I’m Making Equipment In The Wasteland

Compared with the old era, the new era is short, but bright and dazzling.

In this special era, civilization is developing rapidly and technology is iteratively evolving. Life in this era should be honored but sad.

Of course, the so-called old and new eras are still named by humans, and humans themselves are extremely complex and special groups.

In this era, we can see the human soldiers who have been stationed at the border for ten years, opening up the territory for mankind, and can also see the prosperous places in the depths, and the upper-class people who are drunk and obsessed every day, and can more clearly perceive people and people. The intrigue between.

In the staff, Wang Tianjiao Huo Ran got up and said with a gloomy face: "Staff Li, I don't understand! Why is my Nightingale! There are only three Nightingales today, and even the most basic organization is not reached. Send us over. , Is to let us die."

Sitting at the very front of the conference room was a slightly bloated man with fat head, big ears and eyes like mung beans, and a vigorous pig.

Facing Wang Tianjiao's questioning, Staff Li looked embarrassed, and Wang Tianjiao dared to refute himself in full view? This made Staff Li think he had lost his Face.

"This is the order from above, Captain Wang. It is the duty of the soldiers to obey the order. Do you want to disobey you?"

Wang Tianjiao's chest rose and fell violently, his face flushed with anger.

Staff Li's words pressed him to death, a soldier, and his mission was to obey orders. Although he is a member of the special operations team, the special operations team is considered to belong to half of the military.

He Wang Tianjiao had no reason or ability to obey orders.

"I will not disobey the order, but I hope that the dungeon can replenish the Nightingale team, otherwise, with Nightingale's current strength, it will be sent to death." Wang Tianjiao gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Staff Li’s little mung bean eyes are a little bit proud, no matter what your temper is, don’t you have to be subdued in the end?

Wang Tianjiao's soft service made him feel self-satisfied. The first-level officials are crushing to death. What about you Wang Tianjiao, isn't it necessary to be obedient in the end?

Staff Li looked embarrassed: "Captain Wang, it's not that I don't send you manpower. You know that the Red Scythe and our war will not be able to deploy manpower." Staff Li's eyes were full of mockery. "But, Wang Team, you are also an old man. I will give you the authority to recruit people on your own. I don’t care how much you recruit, but after ten days, immediately rush to the front line, otherwise you will be a deserter!"

Wang Tianjiao stared at Staff Li, this beast, this is for them to die!

A three-person special operations team headed to the front line. What is that not to die? !

"Team Wang, don't look at me like that." Staff Li looked around and said, "Everyone, let's get away. That's all."

Staff Li snorted to Wang Tianjiao before turning his head and leaving. He unscrupulously said to the people beside him: "Look, your class is optimistic, this is the end of offending people."

Wan Tianjiao was left out in the cold, but now he was always surrounded by him, but now no one dared to stand beside him for fear of being implicated.

All the captains of the special operations teams were present. Some turned their heads blankly, some gloated, and a few showed sympathy, but no one came up to comfort Wang Tianjiao.

Wang Tianjiao forgot how he returned to the nightingale station. The empty lobby on the first floor was so dark that the lights were not even turned on, and the sound of ping-pong-pong from downstairs could be vaguely heard.

Wang Tianjiao came downstairs. The empty training hall was shrouded in cold lights. The white pigeon, wearing only the corset and training pants, was squandering sweat on the sandbags in front of him.

The teammate died tragically. Although Bai Ge did not express anything on the surface, her training level today has been adjusted to twice what she used to be. In the manufacturing room not far away, Jiang Liu was facing the Wings of the Fallen.

Even with the corresponding equipment, Jiang Liu still likes to rub some parts by hand.

The faintly flickering source force envelops the metal. Driven by his thoughts, the source force flows gently and steadily, and the metal also changes its shape. This is a kind of enjoyment for Jiang Liu and a way to relax.

Bai Ge and Jiang Liu didn't bother each other, but they were calm.

But Wang Tianjiao's arrival broke this calm.

"White Pigeon, Jiang Liu, you two come here." Wang Tianjiao beckoned.

Jiang Liu put down the equipment in his hand and came to Wang Tianjiao. He wiped the sweat on his forehead first, and then asked, "Team Wang, what's the matter? His face is so ugly?"

"The front line is in a hurry, ten days later, we will be transferred to the front line." Wang Tianjiao paused and said slowly: "Dove, you take Jiang Liu out of Nightingale."

"Why?!" Bai Ge asked immediately.

She looked frosty and asked again: "Just because we are going to be transferred to the front line, so you let me and Jiang Liu quit the team? Wang Tianjiao, Nightingale is not only yours, but also mine!"

Jiang Liu was stunned by the two. He didn't know what happened for the time being.

Wang Tianjiao smiled bitterly and said: "On the battlefield, depending on the three of us, there might be an accident. You and Jiang Liu will leave the team and you can leave some seeds for Nightingale."

Before Wang Tianjiao finished speaking, she was roughly interrupted by the white dove: "Withdraw from Nightingale, that's what a seed."

Jiang Liu, who had never had a chance to interject, finally took the opportunity to speak: "Team Wang, first tell me what happened."

"I didn't talk about it just now, the front line is senior, and we are transferred to the front line from above."

Jiang Liu thoughtfully asked: "Are there any other teams?"

"Yes, there are four more teams, but they are full of 12 teams." Wang Tianjiao replied.

"Aren't we Nightingale during the refurbishment period? Seeing that we are about to be disassembled, why should we be transferred?" Jiang Liu asked the doubt in his heart.

Wan Tianjiao said without thinking: "Someone wants to make Nightingale disappear completely, it's that simple."

Jiang Liu thought more than Wang Tianjiao, and just after the broadcast this morning, something like this happened. This has to make him think more.

On the front line, the Federation is at war with the Red Scythe, and he has just stopped the plan of the Red Scythe and the Eye of Heaven. In this way, it is quite reasonable for him to be sent to the front.

Jiang Liu lowered his head and said nothing.

Own can indeed choose to quit the team, but quitting Nightingale is likely to face other desperate situations.

"Team Wang, I heard that the strength of the front line will be Ascension very fast, is that right?" Jiang Liu raised his head and asked slowly.

Wang Tianjiao nodded and said: "Nonsense, you are on the verge of life and death every day. Can you be unhappy with Ascension? The unpleasant ones with Ascension are dead, and all the rest are Ascension fast."

Jiang Liu:? ? ?

Is this so real?

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