Eight thirty sharp.
Two airport buses appeared in front of the waiting room. Seventy-three people divided into two groups and boarded the two airport buses respectively.
A large military transport plane was parked on the military airport, its engine was already started, spreading its wings to fly. The military airport in Nanshan City was somewhat empty, with only a few transport planes and a dozen heavy fighter planes parked in the hangar.
Several teams of soldiers were on patrol, running forward from time to time.
Wang Zheng for the first time so close to watch the fighters here, the power of these heavy fighters, enough to look like a level five beast of war, is currently the more important human defense force.
Boarded this large military transport aircraft, inside is a huge silo, empty, only the walls of the two sides with a row of single chairs.
A dozen soldiers were standing inside the belly of the plane, and they guided the martial artists to sit on the single soldier chairs and fasten them with safety belts.
"Ka-chow!"
With the seat belt fastened firmly, Wang Zheng looked openly, all this made Wang Zheng feel fun and fresh.
Others did not have Wang Zheng's sense of interest, one sat calmly.
"Buzz ..."
The "buzzing" sound in the ears steeply increased, shaking the ears numb. The huge fuselage under a shake, you can feel this large military transport plane on the runway glide up, as things get faster and faster, after a kilometer of acceleration, shot up into the sky.
The first ride on the plane Wang Zheng, and this kind of uncomfortable military transport aircraft, the feeling can be imagined.
Fortunately, the strong physique of martial artists, so Wang Zheng did not throw up.
This flight took about two hours.
After all, the army is the army, except for some soldiers came out to greet their party, simply ignored. For the soldiers' task, it was to deliver the martial artists drawn to the destination this time by the military ministry, even if the task was completed.
One by one, the martial artists, not very familiar with each other, all are closed eyes to rest.
The entire belly of the plane is no window, there is no way to look out, Wang Zheng has the intention to look at the white clouds, but simply can not do.
So, Wang Zheng is also the same as them, directly play from the calm deep up, close your eyes to recuperate.
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Once two hours had passed, the military transport plane arrived at Falling Leaf Town on time.
This is a simple airport, like large military transport aircraft, only allowed to land one at a time. After all, this is the front line, at any time may be attacked by ferocious beasts, this time to arrive here smoothly, is already rare.
Stepping out of the belly of the transport plane, a wave of heat came over me.
The loud noise rushed into the ears, only to see this an airstrip, a number of soldiers under the officer's roar, boarded a military truck next to it, and left here. Around the airport, a number of missile vehicles could be seen, and there were even some anti-aircraft guns pointing straight to the sky.
Everything was peaceful in Nanshan City, but here, the atmosphere became tense.
A middle-aged man with the rank of major stood in front of the stopped transport plane, and when he saw Wang Zheng and the others coming down, he hurriedly showed a smile, "Welcome to the arrival of everyone in Falling Leaf Town, I am your reception officer Li Jiang Yang."
Among the various martial artists, some responded, while others were indifferent.
Between the Martial Alliance and the military ministry, it was like two systems, yet they worked closely together.
The special status, so that the martial arts alliance is under the control of the Ministry of the military, but in fact, but separate from the Ministry of the military, independent operation. In terms of strength, martial artists are far more powerful than soldiers can be compared, low and medium level will be threatened by weapons, to the senior martial artists, enough to ignore the army.
Wang Zheng's eyes lit up, but he took a big step out, holding Li Jiang Yang's hand and shaking it vigorously: "Ah, hello hello hello Major Li, I am Wang Zheng, one of the martial artists drawn this time."
"Ding, you have gained 300 tattoo power points."
A beeping sound made Wang Zheng's face smile, but in Li Jiang Yang's eyes, the young man was really overzealous.
After easily breaking free of Wang Zheng's hand, Li Jiang Yang said, "You can rest for three days in the town of Fallen Leaves to find your suitable team, and the army will provide free food, shelter and transportation. The rest, it's up to you guys."
The other martial artists had no problems and seemed to have known about all this for a long time.
Wang Zheng scratched his head, the airport was noisy and not the place to ask, so he could only settle down and then find someone around him to ask properly.
Falling Leaf Town.
Wang Zheng and the others were placed in a simple inn, and their daily expenses were paid to the innkeeper by the military department on their behalf. In fact, those who can come here to do business are full of adventurous people, and to put it more vulgarly, they are the ones who want money without life.
The martial artists in the cities, are a respected group of people, food and accommodation are luxurious beyond compare.
But here, but not so much, one place gathered here martial artists, the number of at least several thousand people, it is impossible to provide the room is good and single. Here, towards is three or five people crowded a room, identity and rank higher, only will be the power of having a single room.
In terms of food, there is no difference with what the army soldiers eat.
In a word, here is to eat suffering to come, want to enjoy, wait until you have the life back to the city.
Divided into Wang Zheng's room, is and before the brawny strong man a room.
"Brother Tiger, take care of it." Wang Zheng grinned and placed his luggage, he would stay here for three months in the future, and this room was considered his temporary home.
Zou Hu rolled his eyes, seemingly very dissatisfied with this one weak to bursting little guy in the same room. Just what he thought of, gently shook his head, a first-class martial artist, not survive here for many days, maybe three days after moving, he will never return here.
The big, tough man, Zou Hu, threw his luggage, then opened a box he was carrying, opened it on the bed, and took out a piece of parts from it.
Each piece of parts, all floating the same runic light, under the assembly, in just a few minutes, a heavy machine gun is assembled, revealing a hideous color. The assembly is complete, Zou Hu is to take out a pile of scattered bullets, and began to press one by one into the magazine.
This heavy machine gun is equipped with a large magazine, the capacity of ammunition naturally need not be said, absolutely more.
Wang Zheng kept staring, and gradually his eyes revealed a luster of surprise: "Brother Tiger, this is the Storm Heavy Machine Gun?"
Storm Heavy Machine Gun, Wang Zheng had seen it on the mall, the selling price reached a huge 30 million, and it belonged to the category of Rune Guns. From its name, it was easy to see what its characteristics were, known for its storm-like firepower, plus its high concentration of bullets, once it opened fire, it was enough to form a terrifying tongue of fire.
Zou Hu showed his teeth and smiled: "Not bad, still some eyesight."
Previously, Wang Zheng still thought that his rune equipment was not bad, but now, compared to the others', it was completely like a turd, just a starter.
Finishing squeezing the bullets, Zou Hu swept a glance at Wang Zheng's three pieces of equipment and said with a slight shake of his head, "Kid, if I were you, a level one martial artist, and wanted to survive here, I'd better hurry up and buy a rune pattern firearm, before I grow up, long-range strikes are the way to go."
Draw order, Wang Zheng was aware of it, and knew some of the rules.
But in the book, and in practice there is a big gap, for example, when it comes to here, what needs to be done, Wang Zheng is a little confused.
"Brother Tiger, what is our mission this time, to kill the fierce beasts?" Wang Zheng said cautiously, "Brother Tiger, you just point out my little brother, hehehe!"
Zou Hu held this storm machine gun and said, "The mission is to kill the ferocious beasts is good, but the ferocious beasts are so easy to kill? Kid, your South Mountain College to engage in the training tournament on the beast, that is called the family raised kitten, and will face the beast, is completely two concepts understand? If you want to kill the beast, first you have to find a team, only after cooperating together and entering the area of the beast, you will have a chance to survive."
"After the military department draws us here, they will let us go, what they need to see, is our battle record. According to our battle performance, then pay out. The team has to find our own, weapons and equipment out of their own, the military department except for providing food and accommodation, everything will depend on us."
In a few simple words, Zou Hu spelled out the problems he was about to face.
At the end of the day, Zou Hu raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Kid, here everything depends on strength, because this is a matter of life and death, no one will be hasty. Therefore, you are on your own as a level one martial artist."
Zou Hu's words caused Wang Zheng's face to be filled with bitterness.
No wonder they had been ignoring themselves before, a level one martial artist had absolutely no chance of surviving here, how could they have crossed paths with a quasi-dead person?