The Legendary Mechanic

The post on the crusade against the natural disaster grade quickly became popular on the forum. As the strength continued to grow, players gradually had an idea about the natural disaster grade. Now someone took the lead to mention it, and all of a sudden, it seduce a large number of players' impulse in their hearts.

The last time the natural disaster-level figure was killed was in version 3.0, a collective action organized by the legion, but after that, the legion has not organized a similar operation, so the forum gathered for a time.

But now the public star gates everywhere are collectively closed to Transcendent A Grade forces. Due to the distance, most players say they are helpless.After all, most people have to take care of their respective black markets, and this time it is only a player’s suggestion, not a large task, and limited oil and water, so most people are only willing to support it in the forum.

However, there are some people who have a strong interest in this matter.

In the base, Jupiter turned off the private chat channel on the panel, turned his head to look at the backbone of the Protoss Guild, and nodded calmly.

"I have already negotiated with that player. Our guild is responsible for this action. The BOSS's scope of activity is the Didora galaxy of the endless nebula, not far from us... It just so happens that we have many guild members operating the black market nearby. Convenient to mobilize."

Poseidon, the backbone of the guild, hesitated to speak, and asked: "This will affect the progress of many guild members' black market tasks, and this is just a non-task spontaneous action. Is it worth our fight?"

Jupiter nodded his head, "Of course it's worth it! This is a good opportunity to make a name for yourself. The club hasn't improved in several consecutive leagues. If we can make some achievements and increase the popularity of the club, everyone will have a bonus!"

The Protoss Guild is a professional guild under the Temple Club. Due to the poor performance of the team, these versions of the guild have been unsatisfactory, and their titles have been taken away by the Dynasty, Changkong, and Jiangcheng.

And now with the version change, the background of each guild is getting stronger and stronger. Things that I didn't dare to think about before are now gradually gaining ambition. If you can kill a natural disaster grade, you can feed back the club.

"Are you sure there is an effect? ​​In the 3.0 version, the natural disaster grade is dead in the hands of players. If you do it again, it should not be a sensation." Poseidon hesitated.

"Stupid! How did that Atimo die in version 3.0? It was a camp event organized by the Black Star Legion. Too many people participated, and no one was famous. But if our guild killed a natural disaster grade independently, the nature Can it be the same? This is the first kill of the guild! What a heat!" Jupiter slammed Poseidon's head with his fingers, his tone hating iron and steel.

Hearing this, the guild backbones here are deeply impressed.

Although the Legion had long allowed players to pile up a natural disaster level with human tactics, the independent first kill of the guild had a different meaning and was absolutely sensational.

Even further honor, then only the first kill of the individual, but everyone present knows that there can be no such fierce player in the current player group.

"President, isn't it a bit risky? With our guild, can we handle natural disasters?" Poseidon scratched his head.

"I can only give it a try, I feel there is hope, after all, it is not version 3.0 anymore."

Jupiter said in a deep voice.

At the beginning, when Atimo was piled up, it was the Legion that created a deathmatch environment. Hundreds of thousands of people continued to die and came back to life. Finally, they used the sea of ​​people tactics to solve the opponent.After all, the gap between B-level and natural disaster-level is far inferior to the gap between Transcendent A-level and natural disaster-level, and the human sea tactics one rank lower are still effective for natural disaster-level.

Their guild, naturally, can’t use so many people like a corps, but the average player strength is not what it used to be, and the average player is more than 30 levels higher than before. The guild’s elite members are basically level 150 and above, all of which are considered B-level ranks. Veteran.

Moreover, the Black Star Legion has been updating its equipment and technology, and the weapons and equipment used by players are much stronger than the 3.0 version. There are even a series of special cards such as the evolution badge, which is very powerful.

With so much progress, Jupiter felt that the guild should have the ability to pile up a natural disaster grade independently, which is worth a gamble.

Hearing his explanation, many guild backbones were also convinced, replaced by excitement, all gearing up and couldn't wait.

Although this is not a task, their subjective initiative does not matter.

Jupiter glanced at the crowd and said loudly:

"Since everyone has no objections, let's go fight the boss now and get on!"

...

Endless Nebula, Didora Galaxy, the main base of the reloaded Iron Guard.

This is a huge interstellar fortress, and it looks like a building block base made up of countless large and small cuboids. The structure is very neat, layered on top of each other, with sharp edges and corners.

On the front armor of the interstellar fortress, a huge glyph pattern is engraved, like a heavy armored mecha helmet, which is the emblem of the heavy armored iron guard.

The Heavy Iron Guard is a well-known civilian armed organization in the Didora galaxy. Most of the members of the organization are armed fighters. On the surface, they are civilian armed forces, but it is said that the background is unusual, and it is secretly related to the Feni civilization that rules this galaxy. There is an unclear connection.

The leader of this organization is Dafes, nicknamed the "Earth Core", and it is rumored that he is a minion raised by the Feni civilization, doing some ugly work for them.

At this moment, in the chief's office of the main base, Darfes was receiving a distinguished guest. The conversation was very happy, and there were laughter from time to time in the room.

"...Haha, I really trouble you to escort this batch of goods personally. I have already checked it. The condition is very good."

Darfess smiled and his tone was very satisfied.

Opposite him is a man wearing a khaki robe, who also looks like a pangolin into a fine spirit. He is of the Feni tribe with Darfes, but he has a large area of ​​mechanical clothing on his body, and a pair of electronic eyes are always on. With red light, the body is deeply plunged into the sofa, and the weight is amazing. The organs and limbs are basically replaced by mechanical prostheses, and the whole body is made of metal.

"Of course, when did we ship you goods of poor quality? This batch of machinery and equipment are all officially freshly released military weapons, specially approved by the military, and no one else can buy them."

The reproductive man spoke with the sound device in his throat, simulating an enthusiastic tone.

He is the messenger of Feni civilization. He has always been the person in charge of liaison with the Heavy Iron Guards instead of high-level officials. There is indeed a cooperative relationship between the two sides and exchange resources for the effectiveness of Darfes.

Feni civilization has a special liking for mechanical cloning. It has always been a popular place for mechanical prostheses. Almost everyone has accepted the transformation. There are even many civilians who only retain biological brains and replace their bodies. Become different types of mechanical equipment.The superpowers in civilization are also mostly mechanical, among which the weapon fighters are the main trend in civilization.

"Be at ease, I know what you are here for. I take your things and I will naturally complete the task." Dafes grinned and said: "I have done almost everything you confessed before. According to you For the information provided, I have removed the nails that the Transcendent A Grade Association has placed in the black market in the nearby star areas, only the last few planets."

"Oh? Many of these people are indestructible from the Black Star Legion. They can't kill them. Are you sure they are resolved?"

The messenger asked casually, and took a sip from the cup on the table. The cup was filled with a dark viscous liquid. This is a heavy metal over-standard drink specially made for reproductives, which is broken down by special digestive organs. Into different elements, very nutritious for the colony.

"What about the indestructible, as long as they destroy the black market channel in their hands, they will either start all over again or get out of it."

Dafes disagreed.

The messenger put down the cup and curiously said: "I heard your subordinates say that some of the immortals you killed threatened to retaliate against you, aren't you afraid?"

"Do they have that ability? These people are vulnerable, so they dare to speak wild words because of their immortality. Otherwise, I would have been scared to swear by me. If they dare to retaliate, come one and I kill one, and two me Kill a pair."

Dafes snorted coldly, and while expressing his disdain, his tone was still slightly sour.

He relies on strength, unless he is at the same level or Transcendent A Grade, otherwise he will not take it seriously, but for the player’s immortal characteristics, he will be jealous if he is a superpower, and he is no exception. Extraordinarily heavy.

It is precisely because he can't get it that he has a different kind of resentment and contempt, and he can't help holding a sour mentality of "what's so great".

"Then I can rest assured." The messenger nodded and exhorted: "In short, this is the task ordered by the three major civilizations. It is better to be cautious as much as possible. Moreover, the black market was originally under our control and provided us with a lot of profits. The Transcendent A Grade Association thinks that it has the support of the black market managers, and it is really whimsical to send a few people to take over our black market."

Some high-level members of the Feni civilization are the umbrellas for most of the black market in this galaxy, earning endless profits from the source and filling their pockets, while the Transcendent A Grade Association wants to integrate the black market and block their fortune.

At this juncture, the three major civilizations had interviews with multiple galaxy-level civilizations, hoping that each civilization would cooperate with them to combat the Association’s people in the black market, and the Feni civilization was also one of the interview objects.

The Endless Nebula and the Broken Star Ring are far away, and the Black Star Legion is beyond reach no matter how powerful they are, and they are galaxy-level civilizations, protected by the "Peace Treaty", and hug the thighs of the three civilizations. The benefits are far more than to please the Transcendent A Grade Association. Therefore, the Feni civilization simply supported the three major civilizations, and let the team sent by Darfess Extermination Association to take over the black market, killing two birds with one stone.

"With me, they won't succeed."

Darfess waved his hand carelessly, squinted his eyes suddenly, and said in a low voice:

"Don't forget the benefits to me after it's done..."

The messenger laughed twice, "Don't worry, we have been working together for so long, and the boss didn't want to break his promise. As long as you can properly handle this matter, the boss will not only support you in continuing to expand, but also let you become the behind-the-scenes controller of this black market. One, promise that your black market share profits will not be less for you."

"Of course I believe you."

Darfes smiled with satisfaction.

He took the risk of offending the Black Star Legion to do dirty work for civilization, naturally for his own benefit, if the benefit was not large enough, he would not die.

Due to the Feni civilization’s colonization preferences, the annual profit of smuggling machinery products in the black market in this area is an astronomical figure. Darfes has been coveting it for a long time. Now, as long as you remove the nails inserted by outsiders, you can get this big cake. , In his view is an excellent opportunity.

When he thinks of the huge profit prospects in the future, enough to make him swim in the banknotes, Darfes is extremely happy and feels that his nerve cells are active a lot.

But at this moment, something happened suddenly!

Boom!!

An explosion-like noise suddenly sounded in the base, and the two felt an obvious shock at the same time. The cups on the table shook and fell to the ground. Heavy metal drinks were spilled on the ground, like a pool of black motor oil.

Immediately afterwards, the harsh alarm sounded, and the warning light suddenly lit up, staining the room red.

"what happened?!"

Dafes stood up suddenly, called the adjutant, and asked loudly.

"Boss, the base has just been hit by a bombing attack. The opponent's naval guns are too powerful. The protective cover has been cut into a few cracks. Someone has already entered the base. The intelligent center is mobilizing guards to meet the enemy!" The adjutant answered quickly.

"Someone dared to attack my base camp? What is the origin of the enemy? Is there a natural disaster grade?" Dafeis was furious.

"No, I don't know, the enemy's spacecraft erased the power mark, but no individual energy source of natural disaster level is monitored..."

"Dare to come to my base camp without a natural disaster grade?!"

Darfes was furious, pushed the adjutant away, and left the room with a gesture.

At this time, the messenger was a little worried and couldn't help but say: "Should I avoid it first?"

"What are you afraid of, I can solve the problem in a while, and I will go back."

Without looking back, Darfes strode out.

The adjutant was about to follow, suddenly his arm tightened and was pulled by the messenger.

He looked back, only to hear the messenger talk:

"Um... I'd better hide, do you have a safe house here?"

...

At the same time, more than a dozen dark warships were suspended outside the base, pouring firepower.

Rumble!!

A dark red naval gun beam bombarded the protective cover of the heavy iron guards' space base, exploding cracks.

The assault capsule and airdrop capsule were continuously shot out of the abdomen of the battleship. One end was a propeller and one end was a high-speed rotating drill bit. The whole body was covered with a shield and hit the surface of the base along the cracks in the shield.Some were smashed by the base's guards in mid-air, and some successfully passed the barrage, slammed into the base's armor, and got into it, leaving holes.

"Go on! All the guys who landed in the enemy's base camp, remember to bind the resurrection flag as soon as possible!"

In the command room of the main ship, Jupiter commanded loudly, emotionally and spitting wildly.

The members of this fleet are all players of the Protoss Guild, and it took a lot of time to complete the secret assembly. After checking the information, they smashed to the base camp of Darfes.

In order to kill a natural disaster-class, the Protoss Guild laid down the capital. These warships were purchased by the guild and equipped with a large number of war weapons. Although the number of warships was less, the shipboard technology was very high. They were all legion boutiques. Armed organizations can be described as dimensionality reduction strikes in order to quickly land on enemy bases.

At this moment, the guild channel is extremely lively, and the news is frantically refreshing.

"Comfortable, I'm going in!"

"The people behind will be airdropped, and the enemy's support is coming."

"The magician and the Nianli master control the field and give the mechanic a chance to pave the ground!"

"Don't waste energy on the mobs, force the boss out first!"

In the base, the players who have landed are killing and killing them. All of them are senior B-level superpowers. They usually cut melons and vegetables and overturned a lot of guards.

At this moment, a coercion quickly approached.

Just listening to the loud bang, the metal wall on one side opened, and Darfes, holding a heavy axe, rushed in.

Darfes looked at the enemy in the field, his gaze suddenly locked on the main body of the legionnaire. He was impressed by the guy who had died in his hand ten times in a row, and he was furious.

"It's you?!"

The legion commander's big plane blasted a C-class weapon warrior into pieces. He turned his head and looked over, grinning.

"Are you surprised? If you come out and call a cart of bakers, you will call a cart of bakers!"

Without waiting for Darfes to reply, the commander's big machine pointed at him with a gun and shouted:

"Brothers, it's him, get him!"

In the next moment, all the eyes of everyone on the scene fell on Darfess, and the excitement of seeing the prey ignited in their eyes.

Rao Dafeisi has experienced many battles and was stared at by a bunch of B-level superpowers for a moment, and he instinctively felt shuddering.

But then, his anger suddenly swelled, raising the heavy mechanical axe, a charge rushed into the battle group, and an axe slammed into the two players who were in front of him.

"You are... seeking your own dead end!"

As for the players, almost unanimously said:

"MT group! Go!"