I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 153 Becoming a glorious canned frozen meat? (6k2)

The next morning, Lu Wenwu got up refreshed, washed, cooked, and walked the dog skillfully.

The two killer whale sisters, who had been "bullying" the night before, were lying on the bed with their bodies spread out, sleeping with their arms stretched out, holding the quilt in their arms and moaning.

The warm sunlight shines on their skin through the window, and the reflected luster makes the skin crystal clear, like warm and transparent jade.

After all, dragon nature is
Hu Mo and Hu Shuang were not as strong as Lu Wenwu.

Coupled with the fact that Lu Wenwu has the double enhancement of the True Dragon Battle Body and the Burning Sun Crystal, his combat effectiveness is astonishingly strong.

The originally domineering killer whale suddenly became a female brat and was given a hard lesson.

Judging from Hu Mo's sleepy but satisfied expression, Lu Wenwu fed them very well last night, even a little full.

It should be able to calm down for a while.

In the dormitory, the two orca sisters who were lying in bed were aroused by the aroma of egg-filled pancakes.

There is a blue screen in the center of the inner side of the arm guard, and on the left side are four arrows ↑↓←→, which look a bit like arcade buttons.

Lu Wenwu keenly sensed that there was a certain amount of space power attached to it.

As Li Zhenyuan spoke, he led several people into Pelican 1 and headed towards the training super destroyer docked in low-Earth orbit.

After a leisurely breakfast, Lu Wenwu took his orca sisters, who also transformed into tactical armor, to the training ground.

Before thoroughly understanding the situation, Lu Wenwu decided to keep a low profile for a while.

On the plane, Li Zhenyuan suddenly said this out of the blue, took out a piece of paper and pointed at it.

When it hits the ground, it shatters into a puddle, requiring the Jedi jet tank to be dug out of the ground and dumped out.

Eating this kind of food in a place where everyone eats nutritional cream, Lu Wenwu was afraid that he would be immediately surrounded by a field army's super destroyer, and he would be handed over to the Ministry of Truth along with the cake.

As he spoke, he pointed to the blue laser pillars in the distance and the airdrop pods that fell to the ground from high altitude like meteorites.

The super human federation's martial virtues are astonishingly rich. Individual weapons have a probability of causing damage to A-level strong men. Who knows what else they are hiding behind their backs?

"The Tyrannosaurus rex gave you everything you need to teach yesterday. Next, we will officially enter the first and most important item in the special training of the underworld warriors - the operation of the Jedi jet chamber."

Sometimes the neat and loud slogans of "For the Super Human Federation!" and "For Freedom and Democracy!" have already reached my ears before I even see anyone.

"Wang Woo!"

But soon, when a group of them were stuffed into the Jedi jet cabin and violently shot down from low-Earth orbit to the ground, Lu Wenwu finally realized the danger of this thing to ordinary people.

The loyalty of these true underworld martyrs to the Super Human Federation is simply more terrifying than those fanatical believers.

Lu Wenwu tried it and found that this thing fit perfectly with the armor on his left forearm and blended in perfectly.

That is a terrifying force that can be smashed directly into the stone!
With this huge g-value and the violent collision at the moment of landing, even astronauts from previous lives would have to kneel down instantly.

Parked next to it was the all too familiar Pelican armed transport aircraft.

A good day starts with egg-filled pancakes.

Completely to the point of blind obedience.

Seeing that the three people and one dog were in good spirits, Li Zhenyuan nodded with satisfaction and cast an approving look.

Damn it, no wonder the survival rate of the underworld warriors' training is horribly low.

"You, including your weapons and equipment, will all enter the battlefield through the Jedi jet cabin in the future. Our first training subject today is to feel and be mentally prepared."

At the training ground, Li Zhenyuan is already in place.

At first, Lu Wenwu and others didn't understand what Li Zhenyuan meant.

This self-control ability is pretty good.

"You just need to remember the simple ejection operation and the position control operation, as shown in the picture. It doesn't matter if Maomao doesn't need to operate it. After the Jedi jet cabin is launched, the program will be automatically triggered, and everything in the landing process is fully automatic."

He activated his space-roaming magical power to observe, and found that this structure turned out to be an extremely delicate super-time and space jump channel, about the size of a fist.

Walking on the road to the military academy base, the passing students of the Huangquan Martyrs Military Academy were lined up in neat lines for morning jogging.

The crystal ball was once again triggered.

Although there is a slight jet buffer when approaching the ground to offset the acceleration falling from the sky, its power is still a bit scary.

What he handed over was something like an arm guard, even Maomao had one.

When Lu Wenwu and others were sent to the ground by the ejection system of the Jedi jet cabin, there were people next door who had their legs shattered immediately after falling down, and there were also people who couldn't withstand the bursting of blood vessels.

"For you, this training should not be dangerous. But for the students of the Huangquan Martyrs Military Academy, this is the first obstacle in front of them. I don't know how many people have not experienced real training. Fell down here."

Maomao closed her eyes proudly and held her head high.

Lu Wenwu and Maomao cooperated tacitly, using the black alchemy furnace picked up from the dungeon to bake golden and crispy fragrant cakes.

The right side is a bit more impressive, it is a hemispherical depression.

But it was no longer the sound that was blocking her, but the alluring smell.

Just free falling won't work, you have to deliberately accelerate downward.

In short, although the efficiency and accuracy of this thing crushed the paratroopers on Blue Star, it is indeed not something that everyone can imagine.
Li Zhenyuan came forward with a smile: "It seems that you are all in good condition? Even Maomao has no problems, and you even adjusted the landing point of the Jedi jet cabin."

Li Zhenyuan couldn't help but stretched out his left hand to touch it, and said with a smile: "The next training should touch the core of the underworld warrior. This is not something that can be mastered perfectly just by physical fitness. You must be careful. One for each person, take it.”

Li Zhenyuan explained: "This is the real personal terminal of Huangquan Martyr. The central screen is just like an ordinary terminal. The buttons on the left are used to call for strategic support."

"When you press the corresponding strategic support, the corresponding guidance beacon will appear in the depression on the right. At this time, take out the beacon ball and throw it forward. The beacon ball will be attached to the ground and fixed, pointing towards the sky Shooting the guidance laser."

"At this time, the battleships in low-Earth orbit will receive your guidance and project corresponding strategic equipment, strategic weapons, or strategic air strikes towards the target location."

"Remember, whether it is weapons and equipment or strategic support, you must stay as far away as possible after throwing the guidance ball. Whether it is a Jedi jet tank or strategic equipment, it may accidentally injure your lives - especially the flying eagle support."

"More importantly, if you carry the SH-32 shield generation package commonly known as the egg shield in the future, the single-person defensive force field it releases can also absorb the guidance beacon ball."

"If unfortunately you get stuck, take off your backpack as quickly as possible, throw it out, and run in the opposite direction. You should be able to save your life."

"Here, this is a list of codes for strategic equipment support. Be sure to read and memorize it. Many times, the speed of making strategic equipment determines whether you can survive a battle."

Li Zhenyuan took out four small notebooks from somewhere and distributed them, filled with various support codes.

"Now, start with the Tyrannosaurus one by one, and perform a basic orbital attack. The code is →→↓. Throw it towards the open target training ground far away, and try to keep the guidance beacon on the target on the ground. beside."

Lu Wenwu did not doubt that he was there. He pressed the strategic equipment code at the speed of light according to the instructor's instructions. He completed it almost instantly, and then waited for the guidance ball to come out of the hyperspace channel.

then
One second. Two seconds. Three seconds.
Nothing happened.

Lu Wenwu looked at his hand suspiciously, then looked at the instructor: "Did I press the wrong button?"

Li Zhenguo's expression seemed a little tense: "You pressed too fast. The code generation speed is within 0.1 seconds, and the system cannot recognize it."

Three people and one dog: "."

What garbage identification system actually has this kind of problem?

After deliberately slowing down, there was finally no problem.

The three of them tried to throw the ball, and their precise positioning shocked even the fifty-level skeleton general Li Zhenguo.

If you say throw it fifty meters, throw it fifty meters, and don’t take anything more than one centimeter.

But, if that’s all, forget it, it’s far from over.

What shocked the veteran skeleton general was yet to come.

Maomao, who was a good figure in Li Zhenyuan's eyes, quickly pressed out the strategic equipment with his paws, bit it with his mouth, jerked his head, and accurately threw the guidance beacon ball directly to the center of the target.

A crimson beam of light fell from the sky, blasting a crack in the center of the target.

Seeing Maomao proudly enjoying the praise from his master and the passionate caress of the dark-skinned beauty, Li Zhenyuan almost wanted to turn around and leave to complain.

This ridiculously perfect guidance on strategic equipment has already begun to make him doubt his life.

It doesn’t matter if people are more annoying than others.

What does that count now?
He's not even as good as a dog?
What exactly have you served in the past ten years of service?
Even if I throw it myself, I can't throw it so accurately!

The shocked Li Zhenyuan sighed on the side, feeling that maybe it was really time for him to retire.

As one of the few underworld warriors who survived to be promoted to Skeleton General, even though his body was disabled, his merits allowed him to live a stable and comfortable life for the rest of his life.

In fact, Li Zhenyuan does not need to feel sorry for himself.

Maomao is Maomao, and a dog is a dog.

Although it still looks like the original golden retriever, it is actually very different from a dog. It can be said that they are two different species.

The essence of Maomao is the legendary mythical beast Hui Dou, a mythical beast that is far more powerful than mortals.

At the same time, it also has enough strength to crush normal A- players, and it can be called a master even on Blue Star.

If Maomao didn't have the idea of ​​​​transforming, he would have been able to transform into a human now.

This is not difficult for it who has practiced the "Tengu Eclipse Moon Technique".

While Li Zhenyuan was being hit every day, the military academy careers of Lu Wenwu and others were gradually progressing.

Originally, he planned to have three people and one dog complete regular military training as soon as possible to keep up with the training progress of students with military background.

But after only three days, he found that this was not necessary at all. The learning speed of Lu Wenwu and others is really too fast, astonishingly fast.

Often any operation can be started immediately after being picked up, and the performance can be better than that of any skilled underworld warrior.

Even the principal of this base, a martyr who participated in the Battle of Jiefang Peak and wore the DP-53 Freedom Savior, could hardly do better than them.

Therefore, for the sake of other people's physical and mental health, Li Zhenyuan simply gave them small classes and small classes.

In just over half a month, Lu Wenwu and others had perfectly completed all training subjects including "simulated combat drills", "simulated fights" and "simulated desperate situations".

Even the final training subject - actual combat.

The team consisting of three people and one dog also passed perfectly, without even using the healing agent that can instantly heal all injuries on a mortal body.

Perhaps it was because of the remote location of this base, or perhaps because other players were still waiting and watching. Until the day of graduation, there were only three of them here.

When Li Zhenguo put on them the "Liberation Harbinger" cloak that symbolized honor, freedom, and democracy with his own hands with emotion on his face, Lu Wenwu and others finally officially became the martyrs of hell and owned a super ship of their own. Battleship.

Incidentally, this instructor who was hit every day fulfilled the promise he made when he first met Lu Wenwu.

Not only did he put a cloak on Maomao that symbolized his identity, but he actually applied for C-class citizenship for it.

For a moment, Lu Wenwu didn't know whether the Underworld Martyr was really too important, or whether this C-class citizen was completely unimportant.

What's even more confusing is that when it all finally settled, Lu Wenwu discovered that Maomao had unexpectedly completed a special side mission!
Yes, this special branch line is the prompt given to Maomao by the system after he is finished.

Instead of sharing it with Maomao after he finished it!
[Your pet [Maomao] has started and completed a special side mission - Team Paw has made a great contribution]

[Task progress: 2/2]

[Task description: When a fudou becomes a glorious underworld martyr and a C-class citizen of the Super Human Federation, what will it bring to its owner and the world? As the owner of [Maomao], you should be proud of your pet]

[Your final evaluation has been greatly improved]

[Your pet [Maomao] has received a reward: Super Human Federation Class A Citizen Rights, 3000 Super Currency]

"That's outrageous."

Looking at his personal dashboard, Lu Wenwu complained in his heart.

What the hell is it that Maomao has obtained A-level citizenship!

Can the system still work?
Before Lu Wenwu could finish what he was saying, two messages came from Maomao's personal terminal.

He lowered his head to pull it out and was stunned.

[Your identity change has been completed. Class A citizen, please contribute to the cause of freedom and democratic liberation and contribute your own strength! 】

[Super currency - three thousand points has been credited to your account, please check. 】

Lu Wenwu: "."

Damn it, it’s really fucking awesome!

Surprised!

Not noticing Lu Wenwu's abnormality, Li Zhenyuan said with emotion: "We say goodbye today, and I don't know when we will see each other again. Enter the launch vehicle. It's time for you to go to your respective super destroyers."

"Huh? Instructor, why don't we take the Pelican 1 up there?" Hu Mo asked curiously.

Hu Shuang looked at the "launch vehicle" in front of him and frowned slightly: "This looks like it is transporting cargo."

Li Zhenyuan's eyes were complicated and he said calmly: "You should know that the Underworld Martyr is a unique inheritance system. Each super destroyer can only serve one Underworld Martyr at a time."

"Only when one dies can it be replaced by a new owner. The successor can inherit all the assets of the former. So, go up. If you are lucky, you will still have the opportunity to perform tasks together."

Hu Mo blinked in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Hu Shuang was thoughtful, but did not explain anything to his sister. He just gave Lu Wenwu a look, then pulled his sister and stood straight in.

Lu Wenwu smiled and nodded, and Maomao and he entered two "Jedi Jet Chambers" with completely different structures from those used for previous training.

Soon, the lid closed and the rocket took off.

Colorless and odorless anesthetic gas spreads out along with the cold air, completely wrapping the entire cabin.

"It turns out to be a freezer."

Lu Wenwu took a deep breath and felt nothing about it.

This level of anesthetic mist was of no use to him.

There is no need for the devil's blessing, his powerful physique alone can automatically purify and absorb it.

As for the air conditioner used for freezing
Tu Yileba can only make Lu Wenwu feel a little cool.

The launch vehicle was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for it to break through the atmosphere and ascend into the vast space.

Lu Wenwu looked down through the "glass" of the cabin. The planet where the Super Human Federation was located was astonishingly large.

At this level of space, it is difficult to even see its entirety. The land area is many times the size of Blue Star.

In the farther low-Earth orbit, densely packed super destroyers were parked there as far as the eye could see, constantly throwing various Jedi jet pods or other types of weapon support downwards.

That kind of scene is as spectacular as a super-large parking lot.

Soon, the launch vehicle was picked up by an automated device floating in space.

The cryocontainers containing many underworld martyrs were also carried by a special carrying device to different super destroyers.

The bad news is: Lu Wenwu and Maomao were separated.

The worse news is: the two super destroyers are making space jumps in different directions.

Lu Wenwu pretended to have been anesthetized by the cryocontainer and entered a dormant state, taking the opportunity to use his mental power to observe this super destroyer that should be his at least at some point in the future.

It is said to be a destroyer, but in fact most of the space inside is used to dock and mount two fighter jets, the Eagle and the Pelican 1. On both sides are mini production lines opened for on-site production of strategic equipment.

It seems that the other party is doing well and has unlocked a lot of ship upgrade modules.

What Lu Wenwu didn't expect was that the other party even had one of the latest Partridge armed transport aircraft, which could be used to deliver the EXO-45 Patriot exoskeleton armor commonly known as mecha.

This means that the inherited military rank on this ship has reached at least level 25. There is no need to start from scratch, which is not bad.

As for other places, they were all filled with the same frozen cans as Lu Wenwu's, and there were only a few crew members who could handle them.

The current underworld martyr seems to be a guy who likes "fighting and having fun".

Just after receiving the "supplies", he could not wait to set off to the sky above a province called Fenrir 3, shouting "For the liberation of the Super Human Federation!" He entered the Jedi jet cabin and attacked directly.

When the Underworld Martyr entered the mission area, all the operators on the ship who were selected before the war immediately started to move.

The orbital weapon operator fiddled with the operating handle, and the heroic Eagle pilot began to load aerial bombs on the fighter plane. After receiving the beacon, the armory administrator stuffed the fresh support equipment into the Jedi jet cabin and projected it out.

In addition, there is a female operator with an evil smile on her face, her face full of expectations.

This is an orbital bombing operator commonly known as the gunner, responsible for the 380MM high-explosive bomb fire network and the 120MM high-explosive bomb fire network.

Lu Wenwu still remembers Li Zhenyuan's sincere tone when he mentioned these two kinds of support to him.

"Unless you want to die, or you are very fast and very lucky, don't use it."

"These two things combined are 500, but they are handed over to a guy with twice 250 to control them."

"Once released, life and death will be determined, and wealth and honor will be in heaven."

But then again, the crooked shooting of this thing actually has nothing to do with the operator. It is simply that the distance is too far, the delay is too high, and the shell is too easily disturbed during its fall.

Unless there is divine prediction and super luck, the accuracy of hitting stationary objects will not be high.

Under such a premise, there are still people who are not afraid of death.

Just like the underworld warrior who is currently fighting a bloody battle on the ground.

I only heard the wild laughter mixed with the sound of the MG-206 heavy machine gun firing from the communication: "Ah ha ha ha ha ha! Ah! Come and taste the taste of democracy! Ah ha! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha."

The main control liaison station next to the bridge also received the guidance beacon that the warrior opened the 380MM high-explosive firepower network and prepared to bet on destiny and exploded directly with a group of insects.

Eight seconds later, the orbital bombing operator lived up to expectations and sent the machine gun guy away with a large number of bugs, leaving no trace of his corpse.

Another young underworld martyr was given away at the speed of light.

The democratic officer standing in front of the holographic sand table didn't care about this. He just glanced at the number of frozen cans next to him and said in a low voice: "Awaken another hell warrior and continue to perform the task."

"Yes!"

A crew member in blue overalls agreed, and immediately controlled the dormant chamber conveyor belt that looked like a large cemetery to start slowly rotating, aiming the dormant chamber containing the Underworld Martyrs at the rear towards the main entrance.

However, before they could thaw the underworld warrior, there was a "bang" sound, and the lid of a dormant chamber inside collapsed instantly.

There was a bright footprint printed on the thick and hard alloy plate.

Lu Wenwu stepped out of his own hanging coffin, pushed aside the hanging coffins of his colleagues, and came to the entrance to the upper level of the spacecraft.

When the operator panicked, he opened the heavy alloy gate and walked in swaggeringly.

"Where are you, Du Chu, Nadu Gandan? Why don't you come to welcome your new captain?"

A humanoid tyrannosaurus who likes to reason asked with a kind smile as he surrounded the surroundings.

(End of this chapter)