Before Global Motorisation, I Bought a Heavy Truck

The county base was filled with ordinary people, and locomotive people could not enter at will. Yang Ao took them to rest on the wide Great Wall.

As night fell, Ye Daying discovered that the people on the Great Wall had changed.

In the past, ordinary soldiers were mixed with small motorcycles, but now they are all motorcycles.

These locomotives wear large felt hats, black military uniforms, long boots, and a large cloak coat on the outside.

He holds a heavy sniper in his hand and a horizontal sword on his back.

"It's cool!" Ye Daying exclaimed, and then discovered that something was wrong, "Brother Yang, you said I understand if you wear different uniforms to distinguish between arms, but what's the situation in this cloak, are they still afraid of the cold?"

The weather is bitterly cold, that is for ordinary people.

The locomotive is made of steel, and has long been far away from disease, cold and heat, so there is no need to be afraid of this.

"This is not a big cloak." Yang Ao asked one of the locomotives to take off his jacket, and immediately turned into a piece of snow white with the light, blending with the color of the light.

"This is a color-changing coat, which changes color according to different environments. The principle is very simple. I believe you have guessed it, Chameleon."

"After the disaster, many industries have stopped, and mass production is unrealistic, so this kind of thing is only configured by my team."

The locomotive man did not breathe and had no body temperature. He put on his color-changing jacket and lay down on the ground.

Relying on this piece of clothing, they have attacked many steel beasts at night, without any disadvantage.

"If you need it, I'll come back and send someone a few."

Yes, of course, this is a very practical thing. In a critical moment, in addition to being able to save your life, you can also cover yourself. Zhizhang nodded immediately, "Amitabha, so thank you Yang Shizhu."

After one day of contact, Yang Ao also knew that the monk was not a good bird, and said with a strong smile: "It should be."

Looking at these motorcycle riders, Ye Daying said, "Brother Yang, I have heard the words your team many times today. What kind of team are you?"

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask." Lin Qing glared at him.

What Yang Ao was afraid of was not to ask, smiled and waved, "It's okay, it's not a secret."

"Because of the different types of vehicles, most of the millions of locomotives in Qingzhou have low combat effectiveness. More than half of them are sent to repair the Great Wall, do urban construction, and industrial recovery."

"The rest can be divided into three legions, seven kills, breaking the army, and greedy wolves. Each legion is about 100,000 people. They fight on the front line and are the main force in Qingzhou."

"In Qingzhou, no more than five can mobilize these 300,000 people. Our Yang team is one of them."

I don't know who is making trouble, Yang Ao said coldly, "Talking too much."

"Many farts, you can't tell how happy you are."

Yang Fan, dressed in a suit and covered in a black cloak, came over with a flashlight under the **** of several motorcyclists.

Yang Ao black face, "Brother, can you tear down the stage without me?"

"What is there to conceal? People will know when they ask." Yang Fan smiled and walked to Lin Qing and Huang Quan, "Lao Huang, Lao Lin, long time no see!"

Huang Quan slapped his mouth, "You're a good mix-up! You huffed and hugged you, all the suits were put on."

"Low-key, low-key, I am now the director of the brokerage development zone, a member of the Qingzhou Senate, and the director of the research bureau."

"Yes, Fanzi, go rich, don't forget each other!"

At this time, Yang Fan was able to step into the three positions, and Yang Fan was much better than he had imagined.

He just said that Yang Ao can mobilize an army of 300,000 locomotives, and it seems that Qingzhou is already the world of their Yang family.

"Hehe, it is necessary!" Yang Fan said to Yang Ao: "Go on, say yours."

After a pause, Yang Ao said, "I can mobilize 300,000 locomotives, but the procedures are very troublesome, not as bad as my brother said."

"The squad that you saw during the day and the motorcycles and locomotives on the wall are the ones that really belong to me. I named Shifang Yama."

The chin pointed at the motorcycle rider in military uniform, and Yang Ao said with his hands behind his back: "The one in the daytime is the **** of the sun, and they are the ghost of the night!"

One god, one ghost, Shifang Yama has become famous in Qingzhou less than half a month after its establishment.

All the gods of Niiyu are adult locomotives, with a total of 30 people, and they are extremely destructive. All of them come out, gods block and kill gods, and Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

Yeyou ghosts are all motorcycles, and they are no different from ordinary people, and they are destined to be good at concealment and surprise attacks.

Three thousand little ghosts, each equipped with a heavy sniper, a horizontal knife that melted the corpse of a steel beast, turned into a death **** in the dark, and harvested a head of steel beast.

Zhi Zhang noticed that these motorcycles are at least a secondary evolution.

Three thousand imps, three thousand snipers.

Think about the scene of being targeted by 3,000 heavy snipers. I'm afraid Lin Qing can't stand it, right?

"Amitabha Buddha, powerful, and guarded by such a powerful team, the poor monk has a little more confidence in the last days."

Yang Ao smiled slightly, "You are polite, this is me..."

"Hurt, the master is too good." Yang Fan came out to hit the market again. "Don't listen to him bragging. The team has only been formed for half a month, where can it go so well."

"Then you have seen the God of Rao Shizi, a gang of rich second generations who eat crystals every day, and they have never fought a few times."

"Not to mention these little ghosts. They just put cold guns on like black mice. They are far from your team's Ye Daying. By the way, when it comes to your team, what's your name?"

"Ahem, Zhan Tian!" Ye Daying said modestly.

"Listen, these names are different, Zhan Tian, ​​how domineering, people are running to the sky, you go underground..."

"Hey, hey, it's almost done!" Yang Ao couldn't listen.

Didn't you see the little ghosts trembling with anger? He was afraid that Yang Fan would be buried in a sack on the road one day.

"I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, tell them to come out and make gestures. They are both motorcycles, and Ye Daying hangs them with one hand."

"Come on!!" A rough voice came, and a motorcycle rider stood up, staring at Ye Daying angrily, "Try it?"

"Brother, why bother." Ye Daying didn't do anything, and pointed his finger at the car sign on his chest.

Four evolutions!

Only three times across!

The difference is once, the strength is different, and there is no need to fight at all.

"The number of times of evolution is not necessarily strong. Fighting tests more psychological quality and fighting skills." Yeyougui said without giving up.

"Bai Pu, are you really going to fight?" Yang Ao asked, looking at his generals, "If you lose, you will deduct your salary this week. Have you figured it out?"

"Isn't it just a week's salary? Dozens of crystals, I can afford to lose!"

With a loud shout, Bai Pu attacked Ye Daying in a fighting posture. It could be seen that this was an exerciser, whip kick, sweep, swing fist, and all kinds of movements went smoothly.

But what he met was Ye Daying, a four-time evolution of Saimo.

"boom!!"

Dodged a few attacks, Ye Daying hit the opponent's chest with an iron knee, and Bai Pu flew out seven or eight meters.

No hands at all!

There is a big gap between the two. On the surface, he has evolved four times, but in fact, he is not far from the fifth.

After joining Lin Qing's team, in order not to drag him back, he was practicing guns or boxing every day. The experience of fighting for many times has allowed him to figure out a set of combat methods.

Without fancy movements, one punch and one leg attacked towards the vital point.

Zhi Zhang once pointed him to the essence of the eighteenth style of Awei, he always remembered that sentence,

"Position"

"Focus on the place"

"Full output"