Re, Gu Aotian Slaughtered Me

With the consent of the entourage officer, Irut was full of momentum and prepared to launch an empty-handed ordinary attack on the St. Anning chariot that was mass-produced by the religious nation. It's just that the problem he found concentrating on made him suddenly stop--

"Then I'm on, can I ask the person above to get off first?" Irut felt that there was obviously someone up there.

Just looking at the appearance of the St. Anning chariot, the material cannot be distinguished, but if it is really ordinary iron, he takes a serious punch to pack the ticket and even the belt stuffing is broken.

"This is also one of the tests."

"Rely, are you so dedicated?" Irut secretly asked, could this be the bulletproof car that was prepared for the leaders of the country?

He simply put on a posture, aimed at the position where there must be no one, and his fist without blessing any skills blasted out towards the level of the armor!

"Boom!"

The St. Anning chariot suffered a huge impact, spinning on the spot and sliding for more than ten meters. Taking a closer look, where he was hit by a punch just now, there was a pothole that looked like a pile driver.

Then, as arranged, the crew members above immediately got out of the car and started temporary repairs.

"Shoo--not bad." Irut pretended to shake his non-numb hand.

He thought to himself that since he could destroy the chariot with his bare hands without using all his strength, would he have a chance of winning out of the city at that time?

No, no, it's absolutely impossible. That golden tank is definitely not something similar to this one. It's definitely not gold-plated but a higher grade material. Large-caliber naval guns have no value for comparison.

The officer didn't know what Irut was thinking, and said, "You laughed. By the way, its price is 1.5 times that of the Sunshine Scripture captain's full set of equipment."

"Oh." Yilut had seen the captain of the Sunshine Scripture from afar. If he wanted to win this kind of chariot, he could do it, but the number that he could deal with at one time was definitely not much.

At that time, he asked the people accompanying him about the position of that kind of strength in this world, and the answer he got turned out to be that he was already an excellent one among the thousands of soldiers who joined the army.

Is the level of strength in this world so low?

Sure enough, should we vigorously develop hot weapons? It has to be the kind of hot weapon that gave him a lot of damage in the city before?

But these things are not how his academic qualifications and knowledge can get involved a lot.

The officer took Irut to another chariot that did not participate in military drills.

"This is our newly developed Dragonbreaker chariot. Even the strongest dragon in the Demon War is enough to kill. Although it is still a childlike existence compared to your existence, it is also our current all-out effort. What do you think is the result?"

"This..." Irut had to look up.

In the 22nd century, even the conventional army did not prosper large-caliber guns, so this cannon with a caliber of absolutely more than 350mm was forcibly pressed on an omni-directional rotating turret, which really had a visual impact. He even had a little thought of digging in from the muzzle to take a look.

Even if he has never driven a car, he still has to think: Does this big-headed doll's body proportion make him feel that this car will not overturn after a hurdle?

"Excuse me, is Shenlong a monster? It's too general." He asked this first.

"Probably the strength of Jeffs in the Dark Sacred Book."

"Oh." Irut estimated that the so-called Shenlong might be level 50-60. If you don't mention it, it feels very cumbersome. I don't know whether the expensive guy can actually hit the opponent. It can be seen that these light level 30 are heroes. In the world, these people are really desperate.

"Can I look inside?"

"Please."

The officer opened the hatch at the back of the turret, and Irut even felt that he could step in with just a cat waist.

But he didn't need to go in, he directly fixed his gaze on the magic circle on the gun mount.

Although he did not understand the similarities and differences between the physical magic circle at this moment and the game, he recognized that it was a magic circle with a sacred attribute of the sixth rank, and then added a [BoostedMagic] and a magic circle. [Magic Resistance Breakthrough [Magic]], in order to break through the limit that ordinary humans in this world can reach and weaken the influence of the passive skills of those players and NPCs, step into the field that can initially harm them.

Of course, Irut, who didn’t understand these technologies, had nothing to comment on. He had to compliment these people for their efforts, and then pointed out something that was not in accordance with the laws of physics: "I’m not satisfied with its proportions, shouldn’t it be done? Is it wider and more skewed to drive stably? There is no need to keep the entire body of the crew in the turret."

"You are right, but we also think so, but this is also designed according to the width and height of the city gate, and the chariot also needs to enter and exit the city gate."

"I've seen the map of the religious nation. There are only a dozen cities with strong walls as the gods. I also heard that there are architectural magics. If you want to equip these on a large scale, I think it will be better to change the city gates. Better."

The officer was serious, and gave all these papers and notes.

"Hey! Irut!"

Suddenly, a girl's voice sounded at the same time as the strong footsteps.

"Drink! The only unceremonious way of saying this is!" Irut ignored the people around him, turned and ran away.

"You actually let the dance clothes **** me like that! What does it mean to run when you see me!"

"Don't you have any idea in your heart! And when did I let Wuyi **** you?!"

After running for a while, confirming that no one should be watching or eavesdropping, he stopped and turned around.

"Miss Eucalyptus--"

"Why do you keep making an appointment!"

"When did I miss the appointment? Didn't I go to see you?"

"Can that level of competition be called fighting! Give me seriousness!"

"No, no, no, the problem is that your winning bet is too bad~www.readwn.com~ If I win, you will let me give you to'that', and if you win, you will be the king of the bow. I give "that", what's the difference?!"

"'That that', how come you boys are twitching. That's very important. It's important to confirm the relationship between me and the so-called God. I also want to know the relationship between my mother and you. ."

Irut knows that even though the titled "Desperate" Eucalyptus is indeed in the ranks of this country's strength, it is also a special seat in the darkest part of the seemingly high-ranking church country, but there is no Any position other than a combatant. The mother, who is definitely not her biological mother, is similar. so--

"Your so-called upper-lower relationship is not a physical upper-lower relationship, right?" he asked.

"Physical level?" Yugalli tilted her head, saying that she didn't understand your divine rant.

"Oh-even if there is an automatic translation, people who don't understand the stalk still don't understand it? Then let me just say it!"

(to be continued)