Crossing to the Future, it’s Not Easy to Be a Man

Chapter 794: Punished!

These staff members all ignored that, except for the transport vehicles carrying mechas, this transport fleet did not have numerous large floating buses carrying soldiers like other regiments. Apart from these transport vehicles, there were no extra passengers. Hover car reads;.

Oh, no, there is also a suspended bullet car, the latest model of the military this year, following behind the convoy.

All the fleets are ready to go in front of the base. The leaders of the fleets have sent their information to the base and are just waiting for verification by the base.

Not long after, many military off-road vehicles came out of the base, with heavily armed soldiers sitting or standing on them, with serious faces. Although the fleet passed the verification of the base, it still had to pass the necessary routine safety inspections. .

On the off-road vehicle at the front, a lieutenant-level officer shouted with a loudspeaker: "Convoy leader, please come here!"

Almost all the mid- to high-level mecha warriors who were protecting the convoy in the sky turned to look at the rear of the convoy.

I saw the bullet-shaped floating car at the back directly passed the waiting transport truck behind and came to the front, adjacent to the off-road vehicle of the person in charge.

The window on the driver's side automatically lowered, revealing a somewhat embarrassed face: "Yes, what can I do?"

"Where's the information?" The person in charge frowned. What kind of ace mecha group is this? Even the person in charge is so timid?

The man quickly handed over a chip card. The person in charge scanned the optical brain in his hand and got the information about the convoy. It was indeed the transportation brigade of the 250th Mecha Regiment.

The person in charge felt disappointed. The ace mecha group sent by the superiors was probably not a regular ace mecha group, but a miscellaneous ace mecha group composed of special aces. No wonder the name was just a number. How could such a miscellaneous group have a title? Unexpectedly, the ace mecha regiment stationed in their base was really worse than the last.

The person in charge, who suddenly lost interest, waved his hand to check the fleet, and then handed the chip card to the other party.

The other party grinned and reached out to take it, without the arrogant aura of the ace mecha group. Although this gentle attitude made the person in charge like him a lot. But I sighed repeatedly in my heart. Sure enough, it was a miscellaneous mecha group with little background. He doesn't even have the arrogance of an ace. It seems that their 013 base will have to rely on the support of their brother bases in the future.

The inspecting soldiers quickly checked around, and then one of the soldiers. After collecting other people's information, he ran over directly.

The results of their inspection were reported in the ears of the person in charge.

Sure enough, it was a miscellaneous mecha group, with more than 200 ace mechas on the transport vehicle. There are dozens of special mechas, but he doesn't understand this 250 mecha group. Why did these mechas come first?

"Where are your remaining ace mechas? Are they controlled by mecha masters?" the person in charge couldn't help but ask.

"Huh?" The driver of the bullet-shaped suspension vehicle looked confused.

"Your mecha regiment won't just have these mechas, right?" The person in charge saw the other party's appearance. I am still thinking, is this pretending to be stupid for him?

"Yes, our mecha regiment currently only has these mechas!" The driver suddenly understood and replied seriously.

The person in charge suddenly looked up at the other person and found that the other person had a serious face and absolutely no intention of joking. He suddenly felt a blockage in his chest and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. It turns out that this mecha group is not even a no-name mecha group.

"What about your mecha masters?" They didn't even control the mecha. Not to mention, they couldn't even control the mecha to fly over long distances.

When the driver heard this, he popped his head out, took something in his hand, put it in front of his eyes, and tried hard to find something.

"What are you looking for?" the person in charge asked in confusion.

The driver looked at the person in charge with an idiot look: "Aren't I looking for our mecha master..." I just asked him about our mecha master, isn't he looking for it? Why are the soldiers at this base so stupid?

The person in charge almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Damn it, is this 250 mecha regiment abnormal?

Just as he was about to get angry, he heard the driver say with surprise: "Here they come, they're here!" After saying that, he stretched out his entire upper body and waved violently behind him.

The person in charge followed the other person's gaze and saw nothing. He seemed to have thought of something. He quickly picked up the telescope on his chest and put it in front of his eyes. At the end of the sky, he saw smoke and dust billowing, and a blue-white line. Long dragons flew through the air. When they got closer, a look of horror appeared on the face of the person in charge. The long dragon turned out to be a group of people, wearing the blue and white uniforms of the 23rd Army, running towards this side quickly.

The reason why the person in charge was shocked was that the speed and movements of these people could only be achieved by physical arts masters with high Qi and above.

Before long, even other soldiers saw their figures, which showed how fast they were.

"They..." The person in charge felt his mouth was a little dry.

"Our mecha master." The driver grinned, "He ran all the way from the main base."

Running all the way? Hundreds of kilometers... The person in charge was almost unable to accept this answer. He asked weakly: "Why are you running here?" If you have the physical strength to run here, you can definitely control the mecha to fly... No, a master of Qi Jin. How could a mecha master have such a problem as being exhausted? The person in charge felt that his brain was a little knotted and he couldn't think anymore.

The driver waved his hands: "Because they were too excited and accidentally angered our group leader."

"Then..." The person in charge could only follow the question blankly.

"I was punished for cross-country running." The driver gloated.

What a scary group leader... The person in charge was so frightened that he started to stutter: "So, where is your group leader?"

Before the driver could speak, he saw the soldiers forming a long blue and white dragon flying and landing in front of the hover car one by one. Their faces were red and their faces were red. They put their hands on their legs and were panting. Even those with high energy levels wanted to keep up with the convoy. It's not that simple, they chased it with all their lives.

"Qi Long and the others haven't come yet?" The driver looked around and didn't see Qi Long and the others, so he immediately covered his mouth and snickered.

"Bang!" A figure descended from the sky, half-kneeling on the ground, with a girl on his back. It was Han Xuya. Han Xuya excitedly jumped from the man's shoulders and shouted: "Second, Qilong, you are punished, I will do it to you again." The burden!”

"I, absolutely don't!" Qi Long was almost exhausted. What on earth did Han Xuya eat? He was so heavy that he died.

Immediately after a figure fell, Luo Lang arrived in time with Luo Chao on his back. Luo Chao jumped up quickly and asked with concern: "Brother, are you okay?"

Luo Lang was so tired that he could only wave his hands and could not speak. In order to increase the pressure on several levels of their fields, the boss specially asked them to carry one person. With the original weight of 300 kilograms, he thought he would die halfway. Fortunately, the journey was not too long. (To be continued.)

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