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Chapter 82 Flying Star

"Well, in addition, according to some news, there may be a demon appearing in the rear battlefield."

demon!

Everyone was silent.

"Captain Matt, you said, the devil?" Ling An looked solemn.

"Well, it's a demon. It's not clear at the moment whether it's an ordinary demon or a big demon. The possibility of the Demon Lord is not high. All aliens of that level are paying attention, so it's even more impossible for the Demon Lord. The S-level warriors are staring at each other very closely."

"No one here except Captain Matt, Sun Lei and Silas, should have fought with the Devil, except for Captain Matt. " Yan Hong swallowed.

Captain Matt is the oldest and has been in the Glorious Army for seven years, while Sun Lei and Silas are in the same group.

"Well, that was the front-line battlefield. We were responsible for dealing with the demons that the garrison troops could not handle." Matt seemed not to want to say more, his tone was understated.

But looking at the expressions of Sun Lei and Silas, it was like remembering something extremely bad. Ling An knew that that time must be very tragic.

Because except for them, other team members, including Yumi, have joined the 0806706 team in the past three years, so there is no need to say where the original team members have gone.

"Anyway, prepare for it. Don't train tomorrow. Relax. After we set out the day after tomorrow, we may have to wander the battlefield behind for a long time." Captain Matt finished speaking, and looked at Silas and Yumi again:

"I've been restrained in the past two days. You two should have relaxed recently. You two must go to train tomorrow and stay in shape."

Silas and Yumi didn't expect Captain Matt to tell them this, and immediately blushed again.

"I got it, captain."

"Yes." Matt finished speaking, looked at Ling An and Luo Wen's faces, and then went back to his room.

"Everyone keep your mind, relax and go and rest early." Sun Lei forced a smile and said to everyone.

"Senior Sun Lei, the devil... is it that scary?" Luo Wen couldn't help asking when everyone was feeling a little depressed.

"Hahaha. Don't worry, there's nothing scary about demons. We have killed more than one demon before. I can kill two or three by myself!" Sun Lei suddenly said relaxedly.

"Just blow it." Silas glanced at him helplessly.

After Sun Lei made this move, everyone's atmosphere eased a lot. Silas then explained:

"We must be formal in the power of the demon, but we don't need to worry too much. After all, we guerrillas will deal with them in the end."

"When encountering a demon, it is best to have a captain-level C-level warrior, plus at least three D-level warriors with a combat power of over 60. Without other alien races, you can try to deal with it. Normally, an ordinary team of guerrillas can also kill a demon alone." Silas explained.

At the captain level, it is necessary to have at least 400 combat power to face the demon head-on.

Ling An calculated and suddenly he was not so worried.

Their team has two C-level warriors, and Captain Matt is the strongest in C-level. His combat power should reach 999. I'm afraid that even if he encounters a demon, he can deal with it alone.

No matter what, the demons cannot appear in groups!

"Okay, everyone, go and rest." Sun Lei said with a smile.

Perhaps thinking of Captain Matt's terrifying combat power, everyone's expressions relaxed a little and they returned to their own rooms.

After they left, Sun Lei's expression changed and he clenched his fists.

"Aya, if I meet that guy again, I will avenge you."

...

The next day, Ling An did not simply relax and rest as Sun Lei and Captain Matt said. He had something to do. However, it was also relaxed, and Ling An even made an appointment with Luo Wen.

"Ling An, when will you go to customize the weapon?" Luo Wen asked curiously.

"I went to customize before you were lying on the bed." Ling An said.

After the idea of ​​customizing weapons, Ling An became more and more absolutely, the slashing blade was not his ideal weapon.

So, he went to the weapon customization center in the Merit Hall, and endured the pain and spent a thousand merit points to customize a good weapon.

"Speaking of this, Luo Wen, don't you want to customize a weapon?" Ling An asked.

"It's okay, I think it's easy to use the Slash Blade, and I don't have the idea of ​​changing weapons for the time being." Luo Wen shrugged.

Soon, they had arrived at the Hall of Merits. There were many things here that Ling An and Luo Wen dared not look at, and it was too expensive!

After arriving at the weapons station, Ling An looked at the thin Sixth Army officer at the counter.

"Comrade, hello, I'll get my customized weapon." Ling An reported his serial number.

The serial number and Tianxun personal terminal are bound to be one of the credentials for the identity of each Glorious Army soldier.

"Comrade Ling An, your weapon has been customized. Please come with me to the inner hall. This comrade can also come in together." said the thin officer politely.

"It's trouble."

Under the leadership of the officer, Ling An and Luo Wen passed through the counter and the weapons exhibition next to them and walked into the inner hall.

In the middle of the inner hall is a large open space with some metal piles on it. There are weapon racks on both sides, and many long or short boxes are visited on it, extending to the depths of the inner hall.

"Please wait," said the officer, and then a strong Sixth Army soldier came over, confirmed the serial number and turned around and left. Soon, he walked back with a long box and placed the box on the floor.

"Comrade, this is a custom-made weapon." said the officer.

With a little excitement, Ling An slowly opened the box under Luo Wen's curious gaze.

There is a short gun inside, not too long, and it is about one person's height.

The spear tip was dark black, but the tip of the spear flashed with a cold light. Ling An's finger gently stroked it on it, and a small blood mark appeared.

"So sharp." Luo Wen exclaimed.

"This gun tip is made of a mixture of rare metals, which has a certain repulsive effect on the shells and even energy of some alien races, and can effectively break the defense." The lean officer smiled.

Ling An picked up the gun and danced casually. The gun rod was like a dragon, making sounds of breaking through the air.

"The main body of the gun is made of g-tungsten alloy mixed with other materials, and is even harder than the armed armor of C-class warriors, and it will not be too heavy." The lean officer continued.

Ling An continued to wave, and he faced the metal piles, without activating the engine, but instead stabbed straight out with his physical strength.

puff.

With a light sound, the spear tip pierced into the metal pile. After pulling it out, it swept across and left a depression above the metal pile.

"Not bad, good gun!" Ling An was satisfied.

This gun was built according to his requirements. Ling An did not choose a long spear. He wielded the short spear lighter and more flexible.

Press the button on the gun body, and the guardrail where the spear tip and the gun handle are connected, a burst bullet is shot out and explodes directly.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the metal piles were not damaged much, but Ling An was already very satisfied.

This was the inspiration he received from Corporal Mori's explosion axe. The result made him very satisfied.

"This gun is called Feixing." Ling An said.
Chapter completed!
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