Mech Journey

　　 "Yang Mu, why are you so calm?" Sitting in the swaying cabin, Quinn turned his head and said to Yang Mu, who was sitting on the side with closed eyes.

　　 Yang Mu opened his eyes, glanced at Quinn, and said: "What's the matter, what are you afraid of Quinn?"

　　Quin shook his head, did not speak, but kept scanning the surroundings with his eyes.

　　 Yang Mu and Quinn are now located on a cargo spacecraft called the fourth-level habitable star in the Avala star field.

　　 The name of this four-level habitable planet is Moka, and in this star field, this name means exile.

　　Yesterday, Yang Mu and Quinn were picked up by a cargo ship on the space battleship, and then stayed in their cargo warehouse, along with the cargo ship descended on the surface of the planet.

　　 This is a spaceship that can be called an antique. When you come here, you will feel disconnected from the real world. The warehouse is full of inexplicable smells, pungent and muddy.

　　 And what Quinn is looking at now is a man across from the warehouse, topless, lying on the cargo box, waving a small knife in his hand.

As for why Quinn looked at each other like this, it was because when Quinn and Yang Mu had just boarded the ship, just as soon as the hatch was closed, this young man of similar age held a steel knife against Quinn’s chest. , Asked him to surrender all his valuables.

　　 Of course, he didn't succeed in the end. Yang Mu just reached out for a grappling action and added an elbow to **** the opponent's knife and leave a mark on the opponent's face.

The captain rushed here in time to scold the young man, but he just scolded a few words, and did not say anything. The young man lay on his own side, and the captain just glanced at Yang Mu and Quinn, what Did not do it, and left without expression.

　　Only at that moment, Yang Mu realized the situation here.

　　 These people seem to be inexplicably hostile towards themselves and others, and it seems that even if they are not at fault in waiting for others, they will not have a good face at themselves.

　　 It seems that the Intervention Corps here is not in a good situation.

　　Queen looked at Yang Mu with a calm look, and swallowed silently, without saying anything.

　　 What happened just now is still a big shock to this nineteen-year-old boy. Only by looking at Yang Mu's indifferent expression can he feel a little relieved.

"You two are also here to fight?" At this moment, the teenager who had been lying there suddenly spoke. Yang Mu and Kui En both raised their heads. Kui En looked at Yang Mu, and Yang Mu's mouth grinned. A smile said.

　　 "Why do you say that?"

　　 As soon as he spoke, the teenager who was originally lying on the cargo box immediately sat up cross-legged, and Yang Mu could feel that Quinn’s muscles tightened a little.

　　 "Huh, you people, aren't you here to make trouble?"

　　The boy with mixed hair said, making no secret of the hostile look in his eyes.

　　 "It's not a mess if you keep talking about helping us."

　　 "Since that's the case, then why do you have to receive and transport us?" Yang Mu did not answer the other party's question, but asked instead.

　　The spinning knife in the hand of the boy with mixed hair stopped for a moment, and looked at Yang Mu with a very unkind look. Finally, he gave a cold "hum", and then lay down on Erlang's legs again and stopped talking.

　　 Yang Mu stopped talking when he saw the other party. He also closed his eyes and closed his eyes to rest. Only the sound of the spaceship vibration was left in the entire warehouse.

　　……

　　 Half an hour later, the spacecraft landed, and Yang Mu and Quinn walked out of the warehouse of the old spacecraft and set foot on this exotic land. The first glance was the dust and the billowing heat waves.

　　 "Yang Mu, what the **** are these places, I rely on it, it's so hot, it's going to...Bah, baah!"

　　Queen put his backpack on his back, covered his front with one hand, and said beside Yang Mu, but before finishing talking, he took a mouthful of sand.

　　 Yang Mu also headed forward against the wind, and then not far from this plain that could be called an airport, he saw two people who were also wearing black military uniforms.

　　 Yang Mu dragged Quinn towards that side, and the two people seemed to have seen Yang Mu, and they also walked towards Yang Mu.

　　 Four people met, Yang Mu saw the two people in front of him clearly. One was a man with a generous face, walking in the front, and a thin-faced man behind.

　　 There is no difference between the two people except this. They have bronze skin, chapped lips and wrinkles on their faces.

　　 "Hello, are they Yang Mu and Quinn Wilson?" The generous-faced man stepped forward. Yang Mu and Quinn both stood up and saluted, and took out the documents in the uniform to check him.

The man behind 　　 was holding a small stick in his mouth, and his eyes were constantly scanning Yang Mu and Quinn.

　　 The middle-aged man scanned the built-in chip on the ID with the instrument, obtained the data of the two people, then nodded, and said to the two people again.

"It's too windy here. Go back to the camp first. Welcome to the Intervention Corps." With that said, he motioned to Yang Mu to follow the thin man to the military off-road vehicle not far away, while the middle-aged man went to the spacecraft. Position, directing the other two trucks to pull supplies from the spacecraft.

　　 "Huh, this ghost place."

　　 got in the car and closed the door, Quinn kept slapping the dust on his body and said to Yang Mu.

　　 Yang Mu did not speak, but silently cleaned up the dust on his body.

　　At this time, the thin man sitting in the driver's seat was talking.

"Huh, ghost place, wait for you to stay for a few days, you will know what a ghost place this place is." With that said, the man spit out the final stick and put it in his pocket. Dig out.

　　 A lollipop, it seems that this guy was eating candy just now.

　　 "Hello sir, I don't know what the name of the sir is?" Quinn began to use his ability to communicate with others and said immediately.

　　 "Hmph, just call me black scorpion, it just matches this ghost place."

　　 "Senior, I mean your real name." Quinn explained again.

"You don't need to know this. Anyway, I am an unknown person, it is not worthy for you who come to gild." The thin man who said in a disdainful tone turned around and looked at the faces of Yang Mu and Quinn. Say it again.

　　 "But to be honest, you are the children of the upper class at first glance. What are your thoughts when you come here for gilding."

　　 "This place loses its life~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it is very common."

　　 Hearing the other party's words, Quinn did not answer any more, but turned to look at Yang Mu.

　　 Yang Mu didn't care about the situation at all, he just checked on the watch in his hand to see if there was any task information sent, but after finding that there was no signal, Yang Mu had to leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes to rest.

　　 Seeing Yang Mu's attitude, the guy nicknamed Black Scorpion didn't seem to be annoyed at all. He just turned around again, and Quinn also started talking with him with a smile.

　　 A few minutes later, the middle-aged man with a generous face also got into the car and directed his way towards the camp.

　　On the road, Yang Mu knew that this middle-aged man was the captain of the camp here, and he was also the highest-ranking officer here, called Zhang Feng, a person from the new Qin Xingyu.

　　……

　　When they arrived at the camp, Yang Mu and Quinn got out of the car, and the sight of them surprised them, especially Quinn.

The camp in front of 　　 has a small area. It is surrounded by three two-story buildings and surrounded by a four-meter-high fence. Inside and outside the fence, there are positions composed of sand nets to fix the walls.

　　 There is no green in the surrounding area of ​​the whole camp. The surrounding area is full of yellow sand. Only under a large valley not far from the camp, you can see many buildings.

　　ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

　　 According to Zhang Feng, there is the only town in a radius of hundreds of miles, Chavalon Town.

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