The Death Angel A-19 area is located at the northern edge of the area controlled by the Death Angel main city.
Due to the bitter cold, even the Zerg do not like to choose this place as their habitat.
But even in this remote and barren land, more and more new members of the organization have arrived in the past six months.
Along with this, more and more supplies have been transported, and the population of the entire area has flowed in in a short period of time.
It has exceeded the total of the past three years.
The reason for all this is that a large area of rare earth metal mines was discovered here.
Needless to say, the strategic significance of rare earth mines.
Most of the smelting and manufacturing processes of modern technology are more or less related to rare earth metals. hook up.
The most intuitive thing is that all combat armors above level C will use rare earth metals.
The addition of rare earth metals during smelting will greatly enhance the various properties of the alloy.
The discovery of this rare earth mine was a small accident.
While tracking and arresting a lone collector, a team of soldiers discovered an insect nest deep in the cold and barren mountains.
After getting in touch with the A-19 base, they then entered the insect nest, where they were ambushed.
In panic, a soldier detonated a grenade, and the team of reckless soldiers paid a heavy price for it.
Although the detonated grenade killed a few low-level Collectors, it awakened other dormant Zergs deep in the worm lair, and eventually the entire team was wiped out.
Then the A-19 regional command base began the first wave of exploratory exploration.
As the exploration deepened, the situation in this area and the scale of the Zerg force configuration began to be slowly understood.
The Zerg in this mountain range belong to the Zerg troops stationed here before the nuclear destruction.
After the nuclear destruction, they lost more than half and lost contact with other Zerg, so they chose to go into hibernation.
Dormant insect nests are extremely difficult to detect.
Dormant insect nests will emit special electromagnetic waves to shield detection signals.
Today's known detection methods are difficult to be effective.
Every dormant insect nest relies on timely awakening.
Several collectors provide energy for dormant insect nests by collecting rare earths.
Decades of dormancy gradually exhausted the rare earth resources in this mountain range, and a large number of dormant Zerg died due to energy shortage.
It was precisely because of the lack of resources that the discovered collector chose to leave the Zerg.
The nest went out in search of food and was eventually discovered.
Originally, as resources were exhausted, this dormant insect nest area would slowly perish in dormancy.
However, due to the reckless behavior of reckless soldiers, many dormant insect species were awakened.
The hungry insect species became even more crazy, and they Even trying to wake up dormant Zerg in other nests.
Since there are not many rare earth resources left, this area is like useless to the Death Angel headquarters.
It is not worth launching a large-scale battle for this, but it cannot be given up easily.
Based on such a complex and troublesome situation, the Death Angel headquarters has formulated a series of response measures, the most important of which is to designate most of this area as a free hunting zone.
Therefore, low-level modifiers of various models who urgently need points will flock to him in a short period of time.
When the armored vehicle driven by Fan passed through the vast snowfield and arrived at A-19, it was already the third day after their departure.
The three-day drive exhausted most of the energy of the four-person team, and even the most energetic Mandala was a little listless and silent.
After careful inspection at the checkpoint, the four people finally arrived at the A-19 base.
The grand flow of people at the A-19 base made the four people feel surprised.
In terms of organization, the A-19 obviously cannot be compared with the A-13. , but the number of transformed people here really surprised them.
Fan even saw temporarily built bars and other entertainment facilities, and most of the people coming in and out were Cyborg warriors.
"The mission will start tomorrow.
I'll find a place to rest first.
Just let me know if you have any plans."
Mantuo waved his slender hands, twisted his waist and walked straight towards the bar.
"Boss, this woman is really a headache.
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I doubt she will listen to your orders during the battle."
Art spread his hands helplessly.
"Hmph, strength determines everything."
Mu said with some disdain, then left Art and Fan and walked towards the bar.
"This guy," Art shook his head, "Boss, Mu has gone too far lately."
Fan watched the two people leave expressionlessly, with no other emotions visible in his calm eyes.
"Get some rest, the mission will start tomorrow."
After saying that, Fan turned around and walked in another direction.
"Alas."
Ate sighed softly.
Da-ei would indeed slowly change the mood of the transformed person, making the transformed person become more and more indifferent.
In the past, Fan would not be so indifferent and tolerate Mu who spoke like this.
As a companion who has been with Fan since the survival trial, Art is most aware of Fan's changes.
As Fan's strength becomes stronger, his reliance on Da-ei also increases.
Many reformers believe that da-ei has addictive properties, but due to the lack of reliable data, it has never been confirmed.
However, most of the Type 3, Type 6, and Type 7 modified people who are qualified to use da-ei for a long time will strictly control the amount of da-ei they use.
Van is obviously not included in this list.
As Van became more and more indifferent, Raf also suggested that Van reduce the use of da-ei.
However, Van has always had his own way in this regard, so he became one of the first batch of Type 7 transformed people.
The person who uses da-ei the most.
But Art could only choose to sigh silently, because he knew that if Fan wanted to reduce the use of da-ei, then he would naturally do so, unless he didn't want to do it, and what Fan didn't want to do was definitely not He can change it.
It's night, but the A-19 base is brightly lit.
For the modified people, there is no difference between night and day.
The normal schedule of ordinary people is meaningless to them, as long as their bodies get adequate rest. , they can choose the start of their day at any time.
The only temporary bar in the base has long been filled with people.
For most reformers, the bar is the only place where they can relax, because the cost here is very small and most reformers can afford it.
But the atmosphere in the bar tonight was more lively than the previous few days, because the man and woman on the center stage of the bar attracted the attention of almost everyone here.
Under the influence of excessive alcohol and stimulants, most of the modified people were in a state of excitement.
They shouted loudly, some danced, wishing that they were one of the two people wrestling in the center of the stage.
Mandala, who was wearing a crimson combat uniform, pressed his right hand tightly against a male modified person sitting in front of him.
The simple wooden table under their arms kept making creaking sounds under the weight.
Compared to her opponent's faintly sweaty forehead, Mandala seemed a little more relaxed.
Finally, after a 20-second stalemate, her opponent finally gave up due to lack of physical strength.
Mandala's right arm was almost Not moved one iota.
"Isn't there a decent man here?"
Mandala yawned slightly bored.
This was already her tenth victory in a row.
Of the ten opponents who had failed, no one could even move her right arm.
"How much have I won now?"
Mandala took back his right arm that was resting on the table and asked Mu beside him. "100 points."
Mu replied. "100 points" Mandala opened his eyes in an exaggerated manner, "So ten so-called great male compatriots have lost to me."
Mandala shook his head while putting his slender legs on the table.
Under the psychedelic bar lights, wrapped under the tight leather combat pants, the long legs full of elasticity and strength radiated, and most of the others had already The male transformers liberated by alcohol had instinctive physiological reactions one after another.
The fire of desire emanating from their eyes for a moment even made Mu next to Mandala feel a chill on his back.
Then Mu instinctively chose to take a half step back.
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Mandala curled her lips slightly, looking down upon Mu's reaction.
During the three-day journey, she only used some small tricks to take advantage of the conflict between Mu and Fan, and easily defeated Mu.
Pulled down his own camp.
And now it seems that this somewhat arrogant and stupid reformed human recruit is not very courageous.
Mandala smiled charmingly and slid her index finger across her red lips intentionally or unintentionally.
Such an action made more and more male transformers go crazy about it.
Facing the group of transformers who were getting closer and closer, Mandala's right hand casually broke off a corner of the wooden table as if nothing had happened, and then kept throwing it up, catching it, and then throwing it up again with his right hand.
Only then did everyone stop their slow approach and realized that the full-looking woman in front of them was probably a terrifying humanoid female tyrannosaurus.
Judging from the fact that she effortlessly won ten games in a row and easily broke the corner of a thick wooden table, she was far beyond the comparison of those who were also power-enhancing reformers.
The atmosphere in the bar fell into awkwardness for a moment
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