My Turret Has a Caliber of Three Thousand Meters

And today, there is a very important thing to do.

Chen Jiang and the two ignored the broadcast of the kill ranking.

After all, it has nothing to do with them.

The Mechanic directly occupied the top three kill rankings in an almost crushing posture.

Kill thousands of people in one day.

Undoubtedly, it is definitely a weapon of mass destruction.

But they didn't hear any movement, they could only say...they might not really be the center of the battlefield.

As for the mechanical family, they are far ahead.

Also normal.

After all, the Arena of Ten Thousand Races this time is dominated by the mechanical race, and all other races are sent to this world.

Only the mechanic maintains the established civilization.

He was not surprised at all to have this result, and even thought it was a little low.

..

And soon.

Chen Jiang and the two also sneaked into a place a little deeper in the ruined field.

I did see that this ruins field manager is sending someone to collect semi-scrapped props, which is a good thing for them.

At least it means that the head of the ruins field has not seen their identities for the time being.

If you see through your identity, you don't need to send someone to collect semi-scrap items.

The two looked at each other, and their hearts were a little calmer.

Only then did he quietly leave the ruins without attracting anyone's attention.

this time.

They drove out Mazi's self-made off-road vehicle with plate armor.

"really not bad."

Scardog grinned and said, "We finally have our own means of transportation, but the lack of on-board air conditioners affects the comfort experience to some extent."

The off-road vehicle in front of me looks dirty, and it probably hasn't been washed for a few days.

The bumper is full of scars and rust.

On the outside, some rough methods were used, a circle of plate armor was welded, and the position of the cockpit glass was meshed with steel bars, and there was no problem in defending against some stray bullets.

As for the large machine guns and rocket launchers, it is estimated that they cannot stand it.

Chen Jiang got into the car, took out an energy block from his arms, opened the square cabin under the handle, and pressed the energy block into it.

Then, some small lights on the interior panel of the car turned on.

"Tsk."

Chen Jiang shook his head, smiled, and didn't speak. He put the rifle in his arms on the driver's platform, then turned around sharply and headed towards the main entrance of the ruins.

Accompanied by the flying of sand and dust, and the oncoming heat waves.

"Ou hoo hoo!"

Scar Dog looked excited, leaned his upper body out of the car window, knocked on the door hard, looked at the barren wilderness around him and laughed recklessly.

...

soon.

The two came to the front door of the ruins field.

And the familiar security guard was still there. He didn't talk much this time. He just glanced at this obviously worn off-road vehicle a little strangely, and put the person in.

Chen Jiang didn't talk too much, just drove the off-road vehicle to the place where the field manager's office was.

Grabbed the rifle on the bridge, pulled the handbrake, and jumped out of the car.

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw the field manager with a smile on his face, walking out of the office, looking at Chen Jiang and walking over cheerfully: "Brother, you can make me wait."

"5,000 semi-scrapped props have already been prepared!"

"It's all here."

"I sent people to collect them all after working hard all night."

"One-handed payment and one-handed delivery, the Lenglang Gang can't be playing tricks on me, right?"

Speaking of things like that, the field manager stared at Chen Jiang with a smile, his eyes seemed to casually glance at the heavy machine guns placed around the office, and then he looked down at the watch on his hand.

"This man is old and can't remember the time."

Chen Jiang glanced calmly, the four heavy machine guns did not speak.

The obvious threat is that the watch is the activation device that controls these heavy machine guns from a distance.

"certainly."

He glanced around, paused for a moment, and then chuckled lightly: "At least let us see the goods. As soon as we see the goods, we will pay the bill as soon as possible, and we will never break our promises."

"My character, you can find out when you ask about it, and I never break my promise."

"it is good."

This slightly obese field leader clapped his hands, the flesh on his face was shaking, and he said with a smile, "It's natural."

"You guys, take this boss to the back with me to take a look."

"Yes."

"Little brother, we are ready, but your off-road vehicle..."

Field Chief narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at the scarred off-road vehicle and said tentatively, "But your off-road vehicle can't hold 5,000 semi-scrapped props."

"You don't look like a sincere deal."

"Are you finished asking?"

Chen Jiang's face was cold, and he said impatiently, "Semi-scrapped props are worthless. We are giving you money, not asking you to trade with us."

"City 18 is more than your family's ruins."

"For the Cold Wolf Gang, there are still a few space items."

The field director was stunned for a moment, but he didn't realize for a while that the young man in front of him who seemed to talk well, his tone suddenly became heavier, and he didn't dare to try any further.

Laughing and laughing, he laughed at himself: "To my head, I forgot to use the methods of the Lenglang Gang, how could it not be possible to obtain such things as space props."

"Okay, okay, I'll show you guys here."

...

soon.

Led by the field director and six fully armed security guards, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Chen Jiang and his party had not gone far before they saw the semi-scrapped props like a hill.

No more, no less, the whole pile in a clearing that had apparently just been sorted out.

"Check it out?"

"no need."

Chen Jiang looked in front of him with satisfaction. The half-scrapped props piled up like hills could already faintly see his fort that had been strengthened several times.

Then he glanced at the six security guards standing behind the field commander with cold faces and guns.

He put his ear next to the field chief and whispered.

"Could you please ask these security guards to stand a little further away, then turn around and turn their backs on us."

"That...you know, the less people know about some things, the better."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Seeing the smooth smile on Chen Jiang's face, the field director also shook his head and laughed at the right time, and waved his hand as if I understood: "Don't worry, brother, I understand."

Then he waved his hand and ordered.

And the six security guards also walked ten paces backwards in unison, with their backs to the past.

"you."

Chen Jiang turned his head to look at Scar Dog with a calm expression: "You also avoid it a little bit."

"Yes."

Scardog nodded and walked behind the six security guards.

The head of the field swept away Scardog's back, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Brother is stable enough, even your little brother should avoid it?"

"Actually... just greedy for some kickbacks, there's no need to be so nervous."

"I also know about the Lenglang Gang. It's normal for the little brothers below to get kickbacks that are not greedy."

"Almost, just pretend and let each other face each other."