Chapter 577： Go to waste soil (2/2)

After two days of preparation and personnel transfer, the first shipments to the south were loaded with advanced magic guided transport vehicles. The technology of a large fleet of Cecil's magical industry passed through the dark mountains. The fortress in the middle, and proceeding through the south gate fortress, heading for the direction of the wasteland.

Gao Wen personally led this team. In addition to the accompanying magical combatants, Solderin led another elite steel ranger as the guard. The team will soon catch up with the deepening of the Black Forest. The roadmakers, and the Tudor engineering team and the White Knights Guards, the materials carried by the team will be used to build the last forward base on the Black Forest border, and then forward...

It is the wasteland boundary and the corrupted plain.

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"Open the gate!! The team passes!!"

With the shouts of the gate controller, the magical machinery made a low roar, heavy gears and hinges pulled the same heavy steel gates slowly open, between the mountains and rocks of the dark mountains, covered with armor and fort The "rock wall" opened its mouth that was armed to the teeth, and one large transport vehicle came out one by one. On both sides of the transport vehicle and before and after, several vehicles covered with light armor plates were also seen. The "multi-function chariot" with the firing point of the thermal ray gun and the magic crystal at the top is in front of the guard.

At the rear of the team, you can see several magic guns pulled by the tractor chassis.

Along with the sound of flute and the roar of the engine machinery, the team sailed along the hardened road towards the Black Forest.

On the edge of the Black Forest, an extraordinarily tall giant is standing quietly in the twisted and flocked plants. This tree with the name "giant" is nearly 100 meters high, and in the Black Forest, the rotten magical energy Further promoted the variation of these giant trees. The crown of the tree was stretched in all directions. There was no leaf on the thin and curved branches. In the background of the muddy sky, the canopy was like a dry limb, pointing wildly. sky.

The team drove into the Black Forest.

The branches and leaves of the giant wood shook and squeaked, and on its topmost branch, a black mist suddenly condensed, a huge, feather-stained flock of **** flesh and half of the skull exposed. The fog emerged.

The crow's dark eyes stared at the direction of the team, and a hoarse voice suddenly came from its rotten vocal chord: "Gaowen Cecil has left his territory... He personally went to the magnificent wall. ”

Then the crow turned his head, and there seemed to be something in the void. It was listening to it, and the voice continued to sound in the throat: "The north is more important, the north is more important... I know, I know. I will continue to stare. But I will only stare far away..."

The crow said, once again listening to it, it seemed to hear something that made him angry, and suddenly slammed his wings with anger: "You ask me why I stare far away?! Do you know those crazy stuffy? How dangerous are the people! Do you know how terrible those madmen are!!

"Do you know how they built their roads? Do you know how they 'explore' the forest? Do you know how they have rid all the traps and the nest of the monsters!"

"The gang of madmen, full of only the impetuous Cecil, they are definitely the projection of the devil in this material world, the product of the devil and the active volcano, and Dorn was killed, 'Poison Po 'It was also killed, and there were 18 plague beasts and six corrupted beasts they had domesticated, and Pado, damn, Padoer just wanted to see and see, who would know the Cecil bombing? I will only stare far away from the bushes. I want to be farther away from those madmen! Even the sons of the storms that have broken their brains by the deep sea tide are calmer than those of the Cecils. Much more!!

"If you have opinions, send someone to replace me. I would rather go to the flesh and blood to serve hard work... Oh, damn!!"

The crow's continuous curse suddenly stopped. "It" looked at the outer wall of the fortress covered with steel in horror, and saw several turrets on the upper floor suddenly turned to their direction.

"The mad guys may have found me!!"

The crow exclaimed and fluttered away, and almost at the same time, the continuous roar broke the silence of the Black Forest, tearing the chaotic sky and the mist in the forest.

A large exploding cloud of smoke enveloped the rotten woodland in the distance. The artillery control room inside the South Gate Fortress, the great architect Gordon carefully looked at the scene on the holographic projection, watching the smoke rise, watching the large forests fly away.

The power of the fixed fortress gun is amazing.

The mechanical sergeant who is responsible for maneuvering the turret reported: "The main turrets of the upper dam are all activated smoothly, and the upper ii turret needs to be calibrated. The observation device works well."

"Okay, record the data, test the sub-cannons at all levels after an hour. George, you bring two assistants to see what happens to the turret ii."

Gordon gently sighed and arranged his work in an orderly manner.

At the beginning of the construction of the South Gate Fortress, he was still very nervous and worried. This murderous area was frightening, and the cracking hole that was open and almost unprepared and sheltered was even more difficult. Ann, but as the project progressed, the southern wall and turret were installed, and his initial tensions and worries had completely disappeared.

Indeed, as the lord said, the Black Forest is dangerous, but it is not the case in the face of the power of Cecil's magical industry.

"It’s nothing to happen today," said a mechanical sergeant in front of another console next to him. The content of the emotion was exactly what Gordon thought. "It’s a quiet day."

"Don't relax the alert," another mechanical sergeant reminded. "There are still monsters in the Black Forest. Maybe there will be a completely crazy monster to attack the fortress."

"Reassured, I will not let go."

The vigilance of the soldiers is really strong.

Gordon couldn’t help but sigh, but at the same time he’s a little embarrassed.

The magic in the Black Forest... seems to be getting less and less...