"Okay, then go into the city!"

Seeing the excitement of the crowd, Dryus couldn't stop him too much. After thinking about it, he finally nodded in agreement.

The left and right are just a training game. If you can't beat it, you'll just turn around and continue practicing later. Anyway, it's no big deal.

"Okay! Where is the dawn of the smart brain? Get us armoured and powered combat uniforms quickly. We are going to enter the city to open up land!"

After obtaining everyone's consent, Garen began to call out the intelligent brain of Hope loudly.

Since it is officially opened up, they must put on equipment. They must start attacking this city in actual combat!

Of course, it’s just about equipment combat uniforms. As for electromagnetic rifles, it’s not needed for the time being.

"The order has been received!"

Suddenly, the electronic synthesized female voice of Dawn sounded.

Then, all the Marines wore their CMC-300/400 armored combat uniforms in an instant, and turned into twenty star-held big swords or giant axes with star-mounted Paladins (apprentices?) and warriors (apprentices?).

"Haha! Are you all ready? Now, follow my order: start the attack!"

After the door of Stantamme in front slowly opened, Garen held his sword and shouted loudly at the city gate.

He decided: they had to rush in in one breath, kill all the movable monsters they saw, and completely pass this seemingly small city copy before supper time ends!

Then, a group of people made noise loudly, wielding their own big swords or axes, followed Garen, and accelerated toward the city gate of Stantholm...

———

At a supply station on the ground base, little Anne was sitting in front of a square table in the public restaurant, enjoying her supper in big mouthfuls.

Although these fast-growing fast-growing plants, or the meat animals cultivated on Hope, do not taste very well, some are even synthetic protein meat?

However, under the skill of the chefs, the taste was quite good when they were covered by the seasonings. In any case, it was much better than the dark dishes she had eaten in the Caribbean Sea!

So Anne reluctantly came here to eat a little too often, anyway, it was provided for free, so she didn't need her money!

"Anne? Why are you the only son here to eat today? Where are Garen and the guys of Dryus?"

At this time, Doug, the commander of the base, also came here to have a meal.

When Doug discovered that on weekdays, he could almost see a group of people playing and eating and drinking, and they never saw each other for the first time. With curiosity, she walked to Anne's table with a plate full of food, and sat generously opposite the little Anne who was eating and not having a look.

"Taking a slutty...tea face..."

Little Annie, who was holding the big chicken legs of a quick-growing broiler, said in a daze.

After chewing two bites, little Annie looked at the chicken leg with disgust. The thing always tasted like that and never changed!

In the cultivation warehouse on Hope, before the people of Hope wake up, the supply of meat products started to be manipulated and cultivated in large quantities by the smart brain dawn. The supply is not too much. Only the combat troops can open the supply. Even if the meat is not of good quality, it is still relatively popular. It is one of the edible non-synthetic meat products that Little Anne is more acceptable.

"Training? Are they so active in normal times?"

Doug was a little confused. When did that group of Marines need to train to the point of not having enough food and sleep?

Look, it’s halfway through mealtime, and they don’t even come?

"Oh! I remembered it, could it be that the special training you asked them to conduct cold weapons combat?"

Doug suddenly came to his senses after thinking for a while.

Before, after sending the captain's armored transport spacecraft away, Drayus told her about this, as if... it was the special training called cold weapons, right?

It seems that there is some special weapon? Or is it provided by this magical little girl in front of you?

"Yeah...it's just spicy!"

After smearing her mouth with her oily little hand, Annie continued to nod her head vaguely while chewing the food stuffed with her mouth.

“…”

Then, she thought about it and looked around her again.

After being reminded by Aunt Doug, she finally realized: There seemed to be no rogues like Dryus and Galen who like to share their own food in the cafeteria today?

Then, can you secretly eat something delicious?

hey-hey……

After thinking about it, little Annie quickly threw away the chicken legs, took out a big roasted bobcat leg from her space pocket, and started gnawing on it.

Today, after the rogues are gone, I should be able to have a good meal?

"But, Anne... cold weapons, really do they work for our Marines?"

Doug had just thought about the matter but didn't notice where did Little Anne take out the big barbecue cube?

So, she just shook her nose curiously and smelled the charming fragrance while continuing to ask questions that confused herself.

She still feels that it may be better to deal with the bugs on this planet with rifles! As for melee methods, if you are absolutely required, it is better not to use them casually, as it will increase the casualty rate!

"I don't say... it depends on their training results!"

He continued to bite the salt-salted bobcat legs on his hands, and little Annie responded casually without raising her head.

How could she know if there is any problem with this? Anyway, she just played casually on a whim!

As for what you can practice in the end, we have to see the training results of Garen's big guy and Darius Black guy.

If they can pass the real mode of the Stantam duke, they must have at least one Paladin or Warrior Hero level, right?

At that time, that will definitely come in handy!

If there are twenty paladins and warrior hero-level heroes who really fight face to face, I guess even her own demigod mage will run away quickly?

As for when they can pass Stantam, only Varimasas knows...

Anyway, that big bat should be the last boss in the dungeon, right?

That kind of thing is just a guy that Little Anne can kill you by herself. I hope Garen and the others can take the other party as soon as possible?

With the weapons they set up and the function of not being afraid of death in the game, Little Annie feels that after countless attempts, as long as they are not too stupid, they will barely pass the right way to pass the level within one or two years.

Unfortunately, what she didn't know was that the twenty Marines, after only half an hour of chopping each other, could not wait to march into Stantolme...

"By the way, little Annie, your barbecue is..."

While eating the food that was chewed with wax on his plate and smelling the wonderful fragrance opposite, Commander Doug finally couldn't help but speak.

So, after stopping the movements in her hand, she looked at the one in Little Annie's hand with a little confusion, which had been bitten off most of the animal's hind legs.

The browned and greasy crispy skin, the breathtaking and strange fragrance made Doug very puzzled.

She should...never have she seen barbecue food in the cafeteria with such supply?

Or... Could it be that I just missed something in the canteen self-service area? Didn't pay attention to it?

"What barbecue?! No barbecue anymore!"

As soon as he heard the other party ask about this, little Annie's eyes immediately changed.

Could it be another rogue who wants to share his own food, right?

It looks a bit similar...

Then, after staring at the other person with vigilance, she pulled off the last piece of meat from the bobcat's legs and swallowed it into her stomach. When she turned around, she quickly took the empty plate and jumped off her seat.

"Okay, Aunt Doug, I'm full, goodbye!!"

Afraid that the other party was like the big Garen guy, he came to ask for something for him, so he quickly took the plate and ran to the recycling area of ​​the cafeteria.

“…”

strangeness!

Doug looked at the other person's back in a daze. She had no idea what the hell was doing?

She just wanted to ask her where she found the barbecue in the self-service area, and then she wanted to get a little of it herself!

That little brat, is that nervous? I didn’t want to compete with her for food!

———

“…”

“…”

At this moment, outside the bridgehead of Stantolme, Garen and Dryus, a group of twenty Marines who had just been talked about by Little Anne and Commander Doug, were staring at each other dull.

Just now, they were full of confidence and felt that they could pass the entire copy before the end of the meal, and were taught a lesson by the cruel reality!

A bloody lesson!

More than ten minutes ago, after putting on armored combat uniforms and rushing into the city, they had just had time to cut over some zombies and skeletons, and were easily fucked to the ground by a not-so-large ghoul with a group of smaller ghouls, and sent twenty fresh and sweet meat to the other party for free...

Finally, after the other party left with a burp in his stomach, the copy was reset by the intelligence brain, and they were resurrected and returned to their original position on the bridgehead.

"Dryus... just now, how long have we been in the city...?"

Looking at the huge wooden iron-structured city gate in the distance, Garen felt that his self-confidence seemed to have been hit by some huge and cruel blow, and he urgently needed some comfort.

"It should...it's about ten minutes..."

Dryus said with a little dark face.
To be continued...