"Um" Lancer sat up with a look of pain on his face. What's the feeling of being slapped? Um, my head hurts. It seems that I was in a car accident before. Is this the case?
Lancer, who had not yet opened his eyes and scanned the scene, thought with some surprise: Is he not dead? It seemed that the bus he was riding in was rear-ended and was loaded directly off the bridge by an oncoming container truck. What happened to the others?
Opening his eyes, he looked back blankly and then fell into a gorgeous state of sluggishness In the hall of a Gothic-style church building, there stood a statue of a bound angel. He knelt on one knee in front of the statue in a Western posture of allegiance, and then there were a dozen stumbling humans nearby. It seemed that they should be the unlucky ghosts who were riding with him. Well, to be precise, those in his own group. Most of the unlucky ones are here. Are you kidding me? How can I get hit here by a car? !
However, it seems that these weird humanoid objects have no tendency to wake up in a short time. Lancer is too lazy to pay attention to it and continues to look at this place full of weird and sacred feelings. However, as an otaku poisoned by animation, Church But this place is filled with the final boss and all kinds of evil, so it may not be a safe place.
Suddenly, Lancer's body froze, and a voice began to enter directly in Lancer's mind, "The 13812th Cleaner Team has been established, and the leader is selected: Lancer, do you accept it?"
"13812isn't too auspiciouswait, Cleaner Team? What is this?" After hearing this, Lancer first paid attention to something inexplicable, but he reacted immediately. It seemedit seemed Not so lucky.
"Insufficient permissions to view! Do you accept the required permissions?" The voice from nowhere continued to echo in Lancer's mind, and the strange thing was that Lancer couldn't even tell whether the other party was a boy or a girl, which was more similar to Just information poured into Lancer's mind.
"Well, it's so convenient, just accept it!" Lancer was stunned, it actually comes with permissions, so you're welcome.
"The 13812th Cleaner Team in the Lord God Space has been established, and Captain Lancer confirmed it! Permissions granted. In view of the completely new establishment, the 13812th Cleaner Team is granted 2 months of space platform time, basic weapon usage permissions, all facility usage permissions, and full plot permissions. Investigative authority, grant c-level intelligence access authority."
"Wait a minuteGod's space, damn it, is it infinite terror?" Lancer suddenly had a slanted black line on his face. What does infinite terror mean? The highest elimination rate, the lowest survival rate, no control, no limit, it's terrible. In the extreme world, no rules are the only rules Wait, shouldn't I and these unlucky people be at the scene of the car accident? How did you end up in this weird world? "How did we get here?"
"The 13811th Cleaner Squad has been completely wiped out. New recruits are being collected. The new recruits died unexpectedly in the Main God Space and have been added to this squad!"
"Uh no." Before, my group was a gathering of otakus, but because they are otakus, when they took the bus to the scenic spot, they were all playing with their mobile phones, psps, etc. Lancer was I was playing psp, and something seemed to pop up a few seconds before the car accident. Because I was clicking on something, I clicked on it without paying attention "Have they all received it?" Lancer pointed his finger in shock. Passing by the people who were still showing off the flexibility of the human body in various twisted shapes.
"All the candidates who accepted the call and responded to the confirmation option, and died unexpectedly are all here."
"It's really weird luck" Lancer touched his forehead and expressed that he couldn't understand this weird situation. "Is our quality particularly good?" Is there no reason?
"The overall evaluation is below C~D level! Approximately equal to the lowest average quality in space."
"So they are cannon fodder?" Lancer said that it was understandable. If the best people were selected all the time, obviously the team would not be so easy to lead, so it was inevitable for the cannon fodder to enter at the match point (aren't you also a cannon fodder¡ª¡ª ////).
"Okay, logically speaking, we shouldn't be entering the mission directly. Why do we have time to talk nonsense with you here?" Lancer shrugged and began to drag the weird human figures to the side and arrange them in order. When these guys in the province look back and see themselves standing aside, they say they treated others unfairly.
"Because the 13811 team completed 0 missions and was completely wiped out on the first mission, in view of this, the above-mentioned rights are granted to the new team."
"So compared with ordinary teams, are there any differences between us?"
¡°The combat targets are each team that violates the rules. Team rewards are divided into team rewards for completing tasks and private rewards for killing and injuring team members who violate rules. They are paid double as ordinary teams and can be linked in the mission space.??The main god system, retrieval of information and exchange of items are calculated at 150% of the standard cost, and the restrictions on resurrection and location of resurrection are cancelled. "
"Although he is a bit of a profiteer, he is really good at bugs" Lancer shrugged, "When will they wake up?" Lancer pointed at a group of tragic men, and they all came in, and this posture, tsk tsk, is really tortuous. Water, naughty children are very good at playing with it.
"Is the forced sleep lifted?" The Lord God's cold voice continued to echo in Lancer's head.
"It'sresolved! In addition, the name of the team has been changed, Disaster Team". This is what happened for a long time. Lancer looked depressed, and he had wasted his efforts for a long time. Why?
"The forced sleep is lifted, the new team name is confirmed, Disaster Team!"
"Ah" A group of otakus and otakus began to stretch, rub their faces, wipe their saliva, and make all kinds of unsavory behaviors.
"Ah, are we there yet, Lancer, when did Hangzhou have such a decent church?!" The person who said this was someone called Uncle 4, please let us have a car accident, a car accident!
"Indeed!"
¡°Where is my digital camera?¡±
¡°Hey, where is my bag?¡±
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All kinds of chaos, don¡¯t these guys realize what¡¯s going on? Don't they have that damn dizzy feeling? Lancer was surprised (later, after often traveling through the plot world, Lancer understood better what it felt like to be hit with a stick, and the other people here who slept comfortably were naturally not as good as Lancer) A feeling of dizziness for the first time).
After waiting for everyone to stop the chaos, Lancer shrugged, "Okay, everyone, you only have time to rest now."
"Why? Don't you have to be in such a hurry to see the scenery?" Everyone was at a loss.
"Do you think there is any scenery in hell?"
"Hell?!"
"Well, we have arrived at a place worse than hell." Lancer nodded.
"What do you mean?" Everyone was confused.
"We have arrived in the Lord God's Space, and have become His Lord God's subordinates, or lackeys. Now recall the situation immediately, the key words are car accidents, and then things like the Lord God's Space."
"Ah!?" Everyone started to think about it, and sure enough, some messy things came to mind
"No, can you quit?"
¡°Okay, I want to change more!@$#%^&¡±
"I want#@£¤%&*"
All kinds of chaos! Now there are only 4 people left who are not crazy.
"" Lancer shrugged. According to the habits of the people in the Celestial Dynasty, it is better to speak with force.
Two muscular men and a woman wearing an army vest walked in. The woman, who was not rugged-looking, took a step forward and said, "Captain Lancer, can we start the standard military basic training?"
"Ah, let's start!" Lancer nodded, and the otakus beside him were already silent because of the weird atmosphere at the moment.
Before they could ask the question, "Bang!" One of the muscular men took out the revolver from his waist and fired a shot in the air, shocking all the otakus to remain silent, "Are you alright bugs! Welcome to hell. !I am Captain Jonson! Your physical training commander"
"I am Captain Bank, your tactical training commander."
"I am Captain Yona, your firearms training commander."
"Including me, within a month and a half, please, at least train us to the level of new recruits!" Lancer walked over and shook hands with the three of them, and then said this, making everyone agree. The face is dull
"That's not a problem! Captain Lancer, but I'll say it first. If you disobey orders, you will be punished with fists and guns. Of course, you can also choose some other entertainment projects, but it's me who entertains you, and you are mine. Just for entertainment!" Jonson nodded. Jonson showed the large pistol in his hand to the otakus. At the same time, what he said with his spittle made all the otakus feel their anus tighten.
"Don't worry, the most I can do here is whips!" Yona said next to her.
¡°Then the time allocation is physical training in the morning, tactical training at noon, and firearms training in the evening.¡±
"Okay, you losers, the time for nonsense is over! Now let's start the physical training! Everyone sprints at full speed and picks up their respective weight-bearing backpacks 500 meters ahead! Then circle the playground 10 times in 15 minutes. If you can't do it, Just add one circle every minute!¡±
"What!" Everyone was shocked, and then Lancer and Uncle 4 waited.The people had already rushed out.
"Bang! Do you think what I said is nonsense!! You lazy idiots, trash!" Several rounds of bullets made small holes under the feet of the otakus, and some of them even enjoyed the pleasure of a handful of bullets grazing their faces
The otakus who rushed out resigned themselves to their fate and began brutal training.