Chapter 457

Coordinates are hard to find.

The teams of all countries are carefully selected elites. It took more than a day to turn the whole Xiling island around.

Finally, in the east of the island, deep in the forest, I saw a big pit deep into the ground.

The three teams stood at the edge of the round pit, with fierce and solemn expressions, and their hands were vaguely pressed on the weapons around their waists.

Tripartite confrontation, the air filled with gunpowder smoke smell, war will break out at any time.

Rustle, the sound of branches being lifted away.

The teams of country m, country R and country y followed the prestige and saw that all the visitors had a tight head.

The man stepped on the cold and hard military boots, and the black strength made his face look lonely and cold. His long legs against the sky were wrapped in straight trousers. Feng's eyes were covered with cold frost. He glanced at the people, and the voice was slightly cool. "Have you found something?"

Cordo picked up his machine gun and was in a tense spirit, like a winding of tightening strings. He was full of fear for Qin Zong and stared at him close.

The rest are the same.

The elites of all countries are those people.

I haven't seen or heard of it in a circle.

Cordo cried bitterly in his heart. Mom and Dad, before he left, God Jesus worshipped twice and begged him not to meet the "living hell".

Mom, mom.

Birds are useless.

Qin Zong's pupil was deep and could not penetrate the light. His left hand stepped on the belt, his long legs moved, strode to the edge of the huge pit, and looked down.

In the huge round pit, things with metallic luster lie quietly.

Under the sun, the coordinates are blue and purple, with very strange colors and materials. Qin Zong raised his eyebrows. It's really not something on the earth.

He only looked at it twice, then stood up, turned coldly and walked out, only waved his hand, "you continue."

Cordo

People

Lian Feng trotted up to Qin Zong and sighed with regret, "Sir, we should go later and wait until they fight."

Qin Zong hung his eyes and thought about the direction of the coordinate device in the huge pit. His brain quickly calculated the direction. In a cold voice, "go to the East."

Where the head falls off, according to the inertia forward, the flying direction should be here.

Lian Feng: "yes, sir."

Tut.

Those fools are as stupid as ever.

Qin Zong found the jukeng one step later. Yan Tao also calculated the direction he calculated.

However, Qin Zong calculated according to the habitual thinking on the earth. He could not know the specific walking route of the coordinate device.

Yan Tao knows.

As soon as the small seven system was removed, the position of the coordinate device was calculated by eight, nine and ten.

Young master Yan is full of confidence to look for it.

However

"Captain, I didn't find it."

"Not here either."

"No."

Yan Tao squints: Xiao Qi!

Little seven shivered: Master, the coordinate device is broken. I calculated the position according to the normal driving track. Maybe... It broke down halfway. We have to look back.

Yantao!!!

"On the way back and forth."

Yan Tao led people back, and Qin Zong just followed that road.

One side is the southernmost and the other is the northernmost.

Until the distance was only 500 meters, Yantao's right eyebrow jumped down. She raised her hand and motioned Clark to stop them. There was someone at the other end of the road!

Yan Tao: Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi: OK, master, let me have a look.

Sweeping the man's exquisite and perfect face, Xiao Qi gulped his saliva.

Heartrending cry: Master, is the future young lady! Run!

Yantao!!!!