104: Chapter 104 The Sky Cleaners, Military Merit Exchange!

[Ding! Detected that the host has fallen into an extremely dangerous environment, survival instinct has reached its peak!]

[Emergency mission triggered!]

[Mission Name: Sky Scavenger]

[Mission Objective: Eliminate all pursuing enemy drones (0/13)]

[Mission Reward: 200 military merit points, full technical blueprints for the Bear Country Hummingbird reconnaissance attack drone!]

[Note: As a future National Soldier King, how can you be chased around by a few tin flies? Kill them, then build something better!]

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes; he didn't expect to be mocked by the system.

While rolling and dodging in a sorry state, he opened the military merit store.

As his consciousness sank in, a high-tech interface unfolded on his retina.

Ever since his rank was upgraded to Private First Class after military training, there were more things to choose from.

Qin Feng looked at the system; he only had 100 free military merit points.

What could this bit of military merit even exchange for?

He quickly scanned the items he could exchange for.

[Strength Potion (Trial Version): 50 military merit. Effect: Doubles strength for ten minutes, letting you experience the thrill of tearing apart devils with your bare hands. Side effects: Unknown, risk of sudden death.]

[Speed Potion (Fake): 80 military merit. Effect: Inject into the legs to make you run faster than a rabbit. Note: This product is handmade by third-rate technicians, effectiveness is not guaranteed, please use with caution.]

[...]

What kind of junk is this?!

Qin Feng's eye twitched; why did this system mall feel like a discount clearance sale?

Just when he was about to despair, an inconspicuous item caught his eye.

[EMP Pulse Jammer (One-time consumable)]

[Exchange price: 100 military merit]

[Item description: A small gift for the tin flies. Effective range: One kilometer radius. After activation, it will release a high-intensity electromagnetic pulse, instantaneously destroying all unprotected electronic components within range.]

[Friendly reminder: This product does not distinguish between friend and foe and may cause irreversible damage to the electronic equipment of allies or the host himself. For example, that electronic watch of yours from '82. Please use with caution, or just don't use it at all; the system reserves the right of final interpretation anyway.]

This is it!

"Exchange!"

Qin Feng didn't hesitate at all and confirmed with his mind.

[Ding!]

[military merit consumed: 100]

[EMP Pulse Jammer has been sent to the system space, please check, host.]

The next second.

A palm-sized, pitch-black metal lump shaped like a spinning top appeared in his hand out of thin air.

It was heavy and felt cold to the touch.

There is only one chance!

Qin Feng spotted a narrow pass formed by several giant boulders ahead, a flash of determination in his eyes!

He gritted his teeth, pushed his speed to the limit, ignored the wound on his leg, and charged straight ahead like a cannonball!

"Da da da da!"

The drones behind him seemed to sense his intention, and their firepower became even more violent!

Bullets chased wildly at his heels, grazing his back several times, burning several charred holes in his combat uniform.

Finally, he scrambled into the pass!

And those thirteen drones, like sharks smelling blood, lowered their altitude without hesitation, closed their formation, and swooped down from above the pass!

Now!

Hiding behind a giant boulder, Qin Feng waited for the moment the drone swarm entered the optimal range and slammed the red button on top of the "spinning top"!

"Hum—"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling firelight.

Only an extremely faint hum, as if coming from the depths of the soul.

An invisible, naked-eye-imperceptible energy ripple, centered on Qin Feng, spread out instantly like ripples on water!

The sky, at this moment, seemed to have been pressed on the mute button.

Those thirteen "Hummingbird" drones, which were just so arrogant, were like puppets whose souls had been instantly sucked away.

The indicator lights under their wings flashed wildly a few times, then went out all at once.

The propellers stopped spinning.

The machine guns went silent.

The next second.

They fell from the sky like dumplings, crashing to the ground and turning into piles of smoking scrap metal.

The whole world went quiet.

[Ding!]

[Mission "Sky Scavenger" completed!]

[Obtained 200 military merit points!]

[Obtained reward: Full technical blueprints for future technology drones!]

[Host: Qin Feng]

[Rank: Private First Class (560/3000)]

[military merit: 200]

Qin Feng exhaled a long breath, slumped to the ground, and panted heavily.

The feeling of surviving a disaster made all the muscles in his body tremble slightly.

He looked at the wreckage of the drones not far away, but his eyes gradually became heated.

The "Hummingbird" technical blueprints were certainly precious.

But these wrecks were real, tangible good stuff!

High-strength composite material bodies, precise optical cameras, compact and powerful servo motors, and those few sets of intact miniature machine guns...

If these were thrown away, it would be a total waste!

Qin Feng struggled to stand up and limped over, like a scavenger hunting for treasure in a trash heap, his eyes shining.

"This camera is not bad, the resolution is quite high; I can install it in the toilet when I go back... No, wait, install it on the position as surveillance."

"This motor has decent torque; if I take it apart, maybe I can install an automatic stir-fry function on my Hero Pot."

"This machine gun... hehe, good stuff!"

He calculated in his mind while picking things up.

In his mind, the newly acquired "Hummingbird" drone blueprints began to rapidly fuse, analyze, and reconstruct with the actual structure of these parts in front of him.

A bold and crazy idea gradually took shape in his mind.

The "Hummingbird" design was too conservative.

Too much maneuverability was sacrificed for stability and endurance.

If I connected the power cores of these few drones in parallel and optimized the aerodynamic layout...

If I linked its fire control system with my own shooting intuition...

Qin Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter; he seemed to have entered a mysterious state of "epiphany."

He threw away everything in his hands, kept only the most core parts, then sat cross-legged on the ground and began his "creation."

He had no tools; his hands were the most precise instruments.

The technical blueprints were the best drawings.

Disassembling, reorganizing, splicing, debugging...

His movements were sometimes rough, sometimes delicate, full of a wild aesthetic.

Half an hour later.

When the distant horizon began to show a hint of dawn.

A brand new, uniquely strange-looking "drone" lay quietly in front of Qin Feng.

It had the wings of the "Hummingbird," but they were wider and thinner than the "Hummingbird's."

Its body was pieced together from several wrecks, still bearing bullet holes and burn marks, looking hideous.

Its nose didn't carry a machine gun, but instead was embedded with a composite optical lens assembled from three different drones, looking like a hideous compound eye.

This thing was less of a drone and more of an art piece pieced together from trash, full of a post-modern wasteland style.

It's like this for now; when there are enough materials in the future, there is still plenty of room for modification.

Qin Feng looked at his masterpiece, nodded with satisfaction, and a sly smile curled at the corner of his mouth.