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Chapter 73 The monk

Chapter 73: The monk

"Swoosh--"

A rocket dragging orange tail flames drew a curved track in the air from top to bottom, exploded about five meters away from the rock. With the deafening explosion, large pieces of scattered stones were lifted up high, and under the push of inertial force, they fell like raindrops in their respective directions.

At the same time, an attacker lying on the top of the mountain keenly caught the abnormal movement of the target hiding behind the rock. He decisively pulled the trigger, and the huge warhead accurately drilled into the arm of a skeleton warrior. With a shrill scream, a bright red blood mist sprayed out not far from the edge of the rock.

"Damn it, hide, hide quickly-"

While shouting, Hugman dragged the injured person's legs and pulled back the dead corner behind the rock. He took off his first aid kit and took out an anesthetic spray and hemostasis bandages to wrap around the wound in a hurry.

Along with him, only three soldiers and just injured teammates were left - the entire team's death rate exceeded half.

When he was attacked, he sent a distress signal. Under normal circumstances, rescue troops sent from the departure point and the stronghold station stationed at the other end of the valley would arrive within an hour. However, two hours passed, and Hugman did not hear any counterattack sounds.

Through the cracks of the rocks, looking at the steep and sharp mountain walls opposite, the expression on Heeman's face became more and more gloomy.

He could only judge the approximate position of the opponent by the gun body, but could not organize an effective counterattack - at least four sniper rifles aimed at the rock where the team was hiding. If there was any abnormal movement, a gun would be called immediately.

Even though it was winter, Hugman's entire vest was soaked in sweat of fear and despair.

Without reinforcements, I could only be trapped here to death.

"Hao—"

Suddenly, huge and rough gunshots came from the southern mountains, shaking the entire valley.

Hugman quickly raised the tactical telescope in his hand, and looked at the direction of the shooting from a hidden angle. A blurry figure shook a few times at the top of the mountain pass to the east, like a drunkard falling down the foot of the mountain.

"It's our people-"

Hugman and the surviving soldiers became nervous and excited. They held the weapons in their hands and quickly calculated the dead corners of the no longer tight blockade circle, ready to rush out from behind the rocks at any time and cooperated with the rescuers to launch a counterattack.

A few minutes later, another gunshot echoed over the valley. In response, a fine rain of blood burst out on the hills in the northeast, a hundred meters away.

This time, Hugman finally saw a faint wisp of blue smoke rising from the south hillside. Based on visual estimates, the opponent's shooting distance was at least more than 1,300 meters. In that direction, it was leading to the location where the team was stationed.

The attackers hiding on the top of the mountain seemed to have lost patience, and several black shadows quickly narrowed the distance that could be reached in sight. Maybe they felt unwilling to accept it! A dazzling fire suddenly appeared from their direction. At this moment, dull gunfire sounds came from the mountain pass on the south side again. The flames quickly expanded into fireballs, which then triggered a violent shocking explosion. A thick black smoke rose on the surface of the hills at the blockade entrance to the north.

When Ximan and the remaining team members evacuated the canyon along the mountain road, Lin Xiang also left the lurking sniper position and came to the body of an attacker closest to him.

This is a tall and strong man. The powerful sniper warhead hit his head accurately. Except for the body being kept intact, all parts above his shoulders had exploded into rotten meat scattered on the surrounding ground.

After carefully observing the surrounding environment and confirming that there was no potential danger, Lin Xiang squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and gently stroked the surface of the tan combat suit that wrapped around the body.

The texture of the clothing is very delicate and has the flexibility no less than that of the skeleton Knights' clothing. The elbows and knees are equipped with protective devices made of rubber and cotton. The large-caliber sniper rifle that fell next to it should be a copy of the old Swiss ssg3000. Not only that, the fighting daggers, anti-infantry grenades and various related equipment found on the corpse are far more than the equipment of the mercenaries of the Sosbia Company known to Lin Xiang, and even compared with the Skeleton Knights' Knights'.

There is no doubt that this is a well-trained and well-equipped armed force. But Lin Xiang knows nothing about their actual identity and purpose. After all, his contact with this new world is actually very strange.

After simply looking around, Lin Xiang's eyes finally fell on the chest of the corpse, a special sign about the size of a palm.

It was a dazzling red cross pattern, a long knight sword with an ancient European style, inserted diagonally from the notch in the upper right corner of the pattern and penetrated into the end at the lower left.

"Sword and cross?"

Lin Xiang frowned. The civilized fault caused by the nuclear explosion made the new generation of humans not have a deep understanding of "religion". However, he, who has memories of the old era, is very clear about what meaning this pattern, which has both religious colors and conqueror symbols, will represent.

For some reason, he always felt an indescribable weirdness about this pattern. There seemed to be something missing.

Continue to search for more clues on the body. In his close-fitting pocket near his chest, he found two other items.

Several overlapping and folding banknotes. The base color is pure white. There is a pattern of kind old man shrouded in light yellow light in the center of the coin. There are hollow crosses decorated with classical patterns on both sides of the left and right corners. Just parallel to the upper right corner of the banknote and the currency value number "10", there is a line of red Latin characters printed using letterpress technology.

Lin Xiang is not a professional linguistic scholar, but he is not unfamiliar with this line of text. In the title page of the Bible in the old era, letters with the same content can often be seen on the title pages of the Bible. If they are translated into Chinese, it is... "Salvation".

Another thing is a thin booklet - "The Gospel of the Redeemer"

When I opened the book cover, which was also decorated with a cross pattern as the cover, it was this sentence that caught my eye.

"The evil enemies made the righteous feel entangled with their tyranny and autocracy.

However, those who, in the name of fraternity and kindness,

The warriors who lead the weak through the dark canyon,

Will be protected by God,

Because, he is the true guardian of his fellow men and the rescuer of lost children.

I will be full of hatred and incomparable anger,

Destroy any enemies who attempt to poison and slaughter my fellow countrymen.

The moment I shoot the fire of revenge on you,

You will know that my name is the Lord."

"The Lord..."

Repeating this name that had a special meaning for religious people in the old era, Lin Xiang put all his harvest into his backpack.

He finally understood why he felt that strange and special feeling when he saw the cross pattern.

The clothes, banknotes, and similar patterns appearing in the books are all hollow. There is a very important thing missing on it - the statue of the Son of the Slave of the Passion.

It is somewhat reasonable to use simplified patterns in clothes and banknotes. But even books, which are obviously used for propaganda, are really interesting.

"Probably, Jesus was also killed in that terrible nuclear war. He was able to come to the religious core of this new world alive, leaving only Jehovah alone..."

Musing a joke that was meaningless, Lin Xiang pulled out the dagger from his waist, used the sharp tip of the knife to open the combat suit wrapped around the surface of the corpse, and completely exposed the body of the dead, which kept the last trace of warmth to the cold air.

The sharp blade easily cuts through the soft skin, and the bright red and smooth muscle layer quickly retreats to both sides. The thin fat squeezed into it can be seen at the edge of the broken edge of the red and white skin. When the wind blows, this layer of tender yellow substance will always tremble slightly. It seems that they have not died with the disappearance of the life signal, but have a more vigorous and weird vitality.

Lin Xiang turned the dagger over and stretched it back and forth hard in the neatly arranged gaps of ribs. Soon, he sawed a piece of broken bone the size of a knuckle.

He is not a corpse abuser, nor does he appreciate the special and remoteness of naked corpses. He just wants to find more secrets he doesn't know from this bone.

The edges of the fractured bones are very neat, and the fine bones are combined very tightly, with almost no signs of looseness in the middle. The joints surface are smooth and flat. There is no trace of crack connected to the fracture.

Only strengthening people or evolutionary people have such hard bones.

Based on normal probability, the number of evolutionary individuals among ordinary people due to radiation is about one thousandth. If all mysterious attackers wearing brown combat suits have the same abilities as this corpse, they can only be attributed to the strengthening humans facilitated by using potions.

Lin Xiang has never had a very accurate concept of money. But he will never forget that the first meal he had in Rock Town after he was resurrected was two fist-sized bread he bought for one dollar.

The enhancement agent sold by the "Doctors Association" is the most ordinary and has the worst effect, and can only promote first-level ability, and the price is as high as 10,000 Sosbian dollars.

Institutions that can use strengthening agents on a large scale must be a huge monster with amazing financial resources, technology and strength.

Waving the dagger, he cut off the cloak pattern from the chest of the corpse, and slowly wiped the blood left on the blade. Lin Xiang's calm face slowly released a smile from the heart.

"It seems that I am not the only one who wants to trouble the Skeleton Knights."

Following the narrow mountain path, in the clearings near the edge of the valley, the Hummer team discovered the "Hummer" off-road jeep parked there, with the Knights' logo painted on both sides of the body. The relieved skeleton warrior immediately built a simple fortification based on the location of the vehicle. Under the double psychological torture of anxiety and slightly expectation, he was waiting for reinforcements that he had never met.

Half an hour later, Lin Xiang, who was carrying a fake RPG rocket launcher on his shoulder and slowly walked over from the mountain road and appeared within the sight of the rescued person.

Hugman looked at him carefully.

The sunlight that was weakened to the lowest level by the clouds fell from the sky, and a light spot shone on Lin Xiang's body. The figure that meets the golden ratio shows the unique strength and fitness of men against the light gray combat suit. A slightly long black hair fell from the forehead, forming a very beautiful curved arc. The yellowish and white skin is extremely delicate, and the well-contoured cheeks are enough to make the most beautiful women feel jealous. Especially those eyes that are as transparent as black pearls, are so pure that they cannot see anything extra.

Human instinctively released his hand tightly clamped on the trigger of the AK rifle, reached directly to the opposite side, and said in a grateful and solemn tone: "Hello! I am Second Lieutenant Human, who is affiliated with the Sixth Infantry Brigade of the Twenty-first Defense Zone."

"My name is Lin Xiang, a C-class mercenary under the Knights Order." As he said that, Lin Xiang took out his identity card and handed it over with a smile.

"The guys at the headquarters are all idiots. With your strength, you should at least be rated as A-level or above." Xiuman shook his head dissatisfiedly, looked behind Lin Xiang, and asked in confusion: "Why, you are the only one?"

"I came here after hearing the emergency communication." Lin Xiang threw the seized weapon into the carriage, took out the cross pattern cut from the corpse from his pocket, and spread it in the palm of his hand: "This is found from the attacker."

"Sword of God? It's these guys!" Hughman glanced at him and immediately screamed: "This area does not belong to the sphere of influence of the church, why do they appear here?"

"Church?" Lin Xiang keenly captured the new noun in the other party's words.

"That's a group of guys who claim to be messengers of God and like to pretend to be ghosts." Hugman curled his lips contemptuously and helped the injured soldiers up from the ground: "Go to the camp! I must report the entire battle process as required, and you can also get a very generous commission."

"Happy!"

Lin Xiang smiled and took out the book "Golic of the Redeemer" from his pocket and shook it: "In addition, can you talk about the situation about these guys? Just treat it as a story to pass the boring time..."

"Sword of God" is a complete religious organization.

Their core power is said to be on another continent. However, this does not prevent them from establishing their own strongholds around the world in the name of missionary work. The "Knights of Skeletons" and "Sword of God" have contacts in almost all red areas, and every time the two sides meet, there will be fierce fighting. The only difference is that the former calls this behavior "Consolidation Resource Area", while the latter calls it "retrieve God's territory from the hands of the demons."

Areas occupied by the "Sword of God" are commonly called "Church". According to the area they are located, they will appoint core ruling figures such as bishops or archbishops based on the size of the territory, the population, the degree of resource available, etc. Their status is equivalent to the senior parasital school officials within the Skeleton Knights. Below the bishop, they are priests responsible for managing the settlements of each population in the area. There are churches built in the diocese, and trained missionaries will induce inhabitants to believe in the way of "disseminating the gospel".

Unlike the voluntary beliefs of the Vatican churches in the old era, the so-called "induction" method of "Sword of God" is actually equivalent to coercion. They have their own independent armed institution - the monastery, and the "monarchs" who receive strict training are fully armed soldiers. They hold the Gospels in their left hand and the assault rifle in their right hand, forcing all the people in the ruling area to worship God, and donate half of the resources produced to the local church. After these materials are centrally sorted out, the priests will leave some or all of them back to the bishop-level church based on the development of their towns, for use in military, economic, and development.

The people who ambushed the Human team were just a group of monks.

This is not a believer who stayed in a monastery in the old era and only knew how to practice silently. In addition to chanting "Jehovah" at any time, they were also proficient in fighting, had combat experience, could flexibly manipulate armored vehicles and tanks, threw grenades, and used rpg rocket launchers. What they wore was no longer generous monk suits, but were made of high elastic materials and had good defense capabilities.

A monk is actually a warrior.

They formed relatively independent combat groups with higher-level missionaries as their leaders. Their nature is exactly the same as the combat squads under the Knights.

The "Sword of God" completely abandoned all the good things of Catholicism in the old era. These religious fanatics of the new era no longer believe in Jesus, and the name of the Virgin Mary is no longer mentioned in the New Bible. They only believe in the Lord, only believe in the so-called "Sword of God" and "The Wrath of Lord".

"These guys are a group of madmen. God is a fucking slogan in their mouths. They hold naked girls and vent their animal desires, proclaiming loudly that it is God's will. They use assault rifles to shoot civilians who are unwilling to believe in religion, claiming that it is God's punishment. They will also use excuses such as "God's people share together" to rush into other people's residences and take everything for themselves. To put it bluntly, they are a group of madmen, barbarians, ignorant scum, and religious scum among human beings."

This is what Hugman said.

After listening to all this quietly, Lin Xiang's face did not show any expression. Perhaps as he said - this is a story used to pass the time, with no practical meaning and no intelligence value.
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