Chapter 79: Different sounds

The thick smoke slowly dissipated from the valley, revealing a few wisps of yellowish morning light from the gaps covered by thick clouds. The translucent mist slowly drifted through the mountains, reflecting a colorful and thin halo, covering the desolate earth with a layer of illusory colorful clothes that seemed magnificent but had no actual value.

A bomb bombing hole of more than ten meters turned the solid concrete wall into two parts from the middle. The uneven crack edges protruded countless bent and twisted steel bars. With a light push of their fingers, the scattered cement blocks rolled down slowly, revealing a gap hidden in the middle of the slag.

Skeleton soldiers wearing light gray combat uniforms ran back and forth around the broken buildings. They used various simple materials to temporarily repair the warning towers around the wall, moved the blown-up machine guns, and reset other weapons. On the clearing ground in the center of the outpost, more than fifty bodies in brown uniforms and cross signs lay across the chest. The "Sword of God" armed monks were very fierce. These believers who were occupied by fanatical religious thinking would rather die in battle than surrender to their opponents.

On a specially cleaned concrete floor next to the body, Cajetano, whose head was completely blown away.

Lying flat on the ground, he maintained a straight posture. Against the backdrop of his neat lieutenant uniform and shiny military boots, his thin body showed a bit of the unique temperament of a soldier. From a distance, this body that had lost its head was more visually tempting than the madman who stayed naked in the office at any time.

Colonel Evans stood about five meters away from the body in a standard attentive posture. A slightly cold wind blew past his side, causing his gray hair to swell. Hundreds of skeleton warriors, including Human, stood in a row not far behind him. Although the soldiers stood at a standard posture and looked solemn and impeccable, they released unconcealed joy and ease from their eyes.

No one wants to be ravaged by himself as a toy, and the same is true for copying people...

Half an hour later, under the leadership of the messenger, Lin Xiang walked into the command room temporarily set up in the outpost.

Colonel Evans, wearing a combat suit, sat upright on the chair behind the wooden table, silently staring at the mercenary standing in front of him with a cold and complicated gaze. It took him a long time to raise his right hand wearing white gloves, pointing to a wooden chair placed in the corner of the wall opposite, and said lightly: "Sit!"

"Thank you!" Lin Xiang sat down calmly. In his black eyes, there was a warm light that made people feel very comfortable.

After a simple opening remark, there is a long period of silence.

To be honest, in Colonel Evans's opinion, Lin Xiang was a very excellent young man. Although this was because he saved the Hugman team, there were some preconceived personal sensory factors, and more importantly, when he faced Cayetano's sexual harassment and threat, he actually got angry and beaten up the perverted lunatic on the spot.

The colonel felt inferior to such courage. You should know that Cajetano is not just a simple base garrison officer, but also a powerful parasite. As for this young mercenary, the information shows that his strength is only a level five evolutionist.

Thinking of this, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Colonel Evans's mouth.

If the information is credible, why can't I feel the aura of supernatural powers on the other party at all? There are many things that are not as simple as it seems...

Thinking of this, he opened the drawer, took out a black plastic film bag the size of a palm, gently pushed it to the opposite side of the table with his hand, leaned his body slightly forward, looked at Lin Xiang, and said, "Hold it, this is yours."

There are two items in the bag.

A brand new mercenary identity document marked with the symbol "s".

A credit card with a black skull pattern as a sign.

Lin Xiang picked up the exquisite and compact card, pinched it between his fingers and rubbed it back and forth, giving him a very comfortable and smooth texture.

"According to the order of Lieutenant Cajetano, these things are the rewards that must be paid after completing the commissioned tasks. I just did what I should have done."

The colonel looked into Lin Xiang's eyes and said seriously in a tone that could not hear the sadness, "Those damn religious believers are so terrible. They actually sent the best snipers to kill Lieutenant Cajetano in a daze. We will avenge this revenge sooner or later-"

"Those guys wearing crosses on their chests should be allowed to disappear from the earth forever." Lin Xiang, who had a sense of justice on his face, put his credit card in his pocket, raised his arms indignantly, and waved them hard in the air.

"He is a good man. Unfortunately, he died too young."

"We should help him erect a tombstone."

Colonel Evans looked at Lin Xiang's face, and a meaningful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If I remember correctly, you stayed by my side when you attacked the outpost. Is that true?"

Lin Xiang nodded calmly: "I have conducted a comprehensive reconnaissance of the target. You ask me to provide relevant information at any time and indicate the coordinates of the artillery attack on the map."

"You are an excellent soldier." The colonel's smile became stronger.

"You are the most competent commander I have ever seen." Lin Xiang looked at him seriously: "If there is no mission commission at the d212 base for the time being, I want to try my luck elsewhere. Mercenaries also have to have a meal."

When Lin Xiang drove his "Hummer" off-road vehicle slowly out of the D212 base gate, the spacious carriage was filled with enough supplies and ammunition, and there were two full radiation-resistant potions with special marks of the Skeleton Knights in his pocket. As for the balance in the credit card, there were only half left.

Colonel Evans was very generous. Within the scope of his authority, he asked Lin Xiang to pick up a big advantage - a full resistance agent with a unit price of up to 100,000 skeleton yuan, which only cost half the price.

This is an exchange, which can also be understood as an alternative form of reward. Of course, according to the different ways of human thinking, it may also be extended to other and more explanations. No matter which way of understanding it, it cannot change the fact that Lieutenant Cajetano died in battle.

As we came, the road to the south still remains as dilapidated as before. Occasionally, the traces left by the collapsed buildings can be seen on the roadside, the square foundation surface filled with rocks and concrete slags, and a few tender green grass stems that stubbornly emerged from the gaps. They bypassed the obstacles composed of rusted steel bars and various waste garbage. Their tender bodies stood proudly in the cold air flow that gently stroked, and declared the beginning of another season in their own way.

Smoke and dust rose at the end of the road in the distance. With the roar of the engine, the thick and strong off-road jeep gradually magnified from far to near, causing the sand and dust on the ground to tremble violently.

The toes were gently pressing on the accelerator, and the stretched arms controlled the steering wheel. The cold wind blew from the window hit the face, causing a slight numbness and itch like a needle. The speed and inertia suppressed the body that wanted to restless at any time, but urged the wide and thick tires to fly over the road surface, leaving two parallel and equally spaced white ruts.

Lin Xiang's face was as calm as the deep pool water. No one could guess what kind of gaze would be emitted from his eyes covered by sunglasses.

Like the old world, the world of radiant ruins also has dirty hierarchy and power desires. Whether it is the Skeleton Knights or the Sword of God, Lin Xiang is just a small character compared to it. Whoever wins and loses on both sides has nothing to do with him. He will only fight for his own survival, and there is no justice or meaning. If you have to add a titled appendix to the action and before it, then only the word "value" is the most suitable.

In that era of destruction, "dominate the world" has always been a great goal for conspirators to fight for forever. Obviously, the Knights of Skeletons and the Sword of God are still continuing the dreams of the arrogant. They are like ferocious and aggressive crickets, fighting desperately in the narrow space of the earth that is prohibited by nature, until they are scarred and broken. The ultimate goal is only one - to occupy everything.

If this war is for a certain kind of interests, then Lin Xiang can understand it. Just like in the old days, the superpowers did not hesitate to launch a war in order to compete for oil or other scarce resources. So what about now? Apart from radiation, there is nothing in the world, and even clean drinking water and food are extremely lacking. For a piece of bread or a sip of water, refugees can fight for it at the cost of their lives. This simplest and direct pursuit, compared with the mutual crushing of the two major groups, can undoubtedly reflect the value of interests.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiang couldn't help but think. He let go of his right hand holding the steering wheel, and took out a rectangular paper box the size of a palm from the side pocket of the backpack placed in the passenger seat. He used his teeth to tear the surface of the packaging, and exposed a brown-black block object from the gap of the bright silver tin foil wrapped inside.

This is a piece of cream chocolate made by the Skeleton Knights. On the list of supplies available for purchase at the D212 base, it is listed as a supplement to Class A military rations. The price is also as high as 5,000 skeletons per 100 grams.

Before leaving, Colonel Evans gave him five boxes of supplies. In addition to cigarettes and wine, more than half of them were this high-calorie food.

The candy cubes chewed in the mouth still have the taste of memory. They are fragrant, soft and smooth, and are so sweet that they almost make people want to cry.

A full century!

The Knights and the Church are not short of food and water, and they do not have the threat of hunger or thirst. These large groups that inherited the technological civilization of the old era obviously have abundant grain bases and various complete resource production equipment. These things may not be able to feed too many people, but they are enough to feed a considerable number of soldiers and replicants to maintain the necessary force and dominance.

What is the purpose of the war between them?

population?

land?

resource?

Perhaps, it is related to the sentence Adair judged from the lip shape of the old Pope Benedict XVI - "We are deceived"?

A faint excitement and inexplicable pleasure filled Lin Xiang's body.

That is the effect of chocolate. This sugar cube is rich in phenethylamine, which can make people feel happy and happy enough.

He got both the blood of Adele and Cajetano.

The moment the blood was injected into the body, Lin Xiang clearly felt two completely different abilities, which were being greedily absorbed by his body. His muscles became stronger, his nerve reaction speed became more sensitive, and his brain controlled and absorbed these foreign genes, completely taking them for themselves, and turning the traits they possessed in forever become part of himself.

Adaer's blood womb has an inducing effect. While strengthening Lin Xiang's physique, he also gave him a new skill - air wall protection.

This should be a special effect of cells in adsorbing air, causing it to condense in large quantities around the body, forming a gas mass without substance, which hinders and decomposes external impact forces. Unfortunately, Lin Xiang does not think that this skill is of any help in actual combat. In addition to guiding a large amount of oxygen to move along with the body and accelerating the consumption of blood oxygen content caused by supplementary exercise, he really can't see what this superpower is useful.

As for Cajetano, it really brought him unexpected surprises.

Perhaps it is because of the crazy disease he has, or it may be because of the biased guidance of the brain lesion tissue to parasitic viruses. After the blood of the Skeleton Ensign dissolved into Lin Xiang's body, it expanded the limit of the field of thinking perception and exploration by more than three times. At the same time, Lin Xiang's skin also inherited the crazy neurotic nature of Cayetano - it became extremely sensitive, and even the slight vibration from a distance could accurately distinguish the specific coordinates and orientations through the contact between the blood flow and the skin. The most direct manifestation of this change is that even when the vision is completely blocked, Lin Xiang can feel the movements caused by an insect close to the ground hundreds of meters away from the ground flapping its wings and kill it in the shooting world.

From Cajetano, Lin Xiang truly understood a motto from the old era - "Even a waste has its own unique function."

Both the Knights and the Hand of God made him feel an unspeakable disgust. Although not all members of these two groups were unforgivable.

Even he himself couldn't explain why Adal was let go. But he was sure that this man who had lost his faith and direction in the entanglement of chaos and death should be able to regain his abandoned kindness and persistence.

In essence, he is not a bad guy.

Lin Xiang now just wants to return to Yinyue Town as soon as possible. In addition to inquiring from Xuman, there may be a large number of compatriots in the northwest direction, this town is his only spiritual sustenance in this era and the most direct promoter of his existence and combat.

Moreover, he promised Wang Biao to bring back the precious 100% radiation anti-radiation agent as soon as possible. This is also the best gift for the child about to be born.

On the vast plain, the off-road vehicle was running at a steady speed. The rear of the car was dragging a thick dust column obliquely. As the air was diluted and the distance of the car body quickly moved away, the gray-yellow mist body gradually became thicker and larger like the stimulated male lower body. After releasing all the contents, it completely dissipated in the slightly cold air.

Suddenly, Lin Xiang keenly caught a strange sound from the sound of the wind whistling outside the car window.

He stepped on the brakes hard, and the off-road vehicle at the speed of forcibly stopped, under the push of huge inertia, the rear of the car suddenly moved forward. With the harsh friction between the rubber tires and the ground, the body of the car fell 180 degrees on the road, steadily occupying the left side of the road.

The dry cold wind was still blowing vigorously, and they were wrapped in fine sand and dust, swelling every gap in the battle suit. These airflows without substance shouted like ghosts, sweeping through the empty wilderness, swallowing everything that could be taken away, rolling wildly into the distance, and never coming back.

The engine of the off-road vehicle was completely turned off. Lin Xiang closed his eyes and leaned on the driver's seat higher than his head, releasing every cell with exploration ability in his body, feeling silently, and distinguishing all the movements except the sound of the wind.

He was sure he must have heard something. The sound was very small and vague, and was swept by the violent wind, but it did exist...

Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide open, quickly pinched the key inserted into the car lock with his right hand, and rotated it hard in the clockwise direction. While the left foot raised the clutch, his right foot took the opportunity to step the accelerator to the bottom. The off-road vehicle roared like a hungry lion who discovered prey. As the rear wheel rotated rapidly, it dug out the ground with a irresistible tremor. It rushed down the road at a terrible speed and galloped towards the horizon occupied by the edge of the blurred mountain range.

Lin Xiang, who was expressionless, held the steering wheel with one hand and grabbed the ak100 assault rifle next to the driver's seat with the other. While using the accelerator and speed to temporarily control the body, he quickly pulled the safety open, put the cold muzzle high in front of the open windshield of the right seat, and quickly rotated the steering wheel through the sparse bushes, and crushed it straight from the barren ground covered with sand.

This time, he clearly heard the vaguely discernible voice.

From resurrection to the present, Lin Xiang has only heard two languages.

One is the English language that is known as the most widely used area in the old era.

Another type is Chinese, which has the largest number of users, the richest expression meaning, and the most complex.

The short shout he heard belongs to the latter. The meaning it represents is also very clear.

"Help, save us-"
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