After getting rid of himself as a burden, the battle over there ended much faster than he expected, which made Jiawen feel a little sad.

Is there really such a big gap in strength between myself, a sixth-level magical mechanized soldier, and General Zhao Hao, who is in the unparalleled realm?

Thinking of this, Jiawen actually felt a little frustrated.

In the process, he had also been taken back to a medical ship in the rear by the unsmiling Iron Wall Legion soldier for treatment.

After a battle begins, the hospital ship at the rear is definitely one of the busiest places.

Because soldiers injured on the frontline battlefield will be continuously sent here for treatment.

When Jiawen was first sent in, as a legion commander who had suffered disabling injuries, he naturally received special care.

Several medical soldiers hurried over, confirmed the condition of his injuries, asked him a few questions, and then found an open space for him to sit down before leaving.

To put it more directly, no one cares about him anymore...

This is not to say that they are being targeted, but because the medical team also prioritizes their rescue efforts.

Just now, Jiawen, who lost his left leg, was assigned to the lowest priority...

A disabling injury like the loss of an arm or a broken leg has a very high severity and priority.

If he could get his broken leg back, the hospital ship would definitely arrange an emergency suturing operation for him as quickly as possible.

But the problem is that his entire left leg was destroyed by the enemy's energy attack...

The wound became charred black due to the energy attack. Fortunately, the bleeding stopped, so the injury will not continue to worsen.

Under this premise, Jiawen only has one choice if he wants to receive treatment.

That is to first equip him with a mechanical prosthetic leg for makeshift use. At the same time, the alchemists behind will use genetic breeding technology to grow a new leg for Jarvan and then replace it with him.

Let’s not talk about getting a new leg. Let’s just say that this mechanical prosthetic leg is ready.

Even if Jiawen is equipped with mechanical prosthetics at the fastest speed, it will still take a long time for Jiawen to adapt and adjust the mechanical prostheses.

So no matter how hard he tried, Jiawen would not be able to return to the battlefield in a short period of time.

This makes him unable to contribute to the current battle at this stage.

Under this premise, the situation was more urgent than his wounded soldiers. Jiawen could only drag his remaining right leg with a melancholy look on his face, and paralyzed at the place the medics found for him, so as not to hinder him.

The medical soldiers running back and forth treated other wounded soldiers.

After that, the passing medic temporarily found him a crutch so that he could have some mobility when necessary.

Just like that, a period of time passed, and the arrival of a figure brought Jiawen, who was paralyzed there, to regain his consciousness a little.

And that figure was none other than Zhao Hao, who had saved him before.

Zhao Hao withdrew from the front line before his unparalleled state reached its limit.

Wushuang was then released, and although he was basically uninjured, Zhao Hao's face was slightly pale due to his own weak state.

Just when he was about to find a place to relax for a while, a voice stopped him.

"Then, that General Zhao Hao..."

How noisy is this hospital ship right now?

However, Zhao Hao is a strong man at the unparalleled level after all. Although he is now in a weak state, his entire senses are still sharp.

Even when Jiawen stood up on crutches and approached him, Zhao Hao had already noticed his presence.

"What's the matter?"

"Thank you General Zhao Hao for your life-saving grace on the battlefield."

"We are all colleagues, there is no need to be like this."

Meeting Zhao Hao's calm gaze, Jiawen felt a little embarrassed because of his embarrassing appearance before, while Zhao Hao was very calm.

He neither made a condescending gesture because he saved the other party, nor laughed at the other party because of his poor performance.

Newcomers who are entering the battlefield for the first time have seen too many veterans like them.

Most of them know what kind of performance it will have, so naturally they don't have too many expectations for it.

Zhao Hao actually doesn't hate people like Jiawen who will resent his poor performance.

This at least shows that the other party is motivated.

A newcomer who forgives himself, takes his or her poor performance for granted, or even passes the blame to others has little future.

Probably seeing that Jiawen seemed to have something to say, Zhao Hao glanced at the crowded area with people coming and going, and then spoke...

"Come with me."

According to Zhao Hao's status, it would be no problem to borrow a place on this medical ship.

After taking a look at the surroundings filled with debris, Jiawen reluctantly stood down, his expression slightly subtle.

Zhao Hao, on the other hand, had a accustomed expression on his face.

"At this juncture, it would be nice to have a place to chat alone. Don't ask for too much."

Having said this, Zhao Hao's eyes fell on Jiawen again.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

In response to this, Jiawen opened his mouth a few times, and after being slightly confused for two seconds, he finally asked about the things that were bothering him.

What Jiawen has been struggling with is, to put it bluntly, the difference in strength between the two of them.

Although he also knows that even if they are at the same level, there will be a significant gap in strength.

But what Jiawen can't understand is why the difference in strength is so big.

That S-class warrior from the mechanical tribe was accompanied by four A-class warriors. It was easy to kill him.

But after facing Zhao Hao, the opponent even turned on the annihilation mode, but was still completely wiped out by Zhao Hao alone, and in the process, Zhao Hao was basically not injured.

In response to this problem, Jiawen itself has its own shortcomings in hard power.

Facing a strong enemy for the first time, the initiative was taken away by the opposing mechanical warriors, and he fell into passivity. This, coupled with the nervousness in his heart, affected his judgment and performance, which was also one of the reasons.

But in Zhao Hao's opinion, the biggest reason is still those four words: lack of experience!

"The machine race will collect intelligence and analyze it. You should be very clear about this."

In response, Jiawen nodded slightly.

"Yes, this was mentioned in the enemy analysis class, but I have never fought against the mechanical tribe's troops before. The other party probably did not collect much information about me."

Hearing this, Zhao Hao couldn't help but shook his head.

"It is true that the Machine Tribe has not collected information about you before, but they have information about Magical Robots, and the amount of information is not small enough to support their big data analysis. Under this premise, your action pattern is realistic.
Chapter completed!