The injured eight-winged insect struggled and wanted to fly again, but a piece of wing was destroyed, so it could not take off again. What awaited it was dense artillery fire, and continuous small-caliber grenades bombarded its body, eventually causing it to stop any movement, leaving only its huge and broken body exuding a pungent smell.

"Okay!" At this moment, Lu Dun's bullets were replaced and then he began to exhale anger.

"Battery Commander, we can't stand it anymore!" A company commander with blood on his face rushed to the battalion headquarters and yelled.

"Wait a little longer, the support will arrive soon."

"If you wait any longer, we will all explain it here!"

"I know, go back to command the battle!" The battalion commander yelled directly.

This is his battalion, this is his soldiers. Except for the more than 20 "mutants" who have just arrived, he can call out the names of each soldier, but at least more than half of their names appear on the sacrifice list, and the number is still increasing. This is cutting his flesh with a knife. He wants to retreat, more than anyone else, but the above orders are issued, and he must execute it.

The battle began when it was almost dusk and ended when it was dark in the evening. The battlefield was full of smoke and corpses of insects. After a fierce battle, only 45 survived soldiers of the 13th Battalion, including almost wounded and had no combat ability. They were cleaning the battlefield and tidied the remains of their sacrificed companions.

Until now, the support mentioned above has not arrived yet.

Wang Ling stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips, looking at the road leading to in the darkness ahead.

Without support and even supply was not supplied in time, their dry food and ammunition were almost consumed. There was another wave of bugs, and most of them would die here.

"Trouble!" Zang Wuyang spitted bloody saliva, "I haven't withdrawn yet, I'm waiting to die here!"

There were only two of them left in Wang Ling's squad, and only seven of them were left in the mutant who came to participate in the battle.

Wow, there was another sound of cannon fire in the distance. This was a signal, and another bug was coming in this direction.

"Prepare for battle!" the injured battalion commander shouted in a hoarse voice.

At this moment, Wang Ling vaguely heard the roar of the car engine behind him, and more than one.

As lights shone, military trucks appeared in their field of vision, followed by armored vehicles, tanks, and self-propelled artillery. The support they were looking forward to finally arrived.

"This light is so warm, just like the sun in winter." Zang Wuyang lit a cigarette and sighed.

This time we came not a battalion, but a reinforcement regiment, and they had to stay here for a longer time. After a simple handover, the surviving soldiers of the 13th Battalion got on the truck and evacuated towards the rear together with the bodies of the sacrificial soldiers.

For the time being, artillery fire and gun smoke gradually faded away.

The continuous battle and the continuous fatigue made these people fall asleep one by one by one on the car.

Wang Ling hugged his chest and closed his eyes, but he didn't sleep. He felt that several gazes seemed to fall on him, so he opened his eyes slightly. The light in the car was dim and he could only vaguely see some things through the lights from the vehicles behind him.

Some people slept, but there were still a few people who didn't sleep. One was the battalion commander. His eyes were always looking at the direction of the battlefield outside the car, as if something had fallen there. The other was Zhou Xiaohan, the cold boy with a slightly pale face, and the other was a bald young man. Between his neck, a wolf head was vaguely visible. He was the "mutant" who came with Wang Ling, and was also one of the three best performers during the training camp. His comprehensive abilities were listed behind Zhou Xiaohan and Wang Ling, named Liu Xuanyong.

It's them?

Wang Ling can already determine that it is Zhou Xiaohan and Liu Xuanyong who are staring at him.

"It seems that what they should have seen?"

On the battlefield, Wang Ling killed many insects, and secretly swallowed several crystal nuclei from the insect body in the process. Two of them came from extremely fast swift insects. Although he was very hidden in this process, it was difficult to guarantee that some clues would not be seen, and more importantly.

He touched his chest with his right hand, and there was a crystal core in his pocket under his clothes, the size of a grape. It was obtained after killing the eight-winged insect. This was the first time he had obtained such a crystal core. After he took out the crystal core from the head of the insect, Zhou Xiaohan and Liu Xuanyong had also gone to the corpse of the insect and walked around before leaving. Obviously, they also knew about the crystal core.

How to deal with this crystal core?

If it were in the past, Wang Ling might have taken the risk of swallowing it, but after experiencing the severe pain caused by the crystal nucleus in the body of the swift insect, he canceled this plan.

Obviously, this crystal nucleus cannot be absorbed endlessly, and there are probably some huge risks hidden in it. Therefore, Wang Ling will not use this crystal nucleus until these problems are clarified.

Military trucks carried them all the way and stopped after about two hours. This was a huge rear military base, responsible for military supplies to various defense areas ahead.

After they got off the bus, the injured were picked up by the medical staff, and then everyone had to undergo a physical examination. After confirming that they were not infected with strange bacteria, they were arranged to prepare the barracks. After comfortable washing, they ate hot meals.

"Delicious, um!" For ordinary meals, the soldiers were indeed like eating an imperial banquet, and the wolf spitted voraciously. This was the first time they had such a comfortable and full meal since they joined the war. Some soldiers started crying in a low voice as they ate.

After dinner, they returned to the barracks to rest.

"Hey, are there two guys staring at each other?" Zang Wuyang whispered to Wang Ling before going to bed.

"Zhou Xiaohan and Liu Xuanyong?"

"Hey, you know?!" Zang Wuyang was stunned.

"Well, I found it, too."

"Their eyes are filled with ambiguity, can they be..."

"roll!"

"Hey, you didn't offend them, did you?"

"In the same trench, there is nothing to do with fighting or preparing for battle. How can I offend people? Do you think I can have any conflict with them?"

"Anyway, be careful and beware of them."

It was not calm at night. From time to time, the noises made by cars, helicopters, tanks and many other equipment came from outside. But everyone was too tired and snoring quickly broke out in the barracks.

Well, what's going on?

Before going to bed, Wang Ling tried the crystal core and found that its size seemed to have become smaller.
Chapter completed!