Licking his lips, which were even drier because of nervousness, Tang Lang used his saber to clean up all the dirt around the "mines" he found.

It was an egg-like object, wrapped in a layer of stone.

Tang Lang would never take it lightly because it looked like a stone, in this former battlefield densely covered with mines, an inconspicuous lump of dirt could also burst open.

Although Tan Tang Lang's demining is mainly based on the keen intuition of death traps cultivated by dancing beside the Grim Reaper for more than a thousand days and nights, the metal detector is also carried with him.

After a few minutes, Tang Lang had to decide with some regret and happiness that this was just a stone egg.

I took it in my hand and checked it, and compared to its size, the weight of two or three catties was a little weird.

Tang Lang threw the stone egg in the open space in front of him, but subconsciously hid in the silhouette of an adult's thigh-thick tree trunk.

Here, being cautious enough has been integrated into the bone marrow of Tang Lang, who has brushed shoulders with death countless times in the past three years.

The stone egg slammed into the ground, and nothing happened except for the sound of crashing into the ground.

Tang Lang let out a light breath without even noticing himself, turned around and prepared to continue the unfinished work, but in the next second, he suddenly turned around.

The instincts that belong to the warrior tell him that there is danger.

He was greeted by a sudden cloud of blue light, which quickly expanded from the size of a football to a diameter of ten meters, submerging Tang Lang and the green military canvas bag with a detonator under his feet.

The speed was so fast, not to mention making a tactical move to dodge, Tang Lang didn't even have time to generate the thoughts in his mind.

With the burst of blue light, the entire mountain began to shake violently, with an intensity equivalent to at least a magnitude 8 earthquake, and the mines on the entire mountain were detonated one by one due to the violent shaking and squeezing.

There was a huge sound, the smoke of gunpowder in the sky, falling rocks, the jungle trees fell, the small animals scattered and fled, the whole mountain was like hell, but in the blue light, it was as if time had stopped, Tang Lang's entire body was frozen in the blue light, and even the pupils that were shrinking slightly were no different from when he turned back before.

Then, the color of the blue light gradually darkens, from dark blue to eerie pitch black, and the light begins to flow, forming a black vortex.

A machine voice appeared in Tang Lang's mind: "The emergency response is excessive, Article 1188 of the Civilization Law stipulates that without permission, no creatures in the early stage of evolution shall be harmed, and the protection procedure shall be activated!" ”

"Protecting peat 。。。。。。" Tang Lang's cranial nerves, whose thoughts had almost stopped, only had time to respond like this, and he completely lost consciousness.

The black vortex suddenly disappeared, carrying Tang Lang and the canvas bag under his feet.

And until this time, an office hundreds of kilometers away, in a mess, not located somewhere on the border of the earthquake zone, actually emitted seismic waves as high as 8 magnitude.

But what's even more bizarre is that only ten seconds later, the seismic wave disappeared.

After the incident, a joint investigation team formed by the Frontier Corps and the Earthquake Bureau rushed to the scene as soon as possible, and was surprised to find that the 10-second earthquake had caused no damage except for the 90 percent detonation of the mines scattered all over the mountains left over from the last century, including the mountain village, which was only 500 meters away from the mountain, and the houses were still in good condition except for the rolling stones that fell from the mountain.

It seems that the energy of the earthquake is only directed at this mountain, and it can even be said that it is only against the countless mines on this mountain. The precision of that energy control is beyond the imagination of all scientists, at least, at this stage, impossible.

The Red Republic advocates materialism, and since it is not man-made, it can only be attributed to the forces of nature. However, all the on-site materials were kept sealed.

There is a position of more than 100 square meters on the mountain, which has not been damaged in any way, including the metal detector that Tang Lang put at the resting point and the expired rice balls, which are intact.

But the man, gone, as if, he has never appeared in this world.

The title of "Defender of the Republic" was placed on Tang Lang, a retired fifth-class sergeant who went missing on a duty to clear mines on the mountain, which was the honor he deserved.

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I don't know how long it took, Tang Lang regained consciousness.

But it seems that the crisis is no better than being a wooden man frozen in blue light.

Tang Lang, who had regained consciousness, was falling, from a height of at least more than fifty meters.

A black vortex identical to Earth's appearance appears above a lush jungle and then disappears.

Tang Lang, who was suddenly spit out by the whirlpool, was like a kite with a broken string, dancing into the jungle.

Of course, Tang Lang's dancing was not because of the fear caused by the terrible weightlessness, he was trying to survive.

The jungle below was his only chance of life, and he had to use the jungle foliage to slow down his descent, otherwise he would have to fall into a pile of meat sauce no matter how strong he was, which would be no better than being blown into a few pieces by a mine.

Fortunately, Tang Lang actually caught the military canvas bag in the air first. Although it contained a detonator that could blow him to pieces.

However, if there was no canvas bag with a sturdy strap, Tang Lang knew that if he rashly grabbed the branches with his hands, the huge gravity was likely to directly tear his palms or the muscles of his arms and shoulders.

Directly falling to death or being killed by a possible impact on the detonator, Tang Lang resolutely chose the latter within one hundredth of a second. Even if it's a 1 in 10,000,000 chance, a strong warrior will go for it.

The calm mind and strong arms and the dense enough branches and foliage of the jungle successfully slowed down Tang Lang's fall, but the huge gravitational acceleration of the fall from a height of fifty meters still made Tang Lang break through the jungle like a meteorite, smashing an unknown number of branches and falling deep into the jungle.

Tang Lang secretly complained, but still made an effort to survive, threw out the canvas bag before landing, and curled up himself in the air, just waiting for the moment he landed, and then landed on his feet and then rolled forward to reduce the terrible impact force, so that the biggest possibility was that his legs were broken, but it was better than falling to death!

Then, he saw a frightened face, a face that looked up at him, but stood still, a face that did not belong to the Chinese.

The blue eyes were wide enough that Tang Lang could see his reflection from the sky from them.

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PS: I've opened a new book, I don't want to talk about old books or anything, as long as the dream is still there, it's never too late, and the starry sky story promised to everyone is finally meeting you, although it's two months later. This time it is still a wave, but this wave is not another wave, not a wave group, but a wave commander, although this slogan is a bit old-fashioned, Fengyue still shouted through the mouth of the protagonist Tang Lang: Our journey is the sea of stars! Brothers, Fengyue needs to collect, recommend tickets, and invest before signing the contract, come on!