Tears, for soldiers, mean weakness, failure, and incompetence, but there is a kind of tear that reflects the weakest side of these tough guys, that is, the tears of sadness shed for their comrades!

This kind of tears has nothing to do with weakness, let alone failure, but their supreme reverence for the soul of the army as soldiers, this is the tears shed for the sacrificed comrades-in-arms, these tears, with bitterness, but also with their bloody memories of suffering!

At this moment, She Zhenguo cried, these tears were his guilt for Long Hanxue, he was guilty of not being able to take care of Long Hanxue's only son, these tears were his guilt for the entire Long family, he was guilty of the motherland and the people's dedication to the Long family, these tears were his guilt for all the soldiers who died in green uniforms, and he was guilty that as a comrade-in-arms and leader, he couldn't let them come down from the battlefield alive!

Perhaps, many soldiers who are fighting on the front line, looking at the leaders behind them who are hiding in the command room and arranging the formation, can be exempted from charging into battle like them, and can be exempted from facing war and death, but they never know that as a leader, as a commander, the kind of people who send their subordinates to the battlefield alive, but in the end can only watch their subordinates die on the battlefield, and finally be carried on a stretcher and covered with the national flag to remove the corpses, the kind of heart-rending in their hearts, that kind of life is worse than death!

If they could, they would rather carry their guns themselves and fight with them in blood, even standing in front of these fighters and blocking every bullet fired for them!

But they are soldiers, and the duty of soldiers is higher than life, which makes them have to bear the suffering of losing their comrades and subordinates, and this suffering is like a soul trapped in the eighteen layers of hell, until the moment when they completely disappear, this pain will end completely!

She Zhenguo is the general staff of the Dragon Scale Guard, and he is the commander of the first army, he looked at his subordinates, his brothers fell one by one, at this moment, if he can't even keep the son of his former comrade-in-arms, what face does he have to say goodbye to Long Hanxue, goodbye to those comrades-in-arms who sacrificed their lives for the country?

He pleaded with Wu Xuesen again in an almost crying voice: "Dr. Wu, please, find a way to save him, he is a soldier, a thoughtful and promising soldier, and the future of the military community of country Z, no matter what way you think, you must save him!" ”

"What did you say?" At this moment, Wu Xuesen, who was almost like a frosted eggplant, bowed his head and was depressed, suddenly raised his head suddenly, and two essences radiated from his eyes, like starlight penetrating the fog in the dark night, as if he saw the light again in this darkness!

"Huh?" She Zhenguo looked at Wu Xuesen's hopeful eyes, and said a little blankly: "I said that he is a promising soldier and the future of the entire military community of country Z!" ”

"No, the last sentence, what did you say in the last sentence?"

"Thoughts!" She Zhenguo said a little dazedly: "I said that he is a thoughtful soldier!" ”

"Yes, it's thought, it's thought!" Wu Xuesen's whole person was like a spring, he suddenly ejected from the chair, and asked the scientific researchers around him: "Tell me, his brain waves, brain wave amplitude!" ”

"Report!" At this moment, the researcher who was detecting the frequency of the brain waves immediately read: "After the oxygen is increased, the frequency of the brain waves continues to accelerate, from the ultra-α band to the β band!" ”

When Wu Xuesen heard this, his originally dead face, instantly flashed with excitement, and he only heard him shout in an excited voice: "Quick, report frequency!" ”

"Report, more than one hundred and twenty times per second, this is completely beyond ordinary people!"

You must know that the normal person's α band is between eight and thirteen times per second, while the β band in the excited state is between fourteen and thirty times per second, and Long Zhan's brain wave state is almost completely in a state of super-excitement, if this state continues, then his mental power will be like an overload resistance, and it will eventually be completely burned out!

But at this almost absolutely critical moment, Wu Xuesen did not show any worries, on the contrary, his face was filled with irrepressible excitement, and his whole face was replaced by ruddy in an instant, as if a father who had seen his newborn, and couldn't help laughing:

"Haha, it's okay, he's fine, he's not completely infected, no, to be precise, he's not swallowed by that zombie-like genetic virus, he's not a zombie yet, he still has thoughts, and he has almost extraordinary spiritual power!"

"But Doctor, even if he still has a mind, even if he is not a zombie now, what about his injuries? In the absence of metabolism, his injuries are impossible to heal themselves, even if we use the existing technical means to transplant skin and flesh for him, his body will still produce rejection, which is equivalent to poisoning him! ”

Li Yafei on the side stared at Wu Xuesen with puzzled eyes, as if this was an obstacle that they couldn't overcome at all, you know, according to the zombie ashes that Wu Xuesen brought back, although the lives of these zombies are complete, they have no ability to heal themselves, that is to say, the scars left on these monsters are permanent!

Long Zhan is a soldier, but also an image of an army, even if he is completely revived, a soldier with a zombie-like physique, even if he has thoughts, so what? It's impossible to give him a head replacement operation, right?

After all, no matter who it is, when he sees his body that is almost as broken as a zombie, let alone fighting, maybe he may not even have the courage to live, so it is better to live like a walking dead with peace of mind!

But Wu Xuesen didn't seem to care about the question raised by Li Yafei, he was lying on the glass cover like an excited child, staring at Long Zhan's body tightly, and then let out a childlike sound of joy by himself!

"Doctor!"

Finally, Liu Qing reminded in a whisper on the side, but Wu Xuesen seemed to be completely immersed in his own thought world, knowing that She Zhenguo patted him on the shoulder behind him, Wu Xuesen turned his head slightly and said:

"Do you remember, last time, how did this kid's flesh grow?"

"It's a growth promoter enzyme, a growth promoter enzyme is injected into his spinal nerves, and then ......" Liu Qing immediately replied like a student answering a teacher's question, but before his words could completely fall, he was directly interrupted by Wu Xuesen:

"No, you're all wrong, growth promoter enzyme is just a catalyst, and it's just a catalyst, what really makes him grow skin and flesh tissue, nerves, and even internal organs, is his bones, those bones that have been completely modified by infected genes, so even without growth promoter enzymes as a catalyst, his recovery is only a matter of time, ten years, twenty years, maybe longer......"

Wu Xuesen's words were like a sudden dispelling of the dark sun, which made all the researchers present completely fall into contemplation, and fell into the scene at the moment of Long Zhan's resurrection, but as their thoughts deepened, the look of doubt on their faces was gradually replaced by fear!

(End of chapter)