The man-tall concrete block, as light as a basketball in its hand, came out with the cathartic force of the rage, smashing directly through the exterior walls and floors.

The sound of the "main tube" in the headphones came to an abrupt end.

The blow may have broken the building's critical load-bearing beams, and the easternmost unit began to collapse.

The crumbling stones clanged against Nantes, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle. If it weren't for being pinched in front of the giant xenomorph, I am afraid that I would be crushed to death by construction waste.

At the dusty collapse site, a floor slab smashed into the old horse's back, shattering into small pieces, and his feet were full of crispy concrete slag, and his movement became sluggish.

The giant xenomorph roared, raised Nantes in his hand high, and grabbed his limbs with four hands, as if to tear him apart on the spot.

Nantes felt the sound of "click, click" in his muscles and bones, and sharp pain came from his limbs, and when he felt that he was about to fall apart, something seemed to shatter in his heart, and then a ghostly light came out of his body, levitating in front of the mutant giant.

It was the alloy bracelet that had never been revealed, emitting a blue glow that had never been seen before, attracting all the attention of the mutant giants.

It didn't hesitate to drop Nantes to the ground, two large hands holding the ghostly light, and its expression was full of surprise.

"Nope! Don't ......" Nantes looked at the bracelet, inexplicably filled with sadness, as if she had a premonition that something worse would happen in the world.

At this moment, the old horse finally got a respite, turned around, fired, and aimed!

The barrel of the Gatling spewed tongues of fire, and the thick bullets puffed into the surrounding buildings, and swept towards the chest and abdomen of the mutant giants, leaving finger-sized holes in their wakes as they hit.

The guy was in pain, so he jumped up and smashed it the old horse not far away.

Two large hands grabbed him by the back and lifted him up to the sky.

The old horse's legs and hands struggled wildly, but to no avail.

"Boom!" His body smashed to the ground, the alloy armor alone weighed hundreds of pounds, and the smoke and dust were everywhere, and Nantes could not see anything, only the heavy impact and the wail of metal bending and shattering. Bullets, gun parts, alloy skeletons were thrown out, and finally the Gatling barrel that had been twisted into twists.

Nantes wanted to help the old horse, but his alloy armor transmission failed, and instead of providing assistance, it pressed on his body and made him unable to move. His right arm was already unconscious, his body did not obey the call, he gasped for breath, and could only call for help with all his might.

Finally, the smoke fell, and their figures reappeared in front of Nantes.

The giant xenomorph crouched down, a big foot on the old horse's chest, the supporting armor on his chest slowly collapsing, the helmet mask shattered, and streams of red blood gushing out of his mouth. The old horse's strength in struggling is getting smaller and smaller......

Nantes shouted his name, but no sound could come out of his throat, he stretched out his left hand, but not a finger could move, and his vision began to blur.

Just when his heart was like ashes, and there was darkness in front of him.

"Phew!" A familiar gunshot rang out through the headphones.

The giant xenomorph let out a howl of pain, and Nan Ding looked at it, and it was not dead after one eye had been blown out, but had just given up on the old horse's ravage, and instead lifted his body, fending off the bullets that were not only flying from nowhere.

Rao is "second master" marksmanship is like a god, and he doesn't dare to shoot when he wields the old horse's body indiscriminately. It was only by using bullets to block his attempts to further harm Nantes that the 6-meter-tall man turned around and fled in a hurry with the old horse on his back.

After a few seconds, its massive body disappeared into the rubble between the buildings.

The old horse's life and death were uncertain, but Nantes seemed to clearly feel that he was still alive.

A red figure hurried here, and after a shuttle of bullets was fired, he raised his leg to chase after it.

"Liu Lang is back, it's important to save people!"

Zhang Yang, dressed in blue paint, knelt on the ground and examined Nantes' injuries.

"Go and save the old horse......"

On that day, Nantes was carried back to the port base by Zhang Yang.

He woke up to a heavy wheezing sound, his body heaving and bumping, his vision was a cold blue metal, and when he looked up slightly, everything was upside down, streets, buildings, burned car shells, weeds and trees were all rapidly receding. Gunfire and explosions are getting farther and farther away.

For some reason, a picture appeared in Nantes's mind, and in the other direction, the mutant giant was also galloping with the old horse on his shoulder. The old horse's dark face was tightly closed, and there was still a trail of blood at the corner of his mouth, which flowed down his face, through his closed eyes, over his forehead, and dripping to the ground.

Nantes saw that his chest seemed to be heaving, and wanted to touch him, but a sharp pain hit his brain, and he immediately fainted after the world whirled.

Three days later, a warm liquid flowed into his mouth, moistening his aching throat. Nantes, who had been asleep, gradually regained consciousness.

"Am I not dead yet?" A question swirled through his mind.

"It's just some skin trauma, what's the matter?" This is the sweet voice of "Sister Hua", which sounds so cold and harsh at this moment.

"I'm almost crippled, it's called a skin wound?"

"It's better than a real cripple!"

"Why don't you make a noise when you're fighting? I thought you were dead! ”

"I can't be exposed! That level 3 variant can sense my presence. ”

"Then watch me die?"

"Didn't you end up trading your life with the bracelet?"

"......" Nantes was sullen for a while, and simply didn't look over. Thinking about the past few years, it seems that "Sister Hua" has been helping him, and he really doesn't know what this mysterious bracelet is parasitic on himself. I asked, but I always didn't say.

At this time, a tired and hoarse voice sounded: "Pumpkin, are you awake?" ”

Nantes slowly opened his eyes, and saw Zhang Yang, who had "lost his footing", with an excited face, and was turning his head to shout.

The next moment, the beautiful red lips of the "second master" and Liu Lang's compassionate gaze gradually came into view. "I'll just say, this guy is going to fight the beating!" The praise of "Mandrill" always makes people spurt blood.

"Where's the manager?"

"He's fine, he'll be repairing your alloy armor in the workshop." Zhang Yang muttered while checking Nantes's body: "It's really strange, it's only been 3 days, how can your injuries recover so quickly......"

"Where's the old horse?"

The "second master" held Nantes's hand, and before he could speak, he burst into tears: "The search and rescue team did not find his body near the battlefield, and when expanding the search area, he was attacked by mutant monsters and suffered heavy losses, so ......"

"I'm going to save the old horse!"

Nantes said and rolled over and got out of bed, and left directly, leaving a room of people with jaws dropped: "This guy had multiple fractures all over his body 3 days ago, why did he sleep for two days and look like no one else?" ”

"Damn, it's not scientific!"

"Zhang Yang, did you send him to the recovery warehouse last night?"

"I didn't, didn't he ......"

"Shhhh

From this day on, the pest squad seems to have one more secret, a secret that only the four of them know.

In the workshop, Nantes saw that the mechanical arm was busy and busy, the upper body of her golden alloy armor was badly damaged, and the "general manager" was reshaping the metal skeleton.

This man, who has always cherished his face, has grown a layer of fine stubble.

"You haven't slept in the past few days?" Nantes tapped him on the shoulder, startling the little man.

He looked back and saw that it was Nantes, and jumped to his feet excitedly and shouted, "Nantes! It's really you, you're awake...... Yes! How do you recover so fast. ”

Again, he made a hellish face.

"I don't know why, but I'm feeling pretty good right now, and I'm full of energy. When will this armor be repaired? ”

"It's going to be tonight at the earliest, there are too many injured people in the base, and there is a shortage of parts!" The manager said as he pointed to other nearby maintenance stations.

Nantes noticed that in the huge repair workshop, more than 20 positions were all filled with broken alloy armor, and every mechanic was busy.

"What's going on? How could there be such heavy casualties? ”

"Now, be quiet!" The manager lowered his voice and explained: "The few on the left are the Volcano team, they were caught off guard by the hundreds of mutants we drove over, 6 people were killed, the captain "Volcano" persevered to the end, relying on reinforcements from other teams to get seriously injured and save a life. ”

As for the dozen or so positions on the right, the main reason is that when searching and rescuing Lao Ma, he encountered a large number of mutants and suffered particularly heavy losses. "The Dreadnought Regiment lost 24 men in one day yesterday, the largest casualty in history......"

"No, it's 23! The old horse is still alive! ”

"What? Why are you so sure? ”

"Intuition!"