In view of the generals' resolute orders to see people alive and dead to see corpses, on the second day of the nuclear explosion, when the heavy radiation cloud was still shrouded in the sky of A-13, more than a dozen search teams composed of ten people finally set off for A-13. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Rose, one of the transhumans who volunteered to participate in the search party, was assigned to a six-winged high-ranking Angel of Death.

Thankfully, after twelve hours of careful searching, they finally found Van lying naked in an armored vehicle.

However, due to the strong interference of radio waves due to the effects of the particles after the nuclear explosion, they were unable to report their findings to headquarters, and had to leave A-13 on foot with Van on foot.

Lead-gray radiant clouds obscured the daylight in the sky, adding an even more oppressive dullness to the apocalyptic A-13.

The two transhuman warriors used a simple stretcher to carry Fan's body together, and the powerful anesthetic injected into his body in advance was the best guarantee for their own life safety.

The ten-man team didn't say a word all the way, only the sound of silent footsteps echoed in the silent forest.

Vanna's naked upper body was exposed to intense radiation, a stark contrast to the warriors in their tight isolation suits.

The warrior in charge of carrying the stretcher always looked at Fan's body involuntarily.

Perfect, it was so perfect, he couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

The contours of each muscle are clearly visible, as if it had been meticulously carved by the greatest sculptor in the world, and there is not a single blemish to be found.

And more importantly, there is not a single scar on his body, and the firm skin is like a new life.

"Did he never get hurt in the slightest?" The warrior muttered to himself.

Van had his eyes closed, and except for the faint sound of his breathing, he lay on his back like a dead man.

At the end of the line was Rose's slightly thin body, and she was staring at the unconscious Van without blinking, her slightly anxious expression worried.

"Rose, what the hell do you say about Brahma?" Mark, who was walking side by side with Rose, asked in a low voice.

Mark, who thinks he still owes Van a life, simply accompanies Rose when he knows that Rose insists on coming to A-13.

Rose bit her lower lip and shook her head slowly.

Mark sighed anxiously and looked around restlessly.

Before coming here, he had hoped that he would be able to see the living Van in front of him, but when Van finally appeared alive in front of his eyes, he began to regret his original prayer.

He couldn't stop the fate of Fan finally being brought back to the organization, let alone change his final outcome, he could only watch all this happen, there was nothing he could do, nothing could be done.

"Do we really do nothing?" Mark couldn't help but ask in a low voice again.

Rose furrowed her eyebrows tightly and whispered quickly, "Of course not, but it's not time yet."

"We're not going to die, are we?" Mark hesitated.

"I don't know!" Rose replied in an unkind tone.

Mark was anxious to rub his face, but was stopped by the sealed helmet he was wearing on his head.

But the Seraphim Angel of Death at the front of the team suddenly smiled disdainfully, and no one knew why he was laughing.

When the team finally walked out, the central area of A-13 was littered with broken trees and rugged terrain, and three military combat vehicles stopped in front of them.

Rose and Mark glanced at each other without a trace, and then took the stretcher one after the other, and quickly walked in the direction of the chariot.

Then put the still unconscious Van An firmly on the rear drive, and Mark and Rose immediately sat in the driver and co-pilot.

Just as they tried to start the chariot, they found the six-winged Angel of Death standing outside the driver's window.

"Are you in a hurry?"

"Lord Renault, we're just in a hurry to get out of this place." Mark immediately said with a forced smile.

"yes, I remember you weren't in this car when you came."

"My lord, if you want to ride in this car, we can change it right away." Mark nodded repeatedly.

"Then let's change it, but if you want to change it, he can't change it." Renault stretched out his hand and pointed at Van who was lying behind him.

The atmosphere became frozen in an instant, Mark's palms were full of sweat, he was in a dilemma, he was struggling, Renault had obviously seen something, he didn't know what to do next, it was a better choice.

Mark was hesitating, but there was one person who didn't hesitate, Rose, who was sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly jumped into the driver's seat, she started the chariot directly, and then hit the bottom with a foot on the accelerator.

"Buzz!" There was a deafening sound from the chariot, but strangely enough, it was still firmly grounded in place, not moving half a step forward.

Renault smiled sarcastically, threw open the door he had forced it down, grabbed Rose by the neck and grabbed her out of the car, then he pulled the key and released the brake pads that he had stepped on.

Renault clasped Rose's neck hard and slammed her against the trunk, "Stinky **, do you think I didn't hear the communication between you?" You are so bold that you dare to play tricks in front of me! ”

Rose's face flushed with suffocation, and she tried with all her might to break the big hard hands, only to find that it was to no avail.

"Stinky **, struggle hard, but it won't have any effect." Renault grinned wildly.

"Let her go!"

Renault turned around when he heard the voice, "What did you say?" ”

"I say, let her go!" Mark's hands were tightly pressed on the trigger, his eyes were staring at Renault without blinking, and his body trembled slightly, proving that he was suffering from violent psychological fluctuations at this moment.

"Huh." Renault chuckled in a low voice, "Tell me, who gave you the courage to raise a gun in front of me?" ”

Lei Luo dragged Rose slowly towards Mark.

"Don't come here, come here again and I'll shoot!" Mark shouted incoherently.

"Shoot? Then please please tell me who gave you the courage to dare to shoot me! Renault roared angrily, shook off the rose in his hand, and let the rose's delicate body fly fiercely towards the ancient tree in the distance.

"Tell me, who it is!" Renault yelled, and with a dash of the dash rushed in front of Mark, snatching his weapon from his hand in the blink of an eye, and slamming him into the car.

"It's me."

A low and cold voice suddenly came, appearing without warning, but freezing everyone's hearts!

Mark suddenly smiled, "You're dead!" He sneered at Renault, who was close at hand.

"What did you say?" Renault brought his head closer to Mark.

"I said, you're dead!" Mark grinned lightly and said word by word.

"Then I'll kill you first!" Renault was furious, shaking his hands into a fist and about to shatter Mark's head.

But the moment he just raised his hand, a strong force kicked his body out of the air, and after breaking an ancient tree that was the thickness of a person hugging, Renault trembled and fell to his knees.

A tall and majestic figure with a naked upper body, gently hugging Rose's delicate body, looked condescendingly at Renault, who was half-kneeling on the ground.

"Tell me who gave you the courage to kill in front of me."

Rose looked at the cold and rigid side face that was close at hand, and realized the domineering and ruthlessness that belonged to this man alone, she gently leaned into his arms, and tightened her hands around his neck.

At this moment, she just wanted to hide in this man's arms forever.