The level difference between mutant beasts is very strict, low-level mutant beasts will automatically retreat when they encounter high-level mutant beasts, and low-level mutant beasts dare not provoke high-level mutant beasts until they are at the moment of life and death.

As a second-order mutant beast, the mutant hemp lizard made the mutant green scorpion group retreat as soon as it appeared on the battlefield, and the difference in rank was obvious, so after the mutant hemp lizard was killed by Yang Qian, there was no trace of a mutant green scorpion on the entire battlefield.

Yang Qian saw that the alarm was lifted now, so he put away his black wings with a thought, and the two-handed bone knife also turned into the normal appearance of human hands again, although the soldiers were surprised, they were not too surprised, Yang Qian, who captured the soldier's expression, felt that they should have also seen a lot of human abilities.

The platoon commander saw Yang Qian pinching the soldier's neck, but it was difficult for the soldier to shake one of Yang Qian's arms, and he was carried like a little chicken, so he was secretly frightened, so he hurriedly spoke, and saw that Yang Qian let go of the soldier, and the platoon commander Lao was secretly relieved, he was really afraid that Yang Qian would break the soldier's neck in anger.

Yang Qian's ability to kill the second-order mutant hemp lizard completely shocked all the soldiers present, including the platoon leader, the soldier who shot Yang Qian before was completely subconscious, if he encountered a strong man with a perverse temperament, and saw that he had to be shot if he saved others, he was likely to cut off the soldier's neck on the spot in a fit of rage.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became a little solemn, and the soldiers all had expressions on their faces that they didn't know what to say, but Yang Qian spoke before the platoon commander Lao, and said to the platoon commander Lao: "Do you have a bullet bag, give me a hundred rounds of 58mm caliber bullets." ”

The platoon commander was stunned for a moment, but when he saw Yang Qian pointing to the Type 88 sniper rifle on his body, he instantly realized, and pointed at a soldier and said loudly: "Ao, understand, that Xiao Liu, take the bullet bag in the car and load it with one hundred and fifty rounds." ”

"Yes, platoon commander."

Yang Qian couldn't help but look at this platoon leader a few more times, and secretly sighed that this guy was quite good at being a person, and then Yang Qian asked why they were here, although Yang Qian already had a guess in his heart, they said that it was really the same as he thought.

Without the threat of mutant beasts, the nerves of the warriors were completely relaxed, and they all rested in the shade of the truck.

However, the desert is not a place to stay for a long time, in the desert soldiers not only have to face the scorching heat, but also more threatening is a certain dose of nuclear radiation in the air, which makes every soldier feel frightened, the team did not stay too much here, the soldiers worked together to transport the nuclear warhead to the military truck, and the three military trucks immediately launched their full force to drive out of the desert.

The atmosphere on the No. 3 military truck at the back was solemn.

"Hold on, we will be out of the desert in a few hours, and then a doctor will come to save you, you must hold on, don't sleep."

In the military shed of the military truck, the platoon commander held the hand of a young soldier tightly, and kept saying words of encouragement with red eyes, there was a bloody hole between the soldier's chest and abdomen, even if the platoon commander pressed his wound, the bubbling blood still flowed like a stream, and after a while, the carriage was covered with a layer of blood stains, and the heavy bleeding made the consciousness of the injured soldier a little blurred.

"Papapa", Platoon Commander Lao patted his cheek vigorously and yelled in his ear, "Don't sleep, I ordered you not to sleep, did you hear it, do you dare to disobey, ah?" ”

No matter how the platoon commander shouted and shouted, the soldier still gradually fell into a coma, Yang Qian could feel that the soldier's breath was gradually weakening, as if his soul was slowly coming out of his body, maybe in a few minutes, this soldier would die, although the soldiers in the same car were used to seeing life and death, they still shed hot tears one after another.

Suddenly, Yang Qian, who was silent, spoke, and as soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes looked at him with suspicion and surprise, "Let me try, maybe I can save him." ”

Platoon Commander Lao was also sick and rushed to the hospital, and said eagerly: "You, what you said is true, you can really save him." ”

"I don't dare to say certainly, but I am still somewhat sure...... Now, make room for me. ”

The platoon commander lay down the soldier on the carriage and then gave way to the position, Yang Qian walked to the side of the soldier, probed his snort, and found that he was already angry, the intake of air was less than the outlet, it can be said that one foot has stepped into the Ghost Gate, and what Yang Qian did next was whether he could pull him back from the Ghost Gate.

The Genetic Divine Tree in Yang Qian's body trembled suddenly, and a green light flowed out from the branches, spreading along the meridians in Yang Qian's body to his palm, and Yang Qian's palm visible to the naked eye was wrapped in a touch of green.

Yang Qian aimed at the wound between the soldier's chest and abdomen, and slowly pressed it down with one palm, and the green light poured into the soldier's body along the traction of Yang Qian's mind, and then his wound miraculously stopped bleeding, and slowly squirmed with signs of healing, and his vital signs stabilized when he stopped bleeding, although he was still very weak but temporarily without the danger of his life.

"Gauze blocks, bandages, needlework ......" Yang Qian said as soon as he said, and the soldiers on the side took out the relevant medical supplies from the medical bag, and then Yang Qian was like a professional medical soldier, suturing and bandaging the wounded wounds, and it didn't take a few minutes to complete the treatment of the wounds.

The platoon commander thought that the soldier's life would definitely not be saved, but Yang Qian took action to save his life, which made the platoon commander Lao cry with excitement and joy, if he hadn't seen Yang Qian's ferocity with his own eyes, the platoon commander Lao really wanted to give Yang Qian a comrade-like hug, but ...... He didn't dare.

"Thank you." Platoon Commander Lao had a thousand words, and finally condensed them into these two words.

Yang Qian just smiled faintly, "No thanks, it's just a trivial matter." "For Yang Qian, saving someone is not a great deal, and also taking this opportunity to save people, Yang Qian has also discovered a new use for his ability, why not do it!

Gradually, the dose of nuclear radiation in the air dropped to less than 1 gray, which also meant that the convoy had successfully left Lop Nur, not far from the edge of the desert, and the soldiers could finally take off their radiation and chemical protective suits after confirming that they were safe.

Driving on the desert road on the asphalt road, looking at the scenery speeding by the roadside, Yang Qian couldn't help but feel some emotion in his heart, once upon a time he thought that he might have to go through a few weeks or even months of long-distance travel out of the desert, and greatly increased his speed when flying, but what he didn't expect was that the nuclear radiation had improved Yang Qian's genetic ability, and under the guidance of the second-order mutant hemp lizard gene, Yang Qian successfully broke through the bottleneck from the first order to the second order and became a second-order ability.

Feeling the surging power in his body more surging than before, Yang Qian's confidence in his way home was high, but when he thought of those bloody pictures, Yang Qian's eyes were full of bloodthirsty killing intent, and he couldn't forget the scene in the orphanage, let alone Qianqian's crying again and again.

The soldiers on the car suddenly sensed a strong murderous aura, which made everyone's hearts tighten, and they felt as if a big hand was pinching their necks and couldn't breathe, but fortunately, this feeling was fleeting, and everyone who was scared out of a cold sweat looked at Yang Qian, whose bodies trembled a few times and calmed down.

Yang Qian learned from the platoon commander that although the Xinjiang Military Region had recovered Urumqi, it had also consumed a lot of ammunition, and many surrounding counties and towns had not had time to clean up, and a series of tasks such as releasing survivors, searching for food, and eliminating zombies had made the Urumqi military and government very busy, and the recovery speed was not fast.

After coming out of the Taklamakan Desert, it was still hundreds of kilometers to get to Urumqi, and the time passed rapidly with the rolling of the wheels, and gradually the moon hung in the sky, and the convoy stopped in front of a dilapidated house, and the only two or three zombies in the room were also shot by the soldiers.

Outside the dilapidated house, the soldiers took several large iron pots collected from the house, placed an earthen stove on the ground, picked up a little firewood and began to make a fire to cook, saying that cooking is just cooking a little porridge, as for the dish, there is only a little pickle, Yang Qian took the chopsticks and tossed the pickles several times and did not see a single shredded meat, and he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Yang Qian had never worried about eating and drinking before, although a bowl of porridge was a little meaningless, but Yang Qian was already very hungry, because a bowl of porridge was also delicious, just when Yang Qian wanted to make do with eating, his ears moved slightly and heard a strange sound.

Yang Qian raised the Type 88 sniper rifle, pulled the bolt and fired a shot at the roof without looking, the huge gunfire resounded through the world, and the frightened soldiers almost fell the dishes and chopsticks, followed by a low sound of heavy objects falling.

"What's going on, who's shooting?"

Yang Qian stood up with a smile, walked to the front of the house, picked up a mutated flower cat the size of a small leopard, put it to his lips, and said with bright eyes: "Now you can open meat." ”

A moment later, a rich smell of meat wafted from the fire, and dozens of soldiers couldn't help but move their noses in unison, looking at the golden cat meat on the grill, their eyes revealing longing.

Yang Qian just tore off a cat leg, and with a wave of his hand, the rest of the roast cat meat was given to the soldiers, and then the soldiers began to divide the meat happily, and even the soldier who was originally seriously injured and unconscious couldn't stand the temptation of the roast meat, and woke up and ate a slice.

After a full meal, the soldiers all felt tired, so under the arrangement of the platoon commander, the wounded and some of the soldiers entered the house to rest, and the other soldiers were on guard outside the house.

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