Chapter 42: The Birds Whistle

It was too late to raise the gun, and he could only watch as the huge shrike pierced Masonhua's head completely. Even if Sun Ling wanted to do anything, it was too late.

A gunshot rang out! The shrike's eye socket was splattered with blood from a bullet, which pierced its skull and into the foliage. I didn't even have time to scream. The corpse of the shrike bird, which was still menacing just now, lost its balance and smashed into the carriage.

Blood shot out of his eyes and poured out of his eyes, pouring Mason's head and face. The car stopped.

Zhang Yunde's car turned back, Zhang Xiaohai took back his gun, and only when he was in the car in front of him and monitored the situation behind him at any time, did he have time to fire this shot. All the vehicles have been surrounded.

The carcass of a huge shrike lay horizontally in the car, and the two-metre wingspan filled the car. Sun Ling climbed out of the carriage, shook his feathers, and beckoned the people next to him to come and clean up the bird. Rihar helped Mason down to tidy up. Zhang Xiaohai sorted out his gun and jumped out of the car, "The birds in the forest can attack from any angle at any time, so you generally need two people to pay attention to the front and rear directions of the protective vehicle. It's easy to be ...... alone alone."

Zhang Xiaohai made a temple drill, turned around and walked back, the bird blood on Mei Senhua's body had not been cleaned up, so he shouted back unconvinced, "Aren't you alone in the car?" ”

Zhang Xiaohai turned around, smiled, pointed to the body of the shrike, and then pointed to himself, "With me, there is no need for two people." "Keep turning and going back.

Such a cold and brutal answer to the angry Mason Hua Qiqi smoked. "Boy, don't forget, your perceptual genes are also installed by Lao Tzu."

"Nothing, nothing." Zhang Yunde walked over with his sleeves caged and smiled, "The young man is a little angry, it's nothing, it's just that he almost got into a car accident in drag racing, and he almost died under the bird's claws and still needs to be rescued. ”

"Do you say it's no big deal...... Sun Ling shook off his feathers and looked at the big bird that had been dragged off the car, "It's really rare to see such a big man, but it seems that he is very good at hunting." ”

"This feather is useless in the words of this bird, the beak and claws of the bird." Zhang Yunde was carefully calculating the usable parts of the bird's body. Sun Ling patted him on the back, "You really don't lose your nickname of goose plucking, do you really plan to practice scraping the fine meat on the legs of the heron." ”

"How many mouths do you have to eat, are you not careful about it?" Zhang Yunde didn't even raise his head.

"Okay, don't forget it, let's sort out some materials and go back, maybe we can develop new perceptual genes. As for the rest, I don't think much about it. ”

"Really?" Zhang Yunde's eyes lit up.

For New Chang'an, the modified genes of the black clinic are one of the biggest inputs. Aside from the strength and agility that are basically on track for mass production, the Perception type has never been a regular thing that can artificially create a sniper or precision shooter. Because the material is taken from birds. The Black Clinic has also failed to complete the classification of the genetic lineage of the extant mutant birds and determine their true utility, and can only roughly classify them after transplantation. In addition to raising some chickens and ducks, Chang'an City does not have large-scale bird breeding. There are not enough experimental analysis objects.

I don't know if this shrike can use Zhang Yunde at all, so I didn't imagine this aspect at first. Sun Ling's words were tantamount to telling him that this battle would definitely open up a new source of wealth.

Sun Ling sorted out his words, "I can only say that I am sixty percent sure, this guy's IQ, observation, and ambush ability are not low, what level of success can be made, and whether it can be used to develop new ones, are all two words." Generally speaking, the larger the bird, the richer the genetic material. The stronger the vision, the higher the level of perceptual gene lineage. In addition to the enhancement of perception, there are even new abilities. However, because of this, the needs of treatment and supporting drugs have to be studied slowly. Nearly forty or fifty years of research since before the war, except for the mature pedigree and classification of the strength and agility models, the rest has basically not been completed, and can only be slowly explored. I can't guarantee you the results. ”

Zhang Yunde circled around the corpse of the shrike bird twice and thought for a while, "In other words, in addition to this bird, other birds can also extract new genes?" ”

"Theoretically, birds can indeed extract genes, but basically they have never been exposed to chickens, ducks and geese. Anyway, the material is there.,As a result, I can't say anything now.,If you give enough things.,Maybe I can complete and sort out the perceptual series of genes on my own.。 ”

Just as Zhang Yunde showed a happy expression, Sun Ling poured another basin of cold water on it, "But I don't guarantee how many people will be killed at that time, and I don't guarantee what year the results will be produced, and I don't guarantee that the entire lineage will be perfected to several levels in the end." ”

"That's completely unscored?"

Sun Ling looked at Zhang Yunde with an idiotic look, "There must be no spectrum, can you surpass the world's genome-related scientists when I am alone?" I'm a genius, but I'm not superhuman, okay. You'll have to go up to Krypton to find it. ”

"I don't care about Clark Kent, what I understand is that the more material you are given, the bigger and more reliable the results you can sort out?"

Sun Ling shook his hands, "Probably, maybe." ”

Zhang Yunde made up his mind and began to beckon the soldiers on the three cars to come down, carrying their own handy cold weapons and began to disassemble the corpse of the shrike bird. In addition to the good points of stem cell-related requirements, Sun Ling's requirements for other things are not so detailed. "Actually, you are not in a hurry, the most effective materials are on Mason Hua. Just that body of bird blood, forget the rest. ”

The bird's blood on Masonhua's body had just been sorted out. With everyone working together, the body of the shrike was disposed of very quickly. Everyone had just gotten back to the car, started the car, and wanted to move on. There was a sound of flapping wings.

Zhang Xiaohai stood up straight from the back seat of the car, turned around and shouted very neatly, "Two doctors, pay attention." Here's your stuff. ”

From the depths of the woods sprang an overwhelming flock of gray magpies, not as big as the previous fierce shrike, but three or five times larger than the normal magpie. The guns rang out in unison, but even though the bullets from the four machine guns landed on the ground, the number of birds did not decrease. It's getting closer.

"The material is a ghost, if it drags on, we will have to turn into guano, and the whole army will retreat." As soon as Zhang Yunde hit the steering wheel, all the jeeps began to draw circles, and fled in a hurry under the pursuit of the birds.