Volume 1 Section 273 Wailing
Twenty-six people in all, gathered quickly from all directions. Their speed was simply amazingly fast, far beyond Ye Xiangyang's imagination.
"Who the hell are these guys?"
"What do they want?"
The speed of the change of thinking is far faster than the reaction of the body, but even so, Ye Xiangyang still has an instinctive fearββββ he is a third-order enhancer, and he has also been on the battlefield, he knows very well what the real threat is. These people ran much faster than themselves, and the previous two missiles were apparently only camouflage. The purpose is to create opportunities for these people to get close to off-road vehicles. Because when the subjective consciousness is too focused on a certain object or object, it will always ignore the new target approaching from other directions. Although the time for mental dullness is only a few seconds, it is enough for humans who have undergone enhanced transformation to break through the "long" distance in the concept of ordinary people.
Those who followed Ye Xiangyang out were all his cronies. These people were his carefully selected fighters, who had rich combat experience, and through Sun Zhan's connections, they had also obtained higher strengthening potions than officers of the same rank. They immediately regrouped their weapons and pointed their guns at the strangers who were rushing at them with missile fragments.
A sergeant standing beside Ye Xiangyang had just leveled his gun and was about to shoot, when a dull sound of gunfire was immediately heard in the distance. The sergeant didn't even have a chance to scream, but was hit in the forehead by a sniper warhead with a huge impact, and his entire head was instantly blown into a cloud of blood mist.
In another vehicle, a soldier operating a heavy machine gun fell from the gun mount. He was hit by two large-caliber cannon warheads, and his entire chest was shattered, and the terrible force lifted him high, and although his upper and lower bodies were intact, he lost all parts from his chest to the middle of his right hip.
The attackers were incredibly fast, and they quickly approached the convoy with the help of various terrain and obstacles as cover. The original hiding location of these people should have been hundreds of meters away from the convoy, and they started the assault almost when Ye Xiangyang and the others discovered the missile. These are only some of the things that go into the range of consciousness detection, and in farther and more hidden places, there must be snipers who act as a cover force.
There was no one shooting in the convoy. It's not that Ye Xiangyang and the others have lowered their resistance and are ready to be captured, but that they are powerless to fight at all. Anyone who points a gun at an assaulter will incur fire from a distance. Those stealthy shooters were very accurate, and the lethality of large-caliber bullets was amazing. After several of his companions were shot dead on the spot, all of them lost the idea of resisting. They stood dumbfounded, bewildered as the attackers approached the SUV until they could see each other's faces.
It's not nice to be held at gunpoint to the head. Including Ye Xiangyang, there are three other survivors. They were quickly disarmed by the attackers who rushed in front of them, pointed a gun to the back of the head, left the buggy and walked to a mound under the pedestal of the road.
No one spoke, and the attackers silently watched their prey. It was only at this time that Ye Xiangyang woke up from his panic and saw clearly these mysterious opponents who attacked him.
They were all dressed in standard combat uniforms, and their eyes were full of indifference and murderous intent.
Ye Xiangyang's gaze quickly fell on the armband of an attacker. Suddenly, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, he howled in horror.
"First, the Eleventh Separate Army? You, you are actually members of the 11th Independent Army? Is it Su Hao's subordinate? He commanded you to do so? β
"That's right. Unfortunately, there are no certificates and no prizes. β
The attacker and captive followed the source of the sound and turned their heads in unison, looking in the direction of the north. Less than fifty meters away, Su Hao, accompanied by several guards, walked towards this side. His appearance seemed to be younger than the last time they met, but he exuded a calm and calm bearing. Although the overly handsome appearance is very asymmetrical with the rank of brigadier general, it adds to the mystery that is difficult to see.
There was a dead silence.
Ye Xiangyang is not a military officer, and there are only a few cronies around him who can act as guards. Last time when they were in the headquarters of the U Division, these people had all seen Su Hao, and even felt Su Hao's strength firsthand. The battle time just now was very short, but it was very tellingββββ the speed of those attackers was amazingly fast, and their strength far exceeded the limit of the third-order enhancement. Obviously, they have a higher level of enhancement than themselves. Maybe it's level four, maybe maybe even level five.
In front of such a formidable opponent, he had no chance of winning at all.
Looking at Su Hao standing in front of him, the fear and hatred in Ye Xiangyang's eyes became deeper and deeper.
It's all the same people, and this guy named Su Hao is obviously much younger than me. There are so many dazzling halos on his head: commander of the independent forces, brigadier general, researcher of the Academy of Sciences...... His name was often mentioned by generals, and it was often placed at meetings of the military department and became the subject of discussion. He has tens of thousands of followers and even has a base under construction.
And me?
In contrast, I have nothing. You have to cling to the big guys to get more. We must grovel and sell our dignity in exchange for the opportunity to climb up.
That's right, I am indeed a dog under Sun Zhan.
However, dogs also have the dignity of dogs, the patience and flattery of dogs, just to one day become more powerful tigers, commanding more dogs with majesty and force.
Ye Xiangyang didn't think that Su Hao would let him go. Although the other party did not say it explicitly, nor did he say anything, the situation is obvious, he will not set up an ambush in the place in vain, since he is caught, the end will definitely be death. Even if there was a small chance of living, he would never make me feel better.
"Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu fought with youββββ"
Ye Xiangyang roared angrily, and the whole person swooped over like a cannonball, he clenched his fists, tensed the muscles all over his body, and smashed towards Su Hao with the maximum force that a third-order enhancer could release.
The punch didn't hit the target as expected. At the moment when the fist end bone joint was about to approach Su Hao's body, his figure had already dodged like a ghost, grabbed Ye Xiangyang's arm from the side, and dragged him over from the side. The powerful instantaneous explosive force made Ye Xiangyang unable to dodge, and could only roll to the ground with Su Hao's force. Before he could react, his throat was firmly locked by a hand, and he couldn't breathe at all. Although Ye Xiangyang struggled desperately, he couldn't break free from Su Hao's control.
He felt his throat being pierced alive by the other party's fingers, and a lot of blood gushing out of the hole. Ye Xiangyang's face turned pale, and his body trembled violently. Until he died at the end of his breath, he still had his eyes open, and his pupils clearly retained Su Hao's image.
Wiping his bloody hands on the corpse, Su Hao stood up straight and looked at the sun in the distance that was gradually sinking to the horizon.
He originally didn't want to kill Ye Xiangyang. Doing so will undoubtedly intensify the military department's ill feelings toward the 11th Independent Army and toward itself.
Neither the military department nor Sun Zhan could get any evidence. But many things in the world don't need to be proved at all, they know that they did it themselves, Sun Zhan will retaliate, Zhao Zhikai will be angry, and Yuan Zhicheng will have more excuses against him.
But so what?
I'm in a bad enough situation. There was a lack of food, a lack of resources, not enough raw materials, and no support from friendly forces.
Well, all of this is self-inflicted. But the more this is the case, the more Su Hao feels that this is the true value of his time travel. He is changing the world of this world, and the actual construction time of the new Guiyang in the future time and space will be decades later; Because of the suppression of the military department, Wang Qinian's life was much more difficult than now; The 71st Army, stationed in the southwest, was transferred to the Eastern Front and suffered heavy casualties in a large-scale battle, and Xu Renjie himself was killed on the spot
No one knew that the world was changing. Even if Su Hao bowed down to the military department and conscientiously carried out the order, he would still have to face the infiltration from Sun Zhan, the same Yuan Zhicheng's conspiracy, and the same problem and trouble. Those people don't get kind just because you're more obedient. They are a bunch of monsters who are so ferocious that they won't let go of their bones. It's like a businessman in peacetime bribing officials with huge sums of money, wanting to ask for a development opportunity, but the other party accepts the money, but asks you to send your wife to bed by name, and after you have eaten and played enough, you will carelessly use a certain project to send you away at will.
Since the sheep will be eaten by others, then simply take off the sheepskin, sharpen the teeth, and gnaw like a wolf with those bastards. In fact, they are the most lowly people by nature, only afraid of ferocity and toughness, and will only bully weak opponents. Anyway, Lao Tzu has already done things, as long as I am given enough time to solve all kinds of problems step by step, by this time next year, I will no longer have to be afraid of any damn military department.
As the furious flames in the depths of his heart gradually extinguished, and the chaotic thoughts were cleared up, Su Hao's tense body slowly became calm, and his body temperature began to drop.
Zhang Nan also glanced at the captives who were under control, walked up to Su Hao's side, and asked respectfully, "Your Excellency, what should we do with these people?" β
Su Hao tilted his head slightly, stared at the increasingly red, blood-like sky in the distance, slowly raised his right arm, and waved his hand very casually.
"Kill them all. Make the bodies visible so that the Air Force can spot them as soon as possible. In addition, we should remove all traces that may reveal our identity and leave no flaws. β
Beijing No. 1 Base, Comprehensive Administrative Headquarters.
The young and beautiful female secretary sat behind the reception desk outside the office, looking at her watch rather uneasily, her face carefully painted with various cosmetics was slightly nervous, and there was also a faint fear.
At 9:46 a.m., an emergency message arrived from the Air Force. Executive Minister Sun Cham received it on a private channel. Now, it's 3:11 p.m. There was not the slightest movement in the minister's office, and no orders were issued, and there was a deathly silence inside.
This is not normal.
In normal times, the general had to accompany himself in the gym every day. The gym is connected to the office, and there is only one door to enter and exit. Sun Zhan's workout time is fixed at 10 to 11 a.m. and 2 to 3 p.m. He is a conformist who never misses the time and rarely changes his habits because of something.
Checkmate...... What exactly is he?
In peacetime, in the eyes of ordinary people, houses with a floor height of more than five meters are undoubtedly difficult to see, and they are far away from themselves. That means astronomical amounts of money, and it means a position that is difficult to match even in a lifetime. At that time, there were many things that ordinary people looked up to. In particular, people with low incomes, or even those who can only rely on the government's subsistence allowance, do not expect a high-rise mansion and a small dwelling to be satisfied.
Ninety percent of the functional buildings at Beijing No. 1 are located underground. Despite the mastery of the special skill of the automatic roadheader, it was still difficult to set up the underground space. Because it's not just about digging the soil out of the ground. The walls that make up the house must be strong enough, the basic structure between the buildings must be based on earthquake resistance, the damaged rock layers must be filled with special cement with a high density, and a series of complex external treatments must be carried out to prevent penetration, waterproofing, corrosion, etc. Under the constraints of various "musts", the construction cost of the underground base is extremely high, and the difficulty is far greater than that of similar houses built on the ground. However, in the current chaotic situation, only these underground settlements, which were built long before the war, are the real safe places for human beings.
Sun Zhan's office was tall and spacious, fully in line with his status as a general.
This is certainly too wasteful. However, not only Sun Zhan, but also the apartments of other high-ranking officers are similar to this. They don't see anything wrong with it, and they never think it's a brutal snatch of the interests of others. As high-ranking officials and dignitaries often say in peacetime: "Lao Tzu has worked hard all his life, and he has paid so much for the country and the people, and it is also appropriate to enjoy luxury." β
The light in the office is dim, and the incandescent lights in the dome are only turned on to the illumination level of "". This light illumination is divided into 15 levels, and the higher up, the greater the light intensity, with a maximum intensity of "15", which is equivalent to the simulated environment at noon, when the sun is free of clouds and no obstruction. Light like the one that is only turned on to the "" degree is usually only used as a nighttime bedside lamp setting.
Sun Zhan stared at the blue screen rising directly in front of his desk, his hands crossed with his fingers, and his elbows on the table. He didn't say a word, and whenever the screen automatically changed, he could see the hatred and coldness released from behind the reading lenses in the brief moment when light and light and darkness alternated.
The footage was transmitted from the Air Force this morning. The Air Force is currently in a drawdown phase because tactics such as massive ground bombing cannot be used. Their mission is limited to reconnaissance, surveillance, and limited tactical support. Because of the constraints of the real environment and the battle situation, monitoring has become more and more important among the various tasks.
In a wasteland shrouded in morning light, stood several triangular wooden shelves. On the wooden shelves lay several corpses in standard military uniforms. They spread their hands outstretched, looking towards the sky as much as they could show off every part of their bodies
As far as administrative matters are concerned, Sun Zhan can be regarded as a qualified general. He clearly remembers the appearance and name of each subordinate, including a series of information such as military rank, personal preferences, family situation, etc. This kind of strong memory made Sun Zhan deeply loved by middle and lower-ranking officers in the system. This is also human nature, when the big person who has to look up walks in front of you, affectionately calls your name, and asks about your family and work situation with caring words, most people will feel warm and have thoughts such as "the person who is a confidant dies".
A piece of wood penetrated Ye Xiangyang's anus and stuck diagonally on the ground, forming an angle of about 45 degrees between it and the corpse. The other two slightly longer sticks each held him on the shoulders so that he would not fall. The hands are firmly tied by a wire from the wrists, stretched flat along the shoulders and spread evenly across the chest. The plane filmed every angle of the corpse from the air, and he died a horrible death, the cut in his throat was clearly visible, and there were even a few scavenging insects roaming around. Ye Xiangyang's face was very hideous, completely distorted by anger and fear, his eyes were wide open, and he was very dead.
For hours, Sun Zhan stayed in his office looking at the pictures. He didn't feel hungry or thirsty. The nerves innervated by hatred and rage have long since become numb, completely suppressing the needs of the rest of the body.
I'm afraid that only the old man can understand Sun Zhan's thoughts at this moment. He has no son, and Sun Weiyi used to be regarded as a son by Sun Zhan. After being killed by Su Hao, this residual family sustenance was gradually transferred to Ye Xiangyang by Sun Zhan. Of course, there is no blood relationship between the two, but Ye Xiangyang is always smiling, and his attitude towards Sun Zhan is also very respectful. A young man of the same age as his son and very obedient, whenever he sees him, Sun Zhan will always unconsciously overlap it with the son in the photo.
However, he still died. The bodies were thrown in the field and posed in the shape of a deliberate demonstration.
Under the light of the screen, Sun Zhan's face became more and more distorted. His eyes were red, he was staring at the screen, his teeth clenching tighter and tighter, and dense blood vessels erupted on both sides of his forehead.
This wild and ferocious movement consumed his physical strength sharply, which was completely different from the physical exhaustion in battle, and Sun Zhan only felt that something unspeakable was far away from him. I desperately reached out, but I couldn't grab it. It's so warm, so precious, I'd rather give everything in exchange for it. However, it has no substance, as ethereal as air. It kept shaking in front of its eyes, and its eyes were full of respect and reluctance, as well as eagerness that he hadn't experienced for many years. However, whenever I reached out to grab it, I could only feel the biting cold and the air flow passing through my fingers.
"Son, son, sonββββ"
Tears flowed from Sun Zhan's cloudy eyes, and he cried in great pain. He kept banging his head against the table, making a dull, hollow sound.