Suddenly, Su Hao, who was dying, stood up from the ground and pounced on Coqueson, who was facing back to him. This sneak attack didn't have any effect, and the crazy guy immediately turned around and gave Su Hao a powerful counterattack. Coxen's metal gloves and Su Hao's wounded shoulder armor shattered at the same time. Because of his weightlessness, Su Hao felt that he was almost unconscious, and then found himself gliding in the air, and Coxen knocked him upside down and flew out, unable to control his body.

"Bang---"

Su Hao's body flew over the abyss, fell heavily on the connection to the opposite rock, and slid out. At this moment, Su Hao grabbed the old stones on the edge of the cliff with all his might, but his feet were still shaking in mid-air, and the cold snow water was gurgling through his fingertips. Due to the long flow of water, the stone became smooth and slippery, and the surface was covered with a layer of oily minerals.

Su Hao found that his fingers began to slide slowly on the surface of the stone, and the friction became less and less, making it almost difficult to support his ravaged body. This made him feel extreme fear, reminiscent of the times when he was besieged by countless zombies on Earth, hunted down by wealthy families in the future time and space, and even flew an F22 fighter back from a base in Nevada, and was attacked by missiles over the Pacific Ocean.

I have never been a great man with ideals.

I just worked hard to want to live.

For my friends, my loved ones, and myself...... It may sound selfish, but it's just the way it is. I just want to live, I don't want to die.

The unspeakable fury and the incomparably strong sense of survival instantly filled Su Hao's body. He let out a terrifying roar, and with all his might to concentrate every ounce of strength on his fingers, he dragged himself back to the cliff. When climbing the rock, Su Hao found that his arms were shaking from excessive exertion, and it was difficult to regain his composure. The rocky surfaces that connect the opposite cliffs are so narrow that they barely allow one person to get through. Just below Su Hao, there was a pitch-black and empty abyss, as if some kind of legendary monster was open to the extreme, ready to devour the mouth of a falling object at any time.

Coxon swung his fist and blasted the head of a Wehrmacht soldier, just in time to catch a glimpse of Su Hao who had climbed up again. This made him angry, and he turned around and walked quickly through the cave, standing on the stone opposite Su Hao, and drew his battle dagger from his waist. This is a thermal combat weapon that only non-commissioned officers and above are eligible to wear. Snow drips from the top of the cave are constant, occasionally falling on the scorching metal, making a "hissing" sound and emitting wisps of white steam.

"You know, you're the hardest guy I've ever seen, and the most annoying one I've ever seen."

Coxon jumped onto the rock and faced Su Hao, still muttering incoherently in a voice that didn't belong to him, "I hate stalkers like you." You're not my match, but you're going to be as sticky as kraft candy. I'm going to solve you in one go and cut your head, connected body in half! ”

Coxen swung his short sword with savage movements and slashed at Su Hao viciously. Su Hao hurriedly took a step back, and also pulled out his power sword, setting up Coxen's weapon. The two swords intersected, sparks flying in all directions, erupting into bursts of piercing metallic sounds. Su Hao found that in this battle, being condescending was actually not an advantage, as he had to bend down to fend off Coxon's attack. The Power Shortsword is not meant to be used for duels, as it is simply not long enough, and it is also a simple weapon with no fancy fancy. The short blade and double-edged shot are for the user to perform stabbing movements, and are used to deal with the fierce melee combat on the battlefield without losing the chainsaw sword.

It was such a weapon with a short blade, but Coxon wielded it like a battle axe, fierce and fierce, forcing Su Hao to defend step by step. The blades of the two men's swords couldn't help but cut through the curtain of water formed by the falling snow on the stone wall above their heads, like two boiling steam rushing through the air.

"Bastard! You must honor me, kneel at my feet, and prostrate to me! ”

"You filthy creatures, you all deserve to die! Damn it! ”

"You shouldn't have come here, everything here is mine. I hate what you have done, and I will forever curse each and every one of you. Even if you die, even if you become a corpse, you will bear my wrath! ”

Su Hao felt that the strength in his body was gradually recovering. This is clearly the effect of the black particles. They are constantly sending out alarms, and the target is Coxen, who is constantly wielding the power dagger in front of him. The only thing that puzzled Su Hao was where that mysterious voice and power came from?

For a few seconds, Su Hao did regret it.

He felt that he should not have given the order to kill all the rebels and dark creatures. If a few of them survive, they might know more about the mysterious sound from their mouths. There is no doubt that it has now taken over Coxon's body. But what is that thing? I'm afraid no one will know the answer.

The battle was almost one-sided, and Su Hao parried while quickly thinking about the next move in his brain, recalling the location of the repair potion in his backpack. Coxen turned his back to the cliff and didn't see that the priest Torugal had stood up. He took a healing potion as fast as he could, held on to the rock, and with great difficulty and pain, moved to the side of a seriously wounded warrior, opened his backpack, and injected him.

As long as you can inject in time, even if you are seriously injured, you can still struggle back from the death line.

Although he still felt unfamiliar with the third stage world, Su Hao felt that he had to take responsibility for the young soldiers under him. He swung his dagger and kept taking on a ferocious Coxen, buying time for Torugal and the others.

One of the things that Su Hao is proud of is that he is proficient in using a variety of fighting weapons.

This is a habit he has brought with him from the future plane and plane. At that time, Su Hao stayed in the real room every day, and in addition to memorizing those important information, he also had to spend a lot of time learning martial arts. On the Red Dragon Planet, Su Hao also continued this habit. He is particularly adept at using battle axes and daggers, and is also skilled in the use of sword weapons. However, Coxen seemed to have been devoured by madness, he abandoned his fighting skills, his style of play was chaotic, and he completely relied on his huge strength, attacking Su Hao like a madman. I have to admit that this style of play is indeed very effective, especially in the current very narrow space environment where there is no room for manoeuvre, except for blocking and dodging with all his might, Su Hao has no second way to use.

On several occasions, Su Hao tried to force Coxon back a few steps towards the spacious position behind him. However, Coxon's frenzied counterattack will soon force him higher up on the rock surface. Just when Su Hao jumped high and avoided Coxen's downward slashing action, the foot that landed almost stepped into the air, and the whole person fell backwards again and again, almost falling outside the stone.

This is an excellent time, but it is not referring to Su Hao, but specifically to Coqueson, whose eyes are red and his mind is full of killing intent and ferocity.

"You're finished!"

Coxon seized the opportunity and roared and pounced directly, the power short sword penetrated the armor defense on Su Hao's body, and plunged deep into his left shoulder.

"I said you had to die! I said you had to die! Die now, I'm going to cut off your head! ”

Coxen was so excited that he was incoherent, and his eyes released a cold light of extreme cruelty. He grabbed the short sword hard and tried to make a move, but unexpectedly found that the sword body that shone with power was tightly stuck by the armor and could not move at all.

At such a close distance, Coxen could clearly see Su Hao's clear black pupils and the smile released from his handsome face.

"It's you, not me, who is going to die!"

With Su Hao's snarky and cold voice, the short sword in his hand stabbed directly into Coxen's chest from the side down. This blow exhausted Su Hao's full strength, and the sharp tip of the sword protruded from Coxen's back, and then, a fine line of blood oozed out.

Coxen seemed to have all his strength drained, and he let go of his weapon with a trembling voice, allowing the short sword to jam on Su Hao's shoulder armor. It was as if he had just woken up from a dream, his mouth wide open, and he let out a few screams that did not resemble human voices, and the bloodshot in his eye sockets receded at a visible rate. Coxon held his hands in front of his chest and looked at the short sword that stabbed him in disbelief, his expression no longer fierce, but a look of pleading, even begging. Droplets of water from the rock wall above his head smashed and splashed across the surface of his armor, mixing with blood and trickling down.

"Help me...... I, you, I'm going to kill you...... You, sir, kill me, I, what have I done......"

He panted, and no one could understand what he was trying to say.

Su Hao gritted his teeth and pulled out his short sword fiercely.

Coxon lost his balance and support, and was unsteady and shaky. A large amount of blood gushed out of the gaps in the armor on his chest, immediately mixed with the snow that flowed down, and was quickly diluted, leaving pale red marks on the surface of the armor around his waist and legs.

He fell backwards, limbs spread out, like a giant alien windmill, stumbling down the steps toward the bottom of the cliff. Just over two meters away from the edge, Coxen's lower body suddenly slipped out of the rock, his lower limbs swaying above the crack in the air, and his armor jammed in the middle of the crack, making a piercing grinding sound. Su Hao immediately ran over, and at the moment when his weight was about to plunge Coxon into the abyss, he grabbed the armor on his left shoulder and tried to drag him back little by little.

But it is simply not possible to do so. The previous battle had consumed too much of Su Hao's strength, and although the repair effect of the black particles was obvious, it could not generate more physical energy in a short period of time. Su Hao, who was extremely weak, only felt as if he was dragging a terrible heavy object, and he couldn't support it at all.

Torugal had already rescued three seriously wounded legionnaires, who were half-kneeling on the ground, looking at Su Hao with blank expressions. It's not that they don't know what Su Hao is doing, it's just that the severe pain and nerve damage, the guide's conscious thinking can't recover in a short time, and there is a brief gap in consciousness.

Su Hao shouted repeatedly: "Come here, come and help me!" ”

Torugal staggered to his feet, blood gushing from the corners of his mouth, his brain knowing what to do, but his body couldn't control the movements of his legs, feet, and arms. As soon as he walked more than five meters away from Su Hao, Torugal, who had not yet recovered, completely lost his strength and fell headlong, panting heavily.

"Come and help me!"

Su Hao roared again, but no one had the strength to stand up. In desperation, Su Hao could only pull out his short sword and thrust it into Coxen's right shoulder, which was already unconscious, and firmly nailed his whole person to the rock. With this cruel and bloody method, the downward trend of Coxon was finally stopped. After doing this, Su Hao panted and rolled over on the rock, pulled off his helmet with difficulty, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Turn on the doctor's location signal."

Su Hao gave an order to the nearest wounded soldier: "Let him bring someone over immediately, we need support." ”

……

In the dark depths of the universe, the huge wreckage of "Explorer 1" is floating quietly.

When on Earth, Nightshade was a formidable woman who was attractive in her own right.

The word "beautiful" often has different interpretations in different stages of human civilization. It is only in a period of peace and stability that a beautiful woman can truly be recognized. Men are stimulated by hormones and adrenaline, and they will have a strong desire to possess beautiful women and evil thoughts. This is the principle that the body is subordinate to the mind. However, demand is the eternal essence of this universe. Especially when the body feels an urgent need, the mind and spirit must be put aside, and the best efforts must be made to satisfy and fill in the gaps.

Because of Wang Qinian, Night Shadow has a transcendent status and identity in the research institute. In the eyes of many people, she is an extremely cold and uninteresting woman. Wang Qinian is the real sun in the research institute, and the dazzling light envelops everyone who wants to come into contact with him. Behind this invisible light is the best living environment for Night Shadow. However, Nightshade itself is not incompetent, nor is it the vase and waste imagined by some lewd guys. Whether it is the ability to execute or the theoretical basis, Night Shadow is far beyond ordinary people, and has even risen to a level that most people can hardly imagine.

The light coming from a distant location was still dim. Despite this, Nightshade still gains the indispensable visuals, as well as energy.

She spent a lot of time capturing floating parts and materials from the universe to piece together a very rough but very useful workshop. This set of equipment looks like a room of about ten square meters, with a workbench fixed to the wall with screws, a small robotic arm that operates on the energy of sunlight, and a cage next to it that is made of some metal strips that are bent at will, and in terms of craftsmanship, it is even rougher than the grid box used to hold mice on earth. The box is large and filled with ice cubes of varying sizes. Right next to the cage, there is a closed micro-ecological incubator with a small number of plants. It is precisely because of its existence that Night Shadow is able to continuously obtain the proteins and energy necessary for the maintenance of the body.

That was, of course, in the past. Now that Night Shadow, the need for protein has been greatly reduced. She was even thinking about whether she needed to continue to maintain this pure terrestrial structure.

In front of the workbench, the Night Shadow was busy in the light of a distant beam.

She gathered a lot of wreckage from the interior of the ship and assembled a multi-functional cutting and dismantling robotic arm. A sharp, hard drill bit is punching holes in a metal partition with a surface that needs to be polished. Lacking the necessary parts, Nightshadow had to use this primitive method to remove large chunks of material from the ship, split them into pieces, and then cut the parts needed into the shape he needed.

The significance of this work is very important, and the effect is also very obvious. Nightshade had pieced together two small jets, one mounted on his left elbow and one in place of the original ****. She no longer needs to eat, and there is naturally no need for her excretory organs to continue to store. It's a good location to rely on the thrusters to generate enough power to prop themselves up and down from various locations in the shipwreckage, picking up the items you need.

Nightshade is piecing together a third jet.

The work had already taken her more than 500 hours. This is probably an eternal and unchanging way of energy in the universe. To keep time, Nightshade made a palm-sized clock out of metal gears and inlaid it on his arm. At first glance, it looks like a watch. This thing can be disassembled and parts can be replaced at any time.

A smooth oval object floated past the workbench, and Nightshade looked up and glanced in that direction, revealing that it was a toilet seat that had fallen from the ship's bathroom.

It was not affected by the explosion and remained smooth and white. The distant sun (not the Earth's sun, setting: all the stars in the universe that glow and heat, as they are called the sun in this book) shine in exactly the same direction as it. Looking from the angle where Nightshadow was, he saw his body and face reflected on the toilet seat.

There are no more beautiful women with stunning looks. The skull was barely complete, large, larger than a standard-sized basketball. Wrapped in reddish muscles and skin, Nightshade can only prioritize the energy needed by the brain due to the insufficient number of corpses devoured, and creates a layer of bone on the periphery of the soft brain. It's hard, and there are holes for intracranial pressure release. The structure of the human body has long been proven to be suitable for the Earth's environment, however, Nightshade is currently located in space. As much as she tries to fit her environment, she is always influenced by her past memories, which in turn produce muscles, skin, and soft pads around the periphery of her skull.

Nightshade soon discovers that this is a waste of energy. She took a lot of soft gum from the wreckage of the ship, cut it into small pieces, and put it on the periphery of her body to replace the role of muscles. Now she is simply a mixture of protein and industrial materials. Slippery and white. The distant sun (not the Earth's sun, setting: all the stars in the universe that glow and heat, as they are called the sun in this book) shine in exactly the same direction as it. Looking from the angle where Nightshadow was, he saw his body and face reflected on the toilet seat.

There are no more beautiful women with stunning looks. The skull was barely complete, large, larger than a standard-sized basketball. Wrapped in reddish muscles and skin, Nightshade can only prioritize the energy needed by the brain due to the insufficient number of corpses devoured, and creates a layer of bone on the periphery of the soft brain. It's hard, and there are holes for intracranial pressure release. The structure of the human body has long been proven to be suitable for the Earth's environment, however, Nightshade is currently located in space. As much as she tries to fit her environment, she is always influenced by her past memories, which in turn produce muscles, skin, and soft pads around the periphery of her skull.

Nightshade soon discovers that this is a waste of energy. She took a lot of soft gum from the wreckage of the ship, cut it into small pieces, and put it on the periphery of her body to replace the role of muscles. Now she is simply a mixture of protein and industrial materials.