Du Tianhao trembled, tried to support his body with his knees and hands, and stood up. He felt like he was losing his balance, and as much as he tried to move forward and return to his squad, the sinners who were fighting, all his strength seemed to be slowly leaving his body. Du Tianhao found that his knees were disobediently kneeling on the ground, and the skin of the alien zerg was constantly rubbing around him. They seem to know that they are seriously injured, or that they are simply in a near-death state. These terrible and disgusting creatures ran past Du Tianhao's side, leaving him alone, gradually dying.

Then, an extremely heavy, great shadow of darkness descended. He felt as if he was falling down, the feeling of falling was very obvious, the surroundings were empty, very light, the only thing his hands touched was air, and he couldn't catch anything. In the end, he fell directly into a deep, pitch-black abyss.

Du Tianhao's ears rang with singing.

In his mind, the angelic song that should have been praying to the emperor kept echoing.

Damn, why did Lao Tzu remember what hellish emperor again?

This is not my consciousness, but belongs to Nikolai. Cage. Only the human beings of this space world will worship the so-called emperor. On Earth, the emperor is simply a corpse that has long been overthrown and buried in a grave. Lao Tzu hates emperors, if there is really any emperor in this world, it should be me, Du Tianhao I.

Du Tianhao's mind was very messy, and many strange thoughts kept popping up in his mind.

Fight to the evil imperialism!

Arise, you who do not want to be slaves, and cast our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall.

Lao Tzu is a nobleman, and all commoners should be honestly trampled under my feet.

What is that, Lao Tzu has taken a fancy to your daughter, and I will send it over tonight to warm the quilt for the master. You must pay back the money you owe me, or you won't be able to come over this day. What do you say your name is? Yang Bailao? Could it be that Lao Tzu is the legendary black-hearted landlord Huang Shiren?

The emperor is a reactionary and an evil leader who must be killed.

It's probably what it's like to die.

It seems that the emperor still exists after all, and Du Tianhao also feels that he is about to get the final judgment from the emperor, just like the priest and the colonel Nasanio said, the criminal soldiers are a group of criminals in military uniforms, who are not worthy of mercy and absolutely impossible to pardon. Du Tianhao's mind began to slow down, but for the first time in more than a decade of fighting career, he felt proud.

This time, he didn't run away, he stayed.

Now I'm dying, but I'm down in battle. This should be something that can be recorded in the military merit book, right?

Hell, it's not Lao Tzu's mental consciousness, it's Nikolai. Cage's.

……

I don't know how long it took.

Du Tianhao was awakened by a blinding burst of intense light.

That's the sun's rays.

He could hear human voices, shouts, roars of orders. So Du Tianhao guessed that he still survived after all. Moreover, he was right in his judgment of those lights. He tried to open his eyes slowly, but the left eyelid seemed to be obscured or squeezed by something. Raising his arm, Du Tianhao felt a wave of weakness. He lightly touched his sideburns with his fingers, and a sharp stinging pain told him that there was at least a large area of terrible bruises, and what kept his eyes open was probably a lot of bruises. Looking down, he found that his right arm was wrapped in a bandage and could not move.

It's dawn, and that's good news.

With his own normal eyes, Du Tianhao saw many soldiers running back and forth in the square outside, and also saw a row of three light tanks warming up and preparing to drive out of the base gate. Du Tianhao guessed that he might have been bandaged and arranged by someone to lean against the wall of the fortress. Because he felt the rough surface of the stone wall behind him, his body was extremely uncomfortable. He took a breath and slowly turned his neck to the left and right, each of which was very slow, for fear that the movement would be too fast and cause dizziness and nausea. Then, Du Tianhao saw that there were several other seriously injured people like himself around him, who were also bandaged, covered in blood, and leaned against the wall.

It's a bit of a funny scene. Du Tianhao subconsciously reminded him of some scenes in the action movies of the beauties of the Sun Country on the earth.

Oh, yes! Hospital, a desirable place.

There was a pungent smell of disinfectant everywhere, and there were beautiful nurses in white dresses. Well, that's what I'm really looking forward to. Lao Tzu killed a nest owner by himself last night, Lao Tzu is a hero, so there should be a delicate and beautiful nurse to serve me with injections and medicine. Then, when I need to wipe my body to urinate, the nurses will also understand their needs, take the initiative to reach out, and then, at a very close distance, open their little red and moist mouths.

Du Tianhao completely fell into a psychedelic dream, and opened his mouth stupidly to smile, not noticing that there was another person next to him.

The colonel walked in front of him, and he found that Du Tianhao had woken up, so he walked in front of him and stood still. It was gratifying that he was blocking the sun shining directly on Du Tianhao, so that he couldn't see his face in the shadows, but Du Tianhao knew very well that the Superior was staring at him firmly from top to bottom.

It felt like a very good dream, and it was shattered by this rude and indifferent guy. A wave of disappointment welled up in Du Tianhao's heart. It felt like the pretty little nurse in the white dress was moving away, and it was quickly disappearing.

"You're still alive, huh? Kaizi? "Damn the colonel, his voice is still so rough and inhumane.

"I'm afraid so, Your Excellency. It seems that I haven't gotten rid of this bad habit yet. I've long been tired of this world, but the seats in hell are so full that it hasn't been my turn. You know, those bugs killed thousands of humans, and a lot of them got ahead of me. My order has been delayed, and it may be a long time before it will be my turn. ”

Du Tianhao tried to make a smile, but his face was full of stinging. He didn't feel the slightest care or care in the Colonel's words. This guy may be a hard-hearted madman, hoping that all the sinners under his command will die in the shortest possible time.

"I heard from the Krights about what happened last night."

Du Tianhao's brain was roaring: The colonel is an out-and-out bastard. He clearly saw the whole process of Lao Tzu killing the nest owner last night, and he ****** shouting something "I heard". Bastard, what the hell does the Colonel want to do?

The colonel said, bending down and squatting down in front of Du Tianhao, so that he could see clearly, those eyes with cold light were staring at him like crocodiles.

"Sue me for one thing, Cage. You would have had a chance to escape. There was an opportunity last night, and you've done it before. But I don't understand, why are you going crazy all of a sudden? And unexpectedly killed a big bug. What made you choose to stay and fight this time? ”

Du Tianhao heard Cage's voice scolding the colonel in his mind, he was powerless to change anything, he could only look at the colonel with his own fine eyes, and responded to his indifferent and rude gaze with his own firm gaze.

"Actually, Your Excellency, here's the thing."

Du Tianhao grinned, ignoring the spit in his mouth, and explained: "I saw those points of light coming down last night, and I know that they are the transport airships of the Imperial Wehrmacht. Tyrann's sporangia will only fall vertically. But those lights, what they do is a mechanical arc landing. The difference between the two is obvious, but the infantry is not very clear about the trajectory of the airship's landing. So I know that this base has actually been saved. But the point is that we still have to keep this place. Because if the Tyranid creatures storm the camp, none of us will survive. We have nowhere to retreat. Although the way of life is outside, the outside is also full of death. ”

The colonel frowned at Du Tianhao.

"I can't believe that you still have the slightest potential to become a poet. Hum! So, why did you sue the people who came down with alien spores, and not at them that it was a change of guard? The colonel asked.

"You should know why, Your Excellency."

Du Tianhao replied like this, feeling that this answer was a matter of course: "If I tell them that reinforcements have arrived, then they will throw the last bit of morale into the unknown place." They will think that they can give up and leave the battlefield. But, as I said earlier, there is really no chance of escaping the base at all. So I did the only thing I had to do, I took away from them a hope that didn't exist, and left them with no reason to live except for this one life. ”

"You see, Your Excellency, when you have nothing left to fight for, you will still fight to survive. Give a man the opportunity to be a deserter, and he will flee. But when you make him lose a qiē, he grabs whatever he can with both hands and holds on tightly until he can't hold on anymore. He would fight to his last breath, just to be able to breathe again, just to be able to feel his heart beat even one more time before he died. You put a guy in the middle of a battle and give him a gun, and he fights like a rat in a corner, because he has no choice. ”

"This is how to take the sin soldier and use the last chance to do things, Your Excellency. That's what you do to all of us. We all know it's a suicidal mission, but we don't have any choice but to fight, fight as best we can. Because if we refuse to fight, there will be only death. None of us want to die, so we're going to do what we can, including doing all the damn suicidal missions you've done before. All we want is to be able to breathe again. That's why I'm going to fight, they're going to fight. And, we're doing a great job. ”

The colonel stared at Du Tianhao with a cold gaze, and then, with a cold snort, stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

Du Tianhao opened his mouth and stopped him.

"Your Excellency, there is another reason why I will do my best to fight."

The colonel turned around and looked at Du Tianhao, raising one eyebrow questioningly.

"I, I, fuck, won't let you be satisfied to watch me die like this. It's also you in front of you to die. I'm certainly not going to shoot at you, but I'm going to watch you be torn to shreds by those bugs. You saw it last night, when I was surrounded by bugs, and Knicks, Lester, and the sinners were willing to help me. And you? When you fall under the siege of bugs, when you are in despair and can't get out, do you think anyone will be willing to lend a helping hand to you? ”

This is Du Tianhao's thinking consciousness, and it is also Lieutenant Cage's thinking consciousness. In short, in this matter, the two of them had a common idea, and they said it all in one go through Du Tianhao's mouth.

It feels so fucking, fucking, cool!

The colonel looked at the smug Du Tianhao coldly for a few seconds, and spat out a sentence from his lips.

"You don't have to worry about it."

……

Su Hao fell into meditation again.

Is this real?

Someone was screaming loudly. The world became an overwhelming fire. Colorful nebula-like shots exploded, intense sparks streaked across the retina, purple and blue stains swirled and faded into black. Filled with madness and tears, it hit the eardrums like a riot. Everywhere there were angry shouts. It seems that everything is full of its ugly vibes. The roar of a blaster.

Su Hao felt that his body was out of control. To be precise, I can't feel my legs anymore.

The brain is frantically gathering intelligence information, analyzing everything from the surrounding area, trying to memorize all kinds of details, and concentrating.

Thinking consciousness tells Su Hao: Your mind is well prepared. The Thinking Node is a fortress, impregnable and unshakable. Put it to good use.

You see, right above: there are many familiar images, which have now begun to slack and slip away with the passage of time, stained with powdery rust, seeping uncontrollably through the long, narrow crevices of the ancient.

On the left side of my mind, maybe something is moving. Is it a leg? That should be my line of sight, perhaps, the color is uncertain. A lifeless mixture of color and black, in and out of the mist of pain. Shadows and ice. Metal-covered cover. Maybe it's blue.

That's what the mind feels like, if it really feels at all.

Su Hao tasted the blood in his mouth.

More gunfire. The light of the tactical flash on the barrel of the familiar blaster flickered nearby. The sound of red-hot shells hitting the ground signaled that they were looking for their target. Smoke and ashes, flames and pain.

Someone screamed again, was it me?

Su Hao recognized a voice, and it ordered himself not to, he must not die here. Lie well, it says, save your body, brother, reinforcements will arrive soon.

Of course, the voice was lying, and the bitter words were only trying to appease the dying man. Su Hao felt that the second heart in his body had just stopped beating.

Yes, I have several hearts. The modified body is stronger than the average person and has more organs.

I need to know more details! That's how I can discover something different. When this qiē is about to become a reality, it can be a warning.

Su Hao saw something that seemed to be very familiar. There, on the right: a mess of parts and wires hanging from a destroyed console. In the middle of them, flickering in a unique rhythm, a flawless white lamp shaped like a pearl is like the world showing its meaningless fluctuations.

Why do I think of Wang Qinian?

Those electronic lights that flickered in the chaos were like the evil and obscene eyes of the old fat man.

Su Hao told sù that he had to remember it. You have to keep in sync with the fainting vertigo that keeps pounding your remaining heart, and only then can you not forget jì, and use all the perseverance you have left to perceive and discover the chaotic electronic melody, whatever it is.

Half-biochemical half-cyborg.

Hell, why did I come up with this term?

More gunshots, more screams, someone struggling to let out a final wail before dying, Su Hao felt that it might be him. However, he never opened his mouth to pronounce it.

The fog was getting closer and closer, and darkness was coming here, and in the gray mist, Su Hao saw the emperor smiling at him.

In the dark, Su Hao forced his eyes open, and then took a deep breath. The lungs that were already still twitched, desperately longing for even the slightest hint of oxygen. Particles of war drugs with a sleeping effect unconsciously surround his head, making people feel comforting and suffocating at the same time.

Su Hao waved his hand lightly and drove it into the dark corner of the meditation space.

This is the reality.

As if pre-arranged, he began to change his mind as he wished. A deck of tarot cards with imperial features appears, but the image appears blurry. Soon the card returned to its grayish pale, and as the dreamlike illusion ended, the fragile and fragile supernatural images faded away. Even though it was only a brief wandering, even Su Hao's extremely tired spirit could feel its power from the resonance of the spatial realm.

Su Hao's heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and the boiling blood rushing in his ears gradually quieted down. The uneasy buzzing in my ears gradually faded away, and I felt eclipsed. The fingers in the glove were trembling slightly with the power that could reveal the future.

Then, Su Hao saw a dark creature tied in front of him.

Earl of Darkness, Watson.

Watson always felt safe.

Of course, it knew what was going on and what it was up against.

Attacking Oviado was a mistake. If time could be reversed, Watson swears he would rather nothing had happened. It was a terrible feeling. Firmly targeted by a human, like an invisible blood-sucking leech that coils around him anytime and anywhere, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to himself. At the same time, it is also suffocating.

Su Hao waved his hand lightly and drove it into the dark corner of the meditation space.

This is the reality.

As if pre-arranged, he began to change his mind as he wished. A deck of tarot cards with imperial features appears, but the image appears blurry. Soon the card returned to its grayish pale, and as the dreamlike illusion ended, the fragile and fragile supernatural images faded away. Even though it was only a brief wandering, even Su Hao's extremely tired spirit could feel its power from the resonance of the spatial realm.

Su Hao's heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and the boiling blood rushing in his ears gradually quieted down. The uneasy buzzing in my ears gradually faded away, and I felt eclipsed. The fingers in the glove were trembling slightly with the power that could reveal the future.

Then, Su Hao saw a dark creature tied in front of him.

Earl of Darkness, Watson.

Watson always felt safe.

Of course, it knew what was going on and what it was up against.

Attacking Oviado was a mistake. If time could be reversed, Watson swears he would rather nothing had happened. It was a terrible feeling. Firmly targeted by a human, like an invisible blood-sucking leech that coils around him anytime and anywhere, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow to himself.