Section 518 Tragic death
Severe pain came from the left shoulder, the blinding white light had disappeared, and vision quickly returned to normal. Su Hao subconsciously turned his head, and now he had bumped into a very huge, strange-shaped object.
It's a car, or maybe not. But no matter what, according to Su Hao's perception of the original world, this thing can only be attributed to the wreckage of the car.
It was large, about the size of the "Dongfeng" truck on Earth, with burnt marks everywhere on its surface, and only a blackened metal part remained of the cab and body. The original location of the four tires can be seen, the surface of the discarded metal axle is stained with rust, and in many places the exposed parts of the eroded red are exposed, and the contact with the ground is slightly hidden by sand and clods. Obviously, it has been here for a long time, and as for the burning and destruction, it was also born a long time ago.
This is terrifying, but it is not the most shocking thing for Su Hao.
The moment he raised his arm, he was now completely disempowered.
Yes, completely lost power.
The arms were heavy, and Su Hao had never felt that such a simple movement was so difficult. You have to put a lot of effort into the whole process of waving your arms. No, not only that, but the energy consumed by walking activities is about the same, and even raising the eyelids and blinking the eyes consumes more body than when they were on the Red Dragon Planet.
Too late to look around, the feeling alone is shocking enough. Su Hao instinctively thought that he was sick? This thought dissipated in an instant, and was replaced by another, even more terrifying thought.
"Boom--"
There was a huge explosion, so that Su Hao had just rushed to his mouth and swallowed it hard. It seemed to be a cannonball, or a grenade thrown from a distance, and it landed not far from here. The sand and rocks in the sky rose high and fell in pieces, and the violent waves of qi violently pushed the body like a sea of hot water rushing towards the face. Su Hao didn't have time to search for his thinking consciousness, and he had been pushed to the ground from the horizontal by a huge force. He scrambled to hold on to the ground, half-kneeling, scrambling to find out if there was any place around him to hide, and trying to figure out what was going on, when he suddenly heard the sharp whistling of bullets piercing the air, and the miserable screams around him.
The two "worker bees" who followed him fell almost simultaneously. One of the left waist was blown off from the middle, and the whole person fell heavily at a strange thirty-degree angle, his eyes suddenly straightened, and his body twitched violently uncontrollably. The other's head was gone, and it became a rain of blood that scattered in all directions, and the headless body staggered back and forth in place for a few steps, his hands clutching into the air, and he tripped over a stone that protruded from the ground, lost his balance, and tumbled on his back.
Who? Who exactly?
Su Hao's eyes released a fierce light that was enough to eat people, he lowered his body, lay on the ground like a snake, quickly crawled next to the seriously injured "worker bee" with a broken abdomen, grabbed the first-aid kit from his backpack, tore open the package with the craziest movements, and stuffed a ball of cotton wool into the wound, the injury was too severe, and before he tied the injured person's body with a tourniquet, the blood gushing out like a stream had soaked the cotton wool, which was mixed with a large amount of minced meat and internal organ fragments. Through the flesh that had been blown apart, Su Hao saw scattered metal fragments, as well as the internal organs that had been completely blown up inside the abdominal cavity.
The dull sound of gunfire was heard in the air again. Following the direction of the airflow, Su Hao saw several swaying figures on the hills in the distance, and the frequency of firing was fast, accompanied by the unique strafing rhythm of machine guns. The hot metal bullet stream kept passing over Su Hao's head, and he instinctively felt fear, but more anger.
Su Hao completely lost his strength, and his thinking consciousness could not be released. He can only rely on his naked eyes to judge his surroundings.
I have just come into this world, and it is impossible to provoke anyone out of thin air.
This is an armed conflict, and the position in which it appears is just in the middle ground between the two sides of the shootout. There is no need to look back, Su Hao also knows that there must be another group of people in the opposite direction. However, this side is clearly at a disadvantage, perhaps because the number of people is too small, or the number of weapons is insufficient. In a word, the sound of fire from the counterattack was sporadic and could not be compared with the side on the opposite hill at all, and was in a state of complete suppression.
"Me"
Looking at his companion lying in front of him, breathing rapidly, but a large amount of blood foam kept gushing out of his mouth, Su Hao was furious. He quickly unleashed the assault rifle on his shoulder, aimed it at the vague figures on the hill, and pulled the trigger hard.
This is a general-purpose assault rifle that was researched and finalized by the Imperial Academy of Sciences eight years ago and jointly installed by the General Administration of Imperial Industry and the Logistics Headquarters. With a nine-millimeter warhead, a two-magazine configuration, and a reserve of sixty ammunition, the overall performance is nearly eighty percent higher than its counterparts on Earth in terms of apparent lethality and range. Taking into account the huge difference in density and mass between the Earth and the Red Dragon planet, such a gun is equivalent to a miniature 5-mm cannon on Earth.
The moment he pulled the trigger, Su Hao heard a strange sound coming from inside the gun magazine. Immediately afterward, an indescribable force was transmitted along the handle of the gun to the shoulder. The recoil is very slight and there is no repulsion of the power that should be expected. Su Hao saw the bullet shoot out of the muzzle, but it didn't fly like a meteor, it only flew less than ten meters, and then it got out of the straight line track it should have, drew an arc in the air, and fell to the ground.
Eight meters ...... No, there are no eight meters, only seven meters at most.
Su Hao felt an indescribable fear. For the first time in years, he felt so close to death. It was only now that Su Hao finally understood why when he was on the Red Dragon Planet, the black particles strongly demanded that he stay away from the white pyramid? They do sense potential danger and do not want their host to die in vain. He was too stubborn, and when he stepped into the pyramid portal, Su Hao tried his best to suppress the black particles, so that he could enter this unknown third stage world. At that time, the two "worker bee" companions should have been in a similar situation to themselves. However, the gap between the ideal and the reality lies here, and the word "danger" comes out of the mouths of others, and it has always been despised and despised. Only when you are really in danger will you understand the horror of it. However, it was too late to regret it.
Su Hao has never regretted it. Entering the third stage of the world was his own choice and a move that had to be made. Rather than being perceived by the Atlanteans because of the problem of the portal being monitored, the entire Red Dragon World and even the earth will be completely destroyed, it is better to fight hard, even if it is death, it has enough value.
bastard
These damn bastards
Su Hao grabbed the backpack that fell on the ground, dragged the arm of his seriously injured companion, and crawled on the ground like a gecko under the cover of rocks and vehicle wreckage, and got out of this combat area with difficulty and speed.
You have to live, no matter how despicable or difficult it is.
When it's dead, there's nothing.
Su Hao dragged his dying companion to crawl for nearly ten minutes, under the cover of the dense woods, stumbled away for a long time, and the surrounding gunfire continued to become sparse until it completely disappeared, and there was no trace of the existing people catching up, Su Hao put down the seriously injured companion, gasped and began to rest.
He felt as if his throat was filled with a lot of sawdust, so he was uncomfortable, although he was very thirsty, Su Hao suppressed the ** who wanted to take out the water bottle from his backpack, took out another first-aid kit, and focused his eyes on the injured.
The eyes of the "worker bees" were full of fear and pain, and their pupils were gradually dilating, and the color of blood was rapidly spreading. The shot was fatal, the force of the bullet impact and explosion destroyed the possibility of physiological repair, and even the vertebrae were blown off from it. In order to escape, Su Hao didn't care too much at that time, along the way, more internal organs kept falling, and the upper body and lower body of the injured person were almost completely disconnected, only the right abdomen still had a piece of flesh the size of a palm, barely connecting the buttocks and the upper body.
"I, I can't do it anymore."
"Worker Bee" is a middle-aged man with a thick and well-trimmed beard, he is an old man who followed Su Hao from Earth to the Red Dragon World, and a general of the Praetorian Legion. Due to the restrictions of the portal, Su Hao could not carry more personnel and supplies, and the two "worker bees" were both volunteers. But no one thought that they would encounter this kind of thing just after they walked out of the teleportation space.
His consciousness was becoming sluggish, and the blood foaming from his mouth had become very viscous. The voice was hoarse and dull. He gathered his last strength, grabbed Su Hao's hand tightly, and said intermittently while trembling: "Here, it's dangerous here. You...... You have to protect yourself and wait...... Waiting for reinforcements ......"
"Yes, I will"
Su Hao's eyes were full of pain and tears, and his trembling voice was full of undisguised concern: "Stop talking, you will be fine, we are a whole, we will be." ”
The "worker bee" did not respond, but looked at Su Hao's face carefully with a blurred vision, as if he wanted to firmly engrave every detail in the depths of his mind. A smile appeared on his face, not caring at all about the impending death. The hand holding Su Hao became tighter and tighter, and his tone became deeper than ever.
"Promise me...... One thing, one thing. ”
Su Hao felt his body tremble for no reason, and asked gently, "What?" ”
"Don't, don't avenge me...... Absolutely, don't"
When the last syllable came out of the mouth of the "worker bee", the strength of the whole body was also exhausted at this moment. A wisp of blood oozed from his mouth and nose, his smiling expression froze on his face, and his eyes completely lost their light.
Su Hao heard his own sobs.
For the first time in more than 100 years, he made this kind of expression called "weakness". Su Hao knew very well that this was completely out of anger and grief. He died like this, without any warning, he didn't know what to do, and he had just come to this world for less than an hour, and two fresh lives left in front of his eyes
Don't take revenge.
The meaning of these four words is obvious: this is not the earth, nor is it the Red Dragon Planet. It's a world full of crises and death. Regardless of whether the people who killed the "worker bees" were strong or weak? The performance of the weapons in their hands is far beyond their comprehension. Give up the idea of revenge, and the chances of survival will increase exponentially.
Even if he dies, the "worker bee" still has to think about his king.
The rain poured down from the sky, forming a thin white patch in the mountains and forests. Like fog, but it keeps moving with the direction of the wind, fluttering at will.
On the muddy wetland, a mound more than half a meter high has been piled up. Su Hao was covered in dirt, kneeling in the middle of the muddy water, and used fist-sized stones to form a circle at the bottom of the mound. Not far behind him, a handful of sappers was thrown from the middle. The damage caused by the planet's gravity to the items of the outside world is too great, and after a few casual digs, the fragile steel can no longer adapt, and soon signs of bending and embrittlement appear.
This situation also spread to Su Hao. He felt difficult to breathe, his hands and feet were weak, and although he was not injured, he began to cough violently and incessantly. It wasn't just mucus that came out of his mouth, but also bright red blood. This indicates that the cells in the body have broken down rapidly under normal gravity, and some have even collapsed. Fortunately, the black particles had already sensed the changes in the host's body, and were frantically repairing them, sparing no effort to maintain them, so that Su Hao could maintain his basic mobility ability.
When the host dies, it means that the parasite dies. In this regard, Su Hao has the same fate as the black particles. No one can abandon anyone, we must be in the same boat.
Su Hao did not erect a monument in front of the grave, nor did he leave any signs. "Commemoration" must be done in an environment of absolute safety. There will always be an opportunity for revenge, but definitely not now.
He sat paralyzed in front of the grave for a long time before he slowly got up. Gravity, combined with long periods of sitting, made it difficult for him to even get up. The misty drizzle obscured the traces of his departure, washing away the footprints so clean that they could not be found.
Walking through the wilderness in the sun is a relatively safe thing to do.
It's summer, and the sun is more sunny than ever, and the days are longer than the nights. On this big 6, it means that there is a distance between the danger and you.
Sunlight also contains strong ultraviolet rays, but the radiation range is far greater than that of the Earth or the Red Dragon Planet. Staying in the sun for a long time is a very stupid move. You'll notice that your skin will begin to peel off in large areas for no apparent reason, and the fresh flesh that has been exposed to the sun will definitely not be bright red, but will turn into a frightening darkness in a matter of seconds. The unbearable heat will always follow you, and even jumping into the water or stuffing yourself in the fridge will not stop the terrible pain.
This world was warped a long time ago, and the natural wounds left behind by a long time ago have not been repaired until now. The wasteland and the mountains are littered with the remains of ancient machinery. There were heavy tanks, huge warplanes of incredible size, and warships that took up entire mountains, crushed by soil and rocks, revealing only a small part of them. Who knows how they got there? In ancient legends, warships were the most powerful force cruising in the oceans, and the mountains were at least several kilometers high...... Perhaps, the legend is simply that the monks and monks are talking nonsense, a lie made up by the ignorant bastards themselves.
A thin layer of gray clouds appeared in the sky, which quickly blocked out the sunlight and covered the ground with a gray shadow that was almost burning.
"Hurry up, get through this wilderness before nightfall, move fast"
Glancing at the clouds that were getting closer and closer to him, Zachary turned and shouted at the others who were following him.
There is no shortage of the role of "businessman" in any world. Strictly speaking, Zachary is not really a businessman, at best he is a petty peddler. His funds were limited, and he could not handle the thousands of goods like the wealthy merchants, so he could only move from village to village in the wilderness, earning the difference with a small amount of necessities, from which it was not too bad or a lot of money.
Two dilapidated flatbed trucks walked on the sand. They are indeed "walking", there are no engines, and there is no fuel, which is actually two huge boxes welded with metal strips, loaded with wheels and baffles, and there is no second purpose at all except to carry goods. As for the movement of the car itself, it must be completely left to man, or animal.
The five of them split into two groups, with leather ropes on their shoulders, and dragged the flatbed forward in tow. All of them are men, with thin bodies, tattered clothes on their bodies, and you can see the gray-black skin of **. They were glazed over, moving mechanically in the sweltering heat.
"Hurry up you fucking lazy bones"
"I regret hiring you lazy bastards. Run, run, we all risk danger if we drag on, do you want to die here? ”
"I beg you to hurry up, I'll treat you to Redstone City, let you have a good meal, and your wages will be calculated. This kind of generous conditions are enough, right? Let's run."
Zachary was covered with sweat all over his head and body, but he didn't dare to take off his robe. Living in hot areas all year round, and high-level evolutionary people can have direct contact with sunlight. The blazing light is actually quite ordinary, but this wasteland is a legendary ancient battlefield, and the radiation effect has not subsided to this day. Sunlight causes certain particles in the air and soil to mutate, which is fatal to humans who are not physically fully evolved.
Redstone City isn't too far away, but the wasteland is still a wasteland after all. No one dared to cross the area at night, and that was no different from suicide. But even during the day, it's not safe. What Zachary said by "death" is not to scare the hired person, but to really exist and have a high chance of life.
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