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The former site of the ancient Ganzhao Temple, the headquarters of the Sixth Field Army of the Black Star Chariot.
The heavy rain is pouring, and the light red raindrops hit the skin with burning pain. If you expose your mouth and nose to the rain, you will feel a choking and pungent itching sensation.
Among the ruins of the temple after the bombing, a thin figure ignored the red torrential rain with strong radiation, burying his head in the ruins and pulling something.
This is a skinny and dark boy, with bare feet and protruding ribs, with a dull expression.
Suddenly, he pulled out a bone flute inlaid with silver from under a green tile.
He put the bone flute in front of his eyes and stared blankly for a while, then grinned his mouth to reveal his blackened teeth and took a few bites, but naturally he couldn't bite.
There was a dim light in the rain, and the skinny boy looked like a frightened rabbit, turned around and ran away in the heavy rain, stepping on the sewage puddles, his feet making a splashing sound as they stepped on the rainwater.
boom.
The boy bumped his head against the black blended gauze trousers and sat down on the ground.
Liang Zhengyong lowered his head and saw the skinny boy sitting on the ground.
The boy looked up blankly, and when he saw the straight black military uniform, he couldn't help but tremble, and moved his body backwards while swaying.
The rough and broad palms enlarged little by little before the boy's eyes, and finally covered the top of his head.
"Ru Suodebo drink obeisance (Are you okay?)"
Liang Zhengyong's voice was deep, and his eyes wandered, seeing the bone flute in the boy's hand, and the dark nasolabial folds on his face deepened a bit.
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Liang Zhengyong greeted his subordinates, stuffed a box of canned fish into the boy's arms, pointed to the bone flute in his hand, and pointed to himself.
The boy glanced down at the tin can in his hand. Not knowing where the strength came from, he dropped the bone flute, turned around and ran away holding the can.
The rain washed the ground, and Liang Zhengyong bent down to pick up the bone flute. If someone pays attention, it is not difficult to find that he is clearly standing in the rain, but his clothes and skin are not even stained by the rain.
This bone flute is made of some kind of animal's leg bone, because of its age, it has turned black, even with silver inlays, it still looks ugly and cruel.
Liang Zhengyong stared at the bone flute for a while, his dry and chapped lips pressed down. It was obviously under the heavy rain, but a golden flame ignited on the ugly bone flute, and black smoke rose until the whole bone flute was burned to ashes.
He stood still, and behind him a female adjutant with a bumpy figure and holding an umbrella came over.
"General, I have a request for instructions from the front line."
"explain."
"Captain Zheng's troops have encircled and suppressed the exiled Laoqiao tribe, and have driven them deep into the mountains. What Captain Zheng means is to burn the mountains and leave no one behind."
"Why did you ask me specifically?"
"Among the mob following Old Joe, one-third are children and the elderly. It is difficult to confirm whether these people are being coerced or diehards"
Liang Zhengyong looked through the torrential rain, and the skinny boy got into the small nest made of iron sheets and wooden slats. The sound of the rain could hardly conceal the childish cheers from the small nest.
"We're running out of time, this is a necessary sacrifice."
The female adjutant nodded, paused and said: "In addition"
"Um?"
"Major General Liang's situation is not very good. In the Great Devil's Lake, more than one living corpse warrior with a fourth-order gene was found, and his ability is unique, so it is difficult to solve. Please look over the specific situation."
"Tell Xiao Zheng not to rush back after completing the task, but go directly to the Great Devil Lake to support Liang Wei and Qiao Xing."
While talking, Liang Zhengyong took the document from the female adjutant's hand, flipped through a few pages at random, and then frowned. The situation was even worse than he had imagined.
Who would have thought that the Sixth Field Army, which had almost completely conquered Area B in 200 hours, stumbled on a small big devil lake.
"Forget it."
He closed the file.
"I'll go there myself."
After Li Yan finished speaking, he felt a little embarrassed. After spending a long time picking out high-quality equipment that was discounted, and finally opened his mouth to be tattered, this is not a problem of poor ghosts or poor ghosts, it seems to be a bit of a fault.
However, the greasy face of the quartermaster did not reveal any other meaning.
"Do you want to assemble and repair it yourself?"
He asked tentatively.
"This kind of situation is also more common among hunters. Don't blame me for not reminding you, the technological content of Black Star products is not the same as the old antiques you usually come into contact with.It's an order of magnitude, and it's a common thing to spend money to buy waste to go back. You should think about it carefully. "
Li Yan nodded: "Naturally."
The quartermaster called a young guard with an immature look over.
"Take him to Warehouse No. 4."
After finishing speaking, he faced Li Yan again: "There are other spare parts for large machine tools in the warehouse, and the rent is 500 yuan an hour. No matter what you bring out, you will be charged 30% off the original, how about it?"
"It could not be better."
Li Yan smiled.
He followed behind the guards, and as soon as he left the door, the flow of people came and went with a bang, rushing in a certain direction, a large loading vehicle galloped from the other side of the road, and the medical staff carried the stretcher in a hurry, with stains on their hands. The blood, depending on the circumstances, was from the wounded returning from the front.
In the crowd, Li Yan immediately saw Song Zuo squatting under the telephone pole, smoking silently.
"Sir, this way."
The guard patted him on the shoulder.
Li Yan asked casually: "Where did these wounded come from?"
"I'm not too sure." The guard shook his head, glanced a few times before saying uncertainly, "It seems to be Major General Liang's team."
"Is the battle not going well?"
"How is it possible, Ramjue's lair has been wiped out."
The guards don't seem to know much about the inside story of the Great Devil Lake, or they are extremely confident in the combat capabilities of the Black Star Chariot.
Li Yan generally agrees with his words. He has seen the equipment level of the Sixth Army. Even if there are seven or eight so-called fourth-level genetic ability fighters in the Great Devil Lake, it is difficult to shake them head-on.
Facing fighter planes, tanks, and large-yield aerial bombs, the Great Devil Lake was destroyed. Just a matter of time.
"Please wait for me."
After Li Yan said something, he quickly walked towards Song Zuo, and raised his hand to say hello: "Wait for me?"
Song Zuo spat out the butt of his cigarette: "One hundred thousand yuan is enough to buy me a few lives."
Li Yan took out a long box from the mark, which contained two lavender injections.
This injection belongs to the second-order transformation potion, which is the signature of the Black Star Chariot. Its name is "Steam Giant", which is better in quality than the ordinary "Wanderer", and can quickly enhance the physical function, which is equivalent to a weakened version of the third-order "Wanderer". "God" plus a third-order "Steel Skull". The standard price inside the Black Star chariot is 50,000 yuan, but ordinary people are not eligible to buy it, so it is priceless.
By the way, this kind of injection can also treat common intractable diseases. This is also the characteristic of most genetic medicines in the cold winter era. Without considering the genetic collapse, it is like the Dali Pill that was sold along the street in the past: Yes Heal the disease, strengthen the body without disease
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