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Volume 1, Chapter 73, Monk

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    Chapter 73 Monk

    "Whoosh¡ª¡ª"

    A rocket trailing an orange tail flame drew a curved trajectory in the air from top to bottom and exploded about five meters away from the rock.  Accompanied by the deafening explosion, large pieces of scattered stones were lifted high, and pushed by the force of inertia, they rained down in different directions.

    At the same time, an attacker lying on the top of the mountain keenly captured the movements of the target hiding behind the rocks.  He decisively pulled the trigger, and the powerful bullet accurately penetrated the arm of a skeleton warrior. Amidst the shrill screams, a bright red mist of blood sprayed out not far from the edge of the rock.

    "Damn, hide, hide quickly¡ª¡ª"

    While yelling and cursing, Humann dragged the injured man's leg back to the dead corner behind the rock. He then took off his first aid kit, took out anesthetic spray and a hemostatic bandage and hurriedly wrapped it around the wound.

    Including him, there were only three soldiers and the newly injured teammate left - the death rate of the entire team was more than half.

    When he was attacked, he sent out a distress signal.  Under normal circumstances, the rescue troops dispatched from the departure point and the stronghold stationed at the other end of the valley mouth will arrive within an hour.  However, two hours passed, and Humann did not hear any gunshots that were significant in counterattack.

    Looking through the rock gap and looking at the steep and sharp mountain wall on the opposite side, the expression on Hueman's face became increasingly gloomy.

    He could only judge the approximate location of his opponent through the barrel of the gun, but was unable to organize an effective counterattack - at least four sniper rifles were aimed at the rock where the team was hiding.  The slightest movement would immediately call for gunfire.

    Even though it was winter, Huemann's entire vest was soaked with the sweat of fear and despair.

    Without reinforcements, he would be trapped here alive.

    "Bang¡ª¡ª"

    Suddenly, huge and brutal gunshots came from the mountains to the south, shaking the entire valley.

    Humanman quickly raised the tactical binoculars in his hand and looked from a hidden angle along the direction of the shooting. He saw a vague figure shaking a few times at the top of the east mountain pass, like a drunken man falling down the mountain.

    "It's our people¡ª¡ª"

    Humann and the surviving soldiers became nervous and excited. They clenched the weapons in their hands and quickly calculated the available blind spots in the no longer tight blockade. They were ready to rush out from behind the rocks at any time to cooperate with the rescuers.  Launch a counterattack.

    A few minutes later, another gunshot echoed over the valley.  In response, a thin rain of blood burst out on the northeastern hill a hundred meters away.

    This time, Huemann finally saw a faint wisp of blue smoke rising from the southern hillside.  Based on visual estimation, the opponent's shooting range is at least more than 1,300 meters.  And that direction leads to the location of the team's camp.

    The attacker hiding on the top of the mountain seemed to have lost his patience, and several black shadows quickly shrank away within sight.  Maybe I feel unwilling to do so!  A dazzling flame suddenly appeared from where they were, and at that moment, dull gunshots were heard again from the mountain pass to the south.  The fire quickly expanded into a fireball, and then triggered a violent and shocking explosion, and a thick black smoke rose on the surface of the hill to the north of the blockade.

    When Humann led the remaining members of the team to evacuate the canyon along the mountain road, Lin Xiang also left the latent sniper position and came to the body of the attacker closest to him.

    This is a tall, strong man.  The powerful sniper warhead accurately hit his head. Except for the fact that his body remained intact, all parts above the shoulders had exploded into rotten flesh and debris scattered on the surrounding ground.

    After carefully observing the surrounding environment and confirming that there was no potential danger, Lin Xiang squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and gently touched the surface of the tan battle suit that wrapped the body.

    The texture of the clothing is very fine, and its flexibility is no less than that of the clothing issued by the Skeleton Knights.  The elbows and knees are equipped with protective devices made of rubber and cotton materials.  The large-caliber sniper rifle that fell next to it should be an imitation of the SSG3000 made in Switzerland in the old days.  Not only that, the fighting daggers, anti-infantry grenades and various related equipment found on the corpse far exceeded the equipment of the Sosbia Company mercenaries known to Lin Xiang, and even compared with the Skeleton Knights.  Nothing less.

    There is no doubt that this is a well-trained and well-equipped armed force.  But Lin Xiang knew nothing about their actual identity and purpose.  After all, he is still very unfamiliar with this new world.

    After simply looking around, Lin Xiang's eyes finally landed on a special mark about the size of a palm on the front of the corpse, on the chest.

    That is oneA dazzling red cross pattern, a knight's long sword with a European medieval style, is inserted diagonally from the notch in the upper right corner of the pattern until it sinks into the end in the lower left corner.

    "Sword and cross?"

    Lin Xiang frowned.  The civilization gap caused by the nuclear explosion makes the new generation of humans not have a deep understanding of such things as "religion".  But with the memory of the old times, he knew very well what meaning this pattern, which was both religious and a symbol of the conqueror, represented.

    ¡°I don¡¯t know why, but he always feels something weird about this pattern.  Among themthere seems to be something missing.

    Continue to look for more clues on the body.  In the undershirt pocket near his chest he found two other items.

    Several overlapping banknotes folded in half.  The base color is pure white, with a pattern of a kind old man shrouded in light yellow light printed in the center of the coin face, and hollow crosses decorated with classical patterns on the left and right sides.  In the upper right corner of the banknote, parallel to the currency value number "10", there is a line of red Latin text printed using letterpress technology.

    Lin Xiang is not a professional linguist, but this line of text is not unfamiliar to him.  Letters with the same content can often be seen on the title pages of Bibles in the old days.  If they were translated into Chinese, it would be"salvation".

    The other thing is a thin booklet - "The Gospel of the Redeemer"

    When you open the cover of the book, which is also decorated with a cross pattern, what comes into view is this passage.

    ¡°Evil enemies use their tyranny and tyranny to make righteous people feel beleaguered on all sides.

    However, in the name of fraternity and kindness,

    The warrior who leads the weak through the dark canyon,

    You will be protected by God,

    Because he is the true guardian of his people and the savior of lost children.

    I will be filled with hatred and overwhelming anger,

    Destroy any enemy who seeks to poison and massacre my fellow citizens.

    The moment I shoot the fire of vengeance at you,

    You will know that my name is Jehovah.  "

    "Jehovah¡­¡­"

    Faintly repeating this name, which has special meaning to religious believers in the old days, Lin Xiang put all the gains into his backpack.

    He finally understood why he had that strange special feeling when he saw the cross pattern.

    The similar patterns that appear on the deceased¡¯s clothing, banknotes, and books are all hollow.  One very important thing is missing - the image of the Crucifixion.

    It makes sense that clothes and banknotes use simplified patterns.  But even books, which are obviously used for propaganda purposes, are so similar, which is really intriguing.

    "Probably, Jesus was also killed in that terrible nuclear war. He was able to come to the core of religion in this new world alive, and only Jehovah was left alone"

    Muttering a meaningless joke, Lin Xiang took out the dagger from his waist and used the sharp tip to peel away the combat uniform wrapped around the corpse, completely exposing the body of the deceased that retained the last trace of warmth to the cold.  in the air.

    The sharp blade easily cut through the soft skin, and the bright red and smooth muscle layer quickly retreated toward both sides. At the edge of the red and white flesh fracture, you can see the thin fat squeezed in it.  When the wind blows, this layer of bright yellow material will always cause a slight tremor.  It seems that they did not die with the disappearance of the life signal, but instead possessed more powerful and strange vitality.

    Lin Xiang turned the dagger over and used the serrated back to stretch it back and forth through the gaps between the neatly arranged ribs.  Soon, a piece of bone the size of a knuckle was sawed off.

    He is not a corpse abuser, nor does he have any special interest in appreciating naked corpses.  He just wanted to find more secrets that he didn't know from this bone.

    The edges of the bone fractures are very neat, the fine bones are tightly combined, and there is almost no sign of looseness in the middle. The surface of the joints is smooth and flat, and there is no trace of cracks in the part connected to the fracture.

    Only enhanced or evolved people have such hard bones.

    Based on normal probability calculations, the number of evolved individuals due to radiation among ordinary people is about one thousandth.  If all the mysterious attackers wearing brown combat uniforms have the same superpowers as this corpse, they can only be attributed to the enhanced human beings facilitated by the use of potions.

    Lin Xiang has never had a very accurate concept of money.  But he will never forget that after his resurrection, the first meal he had in Rock Town was two fist-sized pieces of hard bread bought for one Sospian dollar.??

    The strengthening potions sold by the "Doctors United Association", even the most common and least effective red potions that can only promote first-level abilities, cost as much as 10,000 Sospian dollars.

    An organization that can use enhanced drugs on a large scale must be a behemoth with astonishing financial resources, technology, and strength.

    Swinging the dagger, he cut off the piece of clothing with a cross pattern from the corpse's chest, and slowly wiped the blood stains remaining on the blade.  Lin Xiang's calm face slowly released a smile from the bottom of his heart.

    "It seems that I am not the only one who wants to cause trouble for the Skeleton Knights."

    Along the narrow mountain road, in the open space near the edge of the valley, the Human team discovered Lin Xiang's "Hummer" off-road jeep parked there with the Knights' logo painted on both sides.  The relieved skeleton warrior immediately built a simple fortification based on the location of the vehicle. Under the dual psychological torment of anxiety and a little anticipation, he waited for reinforcements he had never met.

    Half an hour later, Lin Xiang, with four SSG3000 sniper rifles hanging on his shoulders and an imitation RPG rocket launcher in his left hand, slowly walked over from the mountain road and appeared in the sight of the rescued.

    Huemann looked at him carefully.

    The sunlight, weakened to a minimum by the clouds, fell from the sky, shining a not too intense spot on Lin Xiang's body.  The figure in line with the golden proportions, set off by the light gray standard combat uniform, shows the unique strength and fitness of men.  A strand of slightly long black hair hangs down from his forehead, forming a beautiful curved arc.  The pale yellowish white skin is extremely delicate, and the well-defined cheeks are enough to make even the most beautiful women feel jealous.  Especially those eyes that are as transparent as black pearls, so pure that nothing superfluous can be seen.

    Human instinctively loosened his hand on the trigger of the AK rifle, stretched out directly to the opposite side, and said in a grateful yet solemn tone: "Hello! I am Second Lieutenant Human, attached to the 6th Infantry of the 21st Defense Zone.  Brigade.¡±

    "My name is Lin Xiang, a C-level mercenary affiliated with the Knights." As he spoke, Lin Xiang took out his identification card and handed it over with a smile.

    "Those guys at the headquarters are all idiots. With your strength, you should be rated at least A level or above." Humanman shook his head dissatisfied, glanced behind Lin Xiang, and asked doubtfully: "Why, you are the only one  one person?"

    "I came over after hearing the emergency call." Lin Xiang threw the seized weapons into the carriage, took out the cross pattern cut from the corpse from his pocket, and spread it out in the palm of his hand: "This is from the attacker's body.  found."

    "The Sword of God? It turns out to be these guys!" Humanman glanced at it and immediately cried out: "This area does not belong to the sphere of influence of the Holy Court, why are they here?"

    "The Holy Court?" Lin Xiang keenly caught the new terms in the other party's words.

    "That's a bunch of guys who call themselves God's messengers and like to pretend to be gods." Human curled his lips in disdain and picked up the injured soldier from the ground: "Let's go to the camp together! I must report the entire battle process according to regulations, and you can too  Got a very good commission.¡±

    "my pleasure!"

    Lin Xiang smiled and took out the "Gospel of the Redeemer" from his pocket and shook it: "Also, can you tell us more about these guys? Just think of it as a story to kill boring time"

    "The Sword of God" is a religious organization through and through.

    The core of their power is said to be on another continent.  However, this does not prevent them from establishing their own power bases around the world in the name of missionary work.  The "Skeleton Knights" and the "Sword of God" have contact in almost all red areas. Every time the two sides meet, there will be fierce fighting.  The only difference is that the former calls this behavior "consolidating the resource area" and the latter calls it "taking back God's territory from the devil."

    The area occupied by the "Sword of God" is commonly known as the "Holy Court".  Depending on the region, they will appoint core ruling figures such as bishops or archbishops based on the size of the territory, population, availability of resources, etc.  His status is equivalent to that of a parasitic senior officer within the Skeleton Knights.  Below the bishop, there are priests responsible for managing various population settlements in the region.  There is a church in the parish, and trained missionaries will use the method of "spreading the gospel" to induce the residents in the territory to believe.

    Unlike the voluntary belief of the Vatican in the old days, the so-called "induction" method of the "Sword of God" is actually equivalent to coercion.  They have their own independent armed organization-the monastery, and the "monks" who receive strict training are fully armed soldiers.  Holding the "Gospel" in their left hand and assault rifles in their right hands, they forced all the people in the area under their control to worship God and donate half of the resources produced toLocal church.  After these materials are centralized and organized, the priest will keep some or all of them and transfer them back to the bishop-level church for military, economic, development and other aspects according to the development of the town where he is located.

    The people who ambushed Heumann's team were a group of monks.

    This is not a believer who stayed in a monastery in the old days and only knew how to practice silently.  In addition to chanting "Jehovah" at all times, they are also proficient in fighting and rich in combat experience. They can flexibly operate armored vehicles and tanks, throw grenades, and use RPG rocket launchers.  They are no longer wearing loose monk uniforms, but combat uniforms made of highly elastic materials with good defensive capabilities.

    A monk is actually a warrior.

    They are led by higher-ranking missionaries and form relatively independent fighting groups.  Its nature is exactly the same as the combat team under the Knights.

    "The Sword of God" completely abandons all the good things of the old Catholicism.  These New Age religious fanatics no longer believe in Jesus, and the name of Our Lady is no longer mentioned in the New Bible.  They only believe in Jehovah and the so-called ¡°sword of God¡± and ¡°the wrath of Jehovah.¡±

    "These guys are a bunch of lunatics. God is a fucking slogan in their mouths. They hold naked girls to vent their animal desires and loudly declare that this is God's will. They use assault rifles to shoot civilians who are unwilling to believe in religion, claiming that this is God's will."  God's punishment. They will also use excuses such as "God's people share it together" to rush into other people's homes unscrupulously and take everything for themselves. To put it bluntly, they are a group of lunatics, barbarians, ignorant scum,  The religious scum of humanity.¡±

    These are Huemann¡¯s original words.

    After listening to all this quietly, Lin Xiang showed no expression on his face.  Perhaps as he said - this is just a story used to kill time, with no practical significance and no intelligence value.

    Of course, only Lin Xiang knows what he is thinking.
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