Chapter 1525 Miracle and Price

In the eternal darkness regardless of day or night, apart from the searchlights that are so bright that their retinas are about to burn, there is only the light from the iron mountain.

The flames of the casting furnace surged from the heart of the furnace and reflected on the dark clouds of the Iron Curtain, reflecting a scarlet light that was even weirder than hell.

Like a giant eye, it looks down upon the earth coldly.

On the ground, there is only ruins in the dilapidated transfer station.

When the legions of the Abyss finally retreated, they left behind pieces of broken armor that had become unresponsive, as well as injuries and deformities all over the ground, and wailing sounds one after another.

"Ah, I was shot, I'm bleeding all over the floor!"

"My leg, help, my leg."

"Oh my god, I'm going to die. I can't be saved. I'm so miserable..."

"Aqiang, don't die. Aqiang, hold on."

Crying and roaring came one after another, a scene of doomsday, almost everyone was injured, there were many broken legs and feet, and even soldiers who had been cut in half were screaming and shouting in anger on the ground.

In the chaos, there were only crows pushing carts one after another, running calmly back and forth between the sun ship and the battlefield, scooping up the panting and screaming soldiers from the ground, throwing them together, and then sending them to the battlefield. Up the assembly line...

In the distance, the broken frame was running with difficulty, and the solar ship was full of traces of flames.

The disgraced soldiers began patrolling numbly and dullly.

The remaining soldiers are strangers to each other, and they are defeated like a mountain.

No matter who sees this scene, they can feel the fragility of the current power, the ferocity of the Thunder Sea's offensive, and the terrifying gap between them.

It doesn't even matter if they look like they are dying, they just need to blow their breath and they will defeat themselves.

Unfortunately, the dead soul priest has been thinking this way for the past few days.

But the dying opponent in front of him not only didn't die with a bang, but seemed to have to last for hundreds more episodes and several theatrical versions. Maybe he would still be lying in the ICU like this after he died. Half dead.

Oh, I'm dying! Hey, what was I pretending to do? You actually saw through my disguise and found out that I am a strong person but a strong person? I panicked! Wow, it was so powerful. It almost killed me. I was so miserable! I'm dying! I'm really dying! Don't believe it...

Anyone with any brains, who has been working hard around the solar boat for so many days and looks up at the KPIs that have no movement at all, knows that something is seriously wrong.

Even if everything of these guys was completely hammered to pieces on the first day, and corpses were scattered all over the place, they should have been extubated and exhaled, right?

As a result, it didn’t even take the next day, but a few hours later to see me, and I was back to that dying look that gave me toothache...

Counting on the toes, the gains made in these days are enough to kill all the people at the Polar Star Transfer Station up and down more than a dozen times, but there are people who continue to run to the battlefield every day.

It's like the flute player went to hell, the devil is here!

Now, no matter how realistic and tragic this scene is, the ruler can't help but start to wonder...Am I being played by these grandsons?

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Snapped!

"Oops, we can't hold on any longer."

In the conference room inside the solar ship, Huai Shi slumped on a chair, looked at the casualty figures, and began to cry: "The casualties are heavy, no matter how much the losses continue... in two years there will be no survivors at our transfer station!!!" "

"Ah, yes, yes."

"Yes, there are too many losses."

"It's in danger!!!"

The people next to him nodded wildly and agreed.

Different from the wailing and wailing appearance outside, he suddenly became a little joyful, so magical that people couldn't tell whether he was dreaming or not.

But the reason why the atmosphere is so relaxed is that...

We really have nothing to lose!

Transfer station?

Isn't it just something that took two days to build? It's a big deal that it needs to be demolished and then rebuilt. Anyway, the construction team has already gone out to rebuild the wall and maintain the fortress.

Supplies?

Whether it is the unlimited supply of metal explosives on the Tianque assembly line or various border relics, or the tanks and Titans waiting for repair in the solar ship repair shop... For the Original Sin Legion, it is completely zero cost!

Even if the loss increases ten times, I will lose if I frown.

Even now, the only irreparable losses are a few batches of long-range missiles and precision components that were scrapped during the depth surge.

The few nuclear warheads at the bottom of the box brought by the Cast Iron Legion were still sitting in the depth maintenance matrix gathering dust, and had not been touched at all.

With the casting furnace, a terrifying productivity that is even more outrageous than 3D printing, almost all the needs registered in the Astronomical Society's regular material supply catalog can be self-sufficient.

As for food and water?

Instead of worrying about this, Huai Shi would be better worried that one day the king would get mad and go to the front line to come and show off to him.

As a super logistics base that once single-handedly provided breakfast, lunch, dinner, afternoon tea, and supper for sixteen legions, even now, the food in the cold storage of the Original Sin Legion is still piling up like a mountain. Even if everyone expands several times in size and is free to eat, It’s also enough to last for several months.

As for water... With Yun Zhongjun still worried about not having water to drink, it would be a bit of a brain problem.

The only thing that made Huai Shi frown was the dead and wounded.

——The dead in battle, six hundred and forty-one.

Not sixty thousand, not six thousand, but six hundred.

Faced with the continuous siege of the Sea of ​​Thunder, it lasted for five days before losing one-fifth of its strength?

Even if it is placed in the center, Ahe's first reaction is to feel that you are thinking too much and starting to daydream.

Such fantastic data is no longer outrageous.

Compared with this boastful achievement, this small loss is already a miracle that cannot be overstated.

Such a small number of battle deaths lies in the fact that... the medical resources on the solar ship are so abundant that they are almost overflowing.

And, Sophora japonica poems.

For so many days, apart from maintaining defense, Huaishi's only job was to provide first aid.

It can be regarded as a return to his true role as a gold medal support.

With the vitality that Da Siming and countless plants plundered from the abyss, as long as there is still breath, no matter whether it is disabled, seriously injured, missing internal organs, even if it is beheaded, as long as it is not brain dead, then Huai Shi can stabilize the situation immediately , and then spend time and effort to bring people back.

Replenish blood for lack of blood, replenish meat for lack of meat, replenish viscera for lack of viscera, and replenish prosthetic limbs for lack of bone. Now he can produce more than 70% of the artificial organs in the Ivory Tower's patent library with his eyes closed.

With the Border Prison module, even the Supreme Essence can be freely supplied - it consumes so much, it is not as much as the Nautilus consumes after being driven out for ten minutes.

Most of the time, as soon as the dying soldier closed his eyes and opened them, he found himself soaked in a life-sustaining cabin. Next to him, there were slumped-faced medical soldiers knocking on the glass, reminding him not to pretend to be awake. Damn it, get out and vacate your position.

Even such rough treatment may significantly shorten your lifespan and cause serious consequences. But now that the situation has reached this juncture, who else cares about this?

On the first day they boarded the ship, everyone rushed to sign the agreement, fearing that such a good thing would be gone if they were too late.

So much so that every day, carloads of broken limbs and broken bodies were hauled out, and tons of ash were burned, but only a few people were actually dead.

Even if they are killed in battle, their consciousness will flow into Guixu together with the source material, and be preserved and sealed by Huai Shi with Yang Sheng, so that they can be brought back to the Sea of ​​Silver in the future.

As for the rest...

In the large group of Huaishi, the iron crows didn't even know what death was. They worked frantically all day long, even pulling out two of the ruler's hairs.

Anyway, you can be reborn in Guixu after being hung up for two days.

The relationship between Da Siming and Da Qun is so close that they are almost one. As long as Da Siming is still there, no matter how damaged the Da Qun is, they can be quickly replenished.

And the snake people... have no concept of dying in battle.

The terrifying vitality that they could survive for five or six hours even after being cut into several sections, the excellent body that had absolutely no rejection, and the souls blessed and protected by the beast of the end, had already made their lives hard. To an incredible extent.

The person in the current situation still needs surgery, so they just need to move back, Huaishi pours some life force and essence into it, rubs a few circles of silver blood potion on the wound to seal it, and the next day he can act like a normal person. As for the dead, just remove the memory glands and bring them back to the settlement for conception and reincarnation.

Most of the Paradise Guards are now stationed at the Ivory Tower, and the one on the ship only plays the role of security guards and workers, with no chance of going to the battlefield.

The frost giants had long since pledged their allegiance to Shijagul with Huaishi's permission and became a large group of Valkyries. Now I follow Valkyrie on the battlefield every day, and when I get home, I have wine and meat every day, and I am so happy that I go crazy.

Now, in the conference room, everyone nodded with satisfaction after taking stock of the situation at hand.

Although the situation looks bleak, it is actually very bleak. But when faced with such a situation, it was so bleak that people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It’s getting better and better, it’s getting better and better...

All in all, the morale is high, and we can at least perform for another eighty or ninety days, so there is no problem!

As for eighty or ninety days later...

It's been so long, and if support hasn't arrived yet, Huai Shi can take his brothers and sail home to receive military medals. Why would there be any need to worry about this?

At the end of the meeting, after dealing with most of the issues, Huai Shi nodded, reiterated his plan to survive, and finally said:

"Everyone, please don't relax. Work harder, howl a little more, and make it miserable. Let's all add chicken drumsticks tonight!"

"Great!!!"

Everyone raised their arms and cheered!

However, after most people left, Huai Shi saw figures coming and going at the door of the conference room.

Colonel Julian of the Mercury Corps.

The middle-aged man hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong?" Huai Shi asked, "Has Nemeth's injury worsened?"

"No, he's still sleeping, it's not him."

Julian shook his head, "The military police just informed me that there was another fight in the cafeteria a few minutes ago, and someone got out of control."

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, and her expression became solemn.

"Take me there."

A few minutes later, in the confinement room at the edge of the solar ship, Huai Shi saw the soldiers who were in the cage and fell into madness.

Even under the shackles of handcuffs, he was still struggling and roaring. He raised his broken arm and crossed the gap, trying to strangle Huai Shi's neck with the prosthetic limb that had been removed long ago.

His flushed face was covered with veins and his eyes were prominent.

Keep roaring.

Like a wild beast...

In the surveillance video, this man who was normal not long ago suddenly fell into a sluggish state in the noisy environment of the cafeteria. Then he convulsed violently, lost control, and began to attack other members frantically.

In the end, he was suppressed by the surrounding soldiers.

a mess.

In fact, this is not the first time.

The most serious time before was on the battlefield, when crazy soldiers detonated bombs and took away an entire squad.

In the past two days, there have been more and more frictions and fights within the legion.

On the one hand, it comes from the huge battlefield pressure and deep erosion, but on the other hand...

Huaishi's treatment has its limits after all.

No matter how wonderful the rejuvenation is, it will eventually consume people's consciousness, and in the process, Guixu and Tianque will inevitably erode people.

The injuries from the Hell Legion will leave pollution and hidden dangers to the source.

As for some people, after being severely injured several times, they are already overwhelmed.

"The analysis results are out."

Behind Huai Shi, the medical soldier reported softly: "Signs of distortion have appeared."

Huai Shi was silent.

This is the most direct consequence.

Life is exhausted under constant heavy blows, and the correction value within the individual cannot suppress the skyrocketing degree of distortion, causing one's own consciousness and body to begin to lose control...

In the end, he became irreversibly aberrant.

But now, it is just the earliest sign.

In the silence, he looked at the ferocious face and said nothing. He just stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead.

Under the suppression of Da Siming and the comfort of the shadow, that crazy face gradually calmed down, as if waking up from a nightmare, panting with sweat.

Looking at the surrounding scene blankly, unable to understand what happened.

"What's going on?" The soldier asked blankly, "Why am I here?"

Everyone was silent and no one answered.

Only the soldier gradually realized and guessed something. He sat down on the ground feebly, murmuring, and wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing could be said.

With great difficulty, he tried to cover his face with his broken arm at elbow level, blocking the sight of those looking at his face.

In despair, I couldn't help but choked up.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I...I can't remember anything. I obviously took the medicine, I took it all...I didn't think..."

Huai Shi knelt down and sat on the ground. Looking at his embarrassed appearance, she just patted his shoulder.

"Be proud of yourself, soldier, you have fulfilled your duty." Huai Shi said softly: "I remember you, you have sacrificed three times and gave everything you had.

Including the soul. "

He told the man in front of him: "Your merits are with the Legion of Original Sin."

The out-of-control man raised his head, looked at that sincere face, smiled with difficulty, and wanted to say something, but muddy tears slowly flowed down his face.

"Get some sleep and have a good rest."

Huai Shi picked up the injection gun and said goodbye at the end: "Thank you for your efforts."

Snapped!

The sedative in the syringe was pushed to the bottom instantly and injected into the body.

In the drowsiness that quickly came, the soldier gradually fell to the ground. Next to him, the medical soldiers skillfully picked him up from the ground, put him on a stretcher, and took him to the operating room.

Half an hour later, he had been put into the coffin-like life-support cabin, and his source material and body had completed freezing.

Under the conveyor belt, it was transported into the storage warehouse of the solar ship.

Together with more than a hundred other life-sustaining capsules.

For a long time, Huai Shi remained silent, then turned and left.

On his wrist, the signal from the bridge kept flashing on the bracelet.

Emergency notification——

——Signal for help!