Chapter 28 Chapter 128 Making up for Mistakes

Chapter 28 Chapter 1.28 Making up for mistakes

The canyon was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke, the smell of blood, and the panic and courageous screams of the wounded and incapacitated soldiers in Ji'an City. As for Wei Keng, he had to face a rolling car, an injured dragon and a mechanical beast that needed last-minute blows.

Facing the equipment lying around, Wei Keng picked up the captured assault rifle, disassembled and assembled it according to the tutorial provided by the system, and then selected a prominent large rock two hundred meters away as the target for calibrated shooting.

After a few bursts of fire, Wei Keng still insisted on his previous view. If this weapon is used properly, it will bring huge casualties to himself. However, the army that just attacked him has no combat organization at all. The machine gunner was Sniper kills, no one is there to make up for it!

During the entire battle after the white-bearded commander overturned his car, this team effectively opened fire on him, that is, there were no more than eight people from the beginning to the end who aimed their guns at him at three points and one line.

Moreover, Wei Keng himself was still at risk. When eight people were aiming at him, the system marked the threat trajectories in Wei Keng's vision in advance, and the sniper killed them in a few tenths of a second.

The infantrymen in Ji'an City lay flat, and mortar shells fell from the sky one after another, making several other armored vehicles unnecessary obstacles. The drivers of these vehicles may have been fighting with the wind in a safe steel shell. Too many, and they have no understanding of the battlefield. When encountering artillery fire that can destroy themselves, they either make a sudden U-turn, or they want to go to the side of the hillside and take a detour.

The car that turned around collided with other carriages. In order to escape, it stepped on the accelerator and crushed Ryoma to death.

The car that wanted to go up the hillside to take a detour obviously didn't have the skills. The vehicle tilted along the hillside, and the wheels rattled on a big rock. The balance was completely lost, and it rolled directly down the hillside. Finally, the four tires rolled towards the sky.

Being such a novice, Wei Keng simply let the machine gun fire directly and joined in the suppression process.

The Wei Keng brigade, which originally planned only to conduct guerrilla warfare and respond to harassment, now carried submachine guns and walked down the mountain.

This was supposed to be a bloody distance. Wei Keng ran for a full minute from 300 to 80 meters, but he did not encounter any fire resistance along the way.

Only five Wei Keng were shot in this battle. Since Wei Keng was carrying a Kevlar helmet and ceramic plate body armor from the first batch of supplies, the projectiles basically did not penetrate Wei Keng's armor. Only Wei Keng was unlucky. He was shot in the shoulder, which was probably the only battle damage.

When Wei Keng completed the deployment of the infantry team at the front, "click, click, click", a submachine gun with a large magazine fired at close range, causing the group of guys to run away with their heads in their arms. Then, they ran away through the opening left by Wei Keng. , leaving 78 wounded and 14 corpses.

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Fifteen minutes after the battle ended, far from the rear of the battlefield.

At the main production base, after receiving the battle situation information provided by the system, Wei Keng came to Fang Hong and Zeng He and asked more implicitly: "This, Kao Mu, do you know the white-haired old man?"

Fang Hong frowned: "He is from the military faction in the parliament. He has always been asking for increased military investment in the city."

Zeng He: "What's wrong? Is he the coach of this crusade against you?"

Wei Keng nodded: "Are you familiar with him?"

Zeng He shook his head: "I'm not familiar with him. This old man is very stubborn." She thought that Wei Keng wanted her to help with the conversation, so she immediately rejected the task. When she thought of the old man's mean attitude towards her who had been a prisoner. My face felt uncomfortable.

Fang Hong was kind-hearted and seemed to want to help Wei Keng, so he promised Wei Keng to "come forward and communicate". As a result, Zeng He pulled him back. Zeng He shook his head and told Fang Hong to leave him alone.

Wei Keng paused and said, "Well, I just had an encounter with him."

Zeng He looked stunned and wanted to ask hurriedly. At this time, it was Fang Hong who grabbed her. He looked at Wei Keng and motioned for Wei Keng to speak.

Wei Keng took a deep breath and said: "This battle was a 50-50 draw with him. He and I have won each other's respect, so the problem is solved. I think you can go home tomorrow. You need to take care of yourself." Do you want to order some specialties? Chili peppers, native ginger, or ground soybean oil? "The ground soybean oil is squeezed from plants with peanut genes.

Fang Hong and Zeng He stared at each other in confusion.

Wei Keng asked everyone about the prisoners, but none of them were familiar with Kao Mu. It seemed that this stubborn old guy was not very popular. Wei Keng: "No one seeks revenge from me."

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When Wei Keng's consciousness gathered and he was extremely relieved after completely settling the matter, the sudden anxiety and severe pain spread throughout the Wei Keng cluster. This intense awareness of alarm seems possible? The Wei Keng people do not want to admit that "one of their own individuals" has died.

And now this kind of thing is happening in the northwest.

A liquid mass three meters in diameter in the jungle is digesting Wei Keng.

This Wei Keng led the reconnaissance team, when the Wei Keng group focused its main attention on the human forces in Ji'an City in the east. Wei Keng stationed in the northwest is just a standard team of ten people. Therefore, in the face of the sudden deterioration of the situation, the Wei Keng cluster was seriously lacking in attention.

If Wei Keng had not become an enemy of Ji'an City, or if the two sides had reached a peace agreement earlier, Wei Keng's plan would have sent a force of hundreds of people to conduct a sweeping exploration of the mountains and forests, and this crisis would have been eliminated in advance. But who can budget in advance?

The wrapped Wei Keng was twitching violently, and the nerves in the vacuole drilled into Wei Keng's ears, nose and mouth, trying to connect consciousness.

The Wei Keng individual was now trapped in a fantasy where everything was very beautiful. The palace was pure gold, and there was no withered flower. There was sweet water flowing in the pond. A charming woman was chatting with him, constantly asking him something, and her tone was so gentle and beautiful. But the warning from the consciousness reminded him that he was in the range of influence of the "truth serum".

However, this beauty only lasted for a short while. After his resolute resistance, he suddenly fell into the abyss. Thunder, electricity, and the feeling of shattering inch by inch on his body all came towards him. The huge figure represented something that he had to surrender. And it was this condescending training that seemed to trigger a string in the captive Wei Keng.

Half an hour later,

the big vacuole stopped the interrogation.

It spit out Wei Keng, who had melted halfway and whose head had shrunk by one third. Something was shrinking in its vacuole, and several black spiked limbs popped out like blades, which made it look like a spider.

A human face gradually emerged on the body of the spider's large droplet, and next to it, a person with a dark green body and eyes that stretched out like snail tentacles came to the side, and the two sides exchanged information with the touching neuronal links.

They got very little information about these Wei Kengs, only a few fragments of pictures, such as high-rise buildings, subways and various fast shuttles, which were pictures of the civilized world.

The scientific name of this spider and this snail eye in this world is fusion man.

Before the Pandora era, humans were the only species that used their own brain configuration to give birth to complex consciousness, and the total number reached 8 billion, so such excellent human genotypes were also obtained by communities in various regions. When the community needed some highly intelligent individuals with logical analysis ability, they would find human genes to give birth to this kind of fusion people who were very strange in the eyes of natural people.

However, most humans themselves do not understand consciousness, thinking, and wisdom. Before the Great Destruction, global public opinion served a minority of rulers, so the trend was to indulge human desires and facilitate the control of most people.

As long as society has not reached the era of "extremely high spiritual realm, and material consumption and planning are no longer affected by low-level interests". Conscious humans still act according to animal desire instincts most of the time.

Therefore, after Pandora Field communalized human accumulation, the fusion humans created again did not exceed this upper limit.

They now captured a Wei Keng, and tried to control human external senses through nerves as before, and then control them. For the first time, they did not achieve the desired effect.

Therefore, the two fusion humans did not understand.

At this time, Wei Keng, who was twitching underground, could no longer tell whether it was day or night, and whether he was still in the illusion. He was still struggling, struggling with his breath.

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On the east side, the Wei Keng Brigade, which had just finished fighting in Ji'an City, was marching hard. In order to determine the best route and ensure that there was no ambush ahead, a large number of small columns were sent from the Wei Keng base camp to directly insert into the route nodes to determine the road conditions ahead for the large army.

Those themselves, the Wei Keng group must save, but they will never make the mistake of Ji'an City, and the road must be explored.

The goal Wei Keng has set for himself now: a forced march of 100 kilometers in one day and one night.

The forced march record in the main world is 14 hours, and a forced march of 72.5 kilometers of mountain roads.

Wei Keng is now saving lives, and forcing himself to get closer, but Wei Keng is still slightly confident. The physical fitness of the troops who set that record is definitely not as good as his own. He is uniformly 1.9 meters tall and takes bigger steps. Moreover, he is also lightly equipped and only carries rifles and grenade launchers. Mortars and heavy machine guns are for the second wave to carry and keep up.

After Wei Keng tied the bandage, he started running desperately. After running for seven kilometers, the soles of my feet began to swell, and the blood blisters on the soles of my feet hurt like a blunt knife scraping the flesh. At the same time, the pain in my calves was like countless ants crawling in my blood vessels.

After running 20 kilometers, the pain in the soles of my feet disappeared and began to numb. My legs began to ache. After running 30 kilometers, the pain in my legs was already trembling. After running 40 kilometers, my legs took mechanical steps directly, and part of me began to hurt.

Brush, brush, brush, the sound of the weapons vibrating slightly on my body sounded softly as the whole team moved forward, and there was no other sound. As the suffering self in my consciousness further transmitted back the unspeakable pain, and these pains were accompanied by the temptation of approaching the limit of myself again and again, my desire to survive forced me to continue running. Between enduring torture and enduring fatigue, Wei Keng Group chose the latter.

After a day and a night, there seemed to be a change. The feeling of fatigue spread throughout the body, brewing to the extreme, and it seemed that something suddenly opened up. The flesh in the abdomen and thighs seemed to turn into liquid cells and flow toward the muscles.

After a systematic analysis, I got good news. I once again started "unusual life activities".

After reading the information, Wei Keng sighed: "After all, this is not the physical situation of the main world. There is life radiation here, so my forced march cannot be compared with the main world."

Bai Linglu was busy again. Wei Keng's case was enough for her to write several high-value papers.

In this world, if the will of the gene community is very strong, it is very difficult to kill it simply by exhaustion. When the state of some tissues drops to a certain threshold, other cells will supply in the unified life radiation field. Now all higher animals have the recovery ability of amoeba in life radiation.

At this time, Wei Keng's abdomen, thighs, and fat cells are rapidly reducing organic matter, and the decomposed sugar lipids flow along the body fluids to the muscle cells, and the cells are quickly repaired under the action of the life radiation field. This forced march is just to lose seven or eight pounds of fat.

After the twenty-eighth hour of the march, I felt that my thighs were sore again, and the soles of my feet felt painful again, but my whole body had such an endless strength.

When all endurance is on the verge of the limit, what can support oneself to persist is not whether the party who inflicts pain on oneself will become kind, but that one is sure that one has more and more confidence to fight. Therefore, the limit of human tolerance will also break through the upper limit of the past layer by layer.

After the thirty-sixth hour, the march reached a distance of 150 kilometers, and Wei Keng's pain gradually disappeared. This time it was not numbness, but an itchy feeling of flesh growing well. There should be a thick layer of calluses on the soles of his feet, as if they had turned into a pair of shoes.

When they approached a distance of only 60 kilometers, Wei Keng and his companions could clearly feel the captured but still alive self. It seemed that the oil was running out and he would be annihilated at any time. The marching Wei Keng said nothing and tried to continue to increase the speed. His breathing became deeper and deeper. Of course, he did not dare to open his mouth, because opening his mouth would lose water.

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At the same time, this group of symbiotic groups now crossed two hills and stopped by a lake. The supply beasts that came this time gnawed down a large tree, and then sprayed gastric juice with a strong smell, and then wrapped it with leaves like a cocoon.

Two hours later, the wood fibers in the cocoon will break and can be swallowed into the abdomen in large mouthfuls. And when they are full, they will send themselves to the strong in the community for them to insert a tube to suck blood.

Compared with Wei Keng's long-distance raid, this gene group heading south was just on a picnic, moving only ten kilometers in the past two days.

And in this group, the detained Wei Keng survivor was wrapped by spiders for the eighth time.

As his own group kept approaching, the incomplete Wei Keng had already felt his arrival. But now! Under torture, Wei Keng no longer expected the rescuers to arrive as soon as possible, so he held his breath and looked forward to hope.

Because these days, he has seen it through, and there is no luck anymore. When the self-group approaches, the enemy will definitely kill him.

However, the incomplete Wei Keng is still insisting, but what is the reason for insisting now?

Sensing the nerve tentacles that are connected to him again in the vacuole, Wei Keng, who has lost his vision and hearing, said fiercely: "You have tortured me for so many days, I want to see the frustration of you having to give up, and the cowardly look of admitting defeat."