Chapter 473 Xiaoyu’s Special Ability (1/2)

When Luo Yu put on his helmet and returned to the game world, he found that he was only a hundred meters away from the ground, and he suddenly became nervous.

The ejection seat looks inconspicuous, but its technical content is not low at all. It can even be said without exaggeration that it is one of the most complex supporting equipment on a fighter jet.

The entire device is composed of thousands of parts. The pilot only needs to ensure the height and pull the handle, and a series of actions from exiting the cabin to landing are automatically completed according to the program.

It can be said to be very convenient.

However--

The premise of convenience is based on general circumstances.

Luo Yu wouldn't believe it even to death. The ejection seat that Mosquito made for him would have thousands of parts. It would be his conscience to have 500 parts!

Unoptimistically, maybe the entire ejection seat was filled with gunpowder under the seat cushion, and the delayed fuse triggered the parachute deployment.

As for automated life-saving procedures...

Luo Yu felt that it might be more appropriate to use the word "seeking blessings for oneself" to describe it.

The parachute swaying in the wind was like a small boat drifting in the rapids. After Luo Yu's sweaty rescue, he finally hit the ground without any danger.

He used a dagger to cut off the parachute rope that was almost wrapped around his head. Luo Yu held on to the rock beside him and retched for a while, then raised his head to observe the situation nearby.

This is an uninhabited Gobi Desert. The ground is covered with coarse gravel and abrupt stones. Looking to the north, you have a broad view, and looking to the south, you can see layers of sand dunes and mountains.

No matter which direction you look, you can't see a trace of human beings.

Returning to the ejection seat, Luo Yu dug out the compressed first aid kit from under the chair.

It contains a map, compass, 1.25L of fresh water, 500g of compressed biscuits, as well as water filters for emergency situations, flashlights, lighters and other small tools for wilderness survival.

In addition, there was a 9mm caliber pistol and two pistol magazines.

For the first time, Brother Mosquito did not cut corners on such a "meaningless" matter, which made Luo Yu feel relieved.

However, when he got the map, he was stunned.

This is a civilian map from the pre-war era. Not to mention any useful geographical information, there is no even the most basic contour lines. However, the roads, buildings, and landmarks that could have been used as reference points have long since disappeared today, more than two hundred years later.

"Oh my god...how should I position this?!"

Just when Luo Yu was in trouble, he suddenly noticed the mountains to the south.

"Wait, the mountain is to the south?"

Luo Yu's heart suddenly moved, and he suddenly remembered the experience at Oasis No. 8 that the battlefield brothers shared on the forum.

"To the north of Oasis No. 8 is a group of mountains. Beyond the boundaries of the Golden Lizard Kingdom, beyond the mountains is the Wandering Swamp... Hiss."

Luo Yu took a breath of cold air.

Good guy.

He actually drifted to the academy's territory!

However, it should still be some distance away from the Wandering Swamp. As far as the eye can see, it is still a desolate desert, and there is no shadow of the swamp.

"The north of Luoxia Province...that's the only information we have. As expected, we still need to go to higher ground to find a solution."

Luo Yu glanced at the mountains to the south.

Over that mountain is the Golden Lizard Kingdom. If that doesn't work, he can go to the Golden Lizard Kingdom first to find someone to ask for directions. Nowadays, the alliance is unstoppable in the Luoxia Province. Even the Lion Kingdom, the former overlord of this desert, has become a de facto vassal of the alliance. The local residents of Oasis No. 8 should not make things difficult for him.

And he remembered that the Eagle fighter jet that suddenly mutinied seemed to have landed in that direction.

I'll look for it later along the way.

After bringing all the supplies with him, Luo Yu checked the magazine in his pistol, and based on his memory from when he was in the sky, he moved toward the Eagle fighter jet.

We walked south for about an hour.

Just when Luo Yu was wondering if he had gone to the wrong place, he finally saw the propeller plane anchored on the flat ground.

The cabin glass was covered with spider web-like cracks, and the surrounding lights were dimly lit, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

After turning on the safety of the pistol, Luo Yu cautiously stepped forward and shouted in non-standard human couplet.

"Hey, are the people inside still alive?"

no answer.

Luo Yu frowned, took out a flashlight and shined a light on it.

The light of the flashlight was imprinted on the cabin glass.

At the same time, there was a creaking sound in the cabin, and a face suddenly hit the hatch covered with spider web-like cracks.

The ferocious face startled Luo Yu, and he almost pulled the trigger of the pistol and blew up the face. Fortunately, he finally managed to hold back.

Good guy!

Gnawer? !

At the same time, a vague sound came from behind the glass covered with spider web-like cracks.

"ba...ba..."

Luo Yu: "???"

What the hell?

He didn't remember that he had a son, and he didn't want to admit that such an ugly guy was born to him.

For a moment, he didn't even know who was taking advantage of whom.

However, the guy sitting in the cabin seemed to have recognized him and kept calling him, but his voice became weaker and weaker, until finally it was completely silent.

Luo Yu swallowed.

Just when he was hesitating whether to get closer and take a look, there was a sudden sound from behind the boulder on the side.

Hearing the noise, a warning signal suddenly arose in his heart, and he immediately pointed the gun over there and shouted sternly.

"who?"

A faint whisper came from behind the boulder, and there was an unexpected hint of grievance in the voice.

"...Eh-huh."

Hearing that voice, Luo Yu was stunned on the spot.

His Adam's apple moved, he lowered the muzzle of the gun in his hand and tried in an uncertain voice.

"...Xiaoyu?"

"Ugh!"

The voice instantly became cheerful.

There was a rustling sound behind the boulder, and a graceful and graceful figure soon appeared behind the boulder.

The edge of the scarlet "skirt" rolled like waves, and Xiaoyu quickly moved in front of him with small steps.

Its expression cannot be seen from the abstract outline of its facial features, but the tentacles swinging like snake hair clearly reveal the joy in its heart.

Luo Yu looked at Xiao Yu in surprise, who could no longer be called a little guy.

I haven't seen it for a while, and I feel that it has grown a little taller, the armor on its skirt has also increased, and the outline of its facial features is closer to that of a human.

However, it didn't completely become its own look. It was more like using its own facial features as a template and incorporating some soft lines.

But what surprised him at this moment was not Xiaoyu's changes, but why it appeared here.

Seeing the "Gnawer" in the cockpit of the "Eagle" fighter jet, he seemed to understand something for a moment and looked at Xiaoyu suddenly.

"Is this...did you do it?"

"Uh-huh!" Xiaoyu made a cheerful voice, as if he was showing off proudly.

Luo Yu didn't know why he could understand its voice, but the emotions flowing in the melody were not difficult for him to understand.

Maybe this is the connection between bloodlines.

After all, it is a special matrix synthesized from its own DNA template.

To be honest, the relationship was too complicated, and he himself didn't understand it clearly.

"...When this war is over, I still have to go to the Lost Valley again and ask the guy named Bai Ge to find out."

But then again...

This guy's skills are pretty awesome!

Not only can it "zombie" an organism, but it can also allow it to retain part of its experience and knowledge as a human on the basis of "mental assimilation", and even actively inherit part of its experience and knowledge from its mother.

Although this statement sounds a bit scary, it is not unreasonable in the game.

Rather, this is in line with the setting of an SSSR-level divine pet!

The mother of death is so weak!

"Ugh!"

Looking at Xiao Yu who was circling around him, Luo Yu suddenly felt something in his heart and asked.

"You said...you have something to show me?"

"Ugh!"

Xiaoyu nodded excitedly, and then took the initiative to walk in front, not forgetting to separate a twitch and wrap it around his wrist.

Luo Yu looked back at the wreckage behind him, tapped his headset with his index finger, took a photo, and then followed Xiao Yu.

After walking for about twenty minutes, one person and one mother quickly arrived at an open flat land.

I saw a huge propeller plane parked alone in the open space among the piles of rotten rocks.

The moment he saw the Dragonfly transport plane, Luo Yu's eyes widened in excitement, he clenched his fists, and it took a lot of effort to restrain the words "I'm Zhuo" that came to his mouth.

"Good guy...did you drive this here?"

"Ugh!"

Xiaoyu nodded his head proudly with a look of joy, and his expression asking for credit seemed to be asking "Do you like it?"

"Haha! That's great!" Unable to conceal the excitement in his heart, Luo Yu couldn't help but praise and reached out to touch Xiao Yu's head, "Well done!"

Now there is no need for anyone to pick him up.

He can fly back by himself!

Putting away the gun in his hand, Luo Yu happily walked into the cabin and came to the cockpit with a familiar routine.

He hasn't flown this transport plane much, but he has flown it once or twice, so it's not very difficult to operate.

The cockpit was crawling with slime mold, crimson clumps almost engulfing the seats and climbing up the console and control levers.

Although this appearance looks a bit ferocious, Luo Yu has long been used to it after having been with Xiao Yu for so long, so he doesn't find it too disturbing.

Sitting in a familiar position, Luo Yu reached out and turned on the power switch. However, when he looked at the dashboard, his brow suddenly twitched hard.

I saw that the pointer was stuck firmly below the 0 scale, and the battery was really drained to the last drop.

Luo Yu let go of his right hand holding the switch with a look of discomfort on his face and leaned back on his seat.

"I'll blanch it!"

It really gave him a little hope, but it immediately plunged him into despair.

Think about it too.

How could the Dragonfly transport aircraft have such a long range? He should not have had such unrealistic illusions from the beginning.

Just when Luo Yu was frowning, Xiao Yu, who had just followed him into the cockpit, didn't know it. He only heard a familiar voice and shouted excitedly.

"Blank!"

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Luo Yu almost choked on his own spit, jumped up from his seat, and quickly looked at the little guy beside him and educated him.

"Don't learn this thing, it's not a good thing to say."

"Huh?" Xiaoyu tilted his head, and the tentacles on the back of his head shook with ripples of confusion, as if he didn't quite understand his reaction.

Just as Luo Yu was preaching to Xiao Yu, several figures approached the Eagle fighter jet they passed by before.

If Luo Yu was still here, he would be surprised that the pilot of the Saber that he was supposed to blow up did not die, but survived.

But even if he is not dead, his disgraced look cannot be said to be very optimistic.

At this moment, a pair of avant-garde handcuffs were hanging on his hands, and he was sandwiched between two armed guards like a prisoner.

Several men in white uniforms stood in front of him, staring with interest at the propeller plane eroded by slime mold and whispering, seemingly discussing something.

"Mutant slime mold? There is slime mold in this damn place where birds don't poop?"

"The infected person's body cells and tissues have become necrotic together with the slime mold, and their vital signs have completely disappeared...it looks like a mummy."

"It's interesting... I need to study it."

Looking at the messy scene in the cabin, Yukar's face turned slightly pale.

The one who fired at him from the sky just now turned out to be a gnawer...

What outrageous technology did those barbarians master?

How evil is it to turn a living person into a gnawer!

The man standing at the head turned back, looked at the detained Yukar, and said with interest.

"There should be no slime mold in Luoxia Province. These dirty things should have been brought in from outside. Maybe you can give me some ideas?"

"I don't know," Yukar looked at the man with a livid face, "How could I possibly know about the good things done by those guys who call themselves the Alliance? You might as well ask them."

"The alliance..." A man next to him who looked like a follower chewed the word repeatedly, thought for a while and said, "I think I've heard of it."

Another follower spoke.

"That settlement of survivors mixed with the company seems to be called the Alliance."

"Yeah." The leading man nodded, "I've heard of it too."

Yukar stared at the group nervously and finally couldn't help but ask.

"Who the hell are you!"

The man at the head did not hide anything and spoke concisely.

"Li Ke, operator of the Special Project Team of the Department of Foreign Affairs, B-level researcher."

When he heard the first half of the sentence, Yukar's face was blank until he heard the word researcher and reacted in an instant.

"You...are from the academy?" There was a hint of disbelief in his voice.

"Yes," Li Ke glanced at him lightly, with a hint of ridicule in his voice, "Stupid 'Vilante man,' congratulations on finally discovering the blind spot."

"What do you want to do?" Yukar asked alertly.

"That's not something you can worry about."

Li Ke stretched out his index finger and swiped lightly.

Yukar only felt a slight tingling in his wrist.

He looked at the man in front of him angrily, and was about to ask what this guy had done to him, but found that his throat seemed to be frozen and he couldn't pronounce a syllable.

Cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

Yukar's eyes turned to horror as he looked at him.

Li Ke looked away from him indifferently and looked back at the Eagle fighter jet whose cockpit was covered with slime mold.

The slime mold and the infected host reach the end of their lives together. Human cells and slime mold cells are exhausted at the same time, and no spores carrying genetic information are released.

This was the first time he had seen this strange form of symbiosis.

There is no doubt this is evil technology.

but--

His eyes flashed with interest, and he murmured silently.

"interesting."

…

The next day, evening.

Dragging fully loaded tanks and armored grenadiers, the convoy stretched into a long snake and finally arrived at the checkpoint below Hill 330 along the winding mountain road.

Sitting on a truck in the middle of the team, a man with a beard buried in a scarf looked in the direction of Highland 330, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement on his face.

Beyond that mountain is a plateau, and beyond that is the territory of the Honey Badger Kingdom.

After going through many difficulties and dangers, he finally returned here.

It was not only Marshal Yade of the Republic of China Army who was excited, but also a group of soldiers of the Republic of China Army who followed the Skeleton Corps on the offensive.

Unlike these soldiers, most of the players sitting in the truck had depressed expressions on their faces.

Many players drove for nearly two days without even encountering any decent resistance.

This feeling of having nowhere to go is so uncomfortable!

Directly in front of the convoy, the guardrail was horizontal.

The construction site boy and Brick, who had rifles hanging on their chests, walked forward with a few power players and shouted to the stopped convoy with a smile.

"Parking in front! Leave the toll!"

Sitting on the tank body, the Elf King Fugui shouted with a playful smile.

"Are two 155mm rounds enough? If not, one more round!"

"Yes! Will it be delivered to your door?"

"Then you have to come to your door! Point to a place and we will send it to you right away!"

The construction site boy and Bian's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

"So good? Then help us raise the regiment commander."

Irena, who was sitting next to the rich man, was immediately happy when she heard this.

"Brother, there is a story in your words."

Elf King Fugui also asked curiously.

"Tell me, why did Brother Shui abuse you again?"

The boy at the construction site sighed and said with a sad look on his face.

"Hey! I'm crying if I talk too much! Ever since our regiment commander asked for a batch of three-wheelers from the logistics department, Brother Shui has never treated our brothers as human beings."

The cute guy next to him, called the Outlaw, also had a sad expression on his face.

"After three rounds of riding, I almost fell apart. This game is too difficult!"

Another newbie also nodded with deep understanding.

"That's right! It's so inappropriate!"

The newbies were all complaining, and they happened to come from behind the sentry post with a big, debt-ridden look on their crutches.

This guy is miserable enough.

Previously, I took a few cute newbies with the intelligence department to rush to the high ground, but the result was that they were only handsome for three seconds, and they didn't even take two steps up the mountain.

If it was true, that would be fine, but it didn't cool down enough.

Later, when cleaning the battlefield, his teammates dug him out of the dead body and found that he was only shot in the leg, with no vital damage at all. The reason why I couldn't connect was probably because I knocked my head when I fell to the ground and became physically unconscious.

Considering that there were not many opportunities for the intelligence system to charge, Big Eye, who did not want to waste a little bit of experience, did not choose to ask his teammates to help "deny".

Listening to the complaints of the newbies, the expression on the edge was a little embarrassed. Just as he was trying to calm everyone down, the debt-ridden boy took a step ahead of him and said with a smile.

"You don't understand this. Genetic sequences can only become stronger if you use them more often! On the surface, you have sweated, but in fact you have also grown in sweat. Doesn't it make you feel more comfortable if you think about it this way?"

The newbies were slightly stunned. It sounded so reasonable, and they were almost convinced by him.

However, the construction site guy was not fooled. He knew this guy too well. Without saying a word, he threw the gun aside and rolled up his sleeves.

"Don't listen to this intellectual brat. This guy is definitely trying to piss us off. Brothers, follow me and let him see the power of an ox and a horse!"

Looking at the construction worker who took the lead to rush over, Big Eyes suddenly panicked.

"Damn it, I'm a wounded person, don't mess around!"

Unable to run away on crutches, he saw that begging for mercy was in vain, so he could only look to the edge of the water for help and paddle.

"Brother Shui, save me!"

Edge of Water glanced at him and took a step away.

"It would be fine if you stop drawing hatred."

"That's right! Even if the manager comes today, he can't save you!" The construction site man looked at the lawless gangsters on the side, "You guys, each of you can carry it with one arm, I'll go find the telephone pole!"

"okay!"

Several strength-type players smirked and lifted Big Eye up, ignoring the latter's strange cries, and went to look for telephone poles on the high ground.

Sitting in the truck, Yade stared blankly at the commotion in front of him and said for a while.

"What's going on over there?"

The Mole coughed.

"Ahem, it's nothing...Those strength animals are probably choked up. Don't worry, they are just joking with their good brothers, and no one will die."

Compared to the speed of the agility system and the durability of the constitution system, the strength system is indeed not very popular nowadays, but who can say what will happen in the future?

One generation of versions and one generation of gods.

For an old player like him who has experienced the entire process of version changes, these are just basic skills.

In fact, to be honest, the power system is still the most suitable choice for newcomers. It not only upgrades quickly, but also has no threshold to get started.

No matter how much other departments are strengthened, it cannot change the fact that more than half of the awakened ones in the alliance are from the power system.

Yade was stunned for a moment and looked at the regiment leader blankly.

What does it mean to be choked...?

I don't know if it's a syntax problem.

He always felt that something didn't sound right about this statement.

Without explaining to the NPC, or even noticing that there was an inexplicable misunderstanding, Mole waved toward the car window, and soon the guardrail of the checkpoint was raised, letting the convoy pass.

Mole said with a smile as he got out of the car next to Brother Edge.

"We just received the mission. The command asked us to pass through Highland 330 and move northwest along the edge of Oasis No. 3."

Edge Paddling asked.

"Has the offensive line been adjusted?"

The Mole smiled and nodded.

"Well, according to the information from the warlords, the legion plans to abandon the No. 3 oasis. Our mission is to stick behind this group of defeated troops and annihilate their effective forces as much as possible. This way we will encounter less resistance when marching into the No. 2 oasis. It will also be smaller.”

Edge paddled and whistled.

"It seems we have to walk the rest of the way on our own."

"That's right, and you can only arrive the day after tomorrow after abandoning the truck on the way, and you can rest here for two days. You won't encounter too much resistance on the way north from here, and you will probably encounter people who eat pots of food, hi Fellow Ying Wang Division, you just need to cooperate with the Nationalist Army of the Honey Badger Kingdom to push them all the way, and it’s time for us to fight two tough battles.”

Speaking in a teasing tone, Mole suddenly remembered something, glanced at the back of the long motorcade and continued.

"By the way, on the way to Hill 330, we encountered several disorganized troops. Some of them were led by Weirant people, and some were led by puppet army officers. We have surrendered them weapons and let them continue along their original route. If nothing else happens, they should arrive at Highland 330 by this time tomorrow. I would like to ask you to collect them then."

Edge of Water frowned.

"Clone group?"

Mole nodded.

"right."

Edge scratched the back of his head.

"Those clones...what should we do with them?"

The clone groups that the Alliance encountered before basically fought until the last clone fell, and then the grassroots officers began to surrender.

This was the first time he encountered the clone who surrendered with the officer.

To be honest, the league still doesn't have a specific definition of whether those guys are human beings.

This is not pretentious.

Rather, it relates to a very practical issue - whether to treat them as ordinary prisoners of war for trial and reform for the purpose of liberation, or whether to include them in the category of "purification" like mutants.

They are not mindless animals, just mentally retarded with incomplete minds.

Mole shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression.

"I don't know. Anyway, you have to look after the person first. How to deal with it...ask the manager."