Chapter 297: Becoming an Immortal

Zhang Weishan stared at the face that seemed a little immature but had sharp edges. After pondering for a long time, he placed his hand on the other person's warm body and asked in confusion:

"But he is obviously still alive, why hasn't he woken up yet?"

According to common sense, even if a person is sleeping deeply, in such a fierce battlefield, coupled with the previous actions of Xiong Xiazi and others, he should have woken up.

But the person on the ground seemed to have no feeling, but if you look closely, under the fine black short hair, there are some subtle wrinkles on the delicate face, as if he is having a nightmare.

Yes, it is a delicate face.

Because the other person's face, although not as white as jade, is unusually tight, and surprisingly, the dust on it just wiped it lightly with the hand and it fell off.

Even the wet soil can hardly stain it.

Just like the extraordinary immortals in the historical legends of China.

When Zhang Weishan was a child, he also heard the legends of ghosts and gods from his elders at home, and was often educated by his elders with ancient legends.

However, as he grew older and was guided by new ideas, he gradually understood that those legendary monsters were just a means to fool the lower class.

But now?

No!

When Zhang Weishan thought of this, he hurriedly shook his head slightly, dispelling the absurd thoughts in his heart. He was a materialist warrior who had experienced blood and fire.

How could he think of these?

But even so, he was still very curious about what kind of nightmare could make such a person fall into a nightmare.

"I know this." After thinking for a moment, the scholar recalled a memory from his mind, and said proudly with his chin propped up:

"For this kind of case, when I was studying abroad in Lao Mei, I once heard a very vivid term, that is, vegetative state."

The scholar knew that it was useless to go around in circles with these knowledge-poor people. Only the most straightforward words could be understood by the blind bears.

"Vegetative?" The skinny monkey scratched his messy hair with his hand and said with a smile: "It's quite vivid, with life, but unable to move. The old man gave it a vivid name."

"But, Captain, how should we deal with this guy?" Meng Hulu looked at Zhang Weishan.

In fact, his first thought was to ignore this person and let him go back to where he came from.

Because he was born a hunter, Meng Hulu's perception was much higher than that of the other few people, especially for the beasts of the biological world, such as tigers and bears.

And the moment the man on the ground appeared, Meng Hulu's sweat hair stood up uncontrollably.

"But, Captain, how should we deal with this guy?" Meng Hulu frowned, revealing some doubts in his eyes. He slowly turned his head to look at Zhang Weishan, waiting for his instructions.

In fact, Meng Hulu's first thought was to simply ignore this person and let him go back to where he came from, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble.

After all, in this battlefield full of dangers, one more stranger means one more unknown risk.

And according to the appearance of the other party now, there is only a small probability that he is Chinese, and not an ordinary Chinese.

Ordinary Chinese, in such an era, would not be dressed like this and in such a spirited state. Even the scholars with the above relationship are as thin as monkeys.

And the clothes on the other party are not ordinary materials at all.

Moreover, since Mu Hulu was born as a hunter, his perception ability is much higher than that of the other people in the team.

And at the moment when the man on the ground suddenly appeared, Mu Hulu's sweat hairs stood up uncontrollably, and an inexplicable sense of crisis quickly spread in his heart.

It was like the feeling when he was eleven or twelve years old and faced the tiger directly, or even worse.

This was when the other party fell into a deep sleep. If the other party really woke up, no one knew how strong the oppression caused would be.

The stranger in front of him was definitely not a good person.

"Captain, I think we should listen to the mute. After all, this person's appearance is too weird..." The scholar glanced at the nervous mute, then looked at Zhang Weishan again and persuaded sincerely.

After so many years of blood and fire, the scholar is no longer a simple scholar. He has successfully put the knowledge learned from books into practice.

Although from the academic value, this human who fell from the sky has a high research value.

But this is a battlefield, and it is an endless plain. The enemy they are about to face is the most powerful country on the blue planet, the only country with nuclear weapons, and the only country that has completed mechanization.

And what about them?

Most of the weapons they use are rifles, and various equipment have not been completely unified. There are no steel behemoths and no air support.

Even the logistics supplies sometimes can't keep up.

Compared with the opposite side's "every day after artillery bombardment, tanks rush, tanks rush and artillery bombardment", the generation gap of this equipment is no different from the difference between heaven and earth.

Chunchun is a bunch of mud legs.

The current blocking battle is still on an endless plain, and there are no effective mountains that can stop the steps of those steel behemoths.

If it were not for the guidance of great ideas, if the soldiers of the British Empire on the Blue Star were to face this situation, they would have raised their hands long ago.

Now they have to bring a strange human being who has nothing to do with them. This is just adding insult to injury and greatly slowing down their transfer speed.

"What's your opinion?" After Zhang Weishan thought for a moment, he did not rush to accept the knowledgeable scholar. Instead, he looked at Xiong Xiazi and Shouhou to ask for the opinions of the other two people.

"I have no objection. It all depends on you, battalion commander."

"I think it's better to listen to the scholar, but if you insist on taking this person with you, battalion commander, I don't care." Thin Monkey and Xiong Xiazi expressed their opinions one after another.

The former is still the same. As for the latter, although I am opposed to it in my heart, in fact, Zhang Weishan's opinion is still the main one.

"I think it's better to take this person with me." Zhang Weishan pondered for a moment, then made up his mind without hesitation, looked at Blind Xiong and said, "Blind Xiong, are there any problems with carrying him on your back?"

"No problem!" Blind Xiong chuckled and patted his chest confidently, as if this matter was taken care of by me.

After all, he can carry a forty to fifty kilogram heavy machine gun and an ammunition box and run.

Now he is just one person, and he looks relatively thin. Compared to the weight he carries, it has no practical impact at all.

"Batalion Commander!" The scholar looked at Zhang Weishan in confusion.

He didn't understand why Zhang Weishan, who had always been very rational, became confused at this time. If this matter was more serious, it would probably delay the war.

"Don't worry, I'm very sane now." Zhang Weishan patted the scholar's shoulder earnestly, stared at the scholar closely, and said in a deep voice:

"You have read a lot of books, so you should understand better than I do the importance of this person lying on the ground. If we can discover the secrets of this person, it may be an opportunity for China to overtake us."

"This is indeed the truth, but..." The scholar wanted to say something else.

"There are not so many buts. If something goes wrong, I will bear all the responsibilities." Zhang Weishan said decisively. Seeing this, the scholar could not continue to object.

What is the most important thing for a general?

Long-term strategic vision!

As the saying goes, if a person has no long-term worries, he must have immediate worries.

Although Zhang Weishan has great confidence in the victory of this battle, he also knows that the nuclear threat of Lao Die is like a lingering haze, hanging over the heads of the 40 million people of China. superior.

Now, every piece of clothing on this person is so tough. If you study it carefully, you might be able to discover something unique.

Even if no secrets are discovered, it is enough to just study the material of the other party's clothes.

After all, in an era like this, the main theme is not to let go of any opportunity to overtake in corners.

"Okay, I don't have any objection to this matter." The scholar also lost his temper, looked at Zhang Weishan solemnly, lowered his voice and said seriously:

"But if something goes wrong, you can't bear it all alone, otherwise you won't treat me as a brother."

"Hahaha..." When Zhang Weishan heard the other party's answer, his expression turned from gloomy to clear in an instant, and he replied with a smile: "No problem, I thought it was something, this is just trivial."

"Yes." The scholar nodded.

He knew that Zhang Weishan didn't take this matter to heart at all, but he was still prepared to take responsibility alone.

This comes from the self-confidence of veterans who have experienced the 25,000-mile Long March.

But it is not that the scholar has not studied history books carefully. He understands that it is easy to conquer a country, but difficult to defend it. It is even more difficult to perfectly govern a country and how to treat its heroes.

In ancient times, a cup of wine released military power.

But is it really that easy for those who have been released from military power to put down their weapons?

It's not that I'm greedy for the power in my hands.

It's the thrill of war. With Zhang Weishan's experience and his long-term strategic vision, why is he still just a small battalion commander?

It wasn't that the higher-ups didn't want to pull him up, but that they were powerless.

Zhang Weishan didn't want to be promoted. He even made many mistakes that did not violate principles in order to stay on the front line of the battle. Over the years, although he was only a battalion commander in this regiment.

But when the commander of the third battalion spoke, everyone in the regiment refused to listen. Even the commander was as good as his grandson.

However, from a scholar's point of view, no matter what, Zhang Weishan cannot be allowed to continue to be so casual in the future. The war will eventually end, and the country's strategic focus will also shift.

Therefore, whether from the perspective of a comrade-in-arms or from the relationship between master and apprentice, he had to give Zhang Weishan a hand to adapt to the big ship of the new era.

Even if it is not possible, the other party must be able to live a stable life.

But the premise is that the other party can get rid of this habit.

"Eh?" Zhang Weishan turned his head and saw the strange man, still lying on the ground. Standing next to him was the blind bear who looked like he had seen a ghost. He subconsciously said:

"If you are injured, you can use another person. We have to move to a new position quickly. The defenses in this area have been almost destroyed."

"It's okay, it's okay." Hearing this, the big-armed blind bear shook his head and dispelled the messy thoughts in his heart.

Then he leaned down, took a deep breath, and stepped hard with his thighs, like a tree root, and then on his arms, which were as thick as ordinary people's thighs, blue veins appeared.

He looked like he was trying his best.

This scene stunned Zhang Weishan, the scholar and the other four who were watching on the side. They looked at each other in surprise, and didn't know what the blind bear was doing.

You know, in this state, the blind bear can't say that he can lift a tripod, but he can definitely lift three-quarters of a tripod.

Isn't he just a tall boy of seventeen or eighteen years old?

As for using so much strength?

When they were talking, what happened? Zhang Weishan and the scholar looked at the boy on the ground with sharp eyes.

The two of them knew what kind of person Blind Bear was. He was not a lazy person who would cheat and play tricks.

Just as Zhang Weishan, the scholar... and the other four were watching all this with serious eyes, Blind Bear had gradually accumulated strength.

A few seconds later~

"Hey!!!" Blind Bear roared, and mobilized the power in his body. His arms stretched out like two thick pythons and tightly wrapped around the boy on the ground.

Then the power in his body was transmitted to his arms along the dragon-like spine.

Then.

"Boom!"

Like a huge artillery shell, in the stunned eyes of Zhang Weishan and others, Blind Bear's huge body, along with the boy on the ground, suddenly hit the wall of the pit.

"Hahahaha, Blind Bear, you... you..."

Zhang Weishan and the scholar were stunned by this scene. The latter even put his hand on his forehead and laughed loudly. He even had a stitch in his side and couldn't speak.

Then, Shouhou and Muhulu, influenced by the two people and the atmosphere, also laughed out loud.

At this moment, in this joyful atmosphere, the haze of war that shrouded everyone's head suddenly dissipated a lot at this moment.

But.

"What's going on?" Although the back of the blind bear in the ashes hit the wall of the pit violently, it was not affected much thanks to his strong physique.

But now he was mostly confused.

In Zhang Weishan's view, he was just for fun and to make everyone laugh.

But from his point of view, it was not the case at all, it was purely because the other party was so heavy.

When the blind bear wanted to lift the boy in his arms for the first time, the other party was like a rock embedded in the ground, motionless.

However, why was it so light this time? Could it be a variant of the strange bed pressure?

Thinking of this, the blind bear suddenly shuddered and wanted to throw the boy in his arms out.

"Blind Bear, are you ready? It's time to evacuate."

"Okay." Blind Bear shook his head, dispelling the absurd thoughts in his heart, and then carried the boy in his arms on his shoulders and followed the main force. (End of this chapter)