Resurrection Empire

He saw a huge azure blue fireball floating in front of him, flying towards him like a meteor, coming fiercely and burning into the sky.

This fire ball was formed by a seventh-level warrior in uniform.

This person had already been shot through the chest by Ren Zhong in the first place, seemingly killed on the spot.

He never imagined that he would merge the gene of the beast with strong regenerative ability and come back from the dead. He even chose Wangqiao at the edge of the battle group as a breakthrough, trying to break through the blockade and escape from birth.

It was inevitable, Wang Qiao raised his large pistol and fired several rounds in a very short time.

However, he did not replace the low-temperature bombs used to deal with this kind of flames in advance, and used ordinary penetrating bombs.

Several bullets whizzed through the fireball, but only brought out several tongues of flame behind it, which could not stop its momentum at all.

At the critical moment, Ren Zhong stepped in front of Wang Qiao, activated the energy shield, and spread his arms.

The scorching fire ball slammed into the heavy-duty shield, splashing fire.

Wang Qiao stared blankly at this scene, with astonishment written all over his face.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and leave!"

An angry shout rang out in his ears.

Obviously, the electromagnetic communication equipment in Ren Zhong's armor was damaged, and Ren Zhong was shouting purely with his voice.

Only then did Wang Qiao regain his senses, and hurriedly ran back.

After he ran far away, Ren Zhong over there finally dared to fully activate the armor energy.

The Corrosion Blade fell off behind him, and automatically slid upwards into his palm under the magnetic force.

With the infusion of energy, monstrous green flames soared into the sky.

With another wave of Ren Zhong's right hand, the green flame tightly wrapped the blue fire ball.

Explosions caused by different energies collided one after another.

After a few seconds, Ren Zhongcai finally withdrew his knife, but the blue fire ball had disappeared.

There was only a piece of dry scorched earth with a diameter of about 50 meters in front of him.

Wang Qiao quickly approached, only to see that the front of the heavy-duty red front armor had been melted, looking like a candle beside a bonfire.

"President Ren, this..."

Ren Zhong turned his head and looked at him, "It's okay. My Chifeng Armor has self-healing ability, and it will be back to normal in two days. Cough..."

Wang Qiao: "But you..."

Just as he was speaking, the red front armor disintegrated and fell off Ren Zhong's body.

Ren Zhong fell to the ground on his back.

At this time, Wang Qiao and the others who had just finished cleaning saw his miserable condition.

Ren Zhong's body was scorched black from the front, his clothes were burned through, and extensive burns were visible to the naked eye.

After all, this is the desperate blow of a seventh-level professional, and its lethality is no small matter.

In order to cover Wangqiao, Ren Zhong didn't dodge or dodge, and he ate ten to ten.

Although he is powerful, he is stronger than his combat wisdom, on-the-spot decisions and predictions.

Such head-to-head confrontation, whether it is his armor output power or the performance of the red front armor at this time, is at a slight disadvantage, and it is not easy to save a life.

Ma Xiaoling was the first to panic, "Quick! Where's the medicine? Take the medicine!"

Chen Meng next to him immediately opened the storage box of his heavy armor.

As a heavily armored soldier, Chen Meng's armor has the most abundant storage space, and he always has emergency rescue kits on the battlefield.

But after the box was opened, Chen Meng's expression changed.

It turned out that in the previous confrontation, this part of his armor had been bombarded by another soldier in uniform, and now the potions and nano-healing robots inside had already been damaged in all directions.

Ma Xiaoling scolded Chen Meng in real life, but then realized that there was a life-saving hormone drug in his armor, so he quickly ejected it, and then injected another injection into Ren Zhong's scorched neck.

The rustling sound of the injection needle piercing through the carbonized layer only made everyone's teeth tingle.

Ren Zhong smiled and said: "Don't be so nervous, I can't die. Just now my armor protection layer was only slightly burned through, don't look at my face is burnt, the inside is fine, and the injury on the neck is serious, It's just because this is the connection part, the defense is a little weaker."

Everyone's eyes shifted, and then they looked at the heavy-duty elbows, knees, waist and other armor connections.

Sure enough, these places have been completely burned through, carbonized and blackened.

Other places only smell of meat, at least they still have a shape.

Wang Qiao lay down softly and squatted aside, with trembling lips, "Mr. Ren, are you...are you in pain?"

After the injection, accompanied by the frantic secretion of adrenal hormones, the state of heavy duty became better again.

He nodded slightly, "Of course it hurts."

"Then why did you..."

Ren Zhong smiled again, "No reason, I'm your leader, what is it like to be so painful?"

How could he tell others that he has experienced similar pain more than once, and it is not uncommon for him to die of pain.

His pain tolerance has long been tempered, and it is very human level.

Wang Qiao wiped his face, "I'm sorry, it's my problem."

Ren Zhong: "Actually, I haven't finished what I said just now. I wanted to tell you that it is not suitable to do things with the mentality of a green forest hero in our career. We have a fundamental difference from the enemy. To sympathize with the enemy is to betray your comrades-in-arms. You just came here, and I don’t get used to it, I understand. Now it’s fine, you understand why I want to kill these seemingly unarmed enemies, right?”

Wang Qiao: "Yes."

"All of this is for a higher goal. As long as the ultimate goal is justice, some injustice in the process is not unforgivable. As for which is right and which is wrong, after thousands of years, future generations will naturally comment. As for us, Don’t turn back when you set foot on this road, that’s all.”

Here, Bai Feng and Jiang Kai can be regarded as a fixed stretcher.

Everyone carefully tied Ren Zhong to the stretcher, and Chen Meng pushed Ren Zhong on top.

Ren Zhong said again: "Go to the northwest, and there must be ambushes in the southwest of Chrome Carbon Town. Use your equipment and fly back to Liaoyuan County. Hurry up, don't be afraid of bumping me."

After walking for a while, Wang Qiao, who still couldn't get over his guilt, couldn't help asking: "Mr. Ren, I don't really understand. Since you just said that as long as the goal is just, the process is not so important. Then, for your goal , your lifeline is obviously the most important. Why did you save me? It’s not worth it. If the warrior in uniform just now was a little stronger and you died because of me, wouldn’t that be nothing? Even if you don’t care about me, without prejudice to your justice."

Ren Zhong grinned, "Everyone understands the truth, but it's different when you do it. Just like you will be merciful, of course I will too. I don't care about the lives of the enemies, but you are my comrades in arms. The whole plan today is my responsibility." decision. You trust me and follow me to Zhansha County. Naturally, I have the obligation to be responsible for your lives. It is true that I am a leader, and my life is indeed important. But I am not the kind who just shrinks in After the crowd, the leader who lets others die for him. I take personal responsibility for every decision I make."

Wang Qiao was silent for a long time.

He suddenly recalled a sentence.

Back then, when everyone left the second prison with Ren Zhong, and bid farewell to Ren Zhong for a short time, when they dispersed as birds and beasts and then gathered together to discuss again, Hua Yuelan once said: "Although I don't have much contact with him, I can say responsibly , the responsibility is different from everyone on Yuanxing, and it is worth our lives."

At that time, Wang Qiao didn't quite agree with this, thinking that Hua Yuelan was exaggerating.

But now, he suddenly understood.

Chapter 346

It took twelve hours, the task force detoured countless turns, trekked across mountains and rivers, and successfully arrived at the edge of Wangdong Town at [-]:[-] the next morning, and met the Xinghuo Fifth Route Army who came to meet them.

The commander of the Fifth Route Army is Yuan Qinhu from Nangao Town, and the deputy commander and mobilization officer is a professional member of the former Jiangkai team from Xinghuo Town, a fourth-level blasting division.

In military operations, Yuan Qinhu is responsible for decision-making, commanding the overall situation, and reporting directly to Zheng Tian, ​​commander of the Xinghuo Army.

The duties of this mobilization officer are logistics management, administrative management, and shaping the mental outlook of soldiers, etc.

This job is precisely the political commissar, Ren Zhong just changed his name.

The Fifth Route Army’s elite motorized troops responsible for the response consisted of 2000 people. All ordinary soldiers were at the second level, all the squadron leaders and above were at the third level, and the two captains and the chief and deputy commanders who led the team were all at the fourth level.

In addition to a multi-functional armed medical vehicle, the mobile unit also has a thousand Xinghuo-type two-seater hovering motorcycles.

This motorcycle was transformed from the original Azure Type [-] motorboat, using the original anti-gravity engine and medium engine as the powertrain, and then reverse-developed the control system to make it more complicated.

In the past, thanks to the central towers in various counties and towns and the "network" covering the entire information flow in the galaxy, vehicles can be made very intelligent.

Only relying on the cooperation of the wrist watch and the brainwave device, the operator can control all the functions of the vehicle with a mind, and can also obtain stable and reliable all-terrain precise navigation, which is simply a real "human-vehicle integration".

Now the situation has changed, the "net" is gone, and the navigation and information assistance functions are also gone. The brainwave equipment with the watch as the core has lost the computing power of the "net", and drivers can no longer achieve the integration of people and vehicles. , is barely enough.

When other factions are gnashing their teeth to forcefully adapt to this new situation, but still making no progress, Xinghuo Military Industry under Ren Zhong has already found a solution, which is to modify the frame structure of the motorboat, add a seat, and use it as a weapon control cabin. A lot of mechanical buttons and levers were added.

The pilot at the front controls the flight, and the combatant at the rear controls the weapon.

After refitting, the motorboats are collectively referred to as Xinghuo Type [-]. Their body size and self-heaviness have doubled, their limit speed, acceleration and direction-changing capabilities have been greatly reduced, and their control difficulty has also increased a lot. It is not as convenient as before. Literacy also puts forward higher requirements, but the victory lies in stability and more comprehensive functions, and the comprehensive combat performance of motorboats has improved a lot compared to before.

Looking at the entire Origin Star, it is the only town-level power that is able to complete this level of equipment transformation in such a short period of time, and has also completed personnel training at the same time.

Yuan Qinhu was shocked when he saw Ren Zhong on the stretcher.

At this time, Ren Zhong had already fallen into a deep sleep due to his heavy injuries and exhaustion.

The rest of the entourage fell asleep and died on the spot just as they were handed over to their support teammates after a hard night.

At 07:30 in the morning, large troops marched into Wangdong Town.

Sun Miao, Ju Qingmeng and Chen Hanyu also arrived at the same time.

Wangdong Town Hospital has been completely remodeled, and it is also equipped with molecular reconstruction equipment, which is not inferior to Xinghuo Town Hospital.

Sun Miao started rescue immediately.

In the emergency room, Ren Zhong, who had been stripped of all his clothes, lay quietly under the shadowless lamp.

He has already been injected with a level [-] pain nerve blocker and is sleeping soundly.

Sun Miao, who was sweating profusely, checked the operation procedure line by line.

On the other side, Ju Qingmeng led the ingenious Chen Hanyu to assemble the surgical machinery.

Medical equipment was also affected by the disconnection. Fortunately, Xinghuo Town has strong research and development capabilities. Up to now, the brain centers of various equipment have basically been replaced by chips, but there are still some equipment that have not yet passed complete reliability verification.

Originally, these things were to be used on other wounded, and they could only be used on the high-level commanders after they were verified to be reliable. However, no one thought that Ren Zhong, the helmsman, would also take the initiative to join the category of "little white mice".

About half an hour later, Ju Qingmeng and Sun Miao breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and sighed: "It's over."

The two looked at each other, and then at Ren Zhong.

Over there, two dismantlers and surgeons who were particularly stable in their work have already completed the surface cleaning with the help of the micro-manipulator arm, and successfully peeled off the heavily carbonized part of Ren Zhong's body surface.

Sun Miao pressed a finger on the button, and a drug injection device moved to the side of Ren Zhong, and at the same time stretched out hundreds of hair-thin hoses, piercing Ren Zhong's body surface evenly, and began to inject a combination of nutrients, hormones, Liquids of trace elements and other substances.

After 3 minutes, the injection was completed, and Ren Zhong looked swollen all over.

In the next step, the hospital bed moves on its own, sending heavy loads to the opening of the molecular reconstruction instrument, which is somewhat similar in shape to the nuclear magnetic resonance detector in the 21st century.

He was let in.

On the side of the Molecular Reconstruction Instrument, the scanned data from Ren Zhong's previous physical examination has been entered.

The finely controlled nano-robot sneaked into Ren Zhong's body and began to capture the surrounding molecules with incredible precision, rebuilding Ren Zhong's damaged body like a 3D printer.

"The operation has smoothed out. Thank goodness."

Sun Miao outside the glass cabin let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Ju Qingmeng also responded, but he didn't look very lucky. Instead, he just smiled and said: "The situation of the previous battle has been investigated clearly. In fact, we don't have to worry too much."

Sun Miao: "Why?"

Ju Qingmeng shook his head without explaining too much.

Ju Qingmeng is well aware of Ren Zhong's subtle manipulation ability to control the battlefield environment.

Before going to Zhansha County, Ren Zhong actually investigated the strength and characteristics of the top professionals there.

Ren Zhong must have known that the man could come back from the dead, but such an unreasonable "accident" happened.

The reason is very simple, Ren Zhong has confidence in the Chi Feng Armor and is sure to block that person's life-threatening blow.

The whole thing is over, Ren Zhong's real target is actually Wang Qiao, who is also the other inmates of the Second Prison.

The bigwigs from Prison Two are not like the rest of Sparktown's residents.

They have seen more of the world, and they have both talent and influence.

They can choose to rely on heavy burdens, or they can live well on their own.

It is difficult for this group of people to recognize the heavy-duty leadership position from the bottom of their hearts. To put it bluntly, they are not "pious" enough.

If the two parties get along for a long time, they should be able to influence them gradually and more deeply with the charisma of heavy responsibility.