The tool man is being targeted by the hero [Quick time travel]

In the vast universe, when civilizations have developed to a new level, in order to survive and expand, there is never a shortage of wars.

The war between the Roland Federation and the Fern Empire has always been endless, and the apparent harmony has only been maintained for less than 30 years. The Fern Empire took the lead in tearing its face and attacking the five energy galaxies of the Roland Federation.

"...the First Marshal of the Roland Federation, the pride of the Stuart family, the young and heroic Luther Marshal, was captured on the border of the Empire at the end of last month, and his life and death are uncertain..."

"...the soldiers of the First Legion suffered heavy casualties, young man, I am not joking, their bodies may be blown to pieces, just floating above your head, they are the heroes of our Federation, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, We all have to do our best to rescue, this is the mission of our federal medical soldiers, remember?"

"remember!"

Inside the overcrowded spaceship, the urgently dispatched medical soldiers all looked solemn. Most of them were recruits. This was their first time facing such a cruel battlefield. According to the news from the front, they were about to face a bloody hell.

——The First Legion led by Marshal Luther faced the Fern Empire last month, but was turned back at the border, and almost the entire army was wiped out. All the garrisons stationed on the five energy galaxies were captured, and more than half of them were executed on the spot. Marshal I am also missing.

"What's the point of us... coming here?" A very young boy looked through the window of the spaceship at the battlefield full of dust and gunpowder smoke, his face was pale. of?"

The medical soldier on the side seemed to know the reason, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the First Fleet was the first to have a problem. The deputy warship directly mutinied and turned to attack the friendly side. ..."

The marshal's admirers bowed their heads in pain, and a female medical soldier cried directly: "The marshal favored by heaven will never disappear! He is the rosy lion of our federation!"

Someone said: "But the Stuart family is said to have issued an obituary...Even they don't believe that the marshal is still alive. The rose-colored lion of the Federation may have really died."

Immediately, murmurs rang out from the spaceship of the medical soldiers. Everyone was gloomy. They felt that the Roland Federation lost even its first marshal.

Huawen was among them, and his mood was no different from that of these medical soldiers. The only thing that made him feel lucky was that his mission hadn't failed, and the child of luck hadn't died yet.

A medical soldier sitting next to him may have seen him look good, and said a few words of comfort: "It's okay, the Federation will not be defeated, and so is the marshal. My mother taught me not to trust rumors and to have my own judgment. "

Huawen nodded and smiled: "Thank you, your mother is a sober and wise lady."

Scanning around the oppressive crowd, he also felt heavy.

"It was so tragic from the beginning, and it was intended to torment me to death," Hua Wensheng looked at the horrific battlefield outside the spaceship helplessly, and complained to the system, "This is to get me out of the mountain of corpses. Did the son of luck dig out?"

[If it's really that simple, it's a bonus question for you,] The calm voice of the system makes people feel stable and extremely embarrassing, [But I'm sorry, instructor, Luther Stuart, the son of luck, is not Not here, the story of his collapse is very clear. He was betrayed by the adjutant and captured by the enemy, and died of torture in the imperial prison. Because of his death, the Roland Federation was devastated and completely swallowed by the empire. 】

"This is not an empire, it's just a border, so where is he?" Huawen looked at his backpack, because he was a medical soldier, and he didn't have any useful weapons, only an energy gun and a laser dagger, a one-time energy gun. Bracelets, a medical kit and medicine kit, and ten nutritional supplements, which can only last ten days.

You are right, their medical soldiers are indeed here to clean up the cannon fodder on the battlefield, to see how much they can save, and by the way, they also want to bring back the news of the sacrifice of the soldiers, and clean up the information that may have exposed federal secrets.

[As the First Marshal of the Federation, the rose-colored lion will never be tortured on the barren frontier. The empire should be soft first, coercing and luring, and then he would rather die than submit...]

"Wait, why did you call him 'Rose Lion'?" Huawen interrupted the systematic analysis, "This title is really weird."

[Have you not had time to read the information about Luther, the son of luck?There are his latest photos in the brain,] the system thoughtfully popped out the photos in Huawen Guangbrain, and added a layer of soft light filter, 【You will know why after seeing it. 】

Huawen looked at the photo in front of him, raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, and couldn't help but let out a hooligan whistle: "Wow... As expected of him, I thought Long Long in the last world was already stunning, but I didn't expect there to be more Absolutely...system, you don't need to add filters so thoughtfully, Luther is beautiful, I feel it intuitively."

[Yes, so with this appearance and his status as a marshal, he should be under house arrest in a hidden place. The enemy will not use force at the beginning. In order to destroy his psychological defense, the empire has many inhumane The method, maybe it will be given by a nobleman of the empire...]

"Hey, hey, don't say it's crooked," Huawen sternly interrupted the system's thoughts, "It is said that he was betrayed by an adjutant. What is the identity of this adjutant? Can you find out?"

The spaceship encountered the nebula stream and bumped a little bit. Everyone held on to the pull rings, and they were about to enter the center of the battlefield.

[This adjutant is well known in the Federation. He is a confidant of Luther. His name is Vincent. According to legend, he has a friendship with Marshal Luther and was later promoted to be the adjutant of the First Fleet. 】

Huawen turned on the light brain to look at the photos. The future world of Interstellar is more advanced in technology, and many things are the same as his real-life operations. He saw Vincent beside Luther at a glance, and couldn't help but let out a "huh".

"This kid...why does he look familiar?" Huawen told the system, "Match the person who most resembles this face in my memory."

【Ah...it really is like this. 】

"What?" The spaceship bumped again, and Huawen couldn't help pulling the skydiving rope on the backpack. The noise of the spaceship roared, and there was a feeling of instability.

[He has a 45% overlap with your appearance in the previous world, which doesn't seem like a coincidence. 】

The pupils of the drawing text shrank slightly: "... Could it be that the son of luck retained his memory in the dream world? How could his self-awareness be so strong?!"

Before he could figure out what was going on, the hull of the spaceship vibrated violently, and he quickly tightened the rings. Many people were turned upside down, and the hull directly spun 360 degrees!

"Alarm! Alert! Enemy raid ahead!"

The red alarm light came on, and all the medical soldiers looked ashen. They were just field doctors, and it was very good to be able to parachute. No one would survive a spaceship crash.

"Hold on tight, everyone!" shouted the captain of the medical corps, "Get ready to land anytime!"

Huawen hurriedly glanced at the sky and the earth where the gunfire was flying outside the spaceship. They seemed to be planning to pass through the battlefield covertly, but they were still discovered. The small fighter planes on both sides of the spaceship drove them to the dangerous black hole forbidden area like ducks. !

Just when he was about to be strangled to the black hole boundary, the pilot of the spaceship operated at the extreme limit, made an emergency turn to leave that dangerous place, and entered the atmosphere of a strange planet.

"I thought I was about to confess..." Huawen breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish speaking, he saw a bright red spot coming from under the wing of the enemy fighter plane outside the window of the spaceship!

"……Depend on!"

The cannonballs came head-on, and everyone sitting behind the spaceship would suffer, no matter how kind the picture was, they couldn't help but curse.

He only had time to press the energy bracelet, pull open the umbrella bag, and rushed to the other side of the spaceship with his head in his arms. The shells behind him almost passed him, and the flames exploded!

The energy bracelet offset part of the impact force for him, but the loud noise made his eardrums ache, and the world spun for a while. The strong sense of weightlessness along with the airflow ruthlessly tore his body. When he opened his eyes again, he had already been thrown away. Get out of the spaceship and fall from a height of thousands of meters at extreme speed!

The painting hastily glanced at the receding spaceship not far away. The rear wing of the ship was damaged with billowing thick smoke. The screams and shouts of fear were drowned in the loud noise of the explosion. More than a dozen medical soldiers were thrown away. Come out, unfortunately he was among them.

But Huawen was much calmer. He immediately adjusted his falling posture, squeezed the paracord tightly, and turned on the optical brain to quickly calculate the time of landing - this is a private planet at the junction of the Federation and the Empire. It stands to reason There is no place of belonging, and it is a zone of no matter.

And just as he was landing, a flag of the imperial flying eagle appeared above a building that occupied a very large area below.

They were forced to fall into the enemy's private territory.

"Three, two, one... open!"

The parachute is automatically pulled apart at a few hundred meters, and the invisible parachute is inconspicuous under the dusk sky. It can escape the eyes, but not the radar.

Sure enough, he was not happy for a long time, and the sound of a few positioning shots came, and the parachutes of several medical soldiers who could still be seen near him fell down one after another.

They were still found.

"No...no! I don't want to die! Help! Help..."

The boy whom Huawen had seen just now was floating tens of meters in front of him. He was shot in the head within two seconds of screaming, blood was sprinkled in the air, and was burnt bright red by the afterglow of the artificial sun.

It's not an easy world.

Huawen manipulated the parachute to spin sharply amidst the sound of shooting, and landed in a dense forest. The surrounding medical soldiers were constantly being killed, and the parachute hung their bodies and slowly landed. He couldn't do anything.

When he was able to step on the ground, he was the only survivor thrown out by the spaceship. He could only cut the rope with the fastest speed, threw the parachute into the river beside him and let it float away. Take the medical kits of several corpses.

Before he could leave, there was a voice, and Huawen turned around and found someone who was still moving. It was the person who sat next to him on the spaceship and comforted him before. After hesitating for a second, he still carried the He got into the dense forest.

"Hey, can it still work?" Huawen asked uncomfortably. Basically, this man only had air in and no air out. The bullet pierced his chest.

The medical soldier gasped and smiled: "I didn't expect you to save me at this time, I think I'm okay... I can hold on and have another dream, dreaming of waiting for my mother at home..."

Huawen didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only deal with his wound hastily. The position on his chest was too fatal, even if he did this, he wouldn't live long.

"You... try to hold on, maybe we can go back to the Federation?" Huawen saw that he was coughing in pain, and gave him an injection to relieve the pain, hoping that he would feel better in the end.

The injured medical soldier smiled at him: "Thank you, a good man will live a safe life, and the Federation will bless you..."

There was not much time left for the painting, and he heard footsteps.

Hastily hiding the wounded man in a tree hole, and using the branches as cover, he himself climbed another tree, hid himself in the branch, and held his breath.

It didn't take long before a group of people came to check. They were all wearing the uniforms of the empire logo, but the style was obviously different from ordinary soldiers, more like noble soldiers.

"Are they all dead?" the captain of the guard asked coldly.

One shot at the medical soldier who was still breathing, nodded and said: "There are fourteen people in total, all of them are dead, and they are all medical soldiers."

The captain used his feet to flip over the corpses near the place where Huawen stayed, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked back at the dense forest, made a special gesture to everyone, and then said loudly: "Since they are all dead, Let's go then."

Huawen hiding on the branch of the tree pierced through the leaves and didn't dare to move. He saw that special gesture, and he knew that the guy had found a fish that slipped through the net and was going to come in to search for people.

As the group of people approached, his heart beat violently, but his breathing was so light that he didn't dare to shake a leaf in front of him.

The captain of the guard came walking, and suddenly stood still under the tree. As long as he looked up, the painting would be over.

He looked around, and just when he was about to raise his head, a rustling sound came from not far away, and the soldiers moved quickly to drag the injured medical soldier out of the tree hole.

Picture text: "..."

He could only watch in silence, his fingers could not help but clenched tightly, so tight that the palm was deeply sunken by the nails.

The medical soldier was covered in blood, and was escorted to kneel among the soldiers, with a gun pointed at his head.

The captain of the guard walked over, lifted his chin and asked, "Say, who are you?"

The medical soldier spat out blood, and shouted hoarsely with all his strength: "My name is Ed Matthew! I live in the third district of the Federal Deputy Main Star! There is only one old mother in the family! Her name is Allie! My brother..."

The captain kicked him over, and said with a sneer: "Ask who you are, why do you need to declare yourself like this? Do you really think we are very interested, little miscellaneous soldiers of the Federation!"

Everyone laughed. Ed was kicked until he coughed up blood. He was about to die, but he managed to raise his head, and looked at the picture on the tree with firm and praying eyes.

Huawen knew that Ed told him that he hoped that he could bring his news back to the Federation and tell his mother that he died on the border.

A medical soldier is of little value, the captain of the guard directly raised his gun and pointed it at his head, Huawen only had time to gently nod to Ed, who hooked the corner of his mouth——

"boom--!"

Ed fell to the ground, bleeding all over the ground, the soldiers of the Empire kicked his corpse contemptuously, wrapped a rope around his neck, dragged him all the way to the edge of a cliff, and threw him into the After entering the abyss, they disposed of the bodies of all the medical soldiers in this way, and they left happily.

The woods became quiet again. On a strange planet without insects and birds, the faint smell of blood floated in the air.

Only then did Huawen let go of his clenched fist. The palm had been so hard that it left a few bloodstains. The anger in his heart could not dissipate for a long time. Although he was not a real federal person, what happened in front of him inevitably made him sad.

When it fell to the ground, it was already dark. Huawen touched the place where Ed fell down. There was half a steel breastplate. He kicked it into his pocket and looked at the tall castle-like area outside the dense forest. architecture.

"Let's go, this is really not a place for people to stay." Huawen almost physically loathed this planet, he had to leave here.

【warn!The life value of the son of luck is too low, and he is in a state of dying! 】

The picture text instantly went crazy on the spot: "You're playing with me! I don't even know where he is!"

The next moment, an alarm buzzed from the castle, and figures came and went in a hurry, as if they were searching for someone.

[Fate will make you meet, Mr. Instructor, follow your intuition to find him, maybe he is far away in the sky, but close in front of you. 】

Huawen is standing in the dense forest, and there is a small river flowing nearby. The artificial moonlight illuminates the river, and an abnormal white shadow floats along the river.

Picture text: "!!!"

Before he could confirm whether it was a human being, he ran unconsciously and chased along the small river.

I didn't see it until I got a little closer. It was a half-naked person lying face down in the water, in a state of drowning, and had passed out.

Not caring much, Huawen threw the only remaining paratrooper rope at Hezhong, and when the man was about to hit the rock, he yanked it and caught his right foot.

Tie the rope around your waist, pull the rope, and lean back until your body is almost parallel to the ground. Only then can you barely resist the rushing river, and slowly drag the person to the shore.

"Why... is it so heavy!" Huawen's veins on his temples were about to burst, "Is he... a cow?!"

After finally dragging him up, Huawen panted and turned him over quickly, seeing his pale face, he couldn't help being taken aback.

Although I have seen his photos, the picture text is still amazed by the real person.

The moonlight sprinkled between his eyebrows, like a drop of silver tears falling into the surface of a golden lake, the water drop slipped from his golden eyelashes into the corner of his mouth, his lips were blue, but it was not difficult to see that his once bright red, ivory white skin was so white Thrilling, the upper body is thin and strong, and the sculptures in ancient times did not have such a good proportion.

The wet short golden hair is like a lion's mane, and after being wet, it is like slightly curly golden seaweed, sticking to the sideburns docilely, and the slightly frowned eyebrows are like the buds of white roses, which makes people want to kiss him open. She looks like a darling from the heavens.

As expected of the "Rose Lion", Huawen nodded solemnly, agreeing with the title from the bottom of his heart.

Astonishing astonishing, saving people can't be careless, Huawen propped up his chest and abdomen and patted his back to let him spit out the accumulated water, then pressed his chest hard, listened to the heartbeat, no, it was getting weaker and weaker.

"Is this the only way..." Huawen raised his chin, squeezed his slightly opened mouth, took a deep breath, and leaned over...