Chapter 88: All can be cut by heavy blades [First order required]
Inside the highland outpost, Fang Dawei and his group of thirteen people were sitting or lying down. Except for a doctor who needed protection, nine of them were still able to fight. The remaining three people had been seriously injured before and were lying there almost unconscious.
Originally there were sixteen of them, and the missing ones either got separated or were shot dead along the way.
Fang Dawei has a very fair complexion. He wears a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up, has a side-parted hairstyle, and wears a pair of glasses. Although he is physically strong, he does not look like a gangster, but rather like an office worker.
There was a layer of scaly substance on the exposed skin, which also covered the face.
Tong Baitao, who was sitting not far from him, was tall and strong. His gray-black shell was visible from his torn clothes, with traces of bullets on it. His shoulder blade was bulging high behind him, as if there was something hidden there, but it was covered under his clothes and it was impossible to tell what it was.
In front of them, there was a small radio station. A small man wearing headphones squatted there, listening to the signal inside and continuously writing down the code beside him. After recording, he quickly took off the headphones, took out a booklet, and translated it according to the reference. Finally, he looked up and said, "It's out."
"What do you mean?" Everyone looked at him with concern.
The short man said, "They told us to hold on a little longer. The Molan Company's security team is on the way and will arrive in about forty minutes. By then, at least we can save our lives. Molan Company won't let us die."
"Molan Company, damn it!"
Tong Baitao's eyes showed hatred. The reason they were in this situation today was all related to Molan Company. However, he also knew that the only one who could save their lives now was Molan Company.
Fang Dawei was very calm and said, "It's not that there is no chance. The resistance organization provided us with so many things before, but they are not so kind to help us. They must want to cause trouble in the city.
If the city is in chaos, will these Greyhounds still be able to stay here? Then we will have a chance. The path of Molan Company is only the last option. If we can avoid it, we will not leave.
"Brother is right!"
Hearing his words, the robbers were encouraged, because what he said made sense. The city was where the police station should guard. Once something happened in the city, how could those greyhounds outside the city care about here?
At this time, there was a rustling sound from above, and a man crawled over from the wall. He stuck to it like a spider, and his limbs were like those of arthropods.
Fang Dawei looked up. Sunlight streamed down from a large hole above him, causing him to squint. He said, "Seventh Brother, I told you not to crawl over my head."
Old Seven said, "Oh!" and quickly crawled down the wall like a spider. He lay on the ground and said, "Brother, I've checked everything. There's a secret passage underneath. It seems to have been dug by the villagers some time ago. Do you want to block it up?"
Fang Dawei pondered for a moment and said, "No, keep it and let a brother look after it. It might be useful later."
He then looked at the doctor who was examining the wounded and said, "Doctor Lin, is there any hope for these guys?"
Doctor Lin was a thin, white-haired man in his forties. He was examining several of the robbers lying there with a stethoscope. He said, "The medicine the resistance gave you can keep you alive, but don't expect it to be very effective. Even if you go to a regular hospital, you won't be able to recover anytime soon."
After a pause, he continued, "Actually, as long as you don't die now, it's fine. The broken part is fine. When you get to Molan Company, they will replace you with a better one."
When Fang Dawei heard him say this, his face twitched, as if he remembered something bad.
At this moment, his pupils suddenly dilated, blue veins appeared on his face and forehead, bloodshot appeared in his eyes, he gasped for breath, and began to scratch himself, and the layer of scales on his body seemed to become hard.
Tong Baitao saw his appearance and exclaimed, "Oh no! The old man's illness has recurred! Quick, Doctor Lin, give him the Xingqing Capsules!"
Doctor Lin quickly took out a medicine box, broke off a capsule and threw it over.
Tong Baitao caught it, quickly came to Fang Dawei's side, supported his body, and said, "Here, boss." Fang Dawei quickly grabbed it, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it hard. After a while, his breathing slowly calmed down, and the abnormalities on his body gradually disappeared.
Doctor Lin looked at him, then at the people around him, and said, "One capsule will last for three days, but that's assuming you don't engage in strenuous exercise. If you use your implants to fight, you might need to take a capsule every half day. These pills will only last you three days."
Tong Baitao cursed and said, "Damn it, I should have gotten the medicine before pressing the detonator."
One of the younger brothers said, "Brother Tong, that kid is out of our hands. He'll be exposed as soon as we meet him. It's better to kill a few more people from the agency. The remaining Greyhounds can only use guns to fight. They will pose less threat to us."
Tong Baitao glared at him and said, "So, how many people did you kill in the end?"
The younger brother felt a little embarrassed. He was in a hurry to leave at that time, so he pressed the button when he saw that it was almost time. Besides, those people suddenly retreated, so it was not his fault.
At this time, Tong Qianjiang, who was sitting on the upper level of the sentry post, stood up suddenly. He looked down and turned around and said, "Brother, Brother Fang, there seems to be some movement down there!"
"What are these greyhounds doing?"
The group immediately became alert, and one by one they moved to the gap and the original crack to look down. They saw that all the patrolmen below were pointing their guns upwards, and there was a young man in school uniform standing below with a long knife in his hand, his clear and cold eyes looking up.
"Brother, that seems to be a student from Wuda University."
Tong Qianjiang said: "I have seen him before. Yes, that night, I saw him when I went to trade with Tian Yaozu's younger brother. I felt something was wrong at that time, so I left early."
Tong Baitao took a look and said in surprise, "Am I seeing things? Just one person?" He turned around to look at everyone and said loudly, "Just one person? Huh? Did they scare away all the brave ones? They just sent this kid over?"
The robbers in the sentry post all laughed wildly. It was not that they looked down on the students of Wuhan University, but the other party was just one person with only a knife in his hand. What could he do to them?
But at this moment, everyone suddenly felt a flash before their eyes, and the young man disappeared from the spot. Only the spider-like Old Seven caught his movement in the first time and said, "He's coming up! So fast!"
At this time, dense gunfire began to be heard from below. A series of bullets hit the sentry post, forcing them to retract their heads.
They had tried to exchange fire with the police station before, but later found that they were at a disadvantage. They could not shoot accurately from a distance, and there were so many people in the police station that it was useless even if they could kill a few of them. Their bullets were getting less and less. They simply relied on the remaining protective capabilities of the outpost and hid inside, and did not move as long as no one rushed up.
The police station also knew that they couldn't break through the wall, so there had been no movement for a long time. But now they suddenly opened fire, and it was obvious that they were cooperating with the young man.
Fang Dawei had been sitting there since taking the medicine, seemingly recovering. He took a few hard breaths, and the scales on his body seemed to relax. He looked up and said, "Old Four, watch out."
A burly man pulled out a pistol, stood up without saying a word, and walked out.
He was wearing a hood that left only a slit for his eyes. After walking out of the sentry post, there was a relatively spacious platform outside. He took a few more steps outside and pointed his gun at the figure rushing up below.
At this time, bullets from below also came over, but no matter whether they hit his torso or limbs, they were all knocked away without any effect. One of them hit his forehead, but it only made him tilt his head and tore a line in his hood, revealing the dark black shell plate underneath.
Chen Chuan looked ahead. The straight-line distance from the bottom to the top of the sentry post was about a hundred meters, but there were three narrow bends in it.
This means that no matter how fast the person rushing up is, he will have to slow down at the turn and expose his side to the gunners guarding the sentry post above for a distance.
But he maintained his speed when he was turning. The moment he reached there, he stepped hard on the ground, making a hole in the ground, and then he moved sideways to the other end.
Because his speed was so fast, the strong man couldn't aim at him accurately. He fired repeatedly, and all the bullets fell behind him.
After Chen Chuan passed two bends in a row, the burly man took out another pistol from his waist, held the guns with both hands, aimed at the last bend, and separated the two guns slightly, covering the front and back directions. In this way, as long as Chen Chuan passed through underneath, he would not be able to avoid his bullets.
Before reaching the third bend, Chen Chuan made an unexpected move. Instead of continuing to move forward, he turned around halfway, stepped heavily on the ground, and soared into the air. He actually jumped over the five or six meter wide and deep ravine and landed on the last straight road. When he looked up, he saw the strong man right in front of him.
The sturdy man reacted quickly. He immediately closed the pistol that was originally spread outwards and fired at him. After Chen Chuan landed on the ground, he lowered his body and suddenly rushed up, and in the process he even swayed left and right. The bullets only hit the soil behind him, causing it to explode.
He was incredibly fast, and in just the blink of an eye he had rushed over a distance of nearly ten meters. Then he swung his long sword diagonally, and a piece of his arm flew into the air. He took another step to the side, and as he passed by the strong man, he slashed horizontally with the sword!
With a click, a deep footprint appeared under his feet, and he suddenly stopped. When he looked up again, he saw the entrance to the sentry post five steps ahead.
He flicked the blade with his wrist and slowly walked towards that place.
Behind him, the strong man stood for a moment, then his broken upper body fell down, and then his lower body was dragged to the ground.
Among them, all the implanted armor, modified bones, and protective clothing were cut in half by him!
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(End of this chapter)
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