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How did Jiang Hui survive? This matter? Also simple.
In fact, he has already done it. Want to follow. This fake snapping turtle. Preparation for a fight to the death. but. He didn't want to die in vain. Change. Give it your best shot at the end. Let's see if we can kill him. It would be best to take away this big guy who caused his death. It’s not like this scheming was in vain.
but. During the actual battle, there was a slight change in the Wings of Death Battle. It’s not a mutation, is it? In fact, it was also within Jiang Hui's expectation. But he didn't expect it. It's not that he didn't expect that the effect would be so amazing. My own mental strength is as strong as this.
Large snapping turtle. Directly by him. The transformed mental power was completely strangled.
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The other party ended up in a laboratory because of the empire's poor protection, and was forced to change his life's fate. However, after the other party returned to the embrace of the empire, he could not return to a normal life. While other children were still growing up step by step under the wings of their parents and relatives, he was already forging ahead for the safety and future of the empire. This time It also uncovered a conspiracy for the empire's security plan.
People who have made meritorious deeds should be respected.
Huan Xian was calm.
So familiar. He met death once again, and the curse once again fell on those close to him.
Why? Why...can't we just wait a little longer? I'm already here.
However, he was still unable to save the other party in the end, just like he could only watch his mother die.
When he was placed alive in the melt chamber, he was so worried that his death would be too miserable and ugly, which would frighten his friends who came to see him off. But what about you...how did you become the person who died miserably?
It hurts.
Nothing came out of the boy's dry eyes - he had no tears anymore.
Another class two student who was leading the way couldn't hold it back and cried "Wow". He didn't hold back tears like Jayidi, nor did he cry silently like Huan Xian. To him, Jiang Hui died to save them. It shouldn't be like this. She was the one who should be alive the most. Why, why is this happening?
Even the soldiers present who were accustomed to seeing life and death couldn't help but feel a little sad when they saw such a scene. They mourned for the young life that was lost, and also grieved for the young man's sincere feelings that never received a response. They actually couldn't bear to see such a scene. .
The young officer who always acted resolutely did not issue any orders this time. He just looked at the A-class star beast quietly, and then gently took off his hat.
The entire scene was in a depressed state, and the air seemed to be filled with an anxious and stagnant atmosphere, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.
Suddenly, the boy squatting next to the remains of the fuselage suddenly raised his head.
The young officer standing far away also immediately noticed the movement here. He put on the military cap that symbolized majesty again, straightened it up, and then walked calmly in the direction of Huan Xian.
The soldiers at the back didn't know what was going on, so they saw that Staff Officer Huan, who should be seriously injured, no, he should be called Second Lieutenant next time we meet, began to frantically pull at the remaining fuselage.
Judging from the scene, the alligator snapping turtle must have gone through a fierce struggle before it died, and the driver must have been knocked down by its last-minute improvised counterattack.
It can be seen that the material hardness and strength of the mecha are insufficient. The carapace, which weighs more than ten tons, directly crushed nearly three-quarters of the fuselage. The upper half of the cabin and the head and neck are still intact and stuck in the carapace. edge.
And the movement came from that part, and suddenly there was a mental fluctuation like a corpse...
If he didn't feel wrong, it was only the mental power of that person. It's her, still alive, not dead.
Huan Xian ignored the severe pain behind him and immediately moved towards the part with the strongest mental fluctuations. .
It has to be said that Jiang Hui's skills in assembling the mecha were extremely good. Even though the various parts were crushed like this, other parts were not affected. The people under the back cover encouraged it several times and tried hard to hit it internally, but failed, and in the end they had to hammer it weakly.
Huan Xian helped lift the back cover, but he was seriously injured, his hands and feet were weak, and he had no suitable tools. After trying in vain for a few times, he found that a corner of the back cover was pressed by the carapace.
Zong Ting, who still reacted and rushed over, followed his adjutant and several sergeants to lift the dead star beast slightly to reduce the pressure on the back cover.
After many efforts, the people inside finally cracked open the back cover.
Under the back cover was a narrow, deformed opening, and a blood-covered head emerged from it.
The opponent stretched out his hand and grabbed the upper edge, exerting all his strength, but unfortunately he could not move up.
People outside didn't dare to pull at will, worried that the other person's legs would be pinched by something. If he pulls it without hesitation, it may cause more damage, so they are patiently waiting for her to reveal the situation further.
However, several adults nearby were not idle either, helping to expand the deformed exit and giving the survivor a helping hand.
The other party was probably injured and looked very weak. His arms were holding the remaining body of the machine and he kept moving, struggling to hold himself up.
After an unknown amount of time, the other party managed to crawl out of the narrow emergency rescue space, half of his body resting on the exit.
She looked very embarrassed, her forehead was covered with blood, her head must have been injured, and the exposed skin on her cheeks, neck, and hands were all covered with deep scratches. The back of one of her hands even touched something with high temperature and was burned. A shocking mess of flesh and blood emerged.
Her leg was indeed crushed, and there might be something wrong with the bones. She couldn't even stand up. Zong Ting half-supported her and leaned out of the exit of the emergency room.
The other party's face was extremely pale, his lips were chapped, and his face still showed the panic after a death disaster.
She looked at the fact that the group of people who came to rescue her seemed a little confused about the situation in front of them, but they survived, and she felt sincerely grateful and happy.
Finally, among the crowd, Jiang Hui accurately found the face she was most familiar with, and the one she was most worried about these days.
Her mind finally seemed to come around, she moved the corners of her chapped lips as if she wanted to say something, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to greet the other party.
Huan Xian, who finally found his breath, began to breathe heavily as if he had received a certain signal, but in just a few minutes, it was as if he had been in the swimming pool water. He wanted to say something, he also wanted to smile at this person, or scold him for being impulsive...but all of this ended up being speechless.
He just walked up to the other party quietly and covered her hand under her delighted gaze.
Two scarred hands overlapped. One was criss-crossed with scars, and the other was covered in blood and flesh, which seemed to give people a sense of time and space intertwined.
Finally... they all survived.
(End of chapter)
