This time the garrison came not with a familiar face, Old General Ye Ming - the old man had suffered from back problems since he came back from the sea last time, and he had been recovering at home.
The person who came was a burly man with a black face that no one had ever seen before. He had a full beard and was not even wearing a uniform. He had fierce eyes.
The muscular man, who was two meters tall and had a waist of one and a half meters, slapped his big mouth, causing the pilot comrade, who had lost two legs and half of his buttocks, to have his mouth and nose bleed, and half of his teeth were knocked out.
"Wipe it... I finally rescued it. If I beat it to death again... it would be unlucky..."
Lin Chou was stopped by Sikong and Shan Ye just when he wanted to stop him.
His eyes were already blind...oh no, it was the burned-out comrade driver who seemed to feel the call of infinite love contained in the two big mouths. He woke up with excitement and crawled around hugging the black-faced thighs. , bursting into tears and crying,
"Captain...Captain, is that you? Captain...wuwuwu...it's really you! It's my fault...it's not that I'm blind, nor can anyone else or Captain Deng Yuan. ..wuwuwu..."
The black-faced saliva sprayed all over the poor driver's face,
"Stop it for me! There are no cowards in my soldiers! They act like men!!"
The driver put one hand on the ground, tried to raise his body, and shouted loudly,
"yes!"
"I want to ask you, who is it that hurt my soldiers??"
"yes..."
Lin Chou was stunned,
"Damn it, is this okay?!"
I have to say that the discipline and honor of the garrison soldiers are really amazing, and occasionally they can serve as a boost of adrenaline.
If it were an ordinary hunter who would dare to ask these trivial questions at this time, it would be more likely that the person involved would take the eighteenth generation of the inquirer's ancestors and explode on the spot - instead of asking both questions with him. It’s like being received by the dear God of faith Himself.
The black-faced captain became more and more angry as he listened, and whipped his legs with several more 360-degree turns. The comrade driver was kicked so hard that he vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, but he became more and more energetic.
"Comrade Captain's whip kick can also activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis? Why does the more he kicks it, the more energetic he becomes..."
Fortunately, the black-faced man finally gave up on competing with the driver, straightened his slightly messy beard and walked over with a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Lin... and everyone, for saving my life."
Lin Chou,
"Uh... where, where... you are obviously good at whipping your legs..."
The black-faced man stretched out his hand and shook Lin Chou Shan Ye Sikong's hand.
"The second hunting team of the garrison, Han Chen."
"..."
The three people's faces froze.
Cold... cold? Are you serious? !
Han Chen said,
"I've heard of Mr. Lin for a long time, but I've been busy with military affairs and haven't had the opportunity to meet him. This time, Mr. Laurin is here."
Lin Chou waved his hand,
"Just call me Lin Zi. It's more important to save people... Those in the car can only be dealt with when Leng Han arrives."
Han Chen smiled bitterly,
"Yes, there is also the matter of that...chicken. I hope you will never mention it to others."
Shan Ye muttered,
"I was still a guest under that chicken's ass - didn't your boss ever mention this?"
Han Chen hesitated for a long time and finally said:
"Ahem...Huang...The prince is well-informed and is incomparable to the next martial artist."
Lin Chou, "..."
Sikong, "..."
Damn it, this diplomatic rhetoric is definitely something you can learn and sell now!
Mr. Shan's face turned blue, white, and black again, and he froze there without saying a word.
What else can you say to me, Master Shan, to love Qing’s life?
Fortunately, when the topic was ended, the topic terminator himself happened to appear.
Lin Chou immediately beamed with smile,
"Huh? Leng Han, why did you arrive so quickly..."
Leng Han was stunned for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth and gave Lin Chou the most vivid smile by her own standards.
I'm actually a little nervous,
"I...I...dropped in..."
Han Chen's mouth twitched. By the way, thank you for thinking of it...
But this guy is an old man who has been in the garrison for decades, and he instantly changed into an extremely serious expression (well, according to reliable information, Lieutenant General Leng himself hates guys with playful smiles the most. He often breaks his legs. He often breaks his legs. , he breaks his legs at every turn! The most amazing thing is that the one who returns his grandma is not the same leg every time!!), his military rank is obviously more stars than Leng Han’s, but he was given a standard military salute first,
"Lieutenant General Leng, let's stop talking and please save my few unsatisfactory soldiers first!"
Looking at it from the perspective of Huang Dashan and Sikong, it was obvious that Leng Han's legs moved unnaturally, which seemed like a prelude to kicking someone violently.
Leng Han nodded, walked to the shabby off-road vehicle and examined it, then looked at the five people still alive in the vehicle.
"They were lucky. The attack was not from the front, but from a short distance behind the rear of the car... The flames were extinguished in just a moment, but the least injured of them all lost at least forty pounds. The amount of meat, if the metal is peeled off, their internal organs will probably flow out of their stomachs... According to my perception of metal, their ability to stay alive depends entirely on the metal sealing their internal organs and various... liquids inside."
Black-faced Han Chen blinked his eyes.
"Lieutenant General Leng... can you say... something a little easier to understand? I, Old Han, am a big bastard and I can't understand you!"
Leng Han frowned,
"That is to say, the parts of these people sealed in metal, especially the abdomen, retain some of the fat, water, blood and tissue fluid secreted or leaked by the body. They rely on these tissue fluids and the sources free in them to maintain the internal organs. Part of the activity, if the metal is stripped away, these liquids will no longer exist."
"They...will die?"
Leng Han nodded,
"The chance of dying on the spot is very high. After all, they can almost be said to be skeletons - even their brains are half-baked. Their survival depends entirely on the physique of the evolvers. Without the ability to digest, I'm afraid the magic plant essence The effect is minimal.”
Han Chen was also a little shy, "This..."
Lin Chou spoke at this time,
"How about leaving a little metal 'coating' on them? I have a dish, which is pig blood soup. It doesn't need the digestive system to digest and absorb. It can support their current state. There is another dish. .. It allows them to regrow limbs, but it takes a bit slow, but after all, the bones are still there, so it is very simple to grow some meat and fat."
Leng Han raised his eyebrows,
"That's fine, but are you sure it will work?"
Han Chen suddenly became excited,
"Really? What kind of dish is so awesome??"
Lin Chou knocked on the empty iron bucket - it had been filled with pig blood soup.
Han Chen made the decision immediately.
"Lieutenant General Leng, I'm sorry to bother you! It's already like this, and it seems... there is no other way."
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