The air was filled with the smell of blood.
The red and white ones splashed out from the bitten neck and slowly flowed down.
Blood erodes the soil, leaving the place where mountains and rivers should be beautiful.
Suddenly it turned into a wild jungle.
Zheng Yang waved his hand.
"It's this smell again, I'm almost getting used to it."
After thinking about it, I still didn't let the wolf eat the IMC soldiers.
They are all for their own masters.
There is no need to remain like this after death.
"Let's go."
Ignoring the corpse of the IMC soldier, Zheng Yang left after touching the corpse.
This is still some distance from the first vent.
Very strange.
Just look at the direction this IMC soldier is walking.
Apparently past the first vent.
But they didn't seem to find it. If they did, they would probably be applying for poison gas bombs from the base...
After Zheng Yang walked for a while, he came to a tree.
Scratched his head.
Compare the 3D map.
That's right.
That’s it…
Zheng Yang looked up.
What a big tree...
Zheng Yang watched carefully for a moment.
Pull the bark hard.
Revealing vents hidden in large tree trunks.
Zheng Yang: "......"
At first glance, the entire towering tree has been hollowed out, but shouldn't it?
How to ventilate when hidden in a tree trunk.
The vent should be in an open area...
etc?
Zheng Yang closed the vent and stuck his head in to take a look.
The vents are from the ground up in the trunk, connecting to the ground. The upper part is also hollowed out. There are many holes along the wall, although the inside of the trunk is hollowed out.
But looking at it from the outside.
If you don't look carefully, you might think it's just a tree trunk hole, the kind where squirrels live.
Zheng Yang smacked his lips: "The Resistance Army's idea is okay..."
Then he looked towards the vent.
It turned out that one or two dull yellow branches were blocking the rotating vent.
Some of the old bark on the inner walls lost the upward wind and fell one after another. Layer by layer, they finally blocked the vents.
Zheng Yang leaned over and took out the bark and branches.
Throw them out in large handfuls.
Then open the vents.
The fan blades started to run and worked successfully.
Zheng Yang made a message to the shelter.
"How is it? Is it ventilated?"
Wan Zi Tou received a call in the shelter and looked up.
The digital screen above a vent in the wall changed from a red exclamation point to a green one.
【operating normally】
Wanzitou: "Okay, there is another one, it should be near you."
Zheng Yang: "ok."
…………
Soon.
Zheng Yang, the cleaner who removed the blockage from the two vents, walked to the exit of the ruins.
He glanced at the value displayed in the helmet.
[Moving progress: 96%]
At this time, the exit had been pushed up from two meters to a height of 6 meters.
When Zheng Yang arrived, TP was still slowly moving the box above his head.
To ensure that when I come out, I won't be hooked by the steel pipes on the ceiling.
[Moving progress: 100%]
"Hey, it seems I came just in time?"
"Pilot, are you ready to fight?"
TP slowly walked out of the ruins.
"Then let's have a big fight!"
Zheng Yang trotted towards TP who came out. As he ran over, TP's hatch gradually opened.
With one jump, the fur ball on his shoulders followed Zheng Yang into the TP Titan.
"Wolf, you and Bai Ying are following behind."
"Ouch!"
These two are so big that it will definitely be crowded inside Titan.
Since the speed was fast anyway, Zheng Yang didn’t bring the wolf and Bai Ying with him.
The hatch closed, and the darkness lasted only a moment.
Then the neural wiring is completed.
The four screens began to flash out one by one.
Zheng Yang controlled TP and slid down the mountain slope.
The direction to slide is...
Frontal battlefield.
…………
The rebel base has not yet been destroyed.
In a room.
There were eight rebels standing in the room. On the ground was a man who was struggling, his hands and feet shot by bullets, bleeding, and crying and wailing in pain.
"Take him down and torture him."
A leading rebel said, and then two rebels dragged the man directly out of the room.
Blood was still flowing from the wound.
As the man was dragged further and further away.
A long trail of blood was left on the spot, leading to the unknown darkness outside the door.
The screen in the room was still flashing a blue screen.
In front of the blue screen is a rebel holding a laptop, which is connected to a host in the room.
"How long will it take for the ground to air to be restored? Our ground to air should not have been found by the IMC yet." The leading rebel asked towards the rebel holding the notebook.
"Boss, there are still 3 minutes left."
"OK."
immediately.
The room fell into silence.
After a long time.
One of the rebels received a message inside his helmet.
He looked up at the leading rebel.
"Boss, can we go out and fight?"
The leading rebel did not answer directly, but asked: "You are usually calm, why are you so impatient now?"
"I just received a picture from Cooper. He is wearing seven."
The leading rebel: "......"
"Grass!"
Immediately, the leading rebel walked out of the room alone, closed the door, held the cigarette in his mouth, and with a "click", the roller lighter burst into flames, lighting up the place...
The building collapsed here, but the interior of the ruins happened to form a stable structure.
The rebel clicked the side button on his helmet and dialed the communication of his superior commander.
It was picked up instantly as soon as it was sent.
The commander's busy voice came from the other side of the communication line.
"Team A21, you sneak into the middle and rear of the battlefield...Team B13, there is an IMC team directly in front of your route, numbering 8, kill them!"
"...Huh? Qing Feng, there shouldn't be any surprises on your side?"
Qing Feng: ".........Cao, do you still know the situation here?"
"Team A12, you go straight in! Team B12, you... uh, what did you just say?"
Qing Feng took a deep breath: "You are so busy, why do you send our pilot team to such a job that only technical members can do?"
The commander was stunned for a moment: "Isn't Chen Ye in your team a technical member?"
Qing Feng almost broke through the defense, and veins popped out on his head: "This guy is a combat pilot! Not a scientific research pilot! He just knows a little bit about technology!"
Commander: "With just a little bit of technology, your family can outperform more than 70% of the professional researchers in the entire resistance army?"
Qingfeng: ".........."
Qing Feng: "Then you can't move our ace pilot team to the rear. Isn't there a shortage of Titans on the frontal battlefield?"
The commander was busy in the noisy command room.
While giving instructions and talking to Qing Feng, he scratched his head in annoyance.
"Stop fucking complaining, you are useful there!"
Ordinary commander Qing Feng would not make a communication call at this time, because this is when the commanders begin to organize a counterattack, and this call cannot be made to interfere with the commander's thinking.
But this commander is different.
The only 17-year-old first-level commander within the resistance.
No. 1 among the young generation of talented commanders in the entire resistance army.
His battlefield thinking can even be praised by some experienced commanders.
In addition, Qing Feng was really confused by this instruction.
"What's the point of waiting...you'll receive new orders in half an hour!"
Qing Feng thought for a while: "Okay."
Just as he was about to hang up, the commander asked again: "By the way, have you caught that naughty mole?"
Qing Feng: "He's caught. Zhang San and Li Si have already escorted him to the prisoner's room."
Commander: "Okay, Team B13, report the casualties...Team A2, there is an IMC Titan in a burning state directly in front of you, give me a charged rifle and feed him to death!" "
Qingfeng: "......"
Commander: "Team A21, keep moving forward."
Qingfeng: "......"
Commander: "Team B12, unknown life has been detected in a direction 45 degrees from you. Go and detect it carefully..."
Qingfeng: ".........."
Commander: "A13...Huh? Why haven't you died yet?"
Qingfeng: "...Ning continue to be busy."
hang up the phone.
Qing Feng stood in the dark ruins, finished smoking a cigarette, and then entered the room.
"Boss! It's done."
As these words were spoken.
The surface-to-air missiles of the rebels outside were activated one after another, and the ground was removed, revealing the originally ferocious missile holes.
Then it slowly rose from the ground.
in the process of rising.
The barrel gradually rotated its direction.
All I saw was that the direction I was aiming at was......
There are still "egg" IMC ships in the sky.
.....................
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ps: Friends who see this, take a look at the post I pinned to the top of the book circle.
This book is on the fifth day of the burning pot period.
Oh, by the way, the commander's name hasn't been named yet. Is there any brother who wants this vest?
This time it’s free, let’s see who has a cool and meaningful name, the day after tomorrow at the latest.
If there's no one around, why don't I get up by myself?
By the way, friends who want vests in the future can take a look at this rule.
If you tip 2000 starting coins, you can get a vest.
It’s just a name, don’t provide a story~
Of course, if the reward is good and the story is reasonable, I will accept it~
