Severe pain came from the left shoulder, the dazzling white light had disappeared, and his vision quickly returned to normal. Su Hao subconsciously turned his head and found that he had bumped into a very huge, strange-shaped object.

It was a car, or maybe it wasn't. But no matter what, according to Su Hao's understanding of the original world, he could only attribute this thing to the wreckage of the car.

It is very large, similar to the "Dongfeng" truck on the earth. The surface is full of burning traces, and only a charred metal part is left in the cab and body. You can see where the four tires were originally located, the surface of the abandoned metal wheel shaft was rusted, and many places were exposed with red exposed parts. The location in contact with the ground was slightly covered by sand and soil. Obviously, it has existed here for a long time, and the burning and destruction also happened a long time ago.

This is terrible, but it is not what shocked Su Hao the most.

Just as he raised his arm, he found that he had completely lost his strength.

Yes, it was completely lost.

The arms are heavy, and Su Hao has never felt that such a simple movement is so difficult. He has to spend a lot of effort to complete the entire process of waving his arms. No, not only that, the power consumed by walking is similar. Even lifting his eyelids and blinking his eyes is consumed more physically than when he is on the Red Dragon Planet.

It was too late to look around, this feeling alone was enough to be shocking. Su Hao instinctively thought about whether he was sick? This thought dissipated instantly and was replaced by another more terrifying thinking.

"boom----"

A huge explosion caused Su Hao to swallow the words he had just rushed to his mouth. It seemed to be a shell, or a grenade thrown from a distance, and the landing point was not far from here. The sand and stones in the sky were raised high and fell in patches. The violent waves of air were like the hot sea that was coming to his face and pushed violently to the ground. Su Hao had no time to search for the thinking consciousness, and had been pushed horizontally by a huge force. He hurriedly supported the ground, half-kneeled, and quickly searched for any hidden locations around him, and wanted to figure out what was going on, when he suddenly heard the sharp whistle of the bullet cutting through the air, and the miserable screams came from beside him.

The two "worker bees" who followed him fell down almost at the same time. One of them had their left waists broken from the middle, and they fell heavily at a strange thirty-degree angle outside. Their eyes suddenly stared and their bodies twitched violently uncontrollably. The other one's head disappeared and turned into a bloody rain scattered everywhere. The body that had lost its head staggered for a few steps back and forth in the spot, grabbed the air with both hands, tripped by a stone protruding from the ground, lost its balance, and turned it over heavily.

Who? Who is it?

Su Hao's eyes released a fierce light that was enough to eat people. He lowered his body, lay on the ground like a snake, quickly crawled to the seriously injured "worker bee" whose abdomen was broken, grabbed the first aid kit from his backpack, tore the packaging a few times with the craziest movement, and stuffed a ball of medicinal wool into the wound. The injury was too serious. Before he could tie the injured person's body with a tourniquet, the blood gushing out like a stream had soaked the medicinal wool, mixed with a large amount of minced meat and internal organs. Through the exploded flesh, Su Hao saw scattered metal fragments and the internal organs that were completely blown up inside the abdomen.

Dull gunfire sounds came from the air again. Following the direction of the airflow, Su Hao saw several shaking figures on the hills in the distance, and the shooting frequency was very fast, accompanied by the unique strafing rhythm of the machine gun. The hot metal bullet flow kept passing by Su Hao's head. He was instinctively afraid, but more angry.

Su Hao completely lost his strength and his thinking consciousness could not be released. He could only rely on his naked eyes to judge the surrounding environment.

I just came to this world and could not provoke anyone out of thin air.

This is an armed conflict, and the position he appeared was just in the middle of the gun battle. Without looking back, Su Hao also knew that there must be another group of people in the opposite direction. However, this side was obviously at a disadvantage, perhaps because the number of people was too small, or the number of weapons was insufficient. In short, the counterattack was scattered and could not be compared with the side on the opposite hill, and was in a state of complete suppression.

"I"

Looking at his companion who was lying in front of him, breathing rapidly but with large amounts of blood foam constantly gushing out of his mouth, Su Hao was furious. He quickly removed the assault rifle on his shoulder, aimed at the blurry figures on the hills, and pulled the trigger hard.

This is a generalized assault rifle that was jointly installed by the Imperial Academy of Sciences eight years ago and was jointly installed by the Imperial Military Industry General Administration and the Logistics Headquarters. It uses a nine-mm warhead, a dual magazine configuration, and a 60 ammunition capacity. In terms of the surface lethality and range, the overall performance is nearly 80% higher than similar products on the earth. Considering the huge density and mass differences between the earth and the Red Dragon Planet, such a gun is equivalent to a miniature 5mm cannon on the earth.

The moment he pulled the trigger, Su Hao heard a strange sound from inside the gun box. Then, an unspeakable force was transmitted to his shoulder along the gun handle. The recoil was very slight and there was no repulsion as expected. Su Hao saw the bullet shoot out of the muzzle, but it did not speed like a meteor. After only flying less than ten meters, he broke out from the straight orbit he should have, drew an arc in the air, and fell to the ground.

Eight meters... No, there is no eight meters, only seven meters at most.

Su Hao felt an indescribable fear. It was the first time he felt that he was so close to death for many years. It was only now that Su Hao finally understood why the black particles strongly demanded that they stay away from the white pyramid on the Red Dragon Planet? They could indeed perceive potential danger signs, and they did not want their host to die in vain. He was too stubborn. When he stepped into the pyramid portal, Su Hao tried his best to suppress the black particles, and thus entered this unknown third-stage world. At that time, the situation of the two "worker bees" companions should be similar to that of themselves. However, the gap between ideals and reality is here. The word "danger" is spoken from others, and it is always a existence that is despised and despised. Only when he really takes risks can he understand the terror. However, it is too late to regret.

Su Hao never regretted it. Entering the third stage of the world is his own choice and a measure that must be done. Instead of being discovered by the Atlantis because of the surveillance problem of the portal, the entire Red Dragon World and even the earth have been completely destroyed, it is better to fight hard, even if you die, it has enough value.

asshole

These damn bastards

Su Hao grabbed the backpack that fell to the ground, grabbed the seriously injured companion's arm, and with the help of the rocks and vehicle wreckage, he crawled on the ground like a gecko, and broke away from the combat area with difficulty and speed.

You must live, no matter how despicable or difficult it is.

If you die, there will be nothing.

Su Hao dragged his dying companion for nearly ten minutes, and stumbled away for a long time under the cover of the dense woods. The gunfire around him continued to become sparse until it completely disappeared. No trace of anyone catching up. Only then did Su Hao put down his seriously injured companion and began to rest with gasps.

He felt that his throat seemed to be filled with a lot of sawdust, and he felt uncomfortable. Despite his thirst, Su Hao suppressed his desire to take out the water bottle from his backpack, took out another first aid kit, and focused his attention on the injured.

The eyes of the "worker bee" were full of fear and pain, and her pupils were gradually spreading, and blood quickly spread out. The shot was fatal. The power of bullet impact and explosion destroyed the possibility of physiological repair, and even the spine was broken. In order to escape, Su Hao ignored too much at the time. Along the way, more internal organs continued to fall. The injured person's upper body and lower body were almost completely broken, and only the right abdomen had a piece of skin the size of a palm, barely connecting his buttocks and upper body.

"I, I can't do it."

"Work Bee" is a middle-aged man with thick beards neatly trimmed. He is an old man who followed Su Hao to the Red Dragon World from the earth and is also a general of the Imperial Guard Corps. Due to the restrictions on the portal, Su Hao was unable to carry more personnel and supplies, and the two "Work Bee" were volunteers. But no one expected that he would encounter such a thing as soon as he walked out of the teleportation space.

His consciousness was becoming dissipated, and the blood foam that gushed out of his mouth had become very sticky. His voice was hoarse and dull. He gathered his last strength and grabbed Su Hao's hand tightly. While trembling, he said intermittently: "Here, this place is very dangerous. You...you must protect yourself, wait...wait for reinforcements..."

“I will do it.”

Su Hao's eyes were filled with pain and tears, and his trembling voice was filled with unconcealed concern: "Stop talking, you will get better. We are a whole, we will definitely do it."

The "worker bee" did not respond, but looked at Su Hao's face carefully with blurred vision, as if he wanted to engrave every detail in his mind. A smile appeared on his face, not caring about the impending death at all. The hand holding Su Hao became tighter and tighter, and the tone became unprecedentedly deeper.

"Promise me...one thing, one thing."

Su Hao felt his body tremble for no reason and asked gently: "What?"

"No, don't avenge me...absolutely, don't"

When the "worker bee" spits out the last syllable from her mouth, her whole body is exhausted at this moment. A wisp of blood oozed out of his mouth and nose, and his smiling expression frozen on his face, and his eyes completely lost their light.

Su Hao heard his sobs.

It was the first time he had done this kind of behavior called "weakness" in more than a hundred years. Su Hao knew very well that it was out of anger and grief. He died like this, without any warning, and he knew what to do. It was less than an hour after he came to this world, and two living lives left in front of him.

Don't take revenge.

The meaning of these four words is obvious: this is not the earth, nor the Red Dragon Planet. This is a world full of crises and deaths. Whether those who kill the "worker bees" are strong or weak? The performance of the weapons in their hands is far beyond their understanding. Giving up the idea of ​​revenge will increase exponentially.

Even if it is dead, the "worker bee" still has to consider its own king.

The rain fell from the sky, forming a thin white layer of white in the mountains and forests, like fog, but it kept moving with the wind direction and swaying at will.

A grave mound of more than half a meter high was piled up on the muddy wetland. Su Hao was covered in dirt, kneeling in the middle of the mud and water, and used stones as big as fists to form a circle at the bottom of the grave mound. Not far behind him, he threw a handful of engineer elm that was broken from the middle. The damage caused by the gravity of the planet to foreign world items was too great. After digging a few casually, the fragile steel could no longer adapt to it, and soon there were signs of bending and brittleness.

This situation also spread to Su Hao. He felt that breathing was difficult, his hands and feet were weak, and although he was not injured, he began to cough violently. What was coughing out of his mouth was not only mucus, but also bright red blood. This indicated that the cells in the body had rapidly broken under the action of super normal gravity, and some had even collapsed. Fortunately, the black particles had already noticed the changes in the host's body and were repairing them wildly, spared no effort to maintain them, so that Su Hao could maintain his basic movement ability.

The death of the host means the death of the parasite. In this regard, Su Hao and the black particles have the same fate. No one can abandon anyone, and they must work together.

Su Hao did not erect a monument in front of the grave, nor did he leave any signs. "Commemoration" must be carried out in an absolutely safe environment. There are always opportunities for revenge, but it is definitely not now.

He sat in front of the grave for a long time before slowly getting up. Gravity, coupled with long sitting for a long time, made it very difficult for him to get up. The misty drizzle covered the traces of his departure, washed his footprints to the point of being clean and could not be found.

It is relatively safe to walk through the wasteland in the sun.

It is summer now, and compared to other cold and humid seasons, the sun is more abundant than ever, and the day is longer than the night. On this continent, it means that there is a distance between danger and you.

The sun also contains strong ultraviolet rays, but the radiation level is far greater than that of the Earth or the Red Dragon Planet. Staying in the sun for a long time is a very stupid move. You will find that your skin inexplicably begins to fall off on a large scale. The fresh skin exposed to the sun is definitely not bright red, but turns into a terrifying darkness in a few seconds. The unbearable hotness will always follow you. Even if you jump into the water or stuff yourself into the refrigerator, you will not be able to block this terrible pain.

War broke out a long time ago, and the natural trauma left over from a long time has not been restored until now. The wasteland and the forest are full of ancient mechanical wreckage. There are heavy chariots, incredibly large giant fighter jets, and warships that occupy the entire mountain, pressed by soil and rocks, revealing only a small part of the warships. God knows how they were brought up? In ancient legends, warships are the most powerful force cruising in the ocean, and the heights of those mountains are at least thousands of meters... Perhaps, the legend is simply that monks and monks are talking nonsense, and they are lies made up by those ignorant bastards themselves.

A very thin layer of gray clouds appeared in the sky, which quickly blocked the sunlight and covered a gray shadow on the hot and almost burning ground.

"You must hurry through this wilderness before nightfall."

Zachley glanced at the clouds that were getting closer and closer to him, and turned around and shouted loudly at the others following behind.

No world lacks the role of "merchant". Strictly speaking, Zachley is not a real businessman, at most a small-scale traveler. His funds are limited and he cannot pass through thousands of goods like a wealthy businessman. He can only wander among wild villages and make the difference with a small number of necessities of life. It is not too bad to get it from it, nor is it rich.

Two worn flatbed trucks were walking on the sand. They were indeed "walking", without engines and fuel. They were actually two huge boxes welded with metal strips, loading them with wheels and baffles, and had no second purpose except for shipping goods. As for the movement of the car itself, they had to be completely handed over to manpower or animals.

The five people were divided into two groups, with leather ropes hanging on their shoulders, dragging the flatbed cart forward. They were all men, with thin bodies and torn clothes on their bodies, and they could see naked gray-black skin. Their eyes were dull and they were walking mechanically in the hot weather.

"Hurry up, you damn lazy bones"

"I really regret hiring a bunch of lazy bastards like you. They all run and run. If we delay, we may encounter danger. Do you want to die here?"

"I beg you to go quickly. When I arrive in Red Rock City, I will treat you to a good meal. The wages are calculated separately. Is this kind of generous condition enough? Let's run away."

Zachley was covered with sweat on his head and body, but he did not dare to take off his robe that was covered outside. He lived in high-hot areas all year round, and advanced people with high-level evolutions were in direct contact with the sun. The hot light was actually very ordinary, but this wasteland was a legendary ancient battlefield, and the radiation effect has not subsided yet. Sunlight caused some particles in the air and soil to mutate, which was fatal to humans whose physical condition was not fully evolved.

Red Stone City is not too far from here, but the wasteland is still a wasteland after all. No one dares to cross this area at night. Doing that is no different from suicide. But even during the day, it is not safe here. What Zachley calls "death" is not to scare the employer with his mouth, but to be true and there is a high chance of happening.
Chapter completed!