chapter one hundred and sixty. moving towards that
"How are you? Are you feeling better?"
Decker held a body temperature tester in his hand and flicked it gently. Watching the mercury inside slowly fall, he couldn't help but shrugged and said with a smile: "The body temperature is normal. It seems that I can fully recover after another hour of rest."
"
In front of him was a soldier lying on a simple stretcher. There were two soldiers beside him who were helping him remove the bandages on his hands and forehead. This was a severely wounded soldier from before, and he had basically recovered about 90%.
"Oh, I feel like I'm back to normal now."
The Marine smiled, reached out and tore off the bandages and braces on his legs, twisted his neck stiffly, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Oh, I realize that I am really unlucky."
The most seriously injured person in the entire queue could be said to be the Marine in front of him. When he was lucky enough to avoid a fist-sized gem, he was hit in the head, chest and legs by three stones the size of a human head.
"This is a rare grand prize!"
The Marine Corps squad leader on the other side smiled, reached out and patted the soldier on the shoulder. Just as he was about to comfort him a few words, he couldn't help but burst into laughter: "But brother, this is really funny."
The surrounding soldiers also laughed, but it was not some kind of ridicule or sarcasm, but an encouragement to live. As long as you don't die, it is something to be happy about.
They are comrades recruited together in the game system. They are even soldiers of the same class in the game world. As far as their feelings are concerned, they are comrades who can be called brothers.
"Here, here are the new helmets and equipment!"
Decker reached behind and took out a brand new bulletproof helmet, night vision goggles and other equipment, as well as a clean combat uniform, and said with a smile: "Throw away those things, they are already more than 60% damaged."
Most of the soldiers' equipment was damaged, and some were directly hit by falling rocks, nearly half of which was shattered. The night vision goggles stuck on them were almost shattered.
Just by looking at the dents in the bulletproof helmets, you can tell how powerful the rockfall will be. Even the soldiers who were hit on the head suffered slight concussions.
Of course, looking at the way these seriously injured people vomited blood at the beginning, you knew the consequences of being hit by falling rocks on the chest and abdomen. Otherwise, they would not have been so tragically vomiting blood. It was really a dangerous injury.
"Oh, thank you very much."
The soldier stood up slowly and moved his whole body. Although there was still a slight pain in the injured area, it was bearable for them, but it did not affect more strenuous exercises.
Even charging with a G3-A4 assault rifle is no problem. The hidden bug ability from the game system is an ability that directly affects certain rules, which is quite powerful!
"Since everyone is so happy, let's have extra food!"
Holding a branch in his mouth, Edward walked over not far away holding an M4-A1 assault rifle. Seeing that his soldiers were so happy, he couldn't help but smile: "Grilled steak and navy noodles, I think it should be
tasty."
"Of course, if there is real French ketchup, that would be the best." Many soldiers who came over also laughed and booed, and many soldiers even directly suggested: "There should be champagne!"
"No champagne, just ketchup."
Edward smiled. Of course he could tell that this was a joke by the soldiers, and he immediately raised his lips and smiled: "Of course, if you don't mind, Mexican hot sauce can also be drunk as the most beautiful champagne!"
They would need to start marching again at noon. Drinking champagne in the morning was a bad military habit. Drunkly swaying from side to side would not be of much help in the battle.
Although it may be able to improve some courage, it can be said to be of little use to today's soldiers. With Edward's order, almost all of them will risk their lives. Do you still need to use alcohol to paralyze the brain nerves?
Several temporary barbecue grills were quickly set up in the entire camp. As the green light in Edward's hand flashed, a large number of data streams appeared quickly, showing pieces of fresh beef.
“Oh, I love this beef!”
Many soldiers smiled happily, stretched out their hands to pull out their tactical daggers, wiped them and quickly cut on them, inserted them on the grill and baked them quickly. Seasonings and other things had also appeared in the open space next to them.
In this case, occasionally adding sumptuous food is also a pleasant enjoyment for the soldiers. After all, in fierce battles, even if they are fearless, they will still feel nervous.
"Head, what are we going to do next?"
Decker held two plates of navy noodles in his hands, with three or four pieces of roast beef topped with ketchup and hot sauce. He handed a plate to Edward, then sat next to him and said, "We have basically recovered.
As before."
After a few hours last night and this morning, they had basically recovered. Even the seriously injured patients had their bandages removed, and the group of patients with minor injuries had already taken charge of defense work last night.
"But those Sac wanderers are really vulnerable."
After smiling, Decker continued, patting his tactical dagger, and said with a proud smile: "Even though he was over three meters tall, I still killed one with my dagger."
This was in the previous battle, but no matter how powerful the Nasak wanderer was, it did not make Decker much afraid, and he even used a tactical dagger to directly slit the opponent's neck.
"Those guys are indeed a little ridiculous."
Edward nodded. The Sark tribe in this primitive society simply had little chance of winning when faced with weapons attacks that exceeded theirs. The current wounded were more likely to be caused by some kind of accident.
After all, if they continue to be more careful and use mortars to bombard them a few more times, even if they have protective shields, they will probably be blown into pieces without any ability to resist, let alone these accidents.
"It's nine o'clock now, let's leave at half past ten."
He raised his right arm and glanced at the time on his watch. Edward nodded, picked up the fork and put a piece of beef into his mouth. A delicious taste immediately overflowed. He chewed and said, "We'd better get there quickly."
In Edward's heart, he always felt a slight sense of tension, which was probably the perception conveyed to him by this space. And relying on this perception, he also discovered that there was not much danger at that highest point.
Even in his mental perception, there was not much danger at all in the strange building formed by the three buildings collapsing on top of each other, and the soldiers behind him could easily walk through it.
"Eat quickly, something feels wrong."
Taking a slight breath, Edward always felt that something was going on. He ate the navy noodles with a big mouthful and shook his head slightly. Edward said softly: "It always seemed like something was coming."
A certain sense of tension is accelerating as time goes by. Even yesterday when these Sac wanderers were eliminated, it was just a slight crisis, but now it is becoming more and more depressing.
"Well, I'll tell everyone."
Decker's expression changed slightly, and he immediately stood up and walked towards the soldiers. As he spoke loudly, all the soldiers stopped joking and immediately ate their portions of food.
Now that we have the intention to fight, we must be prepared for battle. After eating the food in big mouthfuls, in almost five minutes, all the soldiers stood up, picked up their weapons and quickly assembled.
"Let's go!"
Edward glanced at the soldiers who had already prepared, threw down his empty plate, picked up the M4-A1 assault rifle and waved forward: "Follow, pay attention to the march!"
Looking at the large amount of woods in front of him, Edward took a deep breath, looked at the soldiers lined up in two rows behind him, waved his hands to the left and right, and said loudly: "Spread out, we found that the enemy is allowed to fire freely!"
"Understood!" All the soldiers immediately responded in a deep voice, each in a group of three, walking slowly forward, with dozens of guns aimed at the outside, and walking forward quickly.
The dense forest gradually became darker and darker, as if the sunlight in the sky began to sink. The entire queue rushed inside quickly. There were not many large mosquitoes at all, otherwise the position would be really uncomfortable.
"There is no danger, move forward."
Relying on the perception that exists all the time in the space, Edward quickly led the troops to rush forward, and in the end he even marched towards the front quickly by running.
They had trampled through a large amount of dense forest, but when they looked at the strange buildings in the distance through the gaps, they found that there was still a long distance, like some kind of long distance.
"Damn." Edward narrowed his eyes slightly and drank some saliva for himself. It was probably because the previous battle had annihilated the surrounding Sac wanderers. Now, not many enemies have been found during this period. Even if there were any, they would be shot directly.
Get rid of it.
"How far is it?"
Looking at the skyscrapers several hundred meters high, Edward stood on a huge tree root. The soldiers behind him were panting slightly. They took a deep look at the scene in front of them. Edward gritted his teeth and waved: "Keep moving forward!"
Even though I have been walking for nearly an hour, I still have to move forward. After all, the certain perception given in the space still carries a certain kind of excitement and tranquility, especially because there is not much danger.
"Forget it, hurry up!"
Edward exhaled, held the M4-A1 assault rifle in his arms, and rushed forward quickly. The soldiers behind him followed closely, and they began to march extremely fast again.
In any case, to be honest, Edward just wanted to go there and take a look, because even the game system seems to have given such a signal. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)
