The sky has completely darkened, and the light of torches shines inside and outside the base. More and more people can't stand it anymore and start to rest. Only the Iron Law troops faithfully fulfill their duty of protection. There are ten teams of about one hundred teams, holding
Holding a blazing torch, he took the trouble to wander around every corner of the base, conducting detailed inspections.
In addition, there are some special personnel hiding like lonely souls in the darkest places of the night. Either in the corners, ruins, or rooftops, immersed in the consciousness of perception, their sharp eyes scanning like radar.
This 'baptism of death' lasted too long, and the scene at that time was extremely chaotic. The cavalry troops broke into the base several times, and the armed forces of all forces also successfully approached the base.
Who can guarantee that no one takes the opportunity to sneak into the base? Who can guarantee that no one is hiding somewhere?!
Peng Hou's thoughts are always very comprehensive, comprehensive and a little extreme. He can usually consider the worst-case scenario, especially in this sensitive moment. So he mobilized all the people who could be mobilized, even
The Imperial Soul Team was invited to join, which is why Gao Sen contacted Yuwen Huangxue in the afternoon.
No matter what, we must minimize the crisis and nip hidden dangers in the bud.
However……
As time went on and the investigation and search operations started, Peng Hou's brows became more and more frowned. Because before dark, he accidentally got news that he didn't know from the Imperial Soul Team - Nakamura Yuze and Yin Yang
Cao once appeared and fought against Di Cheng!
The already tense nerves became even tighter, and the feeling of crisis became more intense.
Since the two of them are here, how can they ‘come alone’? What about Tantric Buddhism? What about Soul Burial? What about Onmyoji? What about ascetics?
Peng Hou had to think carefully, prepare for the worst, and make more comprehensive preparations. Otherwise, if an unexpected situation occurred, God would not give him time to respond and prepare.
So this scene tonight emerged. When the tired people were sleeping soundly, dark shadows lurked in every dark corner of the base, waiting for prey to appear, waiting for a new battle.
occurrence.
The atmosphere on the surface is relaxed, but under the black night there is an undercurrent! Tie Lv, Emperor Soul, and even Leng Feng's troops are all waiting, waiting patiently.
Unexpectedly, the night gradually deepened, reaching midnight, then early morning, then dawn in a blink of an eye, and finally the faint morning light came.
The night of the first day passed so peacefully. Except for the busyness of the emergency center, except for the dark sky in the early morning, and except for the light rain that began to fall on the grassland, there was no other situation.
Calculated according to normal circumstances, tonight is the time when Tianmen is at its weakest, most vulnerable to threats, least vigilant, and least comprehensive in its defense system. It is also the most suitable time for sneak assassination. But everything is fine.
It's so quiet that it makes people feel uncomfortable.
Gao Sen and others secretly wondered, if it were them, after successfully sneaking in, they must look for an opportunity to take action as soon as possible, preferably on the first night. Otherwise, once the major murderers such as Heiwu and Ballistic recovered from exhaustion, Xu
Yun, Xiao Feng and other fierce generals will stand up again from the pain, the defense of the base will be strengthened little by little, and the possibility of assassination will be greatly reduced.
Even if the assassination can be completed by then, don't even think about escaping successfully!
What are they waiting for? Could it be that they have discovered Tie Lv and Huang Hun's vigilance?!
Or was it a misjudgment, and the imaginary enemy never took the opportunity to sneak in?
Peng Hou remained calm and did not take other measures, did not conduct a large-scale search, and did not alert other troops such as Hei Wu. Everything was done step by step, everything was strict and detailed, and he was just secretly reducing the number of 'waiting' troops little by little.
Quantity, while strengthening vigilance.
The net is getting thinner and sparse, but it is getting stronger and stronger. As long as there are fish, Peng Hou is confident that he can definitely catch it!!
Around nine o'clock in the morning, the light rain gradually became denser, and people who had slept happily for nearly fifteen or six hours woke up one after another.
The feeling of exhaustion no longer exists, but the soreness caused by overexertion is spread all over the body. Even if you simply turn over, the pain is unbearable, and you can't exert any strength, as if many organs do not belong to you.
Small wounds on the body sent out bursts of stinging pain, which also stimulated their nervous systems.
As each brother woke up, there were more and more painful moans in the base, as well as the grunting sounds of hunger. It was only then that they struggled to crawl towards the cold iron pot and started talking to each other.
With support and thick broth, he regained his dry strength.
During the bloody battle of attack and defense, the blood is aroused and the brutal attack occurs. All I know is to fight back desperately, desperately overdrawing my life, I only know how to persevere, and I don't feel any pain.
Now after nearly twenty hours of rest, a large amount of lactic acid has accumulated in the muscles, causing indescribable severe pain and numbness. In severe cases, people may even be in such pain that they feel paralyzed and unable to stand up. They will at least be tortured for a long time.
Ten days and a half, otherwise don’t even think about normal activities.
But one thing I have to admit, as they wake up one after another and support each other, the base filled with sorrow and sorrow seems to be gradually recovering and regaining its vitality.
Considering the condition of the brothers, Yang Jing magnanimously ordered the entire base to rest. Except for the Iron Law and Combat Readiness Departments, which continued to be busy, the Black Arms and Ballistic Forces were allowed to return to their dormitories to recuperate.
The treatment work in the emergency center is still continuing. After nearly 20 hours of rescue and treatment throughout the day and night, the number of seriously ill patients has been successfully reduced by 60%. However... due to the excessive injuries, it took too long, and many people suffered from
Of the 60% reduction in deaths due to ineffective rescue efforts, only one-third survived the critical period.
In fact, death may be a kind of relief for them, because some of those who can be called 'seriously injured' have damaged internal organs and some have broken limbs. Even if they are cured, there are still a few people who can still stand and join.
Black troops? Maybe basically none!
For people like them, leaving the Eight Tribes is equivalent to leaving "home". Losing the ability to fight is equivalent to losing the meaning of survival. Living... may really turn into a burden...
Although this statement is incorrect, a little harsh, and a little cruel, it is a fact for them. If they lose their combat capabilities, there is no point in staying in the Eight Tribes. The better ones can return to their country to become instructors, and the worse ones may
…
Death would really be a relief.
The doctors knew their hearts and understood the despair in the eyes of some brothers after their limbs were amputated, so...even though they were exhausted, they still managed to stay busy in the operating room.
Di Cheng and Yang Jing came to the hospital to accompany these desperate brothers, giving them encouragement and comfort.
The whole next day was peaceful and quiet. There was no abnormal situation inside or outside the base. The Iron Law troops still found nothing. In the blink of an eye, it was night, the same situation, the same calm. Only the light rain that had fallen all day gradually became heavier and poured.
Sprinkling onto the ground like this, washing away the blood inside and outside the base, cleaning up the traces of burned corpses, and also washing away the blood in the air.
On the third day...the heavy rain continued...everything was as usual...
On the fourth day, the heavy rain gradually stopped, and the sky and the earth became clear. The blood inside and outside the base began to fade, and the smell of blood basically disappeared. But in the evening, after Changsun Qianwen performed the thirty-seventh operation, he fainted on the operating table due to excessive consumption.
On the hospital, other doctors and nurses also collapsed from hunger and exhaustion one after another. Fortunately... the treatment of the lightly and seriously injured patients was basically completed.
The "sequelae of fatigue" among the survivors have not dissipated. On the contrary, some people's condition is more serious and they can only lie in bed and rely on infusions to maintain their lives. Although they know that it is only a temporary phenomenon, they are still falling down in groups like this.
It made Di Cheng and others sweat.
The work of vigilance and protection could only fall to the hundreds of ballistic troops under Jin Xuan's command. Lu Jian and his Leng Feng troops were forced to 'withdraw' from Peng Hou and join the base security mission.
The only ones responsible for the 'clean-up' work are the Iron Law Troops and the Imperial Soul Troops.
The fifth day, the sixth day, the seventh day, the eighth day... everything was as usual. Some of the Heiwu brothers' "exhaustion syndrome" began to subside and they picked up their weapons again and walked out of the dormitory.
The surgical mission in the emergency center was coming to an end, and the repair work on the city walls and houses began to proceed slowly. Dongfang Hao recovered and got out of bed, organized technicians to assess the damage to the power plant, and sent an invitation to the domestic Wei family to request
Send people to rebuild the power plant.
In short, the gray atmosphere of the base slowly faded and life returned bit by bit. Di Cheng and Yang Jing could finally breathe a sigh of relief, and their moods, which had been suppressed for eight days, relaxed a little.
Firstly, the expected crisis did not happen. Secondly, the mood of the brothers began to improve. Thirdly, the mood of rebuilding the base was high. The excitement of surviving the disaster finally showed on people's faces after eight days.
They survived!!
But... as the atmosphere in the base became joyful, as the vigilance of the iron rule relaxed, and as people's awareness of the 'crisis' faded, the same 'sin' that had been hidden for eight days finally began to surface!!
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