There are no enemies, but carrying a heavy object weighing more than 100 kilograms up and down is definitely not an easy task.
We are all soldiers who have gone through physical training for new recruits, so of course we are no stranger to this feeling.
But the load of physical training is far from that big. Let alone filling a car, even after loading more than ten or twenty people, they are so tired that they lie on the ground panting.
At the same time, the mental suppression effect of the dominant domain has never disappeared. The body's natural resistance in a tense state will consume more of their physical strength, and an exhausted body will lead to a weak mental state.
The situation is getting worse and worse in a vicious circle.
"Let them stop and rest!"
Weslin frowned and felt a little irritated.
I thought the rescue operation would go smoothly, but I never imagined that there would be mistakes everywhere.
If ordinary soldiers are like this, psykers will always be better, right?
In fact, however, the performance of psykers is even more worrying.
If the resistance of ordinary soldiers to the Dominion Domain is based on adaptation, then the basis for psykers to move freely in the Dominion Domain is resistance.
However, confrontation means consumption, intense consumption.
Spiritual energy is not produced by the physical body, but physical weakness and fatigue will affect the intensity of spiritual energy.
Forcibly rushing to the front line of the most severe mental suppression despite the influence of the domination field, these psykers have been careful in the spiritual field, and strenuous physical labor is likely to be the straw that breaks the camel's back.
Once they collapse in the confrontation, the consequences of the backlash may be more serious than that of ordinary people.
"Bring them back."
Psykers are indeed stronger, but psykers cannot take the risk of being trapped in such a situation where it is not absolutely necessary.
Wilmot was silent for a moment, then nodded heavily, "Yes!"
"Didi~"
The radio connected, and Wilmot's deep voice gave the order, "Everyone, come back."
There was silence in the voice, and after a while, a voice panted slightly and said: "I can still hold on..."
"I can too."
As they spoke, these psychics looked at the figure who seemed to be tireless in the distance, and felt that they seemed to be a little more relaxed in the confrontation.
The power of psychic energy is the power of will.
Will can help ordinary people fight fear with courage, and it can also help them strengthen their extraordinary psychic abilities.
Wilmot knew the pride of his psychics, but for their safety, he had to lower his voice and said, "This is an order."
"..."
"……yes."
"...As you command, sir."
"Pull the last one..."
The teams began to return, but the numbers they brought back were far less than expected.
On average, the psykers brought back about fifty pieces per person, and the ordinary soldiers have not returned yet.
They need to take breaks from time to time in order to bring as many people as possible.
For a moment, all eyes subconsciously turned to the only figure on the screen who was still hanging on.
After watching in silence for a long time, the sun was quietly setting in the sky.
Seeing the miraculous recruit filling a cart again, Weslin sighed softly, "Get ready to retreat."
"What about the remaining soldiers?"
Even if the twenty or so ordinary soldiers returned fully loaded, they would still only be over 2,000 people. Including the more than 600 people brought back by the psykers, it would still be less than 3,000 people.
At least there are more than two thousand warriors left in the domination's domain.
Weislin closed his eyes and took a deep breath before suddenly opening his eyes and looking at the officer who spoke, "You can't come back!"
They can't come back!
Between the rush here, the battle, and now the waiting for rescue, the time has passed to about three o'clock in the afternoon.
Night comes very early in this world. If you don’t try to get as far away from the insect nest as possible while the sun is still shining, once the Overlord takes back its psychic power to suppress all the bugs, the insect tide that catches up will eat them whole.
Lose!
He also felt sorry for the soldiers who were about to die, but as the highest officer, he needed to weigh the overall gains and losses.
"Prepare to retreat!"
The order was given and everyone began to take action.
The last personnel carrier loaded with personnel also arrived successfully under the watch of a group of officers.
"came back……"
Bai E jumped out of the cockpit and looked around, "Where's the car?"
"Preparing to retreat..." Weslin forced himself to smile and came forward. Although he was not in a very good mood now, facing this new recruit he admired, he still managed to smile to win people's hearts. "Take a rest, we will return soon."
It’s camp.”
Bai E looked calm, as if the great rescue operation that had already transported more than two hundred people was not done by him, "Let me pull another car."
After hearing this, all the officers were stunned. Weslin doubted his ears, "You still want to go?"
"Um."
"you……"
Weislin hesitated, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Ordinary soldiers were already close to being weak after pulling one cart back, and the psychics did not dare to let them continue to take risks. But this recruit had already pulled back two full carts of soldiers, and no one would ask for more from him.
He has done enough.
He should also have reached his limit.
And at this moment...
Bai E's face was calm as he recounted the visible facts, "There are still people who haven't come back."
The tone is understated, but it reveals an unparalleled sense of responsibility.
Some officers couldn't bear to ask: "Can you... still do it?"
Bai E stared at the other person with sincere eyes, "I will not fall before my companions."
"..."
The wind howled.
Silence is the greatest respect for this moment.
This new recruit impacted their perceptions time and time again, shattering all their inherent prejudices.
Weislin suddenly took off his hat and saluted Baie solemnly.
A group of officers behind him followed suit.
"May the stars shine on you..."
["Lucky Blow" charges 5.]
"Give him a troop carrier."
Watching the dust-covered personnel carrier go away like a lonely traveler again, the adjutant asked softly from the side, "Sir, do you still want to retreat?"
"Continue to retreat." Weslin waved his gloves, turned and left, "Leave a team of people here to meet him."
The moon shadow remained at the end, watching with admiration the shadow of the personnel carrier gradually disappearing on the horizon.
The previous guess may not be accurate. Human beings do not have endless trump cards.
There is only one artificial human like this.
…
one.
two.
three.
The repetitive actions are played over and over again in the footage transmitted back by the drone.
Like a jammed tape, it repeats the same action countless times.
The ground was uneven and the carriage was swaying. Looking at the only scene, no one was interested in talking.
The defeat in the war, the loss of soldiers, the shock to the recruits... were mixed together and entangled into complex emotions.
"Another cart full."
"How did he do it?" someone suddenly asked.
Out of rational thinking, almost no warrior can do what Bai E has done now.
Where did he get so much physical energy?
Carlos muttered in the corner, "I gave him all the notes."
"That shouldn't be..."
No. 3 strips are not a panacea, and repeated consumption of more than one in a short period of time will cause the body to absorb the energy less efficiently.
In other words, except for the first snack, the subsequent snacks cannot make the human body ignore the pain of being used to the limit.
Of course, a short rest can quickly convert the reserve energy in the body into physical strength, but the process of draining one's physical strength again and again is definitely an unspeakable torture.
The human body can only break through the forbidden curse three to four times a day by touching the limit. Until now, it is still unclear whether it is a restriction on the human body or a protection?
How... could he endure being squeezed dry again and again? To the point where he didn't want to move any of his fingers anymore?
"Love can transcend everything."
Everyone looked at the moon shadow in the corner.
The master from the Elf tribe had no intention of explaining.
This is an old proverb of the elves. She just said it out of emotion and has no meaning.
"Give me another car."
A voice suddenly came from the screen.
Bai E knew that behind the drone were the observing officers.
So he waved to it and made his request...
Under the gradually dimming skylight, those eyes were so hot that they glowed.
