The Russian Su-24 has returned to the base, but the government troops outside the city still dare not come in. Several ISIS terrorists are scanning the ruins with guns in hand. When they see survivors, they immediately pounce on them. Male
Killing, taking away women, some pretty ones even having sex on the spot without scruples.
A bearded man with a gun on his back dragged a surviving young woman towards a corner. The woman was a little dazed and stupid after experiencing the missile attack just now, and had no reaction to the coming ravage, like a walking zombie.
The woman was thrown on the floating soil, and her dress was lifted up and torn, exposing her flesh. The bearded man pinched a few handfuls and suddenly became very happy. He quickly took off his belt and took off his pants, exposing the two ounces of flesh on his crotch, and squatted down to carry it.
Lift up a woman's thigh.
But at the moment when the bearded man squatted down, an iron palm suddenly stretched out from the floating soil and grabbed it, just grabbing the two ounces of meat. The iron palm grabbed something and pulled it downwards, as if to borrow strength. But
The bearded man couldn't bear the powerful force. He screamed and sat down.
Hearing the bearded man's cry, other ISIS terrorists around him looked over. Just looking at the bearded man's posture and the woman lying in front of him, everyone just thought he was having fun, so the people around him started shouting.
laugh.
But the bearded man couldn't laugh. He couldn't move in the severe pain. He could only lower his head tremblingly - he saw that the two ounces of flesh under his crotch had been pinched to pieces and torn away. This
Don't ever think about doing that kind of thing again in your life.
"Help me, help me." The bearded man finally fell down and called back to his companions.
Only then did the surrounding terrorists realize that something was wrong, and quickly took off their rifles from their shoulders and ran over. But at this time, the iron palm emerging from the ground finally found its point of stress, and a steel body emerged from the floating soil.
It's a T-45AM powered armor.
Seeing this situation, a group of ISIS terrorists were frightened and turned around to flee. Since this kind of infantry equipment appeared on the Syrian battlefield, the government forces have gained a huge advantage. If it were not for the continued support of the Americans, all anti-government armed forces would
It's already over.
Ordinary firearms alone cannot deal with powered armor. The terrorists are running away while calling for support. They also hope that their companions can call in armed pickup trucks equipped with large-caliber heavy machine guns.
But the T-45AM wiped off the dust on the helmet observation equipment, and a grenade launcher popped out from its arm. Several rounds of grenades blasted away the surrounding terrorists.
After waiting for all the escaping enemies to die, the T-45AM turned back and continued to dig the soil. Soon two more people, one large and one small, were dug out of the floating soil, both of them in a coma.
"Mr. Hugo, are you still fierce? Now let me see who you are?"
The one who crawled out of the floating soil was naturally Valena. She was protected by armor. She was the least injured among the three and recovered the fastest. In front of her, Zhou Qingfeng's clothes were in tatters and he was in an extremely embarrassed state. Only his chest still had a weak wound.
breathe.
Valena stretched out her hand to tug Zhou Qingfeng's skull helmet. After tugging a few times, it still couldn't move. She shook it left and right without knowing where it was locked. She tried to force her hands hard, but she was always at her mercy.
Zhou Qingfeng suddenly stretched out his foot and kicked her, knocking away hundreds of kilograms of armor.
"Asshole, you still want to fight with me now? I want you to taste my fist..." Valena was in better condition than Zhou Qingfeng at this moment. She quickly rushed back and strangled Zhou Qingfeng's neck with one hand,
He made a fist with one hand and was about to smash Zhou Qingfeng's helmet.
There was just a mechanical sliding sound, and the sonic cannon and laser on Zhou Qingfeng's back shoulder bounced away at the same time, aiming at Valena. His somewhat weak voice came from under the helmet, "I guarantee that my laser will be better than yours."
The fist is faster, do you want to try it?"
"Boy, you woke up very quickly. Are you treating the person who saved your life like this?" Valena retracted her fist and released Zhou Qingfeng's throat.
Zhou Qingfeng was still lying on the ground unable to move. He turned his head and looked around, groping with his hands laboriously on his body, and finally took out a dose of therapeutic needle from his pocket and injected it into himself.
A few minutes later, Zhou Qingfeng finally had the strength to sit up. He saw Valena resuscitating the little poor boy, so he asked, "Is there any water? My water bag is broken, and I'm dying of thirst."
"Then you die. I am very curious about you, so I just want to search your body." Valena said bitterly.
Zhou Qingfeng looked around again and saw a bearded man lying on the ground crawling and wailing. There was blood under his crotch, which looked quite miserable. So he stood up with great effort and slowly walked to the bearded man to search him...
…and there is actually no water.
Zhou Qingfeng touched his body but couldn't find a gun, so he turned his back to Valena and took off his helmet. He pulled out a dagger, grabbed the bearded head and pulled it back, slashing the sharp edge upward.
Blood splashed.
Valena had just finished resuscitating the 'little poor', and when she looked back, she immediately cursed in shock: "Oh..., damn it! You trash, you actually drank human blood?"
Blood, blood, the taste of blood is not good to drink. But after Zhou Qingfeng drank a full stomach of blood, he let out a long sigh of relief. He did not look back, and said with full of anger: "What's wrong with me drinking human blood? Who told you
Don’t give me water? Am I really going to die of thirst?”
After drinking enough blood, Zhou Qingfeng, with a fierce look on his face, began to look for something to eat. Several corpses lying nearby actually had MRE military rations distributed by the US military. They were very high in calories and nutrients, and the taste was just okay. When he finished eating, he wore
When I put on the helmet and came back, I saw the 'little poor' was crying.
"Little girl, if you're still alive, don't cry. Look around, you're lucky." Zhou Qingfeng knelt down to persuade. He also handed the remaining military rations to the 'little poor', "Eat something."
, only when you are full can you survive.”
But the 'little poor' was still crying, and she said in a hoarse voice: "It hurts, my face hurts so much."
Not to mention the pain, it was okay, but Zhou Qingfeng was also in unbearable pain. Both he and 'Little Poor' were blown by the high-temperature air waves generated when the 'Tomahawk' exploded. Although they were covered, they were still severely burned and were in severe pain at this moment.
Unbearable.
Zhou Qingfeng has a strong recovery ability and can endure pain. But the 'little pitiful' is only a five- or six-year-old child. He is extremely brave and perseverant without bursting into tears on the spot.
"Don't cry, don't cry. I have a way." Zhou Qingfeng took out the last of the priceless needles. He tried to comfort him: "Look, I have painkillers. Very effective painkillers."
As soon as the injection went in, the 'little pitiful' stopped crying. She sat obediently on the mound and ate fruit gummies, staring at Zhou Qingfeng with her big eyes, not letting him leave her sight.
"What kind of medicine did you inject? Have you injected it on me before?" Valena was greatly surprised by the effect of the treatment needle. During the impact of the infrasonic wall, she survived the most serious injury.
In the other two T-45AMs dug out of the soil, all the soldiers inside were dead.
"Don't ask me questions that I can't answer." After drinking blood, getting an injection, and eating a meal, Zhou Qingfeng had strength again. He said to Valena: "Why don't you think about what to do next?
"
"What else are you going to do? I have already called the rescue helicopter and we should evacuate immediately." Valena really wished she could tie up Zhou Qingfeng and take him away.
The ruins of the deserted city in front of us, the devastation of life, the fierce power of the 'Tomahawk' is already unmatched, and the strength of the United States is fully revealed. There is no country on this earth that can compete with it..., there is no one.
Really, the United States is really too strong!
"I don't want to leave." Seeing what happened to Palmyra, Zhou Qingfeng felt depressed for no reason.
"You Russians have not experienced it and will not understand how painful the Syrians are. I have always looked down on this weak and incompetent country and nation, but when I see children like 'Little Poor', I still can't help but feel sad.
More than a hundred years ago, my country encountered a more dangerous situation, and the nation was in danger for only a moment. So I am deeply touched by the tragedy in Syria, which makes me feel an inexplicable fear, a great fear,
The fear that the situation here will spread outward..."
There was great heaviness in Zhou Qingfeng's words, as if millions of burdens were weighing on his heart. But he didn't continue, he just turned around and left with "little pitiful" words.