v2 Chapter 286： Variant 39 (2 in 1)

"Empty...empty..." Tang Qianzang was greatly stimulated, his eyes darkened, and he almost fainted.

He didn't suspect his teammates were lying, he knew that sort of thing wouldn't happen to their squad.

But he would rather his teammates lie to them now.

The five people used up all the life-saving props, and they wanted to fight a wave to get some benefits from the event.

The result turned out to be a bloodbath?

He can't accept it.

He couldn't accept the result.

The idea of ​​fighting for a wave was proposed by him, and everyone supported him, so they accompany him to this event.

Now not only have there been no benefits from the event, but all the previous investment has become a waste, and everyone has also been seriously injured in this battle.

He was ashamed of this ending.

"That's it." Tang Qianzang's voice was bitter, "I'm sorry for everyone this time, and I'll make up for your losses later."

His words made everyone else fall into silence.

Guozi said generously: "Everyone is a comrade-in-arms, what do you mean by compensation or not?"

"That's right." The black-faced young man who was paralyzed on the ground also said: "I didn't expect the terminal to be so stingy this time. If it's good, do you think we will be polite to you?"

The player who has been treating everyone said: "Let's put the rest aside in advance. The most important thing is to heal our injuries. I will tell you some useful things. Everyone find a way and try to get them all."

All five people were injured, and the most serious one was paralyzed from the face and neck below the national character.

In the matrix, broken legs and hands are not too serious, as long as the broken limbs are well preserved, they can be taken back.

If it really doesn't work, you can still find a transformation platform and replace it with mechanical limbs, which will not affect the action, and even improve the combat ability.

On the contrary, it appears to be safe on the outside, but the injuries that are all inside the body are more difficult to treat.

Tang Qianzang was very moved when he saw that his teammates understood him so much, and he promised, "I will wrap the nano-robots I need with the old horse on me, and I promise to cure you!"

Bujie is a simple and honest young man with a slightly dark appearance, and Lao Ma has a national character face.

The one in charge of the medical treatment is surnamed Sha, while the player with the integrated ID card is surnamed Sun.

It is worth mentioning that the surname Zhu…

These five people just happened to make a Westward Journey combination.

Lao Sun reminded: "Speak to other teams in the organization who want to challenge mutants, so that they have a mental preparation."

"Yes, don't let them repeat the same mistakes." Lao Sha nodded in agreement and contacted the others.

Lao Ma glanced at the private message and said meaningfully: "It's too late, we got news from the organization, Kunlun's side is bound to win the final reward, and more than ten ace teams have been formed, and they want to wrap up all the event numbers today. kill."

Lao Zhu was paralyzed on the ground, remembering something, and sighed: "It's a pity, if I wasn't scared to get a tattoo, I would have a place in Kunlun now..."

"Don't think too much about it." The old horse with a face with a national character comforted him: "It's not like you don't know how dangerous the Kunlun boys are usually doing! There is no war in peacetime. ."

"That's right." Lao Sha said, "I still envy you. You became a people's teacher at a young age. From now on, there will be winter and summer vacations every year, and everyone will be jealous."

"Hahaha, don't tell me, we are the hardest here." Lao Ma didn't know what to think, pointed at Laosha and joked: "You said that you are young, what kind of medicine do you study? not understood."

"If you don't understand it, that's the way it is." Although Lao Sha envied others having winter and summer vacations, he was not dissatisfied with his career: "No matter if others don't understand it, I won't delay me in saving people."

"One thing to say, it's true." Lao Zhu said with his head sideways: "It's better than Lao Sun's career, it's not exposed to the wind and rain."

Old Sun, who had been silent for a long time, was suddenly cued, with a confused expression on his face: "No, why are you talking about me? Who are we calling the traffic police to provoke?"

"Won't you mention who?" Lao Ma suddenly scolded angrily: "I still remember the ticket you gave me back then!"

Old Sun argued, "It's you who posted it, who told you to park illegally?"

"Riding on a horse!" The old horse blushed with anger: "I was driving a police car! That time it was on a mission, and there was no parking space around!"

"A mission?" The old sun despised: "I watched you bring out two boxes of dumplings from the dumpling shop. Your mission is to eat dumplings?"

"That's a patrol mission!" The old horse snarled at his neck and roared, "I didn't even drink two sips of water all night while I was patrolling, and I can't buy two boxes of dumplings before I get off work?"

"Then you can't park illegally." Lao Sun didn't buy it.

The old horse quibble: "Then I haven't slept all night and my brain is confused? It's not intentional."

Lao Sun sneered: "Then I don't care, the responsibility lies."

"Okay, play your duty with me, right?" The old horse said with a sullen face: "Wait for me, I caught a few car thieves, and let them go back and ride your motorcycle to our place. , can't kill you in a hurry!"

"you…"

"It's alright, alright, don't make any noise." Lao Sha smoothed the situation: "Is it all for the people, what's so noisy?"

He played a roundabout way to be a good man, and others would not buy it. Lao Sun pouted: "Serving the people? In the eyes of the people, we are a bunch of hooligans who pay random fines for performance."

"Ah this..." Lao Sha was embarrassed and didn't know where to start.

"Hey! Don't talk about you, aren't we the same?" The old horse said depressedly: "In the eyes of the people, we are just trash that can't even catch a few car thieves!"

"I can't say that either..." Lao Sha felt even more embarrassed: "If you say it like this, wouldn't I become a quack doctor who deliberately kills people without accepting red envelopes?"

"Hey, self-deprecating, right?" Lao Zhu laughed at himself: "Aren't we just scumbags who use the winter and summer vacations to open cram schools to make money?"

The four of them said in unison, "Old Tang is just the underworld force who walks the streets and sets up other people's hawker stalls!"

Tang Qianzang: "???"

…

Li Zheng had just left the event copy with everyone, and was about to change the number and challenge again.

At this time, Tang Qianzang contacted him and borrowed the group of platinum-level nano-robots.

"Any of you are injured?" Li Zheng raised his eyebrows, "I haven't congratulated you for getting the first kill of the event, this time the nano-robots will charge you a little cheaper as a gift."

It is cheaper, but Li Zheng still offered a high price for five gold-level power cores, and it did not include the energy of the nano-robots.

"What's there to congratulate, I regret it to death now." Tang Qianzang accepted the price offered by Li Zheng, and by the way explained his own situation, and finally said: "Whoever likes to participate in this event will participate in the follow-up. We don't challenge anymore, I really can't afford it."

"No more challenges?" Li Zheng touched his chin, feeling that he still had a chance to get the final reward.

Tang Qianzang borrowed the nanorobot, and Li Zheng credited five gold-level moving cores.

Approaching Tang Qianzang, he asked Li Zheng: "Do you know the player who produces medical items? I need a lot of things to treat injuries here."

"Yes!" Li Zheng introduced Xiao Siyuan: "You should find him, especially orthopedics, an old major!"

"Thank you!" Tang Qianzang remembered the name and turned to contact Lao Xiao.

After ending the conversation with Tang Qianzang, Li Zheng pulled Zhan Zhouzhou and others on board again, ready to continue the challenge.

This time, they are ready to challenge No. 42.

However, just when they were ready and wanted to transmit, the World Channel suddenly jumped out three announcements in a row.

[Congratulations to player "Chen Hongjun" for leading the team to successfully kill the mutant creature with event number 42, and the kill point +1. 】

[Congratulations to the player "Zhang Hongyuan" for leading the team to successfully kill the mutant creature with event number 41, and the kill point +1. 】

[Congratulations to player "Liu Fang"...]

In the blink of an eye, in this event, from serial number 40 to serial number 43, a total of four members of Fudao were killed.

Li Zheng was stunned, why didn't he usually find out that there are so many great people in the matrix?

And looking at the name, they are all players from the Dragon Kingdom!

Sure enough, our Dragon Country is the number one in the world!

"Eh? That's not right!" Li Zheng suddenly reacted. If all the mutants were killed by them, what would he do?

Immediately, he took out the "ticket", selected No. 39, and sent it.

This time, he has communicated well with everyone in the team, and he will do his best from the beginning, make a quick decision, and race against time.

It was as if they were not dealing with monsters whose combat power was comparable to that of extraordinary beings, but rather worms that could be handled by anyone.

On the other hand, Tang Qianzang borrowed a nano-robot, charged his teammates, and gave them deep treatment.

Others also took out their rented medical equipment for further injury treatment.

Tang Qianzang also took out a few bottles of ink-like things, gave each of his teammates a drink, and smeared the rest on the wounds and wrapped them with bandages.

It didn't take long for everyone's faces to improve, and the effect of a few bottles of ink turned out to be surprisingly good.

Multiple medical methods give them the illusion that they can still fight another mutant today.

They also saw the three subsequent announcements, and they all showed surprise.

It seemed that things were going a little differently than they had imagined.

Lao Ma contacted others by private message, and the news he got surprised him.

"Damn it! Kunlun's side made a big somersault this time. I didn't expect that the strength of the mutants in the event was linked to the ranking of the serial number. No. 40 to 43 were the weakest ones. Starting from 39, There has been a qualitative leap in strength, if it wasn't for Kunlun's decisive retreat when the situation was not good, I'm afraid it would not have suffered heavy casualties!"

Lao Sun also has his own channels. He also understood the whole story and said solemnly: "I also got news here that the ace squad of Luodu Military Region has five rounds of diamond-level plasma shells, ten rounds of platinum-level mortar shells, and even 30 rounds. The No. 9 variant has not been won!"

As soon as the news came out, the Westward Journey team present looked at each other in dismay. They killed the No. 43 variant with only three diamond-level plasma bombs.

That's it, it's still the material they scraped together to sell iron.

Tang Qianzang borrowed the gold-level moving core used for renting nanorobots from Li Zheng and others in the organization.

Tang Qianzang asked nervously, "Are they all right?"

"Everyone is fine, they finished shooting all the shells, and they all came out when the situation was not good... Wait!" Lao Sun looked at the latest news and widened his eyes: "How is it possible? The last military exercise won the king of soldiers. The team led by the titled Wu Sihai failed to attack the No. 3 variant, and all... died?"

"Grass!" The old horse suddenly scolded: "Is the commander of Kunlun an idiot? The top three are extraordinary at first glance. How dare you send someone to attack?!"

"It's not necessarily a problem with the upper ranks of Kunlun." The old Sun was well informed, shook his head and said: "This Wu Sihai has a big problem in the army, and he behaves in a strange way and does not take the usual path. In the last exercise, he tried his best to cross the enemy. Fang Lei District, broke into the base camp, took over the headquarters, and became famous in one fell swoop.

This time... I'm afraid he was too conceited, he changed his combat policy on his own initiative, and led the team to challenge the No. 3 variant, resulting in the death of all. "

"..." Everyone heard the words and was silent for a long time.

The old horse suddenly scolded angrily: "This Wu Sihai directly changed his surname to pig, and he sent four comrades to death. It's simply...not even a pig!"

Lao Zhu: "...???"

Lao Ma explained: "It's not about you Zhu."

Lao Zhu: "Oh."

Lao Sun said: "Now that there are no people, it is useless to scold these, and the few comrades he brought with him cannot be brought back to life. We can only pray that those who have not yet come out of the event are safe."

Among the teams currently sent by Kunlun, in addition to the three pairs that have won a big victory, and the Wu Sihai team that has been confirmed dead, there are still three teams that have not brought back news from the event.

Others didn't dare to rashly send private messages to disturb them, so they could only wait passively.

(The following content will be revised after twelve o'clock, so you can understand it.)

The next morning, Li Zheng, who had rested all night, stuck his head out from under the layer of dead leaves wet with dew. A pair of tentacles swayed and trembled, capturing other substances that might exist in the air.

After concentrating for a moment, he determined that the jungle was as dead as last night, and it seemed that there was no danger, and then he completely got out of the ground.

It happened that a large leaf of unknown species had accumulated a little dew overnight.

As a human being, Li Zheng took advantage of this little moisture to clean himself up a little, and then turned to dig out the food that was hidden last night.

"hey hey"

Accompanied by the silent trumpet, the ball was flipped out again, and the rich aroma of food suddenly wafted.

In an instant, Li Zheng was hungry again. He went up to take a bite and took a bite. The two small jaw teeth shook slightly, chewing the food in his mouth. The astringent taste was the same as last night, not very tasty.

Looking at the yellow dirt ball-like food in front of him, Li Zheng always had a strong sense of sight, which reminded him of something indescribable.

"It wouldn't be..."

gudu~

Swallowing what was in his mouth, Li Zheng shook his head to dispel the thought that he was eating shit, and nibbled it viciously again. This movement seemed to express some kind of determination.

"As long as I can survive, I'll show you the **** too!" Li Zheng thought bitterly in his heart.

In fact, he himself knew that this was just a cruel word. If it weren't for the fact that the thing in front of him didn't have a stink and showed the identity of the ball, I'm afraid he would have spit it out long ago.