Steel steam and flame

The channel was immediately switched, and a panicked tone came from the other channel. The words were a bit confusing, the speaker was running fast, and there was a pulling sound from the wind in the communicator, which turned into complete noise. Hearing the gunfire, it was not organized, but rather fired to comfort himself - at least he fired, and the enemy might slow down a little.

The adjutant was about to speak, but the roar of "evacuate at full speed" had already sounded in advance and spread far away, carrying echoes.

"Report the current situation, what happened!" The adjutant suppressed his voice, the communicator was full of noise, and the team seemed to be in a state of disintegration and fleeing at this moment.

"Build a defensive circle immediately. Such an evacuation would only give the enemy an opportunity! The other teams will arrive in about ten minutes!" He wanted to rely on his orders to stabilize the situation on that side, but he was not there in person after all. They cannot experience the already terrifying feeling, like tiny insects burrowing into their own flesh and blood. There is obviously pain, but they are powerless and can only endure it passively. This put a lot of pressure on the ground team. Until the adjutant's communication reached the ears of several captains, two of the four reconnaissance teams had disappeared. The only thing they could hear was the desperate cry for help before death.

"Adjutant, the impact of biological poisons is very wide, and many people in the team have already become unsuitable!" The captain's urgent words were heard in the wind, "The mercenaries have stopped listening to orders and are all running away. All our people are now running away. Stay in the rear. It is estimated that the time to establish a defensive circle is completely insufficient, the enemy has already caught up!"

"Nearly four minutes." Here, an adjutant spoke, "There is a big difference from the estimated time. It cannot be ruled out that there are more than five enemies, but there are also factors such as inaccurate judgment of enemy information."

"Evacuate or build a defensive circle on the spot and wait for other teams to get closer?" An adjutant asked the most urgent question at the moment, "The support from the airships will be too late. At this time, a small-scale bombing will destroy our own people. Include it.”

"Evacuate!" one breathed, and the other two adjutants gave the answer at the same time. The order was immediately conveyed to several captains, and you could feel their relief. It could be judged from the sound of the wind that the evacuation was getting faster, and the sounds of footsteps and broken leaves became clearer.

The two are still in contact, and the captain on the flanks and rear of the team can best feel the unusualness in the air, and the sharp gaze that can never be shaken off, always attached to the back. There are about ten people who have fallen behind. Not long ago, someone came to help them walk together, but only after getting closer can we intuitively judge the abnormality on their bodies.

Their breathing and heartbeat were rapid, their bodies were covered in sweat, and their body functions had declined so severely that they could no longer support their continued evacuation. Among the dozen or so people, almost all of them were mercenaries. The captain only had two people on his side, and all of them were correspondents.

"It has a lot to do with physical constitution. People who have been infected by biological poisons have something in common." The number of people who could not keep up with the evacuation speed began to increase, and at this moment, the captain himself also felt that something invisible in the air was affecting him all the time. , "They are all people with poor health, that is, people who are generally not strong. They show signs of poisoning in the shortest time!"

"Isn't this certain?" The adjutant who received the news was confused. There are differences among ordinary people due to colds and fevers due to their physical strength. When used in the circle of surgeons, the thought did not continue. As the process continued, the adjutant realized that biological poisons would not be biased against the surgeon's physical constitution. Unless he had received professional toxicity tolerance training, the various poisons and medicines used on the surgeon would not differentiate between physical differences. On the contrary, due to blood flow rate, many poisons are more likely to react in people with strong physiques.

"Continue to evacuate, take as many people as possible to join the other team!" the adjutant responded, "keep reporting on the situation in real time." Without words of comfort, the adjutant knew that words did not carry weight at this moment, and letting the team evacuate with peace of mind was the best choice.

But the situation is still developing in a direction they don't want to see. In just one minute, all four investigation teams lost contact. It cannot be said that contact is lost, it would be more correct to regard it as death. The communicator was always on, and the voices of the investigation team all had a common characteristic before they disappeared.

There were messy gunshots, panicked calls for help, and no description of the enemy. They all seemed to be flowing shadows and shining red lights. Another important feature is the "dong-dong" sound that can be captured by communications. Under normal circumstances, there should be only the sound of wind and some small sounds of running in the communication channel. Whenever this dull "dong-dong" sound appears, it almost heralds death. This is not just the Sixth Ground Force's reconnaissance team, but the Seventh Ground Force's as well.

"It's the sound of stamping. The enemy caught up with the reconnaissance team half the time than we did. Maybe that's the reason."

"Is it the sound of the huge force of your feet hitting the ground when you are running fast?" The three adjutants raised their heads at this time, and when their eyes met, they all saw their own thoughts, "If we want to achieve the same level, we must be at the cross The muscles in the legs must be fully proliferated in the pupil state and have a hardening effect.”

"In addition, the long-term development of skeletal sclerosis surgery." Someone added, and recorded it on the paper, "The development of skeletal sclerosis surgery has an implicit level, which is generally synchronized with the assimilation and fusion of the surgery over time. Growth, just like the bone strength of infants and adults. A surgical development ability that coexists hardness and flexibility. As the bone density increases, its own weight will become slightly heavier. Such an analysis may explain how the enemy runs with The reason for the 'dong-dong' sound. The extremely fast speed, coupled with the fact that the body weight is slightly heavier than that of ordinary surgeons, makes every run feel like falling from a height to the ground."

"We also need to add the separation distance between the seventh and sixth ground troops, so that the opponent's speed value can be updated again." An adjutant started writing as he spoke. Then he picked up the paper and the calculation result was circled. "Going to double our first estimate."

"Will there be any ingredients in it?" At this point in the discussion, an adjutant was already contacting Mousse. At the same time, another adjutant raised a new question, "Why is the other party so eager to pursue other ground teams? What if? If it were me, staying near the area where the seventh ground team was annihilated and preparing for an ambush, I should be able to achieve better combat results, right? Even if I admit that the enemy's physical strength is amazing, there must be a limit to running at such a speed. , its consumption is five times higher than usual.”

"Physical strength, physical ability, maintain a speed for a long time," before the contact was connected, an adjutant murmured to the side, repeating the same sentence several times.

"I know, there is a conjecture that needs to be verified by Mr. Mousse." The adjutant seemed to have thought of something, his voice was very depressed, and there were more uncertainties, "Maybe it is liquid gold blood, a sub-top surgical development project. One of the necessary steps to develop the ability to scale is... I heard Lord Mousse mention it before."

"The opponent may not be the internal team of the small country in the information provided by the Far Sea Commonwealth, but Ye Jielin's side, or someone from the Qila Andi family..."