Section 17: Arrangement ()

"Bastard, this guy isn't dead yet-"

Borg was obviously not a person who was good at controlling his emotions. Although he released the flames accurately and burned out the bullet that had just flew in front of him, the anger accumulated in his chest expanded to the extreme.

With the help of the counter-thrust generated by the jet flame, he quickly leaned over and made a beautiful backflip. His straight toes landed steadily behind the mound of soil where the shooting was shot. He stretched out his right hand with a slightly convex tendon, grabbed a dying dying man from the ground and threw it into the field.

"If I guess correctly, this person you are looking for should be this person, right?"

The pupils in Lin Xiang's eyes suddenly shrank into tiny needles.

The gray-green protective suit has been torn apart, the joints of the left leg were forced to be broken into the shape of a "v" shape. The hair on the top of the head was pulled halfway, revealing a bright red and eye-catching connection membrane. The right hand was tightly holding a "Te6" pistol with a slightly hot mouth of the tube. The chest was slightly ups and downs, breathing slightly, and there was a bitten scar on the neck, and the faint grayness had already covered the entire body.

That's Qi Yue.

He has been infected.

"In another two hours, he will become an absolute monster." Borg glanced at the watch on his wrist and said with a grin: "Even if I let him go now, you will still cut off his head."

Lin Xiang was silent for a long time, staring at the other party with a knife-like gaze, and roared in a low voice: "Before that, I will kill you first--"

"Overbial ability."

Star rating is the standard for measuring the strength of parasites. The difference between two stars and one star is almost calculated in multiples. Although Borg is not an all-round combat parasite, his ranking in the Skeleton Knights is also far above ordinary two-star parasites with his special ability to control flames.

Lin Xiang is the most powerful one-star parasite he has ever come into contact with so far, with speed, strength, and perceived potential exceeding those of his kind. Based on this alone, Borg also needs to get a fresh sample from him.

Two huge balls of flames erupted from the palms of Borg's hands, shaking the red light straight up, illuminating his greedy and hideous face.

The power of a parasite comes from the virus in the body. New samples can enable the virus to produce stronger environmental adaptability and control during the process of comparing and fusion between each other, and then reflect it in the host. The most direct manifestation is the improvement of comprehensive abilities.

"You belong to me-"

Waving the huge ball of flames, Borgning rushed over with a smile. Lin Xiang did not avoid or dodge, and his right arm holding the dagger stretched out straight, stabbing towards his chest without any tricks.

"court death--"

Seeing this, Borg snorted coldly, and the flames ignited with his left hand erupted even more fiercely. The slightly burning tongue had already covered the tip of the dagger directly in front of him.

In the face of terrible high temperatures, everything will be burned. No matter how sharp the dagger is, it is no exception.

Sure enough, the dagger wrapped in it was already showing signs of softening. The sharp tip began to become dull and bald, and the straight blade body was like a melted candle, dripping a little red molten iron down. Its hard part was rapidly shrinking, the dagger body, the hilt... Finally, it was the hand holding the knife.

He, he didn't even retract his hands?

Borg's eyes widened.

The burning flames wrapped around Lin Xiang's entire right arm, his skin was shrinking rapidly, and his muscles quickly tightened under the scorching temperature, zoomed, and charred... In an instant, the complete right hand was burned to only the charred bones, and the humid air was filled with a choking stinky odor.

Did he want to commit suicide? He wanted to be burned to death by the fire? Borg really couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

A hint of undetectable sneer appeared on Lin Xiang's lips. Borg, who had keenly captured this change, hurriedly adjusted his steps and wanted to retreat. However, it was too late.

A ball of fresh muscle suddenly grew at the end of the burnt and bald arm. Its size increased sharply. In the blink of an eye, it had formed a sharp triangle-shaped narrow bone blade, with an unstoppable power, and the sharp edge easily cut off the fire-breathing wrist.

"ah--"

Covering his broken limb with a large stream of blood gushing out, Borg screamed and fell to the ground and rolled back and forth.

Yes, the violent creature flames can indeed burn any object, but he missed one thing - his opponent actually has the ability to regenerate instantly.

No, it is not just regeneration, but an alienation that is more advanced than regeneration. This young Chinese can actually simulate the body freely into a hard weapon.

This is a supernatural power that only five-star parasites possess!

Lin Xiang, who was pale, had already retracted his right hand. He gasped heavily, and a dense bead of sweat oozed out of his white forehead, and his whole body felt a needle-like pain.

The powerful biological flame was so terrible. His entire arm was burned completely in an instant. If it weren't for the regeneration ability and the bone blade of the mutant, the one who was lying on the ground now might be himself.

The large amount of physical energy required for regeneration is that while the cells quickly divide the tissue and generate new arms, they are also crazily devouring all the nutrients that can be searched. Lin Xiang could not imagine what consequences would lead to if only one head was left and used as the basis to regenerate a complete body...

Looking at Borg with pain, Lin Xiang took a deep breath and stretched out his right hand straight. At the moment when the other party's eyes came into contact with it, a huge red flame light suddenly ejected.

"Incredible, you, you actually evolved so fast? No, this is not evolution, but devouring. You devour my abilities and simulate and copy it. Yes, that's it."

Borg's mouth was wide open, and everything he saw in his eyes made him temporarily forget the pain.

"Tell me, what is your mission?" This is what Lin Xiang is most eager to figure out at the moment.

"Did you get the biological sample of Sn6?" Borg asked back.

"Sn6?" Lin Xiang was a little confused.

"Before that, you should have been to a village southwest where the infected body is a slow-moving mutant creature. If I'm not wrong, you must have gotten live samples from them."

"Are you referring to this?" Lin Xiang took out the test tube filled with blood from his top pocket.

"My God, did you actually choose to assimilate with it? No wonder you can simulate the red flame in such a short time." Borg murmured: "It's so terrible... Devour, this is simply a supernatural power that only God possesses!"

"Answer my question, what is your task? And, what is devouring?——" Lin Xiang's voice was filled with coldness after rubbing the rain that slid down his cheeks.

"You never want to find any answer from me."

Bog, who came back to his senses, smiled bitterly: "The Knights do not need losers, there is only one way to die. Even if I leave, I will never escape their pursuit. This world is no longer what it is. Instead of dying in fear, I should break it myself-"

"Wait, don't--" Lin Xiang suddenly opened his eyes wide and eagerly spoke to stop him.

“It’s too late…”

As he said that, a huge ball of flame suddenly rose on the surface of his body, and the raging fire instantly wrapped everything from head to toe. Accompanied by the screams before death and the strange sounds of flesh burning, the dim world was filled with Borg's hoarse and sad prayers.

"Lord! Please save me, the lost lamb, save me from evil, and keep me away from suffering. I will redeem my sins forever in endless asceticism..."

The rain is still rustling.

Dragging his extremely weak body, shaking to the mound, looking at Qi Yue's face that had turned purple, Lin Xiang bit his left middle finger through hard and slowly reached into his slightly opened mouth.

There is no biological vaccine, no anti-infective agent, no blocking serum... He has nothing to do with everything he needs.

Except for his own blood.

Capital, Zhongjing City.

The rising sun exposed a light light from the horizon, and the hazy clouds in the sky showed a little gap, just stuck into the center of the sunlight. Under the rendering of this natural paint, the corresponding surfaces of cement buildings of different heights on the ground have all turned into soft and warm golden. Under the towering ridges, the backs hidden in the dark have been pulled longer, making people feel cold and afraid.

Sitting in the rest living room next to the Military Commission's conference room, looking at the expensive cloisonné ashtray on the rosewood coffee table, Meng Zongxiang, whose eyes were dull, felt an indescribable bitterness in his mouth.

He always thought that the top government officials did not understand the sudden outbreak of large-scale virus spread. However, things were completely opposite to what he imagined.

The two heavy-army armies urgently transported from the Lanzhou Military Region have set up defense lines along the Longnan and Hanzhong areas. Four of the five armies under the Northeast Border Defense Force have moved south. According to the plan, they will be stationed in Xiangfan and Wuhan areas. All reserve personnel in the Northern Military Region and the Southern Military Region have been activated, and the border defense and armed police forces in various places have also entered a first-level combat readiness state. The total number of mobilized people exceeded five million.

Meng Zongxiang still remembers what the Chairman of the Military Commission said firmly with his finger map.

"We must guard the Qinling Mountains, this is our bottom line--"

At that moment, Meng Zongxiang finally understood that the reason why the senior management ignored his request for help was because they had no choice. The deployment of troops and the arrangement of defense lines took time. Everything the 21st Army did was to ensure that the second defense line in the rear could be consolidated in a short period of time.

Yunnan and Sichuan have been completely abandoned.

In addition to military channels, all networks, satellites and other communications have been cut off, and all China Telecom and mobile optical cable workstations have been stopped. Civilian railways, transportation and aviation lines have been closed, and civilians evacuated have also been placed in sparsely populated provinces and regions such as Xinjiang and Mongolia and Tibet. They will undergo further physical examinations there and will be centralized management by the army.

"The more critical the moment, the more we need to maintain social stability-"

At the top secret meeting of the Military Commission, Meng Zongxiang saw with his own eyes that the always serious Prime Minister shed tears in front of all the participants.

The number of residents in the two provinces is more than tens of millions of infected people, and the number of directly and indirectly killed people is even more impossible to calculate.

They are all members of the Republic!

Once this news spreads, the entire country will face an irrescue of destruction.

When human safety is threatened, no production can be carried out at all. If other cities are in chaos and paralysis, the army cannot maintain it. Let alone support and rescue.

"According to Xinhua News Agency, the outbreak in the southwest region has been partially controlled, and disaster relief materials donated from various places are being continuously transported to the disaster area, and major hospitals have also organized emergency assistance teams. At present, the situation in the southwest epidemic area is becoming more stable..."

Looking at the female host who looked as usual in the news broadcast, Meng Zongxiang sighed, unable to say a word.

The top management is right.

If everything is made public, the country will be finished.

For the overall situation, part must be abandoned.

Anyone understands this truth. But when this situation really happens to you, it is really hard to accept...

"Bang--"

The door of the conference room opened, and more than ten soldiers with generals walked out in sequence. Seeing this, Meng Zongxiang quickly stood up from the sofa, clarified the style of the collar, followed the footsteps of the General Staff and walked into the office next to him.

In related reports from foreign media, Lu Yulin, who served as the Chief of General Staff, was always described as a completely hawkish.

Although she is very thin, the lines on her face appear firm and stiff, and her thin lips are tight at any time. Her eyes hidden under her thick eyebrows are full of vitality that only young people can have. The straight general's uniform is fitted to her body, exuding an inviolable majesty.

"You go back immediately and insist on defending for at least a week." The general's words were simple, and the meaning was clear.

Meng Zongxiang tightly clapped his fists and nodded seriously.

"The Sixth Air Force Operations Formation is under your command. Six hours later, the Second Air Force will use special incendiary bombs to attack all infected cities in Yunnan, minimizing the pressure on the front line of the 21st Army."

The general's words were filled with a faint sadness. If it were not forcing him, who would be willing to bomb the cities in his territory?

"The live samples you sent last time are very helpful for the research of vaccines. The development progress of vaccines is much faster than expected. I hope this terrible disaster can be terminated as soon as possible... Well, if you have any difficulties there, I will try my best to satisfy them."

Hearing this, Meng Zongxiang couldn't help but vent his long-standing questions.

"Your Excellency, is this virus outbreak really caused by foreign organisms?"

The general leaned his body against the chair, pondered for a moment, grabbed the globe on the table with his vigorous and powerful fingers and rotated it. When the map of America turned in front of him, he suddenly pressed it down.
Chapter completed!