Du Tianhao was trembling all over, trying to support his knees and hands, and stood up. He felt that he had lost his balance. Although he wanted to try to move forward and return to his squad, the sinful soldiers who were fighting, all his strength seemed to have slowly left his body. Du Tianhao found his knees kneeling disobediently on the ground, and the skin of the alien Zerg kept rubbing across the surroundings. They seemed to know that they were seriously injured, or simply fell into a dying state. These terrible and disgusting creatures ran past Du Tianhao's side, leaving him alone, and gradually died.

Then, an extremely heavy and huge dark shadow fell. He felt like he was falling down, and the feeling of falling was very obvious. The surroundings were empty and light. The only thing he touched with his hands was air, and he could not catch anything. Finally, he fell directly into a deep, extremely dark abyss.

Songs rang in Du Tianhao's ears.

In his consciousness, the angel-like singing that should have been praying to the emperor kept echoing.

Damn, why did I remember some damn emperor again?

This is not my consciousness, but Nicholas Cage. Only humans in this space world worship the so-called emperor. On earth, the emperor has been overthrown and broken corpses buried in the tomb. I hate the emperor. If there is really an emperor in this world, it should be me, Du Tianhao I.

Du Tianhao's mind was very confused, and many strange thoughts kept coming out of his mind.

Fight against all evil imperialism!

Get up, those who do not want to be slaves will cast our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall.

I am a nobleman, and all civilians should be honestly trampled by me.

That person, I have a crush on your daughter, so I will send it to the master to warm my bed tonight. You must pay back the money you owe me, otherwise you won’t be able to get through this day. What do you think you are called? Yang Bailao? Could it be that I am the legendary black-hearted landlord Huang Shiren?

The emperor is a reactionary and evil leader who must be killed.

This is probably the feeling of dying.

It seems that the emperor still exists after all. Du Tianhao also feels that he is about to receive the final judgment from the emperor. As the priest Nasanio and the colonel said, the criminal soldiers are a group of criminals in military uniforms. They are not worthy of mercy and are absolutely impossible to forgive. Du Tianhao's thoughts began to slow down, but it was the first time he felt proud in his more than ten years of fighting career.

This time, he did not escape, he stayed.

Now I'm dying, but I fell down in the battle. This should be a note in the military merit book, right?

Hell, this is not my mind consciousness, it is Nikola Cage's.

...

I don't know how long it took.

Du Tianhao was awakened by a dazzling and strong light.

That is the light of the sun.

He could hear people's voices, shouts, and roars of orders. So Du Tianhao guessed that he had survived after all. Moreover, his judgment of the light was correct. He tried to slowly open his eyes, but the left eyelid seemed to be blocked or squeezed by something. He raised his arm and Du Tianhao felt a sense of weakness. He gently touched his temples with his fingers, and a violent stinging pain told himself that at least there was a large area of ​​terrible bruises, and what made his eyes unable to open was probably a lot of blue and purple blood. He lowered his head and found that his right arm was wrapped in bandages and could not move.

It's dawn, and this is indeed good news.

Through his normal eyes, Du Tianhao saw many soldiers running back and forth in the square outside, and saw a row of three light tanks preheating and preparing to drive out of the base gate. Du Tianhao guessed that he might have been bandaged and arranged to lean against the wall of the fortress after being bandaged. Because he felt the rough surface of the stone wall behind him, his body was extremely uncomfortable. He took a breath, slowly turned his neck to the left and right directions, and each of them deflected his neck a few times. All of this was very slow, for fear that the movement was too fast and causing dizziness and nausea. Then, Du Tianhao saw that there were other seriously injured people like him around, who were also bandaged by bandages, covered in blood, leaning against the wall.

This scene is a bit funny. Du Tianhao subconsciously recalled some scenes in the action movies of the Sun Country on Earth.

<>Yes! Hospital, a desirable place.

There was a pungent smell of disinfectant everywhere, and there was a beautiful nurse in a white dress. Well, that was what I really expected. Last night, I killed a nest owner alone. I was a hero, so there should be a delicate and beautiful nurse to serve me for injections and medicine. Then, when I needed to wipe myself, the nurses would also understand their needs, and then, open their slightly red and moist mouths very close.

Du Tianhao was completely trapped in a dream full of psychedelic colors, and opened his mouth and smiled foolishly, without even realizing that there was another person next to him.

The Colonel passed by directly opposite him. He found that Du Tianhao had woken up, so he walked in front of him and stood there a few steps. It is gratifying that he was blocking the sun shining directly against Du Tianhao, so that he could not see his face in the shadow. However, Du Tianhao knew very well that the Colonel was staring at him from top to bottom.

A dream that felt very good was broken by this rude and indifferent guy. Du Tianhao felt a sense of disappointment in his heart. He felt that the beautiful little nurse in a white skirt was leaving and quickly disappeared.

"You're still alive, huh? Katie?" Damn Colonel, his voice was still so rough and unmannerable.

"I'm afraid yes, sir. It seems that I haven't changed this bad habit yet. I've been tired of this world, but the seats in hell are full, and it's not my turn. You know, the millions of humans killed by those bugs, and many people are walking in front of me. My order has been delayed, and maybe it will take a long time to make it my turn."

Du Tianhao tried to make a smile, but his face was full of tingling pain. He could not feel the slightest concern or care in the colonel's words. This guy might be a stalwart madman, hoping that all his criminal soldiers would die as soon as possible in the shortest time.

“I heard from the Knicks what happened last night.”

Du Tianhao's brain roared: The colonel is just an absolute bastard. Last night, he clearly saw the whole process of killing the nest owner, and he even shouted "I heard" about it. Bastard, what exactly does the colonel want to do?

The colonel said, bent down in front of Du Tianhao so that he could see clearly that his eyes with cold light were staring at him like a crocodile.

"Tell me one thing, Cage. You had the chance to escape. There was indeed such a chance last night, you did this before. But I don't understand why you suddenly became crazy? And unexpectedly killed a big bug. What exactly made you choose to stay and fight this time?"

Du Tianhao heard Cage's voice in his mind consciousness scolding the colonel. He was powerless to change anything. He could only look at the colonel with his good eyes, and responded to his cold and rude, contempt and hostile gaze with his firm eyes.

"Actually, sir, this is the thing."

Du Tianhao grinned, ignoring the spitting stars in his mouth, explaining: "Last night, I saw those light spots descending, and I knew they were transport airships of the Imperial Wehrmachts. Tyron's sporangia would only fall vertically. But those lights did mechanical arc landings. The difference between the two was obvious, but the infantry was not very clear about the landing trajectory of the airship. So I knew that the base was actually saved. However, the key to the matter was that we had to keep this place. Because if Tyron creatures rushed into the camp, no one of us could survive. We had no place to retreat. Although the road to life was outside, the outside was also full of death."

The colonel frowned at Du Tianhao.

"I really didn't expect that you still have a little potential to become a poet. Humph! So, why did you tell the Knicks that the spores of aliens descended instead of telling them that they were the troops who changed defense?" asked the colonel.

"You should know why, sir."

Du Tianhao answered this way, thinking that the answer was taken for granted: "If I told them that reinforcements had arrived, then they would throw the last bit of morale to somewhere. They would think that they could give up and leave the battlefield. But, as I just said, there was actually no chance to escape from the base. So I did the only thing I should do, and I took a non-existent Xi from them, so that they would have no reason to survive except for this life."

"Look, sir, when you have nothing worth fighting for, you will still fight to survive. Give a man a chance to be a deserter and he will flee. But when you make him lose everything, he will grab anything he can hold with his hands, hold it tightly until he can no longer hold on. He will fight to the last breath, just to be able to breathe again, just to feel his heart beat even before he dies. You put a man in the middle of a battle and give him a gun, and he will fight like a mouse forced into a corner, because he has no choice."

"This is how you take the sinners and do things with the last chance, sir. That's what you do to all of us. We all know it's a suicide mission, but we have no choice but to fight, fight as much as we can. Because if we refuse to fight, there's only death. None of us wants to die, so we do everything we can do, including performing all of your previous, those damn suicide missions. All we want is to be able to breathe again. That's why I'm going to fight, they're going to fight. And, we're doing a great job."

The colonel stared at Du Tianhao with a cold look, then snorted coldly, stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

Du Tianhao called him.

"Your Excellency, there is another reason why I will do my best to fight."

The colonel turned around and looked at Du Tianhao, with an eyebrow raised in question.

"I, he, mom, I won't let you watch me die like this. You are in front of you if you die. Of course I won't shoot at you, but I will watch you be torn to pieces by those bugs. Last night you saw it, when I was surrounded by those bugs, the Knicks, Leicester and the Sin soldiers were willing to help me. And what about you? When you fall into the siege of the bugs, when you fall into despair and cannot get out, do you think anyone is willing to lend a helping hand to you?"

This is Du Tianhao's thinking consciousness, and Lieutenant Cage's thinking consciousness. In short, on this matter, the two of them had a common idea, and they said it all through Du Tianhao's mouth.

It feels so good to him, mom!

The colonel looked at the proud Du Tianhao coldly for a few seconds and said a sentence from his lips.

"You don't have to worry about it."

...

Su Hao fell into meditation again.

Is this true?

Someone was screaming loudly. The world turned into a vast flame. The shooting exploded like a colorful nebula, and strong sparks passed through the retina. Purple and blue stains rotated, and then gradually disappeared into black. It was filled with madness and tears and hit the eardrums like a riot. There were shouts of anger everywhere. It seemed that everything was full of its ugly resonance. The roar of the bomb gun.

Su Hao felt that his body was uncontrollable. To be precise, he couldn't feel his legs anymore.

The brain is frantically collecting intelligence information, analyzing everything from around it, trying to remember various details and concentrate on it.

Thinking consciousness tells Su Hao: Your thoughts are fully prepared. The thinking node is a fortress, indestructible and never wavering. Make good use of it.

You see, right above: there are many familiar scenes, which have now begun to slack and slide down with the passage of time, stained with powdery rust, and cannot be self-controlled and leaked through the ancient narrow gaps.

On the left side of my mind, maybe something is moving. Is it the legs? That should be my sight, maybe, the color cannot be determined. A lifeless mixture of color and black, in and out in the mist of pain. Shadows and ice. Metal-covered cover. Maybe it is blue.

This is the feeling of thinking, if it really feels.

Su Hao tasted the blood in his mouth.

More gunfire sounds. The familiar tactical flash lights on the barrel of the explosive gun flashed nearby. The sound of the hot shells landed, indicating that they were looking for their own targets. Smoke and ash, flames and severe pain.

Someone screamed again, is it me?

Su Hao recognized a voice, and ordered himself not to die here. Lie down, it said, save your energy, brother, reinforcements will arrive soon.

Of course, the voice was lying, and the bitter words were just to soothe the dying person. Su Hao felt that the second heart in his body had just stopped beating.

Yes, I have several hearts. The modified body is stronger and stronger than ordinary people and has more organs.

I need to know more details! This way I can discover something unique. A warning when it is about to become a reality.

Su Hao saw something that seemed very familiar. There, on the right: a bunch of chaotic parts and wires hanging from a ruined console. In the middle, it flashed at a unique rhythm, and a white light that looked like a pearl with flawless white light that showed its meaningless fluctuations.

Why do I think of Wang Qinian?

The electronic lights that kept flashing in the chaos were like the evil and obscene eyes of the old fat man.

Su Hao told himself that he must remember it. He must be in sync with the fainting and dizziness that constantly hits his remaining heart. Only in this way can he not forget it and use all the remaining perseverance to understand and discover the chaotic electronic melody, no matter what it is.

Semi-biochemical cyborg.

Hell, why did I think of this noun?

There were more gunfire, more screams, and some people struggled to let out their last wail before they died. Su Hao felt that it might be him. However, he did not open his mouth to make a sound from beginning to end.

The fog was getting closer and darkness came towards here. In the gray fog, Su Hao saw the emperor smiling at him.

In the darkness, Su Hao forced himself to open his eyes and then took a deep breath. The already stationary lungs twitched, eager to wait for even a slight oxygen. The particles of war-use medicine with sleeping effect unknowingly surrounded his head, which was comforting and suffocating.

Su Hao waved his hand gently and drove it into the dark corner of the meditation space.

This is reality.

As planned in advance, he began to change his thinking according to his own wishes. A deck of tarot cards with imperial characteristics appeared, but the image seemed blurred. Soon the card surface returned to its gray and pale true color. With the end of the dreamlike fantasy, the fragile and fragile supernatural images gradually disappeared. Although it was only a brief wandering, even Su Hao's extremely tired spirit could feel its power from the resonance of the space field.

Su Hao's heartbeat gradually returned to normal, and the boiling blood flowing rapidly in his ears gradually calmed down. The uneasy buzzing sound in his ears gradually disappeared, and everything was overshadowed. The fingers in the gloves were trembling slightly with the power that could enlighten the future.

Then, Su Hao saw a dark creature tied in front of him.

Earl of Darkness, Watson.

Watson always felt safe.

Of course it knows what is going on and what it is facing.

Attacking Oviado is a mistake. If time could be reversed, Watson swears: I would rather have nothing happened. That feeling is terrible. Being firmly locked by a human being is like an invisible blood-sucking leech that is coiled around anytime and anywhere, looking for opportunities to give him a fatal blow.
Chapter completed!