Face Slapping the General

Chapter 22: Crack the crisis

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Wu Qiao stood there straight, waiting for the coming pain. All the sounds around him disappeared, and all he could hear was his own rapid breathing.

Unexpectedly, the pain did not come.

A golden light pierced through the air, and the huge alloy knife instantly broke the tense atmosphere like a tense bowstring, and plunged straight into the ground only about three feet away from the gunman!

The gunman stood there in a daze because of this sudden change!

Wu Qiao raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the alloy knife, only seeing a golden mech that was approaching quickly. In the light of the night, the soft gold seemed to be praying for God, and the loud noise when the mech fell to the ground was like the horn of the doomsday judgment.

… who is it

Soon, with a loud "boom", the huge golden mecha landed beside Wu Qiao, and the dust rolled up made Wu Qiao squint his eyes slightly.

"Ryongyeon!!! That's Ryongyeon!!!" the short man shouted, "Wings of the Flying Dragon! All of you should get on the mech immediately!"

After speaking, he drew his gun at Wu Qiao and shot, while retreating quickly!

Wu Qiao's right leg was injured and he couldn't dodge at all.

Long Yuan put up his shield, and Wu Qiao was unscathed.

Tan Yan was not in a hurry, although as long as he chased them, he would be able to kill all those people in no time. He wanted to connect Wu Qiao into the mech first to ensure that no accidents would happen to Wu Qiao. There were dozens of opponents, if they didn't take care of all of them, Wu Qiao might be injured.

Wu Qiao saw Yongyon's elevator being lowered. He blinked, dragged his right leg and jumped up, and the lifting platform immediately retracted, sending Wu Qiao into the interior of the mecha.

The interior of Longyuan is quite spacious, it seems to be similar to Yajiu, and the interior walls are also very high-profile light gold, which shimmers slightly under the artificial weak light source.

In front of the console sat a man. At this moment, he is using the most difficult brain wave manipulation in mech manipulation to drive Ryongyeon. He wears a device on his head that detects brain activity and relays instructions to the mecha. Wu Qiao knew that recently the empire was vigorously developing new mechas that could be controlled by remote control. This mecha could receive the brainwaves of the driver located hundreds of feet away. This research is said to have achieved initial success—now, the mecha can already jump on the spot, with a jump height of half a meter, which made the military scientists cry with joy.

Sensing Wu Qiao's approach, Tan Yan just said lightly: "Are you okay?"

"Tan Yan." At this time, Long Yuan's voice came from inside the mech, "You are not focused enough, no, it should be said that you are not focused."

Tan Yan: "..."

Long Yuan said again: "Please pay close attention to your enemies."

Tan Yan said again: "..."

Wu Qiao remembered that Tan Yan once said that Long Yuan was not interested in anything other than killing people.

Seeing Tan Yan, Wu Qiao completely relaxed. The left leg was standing too straight and too hard just now, but now it is a little weak after relaxing, and it is accompanied by a slight trembling. The numbness is gone, and sensations return to the body. As for the injured right leg, it was hot and painful as if thousands of needles were pricking it.

Tan Yan didn't care about Long Yuan, and asked again: "Are you okay?"

"I hurt my right leg... and my shoulder." Wu Qiao explained, "They forced me to kneel to their flag. If I don't agree, they will... abolish my legs so that I can't stand."

"Force, you, down, kneel." Tan Yan looked at Wu Qiao's right leg and repeated word by word.

He knew that according to Wu Qiao's personality, he would rather die than kneel.

At this moment, his anger was burning and bursting in his chest and lungs like a fireball, and at the same time, the feeling of distress continued, and the two feelings were intertwined, which Tan Yan had never experienced before.

He wanted to say something, but he held back in the end, and just told Wu Qiao, "Enter the rescue cabin immediately."

"… it is good."

The rescue hatch opened, and Wu Qiao climbed in.

The inside is very small, far less spacious than the main cab.

At this moment, Wu Qiao's right leg was bloody and bloody. Some flesh and bones had fallen off, and the blood flowed out mixed with white water and yellow tissue fluid. The high temperature of the bullets seemed to have burned part of the tissue, and the shock when they penetrated the body also made the exit A few holes were blown out.

As soon as he lay down, the machine started working immediately—numbing, wiping the blood from the wound, etc., and then cleaning the shell casings and repairing the tissue.

"Tan Yan." Over there, Long Yuan, who was connected to Tan Yan's brain nerves, reminded again, "You have changed from not concentrating to becoming very calm."

"Shut up."

"It's not conducive to winning battles."

"... tell you to shut up."

"Your emotions come and go, like a hamster on a wheel, and you can't stop at all."

"What bullshit metaphor?"

"You should rush into that building! It's full of their mechs! They'll be setting up tactics soon!"

"No." Tan Yan replied, "Let Wu Qiao heal his wounds first. There will inevitably be shocks in the battle. If the shell casings are not removed cleanly, or if there is a problem when removing them, it may cause disability to him."

"Then please hurry up."

"I will."

During the healing process, Wu Qiao was talking to Tan Yan in a daze.

"At that time, I thought... I was going to die." Wu Qiao said.

"What nonsense?"

"Well," Wu Qiao smiled, "Thank God, nothing happened."

"Thank goodness?"

"No..." Wu Qiao's voice became much softer, "It should be said... Admiral, thanks to you."

"… Humph."

"By the way," Wu Qiao asked again, ignoring the word "hmph", "Admiral, why are you here?"

"Why am I here?" Tan Yan frowned, "What do you think?"

"Did you come to save me?"

"Nonsense." Tan Yan replied, "I just felt that you would be in danger!"

"..." Wu Qiao asked: "Then, what about the Flammulina velutipes Starfield?"

"I wasn't the frontline commander over there."

"... Oh." Wu Qiao remembered. Indeed, Xiao En was fighting the Republic. Recently, Tan Yandu was in the military headquarters, and a lieutenant general was in charge of commanding the border. However, according to common sense, the people who sit in the military headquarters... would not personally rescue an ordinary agent. Wu Qiao was inexplicably moved—the military department really treated him well.

"what happened to you?"

"Nothing," Wu Qiao came back to his senses, "I still can't believe you're here—are you the only one here?"

"Of course not." Tan Yan explained, "However, the level of other people's mechs is not enough, and the speed is naturally not as good as Long Yuan, and they will arrive naturally in a few minutes."

"Oh."

"What's so unbelievable?" Long Yuan interrupted suddenly at this time, defending his master wholeheartedly, "Since you left, Tan Yan has paid attention to you every day, and is dedicated to his duties like an old hen!"

"..." The old hen

Just now it was a hamster, this time it's a hen again...

Longyon seems to know a lot about small animals.

Wu Qiao was very suspicious. Long Yuan, who was said to be very cruel, secretly liked to study the habits of small animals.

At this moment, the light in the rescue cabin turned green, and at the same time Wu Qiao heard a "ding".

"The treatment is complete." Tan Yan said.

"... Oh." Wu Qiao looked at his shoulder and right leg—they had been mummified.

"It only did what it could do. Although it was given drugs to promote cell regeneration, it was enough for you to lie down for a while."

"I know." Wu Qiao knew that medicine is not that miraculous, and he had been rested for a long time since he was injured in field training last time.

"Climb out."

"it is good."

After Wu Qiao climbed out, Tan Yan found that the trouser leg of Wu Qiao's right leg was completely torn off by the treatment equipment. Now, his calf was bandaged, and his slender, smooth and strong thigh was exposed to the air.

"Tan Yan...!" Long Yuan's voice, which was still receiving Tan Yan's brainwaves, became a little strange, "Please don't think about anything, I feel very ashamed for you!"

Wu Qiao: "...?"

"...shut up." Tan Yan said this word for the third time today, "Then, Wuqiao, Longyuan, we rushed in."

"Okay." Wu Qiao felt very excited, because he was able to watch Tan Yan's operation up close.

Ryongyeon also responded: "I'll repeat my philosophy again - I only like victory, I don't like running away or retreating. I think there are only two outcomes of a battle - victory, or no victory. Win, or else. "

However, even though he said so, Long Yuan also understood that if Tan Yan wanted to slip away, he couldn't stop him.