16 years

Feng Lei couldn't take a large force across the river, so he could only stare at the radar detection system in the rear and worry.

From a few minutes ago, Jiangxin Island was just like New Year's Eve, with rumbles, flames and explosions, as if a hundred boxes of earth red with twelve hundred rings were thrown up.

"Where's the night vision device!" Feng Lei urged, "Hurry up!"

Soon someone beside him handed him a binoculars equipped with night vision goggles. Feng Lei anxiously took a few steps forward and stood by the river to look at the opposite bank.

It's a pity that the explosion shook Jiangxin Island to the point of collapse, and the smoke and dust spread, making it difficult for Feng Lei to see the situation there for a while.

Feng Lei clicked his tongue and decided not to wait any longer. He turned around decisively and picked out two classes from his side.

"Squads [-] and [-] go out to—"

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sudden explosion with a strong vibration from the earphones. The original breathing sound from the earphones seemed to be swallowed up by the explosion, leaving only a sharp electric sound.

The rest of Feng Lei's words stuck in his throat, and he didn't slow down for two seconds.

On the opposite side of the river bank, there was already a stretch of flames, illuminating the night brightly. Feng Lei simply dropped the night vision goggles and binoculars, and hurriedly turned around and walked towards the command tent.

The staff officer next to him knew what he was going to do, and had already prepared it in advance. Seeing him turn around, he turned up the computer screen, and put a map with a flashing positioning chip in front of his eyes.

"Still flashing." The staff officer said succinctly: "The person is not dead."

In the neighboring country on the other side of the river, the military vehicle was finally affected by the explosion, and the entire vehicle was overturned and rolled into a sea of ​​smoke and dust.

Fu Yan, who was originally hiding under the car, was almost roasted by the sea of ​​fire. Fortunately, he had quick thinking and quick reactions. He cut the safety rope the moment He Feng drove away from the long bridge, grabbed the tailstock of the car and flipped out. In mid-air, he twisted his waist and kicked open the rear windshield, and the whole person slid into the car.

At that time, Liu Ruosong was holding on to the safety rope. Before he could panic about the weight that suddenly disappeared, he felt that Fu Yan had almost "fallen from the sky". Covering their heads and faces with their backs.

He Feng was also almost like a conditioned reflex, he controlled the steering wheel with one hand so that the veins did not slip, and he leaned forward with his right hand and pulled the spare seat belt around He Tang's body.

He Feng didn't have time to look down for the buckle of the seat belt, turned his palms over, and wrapped the stretch belt around his wrist twice.

Almost at the same time, the vehicle slammed over the shock absorber of the lower bridge, and the bomb under the shock absorber suddenly exploded. Fortunately, the speed of the vehicle was extremely fast, and He Feng slammed on the accelerator again, so that the speed of the vehicle was even higher. Exceeding the detonation speed of the bomb, only the tail was blown.

The violent shock wave lifted the rear of the car off the ground, and it was difficult for the car to maintain balance, so He Feng simply let go of the steering wheel, twisted his body and threw himself at the co-pilot——

boom--

The welcome fireworks in the sky finally dissipated quietly, Feng Lei clicked anxiously, staring at the chip positioning on the screen and kept turning in circles.

This summarizes that in addition to positioning, the built-in chip can also transmit a little basic information-if the chip holder is seriously injured and dying, the chip will stop active and change to a dormant state, and the positioning can only be checked again after activation.

But judging from the current situation, things are not that bad.

Feng Lei switched the call channel to Fu Yan's single-line connection, and called him a few times on the emergency call frequency.After about five minutes, there was a little buzzing echo from over there.

"Safe." Fu Yan's voice was very low: "Don't act rashly."

The terrain on the other side of the river was quite low. After the explosion, the vehicle was scattered by the shock wave, wishing to turn into a pirate ship in mid-air. He Tang was knocked to pieces, and his ears were full of bees.

She didn't know how long she was unconscious, it might have been more than an hour, or it might have been just a few minutes.

The impact of the tinnitus continued to weaken. From a small bee swarm to a regular electrical sound, He Tang was knocked into a mess, dizzy and nauseated. When he opened his eyes, there were mottled patches of color in front of his eyes. After staring for a long time It just turned black, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

She managed to close her eyes for two seconds, then regained some clarity from the pain, and opened them again.

They didn't know where they hit, the fire along the river bank was left far behind, and there was a night that was so thick that it couldn't be melted in front of her. Something was heavy on her body, and she couldn't breathe.

He Tang forced a gasp, only to feel something warm slowly flowing down her neck into the neckline, a little itchy.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand and touched a sticky liquid.

The smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder smacked into her nostrils, He Tang's eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, and his mind suddenly became clear.

"Brother." He Tang wrapped his arms around the person pressing on her, his voice almost split: "Brother!"

"...Stop shouting." He Feng snorted, moved under her hand very lightly, and said in a low voice, "Not dead yet."

He Tang's heart pounded back into her stomach, and she adjusted her posture so that He Feng could release most of the strength to herself.

When the explosion happened, thanks to He Feng's double human seat belt, He Tang didn't suffer any serious injuries, only a little bump, which was within acceptable limits.

But He Tang didn't know where He Feng was injured, so he didn't dare to move him for a while.

"Are you okay?" He Tang put his arms around him, deliberately lowered his voice, and glanced around, "It seems to be a little far away from the river's bank... I haven't seen any zombies or other people for the time being, it should be Safety."

"I'm fine." He Feng said, "What about the captain?"

He Feng threw himself on He Tang, and now he couldn't see the situation in the back seat clearly. He Tang shook his head and said, "They seem to have been thrown out——I saw it just now, and they are not in the back seat. .”

In front of the French windows on the third floor of the institute, Joe Eden stretched out his fingers, and lightly touched the shiny glass curtain wall with his fingertips.

"Are they coming?" he asked.

"Yes, two landing points have been collected." The assistant beside him quickly loaded the tablet and called out two coordinate points from it.

"It's so fast." Joe Eden didn't look at the boring data, his eyes still fell outside, his eyes seemed to break through the dark night, and fell on the opponent's commander: "Guess, what are they doing?" Do you know that I have a trap here?"

The assistant heard something in his words, but didn't figure out what he wanted to say, so he could only laugh dryly, carefully glanced at his expression, and tentatively said, "Maybe...not?"

"He knows," said Joe Eden.

His words were very precise, as if he was referring to a specific person, and the assistant guessed that he was referring to the enemy's commander——Ever since He Laosan sent the letter, Joe Eden seemed to have been unfamiliar with this people are very interested.

"He knew that I had prepared a 'meeting ceremony' for him, but he still took the risk. Why?" Joe Eden said with interest.

The assistant thought, what else could be the reason? People like them are here either for the medicine or for you.

But he obviously didn't dare to say that in front of Joe Aiden, so he thought about it and chose a compromise answer: "Maybe it's an order from their superiors that they must achieve their goals."

"There are many ways to achieve the goal, and there are many routes in front of him." Joe Eden's fingertips drew an arc on the glass, leaving a shallow mark: "He did not hesitate along the way, and the goal was clear. Just came here for me. They shouldn't have such detailed information, and this is not the style of their group-don't you find it strange?"

When Joe Eden said this, even the assistant couldn't help muttering.

Because he found that Joe Eden was right.

Fu Yan's purpose along the way is too clear—Shao ​​Xuefan is in their hands, but Shao Xuefan knows very little, he is not in the zombie virus research group, and his understanding of the characteristics of this virus is only superficial, let alone Know the exact coordinates of the Petri dish project and the location of Joe Eden's institute.

"Sometimes I feel that he doesn't look like a person in this world." Joe Eden said with a smile: "It's like being inspired by God, so he can always know the oracle first."

"How could it be?" The assistant only thought he was nervous, and didn't pay much attention: "Maybe they got the information before, but they just kept hiding it-people on the other side are like this, they like to hide everything they find, and wait until they want it." Take it out when you need it, and surprise people by surprise.”

"Why is he looking for me and Eve so persistently?" But Joe Eden obviously didn't agree with this answer, he tilted his head, his tone was extremely puzzled, but his eyes held a cold smile.

Seeing his cold and sticky eyes, the assistant felt chills on his back, and his whole body was densely covered with goose bumps. He felt that although Joe Eden was smiling, he didn't know who to send to It's the operating table.

"Wes, tell me, is there really such a thing as a prophet?" Joe Eden asked in a low voice.

His voice was as low as a deceptive demon. "Prophet" was nonsense, but for some reason, when the assistant was asked such a question, some kind of absurd guess came from the bottom of his heart for no reason.

The assistant shivered, and subconsciously looked out.

The fire on the river bank was still burning, but the places where the explosion happened were all submerged in the darkness of night.The tablet in the assistant's hand flickered, and a new unread message popped up from it.

"Wes, do you know the name of the person who stole fire for mankind in the myth?" Joe Eden said suddenly, "I can't seem to remember his name."

The assistant was used to his thinking jumping, so he subconsciously replied, "...Prometheus?"

"Ah—" Joe Eden exaggeratedly pulled out a long voice, and said, "It seems to be him. What is his final outcome?"

Just as the assistant was about to answer, Joe Eden seemed to have lost interest in the topic, so he interrupted the conversation.

"It's time." Then he turned his head, took his coat from the hanger next to him, turned his head and walked out the door: "Although I am very interested in meeting this commander, it is a pity that the leisure time is over. gone."