Dimensional Eroders

The feeling of dizziness disappeared in a flash, and the light returned to Bailang's eyes.

Then before he was fully conscious, just opening his eyes, there was a huge explosion sound in his ears, and then there was a buzzing in his ears, everything outside could not be heard clearly, and there was a sudden sharp tinnitus in his head.

Noise, vibration, heat waves, shock waves... knocked him to the ground, and instantly rolled to the left. Immediately afterwards, it was covered with a thin layer of soil. Then I felt oppressed and uncomfortable, and there was a faint tingling sensation in my forearm.

Shaking his head vigorously, shaking off the dirt and gravel on his head, he tried to concentrate his consciousness and finally came to his senses. The smell of gunpowder smoke, scorching and blood pervaded the nose, and the sound of killing, shooting, explosives exploding, and artillery fire... could be heard all around, and even the ground trembled slightly irregularly.

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Looking up, Bailang found himself in the core area of ​​a certain battlefield.

This is a plain of grass and gravel, with no undulating terrain or natural bunkers around. The sky was gray and the vegetation on the ground was sparse. There was a lot of black smoke rising in the distance, and there were shell craters nearby. The battlefield was large in scale and stretched for a long distance, intertwined and chaotic.

On his forearm, there are still shrapnel flying from nowhere? He pulled it out and threw it on the ground, probably to the extent of being scratched by a female deskmate.

At this time, the battle situation was stalemate, there were screams and shouts of killing everywhere, the two sides charged desperately, and bullets flew across the open space irregularly. But in such an open area, the probability of being hit by stray bullets is extremely low... While thinking about it, his chest hurt again, and a bullet was embedded in the jacket on his chest.

However, under the combined effect of the 'Magic Resistance Jacket' and 'Horizontal Refining', there was only a tightness in his chest, as if someone had punched him in the front, and he didn't break the defense, but he still quickly lowered his body and stopped being so ostentatious.

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The surrounding crowd was clearly divided, one party was wearing a blue unified army uniform, while the other was in a khaki military uniform, attacking each other from two different directions. In addition, the battlefield where Bailang was located was scattered with contractors with distinctive clothing styles at an extremely low density.

Not only was Bailang wearing his beloved little jacket, there was also a guy wearing armor not far away, more than ten meters away, with his hands in front of his face, resisting the attack. Because of the excessively alternative styling, it has become the focus of fire.

Under the language module temporarily loaded in the park, he can understand the words on both sides. They are all shouting and urging to kill each other quickly, and they seem to be calling out to their own group of 'heterogeneous', ordering themselves to attack, but it is completely unclear which side they belong to?

What's more, while urging them, the two camps fired at them without any scruples. Bailang was soon followed by a group of soldiers in khaki uniforms, who consciously shot at him, forcing him to dodge.

Near him, there are about four or five contractors, one of whom has already counterattacked and launched an impact towards the blue camp. The speed is extremely fast, and his figure suddenly becomes blurred during the run and cannot be captured... In addition, there is another person from the storage A huge shield was pulled out from the space and stood in front of him, blocking a crying teenager lying on the ground. The latter seemed to have been shot?

"Assemble! Come closer to me!"

Twenty meters away, a man in casual clothes suddenly yelled loudly, attracting the attention of everyone nearby.

The next moment, he braved the two-way siege of many soldiers, knelt down on one knee, and hammered the ground with both hands. In an instant, two stone walls more than one meter thick "rumbling" rose from the ground, forming a simple fortification. Immediately afterwards, countless bullets were buried in the stone wall, leaving a pile of craters.

Without hesitation, Bailang rolled and adjusted his direction, then stopped in a squatting position, and then kicked hard with his feet, and flew out with a 'chuo', with a strong figure, he crossed the distance in a few steps, hid behind the bunker, and then took out The gun returned fire while asking the man, "What's going on?"

As a newcomer on the third mission, he hasn't even left the novice period, so he naturally has to humbly ask this experienced salted fish for advice.

"I don't know either. I didn't receive any prompts. It should be a test of the ability to adapt to emergencies."

When he spoke, Bailang had already seen the distance. There were two contractors, one was directly hit by shells, and fell into the rising flames and thick smoke; while the other was hit by the thigh first and fell down because of lack of agility, and then was shot concentratedly by a large number of bullets. They all turned red, and after struggling for a long time, they hung up.

When the two exchanged briefly, there was another explosion above their heads.

In the direction of the khaki camp, shelling was launched at the suddenly rising stone platform, and it accurately hit Bailang's side, and half of the corner was blown away, and a large amount of earth and rock collapsed and poured towards him.

Forced him to retract his head, hugging his head to resist, and then threw the earth and rocks: "Bah, bah, bah..."

...

It has only been three or two minutes since I woke up, and several people died around me. The big man with the shield also covered the limping boy and moved to this side. A large dark red blood oozes from the teenager's abdomen, panting.

However, this salted fish boy is not completely useless, it seems to have propped up a shield to relieve the pressure on the big man, but his face is even paler and weaker.

"He was shot, who of you has the medical ability? Who will give first aid?"

"Ahem, I'm a doctor! I'm in the real world, and I'm also a medical worker." Bai Lang, who was having a meal at the Kitty Man Cafe, said confidently and secretly proudly.

"Very good!"

Surprise appeared on the big man's face. There are not many doctors in the paradise, and they usually only know how to bandage first aid with two hands.

The four people got together, and this temporary bunker immediately became the focus of the attack. Just as Bailang tore off the opponent's underwear, he pointed his palm at Fang's wound, preparing to burst out ripples and a wave of pain relief.

boom!

At this time, the miscellaneous soldiers of the blue camp fired at them again!

I am your mom!

In the violent shaking, the boy let out a hoarse scream of pain: "Ahhh...!"

Bailang slipped his hand for a moment, and inserted two fingers roughly into the opponent's wound. The character of the famous doctor broke instantly, and the Mongolian doctor appeared on the stage! So his heart became ruthless, and he made up his mind. I simply didn't do anything, just stirred it up, stirred it up, and touched a bullet.

The young man's face was ashen at this time, the veins on his forehead burst, his eyes widened in unconsolation, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. The last moment he was still weak and salty fish, now he seems to be on a bloodthirsty rage, able to kill people with his eyes, and has a hatred with Bailang for killing his father and the Yi tribe.

More than teenagers? Even the big man who was covering him was shocked, staring blankly at Bailang's dirty hands that were still clinging to dust and debris... don't know what to say? Another man in casual clothes, trying his best to maintain the restoration of the stone wall at the moment, glimpsed this scene from the corner of his eye, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

"Don't panic, bear with it!" Bailang comforted.

Although his actions were rough, he didn't delay or hesitate, and he stirred up the wound so quickly and decisively. It's as if as long as I move fast enough, even the nerve transmission can't keep up with my speed!

In short, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain. Bailang's integrity in this area is still very high, and he has no thoughts of torture at all. Hold the warhead, raise your hand and pull it out! Immediately, a pale golden electric current burst between his fingers, and when Bailang pulled out his finger, he poured a year's worth of 'ripple power' to compensate.

This is an energy that heals wounds, speeds up recovery, and replenishes the vitality of cells. Although it is not as miraculous as instant healing, it is excellent in regulating wounds, and has effects such as analgesia, paralysis, and nutritional supplements, making the other party feel much better.

"The matter is urgent, there is no time to treat slowly now, so we can only solve it quickly."

He threw the bullet on the boy and explained: "Although it's not very hygienic, I used the 'healing skill'. I forgot to introduce, I have a total of four ability bars, and I have solidified two healing abilities! This bit of dust It has long been wiped out by the ability recognized by Paradise, so you don't have to worry." (It is clearly two 'medical' abilities that strengthen physical fitness)

While he was speaking, he had already pulled out a dagger and cut open his palm, pressed the blood flowing from his hand on the opponent's wound, and activated the 'blood treatment'. With a flash of red light, Brother Lang directly blocked and healed the wound with his own' blood strip'.

The previous "ripple" was equivalent to the "Necrophysician" cleaning, suturing, and disinfecting him at the beginning of the year, and then injecting the therapeutic agent, which can save a lot of money.

If it was pure blood, Bailang might have consumed 1/20 of his health, but at this moment, he had saved at least half.

This bloody and cruel scene was as if the tribal witch doctor was messing around, but the young man obviously felt much better, and the pain in his abdomen was no longer obvious. The other two also felt the fluctuation of the 'ability', and shut up obediently. This is a 'healing department' that does not take the usual path.

What about the promised nanny Shengguang? Why is your style so different? Which university did you study this skill in? Do you dare to report your work address?

At this time, Bailang, whose palm wound was quickly glued together, planned to change to another place and continue to linger, thinking about how to escape?

And the man who rushed into the blue camp at an extremely fast speed also transmitted his voice through a special method: "Don't care about the identity camp, kill one side first, and the other side will stop attacking. That's all I have to say, so I can do it myself."

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Also, a new volume has started. Some world views and settings will be used, but the specific content has little to do with the plot, similar to the first volume. However, Bailang's operations this time are still flamboyant... An unprecedented flirt, after all, he just updated a batch of equipment. When we were poor before, how could we have better conditions now?

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