Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

The bullet came in an instant.

Meng Chao staggered.

It was as if his feet slipped and he stepped into a void in the mud, and he lost his balance and tilted to the left.

Bullets grazed his waist.

He immediately felt a burning pain in his waist, as if a large piece of flesh had been torn off by a poisonous snake spouting flames.

The venom is like magma, traveling along the blood vessels and nerves to the internal organs.

Meng Chao felt that his heart was beating uncontrollably like a blown engine.

The activity of lung cells is also severely restricted.

It was as if someone stuffed two lumps of inexhaustible explosives into his lung lobes, which would detonate every time he took a breath.

It seems that this bullet is smeared with a new type of neurotoxin, even if it misses a vital point, it can cause most targets to lose more than 90% of their mobility.

Of course Meng Chao was not among the "vast majority".

Before the bullet touched his flesh and blood, he had roughly locked the contact surface through the radar-like hairs, and used spiritual energy to build a copper wall and iron wall around the flesh and blood of his waist.

At the same time, Meng Chao's muscles contracted violently, trying to catch the bullet. .

Naturally, Turan orcs would not fire sniper bullets.

This is crucial evidence.

Unexpectedly, what he suffered was obviously not a penetrating wound, but a wound the size of a tea bowl exploded on his back, and his front was completely unscathed.

But he was not in the body, and he searched for the existence of the warhead.

"The opponent used a special spar processing technology, carefully polished a special warhead, injected it into the target's body, and after achieving the destructive effect, it can automatically decompose and disappear without a trace, leaving no trace of evidence .

"What an advanced technology, what a meticulous method!"

Not only that, Meng Chao also found that the flesh and blood near his wound were rotting and burning at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This level of corrosive damage would not kill him.

With the cell activity of a strong person in the divine realm, brand new flesh and blood will soon grow, and even the scab will fall off within twelve hours.

The problem was, that way it was completely invisible that he had been shot.

"It's really not easy to catch these guys by the tail!"

Meng Chao's thoughts turned.

All kinds of calculations and changes quickly slipped from the brain like a waterfall.

However, his body didn't stagnate at all. Driven by the huge impact of the sniper bullets, he threw himself forward heavily.

However, before he pounced, he did one thing.

"Shoot! Pop!"

Meng Chao took out a flare gun from his pocket.

He picked up this flare gun together with the protective suit from the temporary office of Optimus Group.

The industrial and mining enterprises in Longcheng often have to carry out various complex operations in a dangerous field environment, and encountering danger is a high probability event.

Therefore, many people will carry this kind of flare gun that can activate flares with them as a rescue tool in an emergency.

Even the dark clouds in the sky could not conceal the signal that Meng Chao sent out, which was as bright as fireworks.

Moreover, flares with special incendiary agents are not as fleeting as fireworks.

Instead, it stayed in mid-air for a long time in the form of a shining, slowly blooming flower bone.

The place where he fell was very close to the spar mine of Huanyu Group.

The torrential rain hit, and the nerves of the people stationed in the spar mine were extremely tense.

As soon as Meng Chao saw the signal for help, three or four searchlights shot towards his position.

Meng Chao seemed to be able to hear the curses of the uninvited guests in the depths of the darkness.

But he didn't think they would die forever.

Of course, Meng Chao had no doubt that these people had enough strength and will to kill the spar mine until blood flowed into rivers.

But now that their whereabouts have been exposed and the spar mine is vigilant, can they do this in the way of the Turan orcs without revealing their true identities, and without leaving any clues?

Meng Chao felt that this was a big question mark.

Judging from the several rounds of confrontation between the two sides just now, it is obvious that behind these uninvited guests is a huge organization with a strict structure and careful planning, and will never take risks easily.

Meng Chao didn't think that the opponent would continue to charge without thinking until he missed again and again and hadn't figured out his details.

Sure enough, the roar of the engine from the direction of the spar mine was still hundreds of meters away.

The uninvited guest in the darkness has disappeared without a trace.

Even Meng Chao, who expanded the magnetic field of life to the limit, failed to capture their retreat route and direction.

Like wisps of mud, lost in a swamp.

Meng Chao was certain that, apart from the "evidence" left intentionally, they would never leave even a drop of blood or a hair.

"over there!"

"Someone!"

"What's wrong, it hurts so badly!"

"It seems to be bitten by a monster on the waist!"

"Damn it, how could there be monsters here?"

"Who knew, this place, this weather, it's gone!"

"This guy seems to belong to the Optimus Group."

"What's so strange about it? The torrential rain is so heavy, and there are flash floods everywhere. I don't know how many of our people rushed to the site of the Qingtian Group, and I don't know how many people from the Qingtian Group rushed to us, no matter where Yes, carry it back first and then talk about it!"

Although in the unwitnessed wilderness, when exploring spar veins, the prospectors of Qingtian Group and Huanyu Group often fight over the ownership of a mining area.

But when they work together to fight against natural disasters, they have the consciousness of being connected by blood and helping each other in times of trouble.

Humans are such contradictory animals.

Several Huanyu Group rescuers hurriedly fixed Meng Chao on the stretcher and carried him onto the crawler off-road vehicle.

Someone else bandaged his wound and gave him a cardiotonic injection.

At the same time, he was amazed by his "shocking" wound, and felt incredible that a guy with such a serious injury still had a weak heartbeat and breathing.

Although their treatment methods were better than nothing for Meng Chao's wound from being bitten by special sniper bullets.

Meng Chao still did not reject their offer.

Nor did it accelerate cell division and promote wound healing.

Instead, he played the role of a strong man in the heavenly realm vividly and faithfully, and he should respond when he was severely injured.

To be fair, Meng Chao's acting skills didn't have much room for display.

Because the evil power contained in the mysteriously disappeared spar warhead is still making waves in his body.

Meng Chao felt that his body temperature had exceeded 50 degrees.

The skin can make a "sizzling" sound of barbecue.

The cerebral cortex was more like carpet bombed by napalm bombs, and there were ten thousand beasts roaring in his ears, and he couldn't maintain his concentration at all.

Even he is so miserable.

If it is a real strong person in the heavenly realm, even if he really sees something that shouldn't be seen, he probably doesn't have the most basic logical thinking and language description skills, so tell the truth?

Meng Chao could only pretend that his brain was burnt out, slightly parted his chapped lips, and moaned like a leak from the depths of his throat.

A rescuer put his ear to his mouth and listened carefully for a long time.

"what did he say?"

His companion asked him, "Are you confessing your last words?"

"Probably not, I don't quite understand."

The rescuer frowned and pondered for a while, then wondered, "He seems to be repeating...'humanity'."

Although Meng Chao was seriously injured.

But he wasn't the only one in need of treatment on a night of torrential rain, flooding, mudslides and building collapses.

The medical station attached to the spar mine was already overcrowded.

Hundreds of injured people rescued from floods and collapsed buildings are here, humming and chirping.

There is not enough space in the house, so we can only temporarily set up a large number of tents on a relatively open high ground.

But even the tents were quickly filled with the wounded coming from all directions.

The handful of medical staff were so busy that their faces were paler than many of the wounded.

The groans of the wounded, the shouts of the rescuers, the orders of the medical staff, together with the roar of falling rocks and hitting the bottom of the valley from far and near, made people even more disturbed.

Several tents serving as makeshift operating rooms were packed to the brim.

Many of the wounded in the front row were wrapped in three layers of bandages, and there were still large bloodstains seeping out, as if strange piranhas grew out of their bodies.

The rescuers who sent Meng Chao here were helpless when they saw this scene.

And a new rescue command came from their spar communicator.

Scratching her ears and cheeks in anxiety, a female doctor appeared with most of her face covered by a mask, signaling to the rescuers to leave the injured behind.

The rescuers breathed a sigh of relief, thanked the female doctor a thousand times, and explained the situation of discovering Meng Chaoshi again, and then rushed to the new battlefield in a hurry.

The female doctor did not push Meng Chao into any operating room.

Instead, they went around to the back of the medical station.

Got into a half-soaked container in the mud.

The surroundings are as chaotic as war.

No one noticed the abnormality of the female doctor.

No one doubted the identity of the female doctor.

The container was pitch black, and I couldn't see my fingers.

There is only the sound of raindrops "pinging, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, etc., like hitting the skull directly.

Meng Chao felt that the female doctor extended a finger that was colder than a scalpel.

Fumbled around the wound on his waist.

As if judging his injury.

Then he caught his pulse and injected strands of hyphae-like psionic energy into his body to detect his physiological parameters in a more sensitive way than medical equipment.

Of course, with the level of this female doctor, she is far from qualified to see the depth of a strong man in the divine realm.

Half a minute later, the female doctor, who didn't see any flaws, breathed a sigh of relief.

She took out a potion that emitted a faint red light like a firefly in the dark, and gently injected it into the wound on Meng Chao's waist.