Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1196: Wake up

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Palmyra, the ruins of the city.

The Su-24 of the Russian army has returned to the base, and the government troops outside the city still dare not come in. Several ISIS terrorists were carrying guns to sweep back and forth on the rubble and see the survivors immediately. The man's killing, the woman's taking away, a little bit of beauty and even unscrupulous *** on the spot.

A bearded man carrying a gun dragged a surviving young woman towards the corner. The woman was a bit silly after the missile attack just now, and she did not respond to the upcoming ravages, as if walking dead.

The woman was thrown on the floating soil, the dress was lifted and ripped, revealing the flesh. Bearded squeezed a few of them, and suddenly couldn't find North. He quickly took off the belt and took off his pants, squatting down to carry the woman's thigh with the crotch.

But as soon as the bearded man squatted, an iron palm suddenly stretched out of the floating soil and grabbed outward, just grabbing the two or two flesh. Tie Zhang grabbed something and pulled it down, seeming to take advantage. But Beard could stand this powerful force, and he screamed and sat down.

I heard the call of the bearded man, and other ISIS terrorists around me looked over. Just looking at the posture of the bearded man and the woman lying in front of his eyes, everyone only laughed when he was in the middle of ‘Happy’.

But the bearded man could n’t laugh, he could n’t move in the pain, he could only tremble and bowed his head slightly-I saw that the two or two meats under his crotch were squeezed by someone, and they were even pulled out go with. Don't think about doing that kind of thing in this life.

"Save me, help me." The beard finally fell down and turned to call his companion.

The surrounding terrorists realized that something was wrong, and quickly ran off the rifle that took off their shoulders. But at this time the iron palm emerging from the ground finally found the point of stress, so a steel body was drilled from under the floating soil.

It is a T-45AM power armor.

Seeing this, a group of ISIS terrorists suddenly looked like a startled bird and turned to escape. Since this infantry equipment appeared on the battlefield in Syria, the government army has gained a huge advantage. If it were n’t for the continued support of Americans, all the anti-government forces would have long gone.

Ordinary firearms alone cannot deal with power armor. Terrorists call for support while fleeing. They also expect their companions to call the armed pick-up equipped with large-caliber heavy machine guns.

But the T-45AM wiped off the dust on the helmet observation equipment, a grenade launcher popped out of the arm, and several grenade rounds swept the surrounding terrorists.

Waiting to escape all the enemies died, T-45AM turned around and continued to dig the soil, and quickly dig out a large and a small group of two people from the floating soil, both in syncope.

"Mr. Hugo, are you still fierce? Now let me see who you are?"

Naturally Valena climbed out of the floating soil. She has armor protection and is the lightest of the three, and the fastest recovering. The Zhou Qingfeng clothes in front of her were ragged and extremely embarrassed, with only a weak breath in the chest.

Valena stretched out his hand and dragged the Zhou Qingfeng's skull helmet. After a few pulls, he couldn't pull it. He didn't know where it was locked. She wanted to be brutal with both hands, but Zhou Qingfeng, who had been at the mercy of her, suddenly kicked her feet and kicked her armor of several hundred kilograms.

"Asshole, you still want to cross with me now? I want you to try my fist ..." Valena is in a better state than Zhou Qingfeng. She flew back quickly, strangling Zhou Qingfeng's's neck with one hand, and hitting the Zhou Qingfeng's helmet with a fist in one hand.

It was just a mechanical sliding sound. The sonic gun and laser on the back of the Zhou Qingfeng bounced at the same time, and they were all aligned with the Valena. His weak voice came from under the helmet, "I promise my laser will be faster than your fist, do you want to try it?"

"Boy, you wake up quickly. Treat the people who save your life like this?" Valena withdrew his fist and loosened his Zhou Qingfeng's throat.

Zhou Qingfeng still can't move while lying on the ground. He turned his head to look around, groping his body with both hands, and finally pulled out a dose of treatment needle from his pocket to pierce himself.

After a few minutes, Zhou Qingfeng finally sat up with strength. He saw that Valena was doing resuscitation for ‘Little Poor’, so he asked, “Is there water? My water bag is broken, I am dying of thirst.”

"Then you die, I am very curious about you, just search your body." Valena said bitterly.

Zhou Qingfeng looked around again and saw a bearded man who fell down on the ground while crawling and wailing, with a blood stain under his crotch, which looked quite miserable. So he tried to stand up and walked slowly to the beard to search for it ... there was no water.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't find a gun on his body, so he turned away from Valena and took off his helmet. He drew a dagger, grabbed the beard's head and pulled it backwards, and the sharp edge of the knife swept upward.

Blood water splash.

Valena has just completed the resuscitation of ‘Little Poor’, and when he looked back, he immediately screamed and said: “Oh, **** it! Are you drinking human blood for this garbage?”

Bloody, bloody, blood tastes bad. But Zhou Qingfeng was relieved after drinking a full stomach. He did not look back, and said with full of anger, "What happened to me drinking human blood? Who told you not to give me water? Do I really want to die of thirst?"

Drinking full of blood, Zhou Qingfeng, who was so fierce, began to look around for food. There were even MRE military rations dispensed by the US military on several bodies lying down nearby. The calories and nutrition were very high, and the taste was also good. When he finished eating and put on his helmet, he came back and saw that "Little Poor" was crying.

"Little girl, you are alive, don't cry. Look around, you are lucky." Zhou Qingfeng squatted down and persuaded, he also handed over the remaining military rations to "Little Poor", "eat Order something, and eat enough to live. "

It ’s just that ‘Little Poor’ is still crying, she said hoarsely: “It hurts, my face hurts.”

Not to mention pain, Zhou Qingfeng is also painful. He and ‘Little Poor’ were both blown away by the high-temperature air waves generated when the ‘Tomahawk’ exploded. Although they were covered, they still suffered severe burns.

Zhou Qingfeng has strong recovery ability, and he can bear it even if he has pain. But ‘Little Poor’ is just a child of five or six years old, and it ’s already brave and persistent to not cry on the spot.

"Do n’t cry, do n’t cry. I have a way." The last needle of Liancheng was removed by Zhou Qingfeng. He tried to comfort: "Look, I have painkillers. Very effective painkillers."

After a shot, ‘Little Poor’ stopped crying. She sat happily on the mound and ate fruit jelly, her big eyes were fixed on Zhou Qingfeng, and he was not allowed to leave his sight.

"What kind of medicine did you pierce? Have you pierced me before?" The effect of the treatment needle surprised the Valena. In the shock of the wall of infrasound, she was the most injured but survived. In the other two T-45AMs dug out of the soil, the soldiers inside were dead.

"Don't ask me such unanswerable questions." Drinking blood, piercing a needle, eating a meal, Zhou Qingfeng has strength again. He said to Valena: "You might as well think about what to do next?"

"What else do you have to do? I have called the rescue helicopter, and I should evacuate at this time." Valena really wanted to tie up Zhou Qingfeng and take it away.

The ruins of the barren city in front of you are covered with charcoal. The fierce prestige of the 'Battle Axe' is already unmatched, and the strength of the United States of America is revealed. The country on this earth that can confront it is ... None.

Really, America is really too strong!

"I don't want to go." Seeing Palmyra's encounter, Zhou Qingfeng's was in a low mood for no reason.

"You have not experienced Russia, and you will not understand how painful the Syrians are. I always look down on this weak and incompetent country and nation, but when I see children like 'little pitiful', I can't help but feel sad.

More than a hundred years ago, my country encountered a more dangerous situation, and it was really a moment of national crisis. So I am deeply touched by the tragic situation in Syria, which makes me feel an inexplicable fear, a great fear, that the situation here will spread outward, .... "

Zhou Qingfeng's discourse carries a heavy weight, as if a heavy burden is on my mind. But he didn't go on, he just turned around with "Little Poor" and left.