Rebirth in the Last Days: In the Name of the Country Chapter 372: Baked

Chapter 372 is baked

Paul is a pilot of a fighter plane. When the flying beast hit him, he suddenly raised the fighter plane to avoid the attack of the flying beast, but he didn't expect another flying beast to appear behind him.

There was a sudden violent impact on the fuselage, and Paul felt a little bit in his heart, wanting to use his skillful skills as an ace pilot to rescue himself again.

But he knew in his heart that there was little hope.

Soon, a piercing siren sounded from inside the fighter plane, and Paul knew that he was going to be doomed. The only thing he could do now was to try to avoid crowded places and crash into places where fierce beasts gathered.

If you die, you can't take your comrades and comrades with you. If you want to take it, you should take the beast.

Paul's eyes were stained with fierceness, but he didn't expect a fiery red figure to appear suddenly. Along with the fiery red figure, there were also figures in colors such as silver white, pure white, pure black, and scarlet red.

Immediately afterwards, Paul found that the descending speed of his fighter plane was reduced. Everything that happened next was always a dream for Paul. His fighter plane landed safely, and he also survived.

He came out of the cockpit in a trance under the beckoning of the fiery red Iron Man. After the Iron Man asked him to protect himself, he grabbed his fighter and flew into the sky.

Then, Iron Man hovered in the air, and then, the metal arm he was holding on to the fighter was severely damaged, and the damaged fighter flew towards the group of beasts like lightning because of the impact of the beast.

At the same time, a white light appeared from nowhere and hit the fighter plane. The moment it landed, the fighter plane exploded with a bang.

Among the sky full of gunpowder smoke and the impact of scorching air waves, those ferocious beasts either fell to the ground or flew out after being impacted by the air waves.

Paul's heart was overjoyed, and his mouth was faster than his head, "Quick, this is the weak point of attacking the beast..."

The unfinished words came to an abrupt end when he saw those fierce beasts struggling to stand up, but fell to the ground and closed their eyes. Paul was at a loss, and he said in a daze, "So, what happened?"

"White light!"

A familiar voice came from behind. Paul looked back and saw that it was Amos, who rushed over to help his fallen body and said worriedly, "Amos, are you okay?!"

"Huh, no, not very good."

Amos can't hold on any longer. Awakened people are humans, not gods. Even if their bodies have evolved, and their strength and strength values ​​are many times that of non-awakened people, it doesn't mean they have undead vajra bodies.

Awakened people will die, get injured and get tired.

Amos couldn't hold on any longer now, he continued to magnify his moves, causing tragic damage to many beasts, the beasts hated him to the bone, and all they wanted was to kill him.

However, he is tough and strong enough. Leng was under the siege of land beasts and flying beasts with special abilities.

But the price was that he was exhausted and couldn't hold on any longer, and his head was so painful from the forceful extraction of natural force that he wanted to split open and fell down.

It didn't land, because a pair of big steel hands picked him up, and he was hugged by his inexplicably shameful princess, and then he was sent behind Paul.

The Iron Man sent by him told him to take a good rest, and rushed into the battlefield in a flash.

Amos wanted to find him to save his Iron Man, but the speed was so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch the Iron Man's figure at all, and he tried to open his eyes wide, but the result was blurred and blackened sign.

He staggered and tried to fall, but Paul caught him.

"Amos, your face is whiter than a vampire now."

Amos took a deep breath, "I can feel it, my head hurts and I feel dizzy, Paul, do you have any sugar?"

"I feel like I'm having a hypoglycemia attack."

Paul wanted to say fart hypoglycemia, you don’t have hypoglycemia at all, but looking at Amos’s face as pale as paper and sweating, he said, “I don’t, but I can help you to ask ··”

"Don't ask, I have it here."

The soldier who was pulled out of the battlefield by a vine and landed next to Paul and the others was covered in blood and wounds everywhere, but he took out two candies from his pocket with trembling hands and handed them over, "Eat it, let's wait for the medical treatment together." Personnel came to rescue us."

"Thank you!"

Paul thanked him, then peeled the candy and put it in Amos's mouth, "Eat it quickly, and see if it will make you feel better."

Before the words fell, a few soldiers appeared wrapped around by vines. They were also injured, but the injuries were neither serious nor light. They belonged to the kind of injuries that can still be sustained.

Medical staff are the busiest at this time, and the soldiers who feel that they can survive and do not need to compete with the seriously wounded for medical care decide to rely on themselves to help them.

Paul ran to the treatment point to ask the medical staff for a medical kit, and then quickly ran back to help his comrades treat their injuries while chatting.

"I thought I was going to die, the fighter planes crashed, and I thought I would drag a few beasts to back me up if I wanted to die, but I didn't die."

The soldiers were silent, and one of them said with red eyes, "I didn't die, I was saved by a vine that suddenly appeared, but my brother was trampled to death by a fierce beast."

"There was not a single corpse left, and it turned into a meat paste. I heard his head thump like a watermelon."

Big tears fell down, he sniffed and choked up in the eyes of everyone's grief, "After trampling my brother to death, that ferocious beast came after me again, and he lifted his feet up , The soles of my feet fell to the ground on my brother's body, my brain was blank at the time, thinking that I would die, the same way as my brother."

Speaking of this, he shuddered, Paul and the others also had a bad look on their faces.

Too many people died. The comrades-in-arms who used to eat and sleep together sacrificed one by one, and the way of death was more tragic and tragic than the other.

Grief?

Naturally it is sad.

But they were prepared in their hearts. They fought this battle with the determination to die. They thought well.

Brothers survived ~IndoMTL.com~ They survived.

The atmosphere fell into silence again.

Paul's lips moved several times, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, a pure black figure appeared, "Save them."

A mecha warrior with a wounded soldier in one hand put him down, and took out a medical box from the belly of the mecha and handed it to Paul, "This is Dingguo's special medicine, which is sprayed to treat trauma. Medicines for internal injuries, you use them."

With that, he turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Hearing the sound, the Mech Warrior stopped and said, "Is there anything else? Tell me quickly."

Before he finished speaking, the two gun barrels protruding from his shoulders emitted two ray-like white lights.

The foreheads of the two fierce beasts running towards this direction were pierced with a linear hole in their foreheads, and the circle around the hole was scorched black and baked.

(End of this chapter)