Chapter 160: Immortal
Chapter 160: Immortality
This is a world full of mutation.
Ordinary people dream of having powerful evolutionary abilities. The enhancement potion produced by the doctors and associations makes the vulnerable mutation a reality that everyone can reach - as long as they pay a banknote equivalent to 10,000 units of measurement in Sosbian currency, they can exchange it for a light red first-level enhancement potion, thus having 50% more power, speed, and brain reaction ability beyond ordinary humans.
If you are lucky enough and after completing the mission of Liujin City, ordinary mercenaries can use this huge amount of wealth to change their destiny and become powerful psychics.
No one can resist this temptation. Even Lin Xiang, who is also the city lord, was slightly moved while shocked.
In addition to the "Vulture Knights" affiliated to Yinyue City, the number of mercenaries participating in this mission exceeded 2,000. According to the payment method promised by Solomon, the amount of the mission should be as high as 50 million Sosbian dollars. However, the problem is not as simple as imagined. Lin Xiang noticed that when Solomon announced the mission, he focused on two very critical words - "win".
Only the winner can receive the reward. If the battle is defeated, Liujincheng will not give any money.
This is a very smart, or cunning approach, and it is also very realistic.
According to the information provided by Solomon, Wang Yi and his subordinates occupied the northern part of the city, had about 800 people. Most of their equipment was light weapons and had no heavy firepower of scale. Calculated by quantity and weapons alone, they were at an absolute disadvantage.
The outcome of the war cannot be judged simply by numbers. The rebels in the North District have a geographical advantage. They know the complex streets well, and the maze-like underground pipelines and chaotic buildings are enough to hide hundreds of thousands of people. Fighting in a completely unfamiliar environment, even if they win by chance, there are very few people who can survive with the 2,000 mercenaries.
Solomon's final remuneration was not much, and it could even be said to be very cheap. Under the premise of "winning", if only one person is left in the end, then the remuneration he needs to pay is actually only 20,000 yuan.
Lin Xiang was not surprised by this. There was never a free lunch in this world. Whether in the old era or in the wasteland, the rich always claimed high-profilely how heavy the price they had paid, and at the same time listed dense data to prove their innocence. In fact, things on paper can never be equated with reality.
The "Vulture Knights" and other mercenaries entered the northern border - an irregular isolation belt enclosed with barbed wire, steel bars, various messy objects, and collapsed buildings as closed and intermittent connections. Near each entrance and exit, there were a large number of Liujincheng soldiers wearing desert camouflage combat uniforms. They used buildings and sandbags as support, and used machine guns and mines to completely block all streets leading to the South District.
Lin Xiang did not care about the dispute between Solomon and Wang Yi, and Liujincheng's interests had no substantial relationship with him. The main purpose of his trip was two: one was to let the new members of the "Vulture Knights" experience the actual combat, and the other was to obtain the necessary funds for the subsequent development of Yinyue City. If Solomon really used the victory or defeat of the battle as the final condition for paying the remuneration, he would have enough ways to get money from his employer's pocket.
The battle proceeded in an extremely slow way.
More than 2,000 mercenaries entered the northern area from intersections in different directions and quickly dispersed in this huge and complex ruin. They covered each other and formed attack formations, and carefully advanced towards the end of the street hidden under the night sky.
According to Lin Xiang's order, the four armored trucks were separated by ten meters from each other, headed and tail and slowly moved forward, and stopped at about five hundred meters away from the rear border. The soldiers immediately entered the surrounding buildings, set up machine guns on the windows and roofs, and watched with vigilance at all movements coming from the depths of the darkness.
"The urban terrain is not conducive to night battles, so we will wait until dawn before attacking." Faced with Yarman's doubts, Lin Xiang gave his own answer.
With the perception ability he possesses, it is not difficult to detect the peepers lurking in the dark within the detection range. Other friendly forces cannot appear in the front direction, and the only possibility is the enemy.
...
The wind gradually stopped.
The whole world is shrouded in ink-like darkness. This cold night indicates that winter is getting closer and closer. The end of the street is dark, like the dirty and huge mouth of a legendary man-eating monster. Turn around, you can barely see a few faint lights on the city partition in the distance. The light struggles through the night, which can make people feel a little warmth.
Except for the sentries responsible for the staying behind, almost everyone has entered a sweet dream. Although the old building has been invasive and has a lot of holes, the inner layer is covered with ash stone chips and thick spider webs, it can shelter from wind and rain after all. Compared with the refugees who sleep in the open wilderness with only a thin cloth covering, there is nothing to complain about.
Yarman slept soundly. The fat man, who weighed at least 200 kilograms, drooped his head and leaned against the corner beside the wall, making a deafening snoring sound. The thick and sticky saliva slowly slid down the corner of his half-grin mouth. Whenever he was about to touch the tip of his round and bulging belly, he would be dragged back into his mouth by a powerful breath.
Lin Xiang sat in front of the window, silently looking at the quiet streets of Wanlai. His fingers hanging on his knees clamped the lit cigarettes. The gentle white smoke slowly rose, forming a line almost perpendicular to the ground.
The physical constitution of a parasite is different from that of ordinary people. In many cases, the evolutionary power brought by mutation can control the human brain to move continuously for a long time. Although parasites also need to eat and sleep, the frequency and quantity of supplementation can be reduced according to the specific situation. Even in the most severe water-deficient environment, cells controlled by the virus will forcibly change the parasite's endocrine system, so that the urine that should have been excreted from the body will undergo a second, third, or even more lasting reciprocity cycle inside the body, and at the same time, strengthen the adverse reactions caused by weakening of liver function and weakening of uremia, so that parasites can still maintain a strong body and combat awareness even if they cannot be supplemented with foreign substances.
Without light, the entire northern area was completely trapped in thick and gloomy darkness. The effect of vision was reduced to an optional level, and the farthest distance that the eyes could see was only ten meters.
To be precise, Lin Xiang did not rely entirely on vision, but expanded the range of consciousness detection to the limit, touched with the dispersed brain thinking, and distinguished every stone and every inch of the road hidden in the dark.
This is also the reason why Yarman was surprised but he did not explain it.
Yang Hua leaned sideways, stood in front of another window in the inclined direction and stared at it for a long time, turned around slowly, and walked over.
"There is no trace of the lurker, and there is no sense of evolutionary aura. This damn place is so quiet." He frowned, with a faint doubt on his face.
"Quiet also means safety, if this is maintained until dawn, at least our people can have a good sleep."
Lin Xiang smiled faintly, took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out one and handed it over: "There are no gunshots in other directions, and the mercenaries who came in with us are probably resting."
Yang Hua took the cigarette, picked up two slightly flat bricks from the ground and stacked them together, and sat down, his face a little gloomy: "Why did that guy named Solomon ask us to attack overnight? Not familiar with the terrain will only increase casualties. He cannot even understand this principle. What are the guys in Liujin City doing?"
"The more people die, the more money they will save."
Lin Xiang didn't seem to be surprised by this question: "But the mercenaries are not stupid either. Like us, they plan to wait till dawn."
"I don't like this city, I feel weird everywhere."
Yang Hua shook his head gently, took a deep breath of the lit cigarette, and then slowly spit it out, and suddenly asked: "Have you noticed that the so-called urban dividing line is actually a permanent fortification with complete facilities. Those forts built on the building are even equipped with small-caliber cannons."
Lin Xiang said "Yes": "The weapons and equipment of the soldiers in Liujincheng are very good, even much more sophisticated than us."
"I have seen the map. If a single intersection is used as a defense support, it takes at least a thousand people to protect this border. With the checkpoints distributed around the city and the vigilance necessary to maintain public order, Liujin City has no less than two thousand armed forces." Yang Hua's voice was not loud, but it was obviously a bit of worry and doubt.
"There will not be less than 2,500 soldiers in the city, and with other auxiliary troops, the total force should be around 3,000. There is almost no arable land around the city, and it can support so many soldiers simply by relying on material exchange. Hehehehe! This Solomon is indeed very rich." Lin Xiang smiled unquestionably and casually corrected the mistakes in the other party's words.
"He can completely rely on his own strength to attack the North District-"
Yang Hua lowered his voice, his eyes slightly anxious: "Since that's the case, why do he still spend a lot of money to hire so many people?"
"That's what I want to know, too."
Picking up his fingers, Lin Xiang bounced the cigarette that was about to be sucked away, watching the bright red mark a striking arc, disappearing from the deep darkness of the night.
...
The air gradually solidified, and the frost dew mixed with the cold air slowly descended from the sky, laying a thin layer of moisture on the dead and hard bricks and stones and the ground.
It was almost dawn, but the surrounding area was still black. Within a few square kilometers, it was pitch black. Before dawn came, the world was darker than usual.
For some reason, Lin Xiang, who was leaning against the wall, suddenly felt a strange fluctuation of power.
Very light, very slow.
He looked around in confusion, and the feeling became stronger and stronger...
Suddenly, he raised his head like a beast sniffing out danger, and his alert eyes shone through the boundless darkness and locked directly at the end of the street in the distance.
Yang Hua picked up the assault rifle that he had placed at hand, pulled the bolt heavily, walked quickly to the side, and asked lightly in a tone that only two people could hear clearly: "Did you feel it?"
Lin Xiang nodded calmly. Darkness blocked vision, but relying on the dispersed consciousness nerves, parasites with powerful evolutionary abilities can still distinguish abnormal movements entering the perception range.
"They are very good at choosing the opportunity. With the help of darkness, the power of weapons and equipment will be greatly reduced..... Order, everyone is on guard-"
With the order, the fully armed soldiers were awakened from their sleep. They set up weapons at various defense points in the building, and countless dark muzzles were aimed at the northern streets.
Although, no one can see clearly what is there.
The thick sniper muzzle protruded from the edge of the windowsill, and the gravel scattered on the broken walls covered the metal gun body. With the visibility of only more than ten meters, this so-called cover is obviously a bit redundant.
The cold wind swept over from the end of the dim street. A faint shadow slowly moved forward along the street. His steps were very slow and his movements were a little stiff, as if he was thinking, but also as if he was waiting for something.
In the darkness of light, no one could see where he was. Lin Xiang could only rely on his detection consciousness to vaguely sense the direction he appeared. However, this vague feeling gradually became clear and accurate as the other party slowly penetrated into the core of the radius. Although the scope was still pitch black, the muzzle of the Barrett sniper rifle had locked him tightly.
With a loud "bang", the bullets suddenly cut out like flying waving in the shiny flames. The black shadow standing at the intersection of the street was hit by the huge force that rushed over and fell heavily on the cold ground.
After quickly loading the second bullet, Lin Xiang stretched out the slightly hot barrel from the window again.
The dark shadow twitched on the ground. He bent his legs and supported his arms to stand up, as if he was drunk, and he twisted his body and continued to stagger forward.
Yang Hua turned his head with confusion, looked at Lin Xiang unexpectedly, and asked, "What's going on?"
His detection radius was far less than Lin Xiang, but he could feel that the shot hit the target accurately. With Barrett's terrifying caliber and powerful lethality, he could still stand up and continue walking... This was beyond his basic understanding of weapons and creatures.
Lin Xiang frowned slightly, and he was also puzzled. The bullet hit the target's abdomen, which must have caused explosive fatal damage, but the shadow within the range of perception consciousness is still moving forward... This is not in common sense.
He leaned quietly against the window and looked at the darkness that blocked his vision with concentration. After a while, he held the gun tightly again and pointed the muzzle that still had the remaining warmth at the street entrance again.
The bullets flying out of the window drew a straight diagonal line from top to bottom, quickly sinking into the darkness, causing a slight explosion and cracking sound.
This time, Lin Xiang aimed at the head of the shadow. In the perception image obtained by his brain, the bullet drilled into the target's head and caused a pressure explosion. The entire part above the shoulder was smashed. The lost body staggered, and the foot was spinning back and forth for a few times, falling heavily again.
A cigarette was taken out of his pocket and lit it. He took a strong breath, and Lin Xiang let out a long sigh with the awakening caused by nicotine.
Obviously, the previous shot was not fatal. It was a bit unreasonable to say that such a low-level mistake appeared on me.
Suddenly, his whole body was shocked, his fingers holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and the soothing expression that had just appeared on his face instantly fell into solidification. Before he could think too much, Lin Xiang quickly pulled the gun chamber and loaded the third bullet, and re-pointed the muzzle to the position just now.
The fallen shadow stood up again, and the blown head seemed to have no effect on him. Under the cover of darkness, he still moved slowly towards the direction of the building.
Yang Hua's pupils, with a shocked face, tightened his pupils. He carefully approached Lin Xiang's ear and asked hurriedly and nervously: "Who is that, what exactly is it?"
"I don't know either."
Lin Xiang gritted his teeth and forcibly controlled the trembling of his hands. His index finger kept tapping the trigger lightly, and almost got out of fire several times. He tried his best to suppress the urge to roar loudly, forcing his conscious thinking to try not to be affected by fear, and keep up with the mysterious black shadow.
The head is the most critical part of the human body. Under the control of the brain, the nervous system that penetrates the whole body can play a role and guide each organ to perform its corresponding functions.
Even the zombies infected by viruses in the old era were still the only weakness around them.
People who have lost their heads and still able to maintain their ability to move... Are there really such a terrible monster in the world?
Lin Xiang's chest was as heavy as a stone, and it became very difficult to take a breath. The powerful parasitic gene could never offset the negative effects brought by biological instinct. He was a human, and he would also feel fearful when facing unknown things.
He swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his palms were covered in sweat. He tried hard to control his breathing, and under the guidance of his detection consciousness, he aimed the muzzle at the black shadow's chest.
The abdomen and head have been attacked. According to the common rules of the higher organisms on Earth, the heart should be the only remaining key.
The moment the trigger was pulled, the sniper rifle held in his hand suddenly moved slightly downward. The bullets that came out of the chamber roared and crashed into the lower right side of the shadow's body, passing through the middle of the thick knee joint. Suddenly, the black shadow, which had lost its support, fell down and rolled back and forth on the ground, struggling.
From beginning to end, he never let out a scream or a wail. It seemed that the strange body would not feel any pain.
Lin Xiang let out a long sigh, threw down the heavy sniper rifle in his hand, pulled out the AK full of bullets from the waterproof backpack next to him, with a blue face, and ordered Yang Hua who was standing next to him: "Be careful, and attack immediately if there is any abnormality-"
After saying that, without waiting for the other party to answer, he had already jumped out of the window, and with the help of the wall extending out of the building opposite, he flexibly bent in the air, landed quickly on the ground and stood firmly, and immediately ran towards the direction where the black shadow was.
He wants to see with his own eyes what this undead monster would be?
Chapter completed!