Section 12 Injections

The golden afterglow fills the rough sea, and a mottled deep-sea fishing boat splits the water, cuts through the waves, and breaks the wind. At this moment, a capable figure stands on the bow www.biquge.info of the boat, holding his head high and holding his chest, facing the wind. In the salty sea breeze, the black tarpaulin uniform hunted and hunted, and the tips of the ear-length hair moved with the wind.

Under the sunset, a knife, a gun, a young girl.

If you stand next to her at this moment, you can see that her skin is wheat-colored, and she looks rougher than her peers. She is not tall, but she exudes a fierce aura all over her body, like a wild cheetah.

Quietly, a chubby uncle appeared behind her, leaning on the guardrail at the bow of the ship, and lyrically sighed: "Seven hundred and fifty thousand golden armor are coming, the sea is coming!" ”

The girl turned her head and glanced at him lightly, her calm eyes were like an ancient well, unmoving.

"Far Easterners always say that the sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk......" The uncle read the poem, his voice was gentle and mellow, hiding a faint magnetism.

"Is there something wrong?" The girl interrupted him and asked with a blank face.

"Uh......" The uncle was taken aback, then waved his hand, and said, "No ......" Then, the girl bowed slightly to him, then turned around and continued to look at the sea. Seeing that the girl ignored him, the uncle had no choice but to return to the kitchen happily.

"Hahaha, you also have times when you can't do it......" The fat chef listened to the uncle's complaints, laughed and said, "I want to soak our iron bell in the next life." It was Feng Yun, the former captain of the Beidou, who spoke, and it was Xia Yihan, the current captain of the Beidou, who was depressed at the moment.

"The little girl was stupid a few years ago, why was she taught so fiercely by you." The captain sighed.

"Naturally, she's just that." Feng Yun said. In the past four years, Tie Ling has been diligent in exercising every day, coupled with the awakening of the insectification talent two years ago, his strength has surpassed most people on the Beidou, even compared to the captain in front of him. However, this old rascal is extremely cunning, and Iron Bell should not be his opponent yet.

"What do you call her abilities? Phantom butterflies? Is it just that others can't see her? The captain asked.

"Phantom butterfly camouflage, rare ability." Feng Yun replied.

"Bragging about you, you're still invisible, do you think it's a myth?" The captain said disdainfully, then picked up the glass and was about to take a sip. But at this moment, an inexplicable force suddenly came from his hand. In a blink of an eye, the water cup flew away in the air.

"Thank you." As the voice sounded, a figure appeared across the dining table. In the next second, I saw Tie Ling looking at him indifferently, picking up the water cup and taking a sip.

For a moment, the captain only felt a chill on his back. Tie Ling drank this glass of water, which meant that she had been lurking in the house since Feng Yun poured him water. It was because she knew that he hadn't touched the glass of water that she drank it calmly.

"Good fellow......" After a moment's pause, the captain came back to his senses and exclaimed heartily.

"Thank you." Tie Ling was also polite and expressed his gratitude again. In four years, she has grown from a young and skinny girl to a true warrior. The powerful Phantom Butterfly camouflage gives her the ability to kill with one hit. Among the deep-sea fishermen, no one dares to despise her anymore. In addition to her natural "Phantom Butterfly Camouflage" and "Pump Circuit", she has also absorbed "ant-like muscles" from a girl who died young, and has surpassed most humans in terms of strength and speed.

At this time, Feng Yun came out of the kitchen with a cold kettle and a water cup, and while pouring water for the captain, he asked, "By the way, what business are you going to go to the cemetery?" ”

"Come, I'll show you there." The captain took the glass and drank it in one gulp, then got up and beckoned to them. Moments later, the trio arrived in the cargo hold. The captain took an iron rod and pried open one of the boxes.

"Locomotive! Are you ready to smuggle? Looking at the brand-new sand sea flying fish in the wooden box, Feng Yun was taken aback, and then shouted in a lost voice, "Do you want to take us to our lives!" ”

"Calm down......" Captain made a "silence" gesture, and when the fat chef calmed down, he pulled out a silver badge and threw it to him.

Feng Yun took it and looked at it, and was taken aback again, only to see a crescent moon and seven stars engraved on the badge. If you look closely, there is also a number "6" in the upper left corner of the badge, which is the symbol of the core layer of the Crescent Alliance.

"How do you have this?" Feng Yun raised his head and asked with a look of astonishment.

"You don't have to worry about that." The captain shook his hand lightly and said like a fly.

"You can't be stealing...... Feng Yun asked, stretching his neck.

"Don't ask too many questions that shouldn't be asked, curiosity kills cats, you know?" The captain asked rhetorically, and then took the two to the captain's room, spread out the navigation chart on the table, pointed to a port town on the northeast coast of Blackstone Mountain, the southern cemetery, and said: "We docked at Fuyue Bay, then went to the gathering place south of the sewage river to sell, and then went to Shuangta Town, Crow Town, Gray Tower Town, and Pumpkin Town to buy medicine, and finally went to the northwest sewage bay to meet the Beidou. ”

"With the Crescent Alliance's badge alone, you can do so much?" After listening to the captain's narration, Feng Yun couldn't help frowning and questioned.

"Of course not, but I want to ......," said the captain, then tossed a bag of money on the map, and said in an accentuated tone, "no one will refuse a gold hammer." ”

"I hope you're right......" Feng Yun glanced at the captain and sighed.

And just as the three of them left the captain's cabin and were about to go to the kitchen for dinner, Iron Slag drove the locomotive into a city ruin.

The sun slowly sinks, gradually sinking into the horizon. When the last rays of light faded, the iron slag finally found a place to stay. This is the entrance to a collapsed building, which, despite being filled with collapsed stones, also forms a passage about ten meters long and an irregular small room, like a cave. Iron Slag set up a few small traps at the entrance, and then pushed the heavy iron rider into the small room, turned on the headlights and looked around, except for some weathered bones in the corners, it was basically clean.

Later, he lit a lanolin lamp for illumination, then heated the canned meat with a kerosene stove, and when he had finished eating, he took out his sleeping bag and lay down next to the locomotive and fell asleep. When walking in dangerous areas, you must maintain enough energy and fall asleep as soon as you have the opportunity to rest.

After a long time, the moon slowly rose, the stars were quietly revealed, and there was silence in the ancient ruins.

"Woohoo...... Woo ...... Woo ...... Woo ...... Woo ...... Woo ...... Woohoo......"

In the middle of the night, a low breathing sound came from far to near, one after another, continuously. A few seconds later, pale figures appeared in the night, littered with rocks. Through the faint moonlight, you can see that they are medium-sized dogs, with miserable white skin and a somewhat morbidly smooth skin. Their scientific name is "White-skinned Cemetery Ghouls", and they are stronger and faster than black-skinned ghouls.

"Woohoo...... Woo ...... Woo ...... Woo ...... Woo ...... Woo ...... Woohoo......"

A few seconds later, amid the increasingly dense gasps, a white-skinned ghoul the size of a bull was revealed. With a low roar, more than a dozen white strands flew out, sniffing everywhere around the entrance.

It didn't take long for them to determine that there was prey in the cave, so they crawled on the ground and slowly climbed in.

"Ding!"

Suddenly, there was a crisp crash from nowhere, and the first few ghouls immediately stopped, raised their heads keenly, and looked around. Suddenly, there was a flash of firelight, and with a loud "boom", the three ghouls were blown up, and several of them were also swept to the ground by the air wave.

At the same time as the explosion sounded, the iron slag woke up, immediately drew his gun and knife, and turned on the headlights of the locomotive. Suddenly, the snowy lights illuminated the entire passage, and I saw that at the entrance, white-skinned ghouls were pouring in from outside. They growled, saliva dripping to the ground, and they looked unusually hungry.

Iron Slag's eyes narrowed, and he raised Merlin's revolver flatly, and pulled the trigger five times in a row.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Five bursts of bombs rang out, knocking away the seven or eight ghouls that rushed to the front, and then exploded in the group of dogs that followed.

After firing five rounds, Iron Slag raised his hand and slammed the machete into the ground, and then shook the hand holding the gun hard. I only heard a "smack...... and the high-speed rotating wheel popped out. Immediately afterward, he quickly pulled out five bursting rounds from the belt on his chest, and loaded them with a few "clicks, ......"; With a final flick of his hand, there was a "click", and the gun was raised and fired at the moment when the wheel returned to its position. During the whole process, it took less than three seconds from the time the bullet was fired to the time it was fired again.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"Whoa...... Whoop...... Whoop...... Whoop...... Whoop...... Whoop...... Whoop ......"

Under the heavy fire, the ghouls that rushed into the passage could not hide, and they were piled up together and screamed, and they retreated one after another. Seeing this, Iron Slag inserted Merlin's revolver back into the holster on his waist, then pulled out the machete on the ground and rushed out.

In an instant, the iron slag that slaughtered into the group of ghouls was like a meat grinder, with broken bones and broken flesh everywhere it went, and the wails continued. I saw him holding a knife in both hands, rounding his arms, and sweeping out with a knife! Before the group of dogs gathered in front of him could let out a mournful roar, they were swept to the side by the blade and squeezed into a ball and flew out.

In more than ten seconds, Iron Slag killed twenty or thirty ghouls, and the clean and neat action was like chopping melons and vegetables.

The leader of the ghouls, who had been observing from a short distance, soon realized that they were the prey, and immediately let out a roar to call the canines to retreat.

Hearing the leader's call, the ghouls surrounding the iron slag immediately scattered and fled in all directions. At the same time as the group of dogs collapsed, Iron Slag's pupils shrank and locked onto the head dog not far away. As if sensing his gaze, the ghoul leader let out a low roar and turned around and ran.

Seeing this, the iron slag made a force behind him, and the six knuckles jumped out, and then pounced forward, chasing after him with his hands and feet.

The four-legged ghoul leader couldn't outrun the ten-legged iron slag, and was caught up in the blink of an eye. Seeing the humans behind it getting closer and closer, it was about to fight to the death, turning around and biting, but it was too late. I saw the iron slag leap up, spread six knotted feet in mid-air, and stabbed into the broad back of the ghoul leader as it fell.

"Whew!" The yak-sized ghoul let out a high-pitched scream and writhed forward, trying to shake off the hunter on its back.

And just as Iron Slag was about to pull out the dagger tied to his calf and stab it into the spine of the white-skinned ghoul, there was a sudden inexplicable restlessness at the tip of the six knuckles, as if something was about to gush out. He immediately let go of the dagger, and following the throbbing sensation, his whole body suddenly tightened. In a soothing feeling, a large number of parasitic cells ejaculate from the tip of the segmented foot.

"Whoop Whoop Whoop ......"

The leader of the white-skinned ghouls suddenly let out a terrible wail and fell to the ground and rolled on the ground. The iron slag was pulled out of the joint, and a backflip landed steadily behind.

"Whoop Whoop Whoop ......"

As the ghouls continued to scream, one after another the red-shelled flying ants emerged from the puncture openings of the jointed legs, agitating the membranous wings and leaping into the air.

A few minutes later, the corpse of the ghoul leader was crawling with a dense patch of scout ants, and the corpse shriveled down at a visible rate, and finally became a pile of fur covered with bones.

During this time, a scout ant flew out of the colony and placed a small crystal with a pale cyan glow into the iron slag's hand. This was what he had just discovered in the brain tissue of the leader of the white-skinned ghouls through the sight of the soldier ants.

According to the description in the academy textbook, this crystal should be the "crystal nucleus" of mutated creatures, and it is of the same nature as the crystal nucleus of the abyss master and the abyssal queen, but the spectrum, shape and size, and location of their growth are slightly different. The closer to cyan there are more impurities, and the closer to blue the purer it is. This crystal nucleus contains a certain amount of radium-2315, which is an important ingredient in high-end recovery agents. The iron slag weighed the weight, and this crystal nucleus was about fifty grams, which could refine two to three milligrams of radium-2315, and the market price was about 300 to 450 gold. What he used to exchange for You Ge back then was the inner tank of an expired small treatment needle. It was probably some careless nurse on the thirteenth silver city, who thought it was useless when it expired, and threw it away. In fact, the radium 2315 in the inner tank can still exert its recovery ability, but the effect is a little worse than the warranty period.

After about ten minutes, the soldiers landed on the ground and turned into a puddle of bright green liquid. He found that the soldier ants had survived for a few minutes longer than last time. It seems that his latent parasite will also gradually adapt to the environment of the southern cemetery. It may not be long before his Scout Ant returns to normal.

Due to the large amount of movement just now, in order to avoid attracting other creatures, after driving away the corpse dogs, Iron Slag changed places, re-set a few small traps, and then put on a sleeping bag and continued to sleep.