Doomsday Totem

Chapter 358
Fine snow fell from the sky, coating the ruins of the ancient city with a layer of silver sand.The collapsed buildings were like giants lying on their sides, sleeping peacefully.Here, dilapidated walls, crooked stone pillars, and corroded steel can be seen everywhere.

Looking from a high place, the thin light snow cannot cover the wreckage of civilization, revealing patches of black oil stains, reflecting bright white light in the morning light.If you look closely at this moment, you will find that these are not ordinary stains, but a kind of black moss adhered to the collapsed building.

Black moss, scientific name "cemetery moss", is a kind of moss plant mutated due to radiation pollution, and they will only grow in areas with moderate or higher radiation concentrations.Compared with water, they prefer all kinds of oil and asphalt.

In the radiation area of ​​the southern cemetery, black mosses are the basis of all life, and where there are them, there will be associated fungi.There are fungi and plants, and there are the bottom of the animal food chain - the cemetery rat.However, these plants are poisonous to humans, and eating them can greatly increase the radiation concentration in the body.When this concentration reaches a certain peak, the skin will begin to rot and peel off, and various organs will fail.

People living here must regularly check the radiation concentration in their bodies and neutralize the radioactive elements in their bodies by taking medicine.

In the south of the southern cemetery, there is a large river running from northeast to southwest, named "Sewage River", which originates from the Heifeng Mountains and exits the sea in the southwest of the mainland. After passing through dozens of ground towns, it flows into the The Shura Sea adjacent to the Central Continent.

At this moment, in the ruins of an ancient city 160 kilometers north of the "Shuiche Town" in the upper reaches of the Sewage River, a young man covered in blood was lying on the corner of a remnant wall.I saw him panting and moving his body slightly, as if he wanted to unload the rucksack behind him.

This dying young man was the iron slag who had just parachuted from the battleship Gold.

A few minutes ago, he was shot by several Templars in mid-air.Within seconds, he was shot several times and his parachute was riddled with holes.In a panic, he cut the parachute cord with a knife and fell straight down.When he was more than 50 meters away from the ground, he barely opened his membrane wings, slid forward for a while, and hit a brick wall.Fortunately, the brick wall was so badly weathered that it collapsed upon impact. Not only did it not cause much damage to him, but it also slowed down the momentum.However, he also paid the price of a split shoulder blade.

"Yug Lombard, we're even..." He said to himself, unloading the military backpack with difficulty and taking out an aluminum emergency medical box.

Open the seal, inside are several medicines of different colors and some small surgical instruments.He was shot a total of six times, the one in the waist protruding through his body, and the one in the head which left a wide gash and scorched a section of hair.The bullets shot into the thigh and arm were stuck in the muscle fibers and were easily removed, while the bullets shot into the forearm of the left hand were embedded in the bone, making it very difficult to get out.The last gunshot wound was on the ribs in the chest, and there was blood everywhere.

A strong smell of blood filled the air. After Iron Slag took the warhead, he poured a large can of hydrogen peroxide to disinfect the wound, then applied some white powdered hemostatic medicine, and bandaged himself crookedly.Then, he took out the blue liquid antibiotic and the bright red concentrated nutrient, and gave himself a needle.Finally, looking at the light yellow anesthetic, he hesitated for a while, and decided not to take it.After all, this was a low-security area, and he was unable to deal with unknown dangers while under anesthesia.

After treating the wound and packing his things, he unscrewed the lid of the kettle, took a sip of water, and then looked at the multi-function watch.It's ten o'clock in the morning, and his body temperature is 39 o'clock and eight degrees. He must rest for enough time and wait for the high fever to subside before he can act.This watch was commissioned by Sam Nichols, the super VIP customer specialist of Harley Industries, to be customized by RC Company. In addition to checking the time, detecting body temperature and radiation concentration in the body, there are also a series of tests such as altitude, temperature and humidity. function of the external environment.

In addition, the watch is also equipped with a strong flashlight and infrared distance detector, as well as two-way charging of solar energy and mechanical kinetic energy.The bracelet of the watch body is made of industrial-grade high-density alloy, and the surface is aged. It is waterproof, shockproof and high temperature resistant, and can adapt to most harsh environments.

After fiddling with the watch for a while, Tie Slag put down his sleeves, half-closed his eyes, and prepared to take a rest.But not long after he closed his eyes, he heard a deep panting sound coming from behind the wall.

"嗾嗾...嗾嗾...嗾嗾...嗾嗾...嗾嗾...嗾嗾...嗾嗾..."

He narrowed his eyes, slowly pulled out the maglin revolver, and listened carefully to the movement behind him.As time went on, the wheezing sound became closer and clearer.He preliminarily judged that this should be some kind of large canine animal, and the sound sources are different in size, far and near, and it should be a group.

Graveyard ghouls?Insect wolf?Or black blood mastiff?He flipped through the picture album in his heart, and in his current state, if the former was okay, the latter two would be troublesome.

"Roar……"

With a deep roar, a jet-black figure rushed up to the wall, with slender and vigorous limbs, smooth muscles, sharp minions, and shiny black fur. It was a cemetery corpse dog attracted by the smell of blood. .

"Oh!"

Tie Slag didn't even think about it, so he fired a single shot.In an instant, a large pistol bullet burst out, smashing its breastbone the moment the corpse dog jumped onto the wall.Before the corpse dog had time to cling to the wall, it flew backwards, spraying blood.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, one after another of black shadows pounced on the wall from behind, let out a deep roar, and Iron Slag blasted them back with a single shot just like before.

Looking at the shattered corpses of their companions, the group of corpse dogs soon realized that this prey was more difficult to deal with than they imagined, so they dispersed and faced each other not far away.

Seeing the figures hiding in the ruins all around, Tie Slag couldn't help crying inwardly.He couldn't stand spending time with them.Afterwards, he took a deep breath, held back the pain, jumped onto the top of the wall, and rode on a half-broken wall, looking around at the corpse dogs.

"Oh!"

A cadaver dog unfortunately exposed its back half, and was shot and broke its leg. It immediately rolled and struggled on the ground, whimpering.

Iron Slag didn't mend the gun, but just let it struggle there painfully, so as to deter other corpse dogs.

"Oh!"

Another corpse dog exposed part of its body, and Iron Slag raised his hand to shoot, blowing its tail away.

"Woo... woo... woo..." The cadaver dog that lost its tail wailed in a low voice, but the other cadaver dogs hid motionless behind the obstacle, as if they didn't intend to give up.It seems that this group of corpse dogs has a leader.

Seeing this, Iron Slag spit out a mouthful of saliva on the dog corpse under the broken wall.He originally wanted to keep it for exploring the way when he left, but the current situation does not allow him to keep it.

"Chuck...cheep...cheep...cheep...cheep...cheep...cheep..."

A few seconds later, big red ants emerged from the flesh and blood of the corpse dog's corpse, making intensive insect sounds, shaking off the blood clots on their bodies, spreading their membrane wings, and flying in all directions.

In an instant, Iron Slag obtained a three-dimensional image of the surroundings, revealing all the corpse dogs hidden in the ruins without a doubt.With the help of scouting soldier ants, Tie Slag quickly discovered a corpse dog the size of an adult cow hidden behind a rock not far away.

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

Three shots in a row, the first burst blasted the stone, the second blasted a big hole in the crack, and the third shot followed closely and blasted into the stomach dog's abdomen!

"Pfft!" With a muffled sound, the corpse dog's abdomen exploded, blood, flesh and organs splashed everywhere.

However, the vitality of this huge cadaver dog was extremely strong, and it screamed in grief while dragging its thick intestines to escape.

"Om..."

Amidst the dense humming, dozens of scout ants flapped their membrane wings, swooped down after the giant dog, and burrowed into its abdomen one by one.

"Aw!" Amidst the loud screams, more soldier ants flew out from the belly of the corpse dog.

In the thrilling scene, the rest of the cadaver dogs were frightened, sobbed and fled the scene.A few minutes later, the soldier ant chasing the corpse dog suddenly fell from the sky, and saw a layer of green fluorescence from its crimson carapace, and then dissolved into a pool of bright green liquid at a speed visible to the naked eye.In just a few seconds, groups of scouting soldier ants were completely dead.

Seeing the abnormal phenomenon, Tie Slag couldn't help but frown. The scout soldier ants with a life cycle of between 10 minutes and 10 minutes all died in less than 5 minutes.However, he soon figured out that the high concentration of radiation on these corpse dogs would destroy the cell tissue of the soldier ants, resulting in a reduction in survival time.

After driving away the corpse dog, Iron Slag fell to the top of the wall, curled up in the original corner, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

However, one wave was not calm, and another wave rose again. After more than ten minutes, he heard a few slight footsteps. After careful identification, it should be three people.The southern cemetery is a place where the weak can eat the strong, especially the low-security areas.Iron Slag immediately slowed down his breathing, covered the hand holding the gun with his marching backpack, and then maintained a high level of vigilance.

"The gunshot just now should be here." After a rustle of clothes rubbing against each other, a muffled voice came from the other side of the broken wall.

"Shh...keep your voice down, if it's a problem, we'll go..." "Yeah."

Listening to the conversation between the three, Tie Slag climbed up lightly, and then pointed the muzzle of the gun at the place where the sound came from. Through the brick wall, he pulled the trigger continuously, and fired a single shot!

After confirming the other party's intentions, it is his consistent principle to strike first.

(End of this chapter)