Construction of the port area from Anchorage to the north

Then there is the domestic news. Recently, falling objects in the sky have become more frequent. Many civilian and commercial satellites have been destroyed. Many people are worried. They are worried that the response has been slow like this, which may increase the ambition of aliens and let them besiege humans on the planet. and so on.

There are even a group of people on the Internet who are taking the rhythm, and there are also imitations of Adventists who are clamoring - the comment area of ​​​​this kind of people will basically become a battlefield, which is quite fun.

Yang Ming made a casual dinner and sat down, eating alone: ​​"Speaking of which, the matter of Ao Village will probably never end."

"Ok?"

Observer Zero is actually quite interested in his whimsical ideas. As a special unit, Yang Ming's thinking is out of the ordinary, and some of his views are quite different, so you can refer to them.

"Think about it, this is an actual environment where aliens invade, and Australia Village is separated by such an ocean. These aliens have not yet shown abilities beyond expectations, so it would be perfect as an experimental site."

"Now Aocun can still use the existing armed forces to resist. After a while, if the local area is not good enough, it is estimated that new equipment will enter the venue. Maybe there are already warships wandering nearby, ready to respond at any time."

Yang Ming spread his hands: "Some countries, ah, can't let go of such a good opportunity. After all, they have even polluted their own villages for a long time, haven't they?"

"Human behavior is difficult to understand, and the new information has been entered."

Observer Zero silently recorded, looking at the news that everyone can read freely: "Aliens, aliens, have shown aggressive capabilities, and locals are also fighting back."

Of course, no one will be able to eat well if they fall into the city, and...

'... According to this newspaper, in order to deal with long-term falling objects in space and ensure the safety of residents, the national security...'

The news was reporting information about aliens, and Yang Ming was still pondering that it had been more than a month, and when the officials finally decided not to passively defend, but to take the initiative, the news screen changed.

In the data footage, a large rocket is ready to launch, and has even entered the launch inspection stage.According to the follow-up introduction of the news, it is said that the next step is to establish an unmanned combat space station in space, carry out inspection and strike integration in deep space, etc...

I'm ashamed, so fast?Have you dug up any prehistoric remains?

…………

And the few people who are on standby in the port area—especially the Huasan who basically don’t fight, and the level is also very low now, said good night, and it’s best to try to sleep for a while when they can rest. Yang Ming turned off his mobile phone, Stretched.

"Oh, how hard is life..."

Someone knocked on the door suddenly, and Yang Ming walked behind the door: "Who is it?"

"There is an emergency, Comrade Yang Ming."

"okay."

He turned his head to tidy up the prepared bed. To put it simply, he picked up Observer Zero, put it in the closet, put on his coat and opened the door with his mobile phone, and saw a man in training uniform outside the door.

"Good evening, we'll talk about the details on the way. Do you have anything else to prepare?"

No more, take the key and the phone and you're done.

The roommate at the opposite door opened the door suddenly: "Why are you going out now?"

Yang Ming thought for a while: "Every word I tell you next will turn into a bullet that hits you because of leaking secrets. Are you happy?"

"What the hell, why did you hit me? Wasn't it you who leaked the secret?"

"Because I'm more important."

This upright look made the people who came to meet Yang Ming a little speechless.

Fortunately, this was just a daily joke. After telling the roommate that this was an urgent mission, the two left immediately. After getting into the car, the other party took a deep breath and said, "Comrade Yang Ming, are you afraid of guns?"

"...Ah? You mean I'm going to face the guns, or block the holes? Those of us with a bit of surreal ability can't block the guns."

"It's not like that, you misunderstood. What I mean is, do you have any resistance to light weapons suppressing the sound of the scene, such as fear, shock, and physical inability to move when hearing a sudden loud noise?"

The other party asked very carefully, Yang Ming thought about it seriously, and felt that he should have gotten used to the sudden voice.

After all, not everyone has experienced things like 406, 381, and the like firing at their ears, but for the sake of eardrums, he still said that he was a little resistant, but only a little.

So I got a tactical headset. I originally wanted to give him a particularly effective noise-canceling headset, but considering that the temporary field hospital that Yang Ming will go to later is rather special, it is better to prepare with both hands.

Let him put on the kind of equipment he wore before, and the other party took out a few golden sheets from the box and put them into the slots for the boards for him.

"Originally we wanted to equip you with weapons, but your school's military training has never let you use live ammunition, right?"

"That's it."

"...?"

Yang Ming rubbed his nose: "Oh, what I mean is that there is indeed no live ammunition training, but if you plan to give me a hot weapon or something, I won't refuse, right?"

The car changed direction, and the other party found a short knife from the bag and handed it to him: "Super-realistic ability users always have some weird ways of using weapons, and most of them are good at cold weapons. This is for your protection, but the theory It's probably pretty safe to go up..."

You have added theory, it will make people feel flustered, okay?

Chapter 449. At least there won't be giant cannons blowing up on the shore, right?

After driving for two hours, the traffic lights kept turning green, and even on the expressway, the car kept roaring violently... It felt like the direction was far away from the city.

"Actually, I'm a little curious. Why do these large-scale surreal things like to happen outside? It can't be our luck."

Being bored, Yang Ming decided to find something to talk about. The first is to make himself less sleepy, and the second is to understand this problem.

In the car, a person dressed as a clerk sitting in the front suddenly turned around: "Aren't you a surrealist who is so rare that you can count them with one hand now? Didn't you read the lesson plans?"

"Look, I feel a little confused when I even enter the job. I just go to school and heal people at the same time. I don't have time to read those things."

Yang Ming was talking about the documents on the intranet that were open for him to study. To be fair, he would have the urge to yawn just by looking at the [-]-page table of contents, let alone read them.

"Well, it's not troublesome to explain it anyway. Generally, there are only some small and scattered problems in the city. The reason is essentially because of urban construction and other actions, which prevent the elemental force from flowing freely in the city."

"But environmental protection is a different matter. The city circle itself cannot accommodate too many natural things, and of course there are a lot less things that can be born in the flow of elements."

After a brief introduction, the man shrugged: "The detailed and specific reasons are still under investigation and evidence collection. I will talk about these things later. The important thing now is that we will be in place soon."

"Originally, if you don't go to the front line, you don't need to tell you, so that you won't be too timid to deal with it... But, looking at you, it seems that you are used to encountering such small-scale conflicts?"

To tell you the truth, let alone small-scale conflicts, there have been countless large-scale battles. Even if 457 hits his feet, he won't blink his eyelids.

... After all, An Bao is a ship, and it is not a human being who dies on the spot when the wind blows, so they should not be confused.

"Probably, maybe I'm calmer...don't interrupt, what do you mean by this small-scale conflict?"

"Literally speaking, there are a lot of things called beastland hounds in the game flying over from the direction of the delta sandbar in the downstream watershed. The number of them is not small, and they have caused some not-so-optimistic casualties before."

The person in the front seat flipped through the documents: "...there is no one dead, but some people have been seriously injured. Medical assistance can only help them hang their lives at the moment. The God's Eye who is closest to the conflict and has the ability to heal only you."

"Those hunting dogs are actually quite tricky. They have a good ability to lurk and jump in space. They must be contained at medium and long distances. Once they are rushed, they must be prepared for someone to be injured."

The clerk closed the book, and the car also turned into a road that was temporarily widened. The ground was covered with gravel. Yang Ming looked forward through the glass curiously, and heard continuous explosions in the distance, which sounded like It's like Chinese New Year.

"In short, our knowledge of that monster comes from the game we mentioned before. Now it is still running without the server, and players can still log in. You don't need to worry about such things, just adjust your status, we will be there soon .”

Under his reminder, Yang Ming saw that the person opposite him was already checking the weapon in his hand, and stuffed a bunch of magazines into the bullet bag. After the vehicle stopped beside a pile of military green camouflage tents, he reached out and patted Pat Yang Ming on the shoulder.

"You take him in, and I'll meet the others."

After finishing speaking, he left in a hurry. Yang Ming followed him out of the car. The first thing he smelled in his nose was not the fragrance of soil from the riverside forest... but the smell of disinfectant, alcohol, and a faint smell of fresh blood. It makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Of course Yang Ming did too, but he just pursed his lips, put on earphones and a mask, and walked into the field medical center. In a relaxed place, there are even two people lying down and chatting.

The person on the left said that he had blown up a dog, and the person on the right said that he had blown up two. Judging by the way they were all wrapped in bandages, they didn't look like minor injuries...

Yang Ming went to report to the head nurse, but the other party stopped typing and turned around: "You are the one who was said to be able to cure a dying person in an instant... what is that, a person with super-real ability?"

"You can talk about the eyes of God. Anyway, you can do whatever is convenient. Anyway, don't worry about those things. Where is the most seriously injured one? Let's prioritize and start from the worst."

"Okay. But you came at the wrong time. We have just transported the most seriously injured to the city hospital. There are still a few seriously injured here who were also helped by Ms. Frost Star to seal the wound..."

What, Frost Star is here too?

"You know? Forget it's not important, go and treat them first.

Well, we have enough manpower here, but...it's not some kind of super power treatment, it can only suture the wounds to ensure that their injuries won't get worse. "

Yang Ming didn't answer. He tapped on his phone. After adjusting the treatment model, he raised his hand to summon a small jellyfish, let it gather water, and pointed it at the wounded man whose bed was covered in blood and looked in a very bad condition. or spray it over.

Under the horrifying gaze of others, Yang Ming's picture of playing with his mobile phone and making the jellyfish spray water is quite casual, but it is not the same for the injured person.

His painful hand from being bitten by the Beast Hound, as well as other inexplicable bleeding wounds instantly became warm and itchy. When he couldn't take it anymore, he even laughed out loud. After a short while, he suddenly sat up.

"I can't, I'm itching to death, you, ahem, your treatment... is so strong, I feel as if I have never been injured!"

Isn't that natural? Don't underestimate the healing of the Eye of God. This thing can even heal the strain of the waist and waist, and it just needs to consume some energy!

Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders and asked him to continue to rest. It is best to eat something nutritious to replenish himself and immediately turned his head and walked towards another bed.

Some slightly injured soldiers looked curiously at the jellyfish spraying water behind him, one-on-one treating those comrades who were lying just now and could only hum.

People who could only lie down and wait for recovery, and it may take a month or even longer to recover, sat up one after another, looking at the limbs that were still wounds in disbelief.

I just think that Yang Ming is really amazing, he can actually make the severely injured person go to the ground immediately, alive and kicking!

After curing the few people most in need, Yang Ming suddenly stopped, and the little jellyfish floating beside him quickly shattered.

"No, I'm dying of thirst. Anyone can pour me a glass of water and let me catch my breath... how many people still need to be treated?"

Chapter 450. Isn't it easy to get this sort of thing done?

Frost Star came down from the front line, and his condition was not very good - after being repelled continuously, those beastland hounds learned to use their own treacherous teleportation skills, and occasionally they were lucky enough to break through the defense line. make an impact.

She was in charge of guarding the rear, and immediately suppressed the beast hounds once they approached, even if Bucha was scratched.

There were not many injuries, but the weird split began to spread all over the body, causing Frost Star to bleed a lot.

In fact, she was still a little confused. Logically speaking, this country should have more advanced combat equipment, and according to the books she read, there is even a weapon that can instantly turn thousands of kilometers of ground into ashes... Why not?

Thinking about the problem, Shuang Xing walked to the field hospital with his body covered in frost and snow, and saw Yang Ming holding a bottle of glucose and a bottle of normal saline, fighting against himself psychologically.

These two can be drunk, but they are not good, but they can add sugar and salt, but they are not good.

The few comrades who were seriously injured and treated just now have put on their weapons and went to the back to get the heavy weapons that are allowed to be used. The rest of the wounds are not very serious, but they must either lie down or be unable to fight. he.

If this one-hand treatment can heal himself, then he can continue to go to the front without lying down!

Shuangxing opened his mouth, and when he was thinking about how to call him, Yang Ming had already poured two bottles of water down his throat in one breath.

"Cough, cough, cough... Uh, Shuangxing, you are here, are you injured?"

"Slight injury, nothing to worry about."

Yang Ming waved his hand, clicked on the phone for a long time, and summoned the little jellyfish again. After getting the people around him a little closer, the jellyfish began to float in place, and then spread water in all directions—this method is slower , but the advantage is that it is omni-directional.

"Don't be careless about minor injuries. Be careful of various infections and sequelae... By the way, what's going on ahead, do you need me to go up and help?"

Hearing Yang Ming's self-recommendation, Shuangxing blinked slowly, thinking that he should add some common sense to the commander.

Before she could speak, the head nurse brought a box of steaming late-night snacks to him and put them in front of him: "Eat your food, we're not dead yet, so you want to be the first bird?"

"I'm embarrassed, why can't it work? Although I didn't think about joining the army when I was in school, I have to experience what's wrong now."

"Then it's not too late for you to join the army. Immediately, now, immediately, I'll go and issue you an application form."

"Let me think twice."

Changing his words in an instant, Yang Ming didn't have any confidence in himself.

At the door, several soldiers were chatting and laughing, walking with two barrels on their backs on average, and there were two people behind, one carrying a heavy machine gun, the other carrying a tripod and ammunition boxes, also smiling more and more cheerfully.

It's not that these weapons have not been deployed on the front line, but the increase in firepower means...ah, the information on these beastland hounds has finally been collected, and now is the time to annihilate them.

Yang Ming watched the military vehicle stop behind him, and all kinds of equipment that were often seen in military parades moved down from above. He was very envious... Sigh, don't talk about firing two shots, just go up and play with it!

"Are you envious, young man, you are still young, do you want to join the army and try to be a soldier for two years? I see that your bones are amazing. In a few days, you will probably be promoted from a non-commissioned officer."

Yang

Ming opened his mouth, feeling that the head nurse's persuasive tone was a bit familiar.

"Then what, I've already downloaded the anti-fraud app."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around couldn't help laughing, only the head nurse cut it, feeling sorry for not being able to recruit Yang Ming.

…………

The new firepower was added to the delivery. Originally, it only occupied a small sandbar. The beastland hounds rushing here were immediately hit by the fact that they could not even leave the sandbar.

In the beginning, I projected firepower cautiously because I was worried that the opponent would run away because the firepower was too heavy. It is really difficult to catch the flash that tears the space.

But after discovering that these hounds will only rush in the direction of people, or even rush towards them in groups because of being attacked, the previous temptations are not important.

If it hadn't been able to be transported, it is estimated that even combat vehicles would have to be transported now... As for the air force strike, this thing is not bulletproof, and it is really unnecessary to dispatch the air force.

Yang Ming healed all the people present, and fewer and fewer people got injured in the front. In the middle of the night, he even yawned and wanted to sleep on the table.