Zhang Xiaoqiang landed heavily on the ground with Pavel in tow. The impact nearly caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood. His internal organs were tangled up in the tremor and the taste of blood in his mouth irritated his taste buds. They were surrounded by falling debris and burning debris. The raging fire slowly spread around them and the thick black smoke blocked them from the other planes.
Pavel had fainted from the fall. Looking at the bone protruding from his thigh, Zhang Xiaoqiang could tell that this excellent pilot was in a bad state. If he was not given emergency treatment, the blood that flowed from the wound would kill him.
Zhang Xiaoqiang spat out a mouthful of blood and slung the G36 rifle around his neck. He grabbed the box with one hand and Pavel's collar with the other and dragged him to the well where the vegetation had been burned away. Zhang Xiaoqiang could not care less about the planes in the sky. He had used the Rat King's Blade to smash the plane's window and dragged Pavel out. He also grabbed the box and used the exploded plane as cover. It was already a blessing from God that they had survived the crash. Fortunately, he was experienced in falling from high altitudes and could use various objects as stepping stones. Otherwise, he and Pavel would have been charred corpses along with the plane.
Zhang Xiao Qiang dragged Pavel to the dry well. There was not a single drop of water in the well, and the dried sand was covered with a layer of black ash. The three-meter height was not that difficult to cross. Zhang Xiao Qiang first threw down the large box, then tore open Pavel's collar to ease the pressure on his neck. After feeding him the last of his Lifesaving Pills, Zhang Xiao Qiang put the breathing apparatus back on his helmet. He then tore open Pavel's blood-soaked trousers and did some simple cleaning before dragging Pavel into the dry well.
Sitting in the dry well, Zhang Xiaoqiang heaved a long sigh of relief. The sky above the well was dyed black by the thick smoke. One helicopter after another flew past. When he saw the last of the ferocious-looking mourners flying past, Zhang Xiaoqiang started to put on his equipment.
Originally, the G36 rifle was just a last resort. Zhang Xiaoqiang had lost count of the number of rifles he had broken, so he did not care much about it. But now it was the only thing that could pose a threat to the helicopters. Other than that, he only had a Type-92 pistol, two Rat King's Blades, and a spare saber. These were not enough to deal with twelve helicopters.
If he could, Zhang Xiaoqiang would hide in the dry well until New Era left. But this was his territory. He did not know what it meant for so many planes to appear here. Also, they had not received any alarm from the base. Had something happened?
New Era had unconventional weapons in their hands. Who knew what kind of damage they could cause?
Thinking about this, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head to look at the big box beside him. The titanium alloy box was made of the same material as the armguard he saw on Ubisoft. This armguard combined with New Era's technology had evolved into a multi-functional equipment that could be used for communication, weapons, personal terminals, and defense.
A small armguard had so many functions. Wouldn't such a big box be …?
Thinking about this, Zhang Xiaoqiang touched the cold box. The box was flickering with green light. The box's combination lock had not been closed after it was opened. Zhang Xiaoqiang easily opened it. When he opened the box, he was temporarily depressed. He saw a lot of fission pistol ammunition, but they were useless to him.
Then, he saw a lot of drugs. He did not know what they were, but he could guess that they were antidotes. In other words, Zhuo Mingyue had accidentally found the biggest secret of the supply base.
Seeing these things, Zhang Xiaoqiang was both happy and worried. The value of these things could allow him to destroy all of Ubisoft and New Era's regular army. In order to control their military force, New Era had kidnapped the upper echelons and tied the lives of the officers to them. It seemed very safe, but in fact, it was the biggest hidden danger. People were selfish. Once their lives were threatened, they would not care if they had to put the interests of the organization above their own.
As long as he could decipher the antidote, he could secretly instigate the entire New Era army in Asia. At that time, New Era's foundation in Asia would completely collapse, and there would be no need to send an army to attack. If he could reach an agreement with the upper echelons of the army and form an alliance, New Era would never be able to take anything from China.
However, these things were all beautiful fantasies in the future. He still had to return to reality. New Era had sent half a squadron of funeral helicopters to his heart. If he didn't guess wrong, these helicopters would be the only funeral helicopters left in the entire Asia region.
Layers of compartments were opened by Zhang Xiaoqiang. In the end, he saw a very textured crack rifle lying at the bottom. Zhang Xiaoqiang had never seen this rifle before. He picked up the monocle on the side of the rifle and stuck it on his right eye. Zhang Xiaoqiang was instantly overwhelmed by the countless words.
He was not Zhuo Mingyue, who could get some knowledge from other people's brains. These foreign words were like a heavenly book to him. Just as he was about to take it off, the words suddenly changed to Chinese. The first line was a brief introduction of the rifle's functions.
Zhang Xiao Qiang didn't know who had translated the information, but he was able to memorize the structure and functions of the rifle in a single glance. Following that was the introduction of the personal terminal. This inconspicuous personal terminal was also incredible. Not only could it be linked to the pyrolyte rifle and be used as a scope, it could also be used for communication, infrared, night vision, and identification of friend or foe. It was simply a simplified multi-purpose helmet.
Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the crystal cylinder and stuck it into the magazine. He suddenly felt a little more confident. This rifle could fire in bursts and bursts. It was much better than the original crack rifle that could only fire one shot. After he closed the box, he got up and glanced at the unconscious Pavel. He slung the G36 rifle on his back and leapt out.
The moment he peeked out from the well, he saw the aircrafts circling in the sky. 12 of them were cruising above the burning forest. From time to time, they would descend and search the area below. Pavel's earlier attack was not completely ineffective. At the very least, the targets of the aircrafts were caught in the flames, and the helicopters were unable to rescue the people.
The grass around the dry well was burnt black. At the roots close to the ground, countless sparks slowly flickered. Sometimes they turned into flames, and sometimes they were extinguished, leaving behind only a wisp of smoke.
A rustling sound came from the raging flames. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw something covered in black ash crawling towards him. When he saw its crescent-shaped head, he immediately recognized it. Wasn't this the little beetle he had found in Zhuo Mingyue's camp?
The little beetle had been well taken care of at Zhuo Mingyue's camp along with some other mutated beasts. When it boarded the plane, its shell was like a delicate glass, with a base of gold and purple, emitting a colorful glow. But now, the beetle wrapped in black ash looked more like a large dung beetle.
The little beetle did not crawl blindly. It crawled straight towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. It was not slow at all. In two or three steps, it had reached the tip of Zhang Xiaoqiang's nose. It lifted its mandibles as if to greet him, then jumped onto Zhang Xiaoqiang's back. It crawled along his body to the dry well below and squatted motionlessly between the box and Pavel.
"Damn, it's a spirit …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed under his breath. He exerted strength in his legs and jumped out of the well. He rolled around on the burning ground and raised his gun to take aim. The surroundings were surrounded by flames and thick smoke. The helicopter in the sky was only circling the burning woods. The black smoke around the helicopter was shredded into pieces by the propellers.
Seeing that there was not much movement around, Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully groped his way towards the woods. Using all kinds of cover, he endured the thick smoke and burning flames in the sea of fire. As he approached the various buildings that had been destroyed, he saw an overturned off-road vehicle. The off-road vehicle was very ordinary. The paint on the exterior was scratched and rusted. There was also a layer of dust on the shattered glass, making it dark.
What attracted Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention were a few boxes that had rolled out of the car door. One of the black iron boxes had been opened. A few white anti-air missiles were scattered around, about to be burned by the spreading flames.
Zhang Xiaoqiang bent down and rushed to the side. He opened the iron boxes one by one. There were injections that looked like round steel pipes, various medicines that looked like crystal particles, magazines filled with bullets, various types of grenades and small, strange bombs, as well as strong incendiary agents that Zhang Xiaoqiang was very familiar with.
Zhang Xiaoqiang searched all the boxes, including the ones stuck in the car. However, there was no anti-air missile launcher like he had imagined. There were only ammunition, daily necessities, and medical agents.