The resistance army's counterattack didn't last long. It ended after about half an hour. The resistance army had suffered a lot of casualties. There were only 3,500 of them left from the original 5,000. Their ammunition and energy had long been used up. The rebel army fled in all directions. Zhang Jian didn't chase them down. As long as he got the supplies, he would stop while he was ahead.
At this moment, the resistance army was divided into several groups and began to clean up the battlefield. Boxes of supplies were also dragged out from the inside of the factory and loaded with transport vehicles. The remaining wounded received medical treatment on the spot. The other groups were naturally on alert and just needed to protect the supply convoy. Everything was coordinated in an orderly manner. It could be seen that Zhang Jian was someone who was used to being active on the battlefield.
Of course, Zhang Jian had already taken off his armor. He ran to the open space and waved. "Friend, I can't thank you enough. If you need anything, just let me know. I, Zhang Jian, will definitely do it."
Ding Meng nodded. "I've said it before. Half of this convoy must be driven to Boren Hospital. I want two-thirds of the medical equipment."
Zhang Jian patted his chest. "No problem!
I'll deliver it to you personally! "
His answer was actually because he wanted to befriend Ding Meng. He had seen Ding Meng's performance just now. The black-armored flesh-eating soldiers that the resistance army couldn't do anything to had been defeated by Ding Meng with a single sword strike. This single sword strike had directly defeated tens of thousands of rebel soldiers.
Most importantly, looking through the helmet of the Prototype, Ding Meng looked very young inside the armor. If you don't befriend this kind of person early, do you want to wait until he becomes a warlord or warsaint?
Zhang Jian was also tactful. He personally drove the trucks to the city.
Zhong Ting and Zhan Qijun from Boren Hospital were stunned when they saw the containers being carried down one by one. How long had it been?
It had only been half a day, at most, and so many supplies had been brought over with the help of the resistance army.
"Ding Meng, are you okay?" Zhong Ting asked with concern.
"I'm fine, Miss Zhong!" Ding Meng waved his hand. "The medical cabin and energy are here. Hurry up and treat everyone."
Zhan Qijun took the initiative to come forward. He frowned and said, "Brother Ding, I'll have to trouble you to help us. A few people showed that abnormal state just now."
"Oh?"
Ding Meng sensed a little and found a few more civilians lying on the stretchers in the corner of the hall on the first floor. These people had the same strange expression as before.
Zhang Jian obviously sensed it as well. His frown deepened. "What's wrong?
Has this strange disease already spread to the surface? "
Ding Meng was curious. "Could it be that this kind of problem only exists underground?"
Zhang Jian suddenly stopped talking. Looking at his tightly knitted eyebrows, Ding Meng knew that there was definitely a problem. Only he knew that this wasn't an illness, but rather a flux ability user's psychokinesis. But the problem lay here. In any case, there was a distance of seventy to eighty kilometers from the factory. In such a large area, he hadn't sensed the presence of any flux ability user, so where did these psychokinesis waves come from?
How did these people get infected?
Ding Meng pulled Zhang Jian to the side and whispered, "Are there people in your resistance army who have the same disease?"
Zhang Jian nodded his head with a heavy expression. "Yes, but the strange thing is that even the medical cabins couldn't detect it."
Ding Meng thought inwardly that it would be strange if they could detect it, because this wasn't an illness at all.
Zhang Jian said, "This disease originally only existed in the underground city, but we didn't expect that it would spread to the surface. We have always kept it a secret because we were afraid of causing panic among the civilians. You should also know that after contracting this disease, the people would disappear not long after. The reason why the military sealed off Heavenly Dream City and didn't enter the eastern district was because they were afraid of being infected."
Ding Meng sighed. "Is there someone among you who is seriously ill?"
Zhang Jian looked all around and made sure that no one was paying attention to him. Only then did he open his mouth and say, "Truth be told, the main reason why we took the risk to attack the rebel army's stronghold today was because there were better medical cabins in this batch of supplies. We hope that the patients can be treated."
Ding Meng finally understood. There were more important people in the resistance army who had also been infected. This person's status was definitely not ordinary, but they had actually used their precious forces to snatch the supplies. Could it be that this infectious psychokinesis was produced by the radiation zone that Du Peixing and Feng Chen had mentioned?
Ding Meng's interest was suddenly piqued. He took the initiative to say, "This disease can't be cured by the medical cabins."
"Why not?" Zhang Jian was somewhat shocked.
Ding Meng said, "But I can cure it."
Zhang Jian looked at him with a doubtful expression. "Really?"
Ding Meng also looked at him. "That depends on whether you are willing to believe me or not."
After muttering to himself for a moment, Zhang Jian replied decisively, "If Brother Ding is willing to help, can you do me the honor of taking a trip down with me?"
What he was worried about was Ding Meng's status in the military. After all, the resistance army didn't have a good impression of the Federation's military. But today, if Ding Meng hadn't taken action, he would have been finished long ago. Looking at it from another angle, if Ding Meng really wanted to deal with him, Zhang Jian also wouldn't have any thoughts of resisting. Rather than risking his life everywhere, he might as well try another method.
Ding Meng actually didn't have much interest in the resistance army. What he was truly curious about was the fluxer. At the same time, he also had a strange feeling about the attitude of the military. The Holy Grail Federation had always paid particular attention to humanistic values and wouldn't usually ignore ordinary civilians. But this time, it was very strange. The military seemed to be watching from the sidelines?
Both the resistance army and the rebel army were hidden in the underground city. Under Zhang Jian's lead, Ding Meng smoothly entered the underground city. The underground city of Heavenly Dream City immediately reminded him of the underground command center of Meteor City. This was because it was also a spherical space with buildings in the sky and on the ground. The difference between this place and Meteor City was that the buildings here were much more backward. Many of the alloy buildings were extremely dilapidated, and the resistance army soldiers walking on the streets were also dressed in tattered clothes. Each and every one of them was dispirited.
One could well imagine that Unit 12, who was fighting on the ground today, was probably the elite squad of the resistance army.
Zhang Jian sighed. "Ai, our supplies are becoming more and more scarce. We won't be able to hold on for much longer."
Ding Meng nodded. He could now understand why the resistance army had to risk their lives to attack the factory. If this situation continued, it would be difficult for them to hold on for more than two months.
After passing through several streets, the shuttle stopped in front of a four-story building that looked like a tent. A tall man wearing ordinary clothes was waiting at the entrance of the first floor. When he saw Zhang Jian return, he took the initiative to greet him. "Thank you for your hard work!
Today! "
Zhang Jian's expression was filled with concern. "Brother Zhu, have you received Deity Weave Medical Cabin No.5?"
The man patted his shoulder. "Everything has been transported back. You have done a good job!"
Only then did Zhang Jian introduce him. "Brother Zhu, this is Ding Meng. If it wasn't for him today, everyone probably wouldn't have been able to return."
Only then did Brother Zhu's gaze fall on Ding Meng. While he was sizing up Ding Meng, Ding Meng was also secretly observing him. Although this man called Brother Zhu looked ordinary, Ding Meng could sense that his Origin Energy was not below his own. For such a person to be on guard duty on the first floor, could this place be the core of the resistance army?
Brother Zhu suddenly opened his mouth. His tone was somewhat cold. "Brother, are you from the military?"
There was no way to hide this. The wristwatch on his wrist was enough to prove that Ding Meng was not only a soldier, but his status was also not low.
Ding Meng also said faintly, "If I'm not wrong, Deity Weave Medical Cabin No.5 might not be able to cure the disease."
Only then did Brother Zhu reveal an astonished expression. "Brother Ding has a way?"
This question wasn't directed to Ding Meng, but to Zhang Jian, who was standing beside him. Zhang Jian nodded slightly. He had personally witnessed Ding Meng walking around in front of a few mental patients in Boren Hospital, and they had recovered as if they had "woken up". He didn't know what method Ding Meng had used, but in any case, he could cure them. Since he could cure them, then there was hope.
Brother Zhu hesitated before saying, "I don't dare to make a decision on this matter. Brother Ding, please wait a moment."
After saying this, he turned around and turned on his wristwatch. It was likely that he was going to ask for instructions from a higher ranking person.
Zhang Jian explained, "Brother Ding, I'm really sorry. The identity of the patients has to be kept a secret. I hope you can understand."
"It's fine, I understand!" Ding Meng inwardly thought that some important person in the resistance army had definitely been infected.
Little Rascal said, "It's really strange. We are now three hundred meters underground, but why can't we detect the fluctuations of fluxers?"
"I also can't detect any such signals," Xiao Ai said hesitantly.
"It's very likely that the source of the fluctuations isn't a fluxer, but some other unit or medium."
Ding Meng asked, "Is it that radiation zone?"
Xiao Ai said, "At that time, Feng Chen marked more than eighty locations on Immortal Weaving Planet, and the closest one to us is more than four hundred kilometers away. There is at least a 45% chance that it is."
"It's too far!"
Little Rascal immediately refuted. "If the radiation in the radiation zone can spread such a long distance, then it's definitely not a zone. It's definitely a meteorite."
Ding Meng clearly agreed with this point of view. There were countless celestial phenomena in the universe, and there were also mediums for psychokinesis. For example, special meteorites or planets could be attached to them for a long period of time. However, according to the current understanding of psychokinesis, psychokinesis waves were mostly produced and transmitted by the brains of living creatures. Regardless of the situation in the radiation zone, this was something that couldn't be avoided. There was definitely someone in the vicinity, and the large amount of fluctuations had caused many people to be infected. The possibility of it being a fluxer was somewhat higher.
In fact, Ding Meng had a question that he hadn't asked. He felt that before they had left, Du Peixing and Feng Chen hadn't told him a lot of important information. Naturally, it was also possible that Du Peixing and Feng Chen only knew so much. Since the civilians on the ground were also infected, Ding Meng felt that it was necessary to find out what kind of damned place the radiation zone was.
While the three of them were discussing, Brother Zhu quickly returned and politely gestured. "Brother Ding, Mister Zhi invites you inside."