Operating the already scarred gray wolf mecha, Yang Mu runs to the side of the sand dune next to Quinn's gray wolf mecha.

There has been no reply from Quinn in the communication channel. Since Quinn was hit in the sky, there is no response from him. Similarly, the mecha has no movement. It seems to be wiped out and fell to the ground.

What kind of state is Quinn at the moment? What kind of changes has happened? Is he safe now?

All these problems have poured into Yang Mu's mind, Yang Mu is to speed up the pace, go to see Quinn's situation.

Quickly came to Quinn's mecha, let the mecha kneel next to Quinn. Yang Mu quickly opened his own gray wolf mecha, jumped out of it, took off the holographic helmet and threw it aside. Then he used both hands and feet to rush forward on the sand, hoping to see Quinn's situation earlier.

With an anxious mood, Yang Mu skillfully opened the chest armor of Quinn's gray wolf mecha, then grabbed the other party's cockpit and climbed up.

At a glance, Yang Mu's heart suddenly trembled.

In the cockpit at the moment, Quinn is still awake. He sees the cockpit open and turns his eyes.

But now Quinn's cockpit is in a mess.

The cockpit is full of broken marks. Large pieces of shrapnel are embedded on the display screen in front of Quinn. The missiles made by those guys must have been knocked into thin pieces, and some deliberately marked lines have been added. These fragments can easily split, and at the same time, with their hard state, tear many weapons.

The two missiles were directly blocked by Quinn with the body of the mecha. Under the destruction of the two missiles, the engine behind the mecha was completely torn apart, and the shrapnel was also splashed into the whole cockpit.

"Kui Yes

Yang Mu almost trembled to say this sentence, the expression on his face suddenly became a little flustered and scrambled into the cockpit.

At the moment, Quinn was wearing a white combat suit. With the light in the cab, Yang Mu could see black marks on his neck and waist.

It wasn't the color of Quinn's skin, but the blood that came out of Quinn's body and soaked through the wound.

However, we should know that in this combat uniform, we still wear the military uniform with mechanical exoskeleton before, and the two thick uniforms are completely soaked with blood. We can imagine how serious Quinn's injury is at the moment.

Yang Mu quickly reached out to take off Quinn's holographic helmet and saw the other side's pale face. Yang Mu quickly opened his opponent's combat uniform, just pulled his neck apart, and immediately saw a ferocious wound on Quinn's neck. It should be a piece of shrapnel spinning across it, tearing the muscles on one side of his neck to pieces.

but fortunately, there was no injury to the main artery. Yang Mu's hands shook his holographic helmet in the cockpit, opened the emergency backpack behind his combat suit, and took out the medical gel bottle inside.

bites the cap off, Yang Mu takes off his gloves, digs out a large piece of gel from his bottle with his fingers, then touches the wound on Quinn's neck, then holds an emergency hemostatic patch to lock the wound.

Quinn's whole step is to look at Yang Mu, the huge pain hit, but the expression on Quinn's face has not changed any more, the dark skin of his face has shown a deep pale color.

Yang Mu reached out again to untie the opponent's combat uniform, but the clasp was damaged. Yang Mu took out his knife, pulled it apart, and opened the uniform inside. Finally, he saw another wound in his abdomen.

But the wound of that wound was behind. The shrapnel flying in didn't completely break through the body. The muscles in front of the wound wrapped the shrapnel. Only a small fragment tip protruded, and blood was bubbling out of it. When

saw such a wound, Yang Mu frowned. He could only hold the gel again and try to stop the blood above.

"Yang Mu! Quinn

Just as Yang Mu kneels in the cockpit to cure Quinn's injury, the voice that Lao Jin is familiar with comes from outside. It seems that they have already arrived.

"I'm here!"

Yang Mu called out loud, then heard the sound of metal feet, the next moment a head out of the cockpit.

It's Lao Jin, sweating profusely.

"Quinn Old Jin also saw the situation inside the cockpit for the first time. Seeing Quinn, who was stained with blood, he called out. Then he stood up and turned to the outside.

"Medic! Medics

The voice of Lao Jin's shouting sounded, and finally a man staggered up with a big backpack on his back.

Yang Mu is simply treating Quinn's abdominal wound. Seeing the arrival of the medic, he also turns his head and looks at Quinn.

"Good brother, hold on!"

Yang Mu held each other's left hand tightly, encouraging each other. Quinn's face was full of weakness, which could make him blink his eyes to express his understanding.

Seeing Quinn in such a state, Yang Mu didn't dare to delay, and squeezed his mouth out of the cockpit.There is not enough space in the cockpit for Yang Mu and another person to come in.

At the same time, the right side of the cockpit was also deformed, so Yang Mu handed over such work to the medical soldiers who came here.

Yang Mu comes out, and the medical soldier stands in immediately. At this moment, a palm comes out of the side. Yang Mu raises his head. It's Lao Jin, so he reaches out and pulls Yang Mu out.

"What about Quinn?" Lao Jin asked seriously on his face, and Yang Mu shook his head a little lost.

After seeing the commander Yang's shoulder, he just took a look at the commander's shoulder.

Zhang Feng's injury, old Jin had to take charge of the overall situation.

Yang Mu is standing on the body of the seriously damaged gray wolf mecha, looking at the distance with a somewhat desolate look. There, three mecha are fighting, but the movement is gradually rare. Obviously, those who fear are slowly being eliminated.

The distant horizon, at this time, is finally slightly bright. From the initial attack to now, the battle has lasted for two or three hours, ushering in the dawn of mocha one day.

Staring at the distance, Yang Mu sat on the chest armor in front of the mecha, looking at the distance with some dullness in his eyes.

This battle has brought too much shock to myself. From the initial exploration of the mine, to the unexpected mecha outside, and then being attacked by these rebel forces, the warheads made of Yao iron and the attack of more than a dozen fearsome mecha are obviously just a marginal star of a weak commercial alliance, but they have repeatedly let Yang Mu fall into crisis.

In his mind, Yang Mu pondered the memory of the past about the planet, but it was nothing at first.

At this time, a hand suddenly patted on Yang Mu's body. Yang Mu turned his head and saw a moustache standing beside him.

"Thank you." Moustache looked at Yang Mu a few times and finally said such a word. Then he sat down beside Yang Mu and looked down at his equipment.

Yang Mu looked at the other side. His face was full of black smoke, and his body was covered with dust. After a fierce battle, moustache was not in a good condition.

Yang Mu moved his eyes away, then looked at all the sergeants around him and asked.

"And the black scorpion?"

Moustache glanced and sighed.

"Dead, in order to save the captain, the first wave of bomb attacks, ammunition impact is almost blocked by him."

"Listen to the other brothers said, it is estimated that the corpse capital can not be collected."

Yang Mu's heart was suddenly a little sudden, the brain appeared that thin body, did not expect that the other side should be so gone, although there is only a short anxiety, but saw a person who was still greeting about ten hours ago disappeared like this, Yang Mu also sighed.

However, thinking of this, Yang Mu wanted to say something more, but moustache opened his mouth first.

"Luke died, too. He died there to save a man from the mine."

So he pointed to the town not far away, and then threw his rifle to the side.

"It's gone, MD!"

With this, moustache suddenly began to laugh, but his face was full of sadness.

This may be the fate of the intervention Corps. Although they have rich rewards, they also bear the dangers that the ordinary army has never had. Life and death are often only in a moment.

Standing next to Yang Mu do not know how to comfort each other, although he has experienced countless parting in life and death, but at this moment, it is inevitable that some of the scene.

Holding out his hand, Yang Mu patted each other, which was mutual consolation.

Both of them did not speak any more. They both looked up into the distance.

A moment later, there was no movement in the direction of the town. Yang Mu turned his head and saw three mecha coming from the direction of the town in the morning light.

"Boom!"

A huge part fell on the ground. Yang Mu looked at it and saw that it was the head of a fearsome mecha.

Three tall and majestic mecha now slowly fell on the sand dunes, neatly put away their long knives, but no one opened the cockpit, just stood there quietly.

Next to the mustache eyes with a look of shock swept from the body of the three mecha, eyes finally fell on Yang Mu.

Because in his opinion, the three mecha just fell from the sky, and finally stood here, only because of Yang Mu and Quinn.

All the departments of the intervention corps are in crisis in mocha star, and it is impossible to send reinforcements at such a fast time.

Moreover, it is impossible for the intervention regiment to be equipped with such excellent mecha. Otherwise, why do beards and others only have mechanical exoskeletons instead of a mecha to assist them.

Yang Mu also looked at the three mechas, and then noticed the vision of moustache. He turned his head and took a look. There was no expression on his face. He just shook his head.

The battle won, but it was also a tragic victory. All people's lives were on the line of life and death. Fortunately, in the end, they were able to survive.At this time, the medical soldier in the cockpit called Yang Mu. When Yang Mu heard the sound, he immediately stood up and rushed with moustache.

The medical soldier was coming out of the cockpit. Seeing Yang Mu running over, he dodged his eyes for a moment and said.

"Quinn He's not in a good condition. "

Hearing this, Yang Mu's face was suddenly a little nervous and looked at each other again.

"The wounds on the neck and abdomen are easy to handle, but the abdominal wounds are too big for me to take out the shrapnel, so there may still be bleeding in the abdominal cavity now."

Hearing this, Yang Mu and moustache frowned.

"What about that?" Mustache asked, but the medic raised his head and said again.

"I'm not finished. There's a worse situation."

"Quinn's right hand and right foot are locked by the deformed combat slot, and judging from this situation, there may be something wrong with the limbs."

"Not only that, just after examining Quinn's limbs, Quinn said that his lower body No sense. "

"What?" Yang Mu almost exclaimed, unable to believe such a news.

"Well, it is estimated that the piece of shrapnel in the abdomen pressed down on the spine, maybe take out the shrapnel It's OK. "

The medic said uncertainly, but Yang Mu was at a loss.

If a soldier's limbs are injured, then he can also repair them through biological cultivation of limbs, but the nerves are damaged

That might mean Quinn will probably retire from the service!

What a blow it will be to retire from KUNKAI college?!

"What's more, Quinn has lost too much blood. My last bag of plasma has been hung up here. If it hasn't been replenished, I'm afraid..."

"We can donate blood. Don't you know something like this?" Moustache said so, but the other side shook his head.

"I can't do it. I don't have any tools. Moreover, the portable one was damaged before. I don't know what blood type the other person is."

Yang Mu's heart trembled again. The urgent task now is to send Quinn out quickly and find a regular medical institution for treatment. However, in the desert, in the surrounding chaos, who can we ask for help.

Yang Mu thought of several mecha behind him, turned around and asked the other party.

Three mecha did not respond, still standing quietly, but a moment later, one pointed to the sky.

Yang Mu looked up and saw a small dot in the blue sky,

after more than ten seconds, Yang Mu saw clearly that the sky was a warship, a warship slowly landing.

It seems that we have arranged for the rescue.

Yang Mu immediately put down his heart, turned around, ran to Quinn's cockpit, and stood in again.

In the cockpit lying on his back, Quinn can see only the blue sky at the moment. With Yang Mu appearing, Quinn opens his eyes again.

"Hold on, brother. You can go back in a minute." Yang Mu pursed his mouth and said, holding Quinn's left hand.

Quinn looks pale at Yang Mu, opens his mouth, and Yang Mu sticks to his body.

"Yang Mu, I didn't disgrace us, did I?"

On hearing this, Yang Mu only felt that his mood suddenly came up. He was used to life and death and thought of those brothers who had lived and died with themselves.

Quinn in front of him is also his own brother, brother who goes through life and death together.

Quinn is an optimistic person. From the time he entered the college, he was facing everything with the most positive and optimistic attitude. Yang Mu got to know the young man step by step. He was optimistic and helpful. He was able to venture through the jungle to find himself for his friend who had known him for only three months. He was willing to get together with everyone.

Although he has also been discouraged, had fear, but in the end, in the most critical moment, he will always stand up, with silent action, to make his own choice.

He is a hero, a hero worthy of respect.

"We won, of course."

"We are heroes, Quinn. You are heroes."

Yang Mu held back his tears and forced out an optimistic smile.

"Hey, hey..."

Hearing Yang Mu's words, Quinn also showed a smile, his face full of joy.

The next moment, the rising sun will be full of the smoke of the world, a bunch of sunlight into the cockpit, for Quinn's victory.

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