Zong Cheng seemed to have sensed something, so he had placed his poker cards on someone else. But after the artillery base launched a sneak attack on Ren Xiaosu, that deck of poker cards acted as bait to lure Ren Xiaosu into the midst of the snarling and biting chaos.
This was the era of supernatural beings, and no one knew what the supernatural beings they were up against were capable of.
Zong Cheng also did not know if there was anything wrong with those poker cards. He was just being cautious to avoid falling into a trap and prevent any supernatural beings from plotting against him in this strange era. But Ren Xiaosu really came.
Ren Xiaosu stood in the middle of the battlefield while the soldiers surrounded him. He had to come. Because if he did not come to break the defensive line, the artillery base would continue to bombard the bandits and refugees with its mortars until there were no more casualties.
At this moment, the mortars had stopped firing.
The power of the nanomachines on Ren Xiaosu's body was still decreasing. Some of the nanomachines had already run out of power and were falling off his body like dust. It was as though this unique lifeform was dying off one by one.
The shadow clone was circling around Ren Xiaosu and killing him non-stop. The black saber in its hand was like a millstone.
But Ren Xiaosu just stood there quietly.
He suddenly felt he understood Qing Zhen a little. The humans in the wastelands were like ugly moths, while power and ambition were like candlelight and warmth.
Humans were selfish and greedy as they pounced on the stronghold again and again in pursuit of the authority above the stronghold.
If I don't kill you, you'll kill me. Therefore, the rules of this world were that it would not end until one party died.
Because there was no light at the end of the world either.
…
Ren Xiaosu looked around him. The armored figure standing alone was being defeated and turned into eternal dust.
This was a trap that had been prepared for a long time. The enemy was as cunning as a hyena and wanted to kill him here.
But since you wanted me to come here, I've already come here. Where are you?
Ren Xiaosu roared again, "Come and kill me!"
The Soong Clan soldiers looked at the armored young man in the crowd. He was like a star in a mysterious nebula in the universe.
Scorching, dazzling, lonely.
However, they also felt that this might be Ren Xiaosu's last moment of brilliance.
Then, the dazzling star would be like the afterglow of the setting sun.
Sinking into the sea, sinking into the ground.
Bullets rained down on Ren Xiaosu and the shadow. Surrounded by layers of enemies, the island would be drowned in the tsunami, and the clown would laugh happily on the waves.
The gods were about to fall.
But at this moment, Ren Xiaosu looked back in the direction he had come from.
The Soong Clan soldiers were shocked. Why was he looking behind him?
Someone subconsciously followed the direction of Ren Xiaosu's gaze. Suddenly, a steam locomotive rushed out of the gray fog like a long dragon, and forcibly smashed the formation that surrounded Ren Xiaosu!
What the steam locomotive wanted to smash was also the endless despair.
"Not good, he wants to leave!" someone cried out in alarm.
"Kill him!"
"Use the RPG!"
The soldiers wanted to use their weapons to pierce through the steam locomotive, but even when the RPGs hit the train, they did not cause any damage to it.
As the steam locomotive moved at high speed, it turned the entire formation into a complete mess.
No one had expected such a turn of events. They all thought that the armored young man, who had been surrounded, was dead for sure!
Ren Xiaosu said calmly, "I'm already here. Why aren't you coming out to kill me?
"Why aren't you coming out to kill me?
"Just you wait. Wait for me to kill you."
As he spoke, the train from ancient times seemed to have entered the mortal world. The sound of the wheels turning and the sound of metal colliding with each other sent chills down one's spine.
The steam locomotive's chimney suddenly spewed out a thick black fog, and the long whimper was like the horn of war.
In the middle of the battlefield, the steam locomotive that looked like black iron drove straight toward Ren Xiaosu, who was standing quietly.
A strong sense of helplessness rose in the hearts of the Soong Clan soldiers. It was like no matter how much they struggled, their fate would still come.
When the steam locomotive brushed past Ren Xiaosu, Ren Xiaosu grabbed the hand that Yang Xiaojin, who was standing next to the train, had extended for him. Then he was carried by the train into the distance into the wilderness.
But Ren Xiaosu's heart suddenly ached. That distance was supposed to be filled with hope and light.
The soldiers at the rear concentrated their firepower on the departing train, but firearms and explosives seemed to have no effect on the steam locomotive at all.
As the steam locomotive drove north, Ren Xiaosu got into the train through the window and spat out another mouthful of blood. Following that, the nanomachines covering his body fell off one after another.
Ren Xiaosu sat dejectedly in the carriage. He leaned against the carriage wall and panted heavily. When those fierce bullets hit the armor, even if there were no external injuries, they would still cause internal injuries.
Moreover, the damage to the steam locomotive and the damage suffered by the shadow clone would be directly reflected on him. It was a pain that ordinary people would not be able to experience in their entire lives. It felt like he was in the abyss of hell.
At this moment, he just wanted to sit there motionlessly until the end of the world.
More than half of the nanomachines had been completely drained of energy. They did not even have the strength to return to Ren Xiaosu's body.
Half of the nanomachines on Ren Xiaosu's body had "died" in this battle.
Even he would not be able to contend against an entire human army equipped with firearms and explosives. Or rather, he could indeed contend against them, but the time he had was too short. Furthermore, he had to rely on external objects like the nanomachines.
Now that more than half of the nanomachines had been lost, the armor could no longer cover his entire body. If he got shot, it would be very dangerous.
Wang Yuchi led the other male students over to Ren Xiaosu and extended his hand. "Use ours."
Ren Xiaosu looked at them, shook his head, and said, "You guys don't have enough on you."
Yan Liuyuan said firmly, "Mine too."
Ren Xiaosu calmly denied, "I'll keep them to keep myself alive."
Yang Xiaojin squatted down and helped him wipe his sweat and blood. "I didn't manage to help you."
Ren Xiaosu shook his head. "How many of our brothers were killed or injured?"
Jin Lan said with reddened eyes, "More than 60 of us. We wanted to take that female refugee away, but she ended up committing suicide with Xu Jinyuan's gun."
Ren Xiaosu paused for half a minute before changing the topic. "Who's familiar with the terrain here? We can't go to Mt. Kushui anymore. There's a mole among us."
Everyone looked at one another. A mole? So it was because of a mole that their whereabouts were exposed and caused them to fall into an ambush?
Jin Lan roared at the crowd, "Who's the mole? Step forward!"
Ren Xiaosu said coldly, "Search them. This mole must have some sort of communication device on him that he can use to contact the Soong Clan."
But just as he finished speaking, one of the bandits panicked. He jumped out of the window in an attempt to escape from the steam locomotive.
But while he was still in the air, Yang Xiaojin took out her pistol and shot him in the temple.
Ren Xiaosu said coldly, "Continue searching. Who knows, there might be more!"
But this time, they did not find any more clues.
But Ren Xiaosu still found it hard to feel at ease. Not finding any communication devices did not necessarily mean that the spies were dead.
Those spies had carved a rift in Ren Xiaosu's heart that made it hard for him to trust others.
It was a rift left behind by Xu Jinyuan and the others at the cost of their lives.
They seemed to be safe for the time being, but the fact that Ren Xiaosu could not kill Zong Cheng was like a shadow looming over him.
His opponent was a vicious, cunning, and cruel hyena. This feeling of disgust filled Ren Xiaosu's chest.
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