In the abandoned mine tunnel, warmth flowed through the walls. Da Vinci, who had been in a semi-conscious state, gradually began to show some miraculous changes in his body. His pale cheeks suddenly became rosy, like a dried apple that had suddenly survived the double torture of time and air, becoming fresh again.
Xu Le closed his eyes and frowned, not noticing this change. He continued to slowly and cautiously inject the miraculous energy into Da Vinci's body. Da Vinci's face became paler and paler, and his left shoulder began to tremble uncontrollably. It was extremely difficult.
The team members who had been quietly resting noticed the situation and dragged their tired bodies over. When Xiong Linquan's palm landed on Xu Le's shoulder, he suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. He smiled with difficulty and said, "I hope he can hold on."
"Da Vinci's appearance is a bit strange." Xiong Linquan frowned as he looked at the stretcher. "Why does it feel like he's more energetic?"
Among the supplies at the edge of the forest, there was a considerable amount of medicine. Hearing Xiong Linquan's words, the team members hurriedly tore open the bags and replaced the medicine that was being injected into Da Vinci's body.
Drip, drip, drip. The team members stared with wide eyes at the medicine that was silently dripping from the soft infusion tube. Their expressions were extremely serious and nervous.
Everyone knew that this was a critical moment. If Da Vinci could withstand the strong stimulation of the hormone medicine and withstand the pressure in his blood vessels and wake up, then his life would be saved. If he couldn't wake up, then it would be very difficult for him to wake up in the future.
After an unknown amount of time, the imperial soldier in the corner of the mine saw the index finger of the hand beside the stretcher tremble slightly. He cried out in shock. Then, to everyone's delight, Da Vinci, who had been unconscious for many days, finally opened his eyes and woke up.
Someone dimmed the light to avoid irritating his eyes. Da Vinci looked at the blurry face in front of him in frustration and exhaustion. He probably knew that he was still alive. His ash-gray lips curled up with difficulty and squeezed out a smile.
At this time, Gu Xifeng stopped repairing the equipment. She used her round fingers to hold a pair of thin tweezers and dipped them in some water. She carefully wiped away the dry debris at the corner of his eyes. She could not hide her joy and fear. She laughed and scolded him, "You really are the number two cockroach of Group 7."
The cockroach was the symbol of a cockroach in the traditional culture of the military camp. It represented an incredible vitality and would not die no matter what. Hearing this description, the pale-faced Da Vinci smiled tiredly. His throat made some noises, but he could not say a complete syllable.
Xu Le had already retreated to a corner and was wiping the sweat on his forehead with a towel. Previously, he had injected his True Qi into Da Vinci's body purely as a subconscious reaction. He didn't expect that it would actually have some effect. He was pleasantly surprised.
Hearing the word 'cockroach', he recalled the stories that Philip had once told him about the transformation of the three planets in the capital ring by the previous generation of human civilization. He could not help but smile. The earliest biological library was indeed comprehensive. Even such a small thing was not left out.
Paul and the three imperial captives were in another corner of the mine. In the last battle before entering the Biki Plateau, they had also lost one person.
The Empire and the Federation had been fighting for many years, and the hatred between them was difficult to eliminate. Although they had fought side by side with these Federation people, and although Xu Le had said before entering the plateau that this was the arrangement of fate and that everyone was destined to live or die together, the two sides were still subconsciously divided into two parts and rarely communicated with each other.
Looking at the lively scene, Paul lowered his voice and translated for his companions. Probably because they felt that it was difficult to understand why the Federation people regarded such ugly things as cockroaches as sacred, several of the Empire people could not help but laugh.
The tunnel was very warm, and the atmosphere was very good because of the occasional laughter. Paul looked at that area and hesitated for a moment before breaking the long silence between the two sides. He asked Xiong Linquan in choppy Federation language, "Then … who is the number one cockroach?"
"The number one cockroach of Group 7?"
The Federation soldiers laughed and pointed to Xu Le in a tacit agreement. Xiong Linquan smiled and replied, "Of course it's the boss. This guy seems to be unable to die no matter what kind of desperate situation he encounters."
As the most fearless stone, he probably would not be willing to find trouble with death.
Xu Le shrugged in front of everyone's eyes, tacitly agreeing with this statement, but he did not have the strength to take advantage of this rare harmonious atmosphere to say anything more. At this time, he just felt extremely tired and hungry as if he had returned to the battlefield of the past. As long as he squeezed out all the true energy in his body, he would turn into a gluttonous monster.
"Find something to eat."
He looked at Paul and said, "I'm so hungry right now that I can swallow a mech."
At this moment, Pearl's low and excited voice sounded from the battlefield infantry communication system. She, who was patrolling around the camp, found something interesting.
"Boss, you have to come over. I found a few mechs."
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The starlight on the plateau was a little strange. When it fell on the gray protective suits of Xu Le and the others, it was suffused with a strange purple, and when it fell on the black gravel, it suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Xu Le lifted his helmet and looked at the two charred and damaged military MX and a large excavation engineering mech in front of him. He was not shocked or disappointed by the degree of damage. In fact, before he came out, he knew very well that a mech that would be abandoned by the Federal military definitely would not have much repair value.
Of course, the so-called repair value here was the concept of normal mech repair and did not necessarily include him, the main designer of the MX mech. Thus, he did not hesitate to walk towards the three piles of metal garbage and began to climb up.
"The army can't leave the military MX to the Empire people. Since it did not self-destruct, it means that it has been judged to be of no repair value, or even possible to repair."
An NTR team member said disappointedly.
He had always been in charge of mech repair work in his original army and was very trusted. However, today, he found that his judgment was not supported by anyone. Everyone, including Pearl and Mountain Pao, was looking nervously at Xu Le, who was pulling something out of the mech wreckage. After a moment of puzzlement, they remembered Xu Le's identity and immediately shut their mouths.
"The repair arm is good. Both arms are good!"
Xu Le stood up straight on the mech wreckage, both hands holding up a miniature repair arm. He shouted loudly at the team members below, looking as excited as a savage who had picked up a large bone.
"Can you repair it?" Mountain Pao asked loudly.
Xu Le put down the repair arm in his hands, patted his butt and rubbed his hands together. He said with a smile, "I'll try."
"Won't they notice if you make too much noise?" Pearl pointed at the night sky.
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