Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 13 13. Fight to the end (2 in 1)

With the passage of time, the situation of the battle quickly became anxious.

The skeleton dog slowed down the reconnaissance team's retreat speed, while the ocean of skeletons surrounded them, dragging the reconnaissance team into the quagmire of a fierce battle with the fearless undead spirit and deadly bone sword.

As a criminal soldier, Li Nuo stood at the forefront of the squad against the enemy.

On the left and right sides of him are imperial soldiers, behind him is a seemingly endless stone staircase that spreads upwards, and in front of him is a skeleton soldier with empty eyes and a faint purple light in his skull.

Not only did he have to maintain a solid front and slowly retreat upwards, but he also had to be alert to the attacks of skeleton soldiers and skeleton dogs.

It can be said that he is in a state of using both hands and feet at the same time all the time, and there is no room for the slightest mistake.

A second ago, he swung his engineering hammer and smashed the skeleton soldier's head away.

In the next second, he had to push out the handle of the engineering hammer to block the bite of the skeleton dog.

If one is not careful and fails to keep up with the enemy's attack rhythm, his calf, arm and abdomen will be scratched by the sharp bone sword, and his own blood will be scattered on the ground and wall.

Blood oozed from the slender wound, staining the criminal soldier's uniform red, flowing down the clothes and trouser legs, pouring into the shoes, and soaking his socks and soles.

The ensuing problem is that the soles of the feet slip and the center of gravity is unstable.

The dizziness and tinnitus caused by blood loss echoed in his head like a death knell, echoing, echoing, until he died.

Li Nuo couldn't remember how many times he swung the engineering hammer, nor could he estimate how much blood he had shed.

His vision began to blur, beads of sweat hung on his eyelids, and the trance caused by blood loss came in waves.

He kept swinging the engineering hammer in a low growl, obeying his body's survival instinct to respond to the enemy's attack, and letting the pain of wound tearing accumulate in every corner of his body.

He felt that he was on a vast and boundless battlefield, with inexhaustible enemies in all directions.

He is like a flat boat sailing in the vast ocean, he either grabs the sampan and strives to survive, or drifts with the current and resigns himself to fate.

I must not die here, my time-traveling career has just begun.

Li Nuo shouted in his heart and forcibly pulled himself together, but within three to five seconds, he fell into a state of listlessness due to excessive blood loss and exhaustion of physical strength.

"Hold on! Support is coming!"

Sergeant Mars pushed aside the sharp blade in front of Li Nuo with the butt of his gun, grabbed Li Nuo's arm, and dragged the criminal soldier back from the brink of falling.

"Sir, there are too many enemies! We have to do something!"

A soldier in the queue shouted:

"Sin Soldier 888 has done a great job of awakening the undead, and we have killed some undead. But he is only a Sin Soldier after all. I mean, it is time for Sin Soldier 888 to answer the call of the Empire and accept the mission entrusted to him by the Empire." !"

Hearing this, Li Nuo suddenly felt bad.

The so-called "mission" is nothing more than throwing him to the skeleton soldiers, using a large number of biochemical baits on him to drag the enemy away, and ensuring the safe evacuation of the reconnaissance team.

If this scene really happened, Li Nuo felt that it was impossible for him to survive, and he would definitely turn into a puddle of mud torn apart by skeleton soldiers.

He reluctantly raised the engineering hammer in his hand and knocked on the skull of a skeleton soldier to prove that he still had the ability to continue fighting.

However, due to his excessive weakness, his hammer only caused the skeleton soldier to stagger, but did not blow the skull away.

Through the tactile feedback on his hands, Li Nuo knew that his attack had missed.

He wanted to prove that his actions had failed, and a trace of sadness spread in his heart.

Sergeant Mars suddenly increased the strength in his hands, firmly encircling Li Nuo's arm, and conveyed his firm belief to the other party:

"No! Soldier! I reject your offer!

"The empire raised us up and taught us patience, struggle, persistence, and hard work. When the sacred mission comes, we must accept the glory bestowed by the empire.

"But! Not now!

"Criminal Soldier No. 888 has proved to us his combat belief. If he must accept his fate here, then I also hope that he can fight to the last moment."

Sergeant Marrs' voice exploded in Li Nuo's ears:

"Have you heard, Jarvis? Fight, keep fighting! Let the flames of the empire burn in your heart, and light your way, until your body is reduced to ashes in the flames!"

Mission, destination, glory, empire... These things have no concept in Li Nuo's mind.

He's a time traveler, not a native Imperial.

For the time being, he has no time to delve into the memory of the original owner, experience the growth process of the original owner, and understand how the empire takes care of its people.

But he knew very well in his heart that continuing to fight with all his strength was his only chance to survive.

Alas, what a tragic start, why isn't the system I got a system that hangs on the sky?

In the end, I'm on my own

Li Nuo looked up at Sergeant Mars, nodded heavily in the other's piercing eyes, then held the engineering hammer and greeted the skeleton soldiers.

His attacks were limp and feeble, but he fought on.

The soldiers around seemed to see the flames of the empire ignited on him, and they deeply felt how firm the conviction of this criminal soldier was.

Who would turn down a wounded man who still had the courage to fight on?

Who would have the heart to deprive an imperial man of the chance to continue fighting?

Even if this person is just a criminal soldier, as long as he proves himself, he deserves to be respected.

Soldiers no longer discussed abandoning criminals.

Li Nuo's actions aroused their fighting desire and competitive spirit.

They have to use actual actions to prove that they are better than a criminal soldier.

The brave battle cries became louder and louder, drowning out the footsteps of the skeleton ocean, echoing on the cold and lonely stairway of the tomb, composing an opera of life and death without an audience.

Time passed minute by minute, like blood escaping from Li Nuo's body drop by drop.

Li Nuo felt his body was cold, his mind was fuzzy, and he longed to drink water in big gulps—this was the hallucination produced when he lost serious blood, which meant that death was imminent.

His blood dripped and flowed all the way, dyed the steps red, and paved a road of blood leading to death.

Are you going to die?

On Li Nuo's face hidden under the breathing mask, a wry smile appeared.

His grandma's, it's really unlucky to have such a time-traveling start

Deconstructing the core system, this thing is obviously not suitable for fighting.

Its correct use should be research, cracking, translation, scientific research and so on.

Going to the battlefield with such a system that is biased towards theoretical research is indeed a bit like "a man who goes wrong and regrets his whole life"

Li Nuo had reached the verge of deliriousness, and could only wield the engineering hammer stiffly.

Just when he felt that his life was about to leave him, a loud whistle came from the stairs above the reconnaissance team.

Li Nuo glanced back, feeling relieved, it turned out that he had retreated to the ground area of ​​the tomb before he knew it.

"Chirp~~"

The whistle-blowing soldier stood at the stairs and shouted to the scouting team below:

"Soldiers, pay attention! We have prepared honey bombs! You must leave the corridor as soon as possible, and we will cover your evacuation!"

Li Nuo squeezed out the last strength in his body, followed the squad of soldiers and ran up, and under the cover of a barrage of bullets, he stepped into the ground area of ​​the tomb.

Finally saved.

Stepping over the doorway in the stairway, Li Nuo became short and fell to the ground weakly.

The same was true of the privates and corporals around him, and only Sergeant Mars was able to maintain his standing posture.

Three bombs that looked like honeycombs flew over their heads and fell into the stairwell.

The bomb's fuse burned rapidly, bright sparks billowing smoke.

After a bang, the three bombs detonated at the same time, and the smoke gushed out, countless black dots flew out of the exploded bombs, and rushed towards the skeleton soldiers.

These black dots seemed to be bee jelly transformed by the empire, and Li Nuo smelled a sweet and greasy smell.

After the black bee jelly hit the skeleton soldier, it exploded again with a bang, splashing a large cloud of black muddy water on the skeleton soldier.

As soon as the bones of the skeleton soldier came into contact with the black muddy water, they melted as quickly as ignited cotton wool.

In less than ten seconds, such a large group of skeleton soldiers who made the reconnaissance team extremely embarrassed melted into pools of black muddy water

Li Nuo saw that the skeleton soldiers were melted away, and the last trace of fighting desire in his body dissipated.

His eyes went dark, and he lay on his back on the ground.

Just when he thought he was going to die from excessive blood loss, two medical soldiers in white military uniforms lifted him from the ground and put him on a stretcher.

A flexible tube about the thickness of a finger stretched from his mouth into his throat, and finally stopped at the epiglottis.

The medical soldiers pressed the airbags in their hands and manually pumped some kind of green liquid into the hose.

The green liquid wriggled through the hose section by section and flowed into Li Nuo's esophagus.

The desire to drink water brought about by blood loss stimulated Li Nuo, and he subconsciously swallowed the liquid that had no effect.

Where he couldn't see, green hard lumps began to grow from the wound on the surface of his skin, and the bleeding was quickly stopped.

At the same time, a warm feeling appeared in the wound, making him as comfortable as soaking in a hot spring pool.

When he was carried into the temporary medical tent by the medical soldiers, he unexpectedly found that his mind became much clearer, and he was no longer as groggy and weak as before.

He probably won't die here. Li Nuo watched the medical soldiers give him needles, drink water, and inject scarlet plasma into his body.

As the body temperature returned to normal, the feeling of dizziness subsided, exhaustion and drowsiness hit, Li Nuo couldn't help falling into a deep sleep.

Half asleep and half awake, Li Nuo heard footsteps approaching.

He opened his eyes slightly, and saw Sergeant Marrs who had just opened the curtain.

"Jarvis, how are you doing?"

Sergeant Mars came to the bedside, looked at the wound on the other's wrist, nodded and said:

"It seems to be recovering well. The special medicine syrup provided by MI3 has always taken effect quickly and has outstanding efficacy."

Li Nuo raised his arms, glanced at the green scabs on his skin, and then sat up on the bed.

Don't tell me, this medical product with biochemical mutation route is really good.

The medical combination of green potion and scarlet blood plasma actually brought him back from the brink of death, who almost died due to excessive blood loss.

And judging from the mechanical clock on the wall, he only slept for half an hour.

In such a short period of time, his injuries have been completely reversed, and most of his physical strength has recovered.

There is something about the medical supplies of the Tatis Empire.

Li Nuo briefly checked his condition, and looked up at Sergeant Marrs:

"Sir, how are the other three reconnaissance teams doing?"

Sergeant Marrs shook his head slightly, with some regret in his eyes:

"Similar to us, those three teams were also besieged by undead structures, and each team suffered some battle damage. But fortunately, we have found out the situation on the basement floor of the tomb. Sergeant Alvin is Formulate a battle plan to purify the basement floor, and it is estimated that in one hour, we will return to that area."

Li Nuo thought for a while and asked again:

"Except for me, are the three criminal soldiers alive?"

The sergeant was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect Li Nuo to care about other criminal soldiers

"One of the three criminal soldiers was killed in battle, and the other two were almost dead just like you."

A criminal soldier died. Li Nuo pursed his lips.

Although his responsibilities are different from ordinary criminal soldiers, from the perspective of consumables, he still hopes that his fellow criminal soldiers can live longer.

Sergeant Mars didn't know what Li Nuo was thinking, he raised his hand and pointed out of the tent:

"Come on, come with me. Before the official purification of the basement floor, you still have some preparations to do."

Li Nuo stood up, picked up the blood-stained military uniform at the head of the bed, put it on, and followed the sergeant to the curtain of the tent.

Before leaving the tent, Sergeant Marrs stopped, pondered for half a second and said:

"Jarvis, in the previous battles, my team members have seen your courage and conviction. In order to better fulfill the orders issued by the army commander, I think it is necessary for you to get to know them.

"I hope you don't blame the soldier who proposed to abandon you during the battle, because his proposal is a routine practice of the imperial army. This does not represent my attitude towards you, let alone represent my future in the following period. The attitude of the team members towards you."

Li Nuo nodded:

"Yes, sir. I understand."

Sergeant Myers drew back the tent curtain.

Li Nuo saw a group of soldiers outside the door, they were the corporals and second-class soldiers who fought against the skeleton soldiers together.

Upon seeing Li Nuo, this group of soldiers who had previously questioned whether the criminal soldiers could afford the glory of the empire cast approving glances.

Only one of them had dodge and shame in his eyes.

Li Nuo knew that this man was the soldier who proposed to abandon him during the battle.

At this moment, what Li Nuo saw was not a pig teammate who betrayed his teammates, but a qualified soldier who dared to make suggestions at critical moments and strictly abided by the combat discipline of the imperial army.

Li Nuo can forgive him, or pretend to forgive him, and then hold a grudge and wait for an opportunity to retaliate.

However, Li Nuo survived, and without relying on the help of the system, he fought to the last moment only with his own will.

Even Sergeant Marrs intervened.

In this case, Li Nuo has the right to forgive other people's speech mistakes.

Li Nuo shook hands with these soldiers one by one and introduced himself to each other.

When it was the turn of the soldier whose eyes were dodging, Li Nuo shook hands and said with a smile:

"Well, my performance is not bad, right?"

Li Nuo's smile resolved some knots in the soldier's heart.

The soldier took a deep breath and said sincerely:

"Your performance impresses me. I always thought that criminal soldiers are people who are greedy for life and fear of death, disrupt discipline, and a group of rats who waste food, but you let me see the other side. Please forgive me for what I shouldn't have said before. , you should not be left behind, you deserve the honor of defeating the enemy. I am convinced of your performance."

"I won't feel resentful towards you because of what you said before, please believe me." Li Nuo nodded with a faint smile:

"I'm Leno Jarvis, from Southern Metropolis Province. You can continue to call me Sin Bing No. 888."

The soldier shook his right hand vigorously:

"I'm Private Coburn, from the Eastern Province. I was a horseman before joining the army. I'm the only child in my family. Anyway, I'm honored to have your forgiveness, Jarvis."

PS1: Open a anti-splash shield wall: There is a plot behind the private textbook.

PS2: 4000 words will be updated today.

Before it is put on the shelves, the platform does not encourage too many words to be updated every day. Because as long as the new book has more than 200,000 words, there will be no traffic support and recommendations. Therefore, in the free stage, occasionally there will be a single update of 4,000 words. Please forgive me. After being put on the shelves, the daily guarantee is 6,000, and the condition is good to strive for a daily update of 10,000.