The infinite journey of the original torture

If he was the team leader, he would definitely slap him in the face!

Need medical treatment for an injury?

Damn it, Iron Blood Technology's healing solution is too strong!

The neatly lined up war warriors are still putting equipment into the big boxes, and it will be his turn soon!

In desperation, Li Wei had no choice but to use more radical methods. The pores of his body continued to open and close, and the colorless and odorless black light virus began to spread among the team. With him as the center, it spread to every corner of the combat preparation room.

Predators actually rely on the dreadlocks on the back of their heads to breathe and dissipate heat. Even if they all wear masks, the black light virus can enter their bodies unimpeded...

A soldier of war took off his mask and shoulder cannon, put them into a specially prepared large iron box, and then returned to the team. The process was terribly quiet. In the preparation room, there was only the sound of equipment colliding in the box.

The squadron leader and the battalion leader stood in front of each phalanx, quietly waiting for the equipment to be recovered.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, there was a strange cough in the quiet space, but it subsided quickly.

A squadron leader left his position and looked at the war iron blood who was coughing. He only took a look and then returned to the front of the team again.

"Ahem!" Another cough came, which once again attracted the attention of the captain in front of the array.

This cough seemed to be the first cry of frogs in the pond, and more and more coughs sounded. The four captains in front of the team stepped back together, turned on their personal terminals, and began to send messages.

Relying on his super vision and hearing, Li Wei knew what the message from the four captains was, they were reporting their coughs!

Seeing the content of the report, he can be sure that the piece of flesh and blood has been found in a special place, and now it is estimated that it is going to screen to find out who is infected.

Maybe virus alarms are already in the works!

You can't sit still and wait...

Li Wei began to induce the black light virus that had entered the bodies of these hundreds of war iron blood to accelerate their growth, and the coughing sound gradually became louder, and many war iron blood became crumbling.

Several captains and squadron leaders noticed their strangeness, retreated vigilantly, and continued to report the situation truthfully with their personal terminals.

laugh!

The door of the combat preparation room opened, Darwin and the eyepiece appeared in full black armor, and behind them was a group of black unmanned robots, all of which were remotely controlled by Sangvis, who was in charge of medical treatment.

After receiving a report that there were a large number of coughing symptoms in Tie Xue, the two hurriedly completed the anti-virus quarantine, organized manpower, and rushed over without stopping.

The invisible and invisible enemy is the most difficult and deadly, because you can't guarantee your absolute safety.

After they appeared, the first fallen war iron blood appeared!

On the left side of the array, a War Iron Blood fell down abruptly, and then his body began to convulse. Something seemed to be swimming under the skin, and the crackling sound of bones was extremely obvious.

The unmanned robot quickly stepped forward to check the situation, and the eyepiece also dragged the small workbench to the side of the Iron Blood, and asked everyone to spread out as much as possible, so as not to gather in a pile.

The crumbling team began to disperse, and all the war iron blood felt a little panic in their hearts. They stared at the fallen war iron blood and watched his changes with a little nervousness.

Li Wei tried his best to find a place close to the door of the preparation room and lay flat, leaning against a battleship. There was no one around, and he fell down when the tongs spread out halfway.

Seeing the iron and blood of war fall one by one, he couldn't help but be amazed at the terrifying spread speed of the black light. If this virus has no conscious body to suppress the spread, it is estimated that it only needs to run around the airflow, and the earth will become a biochemical paradise.

Withdrawing his consciousness, he looked at the eyepiece that was fiddling with on the side of the small workbench in the distance. He was wearing a set of full-coverage armor, and his face was transparent. Through the transparent glass cover, he could see the standard chrysanthemum mouth of the Sangvis Clan.

He is drawing the blood of the war iron blood who is about to turn into a dead body. He seems to be a researcher...

The war iron blood convulsed violently, and let out bursts of screams. Two robots controlled by the medical staff held the war iron blood together to prevent him from moving around.

The eyepiece inserted the syringe into his twisted arm, and drew out a tube of completely dark red blood.

puff!

"Pfft! Ho...ho!" After the needle was pulled out, War Iron Blood, who was pressed to the ground, spit out a mouthful of thick, stinky dark red blood, which splashed on the robot that held him down.

chi chi...

The sound of corrosion came from the blood-soaked robot, causing the eyepiece to get up and back away.

"Ugh!" A large number of fallen Predators wailed in pain, and one of them got up from the ground, his body had swelled to an abnormally bloated state in a short period of time.

He looked at Darway, who was still standing by the door of the war preparation room, his face sinking like water, and slowly walked over there, shouting: "Da...Commander Darway, I, my body...is in pain, I ...you can help, please help me!"

The tragic situation of this war iron-blooded soldier made many of the iron-blooded warriors who were mostly of excellent physical fitness and had not yet started to suffer from horrified hearts.

That iron-blooded body...what happened?

"plague?"

I don't know which Iron Blood said this word softly, and the expressions of all the Iron Blood Warriors changed drastically, reminding them of countless horrible plague documentaries in the universe.

The Jagged Clan likes to go to various remote galaxies and planets to find powerful creatures to hunt and kill, and they are also the clan that comes into contact with all kinds of harmful creatures the most.

They are not brave or foolhardy. Every Predator who wants to take part in trials or hunt alone must pass the basic knowledge assessment.

One of the knowledge is to identify whether he is infected with a virus harmful to iron blood. Only after passing the test can he hunt among galaxies alone.

At the beginning, all the iron-blooded brains were suddenly groggy, and they didn't think of that terrible thing, but after this reminder, they just realized it later.

plague!

[78.Chapter 77: Iron-Blooded Nobles and Commoners]

The Sangvis began to panic in their hearts. The horror of the plague did not lie in how miserable their deaths were, but how aggrieved they died.

Every Predator will not refuse to die heroically in battle, but they are all afraid that they will be killed without resistance by a tiny life that cannot be seen or touched.

The warriors who could still speak looked at Darway, hoping that he would make their lives more valuable. In other words, please save lives!

"Stop immediately!"

But what responded to these expectant eyes was indeed a cold and ruthless warning.

Darway stared at the war iron blood staggering closer. The swollen and ugly diseased body made him feel sick. If he got closer, he would directly kill this iron blood who could basically be declared hopeless.

The Jagged Clan also has the noble class and the commoner class. They live in different environments, grow up in different environments, and receive different educations.

From the name, outsiders can clearly distinguish who is a nobleman and who is a commoner.

But the iron-blooded race is a progressive race that has undergone a revolution. After countless years of evolution, the discrimination of status and class has become discrimination of ability.

Darwin can communicate with civilians on an equal footing, and even follow his instructions on certain things, but it is impossible for him to retain basic respect for an ordinary soldier or an iron-blooded civilian with mediocre abilities of.

The nobles only recognize the truly capable civilians, and the incompetent civilians are not even counted as clan members. This is also a clear regulation to urge everyone in the iron-blooded clan to make continuous progress.