The morning light completely drives away the darkness of night, exposing every detail of the valley to the pale sunlight.
The scene after the war was far more tragic than what could be perceived in the darkness.
The broken alloy barricade was twisted and deformed, stained with dark red and dark gold blood.
There was almost no intact land on the ground. It was covered with claw marks, deep pits, blackened burn marks, and large pools of semi-solidified blood.
The corpses of Blade-Toothed Beast and Red-Tooth Commander were scattered everywhere, mixed with the remains of several Human Race Martial Artist. The air was filled with the smell of blood that was so strong that it could not be dissolved, as well as the fishy smell unique to Star Beast.
Xu Wuyi stood there holding the gun, watching everything in silence.
The black training uniform on his body had a few tears and was stained with dust and blood, but most of it belonged to Star Beast.
The sweat on his forehead was mixed with a little splatter of blood, sliding down his cheeks. He wiped it off casually, his movements a little stiff.
The joy of surviving the disaster and the heaviness of witnessing the tragedy were two emotions intertwined, weighing heavily on my heart.
"Each department will count the number of people and rescue the wounded! The logistics team will enter the scene immediately!"
A loud but hoarse command voice sounded, breaking the brief silence of the battlefield.
From the direction of the entrance to the valley, heavy and orderly footsteps could be heard.
Groups of soldiers wearing dark gray combat uniforms and "Dongjiang Garrison Corps" armbands ran into the combat zone.
They are well trained and quickly divided into arrays:
Medics rushed to the wounded with stretchers and first-aid kits;
Engineers began to inspect and reinforce the remaining defense lines;
A specialized recycling team began to process Star Beast's body, cutting and packaging those parts that were still valuable.
The official force of order began to take over this land that had just experienced bloody chaos.
Tang Xiuqi did not leave immediately, but stood there, his eyes sweeping over the body of his comrade who was being restrained, his eyes as silent as a deep pool.
The fourth senior brother followed closely beside him, still wary, but looking at his senior brother more worriedly.
Deputy Director Li was limping over with the support of a soldier. His left shoulder was covered with a thick bandage, blood was oozing out, and there were a few scratches on his face, but he was in good spirits.
He came to Tang Xiuqi, solemnly saluted with clasped fists, and said in a dry voice, "Thank you Master Tang for your timely help, otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous."
Tang Xiuqi nodded slightly and said in a calm voice, "It's a matter of responsibility. How is Director Li's injury?"
"The flesh wound is not a problem." Deputy Director Li shook his head, then looked at the crack that had been temporarily imprisoned by the rune Sword Qi and was still twisting and shrinking slightly, and said worriedly, "This crack..."
"I have temporarily blocked its expansion trend, but the root cause has not been eliminated and still needs to be reinforced." Tang Xiuqi said, "The "Space Stabilizer" of the garrison should be arriving soon. With the rune formation, it can be re-anchored and gradually closed."
As if to confirm his words, a low roar of engines was heard in the air.
Three medium-sized transport shuttles painted in military green passed over the ridge and landed slowly in the designated area.
The hatch opened, more soldiers poured out, and at the same time, they moved down metal instruments with complex structures and shining blue light.
The leading officer quickly ran to Deputy Director Li, saluted and reported.
Soon, the equipment known as "Space Stabilizer" was placed at a specific location around the crack, and the soldiers and accompanying staff began to debug it nervously.
Tang Xiuqi did not interfere in the specific affairs. He walked to a relatively clean open space aside, sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
The fourth senior brother was like the most loyal guard, standing two steps away.
Xu Wuyi put away Long Spear and wrapped it again in a cloth cover.
He did not approach the core area, but began to walk back along the B3 Zone defense line, his eyes searching among the busy crowd and the bodies on the ground.
He saw Zhao Tie.
The bald middle-aged man sat on a stone and allowed the medical soldiers to debridement and suture a bone-deep wound on his arm.
He gritted his teeth, veins popped out on his forehead, but remained silent.
Seeing Xu Wuyi approaching, he grinned and wanted to smile, but the wound on his face was pulled, and his expression was a little distorted.
"Captain Xu... it's okay." Zhao Tie said hoarsely.
"How are you?" Xu Wuyi asked.
"I can't die." Zhao Tie took a breath of air and watched the medical soldier sew the last stitch.
"Damn, this beast's claws are so sharp... The Wu family's second brother was gone, and was disemboweled by a commander. Old Chen shot all the arrows, grabbed a knife and fought with it, broke his arm, and was rescued."
"Lin Wei injured his spine, I'm afraid... it will be difficult in the future. There are three newcomers, Little Wang can't hold on."
His tone was very calm, not even ups and downs, but every word seemed to be soaked in blood and heavy.
Xu Wuyi nodded silently.
He remembered the Wu brother who used a knife. He didn't talk much, but his knife was very stable.
I also remember that Little Wang who was pale but tried hard to hold the weapon when he went on a mission for the first time.
Federation There are many social Martial Artists, some of whom graduated from ordinary martial arts universities, and some did not even enter martial arts at all.
But they are still walking on the road of martial arts. Under the surface of Federation's stability and peace, in fact, there may be battlefields everywhere.
And it is precisely these many ordinary people, ordinary Martial Artist, that support the huge Federation.
"Team Xu." Zhao Tie raised his head and looked at Xu Wuyi with bloodshot eyes, "If it weren't for you today, there might not be a single person left in our team. I, Zhao Tie, owe you my life."
Xu Wuyi shook his head. "It is everyone's credit to hold the line of defense."
He didn't say anything more, patted Zhao Tie's uninjured shoulder and continued walking forward.
He saw Brother Wu.
The silent man squatted in front of a corpse covered with white cloth, his back straight and motionless, as if he had turned into stone.
Xu Wuyi walked past him without disturbing him.
One after another, survivors were helped or carried to temporary medical points set up behind the scenes.
Moans, suppressed cries, and the urgent instructions of medical staff were mixed together.
Xu Wuyi's heart sank a little bit.
He quickened his pace and searched more eagerly.
Finally, in an open space near the temporary command post, he saw two familiar figures.
Wang Wenhai was sitting next to an ammunition box, his shirt dropped to his waist, revealing his muscular upper body.
There was a ferocious laceration under his ribs on the right side. The skin was turned out and the bones were visible. Zhou Yun was half-kneeling in front of him, carefully cleaning the wound with disinfectant.
Her left arm was also hung on her chest with a bandage, and a piece of gauze was attached to her forehead. Her face was a little pale, but the movements of her hands were still steady and fast.
Wang Wenhai grimaced in pain, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat, but he still said harshly, "Take it easy... Teacher Zhou, your hands are stronger than Blade-Toothed Beast's claws..."
Zhou Yun ignored him and just pressed the cotton swab dipped in the liquid solution harder.
"Hiss--!" Wang Wenhai gasped.
"You deserve it." Zhou Yun said coldly, "Who asked you to accept the head-on collision of the leader? Do you think you are still twenty years old?"
"Isn't that an emergency..." Wang Wenhai muttered. He raised his eyes and saw Xu Wuyi walking over. His eyes suddenly lit up and he ignored the pain, "A-Yi! This way!"