Chapter 1 Apocalyptic Super Farm

Seven twenty PM. The sky was already dark. A trailer carrying the wreckage of a transport helicopter drove into the West Xinjiang Military Region. After parking the trailer, two figures, one large and one small, used the cover of night to head towards the military hospital.

In front of the hospital building, a large group of soldiers from the Mixed Combat Regiment sat anxiously on the steps. Some were pacing back and forth, others were trembling as they smoked, and all were uneasy about the life and death of their comrades.

The Mixed Combat Regiment suffered heavy losses this time. Including Yuan Wen, there were more than twenty seriously injured soldiers being rescued.

As the commander of the Mixed Combat Regiment, Wang Caijun was now terrified of seeing the doctors walk out of the operating room and stand in front of him because every time a doctor came to him, they told him the exact same thing.

"I'm sorry, we did our best!"

Wang Caijun had heard this sentence more than a dozen times this afternoon. Every time he heard it, he felt like he had been stabbed hard.

He was a staunch atheist, but at this moment, he was constantly praying to the gods, hoping that his soldiers could survive!

But things always went against his wishes, and this storm was even more violent and ferocious.

Ten minutes later, the head of the hospital came out and said a few words to Wang Caijun. Wang Caijun's face turned pale instantly, and he stammered, "Twenty-three people, all... all gone?"

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry... we couldn't save their lives..." The head of the hospital lowered his head deeply.

Wang Caijun felt a dizziness and leaned against the wall to steady himself.

So far, almost all of the more than thirty seriously injured soldiers in the Mixed Combat Regiment had died due to ineffective rescue efforts.

As for why the word "almost" was used, it was because there was still one person alive. Although Yuan Wen's vitality was constantly declining, she was still not dead.

"That little girl is really tenacious... we don't know what is supporting her to persevere for so long. Logically speaking, after such a big explosion, she should have died on the spot in the fire. It is already remarkable that she can hold on until now, but..." The person in charge paused, took off his glasses, and said sadly, "She is beyond saving. Continuing to let her persist will only increase her pain. Our suggestion is... let her go as soon as possible."

Wang Caijun felt a tightness in his chest and a nauseous feeling surged up. He gasped heavily, remained silent for a long time, and waved his hand, "Just do it according to your method."

The person in charge nodded, turned and walked into the hall, disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Wang Caijun turned and walked out of the hall, shouting to the soldiers guarding outside the hospital, "Go back and rest, I'll be fine here, go! Go all of you!"

The soldiers looked at Wang Caijun, and someone said, "Commander! We're not tired, we'll just wait here for them to come out alive!"

Wang Caijun suddenly became furious like a tiger. He took off his hat and threw it on the ground, widened his eyes and pointed at the soldiers in front of him and roared, "Didn't you hear me when I told you to go back? Get out! Get the hell out of here!"

The soldiers looked at each other, startled by Wang Caijun, but they didn't dare to disobey his order, and they all left with their heads down.

When the last soldier left his sight, Wang Caijun slumped to the ground, covered his face with his hat, his shoulders shaking constantly, and he sobbed and muttered, "Damn it, how... how couldn't they be saved? How... how are they beyond saving? I wish I was on the general's plane at the time, I wish I was...!"

Wang Caijun regretted it immensely. He was powerless in this situation. He was constantly blaming himself. If he had been on the general's plane at the time, even if he couldn't reverse the outcome, at least he would have fought for his comrades, instead of watching his subordinates pass away one by one like now, and he could only sit on the cold steps and cry bitterly.

The searchlight in the distance suddenly burst into a ball of electric light, and the entire hospital front went dark instantly.

If it were normal times, Wang Caijun would definitely send someone to check and repair it immediately, but he was in no mood to care about these trivial matters now.

What he didn't notice was that at the moment when the searchlight's light went out instantly, two figures not far away entered the hospital building from the emergency exit like ghosts...

...

Inside the ICU ward, doctors were removing the medicine tubes and breathing tubes from Yuan Wen's body, and as they did so, Yuan Wen's already weak vital signs showed a downward trend again.

"She's only in her twenties, right? What a beautiful age, it's a pity..." A attending doctor looked at Yuan Wen, his voice full of regret, "She's about the same age as my daughter, I... I really can't bear it!"

A higher-level director came over and placed a syringe filled with white liquid in the attending doctor's hand, saying, "Her luck is too bad."

"Luck?" The attending doctor's voice was a little puzzled.

"She originally had a chance to survive, but..." The director sighed, "Forget it, I won't say it, it's annoying!"

The director didn't speak, but the attending doctor was anxious. He repeatedly asked the director what had happened.

"I'll only tell you, but you must not spread it out. Once this matter is leaked, it will have too much of a negative impact on the top leader of West Xinjiang!" The director looked at the tightly closed door of the ward and lowered his voice, "Commander Fairs of the Kehan Kingdom is also being rescued here. He was more seriously injured than this little girl. I participated in his rescue, but he had no chance of surviving... but two hours ago, people from the military took something from this little girl's personal belongings, and then, that thing was sent into the operating room, and Fairs miraculously recovered."

"And what was left for this little girl..." The director pointed to the syringe in the doctor's hand, "is this euthanasia drug."

After the director finished speaking, the ward fell silent, and the doctor's face showed an angry expression.

"We have no right to change what the higher-ups have decided... execute it!" The director shook his head and urged.

The doctor sighed. He was just a doctor. The matter had already been decided, so what could he change?

He raised the syringe and gritted his teeth as he stabbed it into Yuan Wen's jugular vein.

At this moment, the door of the emergency room made a loud cracking sound. The door, which had three layers of intrusion protection, began to deform violently, being forcibly broken open from the outside!

The director and doctor were stunned.

A hand reached in from the crack in the ward door!

The one who broke open the ward door was actually a pair of hands! A pair of hands made of flesh and blood!

Boom!

The director and doctor felt their breathing start to quicken. As the ward door slowly opened, two figures, one large and one small, stood there.

A young man strode over, grabbed the syringe in the doctor's hand that was about to be inserted into Yuan Wen's neck, and crushed it directly.

The poisonous liquid flowed in his palm. He leaned down and looked at Yuan Wen in the sterile cabin, his face showing an expression that was both crying and laughing.

"You've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

The young man spoke softly, his voice gentle, "Don't be afraid... I'm Li Nian, I'm here."