The distance of one hundred and fifty meters is about five minutes … Thirty-three and Kelan finally see those "humanoid things" described by Zeluo.
It’s a human corpse, but it didn’t turn into an erosion skeleton.
These bodies were dressed in the bones of the Ark Field Corps, filled with a lot of wooden fibers, and kept a strange twisted posture, as if they were embedded in the trunk of a fog perch.
There are thousands of such bodies everywhere around the three people, and they feel like they have fallen into a gravity graveyard. The depressing atmosphere immediately enveloped all three people.
"This is … at the beginning that lost troops in the fog forest? No, there are not so many people in that wrong root … Even if they are all dead, there can’t be so many bodies in this tower. "Thirty-three murmured.
Zeluo, on the other hand, manipulated and focused on salvaging several bodies that were close to each other-Kelan noticed that although these bodies were dressed in the field corps system, they could not find any identification or badges of their subordinate units.
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But when Kelan moved his eyes to the faces of these bodies, he found something chilling-all his bodies had the same face except one with serious facial damage.
This is a face that looks ordinary, so ordinary that you will forget that at a glance … but it can also make people feel a strange familiarity, as if they often have sex with such a person in their daily lives.
He’s a security guard at the gate of the headquarters of the hunting group. He’s a vendor selling kebabs across the street, and he’s also a ground crew in Hong Kong before they set off … Kelan can be sure that this face must have appeared in his memory, but when he wants to think about who it is, he can’t remember it.
This face seems to make many people feel disobedient … Koran found with some fear that there were many people with different identities but almost the same appearance when he recalled his memory.
Is it an illusion? Or is it that your memory has been inadvertently tampered with?
Not only the faces, but also the bodies are exactly the same shape, just like a doll pressed out of a mold.
These people … are clones?
Will the undead crew make clones or will this tower of Babel make clones?
One mystery after another is like a long string of knots … If you can solve the first knot, you can naturally solve it like a roll … But the problem is that Kelan doesn’t even know which knot is the first one now.
"Is this the second trial?" Thirty-three pulled a suspended corpse to the crowd and turned it over carefully.
Apart from the tattered field corps system of the corpse, the corpse did not carry personal belongings, and weapons and ammunition were also found.
"I’m not sure … Do you have any thoughts about these bodies?" Kelan asked
"To tell you the truth, I think these dead people … are probably the kind of’ clones’ you have been to before. They are like carved out of a mold, so they may be the same set of genes."
"I think so, too." Kelan nodded. "But if this is the undead crew, it will create clones. If so many clones with the same face join the army, I’m afraid it will lead to panic and unrest."
"What do you mean …?" Thirty-three took a look at Kelan, and he was sure that Kelan now guessed in his mind that things should be the same as himself, but he couldn’t say anything about this guess.
Because of this speculation, he even felt outrageous about thirty-three himself.
"Are these replicators not made in this tower?" Ke Lan said
"If this tower was made, why would they be wearing a field corps system?" Thirty-three first nodded and then slowly shook his head. "If Alpha wants to copy humans, just copy them directly. There is no need to give them these and the real thing is almost the same as the field corps system, right? This is not an imitation show. "
Thirty-three fingers rubbed a piece made from a corpse. Whether it is made of material or workmanship, it is exactly the same as that made by the real field corps. There are also multi-functional interlayers with puncture resistance, corrosion resistance, high temperature resistance and radiation in two layers of special spinning cloth-and most imitations in the market do not have this interlayer.
Due to the achievements of this interlayer, it accounts for less than two-thirds of this garment assembly.
This set of thirty-three is at least twenty years old, and he is really familiar with it.
He didn’t even look at the side label of sewing clothes. From some details, he could tell that this was a new era. The sixth generation of field corps produced in 937 was very accurate. This batch of goods was manufactured by Lee’s consortium flag textile factory. Because of their production, they made their own zippers, while the goods from other production lines were purchased through bidding, which was cheaper but the quality was worse, and it was easy to get stuck.
The zipper will get stuck, which is the main drawback of the sixth generation war. However, this problem does not lie in the fact that the Lee consortium processes this batch of goods. This batch of goods should generally be given to the first-line combat troops, and soldiers in other troops have to spend extra money to find the head of the logistics department to exchange them privately.
These bodies are dressed in rags and seem to have experienced a very fierce battle before their death. Combined with the damage of the bodies and the wounds, it can be concluded that they have experienced a "pure hand-to-hand combat"
It is purely unarmed, not only without guns, but also without weapons such as daggers and sappers shovels.
This is quite in line with the clue that "no weapons were found at the scene, and nothing can be used as weapons" …
For example, it was stripped off by thirty-three, and at least half of the twelve pairs of ribs of the corpse were broken by Juli. The whole chest was sunken to combine with the traces of clothing fiber wear in the chest, which was probably kicked in the chest by strengthening manpower.
Recently, this corpse has a lot of nail scratches on its face, the nose of the bridge of the nose collapses, the eyes are torn out … and this corpse is biting a large piece of "meat" with war fragments in its mouth, and a large number of naturally dried flesh and blood are also found in the cracks of his nails.
"Hand-to-hand combat to such a tragic degree … even in my service career, I have never seen it several times." Thirty-three sighed
The last battle of these people is whether it is scale or casualties. There are no numbers in many battles of mankind in the new era. Whether it is the ark’s suppression of rebellion or the battle against indigenous creatures and heretics after landing on Alpha Star is more intense than this-but the intensity and tragic degree are not synonymous.
There is no heavy firepower, no guns and ammunition, no sharp knives and combat knives, and even no stones and sticks … These people are like wild animals, killing each other with their hands, feet and teeth.
Even the ancient arena, which is famous for its bloody cruelty, will give the gladiators some crude weapons without making people fight each other in such an original way-the bloody scene of wild animals killing gladiators in the arena can make the high audience’s blood spurt and their kidneys soar … But I’m afraid that no matter how much people like watching gladiators when they bite off their throats, they will feel a chill from the depths of their bones …
"I’m really curious about what they went through?" Thirty-three tight brows have never been loosened.
"We’ll know soon," Zeluo said suddenly.
"What?"
"The body functions of these’ corpses’ are recovering … I think they will become our enemies soon." Zeluo said with a straight face as if it were a trivial matter.
"Isn’t it? ！” Thirty-three suddenly kicked out the body floating in front of him with a surprised foot
This corpse rolled several times in the middle, and hit several bodies drifting in a row … After this corpse stopped rolling, its original stiff neck suddenly lifted up and opened its eyes and looked at 33!
There is no black pupil in its eyes, and crimson bloodshot blood is full of this turbid white eyeball, and a dense blue vein suddenly rises in the corner of its eye, which has already dried up and coagulated blood, and blood vessels flow again.
"ZhaShi? Are these human bodies or those things called erosion skeletons? " Thirty-one waved his hand and only a dozen pieces of intact black flying blades flew out instantly, cutting off the black and red sticky blood of the resurrected body and suddenly shooting out.
"It’s not an erosion skeleton," Kelan shook his head. "The birth process of the erosion skeleton is random and these bodies are obviously’ weapons’ made in batches."
In just over ten seconds, thousands of bodies were "alive" around them … This scene is like a reckless grave robber breaking into a cemetery full of zombies.
"It’s a good thing that these guys can wave their hands and feet in vain and can’t get close to us …" Thirty-three said something like sensing something in the middle, and looked down at his face and suddenly changed "Never mind."
Not far from his feet, the ground was flat, and I don’t know when it appeared there, as if it was dedicated to them and these resurrected bodies to prepare for the battlefield …
"We will land in 30 seconds at most," said 33 urgently. "Have you come up with any countermeasures, Kelan?"
Thirty-three have dismembered several resurrected bodies with black flying blades, but at the same time, he has found a very serious problem. Although he can kill these monsters, he can’t stop them from resurrecting again.
Whether the throat is cut or the heart is pierced, or the crown of the skull is cut and the whole brain is ground with a sharp knife, these bodies can be revived after a short period of "death"-33 even tried to chop a body into tens of thousands of pieces, but these pieces gathered together and pieced together into a complete body again as if there was a magnetic field attracting each other.
And then resurrect.
"This thing is harder to kill than the corroded skeleton. If the corroded skeleton is cut to pieces, it is impossible to live." Thirty-three complained, "Let Zeluo do it."