OBS Chapter 1399 Chaos Front
Chapter 1399 Chaos Front
Chapter 1399 Chaos Front
Even though Lu Ping'an had assessed the intensity of the battle on the front line and even watched many broadcasts, when he actually reached the edge of the battlefield, he still felt a little reluctant.
“Too many lives are passing away.”
There was no wailing, no screaming. As I walked into the outskirts of the military camp, I could faintly hear low crying, and the eyes of those passing by were all numb.
If someone lost an arm, he was considered disabled? Then what about someone who only had half of his body left and was still crawling on the ground? When those two eyes were fixed on Lu Ping'an, even Lu Ping'an was somewhat shocked.
"Extension"
The outstretched hand has stopped at a certain point. Countless lives are passing away and wailing. If they see a "miracle", everyone will pray for this limited miracle. The most fatal thing is that it is probably just false comfort and a more deadly reprieve.
There are injuries everywhere here, but there is a lack of the most basic treatment. Even if Lu Ping'an delays and forcibly saves his wounds, who will provide the follow-up treatment? Even a one-sixth wound is still fatal in this world.
Even if you survive it, the next "delayed wound" will still be fatal.
At this moment, Lu Ping'an was certain that the prerequisite for his deferred payment to be effective was to have a reliable logistical and medical support capability.
In this world, in the area lacking sufficient healing power, cannon fodder is thrown up to attract fire. In the eyes of some people, they are much cheaper than the opponent's ammunition, and it would be even more worthwhile if they can consume the ability of the opponent's extraordinary people.
"Why is there no doctor?" Lu Ping'an had been walking in the camp for more than ten minutes and had not seen a single person in a white coat or even a nurse.
"There were a few times when the battle started and the soldiers ran out of medicine within a few days. Besides, medicine is much more valuable than these cannon fodders."
Lu Ping'an's inquiry received a rather cruel response.
A professional healer? That's impossible. There is a limit to the use of supernatural powers. With this level of consumption, even a rule-level healer would be scrapped in two days.
Lu Ping'an asked a few questions casually and found out that most of those who filled in the line were volunteers. Although it was cruel, the money that could be exchanged for one person/three months of service could allow them to realize the life of their dreams.
"It's better than dying of starvation in a corner, worthless."
Slaves, mercenaries, civilians with wooden spears, disaster victims, avengers, etc., too many people who have nowhere else to go have chosen this path.
Lu Ping'an closed his eyes, but the Eye of Truth told him that there were at least thousands of lives struggling to survive within several kilometers around him. These were actually the lucky ones, who were able to come down from the battlefield alive and were judged to have lost their value and did not have to continue filling the line.
And some of them had apparently lost the ability to return to the rear.
“This is already a mercy.”
When Lu Ping'an heard this at first, he was a little surprised, but when he really understood the situation on the scene, he found that it seemed to be true.
War is not something that happens in just one or two years. The bloody battle that accelerated over ten years is not all that happens. Even in the long history of this planet, history without war is a very rare occurrence.
The long and bloody battle had long worn away the humanity of both sides. Being able to evacuate the wounded was already a "virtuous policy" after the Easterners began to take control of the front line.
"Snapped!"
Lu Ping'an snapped his fingers lightly, and a "Tree of Redemption" slowly rose up.
As soon as it appeared, it lit up the night sky, and countless fireflies continued to fall.
".Redemption."
Under Lu Ping'an's will, the tree twisted violently, as if resisting something, and seemed to be wailing.
But the next moment, the fireflies in the sky turned a little bloodier.
The wounded who came into contact with the flowers looked much better. The next moment, countless wounded were scrambling for the flowers like crazy, and some of them were biting those who were blocking their way with their only movable mouths.
Lu Ping'an sighed. He didn't know whether this was a good thing or not.
Lu Ping'an's "life programming" turns this light tree into a "colander of life". These "fruits" will have a certain degree of medical and self-healing effects.
This is Lu Ping'an's "kindness", even if he himself feels it is hypocritical. Faced with the demise of countless lives, there is very little that an individual can do. If this "medicine" is really spread out, it will even be difficult to relieve the pain of fatal injuries.
".We may need more pharmaceutical factories in the back. Perhaps I can also add medical drugs to the investment project."
The next moment, he shook his head, because he estimated that even if the medicine was produced, most of it would be beyond the ability of the "cannon fodder" in front of him to afford it.
Want to make it cheap? Putting aside the difficulty, can the cannon fodder here really afford cabbage?
When the world is in a state of disarray, it is extremely difficult to change anything.
This is just a corner of the cruel battlefield of the plane, which even the veterans are too lazy to mention. It’s just that Lu has been doing business in the rear and deliberately avoided the cruelty on the front line.
"That may not be the case. The battlefield here is also the most special and the most tragic one."
Lu Ping'an certainly knew that this place was quite special. After all, he had been here.
"Haha, you mean 'Bon voyage'? It's true that heroes are born young. Have you eaten? How about some together?"
As soon as he entered the tent, Lu Ping'an heard warm greetings.
In front of a platter of roasted animal meat, a big man covered in animal skins was feasting on it.
Just met, I invited Lu Ping'an to eat together.
"I'll eat it and come over, then you're welcome."
After just one look, Lu Ping'an gave up his intention to be polite and tore off a piece of barbecue that was still stained with blood.
".tasty."
[Eat the grilled wonton dragon (lower gold rank) to slightly increase your physical strength.]
After reading the instructions, Lu Ping'an nodded with satisfaction. He was indeed an eighth-level gourmet. Even someone of his level could get a significant increase.
Of course, if you are not strong enough, this thing will be extremely poisonous.
"I feel relieved now that you're here. Let me tell you, the bastards on the other side are very troublesome. Not only are they impossible to kill, but they're also poisonous."
Although the name and title of "The Strongest Right Arm in History" Shi Xiaoyou make people want to complain, the standard combination of an eighth-level gourmet and chef, coupled with a few suitable combat professions, is definitely the most desperate battlefield weapon.
Wherever there is such a being, the battle line is naturally the most intense. But he has been fighting here for more than four months and he really can't stand it anymore.
"Okay, this thing is a token, the local commander's communicator, that's about it."
At this time, Xiao You completed the handover in two or three steps.
"You can listen to the commander's orders if you want to, or ignore them if you want."
"The big one and three small ones on the opposite side are bullying us. Be careful of their tails, they are very poisonous."
"You can intervene and give orders if you want. It doesn't matter if we fail. Just protect yourself."
If the above nonsense can be regarded as a handover, he was quite efficient. He finished the meat in no time and ran away with the package.
".Uh, not really?"
"He's afraid that you'll drag him to the battlefield, and he's also afraid that the other side will attack at this time."
A very realistic reason. If the enemy attacks at this time, he might be dragged onto the battlefield.
Lu Ping'an sighed. Fortunately, the other party still had some conscience and gave a work record of the handover.
"Hold on, keep communications open, fight if you can, run if you can't."
This seems to be Lu Ping'an's next job content.
"Huh? There's more content."
But the eye of truth sees the invisible word composed of "pollution".
"There are three big guys and one small one on the opposite side. The little red one is stubborn, so don't be stupid enough to fight her. The other three are quite sensible. Remember not to attack in the middle of the night, or they will get scared."
Well, you guys are still playing in sync.
(End of this chapter)