Resurrection Empire-Chapter 899 - 345: Different from the Rest (3)

Wang Qiao stared blankly at the scene, his face full of astonishment.

"What are you dazing for? Hurry up and get moving!"

Ren Zhong's angry voice echoed in his ears.

Obviously, the electromagnetic communication equipment in Ren Zhong's armor had been damaged, and he was purely shouting with his voice.

Wang Qiao snapped out of it and hurriedly ran back.

Once he was far enough away, Ren Zhong finally dared to fully activate the armor's energy.

The Corrosive Blade fell off from behind him and then slipped automatically upward into his palm under the magnetic pull.

With energy infusing, a sky-high green flame surged upward.

Ren Zhong's right hand swung fiercely again, and the green flame enveloped the blue fireball tightly.

The explosion sound caused by the collision of different energies was incessant.

A few seconds later, Ren Zhong finally sheathed the blade, and the blue fireball had vanished completely.

In front of Ren Zhong, only a dry scorched earth with a diameter of about fifty meters remained.

Wang Qiao hurriedly approached, only to see that the front of Ren Zhong's Red Blade Armor had been melted, looking like a candle beside a campfire.

"President Ren, this..."

Ren Zhong turned his head to look at him, "It's alright. My Red Blade Armor has self-repair capabilities; it will be restored to its original state in two days. Cough cough..."

Wang Qiao: "But you..."

Just as he spoke, the Red Blade Armor disassembled automatically, falling off Ren Zhong's body.

Ren Zhong fell backward onto the ground.

At this moment, Wang Qiao and others who had just finished cleaning saw the gruesome condition of his body.

Ren Zhong's front was charred all over, his clothes burned through, and massive burns were visible to the naked eye.

After all, it was a desperate blow from a Seventh Level Professional; the lethality was extraordinary.

Ren Zhong took it head-on to cover Wang Qiao, without dodging, receiving the full brunt of it.

Although he was powerful, his strength lay in combat intelligence, on-the-spot decision-making, and prediction.

Such direct confrontation was somewhat disadvantageous for both his armor output power and the performance of the Red Blade Armor at this time; managing to survive was already not easy.

Ma Xiaoling panicked first, "Quick! The medicine, quickly administer the medicine!"

Beside him, Chen Meng was the first to open his Heavy Mecha storage box.

As a Heavy Equipment Warrior, Chen Meng's armor storage space was the most ample, always stocked with battlefield emergency rescue kits.

But upon opening the box, Chen Meng's face changed.

It turned out that earlier, in the clash, this section of his armor had been hit by another Armored Soldier, and now the potion and nano-therapy robots inside were mostly damaged.

Ma Xiaoling first cursed Chen Meng, then realized her armor contained life-saving hormone potions, quickly ejected one, and injected it into Ren Zhong's scorched neck.

The gritty sound as the injection needle pierced the carbonized layer was heard by all, making their teeth ache.

Ren Zhong smiled, "Don't be so tense, I'm not going to die. Earlier, my armor's protective layer was only slightly burned through. Don't be fooled by my scorched appearance; inside, it's still okay. Also, the neck injury looks severe only because this is a connection point, so the defense is a bit weaker."

Everyone shifted their gaze, observing Ren Zhong's elbow, knee, waist, and other armor connection points.

Sure enough, only these places had the Biochemical Combat Suit completely burned through, carbonized and blackened.

Other places were only emitting the smell of cooked meat, still retaining a shape at least.

Wang Qiao collapsed softly, squatting to the side, his lips trembling, "President Ren, does it... does it hurt?"

After the potion injection, accompanied by the frenzied secretion of adrenaline, Ren Zhong's condition improved somewhat.

He nodded slightly, "Of course, it hurts."

"Then why did you..."

Ren Zhong chuckled again, "No reason, I am your leader; how would it look to be crying out in pain?"

He wouldn't tell others that he had felt similar pain many times before, and even had experiences of literally being tortured to death.

His pain tolerance had been forged through countless trials, far beyond ordinary energy levels.

Wang Qiao wiped his face, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

Ren Zhong: "Actually, I hadn't finished what I wanted to say earlier. I wanted to tell you that in this line of work, it's not suited to act with the mindset of the Green Forest Heroes. We have a fundamental stance difference with the enemy. Sympathizing with the enemy is betraying the comrades. You're new, and not used to it, I understand. But now, it's good as well; you finally understand why I had to kill those seemingly defenseless enemies, don't you?"

Wang Qiao: "Yes, it's either them dying or us."

"It's all for a higher goal. As long as the ultimate goal is just, some unscrupulous actions in the process are indeed forgivable. As for who is right and who is wrong, in thousands of years, future generations will naturally judge. As for us, once stepping onto this road, don't look back; just keep going."

Here, Bai Feng and Jiang Kai finally completed a fixed stretcher.

Everyone cautiously tied Ren Zhong onto the stretcher, then had Chen Meng hold him on top.

Ren Zhong then said, "Head northwest; surely there are still ambushers southwest of Chromium Carbon Town; fly straight back to Liao Yuan County using the equipment. Hurry up and don't mind jostling me."

After going a bit of distance, Wang Qiao, who couldn't shake off the guilt, couldn't help but ask, "President Ren, actually I'm quite puzzled. Since you said earlier that as long as the goal is just, the process isn't that important. Then, for your goal, clearly your life is most important. Why did you save me? It's not worth it. If that Armored Soldier was just a bit stronger, and you died because of me, wouldn't that ruin everything? Not caring about me wouldn't detract from your justice."

Ren Zhong grinned, "Everyone understands the logic, but when doing things, it's a different story. Just like how you might be soft-hearted, I certainly can be. I don't care about the enemy's life, but you are my comrades, it's different. Today's entire strategy was my decision. You trust me, followed me to Zhan Sha County, and I hadn't told you in advance that there would be deaths today, so naturally, I have the duty to be responsible for your lives. I am a leader, indeed, and my life is very important, but I am not the kind of leader who hides behind the crowd, letting others die for me. I will personally take responsibility for every decision I make."

Wang Qiao was silent for a long time.

He recalled a sentence.

Back then, when everyone followed Ren Zhong out of the Second Prison, then briefly parted ways, scattering before regrouping to discuss their plans, Hua Yuelan had said, "Although my contact with him isn't much, I can responsibly say, Ren Zhong is different from everyone on Source Star, worthy of entrusting our lives."

At that time, Wang Qiao didn't quite agree, thinking Hua Yuelan was exaggerating.

Now, he understood.