Chapter 357: Salute to the hero!

Chapter 357: Salute to the hero!

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Crazy laughter echoed in the pure white operating room. The beautiful blond woman on the operating table covered her head and looked at the mosaic in front of her, her delicate facial features twisted into a ball.

"No! It's impossible! It's not true, my second brother can't even blow up an atomic bomb, this must be a dream!"

Hearing this sentence, the two human researchers next to him twitched their mouths. Even the atomic bomb couldn't blow up. I'm afraid it's not a wish-fulfilling golden hoop.

The two pioneers on the opposite side guessed what they were thinking from the facial expressions of the human beings, and one of them answered the two enthusiastically with a hoarse voice: "Just from the physical strength, this experimental body can only withstand the level of artillery shells at most. The attack, which is the intercontinental missile in the early days of your human industry."

"However, considering the special nature of dark energy in the super **** world, by using dark energy to distort the rules, it is true that this reproductive organ can withstand nuclear bombs."

The pioneer's explanation did not restore calm to the two human researchers, but their expressions became more speechless and weirder.

Lao Li shook his head, putting aside the strange thoughts in his mind and looking at the beautiful female angel with a collapsed expression on the operating table. Looking at the painful expression of this beautiful blond girl, Lao Li felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a hint of sympathy.

He reached out and patted the shoulder of the female angel, and said as gently as possible: "Actually, you don't need to be so sad, aren't you just a bull? This thing is not worth your sadness at all. From a biological point of view, the bull is nothing but a bull. The disadvantage of multiplying a bunch, especially at some point, will affect your judgment and make you lose your mind, which is the so-called sperm on the brain."

"I know your name from the data. Your name is Sumali, right? You see this name is quite good. It sounds like a beautiful and moving woman, which is very suitable for you now."

Lao Li could already imagine this beautiful female angel, gradually calming down under his gentle comfort. Accepting the fact that his younger brother is gone, accepting his current identity, and finally a gentle smile appeared on that beautiful face.

[Actually, it’s not bad to become a woman, maybe I can make my debut as an idol. 】

Then researcher Lao Li's consolation was not as he imagined, this blond female angel, to be precise, Sumali, who was transformed into a woman, became more crazy and more violent.

"roll!"

Sumali's eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was full of madness.

Losing his bull and becoming a woman, these things have made him a little irrational. Now this human being was sneering at him by the side, it was like rubbing salt on his wound.

God TM is better without cows, and it also prevents sperm from getting on the brain, why don't you cut yourself off.

"Death to me!"

Sumali raised his hand and waved his dark energy instinctively, ready to perform wormhole calculations and manifest his weapons.

A few seconds later, the operating room was quiet and nothing happened. The four researchers quietly looked at the coquettish female angel on the operating table who raised her hand in a daze. This situation was like looking at a fool.

"Why...why, why can't I perform wormhole calculations, it's unreasonable, it's impossible..."

All angels, whether male or female, go into deep sleep after being captured, sleeping both physically and mentally. This is mainly to prevent the angels from committing suicide, especially those female angels, and to do so without worrying about their little tricks, it reduces the cost of detention. These angels will not be allowed to revive until after the experiment, or when they need to recover from their injuries.

Sumali is no exception. He has been asleep since he was caught until now. His memory is still stuck in that war, at the moment before he lost the battle and fell into a coma.

Sumari's bloodshot eyes were full of disbelief and hysterical madness. He hoped it was all fake, but his body told him it was all true. He didn't know what attitude and mood to use to face all this, because it was beyond his cognition.

In the end, the madness and hysterical hatred took over all, Sumali, turned around and rushed towards Lao Li.

The moment he just got up, the hands of the two pioneers suddenly deformed, and the fingers stretched instantly, entangling Sumali at an incredible speed.

The blood-red tentacles gripped Sumari's limbs tightly and fixed her on the operating table. Sumali can only struggle constantly, but she is nothing without dark energy and wormhole calculation. That pitiful power, in front of the body created by high-dimensional energy and genetic programming technology, is like a baby.

"It's useless, don't make unnecessary struggles, there is no dark energy here. Don't look at me like this, we didn't cut it off, it fell by itself."

Lao Li looked at the blonde beauty wrapped in tentacles on the operating table, her face was very calm and there was no waves. The delicate and white body was constantly twisting, and standing here as an ordinary person would have long been stimulated by hormones.

However, in the eyes of the researcher, this is just an experimental body, a lump of writhing flesh. As normal human beings, they also have desires, but they have no desires during the experiment, which is the basic literacy of researchers.

If they can't even do that, they don't qualify as a researcher at all. Because most of the current cutting-edge experiments are more or less related to the soul, no one with a strong will and self-control as strong as steel is eligible to participate.

"In the beginning, we just wanted to use the genes of female angels to strengthen your male angels to see if it works, and at the same time to spy on the differences in angel genes. But what we didn't expect was that the changes in the genes also changed at the same time. Your body, and this change is irreversible, there is no way to stop it."

Lao Li began to talk to Sumali, as if the seductive body in front of him was not at all attractive, and even regarded her as a tape recorder.

Although the others did not start chatting with the experimental questions like Lao Li did, their expressions were also very calm, and they began to use instruments to collect the data of the female angel.

Hope this strongest male angel can bring them some surprises.

After a few minutes, the researchers collected the final data.

"Don't irritate him, Lao Li. For this group of male angels thinking in the lower body, nothing is more important than their bulls." The companion patted Lao Li.

"That's right, if a breeding pig loses its genitals, it loses its meaning." Old Li's words made Sumali break through and struggle desperately, making his face even more ferocious.

However, his strength was unable to break free from the shackles of the red tentacles. In desperation, he spit out a mouthful of saliva, hitting Lao Li's white coat directly.

Old Li looked at the sticky saliva on the white coat, and did not get angry with Sumali, but said to the pioneer with a calm expression: "Your restraint is not tight enough."

The pioneer opposite replied, "I thought you liked to hear him."

Then the pioneer controlled his extended fingers to plug Sumali's mouth, and the noisy laboratory finally calmed down.

"Put him in the dormant chamber."

The pioneer slowly lifted Sumari, who was struggling constantly, and put it into a silver coffin-shaped dormant cabin on the far right side of the laboratory.

After Sumali went dormant, Lao Li suddenly thought of something, touched his chin and fell into thought.

"You said what will happen to these female angels after they are sent back to the angel race? And if they get married in the future, what will their husbands look like when they know the truth? In the end, does this count as those little girls? Yes, Tanmei?"

Another human researcher shook his head and planned to answer these questions, Lao Li's bad taste was not a day or two. The two pioneers adjusted the dormant cabin as quickly as ever, and then cleaned up the laboratory, which became their characteristic, that is, never-ending work.

Lao Li continued to ask questions to himself: "If those female angels knew that these angels who had also become female with them might be the scumbags who had **** with them before, how would they react?"

The companion said: "I guess it may be rejected, and then sent back to the laboratory to continue to serve as the experimental body, but in their current state, there is an 80% chance of death if they continue the experiment."

Male angels who have been converted into female angels can indeed change back, just need to inject part of the gene of the power of the galaxy. And the transformation of super genes is a dangerous experiment in itself. Even if you can't make any mistakes when walking on a single-plank bridge, you will only have a dead end with repeated horizontal jumps.

None of the transgender angels in the current stereotype conversion experiment have survived. In other words, transgender angels are already defective.

For a creature like a pioneer, there is no rest, let alone entertainment. They only have work and research in their minds, and they are simply born migrant workers in the eyes of capitalists.

Of course, apart from the official government, no capital has the ability to hire pioneers.

At this time, an envelope-shaped virtual image suddenly appeared in the laboratory. Lao Li opened the emergency message and glanced at the contents.

"The head of the Angel Autonomous Region is so anxious to ask for this experimental body?"

...

Angel Autonomous Region, Autonomous Region Government, City Hall.

In a white room, all kinds of stools, chairs, and cabinets made of golden mahogany were placed neatly and orderly, and a huge black dragon flag hung on the wall.

A very standard government office, a discerning person will know at a glance that this is a place that only real bigwigs can do.

Hexi sat on the leather chair, tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and looked at the beautiful blonde woman in front of him with a very happy expression. The angel who followed was standing behind her with a very cold expression and eyes.

"What should I call you? Sumary, or Sumary."

Sumali looked at Hexi with a gloomy face, tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, and tried her best to keep her tone calm: "Hexi, we are both fallen from the end of the world now, should we let go of our previous grievances?"

Hexi smiled and said: "Don't put money on your face, I am now the head of an ethnic autonomous region in Daxia, a first-level official of the state, and you are just an experimental subject without citizenship. Although it is a bit ridiculous to say that. Tiger skin, I feel a little bit like a traitor, but I still want to say, take a **** on your own face, are you worthy?"

"You!" Sumali clenched her fists, her beautiful face was full of anger, and a few seconds later, like a Sichuan opera, her face was instantly filled with smiles.

"Thanks Mr. Hexi, what is your job?"

People have to bow their heads under the eaves. Although the cows are gone now, people still have to live.

Hexi leaned back in his chair and said, "Let you cook meat for the pioneers. Simply put, it's like what the army of your male angels often did."

As soon as these words came out, Sumali's expression instantly turned pale, and he knew very well what Hexi was talking about. He likes doing these things himself, but that doesn't mean he likes being done.

"Hexi, there is a saying on the earth that a husband and wife are blessed with a hundred days in one day. Don't do things like this."

Hexi's expression instantly turned cold: "Humph! Don't be disgusting with me. You won't do that to the pioneers, because you're not worthy, and Daxia's army doesn't have such inferior behavior."

"Then you will be my servant, taking care of my daily life."

Sumali's expression froze, and then his face was filled with joy, and he nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, okay, I will definitely saddle up for you like a dog."

"roll!"

Sumali walked out of the room with a smile on his face, the joy on his face made his appearance even more beautiful, and the passers-by were a little stunned.

Inside the room, the angel asked inexplicably, "Sister Hexi, do you just let that scumbag go, that guy is treating you..."

"Do I look like that kind of brain-dead woman? I just made him my servant, did I promise to give him citizenship?" He Xi looked at the door with cold eyes, but he didn't smile.

"Let him get used to this world with hope first, enjoy it well, it's better to be aware of his past mistakes, want to repent, and stand in front of me with a remorse, isn't it very positive energy?"

"At that time, he doesn't need to be my servant anymore, he's already capable of going out and breaking in. Well...not as a citizen."

The final destination of the experimental subject is the laboratory.

The angel chased: "What about the other transgender angels?"

Hexi said: "Send it to search for memory, if the plot is bad, send it back to the laboratory."

"Yes, by the way, Sister Hexi." The angel recalled something.

"Are we going to that memorial service yet?"

Hexi shook his head without hesitation: "What are you going to do? Are you uncomfortable? Although we have joined Daxia now, we will kill people after all."

Hexi looked at the ceiling and sighed: "There is no right or wrong in war, but people are right and wrong, and emotions are right and wrong. Angels have a long way to integrate into this place."

There is no right or wrong in that war, but a war between civilizations for interests. Da Xia killed a lot of angels, it can be said that 60% of the angels died in that war. Angels also killed many Confederate soldiers, tens of thousands.

For the result of the war, the angel did not have any complaints, and was even somewhat relieved. Because they solved the haze that shrouded all civilizations, allowing all civilizations to escape the end of being destroyed.

As for hatred, in the angels' thinking, hatred cannot make them lose their minds. But they angels don't, but humans do.

Daxia's human beings are the most rational and wisest angels have ever seen. From what she has observed, Daxia people attach great importance to their souls, so it is difficult for them to lose their minds due to their emotions. But having said that, the reality is not so ideal, there will always be some extremists, or the family of the deceased.

Before everything subsided Angels still keep a low profile.

...

A majestic square, some sit in the center of the square, a huge high platform made of black boulders. The high platform is round and divided into nine layers. The topmost layer is a huge black stone tablet with two big characters inscribed on the stone tablet: Daxia.

Pioneers in black military uniforms stood all over the square, neat and orderly, like scattered everywhere. Their bodies were as tall and straight as spears, standing in the sky, their eyes were like swords, and they were invincible.

The momentum of all the pioneers was vaguely intertwined, forming an unstoppable momentum that made the extraordinary people who came to participate in the memorial ceremony tremble with fear.

On the high platform, Xia Xuan also wore the same military uniform as the pioneers below, but did not have a military rank.

Everyone was silent, letting time pass by quietly. The atmosphere was extremely depressing and full of chills.

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Xuan raised his head slightly and slowly raised the rifle in his hand that had been abandoned for several generations. A manual rifle that can only fire one shot at a time and needs to be reloaded.

Hundreds of years ago, Daxia relied on this gun to rub all the countries on the ground and established the status of world development.

boom!

The sound of gunfire resounded thousands of miles, pounding everyone's hearts.

The first shot to chant.

boom!

The second shot of mourning.

boom!

The third shot of glory.

"Salute to the hero!"

Xia Xuan's voice echoed throughout the square and in everyone's mind.

Everyone straightened their waists, stared at the stone tablet above, raised their right hands and placed their temples, paying homage to the dead heroes.

One day in the future, they may also be given this heavy honor, because they are pioneers and heroes of the future.