NIP Chapter 134: Squad 1 escapes safely; Old Li falls into a coma.
Chapter 134: Squad 1 escapes safely; Old Li falls into a coma.
Without hesitation, Ao Qing forcefully drew a line across the pulse on his left wrist.
Pale golden dragon blood gushed out, but instead of dissipating, it gathered in front of her to form an intricate rune.
Space began to distort, and a five-meter-high, dark blue rift was forcibly torn open.
Fragments of space began to peel away at the edge of the rift, revealing the void passage behind it.
"Let's go." Ao Qing turned to look at Lu Yan, her voice weak from blood loss. "The Heart of the Void has detected the energy hub breaking, and it's forcibly taking over Father's body. I must stay here and use the Dragon Palace's grand formation to suppress it. The passage can only last for ten seconds."
Lu Yan glanced at the blue core.
"We'll come back to you once I figure out how to peel it off without damaging the original body."
Lu Yan didn't say anything unnecessary and turned to walk towards the rift.
Xiao Qianyu, carrying the Dragon King's Halberd, followed closely behind. Zhao Leiguang shouldered the tower shield, while Shen Xinglin protected Su Yunqing and Wen Yue as they filed in.
South China Sea.
A whirlpool with a diameter of over 100 meters appeared in the very center of what was once a calm, deep blue sea. The seawater spun wildly, emitting a deafening roar.
Ten nautical miles outside the vortex, three Type 055 guided-missile destroyers of the East China Sea Fleet of China were lined up in a triangular formation. The 130mm main guns on the bow were already raised, their barrels emitting a red glow of preheating. The close-in weapon system's radars were spinning rapidly, and the covers of the anti-aircraft missile launchers were all open.
Inside the flagship's command center, Wang Hai, commander of the East China Sea Fleet's Third Squadron, rested his hands on the tactical nautical chart, his eyes fixed on the soaring energy index on the screen.
"Report! High-dimensional spatial fluctuations have appeared at the center of the vortex, and the energy level has exceeded the warning line!" the radar operator reported loudly.
Wang Hai grabbed the red communicator beside him: "All main guns, target the center of the vortex, await my command..."
Before the words were finished, a blinding blue light burst forth from the center of the vortex.
Six figures soared into the sky from the blue light and landed steadily on a piece of floating ice at the edge of the vortex.
Wang Hai used a high-powered optical detector to see the attire of the group. Leading them was a giant carrying two shields, and beside him was a woman carrying a dark gold halberd.
Wang Hai slammed his hand on the tactical platform, making the teacup jump.
He pressed another frequency on the communicator, his voice booming: "Yanjing Headquarters! This is the Third Squadron of the East China Sea Fleet! The First Platoon of the National Guard has escaped safely! Repeat, everyone has escaped safely!"
The whirlpool on the sea surface quickly closed after the blue light dissipated.
Ding!
The South China Sea Dragon Palace Secret Realm is now closed.
A system notification flashed through Lu Yan's mind. He glanced back at the now calm sea, then turned and boarded the support helicopter sent by the fleet.
Yanjing, 300 meters underground, the highest command center.
In front of the giant electronic sand table, Li Tianshan, dressed in a crisp military uniform, stood with his hands behind his back and his back straight.
He has been standing in this position for a full forty-eight hours.
The red dots representing the secrets of the South China Sea on the big screen went wild, each one gripping the nerves of everyone in the hall.
A static-filled report came through the communicator from Wang Hai: "...The first squad of the National Guard has escaped safely!"
The deafening cheers lifted the roof off.
Li Tianshan loosened his hands that were behind his back. His clenched fists were full of sweat.
He picked up the microphone and brought it to his mouth.
"good……"
The word had barely left his lips when Li Tianshan suddenly lurched forward. He tried to brace himself against the edge of the sand table in front of him, but his arms had completely lost their strength.
boom.
The microphone slammed to the ground, emitting a piercing shriek. Li Tianshan fell straight backward, crashing heavily onto the metal floor.
"Old Li!"
The adjutant next to him was the first to rush forward, and the cheers in the hall were instantly replaced by screams of terror.
A piercing medical alarm blared over the command center. Red warning lights flashed alternately.
Less than ten seconds later, the door was kicked open, and four military doctors in white coats rushed into the hall with rescue equipment.
"Spread out! Keep the air circulating!" The attending physician knelt down next to Li Tianshan, tore open the collar of his military uniform, and pressed the defibrillator electrode patch onto his chest.
"Heart rate dropped below 40! Blood pressure 60/40! Multiple organ failure signs!" The nurse spoke rapidly as she looked at the data on the monitor.
"Prepare to administer a cardiac stimulant! Notify the general hospital to activate Intensive Care Unit Zero!" The attending physician was covered in sweat, pressing his hands repeatedly against Li Tianshan's chest.
The adjutant stood to the side, gripping his hair tightly with both hands.
In his early years, to cover the retreat of civilians, Old Li endured the venom of an S-rank monster in a secret realm, leaving him with irreversible lung and heart ailments. He has relied on high-level recovery potions to stay afloat all these years.
This 48-hour high-intensity command operation completely broke the old man's body.
At an altitude of 10,000 meters, a supersonic special plane specially approved by the military is speeding towards Yanjing.
Inside the cabin, the first team was taking stock of their spoils.
Zhao Leiguang laid the blueprint for the [Suppressing the Sea Dragon Rider] set flat on the table, rubbed his hands on his clothes, and then touched the edge of the blueprint.
"Old Lu, once we hand this thing over, our country's coastline will be a solid block."
Just then, Xiao Qianyu's personal terminal on her wrist suddenly vibrated.
The screen displays the highest level of red encrypted communication identifier.
Xiao Qianyu pressed the answer button.
The screen popped open, revealing the director of the military general hospital, an elderly military doctor with gray hair. There were even a few drops of blood on his white coat.
"Captain Xiao." The old dean's voice was hoarse, revealing deep exhaustion. "Old Li has had an accident."
Xiao Qianyu tightened her grip on the halberd.
"Old Li's old ailments from fighting monsters in the secret realm years ago have fully flared up." The old dean spoke quickly, "Multiple organ failure, his vital signs are plummeting. Conventional healing spells and recovery potions are all ineffective; his body has developed drug resistance and cannot withstand high-intensity energy injections."
"It's no use," the old director interrupted him. "Old Li's organs have completely failed. He's like a leaky sieve now; no matter how much water you pour in, it all leaks out. Right now, he can only be barely kept alive by an extracorporeal circulation machine, and the situation is not optimistic."
The light curtain was cut off, and the cabin fell into a deathly silence.
Shen Xinglin opened his eyes, and Su Yunqing covered her mouth.
For the First Squad, Li Tianshan was more than just the supreme commander.
Even more so, family members.
The deathly silence in the cabin lasted only half a second.
Xiao Qianyu ripped off her headset, strode to the cockpit door, and slammed her hand heavily on the internal communication key, her knuckles turning white from the excessive force.
"Pilot!" Her voice pierced the roar of the cabin air. "Requesting the highest airspace over Yanjing! Route change, direct flight to Yanjing General Hospital! Push the engines to overload!"
"clear!"