Read Novel Full Chapter 608: Completely Making Peace with My Past Self
Chapter 608: Completely Making Peace with My Past Self
After the Americans suddenly raised their guns and opened fire without warning, they didn’t hear any response for a long time. So, they paused.
They took cover behind the Fire Seed Container and waited.
Ten minutes passed…
Then half an hour…
Morning arrived, but everything remained quiet.
The squad leader smacked the guy who had been on night watch and scolded him for overreacting.
Most likely, it had just been a sandstorm sweeping across the wasteland, mistaken for enemy movement.
But in their defense, the bandits from China were indeed a nuisance. They had harassed them several times already, so staying alert was necessary.
They continued waiting cautiously for another thirty minutes.
By then, the blinding sunlight rose with the wind and sand.
Another scorching, dry day had begun.
No one knew what was inside that strange container that made those Chinese bandits risk their lives to guard it—so much so that even headquarters had sent them over, insisting they open it no matter what.
They’d already ruined countless cutting tools and drills, but the giant container still wouldn’t open. Who knew what kind of material the Chinese people had used to make it?
But this time, they brought out their ultimate equipment.
After drilling nonstop for two full days, they’d finally managed to break open a small crack.
If everything went smoothly, they should be able to open it today.
The soldiers finally let their guard down.
Aside from the ones on guard duty, no one stayed alert anymore.
They rushed to cook breakfast—there was still work to do after eating.
As soon as they stepped outside and started moving around, Jiang Ning, who had been waiting patiently, smiled and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
She had given the signal—they all fired at once.
Several sharp gunshots rang out. A few American soldiers were hit in the head and dropped on the spot.
Chaos broke out. People scrambled for cover, knocking over cooking pots and equipment.
One of the soldiers shouted in panic, “Snipers! There are snipers!”
But before he could finish, he collapsed into a pool of blood.
Honestly, it had been a long time since these American soldiers had been in a real battle.
More accurately, it had been a long time since they’d faced a serious opponent.
Usually, just raising their guns was enough to scare off most survivors.
Even if there was a little resistance, a quick round of gunfire would handle everything.
But this time, things were different.
The enemies remained firmly hidden behind the Fire Seed Container.
Jiang Ning tossed a short-range smoke grenade. It landed precisely next to the container.
The smoke was toxic. Breathing it in would cause muscle spasms, dizziness, nausea, shortness of breath, and blurred vision with uncontrollable tearing.
In short, it was a biochemical weapon.
This was something Jiang Ning had snatched from the Americans in the Arctic—their own weapon.
And now it was being used on them.
One of them couldn’t hold out and rushed out, covering his nose and mouth.
Wrong move. As soon as he stepped into the open, he was shot down.
Staying put meant death. Coming out meant death. All they could do was gamble.
Too bad—they lost.
To be safe, Jiang Ning tossed another smoke grenade, this one landing even closer.
Not long after, two more soldiers crawled out.
They waited for another hour before Jiang Ning and the others cautiously approached.
As expected, a few of them were still alive, but they’d inhaled too much of the smoke. Their vision was so blurry they couldn’t aim properly—every shot missed.
There were 21 soldiers in total. Every single one was taken out.
Jiang Ning and the others were just as curious—what was in that Fire Seed Container?
Right in front of everyone, Huo Yishen pulled out a sensor and calmly entered the password.
The team was stunned. Their commander had earned enough trust to be given the sensor.
With a heavy click, the massive door finally opened.
Everyone worked together to push it open.
Inside were supplies, tightly packed and wrapped in layers.
From the outside, there was no way to tell what they were.
Huang Mao turned sideways and crawled in. After a while, he finally found a thick manual.
It was for a solar power system.
The whole box was filled with them, and they were high-efficiency ones.
This giant Fire Seed Container could probably cover an entire mountain, solving the base’s electricity problems for a long time.
After the excitement, there was deep thought.
If it weren’t for people like Zheng Weili risking their lives, this Fire Seed Container would’ve probably ended up in the hands of the Americans, along with those oil fields…
Behind the Fire Seed Container was the blood, sweat, and lives of countless Chinese people.
Their sacrifice deserved the gratitude of every living Chinese person.
They shouldn’t stay here long, Jiang Ning thought, and packed the Fire Seed Container into her space before loading it onto the transport ship.
Then, Huang Mao and the others stripped the bodies of everything—nothing was left.
They weren’t short of clothes or shoes, but they could give some to the survivors back at the base.
They also collected food, tents, a truck, and weapons.
The equipment they used to open the container was either kept if it was useful or melted down into scrap metal if it wasn’t.
Anyway, everything, except for the corpses, was packed into the space, not leaving even a single hair behind.
With the oil fields’ fuel and other supplies, the transport ship was packed to the brim. There was no more space left.
After a whole night of work without sleep, the team drove to a place where they could rest. They left two people on watch while the rest set up tents.
The two of them had their own tent. Jiang Ning, though incredibly tired, couldn’t sleep at all.
Her mind was filled with thoughts of Zhang Chao, Lu Yu, and the others. They had chosen to live in Fengcheng, and she felt genuinely happy for them—they were among her few real friends.
But at the same time, she couldn’t shake her worry about their prying eyes.
Huo Yishen noticed her concern. “Are you afraid they’ll figure out you have a space?”
That was exactly it.
After being reborn, even though she had gained special abilities, Jiang Ning, because of her harsh experiences in her past life, had built walls around her heart.
Even though the three of them grew up together, even though Zheng Weili had helped her before, who could guarantee things would always stay the same?
This was a world of natural disasters, a bloody apocalypse that turned people against one another.
She just didn’t feel confident enough to be completely open with them.
Later, fate brought her together with people like He Tianming, Ma Guangnian, and Chief Ling.
Adrift in the endless ocean, it felt like she was the only one left in the world. The despair and suffocation surrounded her.
That’s why, when she saw fellow Chinese people in trouble, she couldn’t help but want to do something to help.
It was Gu Tinglin who completely opened her heart.
He wasn’t a perfect person, but whether publicly or privately, he always did his best.
The family loss wasn’t his fault, but he had been doing his best to make up for it.
For the longest time, she had thought she didn’t need any kind of relationship—friendship, family, or even love.
In a disaster, none of them were worth a single loaf of bread.
But in the end, she realized she did need them. If she hadn’t met Coke and Huo Yishen, she might have ended up alone, surrounded by her supplies, tormented day and night by anxiety and depression. She’d be facing the cruel, bloody end of the world, and one day, when her will to survive finally ran out, she might have ended her own life.
But Gu Tinglin silently did everything for her, helping Jiang Ning reconcile with her past self.
She severed her past, hoping for a better future.
Having lived two lives, she had only a handful of friends.
Because she cared, she suddenly started to worry. When Zhang Chao and Lu Yu found out the truth, would they resent her in their hearts?