National Survival: I Supported the Dragon Nation by Hunting Dinosaurs

The scene shifts.

Just a few meters away from the operating room, the enormous Quetzalcoatlus was curled up on the ground.

It was too big, with a wingspan of over ten meters, and there was no way it could fit into that operating room that was only a few square meters in size.

Its huge head desperately tried to burrow under its wings, and it made a mournful whimpering sound from its throat.

"There's nothing we can do," Professor Li shook his head, his voice low and somber.

"This is a matter of choice. Faced with natural forces of this magnitude, saving even one person is the limit. As for Cangyu... we can only leave it to fate."

In overseas live streams, those viewers who had just been proven wrong instantly came back to life.

"Haha, it's good that it's dead! That monster was too much of a cheat!"

"God is fair! The Chinese tried to exploit a bug, but ended up sacrificing their own mount!"

"That's a Quetzalcoatlus! If it gets struck by lightning and killed, Zhang Li will be heartbroken. That's a huge loss!"

Chinese netizens angrily retorted: "Shut your stinking mouths! Have you forgotten how you were blown to bits last night? A bunch of gloating trash!"

Although they were verbally abusing him fiercely, all the viewers in China were on tenterhooks.

Everyone knows what losing this sky overlord means.

……

Inside the operating room.

Zhang Li sat cross-legged on the floor mat, the small space filled with a faint smell of disinfectant.

The place was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the devastating noise outside.

Through the thickened, transparent observation window, he could clearly see the outside scenery.

Cang Yu was less than three meters away from the window.

It is trembling.

The vibration traveled down the ground and even caused the operating room floor to tremble slightly.

Zhang Li placed his hand on the observation window; his fingertips were icy cold.

"Don't die..."

He said softly.

This isn't for any strategic value, nor is it for any air superiority.

In this cold-blooded world, this big guy is his comrade-in-arms.

Last night, lying on the dragon's back and looking down at the world, the feeling of connection between man and dragon was real.

But the laws of physics are cold and unforgiving.

On this mountaintop filled with strongly magnetic minerals, the enormous Azure Feather is the most conspicuous lightning rod in the area.

A flash of light appeared.

Zhang Li's pupils suddenly contracted.

Even through the explosion-proof observation window, the blinding light still made him squint.

Followed by.

boom--!!!

A beam of blue-purple electricity struck Cang Yu's raised back with pinpoint accuracy.

The high-voltage current instantly pierced through its outer defenses and raged wildly inside its massive body.

"roar--!!!"

A heart-wrenching scream pierced through the soundproofing of the operating room.

Cang Yu's body suddenly stiffened.

The body, which had been lying prone on the ground, convulsed violently under the stimulation of the electric current.

Its enormous, fleshy wings, large enough to blot out the sky, were now flailing wildly and uncontrollably against the ground.

"Hold!"

Zhang Li slammed his fist into the observation window.

He is a calm person, one could even say cold-blooded.

If it's for the mission, he can sacrifice his teammates, or even himself, without hesitation.

But this feeling of helplessness—being able to watch helplessly but doing nothing—suffocated him.

The thunderstorm outside seemed to be ignited by this attack.

Immediately afterwards, several bolts of lightning struck in succession!

This mountain, rich in cobalt-nickel magnetite, frantically pulls at the electrical charges in the sky.

And Cang Yu, lying on the ground, became the best conductor.

Continuous bombardment.

Cang Yu's body stopped convulsing and he collapsed to the ground.

Even through the sealed chamber, Zhang Li could almost smell the nauseating odor in the air—

That's the burnt smell of proteins rapidly carbonizing and charring at high temperatures.

The skin, which was originally grayish-brown, has now turned charred black, and in some places it has even cracked open. No blood is flowing out because the wounds were sealed by the high temperature the moment they were torn open.

Only wisps of smoke rose from it, quickly dispersed by the strong wind.

The live stream room was deathly silent.

The foreign netizens who were just making a fuss have fallen silent.

The scene was too horrific.

"Is... he still alive?"

After a long while, a comment appeared on the screen.

Academician Ma looked at the screen and rubbed his temples wearily.

"The voltage is too high." He said softly, as if he couldn't bear to make a definitive judgment.

"With this intensity of lightning strike, the thermal effect of the electric current can instantly cook internal organs and damage the nervous system."

From a biological perspective... the chances of survival are infinitely close to zero.

Coach Xu sighed, "What a pity. They coordinated so well together!"

The hearts of the Chinese audience were chilled.

"It's alright, Li Shen! As long as the person is still alive, we can catch them again later!"

"Yes! As long as the green hills remain, there's always firewood to burn! The greatest victory is that the shrine is still standing!"

Even so, that sense of loss just wouldn't go away.

Zhang Li leaned against the bulkhead, looking out the window.

The thunderstorms are still ongoing, but the most violent wave has passed.

Raindrops pattered against the outer shell of the operating room...

He took out a compressed biscuit, tore open the packaging, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Emotions are superfluous; survival is everything.

Now that Cang Yu is crippled, we need to consider how to get down the mountain.

Without a flying mount, this 70-degree steep slope and this extremely cold, oxygen-deprived environment make every step a death trap.

Calories must be replenished.

He quickly planned out the famous evacuation route in his mind...

I don't know how much time has passed.

The roar outside finally subsided.

The sunlight tore through the clouds again, shining down on the ravaged mountain ridge.

The air pressure valve is loose.

Zhang Li pushed open the door of the operating room and walked out.

A pungent smell instantly filled my nostrils.

Ozone smell, burnt smell...

He walked up to Cang Yu.

This is a huge piece of black charcoal.

In some places, the white bones were exposed, but they turned grayish-brown under the high temperature.

It lay there, motionless.

Dead...

Zhang Li stood in front of the charred corpse, still holding an entrenching tool in his hand.

He hesitated whether or not to bury it.

Although this place is all rocks and you can't dig a hole at all, at least... cover it with some gravel.

"That's fate."

Zhang Li chuckled self-deprecatingly, his voice a little hoarse.

But just as he was about to use the entrenching tool!

Suddenly, his pupils dilated sharply!

The all-seeing eye reveals...