Chapter 804： Chaos (Part 2)

The right hand changed from a heavy hammer to a claw knife. Under the shining sun, the cold light bloomed like a flower, and the front armor of the armored car was peeled off, revealing the atrocious face of the commander behind.

The original coldness and cruelty have been replaced by cold sweat and fear, and looking at the young man's face is like looking at a demon.

The engine roared hoarsely, and the crawler digs the ground, spraying out a splash of dust.

The driver stepped on the accelerator vigorously and imagined a scene where the locomotive crushed the two obtrusive guys in front of him into meat sauce. But that is really just imagination, nothing more.

"Thank you!" Hoarse and weak, but an unusually firm voice sounded.

Facing the monster-like teenager, the young man did not show a scared expression like an armored car driver, but felt very relieved and calm.

Who made the strange-armed boy a messenger of justice, and who made the spirit of all things the host of the evil demon?

Who is the devil, the boy with weird arms and the driver with a human face?

This is really ironic.

Roy didn't say much, just nodded vigorously, then split his right arm into a tentacle, wrapped the two occupants in the cockpit of the grizzly armored car, and threw them onto the road outside the car.

He did not feel complacent because he saved the youth and did what a hero should do. He felt that he had realized his ideals and life value, but he felt very confused.

Who is the hero? In the film and television dramas, the people who help the weak and rob the rich and help the poor are they? He thought it was before and determined to be that kind of person.

But now, after seeing the decay of morality brought about by the progress of material civilization, and seeing the disrespect of life by people with force and power, long-standing values ​​have begun to shake.

The so-called hero is really as imagined, as long as he has power and a righteous heart, can he do it?

The armored vehicle has lost the power to move forward, but the blood stains on the tracks and chassis are still there, and the dusty meat is still there.

The corpses on both sides of the road gradually became stiff, and there were painful and angry faces, some facing upwards. Some fell to the ground, and some hugged each other, supporting each other and comforting each other.

The street corner was faintly crowded. The roar of the tank was clearly audible. The gunshots in the distance were sparse, but the howls and shouts were even more miserable and sad.

The young man clenched his hands tightly and watched the two soldiers in the pilgrim-class power armor fill up the guns on the undead civilians. Then he heard the yelling of the driver of the armored vehicle and hurried over.

Gun smoke circulated. The blood splashed on the ankles pulled out twisted marks.

"They are coming, hurry up"

The young man's back is very strong, but even if it is made of steel, he alone cannot be an enemy of an army. They are here to kill, use the guns cast by the civilians, take the lives of the civilians, and use the lives of the civilians to take away the future of the civilians.

This is not ironic, it is sad.

The boy had no head and stood in front of the armored car bathed in curse and death. As if dumbfounded, he didn't notice the soldiers coming quickly, nor did he hear the shouts behind him.

He remembered, but his feet hurt. He wanted to grab the boy's leg, but he couldn't reach.

Then, he heard the sound of heavy objects stomping on the ground, heard a stern roar, heard the roar of tidal waves from far and near, and heard a hoarse voice.

"Kill all those soldiers."

The green slime pouring from the top of his head woke him up. Two black shadows passed by, like a violent wind, they threw the two soldiers in power armor to the ground, and used their sharp claws to cut away the cold iron skin. Brought turbulent blood.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh

One after another black shadows passed by him, rushing away with continuous waves of thunder.

The two drivers thrown to the ground by the teenagers became their stepping stones, and the sound of broken bones and splashing blood repeated in his mind. Recycle.

Just now those two people used chariots to run over many dead and living people, taking pleasure in trampling on the dignity of life, but in a blink of an eye, they also became rotten flesh and broken corpses under those alien iron hoofs.

Retribution comes so fast

A large bug comparable to an armored vehicle walked past him with 6 legs, and the appendages resembling a human arm pointed at the tank troops rolling in from the corner of the block and let out a long roar.

Suddenly a shadow obscured the sky, slowly driving away the sun's brilliance, and letting the darkness reach this block in advance.

A giant beast swept across the square, its thick appendages and iron ropes swayed gently, its ugly head groaned and roared, one after another big green worms emerged from the large hole in its abdomen, and fell on the ground to become a beast. Green beads in the tide surged towards the direction of the tank.

A shadow flashed from the back of the tall building in front, and a golden eyeball appeared on the glass curtain wall reflected by the setting sun, mirroring a shocking picture.

The worms with fleshy wings murmured softly and passed over the beast tide. The dark tide in the north of the square is raging, with squalid mouthparts. While the large creatures resembling manta rays sway their fleshy wings, they spray out groups of black shadows and fall in a gliding posture into the urban area full of tall buildings.

Explosions broke out, guns blasted the sky, and giant beasts swarming over the top of the building gradually engulfed the sky of the entire city.

The young man took off the white cloth on the top of his head and held it tightly in his palm. The wind swept behind him swung it into a hunting and fluttering banner.

He stood up from the ground and looked into the distance with calm eyes, watching the flames of war go away.

If he were to see these ugly creatures at other times, he would scream and run away and hide far, far away, but today, he feels very relieved and very pleased.

On the other side of the city, people who were driven to the corner to wait for their death stared blankly at the soldiers who were thrown down by the aliens in the alley, watching them being cut through their chests with claws, blood and meat pouring out.

Just now they were still discussing **** talents for fun.

In front of the clock tower in the city center, people kneeling on the ground stared blankly at the armored car that was melting under the green juice, and listened to the tragic cry of the driver inside.

Among the ruins that were razed by shelling, a man covered in blood and dust crawled out of the rubble with difficulty, dragging a scrapped rifle and looking at the end of the street with hatred.

He couldn't find the Getter tank, except for a metal bump that was thrown into the fifth floor of a nearby building, and an anchor-like object that had shrunk into the horizon.

The rest of their lives don’t know what they gave birth. Only a few people think of something from the behemoth wandering in the sky, showing a relieved expression, and then lying on their backs in a pool of blood on the street, laughing heartily, or shed Touched tears.

The laughter was very wanton, and even the explosions and gunfire could not hide.

The cry was very low. It's like a contagious plague.

Heideke 6 is still shrouded in night, and only the flames from some cities illuminate this shimmer world, letting people know that the pace of war will not be stagnant because of the obstruction of night.

A corner of this large 6 southwest plain. Located in Cabrreto’s largest missile base, it can fire deep-space missiles facing the external environment of the planet, or stimulate missile strikes on a global scale.

When the flames of war that started from the Hall of the Palace spread to all six, the missile base did not follow Willis Mitte’s instructions to launch high-power intercontinental missiles. Implement tactical strikes on certain key areas to clean up locust-like aliens, because there is a rebellion and counter-insurgency, encirclement and counter-insurgency battle in the missile base.

About half of the battalion of soldiers from the garrison regiment belonging to the missile base became a battlefield in Dikaben. The senior officers received an order from the Leo military port to hold a temporary combat meeting and suddenly attacked and occupied several key facilities inside the base. Paralyze the operation of the entire missile system.

But after all, outnumbered, under the impact of soldiers belonging to the garrison regiment regardless of casualties. After all, the rebel forces were broken down one by one, dead, wounded, and captured.

Rebellion at such a critical moment is more serious than a natural death penalty. However, the highest commander of the missile base, Lieutenant General Harvey Imohammed, is a very clean person. He did not do it himself, but took it. The matter was handed over to a lieutenant colonel in the garrison. I took the maintenance personnel of the logistics department to repair the key electronic equipment so as to repair the system in the shortest time and help Willismit.

The execution ground was located on the beach of a small river outside the missile base. Harvey is a clean person, and Lieutenant Colonel Toby is a very particular person. After all, they were former comrades-in-arms, sending them on the road in such a place is also a kind of sentiment. Of course, it is the other party's business to accept or not appreciate.

Jacob actually wanted to end his life with a gun at the last moment. Anyway, he died, and died in his own hands. Better than dying at the hands of the enemy. Only at the moment he was about to pull the trigger, his subordinates prevented such suicidal behavior and told him not to give up until the last moment. Prince Henrietta said that someone would come to rescue them, and someone would definitely come. they.

Will someone really come to rescue them?

Of course, even if there is no such hope, since Henrietta let them do it, even if they take their own lives, they will not frown, not only because they are all soldiers and obey orders as their bounden duty, but also because of Merlot. You saved their lives, but the headstrong old man has already passed away.

Therefore, being able to die like this is considered generous and righteous. If you die well enough, maybe you can meet the old man on Huangquan Road. Although he has a violent temper and talks very sad, he is still a man, a man, and everyone walks on the same road. Not lonely.

Several grizzly armored vehicles were parked not far away, the searchlights were fully turned on, and the silver-blue light would illuminate the entire tidal flat as white as a day.

Jacob looked at the companions behind him with a calm gaze. He remained silent and did not speak because it was unnecessary. From the time they decided to do it, they had expected such an ending.

The so-called man, that's it. Even if sometimes you know that the outcome of things is bitter, there are reasons to do it. Some people are righteous, some are truth, some are dreams, and some are rules.

He does not regret doing this, and he also knows that those companions who have died or are about to die do not regret it either.

Toby ordered the military police to take Jacob and the others to the shore and kneel down so that their faces were reflected by the clear river.

Soon, their blood will dye this small river red, turning it into a bright and freehand picture, winding away and flowing eastward.

He likes to do things like this. He feels that killing someone you know is more exciting and exciting than killing someone you don't know.

"Jacob, I have some time to listen to your last words."

"I'm sorry, I don't have that habit." Jacob looked at the gently swaying reflection in the water, looked at the familiar and calm face, and Mellor suddenly appeared in his mind, thinking that if it were the old man, What do you think about when facing death, what are the regrets in life? Or is it a short and profound happy time?

Toby was disappointed because he did not hear the last words such as "Help me take care of my wife and children". It was a bit bleak or not perfect.

He waved his hand impatiently, and the military police raised their guns, lowered their muzzles slightly, and aimed them at the back of the heads of the rebels.

At this moment, a slight turbo fan sounded from top to bottom. Toby looked up subconsciously and saw 4 black shadows swooping down. The sound was also very small. I could not hear the screaming of the missiles breaking through the airflow, but when they When it fell to the ground, the flames that a missile should have burst out.

Boom, boom, boom

A wave of flames gushed out from the river beach. The gravel was like rain and the heat was swelling. The military policemen in the back row were directly lifted by the shock wave. Some fell on the river beach, and some fell into the river channel. The ripples disturbed the faces of Jacob and others reflected on the water.

As the night faded and rose, the riverbank was refilling, and the aftermath of the explosion subsided, Jacob shook off the stones on his head, shook his head, enduring the violent tinnitus, opened his eyes and looked behind him.

Those grizzly armored vehicles have moved their searchlights to the sky, but nothing has been produced. They just ushered in rows of light and rain splashed from the sky, crackling the car body, bursting into flames.

A slight turbo fan sounded again, and the wind blew across the face. Under the pre-dawn night two black shadows with a slight whistling, landed next to the grizzly armored car, and exploded twice. While splashing countless rubble, it also overturned the car body.

The searchlight flashed across the water, then illuminated the pale faces of the military police.

"Enemy attack!" Lieutenant Colonel Toby didn't react until now, and said in a flustered tone: "Contact the base and ask for support."

In fact, it wasn't that his reaction was slow, it was that the pace of the attack falling from the sky was too fast, so fast that people couldn't react.

Jacob and his companions have left the river beach, burrowed into the river channel in the chaos, lurking where the searchlights can't find, watching the battle on the ground quietly in the dark.

The river is cold and their hearts are hot.

It was supposed to be their execution ground, but now it has become the death place of the military police. (To be continued.)

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