Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the top of the majestic mountain and looked into the distance. Heavy caliber shells roared in the air, scattered and dreary, making a thunderbolt like sound dozens of kilometers away. If not for the flash of fire, he thought it was the dull thunder of the dark clouds. The flashing fire was like watching fireworks across the mountain. The continuous dull thunder indicated that a terrible rainstorm was coming, If the line of fire dozens of kilometers away can't stop the Haizu.
Up to now, the east coast is still pouring out of the sea. Tens of thousands of sea people are chasing after human beings through thousands of kilometers of roads. They can vaguely hear gunshots, fighting and screams from the roaring wind. Sometimes Zhang Xiaoqiang hates why he has such sensitive facial features and can see the huge mutant sea animals dozens of kilometers away, The biggest enemy of mankind is not the sea people, but these thick skinned sea animals. As long as the sea animals break through a defense line, the following sea people can make the whole defense line collapse, and humans dare not let the sea people bypass behind them.
The self-propelled gun hidden in the mountain was firing again, and the sound of the gun was far from as neat as before. The shelling directed by Yang Ke'er had gradually reached the point of no rice to cook. In a month, even if it was saved, it was also to the point of no ammunition and no food. Not only the shells, but also the bullets left in the front line. As for the missiles, they were all smashed on the head of the mutant beast.
Zhang Xiaoqiang shakes in the mountain wind, not because of the cold of his body, but because of his heart. At the foot of the mountain, vehicles full of wounded people are like carp crossing the river. Many soldiers break their hands and feet, and blood flows into the body of the vehicle. It drips down the gap when the vehicle is driving, and the scattered blood lines gather with countless blood lines on the ground, It forms the bloody road of the river. The dazzling bright red will soak the gravel ground that has been dry for many years. Under the rolling of the wheels, it is like a rotten mud road. On both sides of the motorcade, the endless marching troops step on the black red mud and go to the front line. The poorly equipped army has no vigor and vitality, and is silent like a zombie.
These soldiers who can't even get their uniform together are recruited from the men who have withdrawn to the rear. They don't have enough weapons. Only three of them have a rifle. Only ten of them can get a set of protective uniforms. One hundred of them can't be equipped with a heavy machine gun. They have no training or movement. Some of them have only imminent life and death crisis, These excellent workers, who were busy in the factory a month ago, walked bleakly on both sides of the team, staring at the vehicles passing by them.
Half of the vehicles were suspended with stretchers like hammocks. The beds were not enough. The stretchers were like ripe fruits hanging all around the vehicle body. One by one, the wounded people were crying and wailing in the bumping of the vehicle, tearing their wounds and dripping blood on the ground. From time to time, some people broke their last breath in pain, and the bodies and the wounded swayed together on the vehicle body, On the hood of some vehicles is the operating table. On the co driver's seat, the medical soldiers who are like blood people perform amputation for the wounded with simple instruments in their hands. The blood is like raindrops pouring on the driver's head, and the blood with low hair is like a stream. In the roar of the wounded's heart and lung, the arms and thighs are thrown into the iron barrels hanging by the door.
Without being close to the battlefield, the morale of these supplementary soldiers has dropped to the lowest point. They have not collapsed because they can't survive even if they run away. Countless sea people will submerge the whole of Australia. It's better to die on the battlefield than to be found and killed in hiding, The sound of guns and explosions from the front line could not drive away the despair and depression in the queue.
The gloom, like substance, spreads from the front to the rear like a thick fog. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who is standing on the top of the mountain, can also feel this. The tragedy below is only a miniature. The front is more miserable than the one below. Zhang Xiaoqiang even dare not stay in the front for fear that he will be worn away by the desperate soldiers.
Suddenly, from the front line, a remnant shadow rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang. He crossed the rugged ridge for several thousand meters and came to Zhang Xiaoqiang. However, he was a fierce humanoid beast. This fierce humanoid beast, more than three meters high, was no longer as wild and powerful as before. It was like a dying beast, staggering back to its nest, and its light steps became heavy, The sharp rocks were smashed by the monster. Step by step, they came to Zhang Xiaoqiang's front and knelt down, making Zhang Xiaoqiang want to help him. The appearance of the fierce beast in human form was so miserable that half of his head disappeared. Countless deep wounds crisscrossed his body. The deepest one was two crisscross wounds, which almost separated his chest evenly.
The little hand stained with blood stretched out from the wound. Seeing the dazzling red, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but scream. Even Fei was injured? The next moment, Feifei falls out of it and is hugged by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Feifei is hurt. The deep wound crosses her cheek and turns red muscles, which makes Feifei extremely ferocious. At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart is broken. He hugs Feifei tightly for fear that she can't hold on and won't wait for him to get up and go to the medical center, With a cry of sadness from the sky, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart tightened again. He looked up and saw the rainbow carving flying towards him with blood on the dark sky.
This makes Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart almost explode. The rainbow carving's blood is shining with a dreamlike luster, just like countless fireflies flying in the sky. The beautiful colorful wings can no longer flash. They barely maintain their gliding posture and flutter to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side. Zhang Xiaoqiang sees a big opening in the rainbow carving's abdomen, The scattered internal organs are constantly sliding, hanging on the claws of rainbow carving, just like dragging a cloth.Zhang Xiaoqiang tightly hugs Fei and stares at the rainbow carving with split eyes, trying to find the trace of meow. The next moment, the rainbow carving rolls on the ridge behind him. The flying viscera, scattered blood and flocculent feathers block Zhang Xiaoqiang's sight. Zhang Xiaoqiang's three-dimensional vision starts to find the meow hidden in the feather with the fastest speed. Meow does not move, As if sleeping in general, the small lightning mink is holding meow's hair with its small claws, as if to wake meow up.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he had lost control of his body, and he could jump through a short distance. But at this moment, he felt infinitely far away. Every time he moved his step, he felt that he could not step on the cotton, his arms also lost their strength, and he could not hold her tightly in his arms, and his mind was blank, The distance between them is as close as a foot in the sky. In the end, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know how to get there. When he kneels down in front of the huge rainbow carving and looks at the rainbow carving with a short gasping mouth, he instantly remembers the past of him and meow, the surprise of the dirty mud monkey Zhang Chengting when she was a girl, and the two people share life and death on the back of the big black bird.
All kinds of past flashed in Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind. He got up like crazy and jumped on the bird's back. He used one hand to search for meow. The messy feathers fluttered around him like catkins. In the mountains farther behind him, the red light exploded one after another. Under the red light lit clouds, the smoke surged like demons, The blood of fluorescent colors makes the mountain beautiful. The dying rainbow carving finally swallows its last breath. Countless colorful feathers cover the mountain.
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