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Central United States, Missouri.
The flood washed away a small town by the river. All kinds of garbage, cars, and furniture floated on the water, like soap bubbles in a bathtub, rising and falling, drifting with the current, and the vast whiteness could not be seen to the end.
The heavy rain is still pouring down and beating the earth, as violent as a big hole has been opened in the sky. The wind is blowing violently, howling and whimpering, raising pieces of misty rain curtains, blowing the submerged trees on the roadside to stagger and crackle. There was a loud sound, branches, leaves and stems were broken, carrying the rotting smell of earth and floating corpses, which was blown away strongly, revealing a sad and desolate scene.
Amid the torrential floods, an old Hispanic woman with gray hair and gold-rimmed glasses, with a golden necklace hanging around her neck, sat in a white deep-mouthed round wooden bathtub, staring blankly at the ocean behind her, powerless. He also drifted helplessly with the flood into the distance.
Along the way, some people stood on the roof of the bus and called her for help, some climbed on the violently swaying trees and begged her to take them away, and some stood on the roof of a high place and waved to her, but she did not dare to stop or In the morning, she had kindly wanted to rescue a couple with their child, because the bathtub could not accommodate four people. In order to survive, the man almost snatched the bathtub away. If a torrent had not happened to rush through, she would have been taken away. The bathtub suddenly opened, and now she was probably driven out of the bathtub and drowned.
When she saw people asking for help again, she became more considerate, and even if she couldn't bear to sympathize, she pretended not to see them. After a while, she encountered more and more people who were trapped and asking for help, and she gradually became numb.
The federal government rescue workers will never be seen. Except for seeing a helicopter flying in the rain at noon, until now, no one has thought of these poor people struggling in the flood, as if they have been The whole world was forgotten.
The old woman had a radio in her hand, one that could be grasped with one hand. She wrapped it in a raincoat and kept scooping water out of the bathtub while listening carefully to the news inside with headphones.
She didn't expect any rescuers. The radio said that there were floods all over the federation. They were all immersed in floods. Even the big cities had no time to rescue them. How could they not reach their remote towns?
She hoped to hear about local refugee shelters on the radio. The heavy rain continued without any sign of stopping, and there was a lack of food and medicine. The old woman knew very well that she might not be able to survive for two days due to her age and weakness. She must find the nearest refugee shelter and seek help.
To the west of the town, there was a hill with relatively high terrain. The old woman had not received any information from the shelter and hoped to try her luck there.
She was soaked to the skin and hungry. She encouraged herself by imagining the bread, ham sausages and warm stoves in the shelter. Maybe she could hold on. Coming soon.
The bulging rotten corpses of humans and small animals that occasionally floated in the turbid floods made her gag. But she couldn't spit out anything except yellow water, but she still had to persist in searching and stare at the water carefully. An hour ago, from A bag of puffed food floating in the distance saved her hungry stomach.
She had to find new food again, and preferably medicine, because the old stomach problem had returned. If you don't find these anymore, tonight may become extremely difficult.
God was moving away from her, and the shadow of death loomed behind her.
In the evening, follow the terrain. She saw a bloody massacre at the edge of the flood where it was diverted and weakened. Dozens of young men like western cowboys rode tall and strong horses, waded through the water and rain, and launched a brutal pursuit of more than a dozen frightened men and women. kill.
The war horse passed over the person, and the sharp iron sword chopped off the head. They trampled on the corpses and continued to chase the people in front. The blood mixed with the floating garbage dyed the water red. Under the heavy rain, the sound of horse hooves splashing on the water was interspersed with the frightened screams of the panicked men and women.
The old woman was frightened. She buried her head in the deep mouth of the bathtub, trying to hide her from the brutal horse-riding gangsters. Judging from the bright clothes of the murdered people, they should be a group of rich people. During the flood, , it must be the gangsters who took advantage of the opportunity to rob her. Although she didn't have anything valuable, she had a bright gold necklace hanging around her neck in the blink of an eye.
She tore off the necklace and didn't want to drop it. If she got to the refuge camp, the gold might be able to be exchanged for something, so she carefully hid it inside her clothes. She hunched over in the bathtub as much as possible, her chest pounding. , because the sound of horse hooves outside is getting closer and closer, the screams are getting clearer and clearer, and there are even a few drops of fishy blood falling on the neck.
She felt that this was God punishing her, punishing her for having a bathtub along the way but refusing to save her because of an experience that almost took her away, so that she encountered such a vicious gangster.
Following the ostrich's method of burying its head in the sand, it could only expose its buttocks and lose the power to paddle the water. The bathtub carried the old woman all the way to the bloody slaughterhouse, but she didn't know it and thought she was really far away. , the surrounding gradually became quiet, and the sound of horses neighing could not be heard.
So, she carefully raised her head and looked outside. When she raised her eyes, she saw a bright iron sword dripping with a mixture of blood and rain in front of her eyes. Then she hurriedly turned her head, her face turned pale. She didn't know when she had floated to it. Horse thieves and gangsters are here!
Headless floating corpses were floating around her, and some were hitting the edge of the bathtub with the water waves. The gangsters all wore masks, carried shotguns on their backs, and held blood-drip iron swords. They were all fierce, even those The horse is different from the ordinary ones. Its eyes are blood red, like an evil spirit in the darkness, coming from the hell abandoned by God.
She was panicked, her heart was beating fast, she didn't know what to do, and she didn't know whether to take out her only valuable gold necklace or not. Her face was extremely pale, like a cow or sheep waiting to be slaughtered.
"I'm just an old guy who's about to die. I have nothing and I haven't seen anything. Please let me go. I only have this necklace. Take it. God, please save me!"
She kept shivering. It was easy to shiver in the heavy rain and cold. Coupled with the huge panic, the shivering became even worse.
However, the gangsters seemed to have no interest in paying attention to her. They picked up the reins, sheathed their swords, waved their whips, trampled on the spray of water, swirled, and flew away one after another amidst scolding.
Among them was a gangster wearing blue armor. When passing the bathtub, he seemed to glance at her, but said nothing. His riding posture was unfamiliar. His appearance was very fierce and majestic, which made the old woman feel the strong smell of blood and unspeakable fear.
The horse thieves swept away towards the west. The old woman held the gold necklace in her hand for a long time before she realized that she had escaped. She couldn't understand why the horse thieves neither killed her nor took away her necklace, so she pretended to be brave and decided to go to the Little Emiris Mountains in the west. Only in the highlands there was there any hope of surviving the flood. .
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One wave of flood peaks had just passed, and the next wave of even greater flood peaks was about to arrive. Under the guidance of a vampire who was familiar with the local terrain, Chu Yunsheng led the elite selected by Boutni to move the tall modern horse. Blood turns into war horses. Avoiding the deep areas with turbulent water eddies, they followed the edge of the shallow water to pursue the Stephen family in the small town of Cammingri. They were rushing to the Little Emiris Mountain to avoid the flood and camp.
In the past seven days, Chu Yunsheng destroyed a total of six vampire families, had two gun battles with the Investigation Bureau, and had a misfire with the special forces. Sixteen people were injured and five died. The remaining vampires strengthened themselves with the training methods he provided. source of life. Strengthening speed and strength, using fighting to nourish fighting, and using fighting to practice, although it still does not reach the elite combat power he expected. But it gradually formed a force that came and went like wind and lightning.
The war horse was adopted from the first stronghold in the east by Boutni and others. Using Chu Yunsheng's life source method, combined with the vampire's inherent blood invasion and assimilation ability, more than 90% of modern horses were killed on the spot. At a great cost and a huge amount of resources, the 19 horses have survived today. Its strength, explosive power, load capacity and speed even exceed those of the Vampires, making it extremely powerful.
Each blood-transformed war horse corresponds to the life source of a selected strongest blood warrior. They use their life sources to blood-convert their corresponding mounts. Therefore, they have a high degree of tacit understanding and stronger control. They and Chu Yunsheng Differently, as a traditional European and American aristocrat, he received riding training from a very young age and was therefore more skilled in riding combat than Chu Yunsheng.
When they arrive at the second stronghold of Butney and others in the middle of the United States, they will build heavy armor for the other seventeen Blood Cavalry warriors except Butney. They will also meet up with Ai Xier, who is responsible for material dispatch, and Ba Yi, who is responsible for the safety of transported materials. .
The space channel was found to be open this morning, but it was quickly closed again. It was as unstable as the fluctuation of energy. The guardian did not appear. He should be attacking the three-dimensional lock again and trying to open the channel again.
The big explosion of the space-time trap has not yet arrived, but the crisis is already approaching. The continuous heavy rains for days have submerged all parts of the world in raging floods. Everyone, especially cities and regions with low sea levels, are all asking for help. All are waiting for rescue, and all are escaping to higher altitudes.
Chu Yunsheng and others also want to go all the way west. The western United States has a higher altitude, and there will be ships when they reach the third stronghold. If the flood reaches an extremely serious level, the whole world will be submerged in the water, and the space channel If it still cannot be opened stably, it is necessary to rely on the luxury cruise ship established by Botney and other vampires at the third stronghold on the river to avoid the flood.
They were extremely fast, and their bloody war horses were able to walk on the ground in the shallow water. They rode with thunder and lightning all the way until they arrived at the foot of Little Emiris Mountain. The peak of the flood wave was behind them, and there was another vast ocean in front of them. The only passage was between the two peaks. You must wait for the peak of the flood to pass before you can wade through the water quickly.
At this time, the hillside was overcrowded. Americans who had fled from nearby towns and cities built densely packed camps on the hillside in family units, holding on to hope and waiting for rescue from the U.S. government.
Chu Yunsheng and others came on horseback, causing a commotion. The Americans, who had been hungry for several days and had guns in their hands, did not know how terrifying they were. They were already forced by hunger to drain the blood from their crotches. The transformed war horses were regarded as food to satisfy hunger.
Even if Chu Yunsheng is wearing cyan armor, it is not surprising in this country where masquerade parties are often held, and it does not arouse much surprise and vigilance.
They discussed quickly and decided to negotiate peacefully first. If that didn't work, they would threaten to use force or even rob.
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