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In the desert north of the starship, a figure was running fast, blood dripping down his trousers and onto the hot sand, consuming his life every moment.
His clothes were basically in tatters, and there was a blur of blood on the left lower abdomen. He should have been shot by some metal, but the most fatal injury was not here, but on the back of his head. It seemed that he had been hit hard in a sneak attack, so that His vision gradually blurred, and his consciousness became less clear.
But there was another person on his back, with bullet belts crossed on his body and a heavy weapon gun on his back. This person was even more seriously injured. One of his entire left legs was blown away, and the white bones were broken by friction. The clothes made him extremely painful.
Even with such a person on his back, the figure was still running extremely fast, running like a black line in the hot and empty desert. Behind him, black dots chased him from the sky from far to near. .
"Boss, let me down, I'll fight them!" the man on his back shouted emotionally in severe pain.
"Shut the fuck up, I don't have the energy to talk nonsense with you!" The running man was Andilu. As soon as he entered the starship range, he was suddenly ambushed. He didn't know why, and the entire first team was They were all killed and injured under the plot, and only he and the dog-headed military counselor on his back escaped by relying on his powerful personal force.
"This is a conspiracy, BOSS. This must be a huge conspiracy. We have to find a way quickly!" The man on the back was excited and his eyes were red.
"Fake!" Andirou couldn't bear it anymore: "Can't you say anything else besides this? Can't you just shut up? Do you even need to say this? Chris and Ba Yi deserve to go to hell. It’s them, who else could it be?”
His words were a little incoherent. He was obviously seriously injured and his consciousness was even more unclear. Although it was clear that the people who ambushed them first were people from Ruan and Li, he still thought that Chris and Ba Yi were up to something.
"BOSS, they are all traitors and have no qualifications to lead mankind. They have made peace with foreign races. They are all bastards, bitches!" the dog-headed military counselor on his back roared, venting his uncontrollable anger.
Andilu was in a very irritable mood and very angry. The dog-headed military advisor on his back was still making noises, and just as he was about to scold him again, he felt his "brother" on his back spit out a mouthful of blood, which hit the injured back of his head, and a fishy smell suddenly came out.
"York. York?" Andilu shouted twice, but he did not dare to look back. If he paused for a moment, the enemies in the sky behind him would kill him.
After about a few seconds, the person behind finally heard a voice, but it was no longer as excited and angry as before, but with a touch of worry and sadness, murmuring in a low voice as if talking to himself:
"BOSS, what should you do in the future? My BOSS, they have won everyone's hearts and minds. What should you do in the future?..."
Andilu gritted his teeth tightly and spoke out word by word: "No matter what they do, I will never compromise with the aliens. Blood debts can only be paid with blood. In this way, there will always be people willing to follow me."
The black dots in the sky were once again approaching and coming from three sides, seemingly determined to completely block them here.
The person behind looked back and sighed weakly: "Maybe, but people are tired of it. Didn't you see that no one in the camp mentioned revenge? Chris wants to divide the land of the foreign races to rebuild their homes for them. China People want to send them as local officials of foreign races. They will soon forget their hatred. My boss, what should you do? I really can’t think of it, really..."
Andirou, who was running away, did not notice his strangeness and continued to snort: "They are too naive. Do they think the war is over? It has just begun. When the aliens come again to massacre, they will regret today. of!"
The man behind said extremely weakly: "Yes, maybe, but unfortunately that day is too far away for me and I can't see it. My dear brother John, I can only accompany you here. You have to live well. Live well!"
Andilu was slightly startled when he saw the man behind him suddenly break free from his back, rolled to the ground, and instantly landed far behind the speeding Andilu.
"York!"
Andilu's speeding figure stagnated slightly, and he clenched his fists tightly. He did not look back. After a short pause, he was still running desperately.
Just now, when York broke free and jumped off his back, he could have stopped it with his strength, but he didn't do that... But why did he feel uncomfortable? Why did my heart feel like it was struck by a whip at that moment?
Behind him came the roar of heavy guns, the whistling of bullets, and the sound of someone jumping on the ground on one leg, shooting in the air and yelling: "Bitches, come on, I will fight you, all of you will die. !”
The one-legged York roared crazily and poured bullets into the sky crazily.
Streams of fire shot out from the black spots in the sky, stirring up the smoke and dust on the desert. The fire network intertwined, coldly and ruthlessly blasting it into pieces.
Andilu ran as hard as he could, toward the base camp, and ran as hard as he could.
The camp on the other side of the desert was already a burning ruin. Broken limbs and arms could be seen everywhere, and thousands of corpses were lying around.
The resistance in the camp has been completely dismantled, most of them were surrounded and killed, and almost no one escaped.
The young soldiers lined up one by one, standing in front of their torrent of steel, surrounding the camp. The black muzzles of the guns shone coldly in the sun, but the eyes under the helmets were as silent as water, and they didn't know what they were thinking. .
In front of them, groups of Ouka people were expelled into the ruined camps, picking on the remaining survivors one by one. Although they begged the human army behind the Ooka people, the silent human soldiers were like It is a silent cold forest.
Occasionally, one or two people would desperately break through the Aoka people's search and kill line and run to the front of the human army. Then there would be a burst of gunfire, and the people who rushed out would fall in a pool of blood with their eyes wide open.
Until a young mother rushed to the soldiers' formation with a bloody baby in her arms, the gunfire that was supposed to sound never sounded.
An officer stepped out of the line and shouted: "Shoot!"
The chests of the young soldiers were heaving, but no one pulled the tight trigger in their hands.
The officer immediately drew his pistol and put it to the soldier's head.
"shot!"
The young soldiers, the entire front line suddenly became silent, as if they were silently protesting against the military order that should not be violated.
"S-shoot!"
The officer also panicked. He felt that he had lost control of the soldiers, and his voice couldn't help but waver.
Boom!
Finally, someone could not withstand the pressure of military orders and fired, and the young mother fell in a pool of blood.
Behind the front, a middle-aged senior officer silently took off his helmet and said to the other person next to him: "We will be nailed to the pillar of shame..."
The man said solemnly: "History is written by the victors. As long as we find that thing, victory will belong to us. No one will know what happened today. The people who died today are only a few, and more people will not die in the future." people."
The senior officer said: "The truth will eventually come out. And must it be done by killing everyone? That thing will definitely be hidden in the body of a living person? Even if Andilu gets that thing, how can he hide it with others? ?”
The man said: "This is an order to ensure that nothing goes wrong. If we don't execute it, we will die. This is not the earth, this is a troubled world, and the rules are different."
The Aoka people continued to search and kill, and the ruined camp was filled with screams and curses.
Sporadic resistance appeared occasionally and could not stop the strong Oka people, but in one corner of the camp. Gradually, seven or eight Aoka corpses piled up, which alerted the large Aoka army.
There, a little boy with a putrid smell on his body looked at the rushing Oka with extremely cold eyes. Whenever he came within three meters of it, he would release a coquettish light from his fingertips dragging on the ground. The Aoka man didn't know what was going on. He didn't have any wounds or any feeling, so he fell to the ground. Killed on the spot.
The little boy was leaning against the camp wall, and he was holding a little girl with her eyes closed. A shrapnel was lodged in the flesh of her back, and blood soaked their bodies. Mixed with the water stains on the ground, the rotten, fishy, and dark scene is suffocating.
But the Oka people have no feeling about this. To them, humans are just another kind of creature.
More and more Aoka people noticed this and separated from the large group of people. Approaching with long-range simple weapons, at the same time, abnormal situations were reported step by step, attracting the attention of the surrounding troops, and human soldiers began to approach.
Next to the broken wall, another Aoka fell to the ground. The number of corpses on the ground reached an astonishing number of more than twenty, and the other Aoka still didn't see clearly how their companions died?
The weird scene made the Aoka people dare not get closer. Even if the light on the fingertips of the little human boy became weaker and weaker, and at this rate, with dozens more lives, it was about to disappear, there was no one there. Be willing to step forward.
The human soldiers quickly approached and drove the Oka people up again.
The little boy's eyes were still extremely cold. Even if the light on his fingertips weakened and he was about to fall into despair, he was still so indifferent, as if he was not looking at a group of people, but a group of insects and ants.
The massacre continued. Driven and forced by the human soldiers, the Aoka people had to sacrifice their lives to fill the gap. The upper echelons of the human army probably agreed and wanted to capture the little boy alive.
More than a dozen Aoka people fell down without any symptoms. The little boy was still killing silently, but the light on its fingertips was about to disappear at any time like a candle. The power from the distant starship suddenly weakened greatly. It is strengthening, trying desperately to suppress it.
There were more and more Aoka people, and they finally formed a circle and surrounded it.
The little boy didn't look at them anymore. His eyes fell on the face of the little girl who was as thin as dry wood and stayed in the last moment of fear. Although the power from the distant starship was getting stronger and stronger, even more than before, but Its hand miraculously lifted up and touched the little girl's head. She closed her eyes and let the light on her fingertips rise and fall; the crowds of people around her rose and fell...
^(To be continued.)
