Han Qingyu did not see what happened next, including the TV that suddenly lost signal and was covered in snow, and the black shadow that appeared and disappeared under the moon.
Of course, even if he saw it, he wouldn't think it was anything special or incredible.
He was walking on the road now.
Because it is a village surrounded by mountains and the terrain is rugged, the houses of Fenglong'ao villagers are not very concentrated. The uncle's house hosting the banquet today is at the head of the village, while Han Qingyu's house is at the end of the village, near the mountain, so there is actually a slight distance between them.
He didn't pass through the village either, but took the mountain road outside the village so that he could get closer and, more importantly, meet fewer people. As for walking at night, there was a moon tonight, and he was used to walking there.
There is a slight coolness and slight whistling in the breeze beside the mountain forest.
So, are you really not taking the exam? So what should I do in the future? What should I do?
Farm the land, marry a wife and have children, and become a village accountant after staying? Or should I go out and work in the city like I heard in school, make money and honor my parents? Can I do it?
He began to feel confused.
It was a rare occasion when Han Qingyu, who couldn't smoke, wanted to smoke a cigarette, but the groom's official hair was still in his shirt pocket, and he didn't have time to give it to his father.
He lowered his head and touched one of them, put it in his mouth, and then touched his pocket... Only then did he realize that he had no fire at all.
Maybe it was because I was finally away from the crowd and out of everyone's sight. The emotions that had been smoldering suddenly burst out because of this little discomfort. Suddenly, I felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, and collapsed...
In such an emotional state, Han Qingyu did not dare to go home directly.
Maybe five minutes, ten minutes, or even longer, Han Qingyu was still sitting in the moonlight forest not far from the mountain road, on a large blue stone next to a circle of clearings that had been cut down.
However, the chaotic emotions in his mind have finally calmed down, and he is now very quiet.
Except for the chirping of insects in the grass, the surroundings were quiet.
Facts have proved that even if people don't see the shape or hear the sound, when something big enough passes over their head, they still feel it.
Han Qingyu suddenly noticed something strange above his head and looked up...
A dark, cone-shaped thing, so abruptly and naturally, gradually enlarged in his sight, slowly fell, and finally stopped in the open space about thirty or forty meters in front of him.
There was neither jet of fire nor much noise during the whole process. Except for a few occasional crisp sounds of shrubs being crushed and broken.
It might be as big as a Jeep, or a little bigger, but it's limited in size.
It's metal. Although it doesn't reflect any light, it has a metallic texture.
So, what is this?
Alien spacecraft, UFO? Or is it new military technology? Han Qingyu loves to read science fiction and military magazines. He also read some in the hands of his classmates when he was in school. He couldn't help but think about it for a while...
The next second, "Is it dangerous?" Han Qingyu suddenly became alert, and then he leaned forward and threw himself directly into a pit under the bushes.
The shrubs and weeds that flourished in summer obscured him. Han Qingyu held his breath and observed carefully.
About a minute passed, but the cone did not open and there was no mechanical sound.
Instead, the roar of dense wind came first from the mountains and forests on both sides.
people.
He was wearing a shirt-style gray uniform, carrying a dark-toned metal box on his back, with several strange metal straps wrapped around his body, and a knife in his hand.
There were about thirty or forty of them, rushing from both sides of the forest like a gust of wind in the darkness.
Or maybe not human.
Although they are exposed and look completely human, humans cannot be so fast. Even Olympic champions cannot run so fast.
What is this? !
In the ten seconds that Han Qingyu's eyes and brain were in confusion, those "people" had already rushed to the side of the cone.
at the same time.
A skylight seemed to finally open above the cone, and then, two "things" ejected.
Han Qingyu subconsciously chose to use "things" to describe them, otherwise it would only be "Transformers".
But no. Han Qingyu had seen Transformers at Wen Jifei's house, and the two things that ejected from the cone and landed in front of him were not deformed. They looked like people wearing "full black steel armor."
Perhaps because of the iron armor, he looks much taller than the average person. If it were really a human being, it would probably be two meters tall and weigh upwards of 250 pounds.
So, robot? So high-end.
Because their "armor" fits the body, bones and muscles too well, and they look too flexible. They are nothing like the robots shown in magazines and movies. Just looking at the appearance makes people feel heavy, sluggish and... clumsy.
It's just that Han Qingyu has never been exposed to concepts like "exoskeleton suits", so he generally calls them robots.
In short, everything was beyond Han Qingyu's previous knowledge and beyond his judgment.
The two parties that appeared in front of him were obviously hostile to each other.
There was no dialogue, no buffer, and the battle broke out directly at the beginning of the contact between the two parties. It was like a head-on encounter between a pack of wolves and two tigers, a rapid and violent collision...
Behind the charging crowd, streaks of crystal blue light seeped out from the dark metal box, flashing continuously... With this light, the speed of the crowd's attack suddenly increased again.
The mud and gravel thrown up by the soles of the shoes swished in the air.
The black-armored robot stood on the spot, holding a huge umbrella-shaped sword in both hands. The two of them moved in unison, from high to low, and slammed the ground until half of the sword was submerged into the ground.
The impact surface was like an air explosion, and the shock spread along the ground, dust rose, and gravel flew.
With this blow, almost all the people in the forefront were blocked, and some of them were knocked back and fell to the ground.
However, the subsequent charge of the crowd did not stop for a moment. Soon, another group of people took advantage of the gap and completed the close approach despite the air explosion and earth and rocks.
...The hand-to-hand fighting began.
The situation on the entire battlefield began to become increasingly chaotic, fast and fierce, making it impossible to see clearly.
At a certain moment, there was a sudden scream, and suddenly a stump of a limb fell to the ground, and blood poured out from the fracture like a spring, seeping into the ground in the pale moonlight, dyeing the earth and stone red.
Han Qingyu did not run, nor did he dare to get up. He just lay in the pit, watching all this blankly and blankly. It's not because he is brave, but because...he himself doesn't have time to think about this problem now.
"It seems like we can't beat him." After a while, he even suddenly made a subconscious judgment on the strength of the two sides on the battlefield.
"Humans" seem to be unable to defeat "robots".
They were better in numbers, but the two robots were obviously stronger.
The knives in their hands seemed to be very special, sharp and tough enough to cut through iron armor with a muffled sound, but the two pillar swords in the hands of the robots that looked like "retracted extra-large black umbrellas" were larger and obviously more powerful. powerful.
Moreover, the two robots are indeed not as bulky and sluggish as commonly thought, they are extremely flexible and fast.
Flashing around, sprinting, stopping suddenly, and then moving in reverse, the speed and connection are so fast... At least if someone wants to hit them with a car, just come with ten or twenty cars, and there will still be no chance.
The Transformers suddenly stopped and turned, and the brakes caused sparks, and there was still a bit of inertia to overcome, and they almost looked like there was no such thing at all.
Of course, they don't have as exaggerated a body shape as Transformers. Visually, they look far more human than Transformers.
In short, the individual disadvantages are simply too great.
In just a short while, five or six "people" had fallen down, at least two of them died on the spot, and several others seemed to be seriously injured and could not stand up at all.
Han Qingyu saw a "person" whose chest was pierced, and was temporarily hung on the robot's umbrella-shaped sword to swing, causing blood to rain.
However, they still achieved one thing with their sacrifices: dividing the battlefield.
The two black-armored robots were now separated in two battle circles. The two black-armored robots were resisting attacks or surprise attacks from all directions in groups.
The battle seemed to have entered a strangulation stage after division and encirclement.
Unfortunately, the gap in individual strength between the two sides is still huge. The strangled side is unable to compete head-on. It relies extremely on surprise and containment from the back and side positions. Once the motive of the capture is predicted, it will be more likely to be killed or injured.
Han Qingyu was still lying on his stomach, watching...
"Whoosh...poof."
It seemed like a piece of iron that had been shattered and bounced off the blade. Suddenly it flew diagonally over his head and then became firmly embedded in the soil on the ground.
The strong sound of breaking wind represents speed and strength. If the iron piece had been lower, it might have cut off a section of him by now.
In just a moment, I was covered in cold sweat.
Iron and blood lifted Han Qingyu out of his previous state of confusion, ignorance and curiosity.
In the face of life and death, failure in the college entrance examination turns out to be such a small thing.
This nineteen-year-old rural boy finally began to realize the critical point of life and death, the real and shuddering fear, and realized what kind of special event and dangerous situation he had encountered.
The fighting at the scene became more and more intense, and the sound of collision was unexpectedly not sharp, but could be heard with a muffled sound.
If you run now, the chance of not being discovered is too small. Clinging to the ground and buried in the pit, Han Qingyu held on to his last chance, trembling uncontrollably while praying that the battle would go far away or end quickly so that no one would notice him.
However, he was unlucky... There was a sudden "pounce" on the battlefield.
A figure suddenly flew upside down for more than ten meters, fluttering like a kicked duck, and landed in a bush and weed less than two meters away from Han Qingyu...
"It seems he's not dead yet." Han Qingyu heard the person still breathing in pain.
"But... it should be about the same." He thought.
At the same time, Han Qingyu was finally convinced that the group carrying the metal boxes were really human beings.
Because he finally heard them talking clearly, and at the same time, several voices shouted in his direction because of the scene just now, "Team Lao", their tone mixed with anxiety, worry and anger.
Amid a burst of exclamations, Han Qingyu looked up.
In the battlefield, a slightly damaged robot was facing him, raising its arm that was not holding a sword.
Is this... a shot? Isn't it a laser cannon? Sleeve arrows, flying knives? The robotic arm breaks away?
Han Qingyu turned around and took a look, and found that the guy lying under the bush... was looking at him weakly with his eyes open.
In this case, it seems unreasonable for him not to do something.
Almost subconsciously, Han Qingyu, a simple rural boy, reached out and pulled the person into the pit where he was lying.
Fortunately, since there is a slight slope, it is not strenuous.
On the other side, those people carrying metal boxes quickly rushed forward regardless of the danger, preventing the robot from trying to "replenish its gun."
The bushes blocked the situation, and no one could see clearly what was going on here. It seemed that no one could be rescued for a while, so they stepped up their offensive... The fierce battle continued.
"It seems like I fainted... Yeah. But, he just saw me! Oops."
"So, do you want to strangle him to death? Then push him out."
"What about after that, do you continue to lie down, or do you try to find a chance to crawl away?"
Han Qingyu looked at the guy next to him, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth and could not move, but was obviously still alive, and thought silently.
