Twenty-seven: Nightmare

I dreamed back to the second world I had traversed, and I dreamed of the day that Yu Kong was most reluctant to recall.

Heart-rending and unforgettable.

On the nameless island, the flames of war are simply the chaos of the current Iraq war, filled with gunsmoke and artillery fire, and the ears are filled with the loud sound of machine gun fire and artillery shells, mixed with angry roars, misery, and grief.

"Run, Brother Yu, run, don't save us", the cake shouted heartbreakingly.

"Woo woo~~ I'm sorry, Brother Yu, I hurt you, you go quickly, don't look back, please!!" The knife's blood-red eyes kept roaring.

I'm sorry, I'm impulsive again, I'm sorry, Captain!

I don't have the face to face you anymore, I beg you, I beg you!

Walk!!

Don't look back, please!!~~

Helplessness, fear, guilt, fear all kinds of emotions came to my heart, watching Yu Kong turn around and run into the rain of bullets without hesitation, the heart of the knife is really like being cut by a knife.

"Blame me, blame me, I didn't investigate clearly, I fell into the trap, captain, you run, the nuclear bomb is about to fall, we can't live, we won't let them go if we die, you go !!" The computer roared loudly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his pale face, which had already lost too much blood, was bleeding at this moment.

Yes~~!!

The endless desolation and pain made Yu Kong almost crazy.

The submarine is also about to start, and those who persecuted their brothers want to run!!

Yu Kong is desperate, "I want to die together!ah~~!!", Yu Kong's hair stood upside down, his face was red, and he was angry.

The index finger kept pulling the trigger, and the smell of gunpowder penetrated deep into the nostrils and went straight to the brain, like a stimulant, so that the rest of the air could not be stopped, even if the shock made the arms and wrists numb, but the bullets fired did not stop for a moment, like a golden pillar of light, endless.

Mysterious marksmanship takes away one enemy after another.

As if death had descended, the pitch-black bullets were like the scythe of death, harvesting life after life.

"Bang bang~~~" The gunshots rang out in the sky, and while Yu Kong hit one enemy after another, his comrades also died one by one, and he was constantly hit, but Yu Kong only thought about killing the enemy in front of him and rescuing his team members.

However, a black dot came to everyone's eyes in an instant at a very fast speed.

Everything around began to evaporate, began to burn, began to disappear, and Yu Kong turned his head to look, wanting to see the last faces of his comrades, but behind him became a void.

As the nuclear bomb fell, the mushroom cloud rose, and the cries, roars, invectives, bullets and artillery fire were drowned out by a huge sound wave, as if all sounds had disappeared, leaving only infinite darkness and silence, like a black hole, which made people fearful.

It's as if, at this moment, the world is dead.

The sound of rustling came and woke up the empty space in despair and confusion.

Yu Kong opened his eyes in a daze, as if he saw the figure of his former comrades-in-arms again, and they were gathered here at this moment.

You're all right, that's great!

Yu Kong had only one thought in his heart: now everyone can be together again.

Unconsciously flew towards the light, extremely happy, and Yu Kong felt so warm at the moment.

However, the next sound made Yu Kong fall in vain, falling into infinite sinking and self-blame.

A high-pitched, shrill sound rang out, echoing throughout the space, and a black shadow struck the air.

"Why, why didn't you save us, why!!"

A high-pitched, piercing sound pierced the weakest atrium in the void.

Yu Kong's lips trembled, his face turned pale in an instant, and he pointed at the person he used to be closest to with his right index finger and couldn't say a word.

Yu Kong stammered when he heard the words of his former brother, but he didn't refute a word.

No, it's not.

Yu Kong stretched out his arm tremblingly, trying to hold the black shadow and explain why he couldn't save them.

However, when the words came to my lips, I found that I could not say anything.

Yes, it's me, I didn't save everyone, it's my fault.

It's my own incompetence that will let the team fall, it's all my own fault.

My bad!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry you guys!

The wails of grief and anger kept coming, and the rest of the space sank infinitely in these scoldings, constantly blaming himself.

It is like a whirlpool, the rest of the space is involved, constantly sinking, falling, and there is a bottomless abyss below, and it seems to be swallowed up at a glance, which is extremely terrifying.

At this time, just when Yu Kong fell into endless sorrow, a person appeared unconsciously.

A middle-aged man in a kimono, with a pale face and emaciated limbs, was extremely weak as if he was seriously ill.

Walking tremblingly, obviously looking young, but walking like an old man, as if his vitality had been sucked away, he was lifeless.

"Hey, hey, as long as I destroy this person's "core", the man muttered something, hehe, and a strange smile, and kept taking it away unconsciously towards the rest of the space.

The golden light suddenly opened up and appeared in front of him.

The man who was fascinated by the "nucleus" did not even notice the sudden change in his surroundings and the flickering of human figures.

Seeing that the "nucleus" was in front of him, suddenly several strangely dressed people appeared in front of him, almost frightened.

"Who is ?!!", a loud shout rang out.

"Brother Daozi, it's not Brother Yu, the kimono you're wearing is a devil!"

"What? that's no nonsense, kill him", the knife heard the computer's words and decided not hesitate to eradicate the other party.

Wear a kimono and break into here, no matter who it is, it's a dead end!

"Kill!!", with this roar, more and more voices and shadows appeared in this space.

The army green military uniform renders the entire white space.

The roar spread throughout the unconscious zone, and the murderous aura boiled.

All towards this outlaw.

Especially in the Third World War, China was betrayed by this small country that was initially attached to it.

Seeing the little devil's eyes, his eyes were red.

All of them used all their strength to kill, leaving no stone unturned and showing no mercy.

However.

It's a pity that these people are just a fragment of the soul of the Yukong Spiritual World, and the other party is indeed the spiritual power of a living person.

It's like the stars and the moon, the gap is too big.

The damage done is limited, when the man sees someone pounce on him and thinks he is dead.

But I found that the other party's fist hit me and felt a little pain, as if I had been bitten by a mosquito, I didn't care at all, and my courage suddenly became bigger again.

Hehe, these strange people, they don't use it, scare Lao Tzu, no matter, the task is important, I still have to dream, hehe~~