The huge flames mixed with the smoke filled the air, the choking smell was that people kept coughing and even retching, the mobilizers were not in a hurry for the fog to dissipate, he waved his big hand to try to disperse the dense fog and smoke in the air, but it was always in vain, he wanted to find the corpses of his comrades, but God always played such disgusting jokes with this group of guys crawling on the battlefield, he didn't even find a complete finger, only found a name tag blackened by the flames, the name on which could only be vaguely recognizable. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cameraman was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the camera in his hand had fallen to the ground at some point, he hurriedly picked up the camera on the ground but found that the screen had already fallen out of the crack in the explosion just now, he slapped twice towards the fuselage, but there was never any picture he wanted, and when he opened the back cover of the camera, it was full of dust and broken parts, and the memory card had already been smashed and spilled out with dust.

"Damn!" the cameraman threw the camera out of his hand, and then collapsed to the ground, his hand grinding his chin a little helplessly, while the American soldier walked up to the mobilizer and patted him on the back lightly and said: "Take it easy, if you want to stay here, I think I'm afraid you have to try to get used to it, this kind of thing happens every day, it's good to see more." The American GI tried to play with his optimistic personality in an attempt to comfort the heartbroken recruit.

And this seems to attract the attention of the cameraman, as a reporter he never let go of any interesting news, he fumbled with the pocket of his jacket, and then looked at a pen hidden in the inner pocket in surprise, this is a voice recorder used to record sound, originally thought that the battlefield is such a chaotic place to use this kind of recording equipment with high environmental requirements, but now it seems that it can only rely on it to obtain the last information. (He seems to have completely forgotten about the fixed-point camera he's been working on...... ）

The cameraman took a cigarette out of his pocket, handed it to the GI, and said, "Can you tell me about this place?"

The American soldier waved his hand lightly to refuse his cigarettes, just took out the kettle and took a sip of the slightly cloudy water in the jug, and then said: "There is nothing to say, every day except to sit in front of the telegraph like a madman and ask for support from the headquarters, it is to rack his brains to avoid the monster just now." ”

He took a sip of the water in the pot gently, then tightened the cap of the bottle and wiped his mouth and said: "The first few days are relatively easy to survive, the logistics department is in place, almost all the wounded can be treated in the first time, the militia organization is also very hard, at the beginning of the period of time their combat effectiveness is even stronger than ours, the weapons and ammunition left over from World War II provide them with sufficient firepower, everyone is very confident, we all think that sooner or later mankind will counterattack back." As he spoke, he pointed to the building outside, on which were written in English and several other languages, such as long live the human race.

And this also seemed to bring back painful memories for him, he gently pounded his chest as if he wanted to let himself take a breath from the bitter waters of the past, only to see him continue: "Later, the war expanded, and the backup supplies began to be unable to keep up, first tobacco drinks, then medicines, medical care, and finally even ammunition could not be replenished for a long time, look at the present." Saying that, the American soldier shook the kettle in his hand and said, "We have to even take care of the drinking water ourselves, which can be regarded as despair." ”

"But seriously, the financial statements of the government and the logistics organization show that all the logistical supplies are in place. Hypothetically, he immediately asked a question, and then saw him pull out a piece of paper from his satchel.

The American GI smiled and said, "Indeed, they have done their best to do their best." As he spoke, he pointed out the window and said, "But they still overestimate our strength too much, and would rather watch them rot than go out and risk their lives to pick them up, and there are black monsters like today everywhere outside, and they will never give us any chance." ”

"Then why not get together, and why not go to the field hospital or the ammunition depot, where there is more firepower or better logistical medical support?" said the cameraman in a more comfortable position.

The American GI laughed dryly and said with some bitterness: " Yes, what a good idea, I don't know how many people, how many troops went, and it did become a very powerful existence, and even fought a few beautiful counterattacks under the joint planning of both sides, and we also recaptured the city center and important buildings for a time, of course, I also joined the counteroffensive plan many times, but it is a pity that the appearance of a monster completely ruined all this, his huge attack power made us have no power to fight back at all, just a moment, an instant of all people, weapons are ......"

But suddenly a crazy expression appeared on his face, and he said in a lost voice: "But it's okay...... It's okay, it's all over...... That's it! That guy is going to die...... Die! It's all over! We're ......."

The cameraman showed a hint of concern, he grabbed the shoulder of the American soldier and shook it, but a piece of paper fell out of his tattered jacket pocket, and the mobilizer on the side picked it up and simply glanced at it and cursed: "Conspiracy! We were sent on a mortal mission! Damn! Damn!"

The cameraman panicked, he just dodged the note, the note still had a hint of gunsmoke, it seemed that it was thrown all over the city with a missile, the piece of paper was unfolded, there was not much content on it, it was simply written:

Warn:

Due to the fierce offensive of the enemy and the lack of a large amount of our territory, the special government has decided to use the D-3761 class 32 million nuclear bombs to carry out targeted strikes.

federal government

June 3rd

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