At night, it is still full of hustle and bustle, and those young men and women who are tired from life on weekdays have taken off the mask of Sven in the workplace and started to be wild and uninhibited in nightclubs to release pressure.

The other group of people have just started to work, they rely on the mixed livelihood of the night market, set up stalls, set up night markets, after nightfall, they can start work, although the climate at night is colder, but their faces are full of happy smiles, looking at the customers in front of their stalls, their hearts feel more steady.

Of course, some remote villages have long been in the dark, they work at sunrise and sunset, the harsh natural environment makes them have no more ways to overdraw their energy, occasionally, there are also one or two lights on, that is the village only occasionally come back young people still tinkering with their mobile phones under the lights, maybe chatting, maybe browsing the website, they are always addicted to their own world, completely unaware of the happiness of their parents, because, they never get up before noon, the villagers scold them for being wasted, they respond with almost idiotic eyes, always think that this is also a lifetime, carefree。

On the other side of the earth, the sky has just dawned, every family has someone to start washing up, ready to meet the challenges of the new day, all kinds of transportation into every street, the deserted streets in the middle of the night began to be noisy, however, mixed things are the hurried footsteps, behind the country's economic advancement, is these people almost trotting chasing footsteps, as long as they slow down, will lose the basic bargaining chips for survival, eliminated by the fast-paced life.

Compared with the black and white region, the sky in the Middle East is gray, everywhere is filled with the smell of gunsmoke, since the withdrawal of the peacekeeping camp, the local people here into the war, whether it is the government army, the rebel army or the militants, all want to carve a piece of the cake from the area of the peacekeeping camp, driven by interests, the peacekeeping refugee camp, which has been quiet for a short time, has once again become the place with the most intensive artillery fire.

In India, nightclubs are places that only high-income people can afford, and they must even have some status and status to step into the door of nightclubs, and nightclubs themselves are controlled by the royal family.

"Are you tired from working every day?" the host of the Indian nightclub stood on the stage of the nightclub and shouted loudly.

"Tired, tired to death!" were all young people below, and the roar shook the sky, and it really expressed their hearts.

"Relax!"

"Yes!"

"Squandering youth, hmph, people nowadays feel tired of even making ends meet, what will happen to them if the artillery fire comes?" Aamir Khan sat in a corner in a booth, drinking alone.

He now knows very well about the Hand of God, and he knows that the end of the world is coming, but he can't tell anyone in the royal family, or anyone but to the left, it's a secret, and as a soldier, he knows what to say and what not to say.

Putting all this aside, even if he is not a soldier, he can't talk about it, because if he does, not only will it not change any problems, but it will only cause panic among the countrymen, anyway, it can't be changed, why not wait for that day to come.

"Come, let's start the carnival, go to the special boss, go to the special job, we just need to hi! music go!" The host yelled, the sound of the entire nightclub was turned on to the maximum, and under the super sound wave vibration, the ground of the nightclub began to tremble, and everyone began to writhe their bodies arbitrarily, eager to throw their prodigal side in this deafening place.

Looking at the men and women on the dance floor, Aamir Khan became more and more uneasy, the end was approaching, he couldn't inform the royal family, he should always find a way to tell his parents, the captain said that no matter what happened, Huaxia must be safe, and he must send his parents to a place where the scourge of war can be avoided, which can be regarded as a piece of filial piety for his son.

"Mom and Dad, I haven't been with you for so many years, I want to take you out for a walk!" Aamir Khan's parents received this call, very shocked, this is the first time, the excitement has not calmed down, Aamir Khan has appeared at the door.

Even though the old couple didn't want to go out at night, but the son's filial piety could not be accepted, of course, for them, it was not a problem to transfer a special plane, before midnight, Aamir Khan and his parents had arrived at Huaxia Airport, however, their family went to the capital as private.

After arranging his parents, Aamir Khan went to Zhou Chuyun and Duan Wuya to drink, and when he arrived in Huaxia, he was relieved.

Night, 11:55, Castle of Death.

"Ladies and gentlemen, our moment is approaching, for this time, we all have a toast, and on behalf of the organization, I would like to thank you for your dedication and efforts, and I am honored that in a few minutes, I will be with you to witness the beginning of a beautiful era!" said No. 2, dressed in gold, sitting directly above the ballroom, holding up a red wine glass.

"Thank you No. 2!" The people who can sit here today are all high-level figures of the Hand of God, the top 20 figures, among which the chairs of the No. 17 Indian military senior general A San and the No. 12 defense minister of the Emirate Mao are empty, they are gone, but their positions have always been there.

"Our time is coming, and I invite you to press the button for the plan to turn on with me!" 2 put down his glass and walked to a launch pad in the center of the ballroom.

"I announce that Project Dawn has officially begun!" said No. 2, with a large hand, he pressed the red button.

"Dididi!" Suddenly, green fluorescent lights flashed on the top of the entire Death Castle, and it took time for all the people in the Death Castle to start operating computers and hacking into the military systems of various countries, even if they invaded the military command system early.

At zero o'clock, the missiles of the stick country broke through the air and shot at the United States country on the other side of the ocean, and his Linguo missiles also broke through the air and entered the bin country, and the island country launched two intercontinental missiles, one directly to Moko, the capital of the snow country, and the other was aimed at the neighboring stick country.

In addition, more than a dozen missiles from Western countries flew into China's airspace, and at the same time, more than a dozen missiles from China were launched to intercept them, which was the only country that could carry out missile interception at midnight, the only one in the world.

In those countries in the Middle East, missiles flew all over the sky, and India was unfortunately hit.

"Boom!" A violent explosion sounded around the nightclub, and then, the Indian nightclub was pitch black, and the ears of the men and women in the nightclub were still the stimulation of the music just now, followed by a scream.

(End of chapter)