"Hey! Marina! Feed! Feed! "The phone was connected, but the sound was intermittent, mixed with the sound of gunfire, and the crowd swarmed out of the city of Vilnes, and the flames could be seen from a long distance! The beautiful seaside town of Livnonia has now become a living purgatory. Long Wen met a Livnonian armored team that was rapidly advancing towards the city on the way, and after identifying himself, the other party allowed him to sit on the armored car and march towards the city together, when the city was close in front of him, the armored team had to slow down, because there were too many people fleeing, they were advancing against the flow of people into the city, and had to slow down: "Hey! Marina! Can you hear me? On the other end of the phone, Marina's intermittent crying voice was heard: "Hey! Feed! Feed! Don't be afraid, I'll pick you up right away from the city right now! Calm dear! Tell me your address. Long Wen comforted Marina in a calm tone like a soldier. A voice came from the other end of the phone, "...... Maranka Street", "Uh-huh......", "Thirty-two......", "What a ... What a...""Dragon! There are soldiers everywhere here......" Marina's voice trembled on the phone, and Long Wen also heard the voice of his son next to him, he was shouting, "Dad! Is it Daddy? Long Wen was anxious at this time, but his tone was still calm: "My dear! Don't go anywhere, don't run around, wait at home, I'll be there right away! Wait for my call! He was just about to hang up the phone when he remembered something and said, "Tell our son, the ironclad warriors will go to your rescue at once!" After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, Marina's gentle voice came: "Dragon! Love you! Long Wen, who was holding the phone in his hand, smiled and replied softly: "I love you too!" After hanging up the phone, Long Wen stood up on the roof of the armored car and looked at the burning city behind the fleeing crowd, the formation of large transport planes was slowly passing through the night sky, and countless soldiers were still being dropped. Friend! Thank you for giving me a ride, I've got to go down here! Long Wen said to a Livnonian sergeant who was sitting on the roof of the armored car with him. Mercenary! Are you going to save your wife and children alone? The Livnonian soldier asked. Long Wen replied firmly: "Yes." The sergeant then took out a pistol from his belt bag and threw it at him: "There must be a weapon!" Go ahead! Mercenary! Good luck! Long Wen smiled at him: "Thank you! Good luck too! After saying that, he jumped out of the armored car and ran against the crowd towards the city!

Now the whole of Vilnes is completely unrecognizable, and after the first wave of bombardments is over, there are collapsed buildings and burning fires everywhere. Atlantic Union soldiers, tanks, armored vehicles and even large and small "humanoid armed mechs" were thrown everywhere. "As a neutral country, 'Livnonia' only has the basic armed strength to protect the country, so what is the purpose of the Atlantic Alliance?" Long Wen's mission now is to rescue his wife and children, so he tries to avoid a head-on collision with the Atlantic Alliance soldiers, and he passes by the 'Cat Poop Cafe' where he met Marina in the morning, this small café has been completely destroyed in the bombing, and only the 'Proud of' sign is lying across the roadside. Long Wen glanced at the ruins of the café and prayed in his heart that Malanka Street would not be a target for bombing. He ran all the way to the fleeing citizens to inquire about the location of 32 Maranka Street. As he followed the direction of the citizen's finger, he was presented with a ruined Malanka Street. Long Wen's mind went blank for a moment, he heard the sound of someone crying on the ruins, saw the flames of the isolated beams and wooden frames, and surrounded by rubble, he couldn't tell where No. 32 was! "Telephone! Phone! Long Wen took out his mobile phone and dialed Marina's number, and there was only the sound of continuous waiting on the other end. Where is it? Where is it?! Long Wen anxiously held the phone in his hand and searched for it on the ruins of Malanka Street, "Where is the thirty-two?" Long Wen couldn't care about anything, he suddenly grabbed a man who ran past him and asked. The man was probably frightened by the bombing, and shouted in horror after seeing Long Wen's hideous face: "Bastard! What the fuck is your name! I ask you where is 32 Malanka Street? Long Wen grabbed the man's collar and shouted angrily. The man was stunned by his roar, and he trembled and pointed to the burning rubble behind him, "There...... There......" Long Wen grabbed the man's collar tightly, and suddenly let go of the phone in his hand, still waiting to be connected, Long Wen dragged his body towards the burning rubble, "Marina! Marina! ......" His vision blurred, and his soul seemed to be emptied in an instant.

Standing on the ruins, he heard the ringing of his mobile phone at his feet, "Evening on the outskirts of Moslaka", which was Long Wen's favorite song, and Marina often laughed at him, maybe he was the only one in this world who would like this kind of old song from a year ago. But the song was ringing in his ears right now, and the light tune came from under the rubble. "Marina! Marina! "Where are you! Speak! Long Wen followed the sound of the bell frantically picking up the gravel, his fingers were pierced by the sharp corners of the flesh and blood, and the stones that were removed were stained with blood. Long Wen suddenly stopped, he found that his wife Marina's beautiful face was smashed by the roof beam, and she couldn't distinguish the outline, she held the child tightly in her arms with one hand, and held the mobile phone with the screen constantly flickering in the other, the ringtone still kept playing the song "Night on the outskirts of Moslaka", the song was low and graceful, as if singing a requiem for the dead soul, countless Atlantic Alliance soldiers poured into the city, and the guns in their hands kept spitting tongues of fire. Long Wen knelt on the rubble, wiped his wife's bloody face with his sleeve, and his blood-dripping fingers brushed his son's purple lips, which made his cold little face even paler. Long Wen's lowered hand pressed the "end button" of the mobile phone, and the song stopped abruptly, and the ruins fell silent for an instant. "If only I had gone faster! If only I had it faster! Long Wen covered his face with his hands, and the burning streets of Malanka echoed for a long time with the heart-rending howls of men.

"Hey! Stand up! Yilian came from behind Long Wen, and he turned his head to see the pitch-black barrel between his eyebrows. Feed! Do you understand? I told you to stand up! The Atlantic Federation soldier picked up the gun and motioned him to stand up, Long Wen lowered his head and shook his feet, his tall figure of one meter nine gave the other party invisible pressure, the soldier pointed the gun at the bottom and motioned him to "go down" But he didn't expect that the tall Yarmon man in front of him actually held his gun tightly, and his index finger was against the trigger, so that he had no way to pull the trigger. The soldier hurried to throw his gun, but at that moment an Arrosya automatic pistol was pressed against his head. "Bang!" The gunshots rang out, and the searching soldiers turned their attention to the direction where the gunshots came from, only to see a tall man on the spire of the ruins holding the corpse of the soldier whose head had been blown off with one hand, and a pistol in the other, his face stained with blood and tears, and a pair of black eyes reflected in the burning flames.

The continuous sound of gunfire disturbed the footsteps of the nearby troops, and at this time, an urgent call came from the team's communication equipment: "The third squad is attacked!" Request support from the 'Human-Martial Mecha'! "What kind of enemy needs to use the 'People's Martial Mecha'?" When the two-story "People's Armed Mecha" arrived on Malanka Street, the pilot saw through the cockpit the corpses of the members of the Third Squad mixed in the rubble. Then he turned the joystick and spotted a man with a pistol standing in the middle of the messy street, kicking away the corpse of the soldier at his feet, and approaching him. He began to rush towards him at full speed! The pilot in the cabin couldn't understand the man's crazy behavior, he was like a lion who went crazy in the face of his territory being devoured by human machinery, and rushed to the large machines that were spewing black smoke in order to protect his tribe and territory! "This man is crazy!" The driver thought about raising the "30 caliber rifle" in his hand and "disappeared!" He couldn't believe his eyes, as he was adjusting the screen to search with all his might, a gunshot rang out overhead, the hatch was opened, the moonlight was thrown into the cab, the pitch-black muzzle of the gun reached into the narrow cab, the driver with his hand raised looked up at the enemy standing by the hatch, the silhouette of the enemy in the backlight was completely wrapped in darkness, only the eyes were like mad lions spewing angry blood!