"It's Kandagawa, we're saved." The river became their last hope of survival.

However, before they could run to the river, a person's clothes were ignited by the scorching air waves, and instantly turned into a burning man, and the person next to them was also ignited by the flames on this person's body. At this high temperature, just the slightest hint of an open flame can turn those combustibles into a flame.

And another spray of white phosphorus bombs in the sky. Let these people endure another "white terror", hundreds of people in one area were hit by white phosphorus bombs, and they were immediately burned to the flesh and flesh, and the shape was wiped out.

Ishihara Shinta Wolf didn't care about any decency and dignity at this time, and quickly tore off his clothes. Now those clothes are the deadly soul hook. Rather than being burned to death by his clothes, it is better to take them off first, and as soon as he threw them away, his pile of clothes quickly burned, and the sweat that stuck to his clothes turned into grease, which could not stop the burning, but added to their burning.

There are basically not many people who can run to the river, only those who are physically good enough can do this, and the bosses and bureaucrats who were originally pampered have no advantage in this regard, and many people are even trampled under their feet because they can't keep up with the fast pace of these people's escape, and become a charred corpse.

"Plop, plop!"

The people who ran to the river couldn't wait to jump into the river, thinking like dumplings. Constantly people fled to the river and jumped, and as soon as they jumped down the river, a cool air enveloped their bodies, compared to the situation they had had been on the shore before. It was like heaven.

At this time, Ishihara Shintawolf also temporarily settled down, and he realized that even in this flowing river, the temperature of the water in winter has become a comfortable temperature like bath water at home, and there is no trace of cold feeling at all.

The pools and man-made lakes in the city's parks are probably boiling, and if anyone had taken refuge there, they would have been cooked by now, but in the midst of this flowing river, the cold water is constantly being brought here, and the water that has been warmed here is constantly flowing into the sea. It is basically impossible to boil such a river. For the time being, they escaped with their lives.

But at this time, Ishihara Shinta Wolf suddenly appeared, and on the surface of the river not far from him, there was actually a pile of white material floating, and a faint blue-green flame was burning on it. Shinta Ishihara suddenly reacted. Isn't this the white phosphorus bomb that the planes of those people spewed? How could such a large chunk appear in the river?

He jerked his head to see a white phosphorus bomb exploding in the air, spraying the white wax in the direction where they were. Now it was their most beautiful and glorious form, the vivid jellyfish shape, if it was just fireworks, it would be the most beautiful, but if it appeared as a deadly weapon, it would be a terrifying white ghost.

Ishihara is really a wolf, and now the moment he looks up. The river was already covered with this kind of white phosphorus burning with strange flames, and the people next to him had already been hit by white phosphorus bullets, and the people who screamed, and the people who kept waving their limbs in the river because of the severe pain. Stirring up those white phosphorus bombs in the river, and Ishihara Shintawolf suddenly felt a pain in his chest. A large cloud of burning white phosphorus hit his chest, and his chest was instantly burned black, and Ishihara Shinta Wolf could even see his charred ribs and his heart beating in his chest, but this had become his last memory, the person who was hit in the chest by white phosphorus was instantly burned off his sternum and ribs, and the heart that leaked out, even if it didn't burn again, even the seawater that kept pouring into his chest was already deadly.

The river is no longer a safe place. Covered in the eerie incendiary sprays of white phosphorus bombs, a bomber suddenly whizzed by, mercilessly dropping bombs marked with black flame symbols on them. These people in the river were able to recognize the napalm of the Chinese who were the biggest culprits in the Tokyo fire.

The napalm that fell on the water surface instantly burst out with powerful flames of more than thirty meters before the people in this area could react, they were already surrounded by flames, and they couldn't even scream out, they were burned into char by this high temperature of more than 3,000 degrees, and what was even more terrifying was that. Now the water surface is covered with this constantly burning napalm block, and the incompatibility of water and fire has become a joke at this moment.

But even so, the people on the water are still constantly looking for the dead corners of the flames on the water, and are unwilling to leave the water, but when they want to leave, there is no chance, the flames on both sides of the river and on the water surface quickly consume those limited air, and the large amount of toxic gas produced by the combustion of white phosphorus makes these people unable to breathe, many people tightly hold their necks and suffocate to death, and those who temporarily dive into the water in order to avoid the flames of floating objects on the water, At this time, they no longer have a chance to surface, they are already dissatisfied with these burning flames, some people can't stand the pain of suffocation, and surface, but the flames around him immediately surround him, burn him to death or suffocate to death, sometimes the choice is so simple and cruel.

At this time, not only the small pools and artificial lakes in the city became boiling pots, but the rivers of this living water began to boil, and in those pools in the city, they were covered with floating corpses, and in the rivers, countless fish also began to turn their bellies, and the warm water, which was originally only more than 30 degrees, soon became bubbling boiling water, even if the upstream constantly transported the icy river water here. It is still not possible to change this, and the corpses of those who were burned, poisoned, and suffocated to death are now boiled meat in boiling water, and are quickly boiled to the point of flesh.

But even so, those who are in the river are still reluctant to leave the river, because the temperature in their city of Tokyo has reached one or two hundred degrees at this time, and this temperature is nothing compared to a thousand degrees.

Just the river water. It's quite cool, and in this thousand-degree heat, the trees, the human body, the houses in Tokyo. Metals will spontaneously combust and turn into charred black or white oxides, and even the doors and windows of Western-style buildings, street lamps, signs, and other metal products on the road will melt into a flowing magma-like substance at this temperature. It's like moving the lava and flames of the Burning Hell into Tokyo, and the fires on the ground spread beyond everyone's imagination, and the flames seem to be free from the theorem that combustible things must be combustible for combustion, and they seem to be able to ignite the eternal earth and make it their burning thing.

The earth trembled like an earthquake, because the Chinese bombers used the powerful cloudburst bomb again, but the people who died in this cloudburst bomb were undoubtedly happier than those who were burned to death, because they did not have to endure the torment of burning their bodies. The peak of the flames over Tokyo has reached an altitude of 3,000 meters, and even the Chinese Black Hawk fighters, such an aircraft with excellent performance, do not dare to fly to an altitude of less than 6,000 meters in such a place where the flames are concentrated.

The flames of Tokyo roared more violently than artillery and bombs under the frantic tongue of the gale wind, and the smoke and dust swirled wildly with the wind caused by the flames, and the direction of the wind seemed to be uncertain. They can tilt their heat elsewhere at any time.

The upper-class people in the high-rise residential area were also forced into their own basement bomb shelters by this crazy flame. This kind of air-raid shelter generally has that kind of ventilation hole. But now these vents have become lethal, consuming their already small amount of air.

These upper-class people, their bomb shelters are generally dug very deep, even if there is such a fierce flame outside, the high temperature still has no way to help them, but the burning flames outside the cave entrance are enough to consume all their oxygen, and those high-ranking people in the bomb shelter, many of them even strangled their wives and children to ensure that they breathe air. But this was obviously impossible, and after the bombing, many of the bodies that were exhumed were finally suffocated to death.

But there is no such treatment in those bomb shelters that are dug up in the mountains for the use of civilians, and the bomb shelters they dig are mainly to defend against the vertical strikes of the enemy, in the face of such flames. Ming Yan did not play the main role, this kind of bomb shelter did block the substances sprayed by napalm and white phosphorus bombs, but they could not defend against the rolling heat caused by the combustion.

Yumi Iwamoto was also lucky enough to escape to an air-raid shelter where there was no flame for the time being, and the air-raid shelter was already full of people, all of them had black ash on their faces, many of them were burned, some of them had a large burn-through hole in their arms, and the muscle tissue next to them had become rotten and discolored under the poisonous substance, but these people were still glad that they were able to escape in this disaster.

The cold wind blowing from the sea made this bomb shelter even have a cold feeling, but because of the expansion of the bombing range of the Chinese bombers, especially after the arrival of the Global Overlord, the bombing range was once again increased. The outside of this bomb shelter was also shrouded in a raging flame, and the originally cold bomb shelter quickly became warm, but this warmth soon turned into a scorching heat that they could not bear.

Yumi Iwamoto's thick cotton clothes at this time have covered her unbearably, under this heat, she can't care about any shame, she takes off her cotton clothes, single clothes, and even underwear, this is to make her feel cooler, at this time any trace of clothing on her body is the culprit that prevents her body from dissipating heat, but sweat still keeps falling from her body, even if she takes off her clothes completely, she still can't withstand the torment of this heat. (To be continued......)