"Don't." Sun Haowen roared shortly and neatly, and then grabbed Zhang Zhiyu's arm.

Zhang Zhiyu has already exposed his head, the narrow gaps on both sides, the corpses are piled up, the bullets are raining, the scorched air exudes a thick fishy smell, mixed with a shallow sweet breath, fear swells violently in the brain, the cold current surges in the warm bone marrow, dominating the stiff limbs, he just wants to get away from the center of the battlefield as soon as possible.

Sun Haowen dragged his body back with all his strength, his facial features twisted in one place, and a black shadow in the front row suddenly rushed out, shattering into countless pieces of charred meat.

Zhang Zhiyu retracted the cover of the seat and exhaled heavily, only to find that he hadn't breathed for a long time, his facial features were stretched unnaturally, his eyes widened, his body fell together, and his breathing sounded with a sharp whistle.

"I ...... What the ......," he flailed his arms in exasperation.

"It's okay," Sun Haowen stared at the front, bullet after bullet shuttled by, and his speed of speech became faster and faster, "Wait, wait...... Listen to me, go, don't stop, run, run, lower your body, don't look the fuck away! He roared.

"What...... What the are you talking about? Zhang Zhiyu hadn't caught his breath yet, and scolded angrily inexplicably.

"Let's go!" Sun Haowen burst out with a low roar from his throat, and a figure suddenly rushed from behind, and he immediately pushed Zhang Zhiyu fiercely, hurriedly squeezing out of the gap between the black shadow and the seat.

The bullet exploded on the soldier's body, the gray smoke was violently lifted, containing a trace of cold blood mist, he straightened his body, ready to meet the impact, Sun Haowen quickly jumped out of the gap, the crisp layers of the soldier's exoskeleton continued to explode, the two ran frantically to the back row, dozens of people held the battle line, and someone fell every second.

"Let's go!" The world seems to flow through the colors in a hurry, gradually dimming, dazzling, from time to time condensed on the way, the sound melts into a ball of ping-pong bloated light, but Zhang Zhiyu heard the word clearly, the pistol clattered to the ground, he clenched his fists, his nails sank deep into the flesh and blood, running frantically, running through rows of exploding guns, sweeping past the roaring crowd, jumping over the layers of corpses, just running.

The sound of the soldier falling to the ground was so piercing that the exoskeleton fell to the ground with a clatter, but there were no bones left under the metal.

He could only shout the word, and he caught a glimpse of the soldiers leaping out, using their bodies as a barrier.

It's too late.

Throwing out the box, the bullet easily pierced through it, shattering the crystallization of more than ten years of energy and memory, and then, the right limb that was instinctively thrown up, the entire forearm exploded, and the bone-white section twisted into twisted flowers, and the flesh and blood scattered like fireworks, splashing on the shattered doll, and then falling down together.

He was still running, the last row of the cabin was close at hand, his body was falling with a quick pace, and behind him, the screams of the soldiers filled his brain, they were being shattered alive, the pain gradually exploding, and the sky was spinning.

"You made it." Jang Zhiyu dragged his neck into the end of the cabin, his lips gently brushing the black man's short, sharp hair, "We succeeded." ”

Sun Haowen's eyes widened suddenly, kicked up his legs, easily opened Zhang Zhiyu, roared and jumped up like a cheetah, his rock-like left arm strangled the bare rough neck, his right hand twisted and protruding bone fragments, accumulated, and inserted straight into the eye sockets of a member, the gun landed gently, the bone fragments were completely shattered, but they pierced the skull, and the soldiers who tried to assassinate were stunned, their limbs twitched wildly, and they finally grabbed Sun Haowen with all their energy, but they fell to the ground at the same time as him, still twitching, stared at the only remaining olive eye, but it had long since lost its lustre.

"This ......"

"No possible."

He ...... Fuck it......"

"What a fucking surprise."

......

The soldiers sighed and muttered to themselves, they completely destroyed the corpse, it was only a simple reflex, the muscles twitched from time to time, the fingers stretched and contracted, but the spirit was dead. That's not enough. Eventually, the bullets left him with no bones left.

Zhang Zhiyu gently opened the medical kit, watching the shiny pitch-black metal slowly wrap around the terrifying gap in his right arm, and the light blue fluorescence jumped between the gaps.

"Oh...... Oh, my God. Sun Haowen sighed in a low voice and shook his head, "I still don't need you to take care of it?" ”

Let the bullets explode and the wounded wail, but the two could clearly hear every word on both sides.

"Fuck ......" Zhang Zhiyu took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth, "Don't fucking thank you for still pulling this king and eight calves?" Got one? He caught a glimpse of the corner of the seat behind him still burning.

"Ao ......" Sun Haowen couldn't stop getting up, but a bright smile gradually overflowed, and the corners of his mouth gradually opened, "What will be your name?" Zhang Zhiyu? What a fucking stupid name. ”

"Shut your fucking mouth, Sun Haowen!" Zhang Zhiyu yelled.

The two laughed maniacally, tears streaming down their cheeks, diluting the blood that had congealed on their cheeks.

"It's fucking stupid, both in terms of the name and the regime." Sun Haowen gently flicked away the burning cigarette tail.

"Don't forget that the government is made up of the people." Zhang Zhiyu lit two cigarettes again, and stared in amazement at the rising ashes, sparks fluttering, dancing with the ashes in the air.

"I don't want it." Sun Haowen shook his hand and threw away his cigarette, and raised the medical bag with difficulty as he roared, "Labor and management are going to kill you, baby Batman, you are really a bad flying squirrel." ”

"Through the clothes?" Zhang Zhiyu gently hugged the strong arm and lay down obediently, his hands gently sliding down the solid muscles until the layer of metal surrounded by clouds. The shirt was limp open, and its swarthy chest rose and fell regularly.

"No, that's stupid, as stupid as your name." Sun Haowen licked Zhang Zhiyu's cheeks with all his might, his eyes closed slightly, all the way up, grabbed his earlobe, and bit gently, he opened Zhang Zhiyu's clothes with difficulty.

The two were entangled together, flesh and blood melted together, Zhang Zhiyu felt the warm breath, felt the hot heat emitted by the skin falling together, felt the tough feel of the towering muscles, felt the angular cheeks, and the large drops of sweat were left behind.

The blood soaked through the clothes, shook softly in a row, and gently patted on the hot skin, and the blood, along the perfect muscle lines, overflowed into a river.

No one cared about the increasingly frantic exchange of fire between the two sides, the rebels poured out of their nests, frantically killing themselves, the lines of fire were layered on top of each other, and the cramped cabin turned into a sea of flesh and blood.

No one cares if there are rebels in the cabin, if the ships are still under control, who wins.

No one cared about the ship's roar shuttling through the radiant clouds, the drive erupted with a dazzling blue flare, tearing the turbid sky fiercely, ahead, a vague light source gradually appeared, a vague hemispherical shield, enveloping the entire endless new city, in the dying earth, faintly erupting with a dim light, it was getting closer and closer.

The two were just entangled, writhing wildly, as if there was no tomorrow, the future, the past, hastily turned to ashes, and the two could only feel each other, in the sea of blood.

"I love you." Sun Haowen shouted breathlessly.

"Me too." Zhang Zhiyu clasped the burly and broad back, grasped it tighter, and whispered, "Me too." ”