The first rays of the morning sun crossed the deserted and dead city and fell on the old man's face, and he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking far away, and the darkness faded like a tide under his feet. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's dawn." Someone behind him said, accompanied by a crisp sound of pulling the cork, "The darkness before dawn has passed, and it's a new day." ”

The middle-aged man quickly uncorked the red wine bottle and took out two goblets from the wine cabinet, the clear dark red wine shining through the sunlight like gold.

"I hate politicians the most." The colonel said lightly, "Do you know why? ”

"Why?"

"Because they're just going to send other people's children to war and then go home and enjoy good wine." The colonel replied, "Death is only a number on paper for those people, and the lives of soldiers seem to them to be bargaining chips." ”

"Hey, hey, old man, I didn't expect you to be so cynical at your age." The middle-aged man came up with a wine glass, patted the old man on the shoulder, and stood side by side with him in front of the glass window, "Your lovely children exchanged their lives and blood for you a chance to stand here and drink and watch the sunrise, how can you waste it?" There is an old Chinese saying, "If you don't take it, you will be blamed", which means that if you don't grasp the opportunity given to you by God, you will be punished by God. ”

Maxwell Sean took the glass and shook it gently.

"Sounds so shameless."

"The occasional shamelessness is necessary." The middle-aged man said, "As long as it's not an occasional face." ”

"Like you?" Sean asked.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be physically aggressive." The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, "Did I say something wrong?" Enjoying life is the greatest tribute to those who gave their lives for it. ”

The two of them stood in the office with wine glasses and looked out, the smoke of gunpowder over the academy was dissipating, the fierce gunfire like a storm last night had stopped, there were a few sporadic gunshots from time to time, the people of the executive department were organizing everyone to fight fires everywhere, the wounded were sent to the hospital, and the doctors of the whole college were urgently gathered.

"What about the casualties?" The colonel asked.

"There were a lot of casualties." The middle-aged man sighed, "There are six combat attrition, four of them haven't even found their bodies, and the remaining two can barely make up a complete human form, and one person is not a combat attrition, completely missing, so far I don't know whether it is dead or alive, twelve people were wounded, of which eight were lightly injured and six were seriously injured." ”

Sean was silent, the deadliest attack since the Security Zone began.

"I'm only now realizing that what seemed like a formidable safe zone was actually so fragile that it was so vulnerable." The middle-aged man turned and put his wine glass on the coffee table, "If there is another attack, then we will all have to die." ”

"Do you only realize it now?" The Colonel laughed, "Every morning when I stand in this position, I rejoice that I have lived one more day." ”

The middle-aged man bent down to pour his wine, "But no matter how fragile it is, it is also our only safe haven in this boundless storm...... We have no choice but to defend it desperately. ”

Sean looked down, and someone downstairs was carrying a black body bag, and the blood clotted on the zipper of the body bag.

"Old man, you're not a politician, you're a general...... Politicians will only be when they finish drinking, but you will pull out a gun from under the table and jump into the battlefield after drinking. The middle-aged man raised his glass, "For-it, for-them, for-the-eveyone."

The colonel nodded, and drank the red wine in his hand, "For everyone." ”

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Rehma stood on the grass with his chin on his head, looking up at the back wall of the dormitory building in front of him.

"What do you think is causing this?" Rech asked.

Luo Cheng sat on the steps on the side, the Barrett sniper rifle stood against the wall, the young man had a bloodstained bandage on his head, his left hand tied with a splint hanging from his neck, and he looked at the crowd coming and going in the distance, people roaring and shuttling through the academy, there were wounded everywhere, there were fires everywhere...... This is largely due to the unrestrained use of grenades and rockets by the security guards of the Executive Department.

After a night's work, the security zone was devastated from a neat military academy to a Syrian battlefield bombed by U.S. forces, with bullet marks on the facades of buildings, shattered glass, blackened lawns turned up in patches, and neatly trimmed bushes burning in front of the main building...... It looks like a devil sweeping into the village.

"Hey Luo Cheng, what do I ask you?" Rech didn't get an answer, so he turned his head and called him, "What do you think is causing this?" ”

Luo Cheng frowned, looked in the direction that Lei He was pointing, and was taken aback.

There was a deep hole in the wall in front of Rehe, and a huge crack radiated from this hole to all sides, almost penetrating the entire wall, and the masonry, steel, and concrete in the crack were all broken, and it looked as if the wall had been smashed by the sledgehammer of the demolition team.

The lawn at Reich's feet was charred black, and the lawn and the ground were plowed out with a deep mark several meters long, and Luo Cheng's gaze moved forward along the ditch, and finally landed on the opposite teaching building...... There was a hole in the wall of the building large enough for an adult to get into.

"The ...... of the storm Armor-piercing shells? ”

In Luo Cheng's impression, only the armor-piercing shells of the heavy attack mecha had this kind of power, and if this was really the trace of a cannonball, then this cannon pierced through two buildings.

Rehe shook his head, "Storm was with me last night, and we were on the other side of the academy...... Although his shooting accuracy is not very high, it is not so bad that it misses the target to this point. ”

"Hunter?"

Rech frowned, "But what about this burn and heat marks?" The Marauder is not Charizard. ”

"What do you think?"

"I have a ridiculous guess......" Rech scratched his head, he lifted his foot and plunged his foot into the hole, "do you think it looks like someone kicked this wall and ...... Kicked down an entire wall? ”

(The first half of Ruined City is over, and the second half will be seen in 2017!)

Well...... That's right, it's tomorrow. ）