The surrounding people who had been hiding in the house were screaming and fleeing from the bomb, the walls of the house collapsed, the dust was everywhere, and the children were crying and screaming for their fathers who were hit by the falling wall after the bomb hit them.

Xu Zhiping dragged the Ivesu woman to the back door of his pickup truck, while the woman looked around, calm and not crying under the fierce bombardment.

He removed his AK47 rifle from the car and pinned a row of 5.56mm bullets to his waist. He also took grenades and smoke grenades and put them in his military bag. Because of the suddenness of the incident, he only brought so much equipment.

Seeing that the woman was still looking around with a curious probe who was not caring for her life under the rain of bullets, he had no choice but to call, "Follow me, where is your bomb shelter here?" ”

The woman led him to the bomb shelter, and the journey was thrilling. The air-raid shelter was overcrowded, and it was hard to squeeze in, but it was still blazing outside. He pulled out his satellite phone from his trouser pocket and called back to the camp, "Hey? Captain! I'm Zhiping, and the rebels are on the move! ”

"You're in the town now?"

"Yes. The situation is dangerous. ”

"We have just received the information, and we have already left the car to go to the town, and you are waiting for us to support. Stay safe first. Xu Fan heard a rumbling explosion on the other end of the phone from the phone.

In the bomb shelter, Iwesu civilians covered their ears and hugged their heads and cried, revealing great fear.

Outside, the government forces were engaged in a fierce gun battle with the rebels, and all they heard was the sound of machine gun fire and grenade explosions.

Suddenly, outside the air-raid shelter, Xu Zhiping saw an old man crawling over with a baby in his arms, and the old man's leg was blown off at some point, dragging his body all the way, and there were blood stains everywhere he crawled.

Xu Zhiping took the lead in rushing forward, picking up the child and the old man and making a gesture to drill into the hole, at the same time, in front of them, a government soldier was shot and fell, and without a human bulletproof shield, the bullets instantly rained down. Xu Zhiping wrapped the child in his arms, pushed the old man away, and quickly rolled on the ground several times, a bullet flew past him, hit the wall, and shot a large hole.

I thought I had escaped a catastrophe, but I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, a bullet came in front of me again, and the old man of Ives jumped up with all his strength and one foot to block the bullet for them, and Xu Zhiping arrived safely at the air-raid shelter at this time, and at the same time raised his pistol to knock down the gunman of the rebels on the opposite side.

However, the old man fell in response, and he still could not save him. Xu Zhiping's heart was blank, and there was a buzzing voice in his head. This is the first time he has truly seen the scene of a living person living and dying in front of him like this, but he has no power to return to heaven. It was the first time he had truly seen the cruelty of killing and the fragility of life.

I don't know how long it took, but the gunfire finally stopped for a while. The civilians in the bomb shelter slowly crawled out, looking for their family whose fate was uncertain, and their originally beautiful and harmonious home, Siqili, was completely turned upside down overnight and became a ruin. There are many people whose wives are separated and whose families are ruined. Some of their relatives were blown to the ground, and some were blown up to the point that their internal organs were bursting out.

The whole town was filled with the wails of sorrow.

On the sandbags, the corpses of government soldiers with severed hands or feet were strewn everywhere, and rivers of blood flowed everywhere. Xu Zhiping looked at these horrific scenes, and every step was tragic and heavy.

"Zhiping!" Xu Fan's voice sounded, and Xu Zhiping raised his head and saw his familiar comrades. Everyone shook off their usual relaxed appearance, and their faces were grim. There were several soldiers, and when they saw the dead people in the town, they couldn't help but feel a little sick to their stomachs.

"Captain."

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine." Xu Zhiping's voice sounded weak.

"Government forces have sent reinforcements, and the rebels in the town have been wiped out. But everyone must cheer up! We need to work with local government forces to protect civilians. Xu Fan said.

The group arrived at the shelter of the Ivesu army in the town of Schiri, where many of the wounded were being bandaged and treated by medics, and civilians were huddled in corners.

It's been two weeks.

For two weeks in a row, Xu Zhiping almost didn't close his eyes, everyone took turns to stand guard, and his spirit was always in an extremely tense state. Occasionally, the rebels would come over and make a fuss, but the scale was not very large. At present, it is not known the number of rebel troops, because almost overnight, rebels poured out in all parts of the country, and the Ivesu government can be said to be defenseless, so the support of the government army in Sqiri is not much, and they can only barely defend the city, not daring to leave the town. Moreover, the rebels were staring at the food transportation routes, and all the troops that transported food to the towns were wiped out on the way, so food was quite scarce. For two weeks, food has been left without access, plunging people into a tread of death and starvation. In the beginning, each soldier had one baked cake a day, and then half a day.

At this time, Xu Zhiping, who was sitting outside the shelter, was about to bite off the remaining quarter of the pancake, when a little boy from Ives came up to him, his eyes sunken, his face sallow, skinny, and his belly swollen like a ball.