On the highway along the river, the convoy of the First Legion.

"Respectfully, it looks like we're late." Hong Guochou stared at the airships floating in the sky and the warships blocking the river.

"Why does Elder Hong have to suffer so much? Protecting the territory and the people is the duty of my Eastern Army, and since I have encountered a large number of zombies along the way, I definitely need to clear them. Once those zombies invade the mainland, it will be much more difficult to clean them up, and if they really put it into action, they don't know how many times the price they have to pay today, and the consequences are unimaginable. Tang Jingzhi held a feather fan and talked eloquently.

Hong Guochou sighed: "The zombies have been exterminated, but this time they will definitely be hated by Nian Mad and Sun Zaichen." ”

Tang Jingzhi laughed: "You can't have both fish and bear's paws, and Hong Lao is worried that it is a little redundant." ”

"Oh? Why do you say this? ”

"Elder Hong, look at this Shuimen City, it is full of devastation, and it must be a fierce battle. After this time, most of the Third Legion was greatly damaged, and after the New Year, Dragon City would definitely come up with a proper plan for dealing with this war. With the temperament of the Long family, it will inevitably redivide the sphere of influence, the Third Army has always been the weakest, and it is the northern people who crossed to the south, and it is not treated by the central faction, this time it will definitely be remembered. You always think about it, at this juncture, these northern people rely on us too late, where will there be any complaints? ”

Hong Guochou thought about it, and it was really so, so he nodded and said: "What Jing Zhi said is very true, let's go over." ”

Tang Jingzhi pointed his feather fan, the convoy raised its flag, and the giant open-road armored car at the head slowly started, the snow and dust rolled, and the convoy galloped towards the legion fortress.

The transport plane flew away, and the cruiser fleet on the Yangtze River slowly moved east.

Wang Qiang came out of the hole.

It was really unlucky to be forced to burrow into the ground by a woman, Wang Qiang didn't figure it out for a long time, why that woman was so violent.

No, the soldiers present at this time all cast awe-inspiring glances at themselves and kept pointing.

"It's this man who can actually get out in front of Jiang Yu!"

"I saw it last night, and I slashed a giant zombie with one sword!"

"Hey, the sky has eyes, our Third Legion finally has the goods to be put on the table."

……

Wang Qiang walked all the way, enjoying the treatment of a hero.

Wang Qiang doesn't care about this, there is still a very important thing now, that is, he has to find Maomao.

It took half a day for Wang Qiang to finally find Guan Xiaoyun and Mao Mao.

"Brother Wang Qiang!" Mao Mao threw herself directly into Wang Qiang's arms.

Guan Xiaoyun took Maomao to hide in the legion fortress all night, and he was not disturbed by the war, which is the biggest good thing.

"My father was attending a meeting, and I heard that the situation was very bad, and Nian Shuai and Hong Lao both slapped the table at the meeting." Guan Xiaoyun said.

"That's not my concern." Wang Qiang smiled.

"And what do you care about?" Guan Xiaoyun was stunned.

"Care about the people around you." Wang Qiang looked at Mao Mao in his arms, and Vivian snuggled up to him.

Xiao plucked his nostrils and leaned his face over......

Second Master Wang found his nephew, and after the catastrophe, both the uncle and nephew were safe and sound, which was really happy.

"Thighs, thighs, so you're here! That's great! ”

Li Bai ran to Wang Qiang, and this guy finally found a set of clothes, so he didn't have to run around wrapped in sheets.

Sandru had been dug out of the tunnel, and like many of the soldiers who had not been able to leave the tunnels, the Slav's body was dead.

Eduardo and Mario, along with several other foreigners, get together and have a heated argument.

Brian sat alone in a full chair, biting his corn pipe in contemplation, and it seemed like a whole day.

The city is in ruins.

The dead are long gone, and the living still have to live.

Everyone in Pratunam is thinking about what needs to be done.

I want to do something just to not give up on life.

The fighters spontaneously began to clean up the battlefield, and the refugees spontaneously began to set up tents.

Early this morning, the snow had stopped, and the ground was covered with thin ice, wet and cold.

Inside and outside the city, in the middle of the ruins, gunshots were heard from time to time in the four fields.

It's sending wounded soldiers and civilians on their last legs, or killing zombies that have slipped through the net.

Wang Qiang looked at Watergate.

Here, yesterday it was a thriving city, but now it is in ruins, rubble and ruins.

Wang Qiang was so sad.

"Mom, Mom, where are you? Mom, if you hear your son's call, just say ......" A young man in tattered clothes was looking for his mother in the rubble after the bombing.

"Ah Xiu, Ah Xiu, are you still alive?" A man with a baby in his arms searches for his lover in the rubble.

"Wife, wife, wake up!" The weeping man guards his wife, who is already stiff.

"Brother, brother, where are you...... A little girl holding a little raccoon pillow stood on the ruins crying.

The rise and fall of the world, the war in the world, the most bitter are the ordinary people!

The whole city was filled with cries.

Today, it's a city of weeping.

Yellow paper and white flowers are flying with ashes, families are mourning the souls of the dead and saying goodbye to their relatives, and there are people everywhere who are shedding tears.

"Wife, you go well, bring money on the road, buy food when you are hungry, and when your grandson is older, I will accompany you." An old man with his little grandson fell on his knees in the rubble, burning yellow paper.

"Rest assured, my dear, I will love you alone in this life! You're gone, I'm not going to marry for the rest of my life, I'm going to join the army, I'm going to fight zombies, I'm going to avenge you! "A man digs a man's grave in the dirt with his bloody hands, and next to him, the mutilated body of a woman is carefully pieced together......

Wang Qiang walked through the city, rescued several people from the ruins, and killed several zombies with his fists.

Wang Qiang felt very tired.

Exhaustion like never before.

Because it's uncomfortable, I'm tired.

Suddenly, Wang Qiang stopped, and among the ruins and broken walls, a signboard was lying among the ashes.

A bowl of noodle restaurant!

Wang Qiang remembers this noodle shop, the kind boss, the innocent little sister, and where are they now? Still alive?

Behind her, Vivien hugged Maomao and followed with tears in her eyes.

Although I don't have a sense of belonging to this city, seeing it become a barren place carries thousands of sad hearts, and even normal people will be sad about it.

"No matter how long it will be, the city will be left with a scar that will be visible to the bone." Xiao Zhong said.

"I can't imagine that when you are still poetic, I really envy a careless guy like you, who can have a lot less opportunities to feel distressed." Li Bai put a platinum ring on his hand that he didn't know where to pick up, and said slowly.

No one noticed, he was wearing two identical rings on his hands.

Among the ruins.

Wang Erye had tears in his eyes, and he couldn't cry.

Wang Erye took an erhu from his nephew's hand and played solo at the city where the smoke of gunfire had not dispersed.

The miserable and miserable tone sounded in the heavens and the earth, and Wang Erye raised his throat and cried:

There are many cemeteries on the north and south hills

The Qingming Festival swept away

Paper ash flies as white butterflies

Tears and blood stained red azaleas

Sunset fox sleeping on the mound

At night, return to the children's laughing lamp

If there is wine in life, you must be drunk

A drop of He once went to the Nine Springs

If there is wine in life, you must be drunk

A drop of He once went to the Nine Springs

yes

To Nine Springs!

The meeting inside the Team Fortress lasted almost ten hours.

Dong Wen and Ye Bufan slammed the door one after another, and the two of them were indeed the most bloody men in the Third Legion.

The soldiers guarding the fortress had no idea what was going on that would make the two lieutenant generals disregard their manners.

Under the protection of Hong Guochou, Long Haoran, who committed the bombing crime, left Watergate City in an airship safe and sound.

This behavior caused a large number of officers and soldiers of the Third Army to be dissatisfied, and the mutiny almost broke out, but fortunately, Nian Mad and Sun Zaichen were able to pacify them.

As dusk approached, the First Army slowly marched back to the Dongmen City station.

On the ruins, smoke rises everywhere.

The living, there will always be a sad place, starting from the beginning.

"The reconstruction will begin tomorrow." Qiu Yuanyuan said to Wang Qiang.

"Hopefully tomorrow will be better." Wang Qiang looked at the sleeping Mao Mao in his arms and said.

"Tomorrow has to be better!" Vivien said.

"Wang Qiang, what are your plans?" Qiu Yuanyuan asked.

"Go back to Dongtian Town tomorrow, and then go to Black Mountain City, and then ...... I don't know, it's a day. Wang Qiang said.

"Black City? Where are you from? Qiu Yuanyuan said curiously.

"I've been living in Montenegro for a few months, and there are some things that I haven't dealt with." Wang Qiang replied.

"Wang Qiang, the legion needs you! Join the Third Legion, and with your abilities, you can become a powerful general. Qiu Yuanyuan said.

"No, Wang Qiang wants to come with me. We are going to Europe, to the Apennines, I have estates in Sicily, where our lives should be! Vivien said.

Qiu Yuanyuan showed a strange look.

"Hey, I still have a lot of things to deal with, let's talk about the future later, who will know in the future?" Wang Qiang replied noncommittal.

"I don't care, I want to be with you!" Vivien hugged Wang Qiang tightly.

Wang Qiang looked at the sky, and at this time, a huge sunset was slowly disappearing.

In the distance, the Yangtze River heads east, and the dark fog reaches the end of the east.

Approaching, people who are busy living and dying are constantly moving.

A cute apple face comes to mind.

Wang Qiang was stunned.

Withered vines, old trees, faint crows

Small bridges and flowing water

Ancient road west wind thin horse

Sunset

The heartbroken man is at the end of the world

……

In December 2123, Wang Qiang experienced a tragedy in Watergate.

Because of this tragedy, some people began to think, to think about some questions that they had never thought about before.

There are some stories that have just come to an end, and there are some that have just begun.

End of Volume III