Chapter 112: The Night of the Massacre

(The shelves are already open, but let's plan for later.) )

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The most understandable explanation for Einstein's theory of relativity is that the same length of time a person feels while lying on a hot iron plate and in a comfortable bed is an absolutely different length in the senses.

Of course, this explanation is still far from the true theory of relativity, but it is at least a very vivid metaphor in the sense of ordinary people's understanding.

Now.

For Xia Qing, the whole night they felt was far longer than they normally stayed in the comfortable bed in the hotel room......

It's been a long night.

The resistance of the Baiyue people has never stopped.

However, you can hear it just by listening to the sounds, and the gunshots coming from the city are getting thinner and thinner.

From the initial roasted bean-like gunfire to the sparse now, this kind of voice that no one usually wants to hear around represents hope in the hearts of Baiyue people at this time. At this time, the army's rescue was still far away, but the Baiyue people in the city had to start fighting with benches, kitchen knives and those big bugs.

Ugly appearances always bring unwanted fear.

These bugs that enter the Earth through spatial cracks that appear out of nowhere have the appearance of an extremely terrifying alien in a science fiction story.

However.

The only thing that luckily is...... These outsiders don't know about the Baiyue people, or human architecture.

Maybe they can rely on the membrane wings behind them to cross the obstacles of short streets and buildings. But they can't use this advantage in the building.

In the small indoor space, as long as the owner of the house is willing to fight these locusts, he can still have the power to fight with weapons.

Small market.

As one of the city's main markets, the small market is not small, with a long line of streets and several branch alleys, weaving into a large market.

Because Baiyue housing prices are not expensive.

On weekdays, these merchants can often buy or rent houses near the market, and some of them simply live in small cubicles or attics in the shops to save money.

Today, there are many locust people gathered here.

As one of the Zerg that wins by numbers, most of the Flying Locusts are not equipped with weapons or even armor.

However, in fact, on the planet Quunchira, most of the Zerg will make and use weapons.

For example, the bees who like to use short spears, the black armor who are good at heavy hammers and axes, and even the ant tribes who are the best at crafting, and the countries that are equipped with primitive firearms on a large scale.

But in practice, because the number of Zerg is too large, no matter which Zerg force is equipped with weapons by regular soldiers, ordinary Zerg need to bring their own weapons.

Coming to this city of Baiyue people, these soldiers of the Flying Locust Clan couldn't help but shout extravagance when they looked at the iron products that could be seen everywhere.

In their country, every bit of metal is strictly controlled.

All hard metals must be used to make weapons.

And on this strange planet, these weak "meat worms" who have no carapace and are not strong have so much steel! And it was not used to make weapons, but was placed everywhere to make those unknown household items...... This contrast made the locust people very jealous.

"Move all the steel back!".

"These cowardly flesh worms don't deserve such resources! Kill them all! ”。

"Nope! To leave some! The meat quality of those otherworldly meat worms is very good! A bloodstained locust soldier shook loudly and shouted.

Buzzing......

A few flying locusts swept through the air.

One of the locusts dropped the human child he was holding directly from the air...... It fell to the ground in front of the market with a thud.

Deliberately thrown from the height of a four- or five-story building, how can a four- or five-year-old child withstand this kind of impact?

The young life was silent in an instant.

The streets were full of locusts passing through the sky, breaking into doors everywhere with the intention of killing all the inhabitants of the houses.

As intelligent beings, locusts and humans also have the instinct to slaughter and mutilate other life.

In the midst of blood and fire, countless Baiyue people who resisted or did not resist were dragged to the street and cut off their heads and limbs with kitchen knives and axes found in their own rooms.

Some of the kitchen knives and axes were so rusty and blunt that many of the decapitated Baiyue people needed a dozen or more knives to die, and some of the heads seemed to be unbroken and twisted strangely on their bodies by flesh......

"I'm fighting you guys!" A young man who was hiding in the house and saw the murder of a girl next door who sweetly called his brother at the end of school in the evening rushed out of the store with red eyes.

However.

He is not Huo Yuanjia, let alone Huang Feihong.

Anger and fear overwhelmed him, and the frenzied attack was actually non-threatening due to the stiffness of his muscles.

After dodging his attack, several locusts surrounded him, and their large hands with hard carapaces grabbed the boy deadly.

Several locust men, who were slightly stronger than the middle-aged men who did heavy physical labor, pressed the boy to the ground with a little force.

A locust man approached with a bloodstained kitchen knife and grabbed the boy by the hair and pulled it high.

"Ahh I'm going to kill you! Kill you......" The young man roared angrily, and the locust man pressed his kitchen knife against his throat and pulled hard! Poof! The thin flesh of the throat was torn open.

In the strange gasp of 'gurgling', countless blood poured out, and several flying locusts let go of the boy.

As he struggled on the ground, twisted, and tried in vain to cover his wound with his hands, the vocal organs of his larynx vibrated sharply and harshly.

Even if they don't understand the language of these big bugs, people who are still hiding in the shadows at this time can understand that these beasts are laughing wildly.

Similar scenes are playing out all over the city.

Compared to organized locust soldiers.

The quality of human beings is not much different from theirs, though.

But it is really difficult for the disorganized civilian population to integrate and exert its due strength. Most of them were caught and killed with little violent resistance. Even the occasional few who dare to fight for their lives will soon be wiped out by the large swarms of flying locusts, and then those ordinary people who dare not resist will soon follow in their footsteps.

Time ticks by.

When dawn finally came late.

The first rays of sunlight pierce the darkness and shine on the earth.

The Baiyue City, which was originally quiet and prosperous yesterday evening, has already shown an apocalyptic scene at this time.