The feeling of surviving is not always good, and the chance of survival like this, which is obtained by paying the lives of teammates, is too expensive!

There is no joy of surviving, no dialogue, no relief, only suppressed silence and bitter hatred.

Listening to the unwilling roars of the dark chasers outside the door and the scraping sound of sharp claws hitting the door of the vault, Miao Pu clenched his fists fiercely and rushed to the door of the vault like crazy, but was grabbed by Gu Wenyuan, and a loud slap woke up Miao Pu in the rampage.

"Sleep!" Liu Xi's voice was slightly hoarse, and then he found a corner in the vault and lay down curled.

This night is undoubtedly long and bitter, Miao Pu can even hear Liu Xi and Gu Wenyuan's low sobs, they all say that men don't flick when they have tears, but before they are sad, Wang Haidong's death is like a sharp knife in the hearts of several people, how not to hurt?

7 a.m.

As soon as Liu Xi's body moved, Gu Wenyuan and Miao Pu reacted, and it seemed that everyone had not had a good rest this night.

Without much communication, he silently distributed the remaining ammunition and began to cut the door of the vault, while Miao Pu fixed the bow to his backpack, carrying a quiver and carrying a double knife and waiting for the door of revenge to open......

When the last flame was extinguished from the mouth of the welding torch, Miao Pu shook the horse chopping knife in his hand and stood in front of the door of the vault.

Liu Xi patted Miao Pu's shoulder, he didn't say anything all night, and his voice was hoarse and terrible at the moment: "Haidong...... Haidong was watching us. ”

"Yes!" There was no sadness or anger on Miao Pu's face, there was only a bone-chilling coldness, the wolf eyes under a pair of big sword eyebrows flashed with a cold essence, and the edges of the whites of the eyes turned slightly amber, which was more like the eyes of a beast.

Liu Xi and Gu Wenyuan began to push the door together after preparing their weapons.

When the door of the vault slowly opened, as soon as a person's figure passed, a hurricane blew in the vault, and the figure flashed Miao Pu had already shot out, leaving 10 shocking scratches on the alloy floor of the vault, which were the traces left by Miao Pu's exerted force.

Outside the vault, there are indeed unwilling dark chasers, and there are not a few of them, and there is naturally no sunlight deep underground, and the dark chasers live in it on the one hand, and on the other hand, they guard a few delicious fat sheep, eager for fresh flesh and blood to enrich their menus.

Miao Pu, who shot out of the electric lightning, jumped up directly after getting out of the gate of the vault, and a pair of slashing swords slashed at the close dark chaser, and the dark chaser didn't even hiss before he was split into 3 pieces by two falling knife lights.

The figure kept moving again, pounced on a group of dark-chasers who were more concentrated, and slashed out with two knives in a row, and several dark-chasers were cut off in two in the sound of the strong wind breaking the sky with "snort".

When Miao Pu moved again, the wails of the dark chasers rang out in bursts, and Miao Pu's figure was like a fluttering grim reaper, wielding the sickle in his hand to harvest the life of the dark chaser, and a large area of blood sprayed, soared, splashed, and sneered, and the flying stumps and flesh left the master's torso like autumn leaves in the wind.

There shouldn't be anger in the gunshots, but the echo of the gunshots in the basement was like a roar of rage. The barrel of the gun should not have emotion, but at this moment, the gunfire is like a burning flame, venting the blood of the man.

Wang Haidong's body could no longer be found, except for a slightly twisted metal plaque belonging to him, which was evidence that he had been a warrior.

It was a massacre, a silent massacre......

Today's weather is nice, clear sky and sunny sky. The three people who walked out of the bank were covered in blood at this moment, but the soft and abundant sunlight could not warm their desolate hearts.

On the top floor of the CCB Building, a mysterious woman bathed in the morning sun overlooking the three people who had been killed all the way out of the bank, and her eyes quickly locked on Miao Pu, as if everyone else was simply disdainful.

Miao Pu, who was walking, seemed to be aware of it and turned around to look back, but what he saw was empty and nothing!

Successfully reunited with Zhang Wang, but there was no joy of reunion after the catastrophe, when Liu Xi took out the twisted metal card, Zhang Wang took it with both hands after the military salute.

Next, Liu Xi reported the situation last night to Zhang Wang.

When they heard that Wang Haidong's death was so heroic, all the students and Long Yan also had red eyes, especially the girls who whimpered and cried.

When Zhang Wang put the metal medal into a small red cloth bag, there was a metal collision sound, and all the soldiers gave a long military salute to the small bag in Zhang Wang's hand, which carried the soul of the warrior.

Seeing this situation, Miao Pu could no longer restrain his emotions, and cried bitterly in his heart, "Captain, I'm sorry ......" After only three words, he couldn't cry.

Zhang Wang hugged Miao Pu, the man's arms may not be gentle enough, but they are deep and broad enough, "They are warriors and martyrs...... It's not your fault. ”

It is difficult to understand the mood of Miao Pu and others at this moment if they have not experienced the intersection of life and death last night, the heaviness and profundity cannot be expressed in words, and there is a feeling that it is only suitable to write on the heart with a knife and remember it for a lifetime.

On the road again, there is no such ease as yesterday, and the vicissitudes of the world are impermanent overnight.

At about 10:30 a.m., the group marched to the Second Workers' Cultural Palace. Looking around, I couldn't help but feel wise for yesterday's decision, there was no trace of the responding troops at all, if I insisted on rushing yesterday, maybe Wang Haidong would not have died alone.

To make matters worse, the roads that should have been cleared were jammed with all kinds of vehicles until the end of the line of sight.

At this time, Miao Pu came over, "Look at these flying flotsam." As he spoke, he opened his hand, and there was a thin layer of filament flying in his palm, which was a little white because it was too much to stack.

"Where did it come from?"

"In the air."

"Huh?" Zhang Wang was a little surprised, he didn't see the flying flotsam in the air, until he activated the thermal function of the sight glass, and he saw the slightest glimmer of light, which was warm in absorbing sunlight itself.

"It's spread here!" Zhang Wang frowned worriedly, and said after a moment: "Hu Ke." ”

"Here!"

"Let's start a few cars."

"Yes!"

Sure enough, as Zhang Wang was worried, the car couldn't start, and I don't know what the principle of this flying floc was, but it could destroy the normal use of the vehicle. Interfering with radio signals can also be understood, because energy absorption is similar to the radar wave adsorption coating used by stealth fighters. However, the principle of sabotage vehicle activation is not easy to understand.

Wang Lin said casually: "Maybe if it rains again, these cars will all become potted plants!" ”

In a word, it is a prophecy!