"This horse urine is a drink of one cup and one less glass, life is really hopeless. Meng Zhe lay on the table, staring at the pale yellow beer rippling in the wine glass.

The bartender was expressionless, took out a wine glass that had just been wiped clean, poured another glass of wine, and pushed it to Meng Zhe.

Meng Zhe was not polite and drank it all.

He muttered, "Aren't those scientists awesome all day long? Why can't they even send electricity, so in the afternoon, the big guys won't be finished." ”

"You, a high school student, don't worry about the destruction of the world. ”

The bartender said with a cold face, "Drink bar." ”

Meng Zhe pressed his head against the table, sighing.

The bartender said, "What are you sighing for, with a large salary, the strange beasts in the sea are no longer demons." It's nice not to even have to work hard. ”

Meng Zhe's forehead was little by little, and the table was slamming, and he didn't say anything.

The bartender also ignored him. After a while, Meng Zhe said: "You, it's just a happy bar, so what about knowing the cruelty of the world?"

The bartender laughed angrily, "I'll tell you a story." ”

Meng Zhe became interested, "Okay, tell a story, it must be a happy ending." To be happy, to have sunshine and beautiful beaches, the world is miserable enough, I don't want to listen to tragedy anymore. ”

The bartender said coldly: "There is a handsome guy named Song Song, and his father runs a luxury company. But Song Song is ambitious, and his goal is to start his own business. ”

So, after college, he took a few of his roommates to start a company. His classmates are all righteous people, who turned down the invitations of various companies and started a business with him. ”

"Meng Zhe, do you know that starting a business is a difficult thing. Nine of the ten startups are finished, and one is left to trumpet the beauty of entrepreneurship and attract more unlucky people to come in. ”

"This Song Song is naturally one of the nine unlucky eggs. ”

After a year and a half of tossing, Song Song owed a lot of debt, and then declared that the business had failed. Several people divided the debt, and then broke up. ”

Song Song went home to inherit his own company. ”

As for his classmates, they inherited a lot of debts. ”

Meng Zhe knocked on the table with a teacup, frowned, and said, "It's not good, it's really a gloomy story." ”

The bartender pointed to his nose, "I'm one of Song Song's classmates." If this troubled world comes, I will still be paying off that assful debt. ”

"Such a me, you say I don't know the cruelty of this world. ”

Meng Zhe smiled and said: "You should be broad-minded, remember the good of others, and don't always remember the bad." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the bell outside the bar thundering.

Meng Zhe turned out to be still a dead fish, jumping up as if he was suddenly electrocuted. He was so quick that he extinguished all the burning candles on the bar.

He scurried out of the bar like the wind and looked to the east.

Above the endless sea, countless giant beasts rushed towards the sea-shaking causeway like a small mountain. Meng Zhe's face turned pale.

His face turned pale and he muttered, "It's over." ”

Although desperate, Meng Zhe has experienced a hundred battles in the end, and he will never give up until the last moment. He ran like he was flying, and soon ran to his combat position.

"Lieutenant Colonel!" a few soldiers saluted him casually.

Meng Zhe returned the salute indiscriminately, and then asked, "How many shells do we have?" ”

"One hundred and seventy-four rounds. ”

After nearly a year of fighting, the consumption of shells on the entire sea-shaking embankment was extremely huge, and more importantly, the power was interrupted, and these shells were only consumed but not replenished.

To know. Now on the entire Blue Star, except for Huaxia, the rest of the positions have almost fallen. In the past, Blue Star was a society with an international division of labor.

Huaxia imports oil from the Middle East, iron ore from Australia, copper ore from South America, soybeans from North America, and chips from North America, while it exports a large number of commodities to the outside world.

But now, it's all over.

Without crude oil, there would be no gasoline, no polyester and other chemical raw materials. And without these things, the clothing industry has also been greatly affected.

In order to grow food, the cultivation of cotton was strictly restricted, which led to a sharp decline in the production of cotton cloth. As a result, there is a shortage of clothing, and because the land of large grain producers is flooded, it is difficult to make up for the food shortage.

As a chain reaction, the world is on the verge of collapse.

It's just that the world, supported by inertia, is still staggering. But now, the world has finally reached its limits. Because the weapons are about to run out after more than a dozen months of attrition.

That's why Meng Zhe is babbling gibberish in the bar.

He did not say why he was desperate, because the army is disciplined, and such classified information is absolutely not allowed to be leaked. In Meng Zhe's view, being able to live happily every day is better than anything else. It is happier to die in ignorance than to die in daily worry.

Meng Zhe shouted: "Reload!"

The soldiers, though pale, still reloaded with determination. The muzzle of the cannon slowly lowered, aiming at the beast as huge as a hill.

"Ruler! 10,000 meters!"

"Ruler! Eight thousand meters. ”

"Ruler! Six thousand meters. ”

"Ruler! Five thousand meters. ”

"Fire!"

Heavy artillery roared, and the ground shook and the mountains shook. Thousands of cannons exploded together, and the entire sea-shaking causeway trembled. Even Du Lengqiu felt shocked when he saw it.

When he first started his practice, he saw helicopter gunships and heavy artillery bombing an unlucky dryad. At that time, Du Lengqiu was extremely frightened, and the iron god pile he had trained could not stop the heavy artillery bombardment.

But at that time, there were less than ten heavy guns, but now, there are thousands.

The cannonballs fell into the sea, splashing white waves and falling on the bodies of the strange beasts, but they only tore the flesh and skin, and it was difficult to severely damage these strange beasts like small mountains.

Ten minutes later, the shells were silent.

Du Lengqiu was very surprised, but saw that the soldiers around him were holding cold blades, ready to fight. He instantly understood that this must be an exhaustion of ammunition.

Shu Hongsleeve's face was also bad, with a trace of remorse on her face, and said, "I should have thought of it a long time ago, without electricity, how can there be shells?"

Without electricity and fuel, human civilization was instantly driven into the abyss.

Du Lengqiu clapped his palms and said, "So, sleeves, isn't it time for you to contribute." ”

Shu Hongsleeve's body was blue and fluttering, flying into the air. She looked resolute, flipped her palm, and lifted a long knife.

Unlike when she first saw Shu Hongsleeve, her blade changed from a slender Mo knife to a beautiful red sleeve knife. The blade is azure in color, rippling in the water, and it is touching.

With a knife in her hand, her expression suddenly soared, and she said to Du Lengqiu: "Old Du, you come to sweep the formation, and let you see the results of my cultivation." "Please keep in mind: Lily, the website mobile version of the computer version, the lily free fastest update no anti-theft, no anti-theft, error chapter Ask for a book, please add the lily book friend group QQ group number 548944127