In a quiet house in London, the capital of England, the man was looking at the bread on the plate with milk in a daze, and after a long time, he retracted his gaze, then looked at his wife, sighed and complained: "Since the war with Germany, even bread has become so unpalatable." ”

"Be content. I heard that the Germans had been eating brown bread and margarine for a long time. The housewife, dressed as a housewife, replied happily as she cleaned up the kitchen stove.

"What is this called! War and war! I was at war when I was young, and now I have to fight again! Damn Germans, always have nothing to do!" the man put down the half-drunk milk, picked up the newspaper and read the news.

She walked over and kissed the man on the forehead, and said softly, "All right! Don't complain about these problems! You are not the king, so you don't need to worry about such a big thing." I'm going to wake up the two little lazy bugs, it's time for them to go to school. ”

"Go, I'm going to work. The man nodded and said.

"I love you, dear!" the woman said with a blushing face.

"I love you too, darling. The man replied as he read the newspaper.

Suddenly, the ground shook beneath his feet, and the man looked up with a frown, just in time to see the chandelier swaying and dropping a little dust.

"Honey, take care of the children! It seems that there is an earthquake......" The man put down the newspaper in his hand and stood up when he suddenly heard a rumbling explosion. He walked to the window, pushed it open and looked out into the street, where he saw a cloud of black smoke rising from there.

Then there was a faint tremor, and then a building not far away exploded, followed by a huge black smoke rising into the air, billowing upwards with gray dust.

"Honey, something happened. The hostess dragged two children under the age of ten back to the kitchen, two little ones with sleepy eyes, and one yawning cutely.

"Oh my God!" the man, remembering the terrible things he had experienced as a child, quickly turned back to his wife and shouted: "Take the children under the table! Hurry up! This is a bombing! This is an attack by the Germans!"

As soon as they finished speaking, a violent vibration came, and a huge explosion seemed to be happening right around them. The sound wave shattered the glass in an instant, and the entire window fell in pieces under the swaying of the air waves. In the kitchen, many cups and plates fell to the floor, crackling and splattering sharp shards. Choking dust is inhaled into the lung tubes, causing people to cough violently due to irritation.

The whole building seemed to be collapsing, the ceiling shaking erratically, followed by the clatter of the chandelier on the dining table, and then the violent crumbling and shattering sounds. The man coughed as he tried to fan away the dust that obscured his vision, and when he saw his surroundings again, his ears still buzzed with resonance.

"How's the boys?" the man kicked open a piece of broken glass at his feet, bent over to the table, and shouted to the people below, "Jack, Harry, how are you?"

Finally, his ears were a little more normal, and he could hear the heart-rending cries of the children. Only then did he relent, and then began to help his wife and two children climb out under the table.

"Are you all right, are you hurt?" asked the man loudly.

"Daddy, I, I'm fine!" replied a little boy.

"Honey, I have a piece of broken glass in my arm! everything else is fine!" replied the man's wife, as she crawled out of the table.

Of course, there was another child who did not speak, he was just crying in horror, but from his loud voice, it seemed that he was fine.

"Uh......h Woo woo...... "At this time, the poignant air defense sirens sounded, and this kind of late prompt seems to have no effect now." Still, the man, John, helped his wife remove the broken glass from her arm, and then helped her and her children to leave the crumbling building.

When they reached the door, they found that the door of their house had fallen to the ground, and the entire corridor was filled with rubble, and it seemed that it was impossible to get out of it at all. So they went back to their bedrooms, because they lived on the first floor, so they could escape from the bedroom window from the building that had become very dangerous due to the explosion.

Soon they came out into the streets, only to find out how badly the German planes had wreaked havoc on London this time. On the street, you can see a huge crater with a diameter of 10 meters, and it is still steaming upwards. And this huge crater turned out to be only a dozen meters away from John's building.

Luckily, John's house was on the left side of the building, and the crater was on the right side of the building, so even though a third of the building where John's house was located had collapsed, the family of four was fine.

In addition to the broken pavement and rubble, there were several bodies that had not yet cooled down around the crater, and a middle-aged man lay motionless on the ground, wearing a suit and a woolen coat, and a briefcase thrown beside him. It looked like he would never be able to go to work anymore because his eyes that weren't closed were lifeless.

John looked into the distance, and vaguely saw a group of German bombers flying away, and he saw countless black plumes of smoke rising not far away, and the bombs dropped by the bombers enveloped the whole of London in a light smoke with sulfides.

"Let's go! Let's go! Let's go! The fire truck is coming! The fire truck is coming!" someone shouted loudly in the distance, and John's family retreated to the side of the road, a car with the word fire written on it stopped beside them, there were only four people in the car, and this was an ordinary car, not a vehicle that could extinguish fires.

And the four people who got out of the car were not all firefighters, two were officers of the British military, apparently one of the officers should not have a low rank. They jumped out of the car and looked around the scene.

"I'm sorry! Because there are so many places to use fire trucks today, we really don't have that many people. A British officer, led by the leader, stared at the civilians and said: "We need a lot of manpower now, and everyone has seen it, and there are many people who may be alive buried under the rubble, and we must do our best to get them out." ”

Some people silently took a few steps back and left slowly, but many more stood still and didn't move, they just watched, silently watched.

"I'm here to help!" John glanced at his wife, and after her nodded, he raised his right hand, "If you need volunteers, count me in!"

"Thank you!" the officer nodded gratefully. John's move helped him a lot, and it was obvious that someone would start with a good example.

Sure enough, soon the people around began to sign up, led by two firefighters and two officers, and began to clear the rubble and rubble with the tools collected from everywhere. Sometimes it's only when disaster strikes that you know who the real gentleman is. The brilliance of humanity in the bones is not something that can be reflected in actions such as paying for a woman's bill and pulling a chair.

Hundreds of people soon joined in the rescue of their compatriots, many digging through the rubble with their fingers, desperately trying to save the property and lives in the ruins. Surprisingly, the items found such as jewelry boxes were piled up on the side of the road, but no one went to take them.

There are many human strengths, and the skill that one can be proud of definitely has the word "destruction". Hundreds of years of construction and accumulation, mankind only needs to bombard it with a weapon of its own invention for a few seconds to reduce it to ruins - since the genius invention of nuclear weapons, it is a very simple thing for mankind to discover the self-destruction of the earth's civilization.

More than 200 tons of bombs dropped by 44 German bombers in ten minutes directly destroyed thousands of London buildings, and even left bullet marks on the old London landmark, Elizabeth Tower (Big Ben). The architectural treasures accumulated by mankind for nearly a thousand years, a precise bomb may only take two seconds to wipe it out.

"Thank you just now. During the lunch break, the officer walked up to John, and then smiled and asked the two soldiers to put down some daily necessities, which contained bread and various ingredients, as well as a lot of money and a roll of blankets: "Some supplies distributed to the affected people, there are a lot left, and they are all for you!"

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something: "Oh! yes, this blue armband is for you, and you are in charge of this neighborhood for the time being, and some soldiers will come to help in the afternoon......

"May I ask, where are we going to spend the night where we have lost our home?" John frowned as he looked at his wife, who was squatting on the side of the road boredly to pass the time, and his two children of his own family and a few children of other people's families who were playing beside her. These children are so carefree that it seems that all the troubles in the world have nothing to do with them.

"I have to regret to say that the order to settle you has not been given until now, so I don't know how you will spend the night. The officer sighed and said, "It could be a bomb shelter, it could be a tent in a vacant lot on the outskirts......

"No matter what, we have to keep alive. John said helplessly.

"Yes, no matter what, we're going to keep alive!" the officer nodded in agreement.