In Shanghai, the sound of gunfire on the bridge was chaotic, people ran in panic, and one after another fell to the ground in the rain of bullets, regardless of men, women and children......

Jiang An followed the autonomous militia group, which had less than ten people left, and ran on the muddy and bloodstained ground.

When he was in the Jiang family's compound, he was a stupid fat man with a birthmark on his face, but now more than ten years have passed, he has become dark and thin, his hair has been cut short, and his eyes are shining with a light that has never been seen before! Foreign invasion, this land is full of war and smoke, mourning is everywhere, he has lost everything, there is no way to retreat, so he has to enter the troubled world alone, and contribute his small strength to drive the enemy out...... For the daughter-in-law, for the uncle, and for the father!

The militia group sounds like a regiment, but in fact it is just a few hundred ordinary people who have gathered together on their own to resist foreign enemies. At first, more than 400 people gathered, and in the 165 days since its establishment, there are only more than 10 people left of more than 400 people......

There was smoke everywhere, coupled with a panicked crowd.

Jiang An and his teammates were scattered, unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest, the sky began to rain lightly, the ground became more muddy, he stepped on straw sandals and went upstream, there was a gun in the smoke flickering, and he recognized it, it was those miscellaneous costumes! He pulled the bolt of the gun, took a slight aim, and began to shoot, covering the departure of the people......

Bang, bang, click, click.

Bullets are very precious things, and no matter how good the badly worn rifle in his hand is, it will stop here.

With a gunshot, the blood in his left shoulder exploded, his body shook, and then the pain of tearing surged all over his body, and with the sound of a gunshot, his calf was almost broken, and he was shot a second time......

Jiang An scurried into the pile of debris next to him, and the tearing pain could no longer make a second big move. The rain trickled down his cheeks, mixing with mud and dust, making him look more like a ghost.

He struggled to open the pocket on his right chest with his left hand, took out something wrapped in oiled paper from it, and opened it carefully, and inside was a yellowed cloth with the names of many people written on it: Ergou (Sichuan) Donkey Egg (Sichuan) Zheng Youqian (Sichuan) Liu Azu (Fujian) Jiang An (Chongqing)......

These are the names of more than 400 people, they can't write, read out their names and places of origin and let Jiang An, who has read the book, do it for them, and the names written on them are put on their handprints. Zheng Youqian inside mentioned that he could leave something even if he died, proving that he had really worked hard, and he heard that there seemed to be a team of people who also made this thing into a flag, so he also wanted to make a flag here, and he wanted to choose the best wooden pole as a flagpole.

Zheng Youqian's family is a rice shop, a little money, and he always likes to substitute for the position of manager when he speaks.

He even talked about the interest, and began to float, saying that when this war was over, more than 400 people would go to him to receive ten catties of free rice, and there would be absolutely no shell and no sand. As a result, he was ridiculed by everyone for the profiteers, and he must have put sand in the rice when he was doing business before, and Zheng Youqian said that his face was flushed, it was on the ground when it was sun, and it was impossible for rice to be without sand and so on.

The next day, he died.

encountered a group of only a dozen brutes, each of whom was armed with rifles, and there were less than three of them with guns on their side.

Zheng Youqian was shot several times and didn't die, but he couldn't run, so he left behind the soil explosives he made to intercept a glimmer of life for everyone, but unfortunately when he rushed to the enemy, the soil explosives exploded halfway.

Jiang An was born as a wealthy man.

Zheng Youqian found out at the beginning, so he came over to set it up, and even began to draw a big pie saying that he had a sister who was very beautiful, and forcibly stuffed a photo in his hand, which is something that only "rich people" like them can touch, which is very precious!

Jiang An's oily paper bag only had this piece of cloth full of names at first, and then slowly, everyone didn't know why they would hand things into his hands, there were buttons, half a comb, and pictures with pictures that I didn't know what they meant, and there was a mess of everything. He dug out another piece of oiled paper from the depths of his pocket, and inside were two photos, the first was a group photo of the Jiang family, and the second was a "postcard", with Chen Chu's smiling expression on the front, and nothing in the background.

When he saw Chen Chuchu's expression, he couldn't help but laugh along, pulled the wound on his shoulder, and cried again with a sour nose.

It really hurts.

Didn't my father and uncle hurt so much when they died......

Jiang An was already a man close to forty years old, and tears couldn't stop overflowing from his eyes, like bursting an embankment, and even crying out loud......

He's crying about the fucking world.

He was crying for the dead.

He was crying that he couldn't do anything about it.

With his hand open, he threw the oiled paper under the bridge and scattered in the air, and the cloth and scattered things were like paper money at the funeral.

He knew that he had no way to get out of here, and that carrying a bunch of things that gathered the countless thoughts of his compatriots would only become trophies for the brutes to mock and display......

The sound of boots rubbing against the ground made at least twenty people come here.

Jiang An pulled out the sharp knife sharpened at his waist, aimed the tip of the knife at his neck, his eyes widened angrily, and he was about to pierce it hard.

Call......

The wind was raging.

Jiang An couldn't pull the knife, and then he found that there was a person standing in front of him, it was Chen Chuchu, Chen Chuchu who looked like he was in his twenties.

He instantly burst into tears, thinking that he had hallucinations before he died, because several people also saw their parents before they died, saying that some parents came to take them home, at this moment, Jiang An felt as if he had returned to the Jiang family's mansion, and said aggrievedly: "Brother Chen! ”

Chen Qiqi touched his head, with a slight smile in the corner of his eyes, and said, "You have done a good job, better than ever, leave it to me next......"

Jiang An only felt that the wounds all over his body were itchy and sore, and a wonderful thing happened, the bullets on his shoulders and calves were slowly squeezed out little by little, the wounds healed automatically, and even the muscles of his body were full of strength.

It's not an illusion!

Jiang An pinched his thigh, surprised, happy and sad, Brother Chen is a capable person, who can call the wind and rain, and is mysterious.

He was startled, but no matter how miraculous he was, he couldn't stop the rifle and the cannonball, but he saw someone tearing apart in front of him by the cannonball falling from the sky.

Chen Chu stood on the head of the bridge, his eyes slowly swept around, looking at the smoky sky, looking at the corpses all over the ground, and there were bursts of painful sounds in his ears......

He looked down at his hands and shook them gently, his long hair slowly spreading out as if immersed in water, and there was no wind automatically.

A well-trained team of brutes came to the bridge deck, and when they saw this man standing on the bridge deck in a daze, they couldn't help but sneer, thinking that this was another frightened stupid person. One of the leaders with a short knife at his waist walked up, pulled out the short knife and slashed at it, clang, the blade could no longer advance three centimeters away from Chen's initial point, and the blade even cut through the air.

The knife suddenly turned back, and the back of the knife slashed at the neck of the leader, and the head flew up, and the body immediately fell to the ground.

The members of the team were panicked, they knew that they had encountered a terrible person, so they immediately raised their rifles to shoot, and the bullets were like the captain's knife and could not get close to Chen Chuchu's body at all.

Chen Chu turned his head to look at them and said lightly, "You guys go back to your own place first." ”

As soon as the words came out, the people of this team immediately floated up, and swished in the air in the direction of the sea, and then, near and far, people kept shouting in horror and flew into the sky, like strange birds......

The sound of gunfire, which had resounded in the sky from time to time, slowly quieted down.

Jiang Andou was stunned, although he was a little strange when he saw Chen Chuchu last time, he was not so good now he is simply an immortal, he leaned over excitedly and said, "Brother Chen, have you become an immortal?" ”

Chen Chuchu: "Hmm. ”

Jiang An: "Huh? ”

The Cheng Immortal he said was just used to describe Chen's initial strength and terrifyingness, but he didn't expect the other party to really agree, and his brain suddenly turned a little bit. At this time, I can't help but think of what my father said, Chen Chuchu is a good person and very strong, just get along, but don't be too entangled in why he is so powerful, what is the origin, sometimes don't ask what you shouldn't ask, but it is the best choice......

Jiang An looked at the sky and danced one by one, all of them were beasts who had invaded this land.

He suddenly said: "In addition to these people, there are some who are not even as good as animals, betrayed us, pigs and dogs, led the way, informed, and indirectly killed I don't know how many people......"

Chen Chu understood what Jiang An was talking about, looked at the sky and said, "Just let these people go over together." ”

The collapsed houses were in a mess, and many people were flying up one after another.

It's too slow......

Hurry up!

The dense figures in the air accelerated violently, like locusts, towards the northeast sea, as fast as lightning.

Chen Chuchu was only responsible for sending people over, and it didn't matter how he landed.

With these two sentences of Chen's initial words.

Something similar is happening not only in Huhai, but also in other cities, where some people are hiding in bomb shelters, hiding in houses, and the thick cement and stone slabs can't stop them from leaving, and their heads are bleeding......

……

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, Chen Qiqi took Jiang An to look down at the 370,000 square kilometers of islands below.

Jiang An floated beside him, there would be nothing to do with Chen Chu's protection, he looked at the shrunken island, and then looked back at the vast and boundless land over there, and sighed heavily: "Brother Chen, you want to destroy them......"

Chen Chuchu said indifferently: "It's nature, it has nothing to do with me." ”

As his words fell, smoke suddenly began to rise in the center of the 3,700-meter-long Baektu Mountain on the island below, the earth shook, countless houses collapsed, and in the next second, hot magma erupted from the center of the mountain, from a height of thousands of meters, accompanied by thick volcanic ash, like the end of the world, spreading around......

What a force of nature!

Jiang An was stunned.

The islands are shaking, and countless cracks extend into unfathomable ravines.

The surrounding sea water suddenly boiled, and the waves continued to pile up, reaching an outrageous height of thousands of meters, surging towards the island with the momentum of overwhelming the sea......