Ten minutes ago.

The migrant workers of Shanhai Division finally reached the edge of the South Railway Station despite the traffic.

At this time, the place was already densely surrounded.

The appearance of such a large-scale shadow world disaster in the capital is too loud a slap in the face for all sides.

It must be dealt with beautifully, otherwise there is no way to explain it to the people of the whole country, and this is a major matter to apologize for.

However, the Long Night Division, the Shenwu Division, the Xuantian Division, and even the Yama Division all came to the scene, but found that they couldn't enter at all.

I can't get in, I can't get in no matter how hard I try.

As a result, a large number of troops could only surround the South Station at four different angles.

Wait for the instructions above, or wait for the shadow world to change on its own.

As each minute passed, the air became more scorched and oppressive.

No one knows how many of these 30,000 people will survive.

According to past data, when the rescue time exceeds 45 minutes, the probability of survival will drop significantly, from 50 percent to less than 20 percent.

Moreover, the South Railway Station, which is a transportation hub, was paralyzed for an hour, which also brought a relatively heavy burden to the transportation system of the entire capital, and several bullet train lines had to be suspended.

This affects more than tens of thousands of people.

Half an hour after the disaster, the entire capital, and even half of Daxia, learned the news.

Too many people are watching this side.

"Damn, are these people crazy!"

In the dark car, the Shan Hai Division was scolding the workers.

"What's wrong, Old Tan?" The driver was startled and looked at the middle-aged man who was trying to light a cigarette but his hands were shaking.

"It's already crazy above, and now the internal situation is not clear, they actually contacted the reporter directly and asked the reporter to accompany him directly to the scene for shooting, or the war correspondent of the Beijing Daily!" Lao Tan patted his thigh: "Crazy, really crazy!" ”

"This ......," the driver swallowed a mouthful of spit: "I remember that the Beijing Daily should only be responsible for reporting." ”

"yes, they don't listen to anyone else at all, they report what they see!" Lao Tan trembled his hands, pressed the old-fashioned lighter, and sparks splashed: "They think that after the minions enter, the situation must be very stable now, and at this time, they must seize the opportunity to show their faces in the media!" ”

"But now you and I don't know what's going on inside! What if? In case there are dead people, many people die, who will be responsible, and this will invite credit? I also want to create a hero character to raise the name of Shan Haiji, and my brain has never been kicked by a donkey and I can't think of this stupid trick! ”

The popularity of the part-time workers was ruined, and they kicked and scolded.

The driver took the lighter, lit it and handed it over: "Do you want to calm down?" ”

"Lychee, what do you let me do with Lychee! The reporter is about to arrive, and I have to go with it! ”

Lao Tan's fists were hard: "Look at what my hands are shaking, the above only cares about giving orders, and doesn't listen to my feedback at all, I'm under too much pressure!" ”

Of course, complaining is complaining, and after anger, you still have to return to reality.

Lao Tan bent down and pushed the car door: "I can only hope that the minions can really make a difference, otherwise this time the reporter's real-time live broadcast will make Shanhai Division a joke, it's not that I didn't expect this, but I lost a red eye, they have nothing to lose, and if they win, they will have a chance to turn the tables, every gambler who goes to the table is like this." ”

He rubbed his face, as the fish bound to the big boat of the Shanhai Division, he had no choice but to continue dragging it forward, and there was no other choice.

Soon, a vehicle loaded with the latest satellite communication equipment stopped outside the eggshell of the South Station, and after the door opened, a three-person filming team immediately rushed to the scene.

It's a combination of a standard female journalist, a male photographer and an assistant.

There should not be too many people accompanying the scene, usually two people are enough.

Female reporters have capable short hair, and as front-line reporters, they are different from the leading actresses who stay in the TV station, and often have a more vigorous and resolute temperament.

This girl, Lao Tan has been in contact with the other party's information, and she is also from a military family, and she did not join the army, but chose the journalist profession, has been a military reporter and a war correspondent, and she is also a second-order extraordinary cultivator, unmarried at the age of twenty-nine, and has a strong sense of professionalism and professional honor.

"Cheng Jiyue."

"Just call me Lao Tan."

The two briefly shook hands.

"This time the interview task is to go deep into the scene with the Long Night Division to carry out live reports, at present, the disaster has occurred for an hour, but there has not been any breakthrough, it can be said that the national audience is paying attention to this, as soon as there is news, we will immediately rush in to record the scene situation."

"As for the results and achievements of the Minions of the Shan Kai Division, we will also keep a complete record to ensure that there will be no mistakes or omissions...... But you can understand that the general safety of the population must still be taken precedence. ”

Cheng Jiyue speaks quickly but not messily, and her words are clear and organized, which shows her excellent professionalism, and at the same time emphasizes her unbiased position.

Lao Tan wiped the sweat from the palm of his hand: "It's natural, it's understandable...... As long as you can report truthfully, it's best. ”

"Your company can think like this, we also feel very honored, it seems that the minions of Shanhai are very trustworthy, and your company has such confidence." Cheng Jiyue said politely, and immediately looked at the pitch-black sphere, and a few traces of cold slaughter flashed in her eyes.

The rescue time of gold has passed, how many people have been killed and injured in it now, no matter how confident Shanhai Division is, it shouldn't be so big, there are 30,000 ordinary people, who has the ability to save so many people?

Cheng Jiyue took continuous deep breaths, which was also a major challenge in her career.

Although the battlefields I have seen in the past are tragic, they are far less shocking than witnessing natural disasters, the former can be avoided to a certain extent, and the latter is destined to be unavoidable.

No one knows when a disaster will come suddenly, and before this kind of disaster, no matter how strong a single person is, he can only protect himself, how can he protect everyone?

"Reporter Cheng, it seems that something has changed." The watchman of the Long Night Division stepped forward and reminded, "We need to get ready immediately. ”

"Okay." Cheng Jiyue opened her eyes and slapped her cheek heavily, she had done a good job of psychological counseling, and she already had a premonition that she would go into what kind of bloody hell she would go into.

Just arrived at the frontier.

A crisp cracking sound was heard.

"It's cracking!"

"The shell of the Shadow World is about to be lifted?"

"All units pay attention, be vigilant against the riots that will occur when the shell of the shadow world is lifted, and if there are disaster beasts or xenomorphs appear, kill them on the spot immediately!"

"Don't use heavy firepower in a wide area for the time being, so as not to hurt civilians!"

A voice came over the intercom.

After the reporter, photographer, assistant, and Lao Tan changed into protective clothing, they prepared to enter the area blocked by the Shadow World as the team of the Long Night Division prepared to enter.

There are a total of eighteen squads entering at the same time from four directions, and a base formation of six people is the best configuration for an encounter.

The Raiders Shadow World is not something that can be overcome by relying on crowd tactics.

As the shell continued to shatter, the outer wall of the originally solid Shadow World area had collapsed and disappeared, and light shone into the exposed cracks.

The South Railway Station, which was originally lying on the ground like a giant, has also revealed its original appearance.

Suddenly, almost everyone gasped.

From the front, the South Railway Station, which has been in operation for less than five years, has become unrecognizable at this time.

The main structure of the building is still intact, but its face is gone, especially the spacious square in front of the South Station, which is like a layer of cream cake that has been scraped away, and the diners have recklessly moved knives and forks on it, even the random paintings of children are far better than the way it is at this time.

It's not a trace of an earthquake, it's more like Gali, who has become the goddess of destruction, dancing here.

And the biggest smell in the whole square is the narrow crack that runs through the entire square, and even splits the dozens of pedestrian stairs leading to the railway station into two sections, this ravine is extremely deep, and the smell of sewage has drifted out of it, spreading from the foot all the way to the main entrance of the railway station.

"What the hell is going on here......" Cheng Jiyue muttered, "It seems that I have experienced a rather tragic battle." ”

The Changye Priest who opened the way ahead said: "No victims have been found here, although there are a lot of bloodstains. ”

"That's a good thing, isn't it?" Lao Tan said that he was mentally prepared to see the scene of liver and brain smearing as soon as he came in.

"Not necessarily ......" said in a low tone: "There are blood stains, there should be wounded or dead people on the front, but no one can see it, which means that the body may have been dragged away, either eaten or collected." ”

"In the past, I once witnessed a disaster in the shadow world......"

Cheng Jiyue raised her head and noticed that the beater who was armed to the teeth and could only see his eyes was cold and scary.

"Yes, what?" She asked cautiously.

The watchman lowered his voice: "Jingguan." ”

Lao Tan began to weaken his legs when he heard these two words, it is better to see the corpses everywhere directly.

Continuing on, we came to the edge of the square, where a large amount of rubble was piled up, and all the garbage and rubble from the aftermath of the battle were pushed to the periphery.

After crossing this threshold, you can finally see the tragic signs in the square.

"There!" Cheng Jiyue motioned to the photographer to capture it immediately: "What's that!" ”

"Jingguan?" Lao Tan's voice was raised, and he seemed a little sharp.

Near the center of the square, something had been piled up high, more than five meters high.

The watchman had already pulled out the Bafang Han Sword in his hand, but soon, he pressed back the scabbard: "No, it's not Jingguan." ”

Jingguan is a thing made of human heads, but this is obviously not, although the materials are all corpses, but they are piled up more than five meters high, and they are clearly the corpses of disaster beasts one after another.

The photographer is zooming in on the camera, nervously capturing the appearance of the dead disaster beasts, the terrifying and hideous disaster beasts and shadow species are lying on the ground, like piled up garbage bags, without any life, and can only feel the majesty and horror of their lives from their corpses.

It's not a Kyokan, it's just a pile of corpses.

"It's not for you to shoot this." Cheng Jiyue patted the photographer on the shoulder, pointed and said, "Above, shoot above!" ”

The photographer points the lens of the camera upwards and raises it.

At this time, in the live broadcast of the tablet held by the assistant, a sideways portrait clearly appeared.

He sat at the very top of the pile of corpses of the plague beasts, his clothes dyed a little scarlet, and a knife lay horizontally on his knee, his fingers flicking the blade lightly, as if humming some melody.

(End of chapter)