The huge palms kept digging the bricks and soil on the ruins, like an excavator. General Ross had to dig a ruin with just his hands.

He did this not to show his outstanding performance, but to simply save people. Under this ruin, he remembered clearly that he had buried at least three or five people. If his movements were not faster, then the oppression of these layers of bricks and stones alone would be enough to kill the lives of those people below.

He no longer wants to see someone die, so doing his best to save lives at this time is the only thing he can do.

The excavation progress gradually deepened, and his movements began to soften gradually. As if he was afraid that his reckless movement would accidentally kill the people below. General Ross can now be said to be like a big man playing with an embroidery needle, and he was extremely careful.

And just as he carefully moved a broken wall and used his body as a pillar to open a large enough angle, he discovered the survivors who were huddling together inside.

With the blessing of the previous miracle, they did not die under this ruin. But if they did not save them, they would not be able to escape death. General Ross was glad that he had made such a rescue move, and just as he pushed the wall in his hand and opened the way to these survivors completely, one of the survivors holding a shotgun was already shouting and pulling the trigger in his hand frantically.

The gunshots sounded, and countless shots fell on General Ross, making him frown slightly. He understood the reason why these people did this, so he did not reprimand for this behavior. On the contrary, he had a little intention of calming down and pointed to the way out behind him that was opened and said to these survivors.

"Go out from here and don't do such meaningless actions if you still want to survive."

"Shut up, you demon, don't pretend. You have killed so many people in front of me before, and I have seen them all. You have even said that you have killed me! At this time, do you still want to pretend to be a good person?"

The survivor with the gun roared and launched a mad attack. He himself knew that this attack was just a futile act, but as a sober who had just witnessed everything, he could only vent his fear and restlessness in his heart through this method.

Facing the Red Hulk who was in a madness is not an experience that a normal person should have. Even if everything that happened before can be classified into the category of nightmare, there is no doubt that the part about Red Hulk is the most terrifying. If it weren't for his vocation in psychology, he would have lost his mind in his previous desperate pursuit. Even if he remained awake from the beginning to the end, after experiencing such strange things as resurrection, he still could not face the monster in front of him safely.

"You damn monster" shot all the bullets, and the survivor could only pick up stones from the ground and smash them at General Ross. Under his instigation, those who were also suffering from the Red Hulk's pursuit also recalled their previous fears. They followed suit and picked up stones, glass and other hard objects at General Ross.

This hostile action immediately made him feel a little angry. While he was angrily looking at Ya Zi and trying to vomit evil fire in his heart, his eyes suddenly saw blood spots around him.

It seemed like a slaughterhouse, almost spreading all corners of the ruins. Not only the ground, walls, corners, and even his hands, there were the same traces.

This bloodstain made him calm down in an instant, and at this time he finally realized that the mistake he made was no longer just a simple regret, but could be made up for.

He is the general of this country and the guardian of the people of this country. He should have tried his best to protect these people, but he became the executioner who slaughtered the people. How could he accept such a reality?

Pain and self-blame instantly surged into his heart. Under his conscious control, Red Hulk's appearance began to gradually fade away from him.

The naked and strong old man appeared on these angry survivors. It is obviously a bit unhelpful to face the miscellaneous things thrown by anger and fear in this way.

A brick hit General Ross' forehead and easily put him on the ground. Seeing that he was so tough that he was like a mountain just now, he was easily put down. The subconscious reaction of these survivors did not stop, but instead threw him even more violently.

Everything that could be picked up, everything that they thought was fatal, was thrown unreservedly on General Ross. General Ross was silently enduring their attacks, not even doing basic protection movements, which naturally soon made him bruised and bruised.

If this continues, he may die here. Maybe his mind is to die here at this moment. Just treat it as atonement, just repay the debt, or do so to make him feel more relaxed. With such an idea, General Ross quickly fell to the ground.

This was obviously the injury that could be easily cured by transforming into Red Hulk, but he restrained it and did not do so. He regarded this as a judgment, and the trial has been carried out until now, and it is obviously not time to end.

An old man was just lying in a pool of blood. Faced with this scene that should be sympathetic, the people present seemed to be cultists and attacked more and more violently without stopping.

It seems that they will not give up until they kill this old man, but in fact, they do have such an idea.

However, this idea is destined to be difficult to achieve. Because just as they were planning to give General Ross a fatal blow, a Kun-style fighter plane suddenly appeared in the sky.

The fighter plane lowered its height and hovered over everyone's heads. Then the airborne weapon lit up and pointed it at the people holding the weapons below.

"This is the US military. Everyone below listens, put down your weapons, squat in the corner with their hands in their arms. I count three numbers. If you don't do it, we will shoot you on the spot."

"Shit stuff, what were you doing before?"

The indignant survivors immediately started to yell, and one of the most radicals turned his fingers and threw the guy in his hand at the fighter plane.

The military people would not be abusive to these guys. The moment someone made such provocative actions, the cannons on the fighter plane were already buzzing, sweeping directly in front of the man's feet. And just as the provocateurs jumped because of this attack, the fighter plane's radio rang again.

"We are the US military and are now executing military orders. We have no obligation and will not explain to you civilians like you. Now it is just a warning. If I were you, I would cherish your second life. Because we must understand that things like miracles cannot appear for a second casually. Now, let me back down and I will call you first!"

"He is a murderer. Do you even need to protect such a murderer?"

There are still people who argue, and obviously they are not willing to let General Ross go. Faced with such a debate, the people in the fighter were a little disdainful.

"You said he killed someone? So, who did he kill?"

"We, everyone here, have died because of him! If it weren't for the miracle, what we talked to you here now is just a bunch of corpses!"

"But you are not corpses now!" The arguments between these people were coldly interrupted, and the people in the fighter directly retorted in a very cold and mocking tone. "God gave you a second life, not to let you use it to squander it. Since you are still alive and live well, don't use such non-establishment to talk about things. For the last chance, I will say the second time, two."

After experiencing the resurrection from the dead, it does not mean that you can be afraid of death. In fact, it is precisely because you have experienced the horror of death in person that you will increase your awe of death itself. As they have heard before, they finally got the chance to resurrect this time, but there is no need to waste it on this temporary indignation.

Under the majesty of modern weapons, almost everyone has regained their calmness. After calming down, they suddenly realized the power of it.

You know, the American army is not a soldier of the people. They have always regarded missions as their first goal. When they encounter such civilians who dare to stop them, they will not be polite to them. Just imagine that even the police can shoot civilians directly when they think they are critical. The civilians present will not confidently think that the airplane above will let them go for the sake of so many of them.

Someone took the lead in throwing away the weapons in his hands, and with this first one, it was natural that the follow-up followed one after another.

The situation was quickly controlled, and after controlling the situation, two ziplines were immediately hung on the plane, and several fully armed soldiers descended down along the ziplines.

"Hurry, medical staff? Check out the general's situation quickly."

The soldiers holding a rifle held the vital position and started to guard the vital position, while the medical soldiers carrying emergency equipment immediately stepped forward to observe General Ross's situation.

"The signs are good, but I fainted. We must send the general to a safe place immediately!"

As the medical soldiers said, they signaled the fighter plane. After the fighter plane further descended and dropped the stretcher, they immediately escorted General Ross and boarded the fighter plane and left.

This efficiency is truly worthy of their reputation in Iraq. However, when they think of the previous disaster, they could not see the shadow of these soldiers, and the survivors who were consciously bullied immediately became furious.

"Damn army, damn government. Why didn't God kick them all into hell?"

"It would be great if God could save our lives. Instead of relying on God to intervene to solve these borers, we might as well deal with them ourselves!"

As soon as they said a few words, the Americans' temper was overwhelmed. They almost vented all their dissatisfaction on the government, and wanted to immediately kill into Congress with guns and throw all the worms into the zombies.

Of course, not everyone is so irrational. Some people will inevitably start to worry about whether doing so will cause any special trouble. Compared to causing trouble, they prefer to calm down. So a different voice came.

"What can we do? We are just a group of civilians, and they are the army."

"We Texans are not afraid of the army. If these damn dog-legged people dare to use force against us Texans, we Texans will tell them who is the father when it comes to playing guns!"

The classic red-necked Texas man began to speak out loud. Of course, people who are a little rational know that fighting with the government and army is definitely a quest for death. The mentally retarded is not such a mentally retarded method, so people who have some ideas and ideas have already put forward their own suggestions.

"We can unite and go to the White House to complain. Didn't the Stark administration always claim to be a fair and just new government? Let's see if they can be consistent in their words and deeds. In any case, we must unite and ask the government to give us a due explanation. If the government does not respond to us, then we should let the government know whose United States is! Is it their bureaucrats or our Americans!"

"Yes, we want the government to give us an explanation!"

"God is on our side, and he must be unable to bear the stupidity of the government, so he will give us a second chance."

"Go to the White House and find Stark. We want Stark to stand up and talk to us, and we want the murderer to pay the blood debt! "

"Go to the White House and find Stark. Let the murderer pay for his blood debt!"

The slogans began to come one after another. After a second life, these survivors had found a new goal. They consciously had a grand goal and lofty ambitions. So they were full of mission and responsibility. When they were so full of ideals and noble sentiments and headed towards Washington, DC, they were afraid they themselves did not realize what they had brought to this country.
Chapter completed!