Cui Maozhu stamped out a cigarette butt and aimed his sniper's scope at the first enemy.
There was a "bang", a headshot, and the enemy died, but soon, more things came from behind the torii.
They were a group of ordinary people. Some of them were wearing pajamas, some even only wearing underwear. Only a few of them were neatly dressed, but without exception, there were blood stains on their bodies.
Their eyes turned white and their faces were ferocious. They rushed out of the torii in the same weird posture as the Li family disciples before. As soon as they came out, they ran to every corner.
"Damn, are you a zombie?"
After receiving Xuanyuan Yixi's instructions to stay here, Xuanyuan's army has been waiting here for a long time. No matter what appears inside, they will guard it.
To the west is the third-rank Lan Hua guarding the place with a bunch of second- and first-rank juniors. To the east are Yi Yin brothers and four third-rank brothers. To the south are more than a hundred Xuanyuan troops including Cui Maozhu.
To the north is an artificial lake that is frozen solid.
Facing these inexplicable enemies, Xuanyuan's army showed sufficient literacy. In just a few minutes, hundreds of corpses were left on the ground, but no one of them was injured.
Yitie tensed up his muscles and went to the battlefield with Lan Hua across from him to check and confirmed that there were no corpses being resurrected at the scene.
He found a dead woman wearing special clothes and couldn't help but whistle. When Lan Hua looked at him, he showed the ring scar on his head in embarrassment and said, "Fellow Taoist Lan, where do these people come from?"
Lan Hua opened his mouth and said: "Friends, I don't think they are like the people of Da Qin."
Even if you hurt each other, your whole family is friends.
Seeing that Yitie stopped talking, Lan Hua lowered his head to search, took out a card from a man's pocket, and said: "It should be an ID card. He is from Momoyama Country. It says, um... Qian, Qianyo...
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Yi Tie came over and Yi Monk pondered the words on the card together.
Seeing that the fight was over and there was no danger, Ying Gaoxiang ran over and saw the woman on the ground at a glance. He also whistled and said, "As expected of a Taoshan native, you are really good at playing."
He looked at the cards in their hands and said, "Have you never seen Jingdong Hot? Have you never taught yourself Momoyama dialect?"
The two of them shook their heads together. Ying Gao Xiang took the card and said, "This is not an ID card, it's a driver's license. Foreigners generally don't need ID cards. It says, Gobancho, Chiyoda District. What is this person's name, Cheng?"
, died so miserably that his head fell off. By the way, where is Chiyoda District?"
He casually pointed at Xuanyuan Jun and asked him to search for information in this area. He himself passed the corpse, came to the lake in the north, and looked towards the other side.
The New Year was coming soon, and the weather was still very cold, and the lake was frozen solid. He carefully stepped onto the ice lake, walked a few steps, then turned on his mobile phone and contacted local officials.
Mobilizing local troops to cooperate was the condition that Lu Li obtained by frightening Ying Jingshu with his sword before the Xuanyuan Army was established.
Tonight is the first time that Xuanyuan Army mobilizes local troops.
Originally many people didn't want to cooperate, but with the addition of Ying Gao Xiang, it was different.
Although he is a poor grandson of the emperor, he is still an honorary general and a relative of the emperor.
This night, officials of sufficient rank in Ninghai City and even Taidong Province were woken up in the middle of the night.
The garrison troops moved out overnight. Someone posted a post on the Internet in the middle of the night, saying that when they went out to use the toilet at night, they saw tanks passing by on the street, but the post was quickly lost.
The troops of a new combined battalion, under the command of Ying Gaoxiang, were stationed in the woods one kilometer away on the other side of the ice lake.
Battalion Commander Yu Hongyan found a clean piece of grass and sat down, pulled out a piece of grass, bit it in his mouth, and spat it out.
The opposite side was obviously going through a battle just now, and various lights kept appearing, as if they were filming a fairy tale movie.
A guard came over and asked cautiously: "Batalion Commander, what are you fighting on the other side?"
Yu Hongyan thought about some of the rumors that had been circulating recently, as well as the establishment of a mysterious force with an unknown number. He was thoughtful, but his level was too low to know much about the inside story.
Just a few minutes later, the battle on the opposite side started again. Yu Hongyan picked up the night vision binoculars and was shocked at first sight.
Countless zombie-like things were running around the factory ruins, as black as ants.
On the west side of the factory building, a dozen giants stepped on the zombies. With a wave of their hands or a lift of their feet, a zombie lost its fighting ability.
On the east side of the factory, golden light circulates, and the four bald heads look like Buddha descending to earth. They are covered with golden cassocks and each punch emits golden light.
On the south side of the factory, because it was too far away and it was night, I couldn't see clearly what was going on, but I could hear gunshots ringing out from there.
The guard asked tremblingly: "Battal Commander, what on earth are they? What are those giants and golden light?"
Yu Hongyan stood up and looked behind him. Ninghai, a small seaside city, had not yet woken up from its sleep, and the entire Daqin was still sleeping.
Only those on the other side who kept their numbers secret were fighting alone in this cold early morning.
He thought for a moment and said, "I don't know what they are fighting for, but they are protecting us."
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Ming'er woke up from her comfortable soft bed. She had a dream that frightened the fish. She dreamed that the two gods and the fish girls almost died, but in the end they were saved by the agent.
She hurriedly ran to Lord Advocate's yard. In the room she went to most often, Yao'er was sleeping soundly. She naughtily went over and pulled Yao'er's rabbit ears.
In the other two rooms, the child she couldn't see made no movement either. The agent was meditating with his eyes closed, still in the same state as when he was in seclusion.
She breathed a sigh of relief, but felt something was wrong, so she decided to go out and take a look, so she asked Astaru to open the door for her.
It was quiet outside. As a fish girl, she hadn't gotten up so early in a long, long time.
The last time it was so early was because she was born at night.
There was only one Xuanyuan Army soldier stationed outside. She was surprised and communicated with the soldier. She heard that Cui Maozhu and others had gone to the factory. She stood in front of the window with her arms akimbo. Her intuition from the fish girl clan made her make her own judgment.
So, ten minutes later, Ming'er rode on Lu Li's beloved stall car and rushed to the front line.
There are basically no people on this road, only the street lights are on.
It's a silent night.
Along the way, the years have been quiet and peaceful.
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We have arrived at the entrance of the martial arts hall. There is really no disaster here. There are no earthquakes or floods. Everyone is relieved.
Along the way, because Toyoko Saki and Kondo Haruka were the people Ikin took care of most, even though they were ordinary people, they did not suffer any injuries.
On the way, Toyoko Saki had been helping other people. A young man saw her, pointed at her and said, "I know you! There was a video today, I watched it!"
Toyoko Saki looked back and saw that the young man made a stage move like Yue'er. Toyoko Saki nodded and said nothing.
Today's performance feels like it has been a long time ago.
She looked at the Budokan with a complicated and helpless smile. This holy place that all the idols of the Momoyama Kingdom dreamed of, has now really become their protective umbrella.
Yue'er squatted next to a little girl. The little girl was pushing the person lying next to her. She kept calling Odou-san, but there was no response. Her father was dead. The moment she saw the martial arts hall, her mind
As soon as the tight string loosened, he died of myocardial infarction.
Yue'er gently wiped the dust off the confused little girl's face.
Tonight was the first time she was aware of the richness of human emotions. At first she just thought she was participating in a wonderful adventure, but later on, she felt more and more empathetic.
There had been a period of time before, when she felt a panic in her heart, as if something extremely precious was being lost.
I don't know what happened later, and things got much better.
As a third-grade person, she can't do as much as Yijin on this night, but she is also doing her best to help everyone.
In the hearts of these more than a thousand people, every time this girl with a clear-faced face jumped and jumped, it meant that another person had been rescued.
Invisible white thin lines extend from their eyes to Yue'er, and from Yue'er to the distance.
They were lying in a mess outside the martial arts hall, and their soft sobs could be heard, which eventually turned into howls.
Most of these people were injured. Some of them didn't even have time to put on their clothes when they ran out in the middle of the night. They were shivering in the cold wind and their lips turned purple from the cold.
However, on this night, surviving was already the greatest luck.
As for other areas further away from the martial arts hall, no one dared to imagine what kind of tragic situation it would be.
That night, floods raged in the south, hurricanes swept in the north, and the ground continued to shake from time to time.
Neither the extraordinary organization nor the official organization has been able to carry out effective measures on a large scale.
Neither Ultraman nor Sailor Moon stepped forward to turn the tide.
No matter whether they are mythical characters or anime characters, none of them are here.
No miracle occurred.
The entire Jingdong metropolitan area is finished.
From prosperity to ruins, it is just a finger of God.
Ikkin looked behind him. This metropolitan area with tens of millions of people was like purgatory tonight. The more than a thousand people following him might already be the last living people in Chiyoda District.
He asked everyone to wait outside the martial arts hall, and he came to the closed door of the martial arts hall alone.
If it was Yijin a day ago, he would definitely want to do a live broadcast to increase his popularity, but this night was too heavy, and he no longer had such thoughts.
Only he guessed that there was no disaster in the martial arts hall. It was not because of the shadow of the ancestors or the role of the imperial palace behind, but because this was the starting point of all disasters.
It is very likely that he and Yue'er are the last surviving extraordinary beings in this city, and he is the only one who can solve all this.
He turned his rosary beads and murmured to himself: "After all, it is up to me, the monk, to enter this hell."
Even though he was well prepared, the scene in the martial arts hall still made his scalp numb.
