typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 166: Blood and Fire of Doomsday

Climbing up from the snow with difficulty, the woman coughed with bloodshot lips.

However, her eyes did not look at Mark, but at the child who had been liberated from under her feet.

A gentle smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and the woman crawled towards the child.

For some reason, looking at the expression on this woman's face, Mark felt very angry.

"Stop," he ordered arrogantly.

The woman ignored him, moved her arms tremblingly, and moved toward the child. Seeing his mother approaching him, the boy's face showed an expression as if he was being rescued.

At this moment, a gun was put to her head.

The woman raised her head blankly, with a sad smile on her face.

"Can...can you not be here?" She begged with a trembling voice.

From the moment she burst out of the crowd, she knew her fate. Anyone who dared to disobey them would die, without exception.

If possible, she didn't want to die in front of her child.

A disdainful smile appeared on Mark's lips. This man actually wanted to negotiate terms with him?

"Let her go."

A man stood up, his legs and shoulders trembling, and Mark curled his lips in disdain.

"I am willing to die for her." These words seemed to have exhausted all his courage.

The woman looked at the man, her eyes widened, and her face lost all color.

The dry lips opened and closed, and a feeble plea floated out.

"don't want!"

"Then you go die." Mark raised his hand and fired a shot. The bullet penetrated his chest and even injured the old man behind him.

"ah!"

The crowd screamed and commotion, the woman screamed heart-breakingly, and the boy stared at his father who fell in the snow with wide eyes.

Looking at the woman who was rolling and crawling on top of her husband, Mark had a sickly and satisfied smile on his face.

He raised the muzzle of the gun again, ready to execute the woman who dared to soil his feet.

But at this moment, Wang Tian, ​​who was standing aside, gently stretched out his hand and put it on the muzzle of his gun.

Lying on her husband's body, which was gradually losing its temperature, the woman desperately tried to use her own body temperature to warm him and save his fading life.

"I love you!" There seemed to be a relieved smile on the man's face.

"No, no, I won't let you go." Big tears fell from the woman's cheeks, dripping on the cotton-padded jacket soaked in blood.

"Feel sorry......"

"I don't want your apology, I don't want it!" That heartbreaking cry failed to retain the gradually cooling body temperature.

Looking away from the two of them, Mark looked at his colleague in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

"It's so boring to just kill, man, you

I haven’t experienced the essence of abuse yet.” Wang Tian patted his shoulder angrily and grinned.

"Oh?" Mark raised his eyebrows and stuffed the gun into his arms: "Then you do it."

Wang Tian took the gun, smiled ferociously, ignored the woman who looked at him angrily and timidly, and turned to the crowd.

"Pigs, listen to me. Now, whoever comes up to fuck her, I will give him freedom."

The crowd was in commotion, but no one came forward.

Mark looked at his colleagues in confusion. He didn't understand the meaning of watching two human beings mating.

That's right, "two". In the eyes of mutants, humans are just domestic animals. Except for the sporadic remaining memories, they will not eat human flesh and blood like cannibals, and they will not be stingy with all cruelty.

, just to get pleasure from the wailing humans.

"Is there anyone? If I remember correctly, this woman is quite pretty in your aesthetic sense." Wang Tian held the rifle and said slowly.

"What's the point of this?" Mark asked confused.

"Of course, buddy, learn from it. In addition to killing, there are many ways to tap into the despair in their hearts."

Wang Tian smiled ferociously, licked his dry lips, and looked at the woman who was watching him shrink back in fear.

"Lying on the still-cold bones of my husband, being humiliated by countless people under the eyes of my son. How desperate that look would be. Just thinking about it makes people excited. The meaning of civilization,

Isn’t it just to bloom that moment of brilliance under the brutal rubbing? Hahahaha..."

The wanton laughter was deafening, even shaking the pine and snow on the branches of the trees, and spread for several kilometers.

Mark stared blankly at the sick smile on his colleague's face, and then an excited expression appeared on his face.

"TMD, you are simply a genius, oh no, you must have been an artist during your lifetime."

"Who knows?" Wang Tian smiled and pointed the gun at the man closest to him: "You, go fuck her."

The man swallowed, gritted his teeth, and said bravely: "I can't do it."

boom!

He fell to the ground like a piece of paper. The man's face maintained the expression of resistance before death, and there was also a hint of disbelief that was too late to change.

"Next." Wang Tian smiled and pointed the gun at the middle-aged man behind the man who was covering his bleeding arm.

Trembling, the middle-aged man took two steps forward, but eventually fell to his knees on the ground.

"I......"

boom!

Wang Tian didn't give him a chance to plead nonsense and directly shot him in the head.

Red and white splashed all over the floor, even onto the people behind him.

Wang Tian raised his chin and pointed at the next person.

Perhaps stimulated by the tragic situation of his predecessors, the third person just hesitated and took a step forward.

With trembling steps, he trotted to the woman's side with his head buried in his head.

"Sorry, please forgive me." With his eyes shining, the man did not dare to look at the expression on the woman's face, and cruelly stretched his hand towards her collar.

"No, don't..." The woman's eyes widened in despair.

However, the man ignored her desperate struggle, completely abandoned the restraint and dignity that civilization should have, and pushed her down on the body that was gradually losing its temperature.

He comforted himself desperately in his heart, if he didn't do this, he would die. Doing this was not his intention, because he didn't want to die, he wanted to live. Even the most humble life!

Wang Tian looked at the man's actions with satisfaction. The pleasure of crushing civilization with his own hands almost made him tremble with excitement. Mark, who was standing aside studying, also had his eyes widened. He had just become a mutant two years ago.

This was the first time he had seen this way of obtaining pleasure other than violence.

Wang Tian raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed it at the next person. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the exclamation of the sentry on the side.

"What is that?" The mutant holding the rifle raised his head and pointed at the black spot in the sky.

Wang Tian frowned and looked up to the sky: "What..."

boom!

Mixed with thick smoke, the snow rolled up from the flat ground like an avalanche and fell on the crowd.

Shaken by the air waves, people dropped their cement bags and steel bars in panic, fled to nearby bunkers, or fell to the ground.

The mutants holding rifles did not stop them because their situation was not very optimistic either.

"Damn, what is that?"

Getting up from the ground, Wang Tian looked at the thick smoke more than ten meters away in fear, and then looked at the sky.

The bloodthirsty pupils tightened, and a rare hint of fear appeared.

...

"Direct hit."

A report from a ground sniper came to his ears. Since he was included in the crew, Zhu Tian was naturally able to share the crew's communication channel.

"Nice shot!" Zhu Tian grinned and gave a thumbs up to the gunner.

The strong wind swept across the door of the cabin, and the orange chemical protective suit roared in the cold wind. The gunner wearing a radiation mask turned around, nodded vigorously to express his gratitude to Zhu Tian for his praise, and then looked away from the side without stopping.

Pick up a ten-kilogram mass bomb and send it into the magazine, and the coil begins to charge.

At this moment, Zhu Tian was holding a tablet in his hand, and the screen flashing on the tablet was the entire battlefield. The camera located at the bottom of the helicopter completely presented the bird's eye view in front of his eyes as the commander.

Those green dots lurking three kilometers away from the town are the light infantry of the Ming Dynasty base. Five Jagdtigers were placed behind the building bunker, only the carriage carrying the Type 50 electromagnetic gun was exposed. The carriage was covered with a white cover

The tarpaulin made the carriage blend into the snowy scene behind it, leaving only the black hole of the gun barrel.

The red dots in the distance are naturally enemy units marked by snipers, while the gray dots are civilians.


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next