It's hard to tell whether it's day or night.

There is only a faint residual light in the cracked sky, and more of it is the burning red and thick smoke rising from the earth. There is no rain falling in the gathering dark clouds.

All that falls to the earth is burning ashes and dust rising from the earth.

Everything in the holy capital seemed to be shrouded in this ambiguous gray and black, as if it was strangled under a gray blanket, struggling uglyly and spasming, and even the whining and roar became ambiguous.

Only the continuous collapse and the roar of explosions were still so clear. Mixed with screams and wails, it penetrated the broken eardrums and echoed in the skull and brain marrow.

When a new loud bang broke out with the shells descending from afar and the temporary shelter, everyone was already in numbness and dullness... Only those holding the communication station were still reporting and choking for help.

There are more people, the people in the corner, who have lost their breath, and only their pale faces are staring at the sky dull.

"Stand by!"

The people on the radio were roaring: "Two minutes, it's almost a little bit, we'll arrive right away!"

"It's not two minutes now, everyone is going to die, damn it."

The person who was communicating choked up: "Where is the reinforcement? Where is the reinforcement? The group of people from the Legion are about to burn it out!"

"Two minutes, two minutes!"

The original photo was hoarsely shouting, across the radio, but the sound on the other end was no longer clearly heard, and ambiguous verbal abuse and the final shouting were vaguely heard.

In the end, there was no other sound.

He gritted his teeth, threw away the radio station in his hand, accelerated, and countered the artillery fire of the main battle tank, feeling the large shield raised in his hand trembling and wailing in the whistling rain of bullets.

The tank's gun body had already rotated, and it was aimed at him again, gushing flames!

The crudely cast giant shield was unable to withstand this terrifying impact and temperature, and fell apart in an instant, but as the deformed warhead flew up, the collapsed shield became empty after it.

And in the spreading smoke and air waves, the figure of the armored knight emerged again and moved forward.

After abandoning the final defense, he dragged his weapons and protruded towards the position.

Break the fire.

In the blink of an eye, it's so close!

The surface armor spreading all over the cracks reflected the fire lights that erupted from the gun chamber, and then, with the scattering of the sword blade, everything was covered by scarlet.

It was obviously ten times more than himself, and there were dozens of armored knights who were ten thousand times more armed, but at this moment when the gray knight broke into the position, everyone felt the chill that emerged from their hearts.

"open"

Before the captain who was trying to command had time to finish speaking, his lips were penetrated by a dagger that broke through the air. The terrifying force pulled his body and nailed it into the wall.

Immediately afterwards, when the gunfire sounded again, a massacre began!

Soon, gunfire and roar of positions dissipated.

In the silence, Yuan Zhao gasped, without any rest, staggered forward, broke through the final blockade, and broke into the position of seeking help.

But no one here can welcome him anymore.

The battle between the conquest legion and the rebels has ended. The messy corpses are embracing each other. There is no longer any hideousness or madness in the empty expression, and it returns to tranquility.

There was only a corner, and the correspondent who was still holding the pistol tightly looked at him dumbly. After a long time, it seemed that he finally realized it and his raised arm fell back to the ground.

He twitched his lips reluctantly, trying to smile: "Didn't you say, two minutes?"

"Well, it's a little earlier."

Yuan Zhao took off her helmet, walked forward, and carefully checked his condition, but soon, she saw the wound that penetrated and the blood that kept oozing out under his palm covering his stomach.

It's almost gone.

"Haha, it turns out you really will come... Everyone says I'm dreaming, saying that we have been given up... Jon, and Lao Zhao are all dead... I wanted to run away, but I can't put them down, and I don't know where to go... There are no bullets, and everyone is dead..."

The seeker leaned against the wall and muttered to himself, as if he didn't even know what he was saying, but he was trembling, his lips lost their color, and he gasped: "It's so cold, is it snowing? It's too cold, trembling..."

"Um."

The original photo lowered his head and responded vaguely.

The seeker seemed to understand something and murmured blankly, "Is this, am I going to die?"

"..." The original photo was silent.

"Will you really go to hell after you die?"

The dying man looked at him blankly and moved hard, as if he wanted to grab his hand: "Mr. Guo, once told me...we can live in a better world.

But I have been thinking, does such a world really exist?"

"Even if I drink the soup, I can't believe it. Maybe it's just a dream, maybe it's just a lie to me..."

He choked up and couldn't help but cry, as if he didn't know where he was going: "Did I really come from such a world?"

"Yes, everyone is."

Yuan Zhao nodded and responded firmly, telling him: "Everyone is."

The man was stunned and stared at him blankly.

Although I was still crying, I showed such a relaxed smile. It was as if I had seen the dream come true with my own eyes.

It's like, there's something to say, open your mouth.

But he didn't breathe anymore.

Only the expression stopped in the smile, so peaceful.

In the silence, Harabaya reached out and closed his eyes.

For a moment, he wanted to say something to the dead, but in the end he couldn't say anything.

Just took a last look and turned around and left.

There was another roar from afar.

In the turmoil, that smiling face drowned in the dust, and went to the dream of long-lasting sleep with others.

Under the continuous rise of red in the sky, Yuan Zhao once again carried his weapons, traveled through the ruins and battlefields under his feet, and went to places where more flames shone.

Silent, and no longer speak.

Devote to this war.

Until the armor on his body was completely scrapped, he was urged by the third party and sent to the emergency maintenance center.

"Almost all of them are broken? Ah, there is also a new charlatan... Who can adjust this nerve response power? Are you not afraid of your brain being burned out!"

The preparatory officer looked at the data on the instrument and angrily hammered the table: "What's wrong with that? Those guys can't do it. No matter what, they can't go up again."

"Isn't this time to talk about this now?" The original photo lay on the rig and smiled helplessly: "Can't you change to a new one? I feel pretty good."

"Even if the nerves are made of iron wire, they will be burned out if they continue like this! This response power, even if the reaction speed is a little faster, is no different from killing people!"

"But am I fine?"

Yuan Zhao looked at him and said to him: "No problem, just follow this."

The preparation engineer wanted to speak, but when he saw his eyes, he fell into silence. After a long time, he scratched his head irritably: "Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, go and bring that new type, the one I just sent."

"Master, that thing is not completely gone..."

"Please care about so much, just take it if you want it!"

The angry preparatory guru interrupted him, and no one objected. Soon, the armor that had just been sent from the assembly line had already arrived in front of Yuanzhao.

"Hey, a special model, someone came here not long ago, saying it was for you, gifts or something."

The preparatory master knocked on the wolf's head: "The size and model seem to be tailor-made for you. The speed type, the direct connection of the nerves are perfect for your rough nerves.

But the technique is so evil, and there will be a little pain when it is connected, so you can endure it.”

"Ha, this one looks like that guy's design. Don't worry, let's go..."

Yuan Zhao smiled and was about to speak, but then her body involuntarily spasmed, twitching violently, her eyes were covered with blood, almost popping out of her sockets.

The moment when the nerves were synchronized, it was as if an iron needle was inserted into the forehead and stirred it a few more times. He couldn't help but scream and cursed.

"Huai Shi!!!"

Even if that guy dies, he still has to read his own jokes?!

"It will hurt if you say it, but you don't believe it."

The preparatory officer gloated as he looked at the tears and snot flowing out of his eyes and nose, and embedded and nailed the heavy armor one by one into the exoskeleton frame.

It was like sending a person into an iron coffin, with a very fast speed.

In this way, the gray armor gradually covered the young man, the part that belonged to the human was gone, and the part that belonged to the iron was revealed from the darkness.

But Yuan Zhao seemed to be lost and didn't say anything again. It was not until the helmet was put on his head and before the armor was put down, Yuan Zhao woke up like a dream and raised her eyes.

It's not like coming back from the shock, but rather like thinking about something.

He asked inexplicably, "Do you think the past things are like dreams?"

"ah?"
To be continued...