"Be careful of shells..." The cruel military training made Wang Chen and others act subconsciously about the danger. When the rumbling sound came from the sky, he threw the old man who was trying to kill the death just now to the ground, just pressing against the deadly corpse of the yellow cow.

The other soldiers were also lying on the ground with their fellow villagers in their arms. In less than two seconds, Wang Chen heard a loud bang and his ears began to buzz.

The earth shook violently, and the soil, sand and gravel in the sky fell down, and soon covered everyone's body with a layer of dust. Wang Chen felt that his back was as if it was scratched by thousands of small knives, and it was extremely painful.

Fortunately, the corpse of the scalper shared part of the impact. Wang Chen was only affected by a little behind, and everything else was fine. After the power of the explosion passed, he looked up and saw that a mill more than ten meters away had been completely blown up by this gun and turned into ruins.

Wang Chen stood up swayingly, his mind dizzy, and there seemed to be thousands of cymbals ringing in his ears. He could not hear what others were saying. It took him five minutes to gradually wake up.

The bomb crater was surrounded by corpses, including fat bosses from hotels, small workers from tofu workshops, second shopkeepers from sugar pressing factories... Of course, there were three soldiers in light blue military uniforms, who were Wang Chen's subordinates, and his brothers who had been with him for more than two years.

"Fuck..." Wang Chen rushed over like crazy, hugging his brother's broken body and thrusting his neck with regret. It was a heart-warming pain. At the previous pre-war mobilization meeting, they also swore together to kill a few more Rakshasa ghosts. As a result, the brother had not even seen the enemy's face at this moment, and the brother had already died.

Jiang Biao, behind Wang Chen, looked at everything in front of him foolishly. He suddenly rushed to the old ox's body and pulled the dizzy old man, and went up with two big mouths.

"Old turtle! Open your dead fish eyes and look at the dead people on this land! If you hadn't made trouble, we would have evacuated long ago... Do you want your cow? You want your cow! Just for this damn cow, you have killed so many people, you are the fucking murderer!"

The two slaps woke up the foolish old man, looking at the unbelievable scene in front of him in his muddy eyes, and all the old man's previous luck mentality was gone.

Only then did he realize that he was not the luckiest person. God did not have special love for him. No god would bless him to lead the old ox away and then start a war. No one would care whether his property was lost.

The Rakshasa ghosts rushed up from the sea, not relatives from afar. They would not discuss with you with a smile, but would only fight undeclaredly, no matter whether you are a man, a woman, a young or a young person, the first greeting is always the roar of the cannon.

When people are strongly stimulated, especially when they make big mistakes, they will open up a powerful self-protection mechanism in most cases. What is this mechanism? In fact, to put it bluntly, they are playing a scoundrel and never admit their conscience.

"No... no no... you can't blame me, it has nothing to do with me, it's not my responsibility..." The old man broke free from Jiang Biao's hand like crazy, sat on the ground, kicking and pulling back, as if he was avoiding evil spirits.

The old man's face was red, anxious and white, his eyes were dim and dim, and his ignorant light emitted a ignorant light. "You are soldiers, and those who are soldiers have to protect us, otherwise you can eat our food for nothing!"

"If the tax we paid feeds you, you have to protect me. They die because you are incompetent. Every time you protect us... the responsibility lies with you! The responsibility is yours..."

After shouting, the old man turned over and got up from the ground and turned his head to run into the mountains. This time he didn't even want the package to throw it on the ground and never mentioned his family's property again.

Jiang Biao had never seen such a shameless person before. He urged his head to hold the bayonet and wanted to stab him twice, but at the last moment, Wang Chen grabbed his wrist.

An extremely low and depressing voice said, "He... is right! We have to protect the people after we take taxes from the people... no matter what, no matter what happens, the responsibility lies with us!"

"Company Commander..." The soldiers around them burst into tears of grief and anger. They pointed at their brothers on the ground, and opened their mouths and couldn't speak.

"It's so unfair to die for the brothers... Is it just for these animals? Is it just for these animals?"

Wang Chen wiped his tears, "The war is imminent, everything is going forward! Don't worry about the mess! Evacuate the people immediately, and then go to Wumaozi Mountain...execute the order!"

Such an episode happened, and the subsequent evacuation work was no longer hindered. Death was the best lesson. All the lucky mentality in the hearts of short-sighted people was shattered at this moment, and no one dared to question the soldiers' orders anymore. The animals and large items of property from each family were thrown away, and all citizens began to run away with light clothes.

The gunboats on the sea had rushed to more than 60 meters outside the fishing village. The steam gunboats were galloping back and forth in the bay. The firecrackers were rumbling and flaming everywhere in the fishing village.

Behind the gunboat, sampans began to row forward with great efforts, and the Russian soldiers shouting trumpets began to land on the stalls.

There were hundreds of sampans hitting the waves on the entire sea outside Setou. The roars of pre-war mobilization by Russian officers were heard one after another, and the excited roars of soldiers shocked the entire bay.

"Storm up the beach, encircle the fishing village... capture the dock, attack the main street... God bless us!"

The soldiers near the shallow water jumped off the sampan like dumplings, then rushed towards the shore with waist-deep sea water, and while walking, they also shot at the people fleeing on land.

"Ula! rushed up... The army boys did a beautiful job! Continue shooting artillery and open up a safe landing ground! Open the way for the Commander!"

One hundred, two hundred, five hundred, one thousand... More and more Russian soldiers rushed to the shore, shouting wildly to encircle the main block, and soon the forwards fought with Wang Chen's evacuation company.

The Marines had successfully evacuated the people in the city at this moment. Under the command of the commander, people fought and retreated and quickly got into the dense forest of Wumaozi Mountain.

With a loud bang, the heavy bank gate was smashed open, and a team of soldiers like wolves rushed in with bayonets, and they began to search the house by room.

"No one! No one here...no one here...no one here...no one in the hall...no one in the backyard, they all ran away..."

"Hurry and look for the vault, pry open every brick on the ground, and look for a secret passage. There must be a secret passage here!"

Soon, Lotte Bank turned into a large construction site. The soldiers carried engineer shovels and began to lift the blue bricks one by one, and the inside and outside of the bank were tossed and coyote smoke.
Chapter completed!