Jean Of Bright City 13

Under a gray-black sky filled with gunpowder smoke, fighter jets roared by from time to time, and huge flames visible to the naked eye quickly jumped up in the distance.

Deafening explosions sounded one after another, and there was nothing intact on the streets. Gunshots were sometimes dense and sometimes sparse, and the impact of the explosion made the already devastated city in danger.

"When can I go home, head!"

Behind the bunker next to a dilapidated house, more than a dozen gray-headed soldiers waited quietly. On the street outside the bunker, many corpses could be seen, some were highly decomposed, and some were fresh. .

There are corpses of enemies and comrades in arms. I thought that AI robots could successfully end the war in this small country, but things went beyond everyone's expectations.

AI's capture tactical technology is woven based on known data, but this country has changed beyond recognition after numerous devastating air strikes.

Even the communication network was almost destroyed. The enemies here adopted the most primitive communication methods, which made it difficult for them with high-tech equipment to move. Days of war have revolved around ambushes and counter-ambushes in this dilapidated city.

Nowadays, no one wants to leave the safe bunker and perform the above tasks desperately. Many people are tired, and exhaustion is the worst enemy for soldiers on the battlefield, often in situations where you are not aware of it. Take your life down.

The sergeant chewing gum smiled and looked at his fewer than 20 players. He did not answer the question, but waited quietly for contact.

The sergeant has been here for almost a year, and he doesn't even remember what the war is for, or say nothing.

At first it was nothing more than a trivial matter, but gradually the conflict escalated, and neither of the two sides would let anyone else, and finally the war began.

Such a small but continuous war is almost beyond count in the world.

The game between the big powers has turned the small countries below into a quagmire of war. No one cares whether the people in these regions are dead or alive. Even war reporters are reluctant to come in, because the war that has dragged on for too long, Let the cruel and unprovoked humanity exposed.

No one will abide by humanity in a war that has lasted for a long time. Everything here is extremely bad for most people, regardless of whether it is the enemy or ourselves.

There was a loud bang, and a bunch of people looked over in horror. A shell fell on a dilapidated small building next to their bunker. The small building collapsed in an instant, and the sergeant got up immediately. He realized that there was no place here. Security, after all, it has been three days, the enemy is not a fool.

"Hurry up, move to the A19 location, start RC9, don't think about anything, just find a way to survive."

As the sergeant spoke, accompanied by a burst of sound, the area covered by rocks near the bunker swelled up. Tracked automatic defense robots appeared. For a moment, the machine gun on the robot's body shot up. Looking at a panel, a large number of red dots have appeared, and he felt that things were extremely bad.

Whizzing

Accompanied by the roaring sound, the sergeant's eyes widened in horror. Small missiles spraying fire snakes came towards this side. The automatic defense robot opened fire and explosions sounded one after another.

Smoke was everywhere, and the scene was a little chaotic and out of control for a while.

"Why not report the location?"

The sergeant shouted, but at this time he caught a glimpse of a sniper planted in the distance in the flying smoke. The head had been cut off, and the smoke swallowed the sergeant's body in the next second.

Click

The communicator in the sergeant's hand fell to the ground, a blood-stained hand was tightly squeezed on the communicator's screen, the gunfire was still ringing, the sergeant quietly watched the latest on the screen An order was an order to retreat after the war, and the sergeant closed his eyes.

"Today is the early morning of March 1. The conflict in Yu City, located on the border of UR Province, has been fully raging. The heads of the two countries have planned to have a formal meeting today, and the war is over!"

News was being broadcast on an old street TV screen. At this time, a few men who had just had breakfast on the road immediately complained angrily.

"Grass, it's over? So fast, I thought it could continue for a few months, what about the new batch of goods that I bought? Grass."

Baitou quietly leaned on the pole, watching a bunch of gang members talking about arms, smoking cigarettes, and watching them quietly.

The city is very close to several areas where wars are frequent. From time to time, you can even hear the explosion of artillery shells coming from somewhere outside the city. Most of the gang members are engaged in arms trading.

At this time, a gang member saw the white head, leaned over and handed him a cigarette and whispered.

"You'd better be careful to white your head. The guy you beaten up before will trouble you."

Baitou just smiled slightly. After extinguishing the cigarette in his hand, he lit another one, as if he hadn't heard anything, turned and walked.

Everything here remains the same as before. There won't be any major changes. It looks like a dangerous and impoverished city, which is also closest to the dangerous battlefield, but for most people, it is the easiest place to make money.

I have been back for more than ten days. Baitou is eating, drinking, and having fun every day. After all, Wiener’s salary is not low, but he goes to Wiener’s house every night, listening to him talk about quantum thrusters, and then spends time and care. record.

For such a day, it is almost the same as the past. Every day of confusion and helplessness is filled with white heads. He does not know what the future means to him, and he does not know what he wants. The future may have been lost by his mother. It froze the night it burned to death.

No one can go back to the past, and no one can see the future. Baitou feels that the world is terrible, and feelings of anger will always fill in his heart. He always feels that if the world is destroyed someday, it might be better. .

Baitou walked leisurely on the street, planning to visit a nearby restaurant. Soon Baitou came to a restaurant that seemed to be re-decorated. The owner here changed people early, but he would still come to visit from time to time during the day. Look.

"Old Li!"

The white head murmured, sadness in his eyes. He turned around and was about to leave. At this time, a bunch of malicious people came over, and 5 of them were still bandaged.

"Oh, where have you been? We have been looking for you for several days."

Baitou smiled and threw away the cigarette in his hand.

"Go outside and wander around."