[Mecha] Heterogeneous Alliance

The soldier in black uniform raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

It rained in the morning, and the soil was damp, and it stuck to her back sinking wet. She was suppressed, she could not see anything and had difficulty breathing.

She thought, it turned out to be dead.

The thin struggling line of Qingming has never disappeared.

She heard someone ask from above: "Sir, do you want to go down and fill a shot? Just in case."

"Forget it, anyway, give General Ye a face." The officer who was polite to his father seemed to sigh, and then calmly ordered, "Bring the next group of people."

Compressed by the heavy object, she was dizzy and dizzy. It took a long time to realize that the weight came from the body of a loved one.

She is not dead yet? Then others...

The glimmer of hope that suddenly appeared was quickly dashed. The five senses are slowly recovering, her chest and legs are getting wet, and the warm, slightly viscous liquid is constantly leaking into her thin clothes. Strangely, she didn't feel the pain, she was simply overwhelmed.

Is the father covering her? Mother? Or brother?

She dared not think about it.

There was another sound of footsteps. She trembled with horror, but couldn't move at all.

"Do you have anything else to say?" The officer's tone was obviously more arrogant than just now.

"Heh," a man with a hoarse voice said, "Progressive Party, **** you!"

The officer smiled: "It's a good last word."

The sound of the trigger was drowned in the howl of the wind.

The sound of the body landing is right in her ears. She couldn't turn her head to look, and she didn't dare to identify who was put to death.

Footsteps, last words, executions.

Repeatedly, she started counting mechanically, but the numbers gradually turned upside down. It was so cold on the ground, she knew she would still die if it continued like this. The head hurts, but she forced herself to think, whatever she wanted. The sluggish thoughts flew to the starting point of this disaster, and she struggled to grab handfuls of useless memories from the sea of ​​misty thoughts.

In recent years, my father stopped talking to her about business matters, but she thought about it for a while and guessed the reason more or less: it was another round of high-level cleaning. It is common for her to exchange blood. She had it once when she first remembered something. At that time, it was a little friend who was taking away who had a good time. She has forgotten the name of the family. Now she wished she could remember.

Because it was finally her turn, it was Ye family's turn.

Hate it? She was unable to give an answer.

Father seems to be betrayed by Uncle Ge. That was Gexia's father... If she could survive, she would hate it, but now there is no point in hating.

Maybe it was too cold, and her sense of hearing, smell, and touch finally gradually blurred. It turns out that she just died slower.

Everything sank into darkness.

She woke up again because of the cold, and the water filled her ears, and the sound of the water shook her eardrums.

rain again.

The weight on the body seems to be heavier. She turned her head hard to breathe, rubbed something cold with her forehead, and the muddy water poured into her nose, so cold that she was so emotional that she swallowed her choking abruptly. Under the muddy water, she thought calmly, she seemed to have touched the skin of a dead person just now, it was so cold.

It doesn't matter who it is. Since she is not dead, she must live.

Squinting his eyes and trying to distinguish the sky, his dark vision gradually became clear. The last ray of sky was submerged in the rain curtain, and the night had quietly fallen.

"Why haven't the logistics team arrived yet?" Someone screamed impatiently.

She bit her lip to bleed and made a decision in a flash.

There is night cover, no one pays attention to the ditch full of dead bodies, and the logistics team that handles the dead bodies has not arrived yet.

She acted immediately, taking out her right hand first. My fingertips immediately touched something soft, cold and oozing.

Touching and touching, she was surrounded by lifeless bodies.

The rain was heavier, and there was still thunder faintly.

She swallowed her heart and tried to twist her waist to the side. It was unusually easy to get out of the pile of dead bodies. Before she recovered, she turned over and lay face down on someone's chest.

After all there was some movement, she maintained this position and dared not move any more.

The guard above did not respond. She moved cautiously to the other end of the ditch. She pressed countless hands, legs, neck, and even head, and couldn't help but ecstatic when she finally grabbed the dirt of one hand.

But what's so good about it? It's just a maggot that survives and wriggles successfully in the pile of dead bodies.

What happened after that was like pressing fast forward, leaving only a frame-by-frame impression cheating page game system.

She touched the side of the ditch and fumbled all the way on the edge of the unmanned side, and finally found the gap in the barbed wire.

She climbed up, drilled through the barbed wire and ran wildly.

She couldn't remember whether there were chasing soldiers behind her, or whether there were gunshots.

When she recovered, she shrank in the dark bushes. She didn't know how far she had escaped, and she didn't know where to go afterwards. She is still in the martial law zone, it is impossible for her to pass through the outpost and the infrared scanning boundary along the way.

Two beams of car lights shined into the rainy night. She looked through the gaps in the blades and saw an old-fashioned two-seater car with an eye-opening slowly rolling over the gravel road and approaching. The car lights illuminate the luminous number plate, which is a familiar number.

Her heartbeat was quickening, and she risked being discovered and probed out, trying to distinguish the person in the driver's seat.

The face can't be seen clearly, but the white coat can't be wrong.

Without thinking, she jumped out of the bush and stopped the car with her hands open.

The lights flickered and then went out, but did not slow down.

For a moment, she thought she would be killed.

But the car stopped, the headlights on her legs, it was so hot that she shivered again.

She immediately walked around to the driver's seat and knocked on the window frantically.

The window slowly rolled down, revealing a delicate but slightly faint face. The woman with short hair frowned when she looked at her, as if trying to recognize her: "It's you."

"Dr. Lin, save me, please! Please!" Her teeth trembled and her words were incoherent.

"Why?"

She choked, clinging to the window eaves and not letting go: "Father...Father, he has friendship with you. It depends on his face, please..."

The sharp electric light pierced the sky, and the face of the short-haired woman changed abruptly. After a moment of silence, Dr. Lin said, "Get in the car." After a pause, she glanced back, "I'm talking about the trunk."

She quickly retracted into the cramped trunk. The medical bed sheet was covered, and a box of disinfectant water was side by side with her.

Dr. Lin closed the trunk lid without saying a word.

The hydrogen fuel engine roared slightly, and the sound of tires running over gravel became stronger.

The car stopped abruptly and she heard someone say: "Please cooperate with the outpost."

She was wet all over, and her whole body was stiff now.

Will Dr. Lin suddenly change his mind and give her out?

"Here." Dr. Lin simply vomited a syllable, as if verifying his identity certificate, "Do you want to check in the car?"

The sentinel's tone suddenly became respectful: "It won't bother you for such heavy rain, I wish you a safe journey."

"Yeah." Dr. Lin answered calmly.

The car starts again.

The rumble of thunder and the roar of the engine were intertwined in one place, and the small world around her swayed vigorously.

The real sense of shaking made Si Fei open his eyes, wanting to confirm that this was not a dream.

It's dark all around.

She was breathing quickly, and her thoughts went on strike for a while before moving again: This is the No. 1 refuge for the rebels.

After the execution of Yan Xingchang, Qu Qing, Big Brother Liu and others seemed to spread the news immediately, and Lang appeared in the dark! . The No. 1 base has already started to accumulate water, and even if the shelter is temporarily safe, people already on the ground are reluctant to go back. The young man surnamed Liu seemed to negotiate with the emperor again. The remaining armed forces of the rebels were busy patrolling, and there were only a few people in the refuge.

"Sister?" Called timidly, something moved in her arms.

It was Qu Xiangyang who held her tightly.

Si Fei said softly, "It's okay, go to sleep."

On the contrary, the other party woke up, curled up more severely, attached to her ear and said, "Actually, I can't sleep. I have nightmares as soon as I fall asleep."

Si Fei groped the girl's soft hair, and was silent for a moment before frankly saying, "I have a nightmare too."

"Sister, I'm... I'm so scared." Qu Xiangyang breathed warmly, "Big Brother Liu and Mom, they have become so terrible... No, they have always been like this, but I..."

Denying a loved one is the most painful.

"Do you want to leave here?" Si Fei asked coldly.

Qu Xiangyang clutched her hand tighter. Her eyes gleamed in the dark, but it only made people feel cold: "Okay? Can sister take me away?"

Did she look like this when she was holding Dr. Lin's car window six years ago?

"I will find a way." Si Fei knew he had made a stupid promise, "There will be a way."

"Um!"

The sleepless night passed in meaningless whispers.

What followed was upheaval. The very close shock awakened Si Fei from his shallow sleep. Is it an air strike again? !

Qu Xiangyang is best at inquiring gossip. She went to the ground and swayed for a while, and the situation quickly became clear:

It was an explosion that awakened Si Fei, not an illusion. The rebels detonated the rock formations under Base No. 2 in the middle of the night and forcibly lowered the water levels at Base No. 1 and Base 2. The explosion point is very close to the mineral layer, and damage is inevitable. Violation of the ceasefire agreement is inevitable. Therefore, at the same moment, the rebels took the lead in attacking, and once again dispatched those Grey Falcon mechas and all their troops to launch an attack on the emperor.

At around five o'clock in the morning in District 4, the emperor's retaliation began.

The ceasefire lasted only a few dozen solar hours.

In the continuous shaking, Si Fei held on to the metal wall to maintain his balance, not forgetting to ask Qu Xiangyang: "Are everyone on the ground okay?"

Qu Xiangyang pursed his lips for a moment, and shook his head: "I don't know. But... Brother Liu and the others seem to be out of time. They are all busy attacking, confirming the bombs in the mining area, and negotiating with the emperor..."

Si Fei's eyes flashed upon hearing this: "A bomb in the mining area?"

"Well, it was installed from the beginning. It seems that all the explosives in the original No. 3 base have been used." Qu Xiangyang was accustomed to this and replied casually.

Si Fei asked in a deep voice, "What about your mother and them?"

"It seems that they are all on the front line. Only Brother Liu and some people who can't fight are staying on it."

This is totally unfavorable and unfavorable style of play! What benefits can the rebels gain in this way? It was a suicide!

Si Fei's eyes flashed and his face changed suddenly. She pulled Qu Xiangyang up: "Let's run away."

She didn't say the last half sentence.

The Oberon rebels have not considered winning at all, only intending to cause the greatest casualties, and then die with the mine.

The author has something to say: these three or four chapters, I know that I have written them...it will be like doing things beyond the limit of my ability_(:з」∠)_Today I blame myself very much, I feel very sorry for this story and the characters in it... …

Well, after that, I’m better at fighting and falling in love. Thank you everyone who didn’t abandon me, love you -3-

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