The Legendary Mechanic (Transcendental Mechanic)

The marching crowd, the angry shouts, the burning flames, the frenetic atmosphere.

The flag of Golan fluttered in the billowing black smoke.

"We demand the truth!"

"Against the tyranny of Golan!"

"Hand over all relevant personnel of the Mingmoke organization!"

"Get off! Get off!"

The square in front of the Golan National Government Building was crowded with people, countless faces were ferocious and angry, countless placards were held high in the air, countless arms were waving vigorously, and messy roars broke through the sky.

In front of the National Government Building stood rows of heavily armed guards with serious faces, holding explosion-proof shields to form a cordon.

Broken glass, empty bullet casings, smashed cans, banners full of footprints, debris everywhere, fires burning, flying ashes like snowflakes, black scorch marks and coagulated blood on the ground Mixed together, it exudes an unpleasant and pungent smell.

Because of the multiple attacks organized by Mingmoke, the Golan National Government has continuously strengthened its control. Countless people believed it to be true, but later insiders exposed the inside story. It turned out that Mingmoke's actions were actually instructed by the Golan National Government. When these tricks were dismantled, fierce resistance broke out among the people of Golan. Countless people felt that they had been tricked and took to the streets to protest and hold demonstrations. This situation has been going on for many days.

Public opinion was surging, and the Golan National Government could not stand it anymore, and it was impossible to control the situation. At this time, a group of civil resistance forces demonstrated in front of the national government building and rushed directly to the tower.

In the crowd, Sean's thin and thin body was knocked to and fro, but he held the flagpole tightly with both hands, held the flag of Golan, and shouted slogans along with the crowd.

The locks of his hair, which he had not bothered to wash for many days, were stagnant and slick, and his neck was stretched with blue veins.

"Sean...Sean!"

The screams around him were deafening, and he could hardly hear what he was saying. It was not until the sound of calling his name slowly approached and repeated seven or eight times that Sean vaguely heard someone calling him, and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

I saw a short and stout young man prying away the crowd, shoulders and waist arched, advancing with difficulty, sweat dripping on his face full of flesh, he was holding a small package in his arms, followed by a few young people of the same age, working hard together. Squeeze to Sean's side.

"Mag, why are you here? Isn't your family opposed to your participation in the protest march..."

Sean stared at the short and stout young man with a look of surprise. Because he shouted for too long, his throat was sore and his voice was hoarse.

The few people in front of him are all his neighbors and friends who are young and usually play together, but because of strong opposition from their families, these best friends were not able to participate in the demonstration organized by the Golan civil rebels.

Only relatives in my family died very early and no one stopped them, so with enthusiasm, I spontaneously participated in the demonstrations.

"Hey, we sneaked out."

Mag smiled and opened the package a crack, and saw a green military water bottle with a little peeling paint, a few bags of instant food, and some sports armor such as wrist guards and elbow guards.

Without asking Sean's opinion, Mag put the wrap strap on Sean's body on his own, and then involuntarily grabbed the Golan flag that Sean was waving in his hand.

Sean grabbed it subconsciously, but he couldn't shake Mag's stable and powerful palm, and he couldn't get the flag back. He couldn't help being surprised and said:

"What are you doing?"

"What else can I do? Of course, I'm cheering for you here. I'm almost vomited by the smell of sweat on your body. Look at how you look now, how long have you been resting? Don't worry, we are here to stand, Take a seat for you, go eat something and take a rest... Whoa! Protest against tyranny!"

Mag's tone was of course, taking Sean's place, holding the flag high here, and roaring excitedly with the crowd.

"It's too messy here, you don't need to come..." Sean was helpless.

"What are you talking about? You can come and we can't come? Who doesn't want to help Golan? If it wasn't for the family's concern, we would have followed you in the parade." Mag pretended to be unhappy and said loudly: "Yes It's because it's so messy here that we're here to take care of you, can we still not understand what kind of stinky temper you are, you don't care about the consequences when you're hot-blooded, and you're not afraid of being crushed by others just because of your small body? Come on, what do you do when you are in danger?"

Sean pursed his lips and hesitated, "But your family..."

"Okay, alright, where did you come from so much nonsense, you know that you are worried? Why didn't you worry about yourself before?" Mag patted Sean's shoulder hard with one hand, and said carelessly: "You all Dare to come, what are we afraid of?"

Sean was moved and sniffled, "You guys, make me want to cry..."

"Come on, they're all brothers, don't say thank you to disgust me." Mag gave a thumbs up, put his chest against his chest, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't worry, whoever called you our little brother, I'll cover you. "

The other buddies also laughed when they heard the words, and reached out to rub Sean's head. Among all his friends, Sean's body is notoriously thin and thin, so on weekdays Mag and other besties take good care of him, treating him like a younger brother.

Sean only felt a rush of heat in his heart, and his eyes were warm.

His relatives died prematurely, and the closest one was this group of buddies who were young and like-minded young people. At this time, he felt the kindness and concern of his friends. He only felt that his tired body seemed to be injected with a new vitality. .

"...Okay, then I'll leave it to you here. I'll go to the side and take a break."

Sean pursed his chapped lips, and instead of refusing the good intentions of his best friends, he nodded heavily.

"go Go."

Mag waved his hand indifferently, turned his head and roared along with the crowd excitedly.

There was a smile on Sean's face, and he tightened the thick wrap on his body, trying to squeeze out the crowd.

However, at the next moment, a sharp and piercing air defense alarm suddenly sounded from a distance, quickly spreading throughout the city!

"Woooooooo-"

Whether it was the demonstrators or the guards in front of the national government building, they were all startled. The crowd subconsciously stopped the demonstration, and the guards slowed down their strength. Everyone looked up at the sky with puzzled and bewildered expressions.

"What's wrong?"

Sean and his best friend were also startled, looking left and right, confused.

Suddenly, the sharp whistling sound of breaking through the air came from far to near, and smoke marks suddenly appeared in the sky, falling from the sky and planted among the buildings in the distance.

Just when everyone was puzzled, the next moment, a harsh explosion suddenly exploded!

"Boom!!"

The sudden shock wave swept across the streets and alleys like a hurricane whistling. Wherever it passed, the glass of all buildings shattered!

The widened pupils of everyone reflected the shock wave that spread, and the next second, the shock wave wrapped in countless debris and fragments suddenly hit, overturning the crowd in the square, and everyone was shaken to the ground!

Sean fell heavily to the ground, and he was dragged out for several meters before he could use his strength. Blood was smeared on his arms and thighs. The world is spinning, the eardrums are buzzing, and the whole person is full of chest tightness and nausea.

He looked up in horror, and saw that the scene of the city group in the distance had changed drastically, a violent explosion occurred, the building collapsed and turned into ruins. mushroom.

"Air, air strike! Is it a missile?!"

Sean's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Panic spread in the square in an instant, and all the demonstrators and guards all showed panic.

At this moment, a small black spot suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and I saw a fighter jet approaching fast, the direction was the Golan National Building, and it was approaching the position of the crowd, and it was menacing.

Seeing this scene, the crowd suddenly woke up like a dream, and the screams broke through the sky.

"Run!"

"Enemy attack!!"

The crowd fled in all directions, not caring about anything else, and the placards used for the demonstration were instantly lost.

In an instant, the square fell into disorder and chaos. Many people were shoved and fell, and they were instantly drowned in the crowd of people fleeing in panic, without a sound.

Sean was completely stunned, and slumped on the spot with his mouth open.

Seeing that he was about to be trampled on by the crowd, at this moment, a strong force came from his shoulders and suddenly pulled him up.

I saw that Mag had already climbed up, his body was covered in blood, he didn't know when he came over, pulled Sean up from the ground at a critical moment, pushed Sean's shoulder hard, and pushed him out, his face full of anxiety, shouted angrily:

"What are you still doing? Hurry up and escape!"

Sean's brain was chaotic, and it was already a mush. The strong panic and the awareness of survival left him no time to think about other things.

It wasn't until he ran out for a long distance that Sean woke up like a dream, and quickly turned back to find Mag and his best friend.

But on the way to escape, the crowd had already been carried away by the crowd.

"Shhhhh-"

More whistling sounds came from the sky, and he looked back subconsciously, only to see a fighter jet approaching the Golan National Building, and the Ruilan national emblem on the outer shell reflected a dazzling firelight.

The mounted short-range missiles shot out from the belly of the fighter, dragging long tail flames, hitting the surroundings of the Golan National Building with precision.

rumbling--

A series of violent explosions sounded, and the National Government Building was instantly changed beyond recognition, riddled with holes, and bursts of firelight burst out, illuminating the terrified faces.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, the Golan National Building collapsed and fell on the shattered square, causing a large amount of smoke and dust.

In the reflection of Sean's pupils,

The flag of Golan burned in the raging flames.

Pfft, I made a mistake when I posted it. I should have chosen the chapter testimonials to watch for free, but I forgot to change it. This chapter has already been published in the background and cannot be changed.