The door was still locked and I couldn't get out.
The base was like hell at this moment, filled with the strong smell of blood and death.
Broken walls, dilapidated buildings and burning ruins are scattered throughout the once prosperous streets and alleys.
Long Yu was commanding in the front and wiped the blood off his face.
The rotting stench of bombs and laser fire hung in the air.
There is only one last line of defense left.
The children cried incessantly, and the old people lay together staggering to welcome death.
All the young men rushed to the battlefield, suffering heavy casualties.
"Wife, you stay home."
The man bent down and kissed the sleeping baby goodbye, then walked out the door with his gun.
Looking back in the yard, he looked at her with affectionate eyes, without any fear of death.
"I will always love you..."
The woman slid down to the ground with her back against the door, covering her throat tightly to suppress the sobs that broke out, not wanting her husband to hear and worry about her.
The hemispherical barrier above the base shattered, and snowflakes drifted in.
In just half an hour, the temperature dropped by more than 20 degrees and the ground began to freeze.
In the highest tower, the old man was leaning on a cane, his face pale and his eyes had lost their former luster.
The years have carved deep wrinkles on his face, revealing his vicissitudes of life.
"Ahem, where's Jiang Wang? Hasn't he come back yet?"
This is none other than Xi Yao, the leader and founder of the base.
The secretary cried, "Not yet, Mr. Xi, let me take you away. It's not safe here anymore."
The old man sighed deeply, his gray hair hanging from his ears and his skin was covered with ugly spots.
"But where can we escape to safety?"
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