Doomsday strong training system

"boom"

"what!"

"mom!"

Screaming, crying, whining.

In Yang Zilong's field of vision, he saw his companions who depended on him being blown away, saw the old, weak, women and children protected by him being blown to pieces, and saw the materials they searched after their escape from death were engulfed in flames.

Why is this!

The flames of war are raging, and the smoke is everywhere.

The blood burns in the fire.

Yang Zilong was already dizzy, but he still shouted with difficulty:

"Stop, we are survivors, we are not zombies!"

But the only response to him was relentless artillery fire.

"boom"

A missile landed not far from him, directly sending him flying several meters high, and Yang Zilong fell into a coma completely.

The blanket explosion lasted for 30 minutes, firing thousands of shells.

During this period, soldiers kept coming to persuade him, hoping that Commander Bai Cheng would stop the attack, but Bai Cheng remained indifferent and didn't care about the lives of these refugees at all.

The explosion ended, and the soldiers cleared the battlefield with grief.

Needless to say, human beings are not mindless zombies. Some people did survive the intensive mortar bombing.

While searching for survivors, someone suddenly discovered that Bai Yun was among them.

"how can that be!"

"Hurry up and carry it back and rescue it immediately!"

The stretcher was dispatched, carrying the dying Bai Yun and ran back frantically.

"Commander, it's not good!"

Bai Cheng dismissively said:

"Isn't it just killing a few civilians? What's the big deal? Why shout!"

"No, it's Master Baiyun, he is also in the survivor team!"

"what!"

Bai Cheng was so clever that he stood up, his hairs standing on end.

Chapter 289

I don't know how long it took, but Yang Zilong only felt his body tremble, and the burning sensation on his skin made him terribly painful.

When I opened my eyes, I saw soldiers splashing water on the faces of fellow survivors.

Yang Zilong's face was also wet, the ice-cold water was mixed with the burns from the explosion, and the pain made him clearer.

He patted his ears, the ear-piercing buzzing made him have a splitting headache, and he was completely deaf, so he couldn't hear the conversations of the people around him.

Looking around for a week, not far away, a middle-aged man in military uniform was hugging the soldiers they rescued on the way, crying all over the place.

Yang Zilong couldn't hear what they were saying at all. He could only tell from the epaulets that this middle-aged man who was crying bitterly was the supreme commander of the Shanhaiguan theater.

"Why, why did you bomb us!" Yang Zilong asked hoarsely.

As soon as the words fell, several soldiers supported Yang Zilong, dragged him forward, and made him kneel in front of the commander-in-chief.

"Mr. Bai, death cannot be brought back to life, so let's mourn!"

The eagle-eyed man tried to persuade him kindly, but Bai Cheng was already furious, and his grief and indignation occupied his whole body and mind.

"My only son is dead, how can you tell me to calm down!"

Bai Cheng roared angrily, turned his head to face Yang Zilong, and kicked him up.

"You bastard, you killed my son, I want you to be buried with me!"

Kicked Yang Zilong down with one kick, followed by kicking fiercely, kicking hard until Yang Zilong vomited blood.

No one stopped, and no one dared to stop.

Everyone in the war zone knows that Bai Cheng is a spoiled madman, and that Bai Yun is right in everything he does. Now that Bai Yun is dead, the cause of death is bound in a cocoon, and he will reap the consequences.

But Bai Cheng would not admit it, he would never think it was his fault, so these poor survivors became innocent blamers.

"Kill them, kill them for me!"

Bai Cheng turned his head and shouted orders, all soldiers have integrity and will not be executioners.

But the eagle-eyed man didn't care about honor. He pulled out his saber, walked up to one of the survivors, and waved his hand.

Under the shadow of the sword, the head fell to the ground, and the technique was clean and agile.

Yang Zilong kept coughing up blood. When he saw his companion's head fall to the ground, he couldn't hear the sound, but he could yell.

"No, don't, why kill people, what did we do wrong, why did you do this to us!"

The eagle-eyed man stepped forward with a knife, pointed at Yang Zilong and said:

"The mistake is that you shouldn't have brought Master Baiyun into the ambush area!"

"Speak up what you say, I can't hear you!"

Yang Zilong poked his neck and questioned.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, you will die if you say anything!"

But just when the eagle-eyed man was about to chop off his head with a knife, he suddenly froze and looked at the ambush area solemnly.

With his level 4 peak strength, he can clearly see the situation thousands of meters away.

A car with a strange shape was approaching. It was nothing at all, and no one would affect his execution.

But this strange car was unknown to others, but he and Commander Bai Cheng knew that the person driving this car was Chen Tiansheng, a wanted criminal across the country.