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In just an instant, the alien army over New York was wiped out like a torrent, and the armies in other areas also knew the current situation. However, even if they gave up and rushed to New York, when they wanted to escape , only to find that the armies of the generals were quickly dispersed throughout the earth like nuclear radiation, sealing all the pathways above the starry sky, while another part of the destroyers plunged into the atmosphere like comets.

War zones all over the world also saw this scene of fireballs falling from the sky.

When they first saw the balls of flames shooting down and falling, no one knew what it meant. It was probably another world-destroying attack by aliens.

But when the flames suddenly stopped above their heads, they discovered that they were starships with completely different systems.

However, just when they saw the aliens once again investing such a large number of military forces into the precarious battlefield, and they all fell into despair, the starships that had newly joined the battlefield, with their shocked eyes, looked frantically toward the outside. The Starman opened fire.

Only then did they realize that these were the reinforcements the gatekeepers were talking about. The horn of the global counterattack also sounded loudly as the balls of fire fell.

At this time, Bank's voice also sounded in the global microphone:

"Little red guys with guns, and cowards without guns, listen up. Your task now is to pick up the weapons in your hands, but I am not asking you to die heroically, but to use them to protect you. It’s best to hide behind the bunker yourself, and leave the rest to our reinforcements.”

"But if you really don't want to listen to my warning, then on the premise of protecting yourself, blow up the eggs of those monsters and stuff your grenades into their buttocks. However, humans have already suffered heavy losses. Remember to protect yourself. Be good to yourselves.”

"Also, all the air forces should evacuate and land to avoid accidental damage by our reinforcements. Your fighter jets are like chickens seeing an eagle against alien warships. This metaphor is not appropriate. It's like the one at the Fire Bar. The lead singer, who looks very artistic, is like a fat boss lady who is 50 years old. I don't know if that boy is dead. If he is not dead, please tell him that his singing is like a groundhog and a fat tiger fighting. "

"Tanks and armored vehicles please form a battle group. I will let the reinforcements block the air fire as much as possible. When we are bound to win, don't give the alien bastards another chance. Remember, the gatekeepers will not give up any of our compatriots. Finally , take out all the wine in the world and prepare to welcome our allies, mankind will win."

After saying that, Bank hung up the communication.

However, with the instructions of governments around the world, his words have been played on a loop in all available speakers.

When all the people hiding in the bunker or struggling to survive in any corner heard the familiar timbre and the familiar emphasis of his style, especially the last sentence "Mankind must win", they were all in awe. He shouted loudly.

The hope that the gatekeepers brought them turned into faith in an instant, and the battle cry of "Humanity must win" resounded in every corner of the world.

When the gatekeeper's voice sounded, and when the gunfire sounded as tanks and armored vehicles crushed the counterattacking monster wave outside, the young and middle-aged people were all excited. They picked up their weapons one after another, and after settling down the old, weak, women and children, they rushed out together. Refugees poured into the army's counterattack from all directions.

Human will breaks out at this moment.

And what Bank said will definitely be written into the history of mankind and ring in the ears of all future generations. This battle, in which hundreds of millions of people were killed and injured in one day, will also be written down in history. The story is vivid and vivid, and it is named "The Great Event of the Life and Death of Civilization", and Bank's words will also be called "The First Trumpet of Dawn".

The sound of artillery fire and explosions spread to all civilized places. After paying hundreds of millions of human costs, mankind finally transformed the hope given to them into the strength to fight to the death with the enemy.

The "humanity must win" that came from the soul finally gradually overwhelmed the momentum of the beast tide on the ground. The firepower gathered by billions of people was not weaker than any enemy army. Even if they were like mountains and tides, we It’s also like a surging wave.

In the sky are battleships that are constantly exchanging fire. The brilliant and shining laser cannons illuminate the entire earth.

But people are no longer afraid of those roars. Even when every enemy ship makes an emergency landing and wants to attack the ground troops, the starship group summoned by the gatekeeper will suddenly stop in front of them. The two planets Friendship is condensed in this silent but roaring explosion.

In a basement in Manhattan.

A group of punk youths holding guitars were looking at the punk youth sitting in the corner holding a guitar with strange eyes.

The punk young man looked around with a very troubled expression and said: "Is my singing really so ugly?"

"No, it's not. Maybe the gatekeeper doesn't understand our heavy metal art. He only knows how to fight and kill. Don't look at me like that. I don't mean to disrespect him, but it's about the spirit of art. We at least At the soul level, we can't just compromise like this," another young man with blond hair and leather clothes said sarcastically.

The protagonist in Bank's words couldn't help but twitched his eyelids when he heard the counterattack bugle playing repeatedly on the radio mentioning him again, but then he slowly stood up from the corner in the eyes of everyone's surprise. He stood up and then raised his guitar to the crowd.

"Hey Jack, I heard that the last days are the most testing of people's hearts and humanity, but we are almost winning, why don't you still explode?" A girl with smoky make-up said in surprise after seeing this scene.

I saw a punk young man named Jack holding up his guitar, gritting his teeth and looking around at the people around him. Then in their shocked eyes, he smashed his guitar and said:

"When all mankind is really using heavy metal to counterattack, our art will no longer be worth mentioning. Why not engage in real heavy metal?"

With that said, Jack took out his pistol from his arms and watched everyone start loading.

Everyone was stunned, as if they didn't expect Jack, who was usually gloomy, to have such courage. After all, in a war, he was the first to lead everyone to hide in the basement, and shivered in the corner.

After the initial shock, the girl with smoky make-up couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled and said: "As expected of the man that I, Rose, like, you are indeed the most courageous one. Are you going?"

Seeing Rose's question, the surrounding band members all looked at each other, but after a while, when they heard the sound of artillery fire from the army's counterattack in the distance on the ground, they all gritted their teeth and nodded.

The blond leather-clad young man was the first to take off the electric guitar on his body and said: "Screw the heavy metal we have always been pursuing, isn't it on top?"

"But where are we going? The army seems to be still some distance away from us." Another punk youth asked.

At this time, Jack, who had smashed the guitar and finished loading it, spoke. He picked up the pistol and said, "Go to Second Avenue, which leads directly to the military camp."

"Why? It's obviously faster to walk on Franklin Street." Someone asked.

"There's a musical instrument store there," Jack said confidently.