Wan Yuli's 2d Travels

The children sighed at the same time, and Mu Geng, who was encouraged, made persistent efforts:

"Everyone, have you heard of the 'Huanan Festival'?"

"I've heard it! It's those beautiful things that shine in the sky, right?"

"That's right, it's a festival to make sky lanterns that you can hold in your hands and release them to the sky at night. This is to thank the spirits who died in the gastrulation war, and it has been held since the 'Second Kanto Battle' festival."

"Speaking of which, there are only five days left until this year's 'Huanan Festival'."

Xia Shi added.

However, the children all lowered their eyes and dropped their shoulders:

"Sister Mugeng, Xia Shichan... Will we die? Will we still be alive to see the next 'Huanan Festival'?"

Indeed, from the time point of view, the megalithic monument will collapse within three days, and although the production of the new megalithic monument has already begun, it will take about three days from its arrival to its formation. ,shortest time.

In other words, for at least three days, the entire Tokyo area was like a naked girl who could only be passively violated.

However, Mu Geng did not feel hopeless.

Surrounded by the children, the hesitation in her heart gradually disappeared.

The girl showed a warm smile, and the lecture was placed on the chestnut hair of one of the girls:

"No one will die, I can guarantee that."

Seeing the girl's puzzled expression, Mu Geng raised his head, looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on the huge stone monument standing in the distance:

"I brought you here today for nothing else. I hope you understand that in such a difficult situation, we won the second Kanto battle. Then for the next third time, we will have better armed, A more complete defense system, as well as the concerted efforts of the Self-Defense Forces and the civilian police, as well as the assistance of foreign allies; on the other hand, we have already figured out the movements and habits of the gastritis - so we will definitely win easily, so everyone won't die!"

Kisara's generous speech lifted the spirits of the girls in the orphanage and even the Katagiri brothers and sisters, but Xia Shi's eyes flickered a little.

As Ki Geng said, for the upcoming third Kanto battle, both the Self-Defense Forces and the civilian police did their best to prepare for the battle.Although the Self-Defense Force suffered heavy losses from the previous two Stage [-] attacks, with the reinforcements of the Fourth Roman Empire, the equipment is even stronger than before... The problem is that the military has really mastered their knowledge about gastrulation creatures. trend?

Aldebaran who can command legions in battle... Xia Shi feels a little heavy, because even if she has a high IQ dolphin factor, it is basically impossible for her to command an army.

Of course, Xia Shi would not say such words that frustrate the children, but just kept the doubts in his stomach.

Thus, the visit to the "Flame of Return" came to an end when the sun put away the last ray of light and the children cheered.

Under the leadership of Mr. Matsuzaki, the children will go directly to the embassy of the Fourth Rome for refuge.

Mu Geng and the other four went directly to the ten kilometers in front of the No. 32 megalithic monument, which was the frontline headquarters of the Civilian Police Corps.

Wan Yuri, Tina, Louise, and Dongdou Yue, who was scouting first, were already waiting for them there.

Chapter 149 141. The Third Kanto Battle · Exposure

The [-]th district, where the police force is stationed, is no longer the depression it was before.

The arrival of a large number of policemen has also brought a considerable number of traders to come here to operate, which actually formed a kind of abnormal prosperity before the war started.

Near the headquarters there was the smell of alcohol, and beneath an open tent, a group of rude facilitators were drinking and rowdy around a campfire.

Then there was the smell of gunpowder smoke, and the piercing roar accompanied by gunshots came from time to time-this is the arms dealer selling weapons to the police present... By the way, these people are really dedicated, and it is almost night, so they are really not afraid of accidental injury ?

And on the side close to the urban area, there are many simple shops between street stalls and vendors, providing food and beverages for the police, and even other miscellaneous services.

"This atmosphere is almost like a temple fair..."

Dong Tangyue sighed, and then threw the takoyaki on the bamboo stick into his mouth to chew.

Except for her, everyone in Wan Yuri's team was more or less holding snacks.

"Strange... don't these ordinary people know what happened until now?"

Xia Shi asked suspiciously.She noticed that most of the ordinary people who opened restaurants had no nervous expressions on their faces, while most of the policemen's faces were not very good-looking. Of course, some fighters showed excitement for the upcoming war.

But generally speaking, the demeanor of the police and the public is very different, and it cannot be turned a blind eye anyway.

"This is thanks to the Holy Son of Heaven."

Wanyuri muttered, his voice muffled by his mouth full of food:

"After all... there is news control... and... there are (seven) to (eight) messy rumors..."

Wan Yuli swallowed the food in his mouth with great strength, and his voice finally returned to normal:

"The Holy Son of Heaven has done a good job in this regard. As the saying goes, speech should be sparse and not blocked, but she has taken a two-pronged approach. On the one hand, she blocked the news that the No. 32 stone monument was eroded, and on the other hand, she publicized the achievements of the British side. It is a big shift. In addition, the old man Kikunojo also took action, using his influence to arrange for bureaucrats to spread some speeches, and to cover up the transfer of the Self-Defense Forces... So until today, there has been no chaos in the Tokyo area."

"However, this kind of human-maintained calm is only up to today."

Mu Geng said.

"That's true. After all, almost all the police in the Tokyo area have assembled. It is impossible to hide the media from the media... What's more, the government also needs time to evacuate the people."

Wan Yuri said.

"Ah, the news has begun to report! The bleaching of the monolith!"

Suddenly someone shouted, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

On the big screen erected above the civilian police headquarters, urgent news is being broadcast.

The picture was shot down from the air by the news helicopter, and it was transmitted along the radio waves, as well as the panicked voice of the female reporter.

On Stele No. 32 zoomed in by the camera, the white mildew spots are evenly matched with the black parts, and they are expanding their territory every minute and every second.

The degree of erosion of the megalith can already be seen with the naked eye from a distance.

Then the screen switched again, and the camera was shooting towards the unexplored area—under the illumination of the strong searchlights, groups of Gastrea legions hidden in the forest appeared on the screen.

Perhaps attracted by the lights of the helicopter, the gastratus on the ground suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a terrifying roar.

Countless policemen and ordinary people just watched helplessly. The picture from the helicopter suddenly shook violently, and then suddenly stopped.

Condolences appeared abruptly on the screen, along with the reporter's photo and name.It seems that the news team who took pictures of the gastritis regardless of the danger could not return to the inside of the stone monument in the end.

A large group of people stared at each other blankly, and then, who knew who, suddenly let out a terrified cry.

This cry completely shattered the peaceful atmosphere on the surface of the civilian police station.

The vendors who set up the stalls took away their things in a panic, while most of the policemen sat around the fire with their partners and wiped their weapons over and over again with their faces livid.

"here we go."

Mu Geng spat out a few words, but couldn't hear any emotion.

Most of the other members of Wanyuli's team were also silent. Only Louise, worthy of the nickname "Devil King", still looked energetic:

"You said, how many people in Tokyo will suffer from insomnia today?"

"Who knows, but I think most of them will suffer from insomnia."

Tina agreed.

At this time, the big screen above the headquarters lit up again, this time the picture was the Holy Residence, and the Holy Son of Heaven held a press conference.

Seeing the news spokesperson's painful face admitting the news of the imminent collapse of the No. 32 stone monument, as well as the evacuation and countermeasures, as well as the fearful look under the siege of the reporters afterward, Wan Yuli couldn't help but feel sorry for the emperor.

"It is conceivable that at least for the next few days, the princess will probably spend her time under the scolding, and maybe she will be thrown rotten eggs."

Although it is out of good intentions, the public will not understand Sheng Tianzi's painstaking efforts to conceal the news, they will only think in the direction of conspiracy theory... If Sheng Tianzi can hold the Tokyo area this time, public opinion can be reversed, but if he can't live……

"If you can't keep it, Lord Shengtianzi doesn't have to bear the infamy anymore, because at that time, both she and the people have already turned into food for gastritis."

Dongtangyue winked playfully at Wan Yuri.

"Little Moon, you actually know what I'm thinking?"

Wanyuri was very surprised.

"Myriad Yuri-sama's expression is too obvious, it's just that worry is written on his face..."

Dong Tangyue shrugged:

"However, I completely understand your appearance. After all, the Holy Son of Heaven is noble and kind, just like a character that only appears in fairy tales. Therefore, if Master Wanyuli covets her beauty, he hopes to make a fortune in the other country. If you do something when you die, I don't have to tell Dao Hua."

"Little Moon, what nonsense are you talking about!"

The two chased and fought for a while, and unconsciously opened a little distance from the others.

"I went to reconnaissance today, and the situation is not good."

Dong Tangyue suddenly said in a very serious tone, and now Wan Yuli also knew that her intention was to report the situation to herself alone, so she also showed a serious look:

"What kind of bad method is it?"

"The number of gastrulations exceeds our imagination. There should be closer to [-] to [-] individuals, rather than the [-] previously estimated."

Dongtangyue showed a dignified look:

"On the other hand, those guys have strange means. The fighter jets and cruise missiles sent by the Self-Defense Force today were destroyed."

"Same as the unlucky news helicopter just now?"

Wanyuri asked.

"I don't know the specifics, but it certainly won't be disturbed by the sound of gastrulation."

The moon looked up at the night sky, with countless stars all over it, but the moonlight was blocked by dark clouds:

"I ventured to find the wreckage of the fighter planes and found that their wings had been snapped off... cleanly."

"Could it be a flying gastrula?"

Wan Yuli made a guess.

"Impossible, we have seen many of those guys before, but very few of them can catch up to supersonic fighters... and even if there were, there has never been a crashed plane whose wings have been cut off so neatly... …like a piece of paper cut by a paper knife.”

"That's it...it looks like there will be a tough battle ahead."

"Mayuri-sama, may I ask a question?"

Dong Tangyue suddenly stopped in her tracks, her bright eyes shining under the starlight:

"This time, why can't you use 'Thunder Temple'? It's over in London, isn't it?"

Wan Yuli also stopped, and after a while, she said slowly:

"Little Moon, you also know that the main body consumes a lot of energy, but it can still be done with one attack..."