The capital of Luanbo, an underground shelter.

"Hey, hey, here is the 98th Division of the 18th Army, our army is defeated, and Lampo has fallen. We need support, we need support ..."

"The message has been received, please be patient, perseverance is victory."

"Fu * ckyou!"

The phone was severely dropped.

Uh ...

The entire capital of Lampor State is filled with smoke and broken walls.

The fragile line of defense established by the European Union in Eastern Europe was fragile like a thin piece of paper under the impact of several savage gods.

The strong maneuverability made the unresponsive garrison completely unable to react. The army was defeated across the board. In just a few hours, several states fell in succession, like a nightmare that could not wake up.

This city that has just been devastated appears extremely tranquil and the streets are empty.

A few hours ago, there was a lot of traffic here.

费尔 Kafernikov faced the ground and took a few pictures of a baby's body that had been trampled by the crowd, moving forward carefully.

His body was covered with dust, his face was covered with dried blood, and he was full of wolverines.

He is a war correspondent. As a high-risk occupation, he always feels that God cares for himself.

He has been to the battlefield of Yanzhou, penetrated into the occupied area, he has photographed the fierce and brutal war scenes of the gods and human beings, and he has photographed the mushroom cloud blooming on the battlefield.

But every time he can come back lively, he believes that this time it is the same.

的 The army he followed, before seeing the Savage God, his morale collapsed and fled, leaving him alone.

Alas, he didn't care.

I have nothing to care about!

A war correspondent with a deep and independent personality. No soldier will welcome it. It is possible to shoot a black gun.

Kafernikov laughed at himself.

This is not a joke, he was shot in the black.

Many battlefield reporters are not killed by the enemy in front, but by stray bullets behind.

The ugliness of human nature on the battlefield has been sharply amplified. For soldiers, killing is simply a matter of pulling the trigger.

The reason is that you took something that shouldn't be taken.

No one can investigate, and you can't investigate, because you can't tell which muzzle the bullet fired, not to mention it is normal for a person to die on the battlefield.

Several plastic bags fluttered in the wind along the road, this bustling city now gives a sense of rundown.

try {mad1 (\ 'gad2 \');} catch (ex) {} He picked up a bunch of sausages from the ground who no one knew, carefully patted the dust off, and put it in the backpack behind him.

The war seemed to have passed, but he knew it had just begun.

Next, what happens here? He can already predict.

Like any other occupied area, it will be blocked from the outside, to continue war, nuclear explosions, food shortages, internal chaos, conflict, death, and then ... rebuild order, an order established by the Savage God.

Even if he isn't sure if he can live to that time.

"Damn pretty god?"

He held his camera and pointed at the European Union flag broken by the wind on the broken building in the distance.

At this moment he looked for a moment.

心脏 Then the heart beats violently, and his breathing becomes heavy.

"Damn ... Damn it!"

Kafernikov murmured to himself, shaking his arms and scrambling to adjust the focus of the camera.

I saw the distant sky, a flaming light cut through the sky like a meteor, approaching here quickly, the air waves brought by the terrible speed, even the clouds above were rolling.

"God, protect your people!"

He continued to retreat while taking photos, and quickly contracted to the corner of the building.

However, he had not waited for him to breathe a sigh of relief.

I made him tremble.

At the same time, a magnificent voice came from a distance:

"Evil ... haha, look at what I found. There are even evil in this world? Let the great founding **** grant you destruction."

Dancing with the aurora.

充满 A shining giant with two heads and four arms flew from a distance.

Kafernikov, who was hiding in the corner, was terrified. As a war correspondent, he was no stranger to the lingua franca of the other world, but these words made his head overwhelming.

How is this going?

Hey ... isn't that pretty god?

"Too much nonsense, go to death."

Immediately after the words fell, the situation suddenly changed, and he was just a formidable and amazing foundry god, as if he felt a great crisis. He screamed in surprise and seemed to want to escape.

But the next moment, His body was shrouded in a glare.

"Ah ..." Kafernikov's eyes closed instinctively, but even then, his irritated tears flowed, and his skin felt a scorching sensation.

try {mad1 (\ 'gad2 \');} catch (ex) {} He was like an ice cellar.

I'm blind! ?

But he didn't dare to mourn, trying to suppress the fear in his heart, and crouched in the corner.

The time passed by one minute and one second, I don't know how long it has passed.

At this time, a gust of wind passed through the face, dissipating the high temperature, and dissipating the burning pain in the body.

A sudden noise came into his ear.

"Are you a reporter?"

Kafernikov was startled and opened his eyes subconsciously.

The blindness that I envisioned didn't appear, and even the sting caused by the glare disappeared. He saw a handsome young man like a mortal who was slightly suspended in the air half a meter above the ground, like a **** coming.

"You ... you ... you ..." Kafernikov's eyes widened as he looked, and his face was unbelievable: "You are ... His GodChen ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Chen Shouyi Nodded and said in English: "It's me. Is your injury all right? "

没 "No ... nothing, I'm fine!" Kafernikov nodded excitedly.

"I fixed your camera for you, too. It's dangerous here. Let's hide in the air-raid shelter." When Chen Shouyi finished, he was ready to leave, as there were several wild gods waiting for him to deal with it.

"G ... GodChen, I ... I know that this request is a bit pretentious and it is a waste of your precious time. Can you allow me to take a picture?" Kafernikov stuttered.

普通 During the war, ordinary people took pictures and shot them. GodChen had the right to portraits.

Alas, there is no way!

Chen Shouyi had no choice but to stop: "Then you hurry up."

"Okay!" Kafernikov said repeatedly, picking up the camera and pressing the shutter in a hurry.

Seeing that the other party was almost done, Chen Shouyi turned and flew to the sky.

"Boom!"

A few hundred meters later, when Xun flew out, his speed suddenly accelerated, and a burst of shock waves erupted in mid-air.

During this process, Kafernikov held the camera and kept pressing the shutter, shaking with excitement. He stopped until he could no longer see it.

Regarding GodChen videos, there are not many photos, most of which come from the influence of interviews and speeches, but there are none of such fierce "quasi-combat" scenes.

He already predicted that he would become famous in the press.

"These photos must be transmitted as soon as possible."