Just as the cyber ball was negotiating against a sudden terrorist attack, London was already overwhelmed by the fog. After a long period of environmental governance, London, once known as Wudu, has long been clear for a long time. When people talk about the story of Wudu, they often do n’t think about the modern city ’s appearance today, but more of the last century. Scene of piled up slate, stones and wood. In the story of such a scene, the factors of barbarism, mystery, grotesque, danger and so on are like rain pouring from the sewer. It is dirty, filthy, but thrilling, and the entanglement between people The entanglement between human and non-human is just as common as the moss on the stone road.

However, the story has long ended, and such a world has only appeared in people's imagination since entering this century. Only today, no, it should be said that it seems that those old monsters have never left, they have been lurking in the sewer until the arrival of this day. London was once again overflowing with fog, and the gray mist seemed to be breathing through the city, walking through the streets, seeping through the gap between the door and the window.

It should be said that there are no people living in the city in London at this time, which is a thankful thing.

Because the Nazi invasions are intensifying, although London is behind the battlefield, it has recently been necessary to consider the matter of letting the citizens move. Before that, the citizens and refugees had been buried underground, and through a series of security measures, the The shelter was sealed, and on the ground in the entire London area, only the departments related to fighting remained. When the fog rises, everyone who is aware of what is about to happen is fortunate.

"The fog is too big to see in front." A middle-aged man dressed in military police quietly clenched his rifle. On his side, a young man dressed as a tomboy who was clearly a woman and still wearing lipstick. Half of her face was tightly wrapped in bandages due to injuries, but she still looked at the face in the makeup mirror with relish.

"Don't read it! It's dangerous here, be alert!" The middle-aged man yelled, but the tone wasn't very harsh. After all, this kind of thing should not be said by himself, and the other party was very clear. In today's battlefield, people who can survive a battle without dying will be called "veterans". This has nothing to do with age and military education. The third world war has only been fought for a few months, but the scene has been so tragic that it has not been seen in the past two world wars. One battle is down. It is extremely common to reduce staff by 70% or 80%. I think that even at the fertility rate of the entire population, this kind of consumption is too large.

Maybe such a war only needs to last one year, and the human population will drop to the level of the Middle Ages. Such a future feels terrible at the thought.

Nowadays, almost all the veterans who are stationed in London are retired from the front line. The original intention is to improve the defensive ability of the London area or to allow soldiers to get rest time. These soldiers do not care. Being able to go back to London and put on military and police clothing, even if you still have to face a sudden crisis, but compared to the front line, the pressure has been greatly reduced, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is heaven.

Of course, the citizens who have moved the citizens and refugees from other areas into the refuge of London are a little empty and unpopular ... or that in the quiet atmosphere, there are always some inexplicable tastes . I always feel that staying here is not a good thing, but compared to the visible front, people still prefer to stay in London.

However, this relatively laid-back day is over, I don't know when it started, there are mists around, and there are no signs of disappearing. All the people wandering on the street, sitting in the room, observing the people around them, were more or less aware that this is not a normal phenomenon.

Most people are nervous. The middle-aged military police can see the familiar figure walking hazyly in the mist, and soon they are swallowed by the mist. I want to think that this is what they look like in the eyes of others. The denseness of the fog makes everyone feel alone and helpless, so for the only tomboy beside him, even if she hasn't done anything right until now, the middle-aged military police still have a psychological sense of closeness to her.

Although reprimanded by the middle-aged military police, the rapid deterioration of the surrounding environment is also visible, but the tomboy is still staring at the makeup mirror and applying lipstick without saying a word, his lips are already red as if to be bleeding Colors that are contrary to the beauty of ordinary people. The middle-aged military police felt a little disgusted and couldn't help feeling a little bit more angry. He amplified his voice and said, "Did you hear it? I told you not to draw!"

The tomboy seemed to listen in, his hands paused, but his head was still low, staring closely at the makeup mirror. The middle-aged military police grabbed her hand holding the makeup mirror and wanted to grab the mirror forcefully, but at the next moment, he saw the surrounding scenes start to rotate, his body fluttering away from the ground. He didn't realize that he was thrown away by the tomboy until he was about to land.

In the flipped vision, the figure of the tomboy appeared again. The positions of the stone road and the sky seemed to be reversed. The tomboy was standing on the ground, but more like hanging upside down. The incident happened suddenly, but the middle-aged military police had realized something was wrong. The difference between the other party's response before and after is too great, it is simply not the reaction that ordinary people will have, even if it is a person suffering from post-war syndrome, it is not like his own partner who has a problem!

The middle-aged military police were cold in heart, and while falling to the ground, the rifle slid to the easiest position to aim at. The front sight moved in front of his eyes, and even if the body came from a huge pain in the impact, he did not get his hands and eyes confused. Without this reaction, guts and endurance, he would have been killed by the monster-like Nazis on the front line.

Moreover, on the front line, the companions around him suddenly became frustrated and turned into enemies, which is not new. Now that there is a sudden fog in London, it is not unimaginable that weirdness and fog travel together. Even ordinary people, as long as they go to the front, Shiyou will encounter strange things that only appeared in fantasy in the past, and even there are many strange things that I have never even thought of.

The tomboy is likely to be "killed" by the weird. This is what the middle-aged military police think of when he was thrown out.

Before confirming whether it was what you thought, a gunshot came from a distance. The first shot sounded like a signal. Soon there was a second shot, a third shot, and then the shots sprang together, from sporadic The gunshots of the surrounding streets seemed to fall into the battlefield, and the atmosphere changed in less than three seconds. The middle-aged military police pulled the rifle's trigger when the fourth shot sounded.

The vibration of the rifle seemed to tell him the process of shooting the bullet. For others, it seemed to be just an instant process, but there was a clear step in his mind, just like the slow motion demonstration of the bullet effect. It should have been a very short period of time, and it was broken down into more parts in terms of feeling. This is not a special function. One or two out of ten veterans from the front line have such a keen sense. Moreover, they are not born like this. They are completely on the battlefield, trying their best to struggle to survive, and then gradually At the beginning of the perception, it was just a hazy, uncontrollable thing, and some people would feel that they were special because of this, but all soldiers on the front line will realize that this keen particularity is placed on the Nazi It's nothing at all on the battlefield.

After going through the baptism of war again and again, in the most tense time, there will be no rest time for three days and three nights, all the survival abilities and instincts will be tempered in such a cruel battle to the unimaginable of ordinary people. degree.

For example: even if the body falls on the ground, pain and shock, it will not let the middle-aged military police miss. Needless to say, when he pulled the trigger, he never thought of a situation where he would miss. The bullet's rifle, the trajectory drilled in the air, are invisible to others, but in his mind, it is as clear as it was released thousands of times.

The bullet, as he thought, hit the tomboy's head and opened her half of the head directly. The bullets that these rifles are equipped with are powerful warheads that have been tested on the front line. They have a certain lethality against the Nazis and other strange things. If the tomboy did n’t turn into a weird thing, then she would definitely die. On the contrary, the middle-aged military police did not think about the possibility of killing each other with a bullet.

After pulling the trigger, he rolled sideways, hid the lamp post, and then covered the body with the trash can, moving to the corner of the stronger concrete wall. The tomboy who had been hit by half of his head was still sitting in the same position, maintaining the posture of staring at the makeup mirror, which undoubtedly made the middle-aged military police more convinced that the other party was no longer a human. Under the impact of a bullet, it maintains its original posture.

What reassured him a little was that although the reason was not clear, it seemed that his own response had saved him again, and the standing body did not catch up. Of course, even if the body didn't move, he didn't think that the monster wearing the "tomboy" human skin had been killed. He used the corners of his eyes to find the route of transfer, and listened to the movements of others with his ears, but he dared not let the motionless "tomboy" completely out of his sight until the fog divided the two.

The feeling of fighting alone, once again hit the heart of the middle-aged military police, the mist everywhere, as if he could **** his footsteps. No, no, he thought about it and confirmed it, and it turned out to be wrong. Although he could hear gunshots from far away, there was no slight footsteps, even his own footsteps, he was struggling to set foot Under the circumstances, there is no sound at all.

Then, he felt that the originally hard stone road seemed to become soft, and gradually, it was as sticky as a rainy dirt road. However, if you only look with your eyes, the slate is still the texture of the slate.

From his experience, the more weird the environment he feels, the more dangerous this battlefield is. Although it is rationally clear that there are not one hundred thousand to eighty thousand defensive forces all over London today, but he is only one of them, but from the feeling that the current atmosphere gives him, he feels lonely, especially when he was shot alone. The visible companion, especially after the tomboy suspected of being eroded by unknown strangeness.

He creeped and ran from time to time. Although he felt the endless danger, it seemed that if he stopped, the danger of not knowing what would be swooped up, but until he silently counted three hundred times, it was roughly three hundred seconds. Time, I have never encountered a more practical danger. It's just that the environment full of dust and fog is becoming more and more poisonous, and I feel that my heartbeat is accelerating and my heart is arrhythmia.

The sky gradually darkened, and the middle-aged military police could not help raising their heads. This light change was absolutely abnormal. It was still daylight three hundred seconds ago. If the sun disappeared at once, it would definitely not be the problem of the sun, but the problem of where it is. , But he can find the answer from heaven, and this is what experience tells him.

Then, he saw a huge planet, the direction of the tallest building hanging in his field of vision was like the moon, but it was definitely not the moon, because its outline is too large, it is about the normal moon when watching the moon. It's more than twenty times the size. In the dark night sky background, its color is not as yellow as the moon, but a large piece of dark blue.

Although the color is not the same as what I saw in the popular science picture ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The size of the outline also seems to be a little different, but the first time, he thought of the one that even he was surprised, and then he was afraid. Name earth.

The middle-aged military police could not help but stand, staring blankly at the planet hanging above the sky: "If that is the earth, where am I now?"

On this day, the Universe Joint Experimental Fleet, which was observing the huge relic platform in the universe, saw with its own eyes that a part of the ruling ruling site occupying the original moon position became the scene of a city scene that was once familiar. Without any aura, there was no process that allowed them to intercept in advance. This huge site extended from the void, including the fog and the demon bred in the fog, became a more organized view.

"That's ..." An incredible voice came from the fleet's internal communication network. "That's London!" His voice was shaking: "How, how is it possible ..."

The Big Ben in the City of London was quickly zoomed in on everyone's monitors, and everyone confirmed what was happening.

Part of the ruling ruins and part of the City of London were replaced. (To be continued.)