Chapter 1977: Targeted (1/2)

After all, there are only a few people who can fly freely in the air and can accurately cut and control parachutes. Most of the parachutes are still swaying, drifting in the wind, and falling into the ruins of the city.

As the parachute gets closer and closer to the ground, the howling of the wolf in the depths of the ruins becomes more intense and crazier.

Under the scarlet moonlight, countless pairs of skinny hands stretched out from the ruined walls and the abyss of ruins. People are no longer people, but wild dogs who are starving.

”boom!”

Finally, a box of supplies landed with a dull roar, and the parachute that bloomed slowly, like crumpled dead skin, collapsed on the ground, turning into a shocking mark.

”Ohhhhhhh!”

”Grab, grab!”

The criminals have appeared!

The corners of his mouth were drooling, the eyes were light, and the forehead was covered with criss-crossing blue veins, his hands and feet twitched involuntarily, and he got out of the ruins like a lonely ghost, and rushed toward the parachute desperately.

Li Yao even saw that in order to speed up in the rugged ruins, someone simply landed on all fours, arched their backs, and ran wildly with their feet, really like a vicious beast.

The fierce battle broke out in an instant.

In order to fight for the hope of survival in the next year, even gray-haired old women and young children will become frenzied and crazy. They punch and kick, smash with stones, pierce with iron nails, bite with teeth, and scratch with nails. , Caught the nail piece and turned it up, dripping with blood, and dragged the heavy supplies to his direction.

The bunches of thick parachute ropes drew deeply into their thin bodies, almost splitting them in half from their shoulders, but they were ignorant, with a satisfied smile on their faces, until they were caught by other beasts. Like people threw down.

Even if the old and weak women and children are like this, the fighting between the middle-aged fighters is even more fierce.

The chainsaw sword screamed and chopped the person in half, and the vibrating battle roared and shattered the human internal organs into a thick blood mist. The electric battle axe made no sound, but it was printed on the flesh and blood like a soldering iron. The sound of ”chicking” can make people who hear it have nightmares for ten days and ten nights-and all these sounds are inferior to the roar of the people who kill the red eyes, the howling of ghosts and wolves.

In Li Yao's primordial perception, the psychic magnetic fields of everyone in the ruins of the city were chaotic, like a group of extremely dangerous turbulence.

He even saw someone operating their psychic powers to their limit, before they had time to attack the enemy, he exploded with a ”boom”!

The shock wave comparable to the ”self-explosive golden pill” swept out, and even the seventy or eighty strong men scrambling around were blasted into the air, slamming into the rocky ruins and broken walls, seeing the tendons and fractures. It won't be.

Only a shallow crater was left in the center, braving the scarlet heat. At first, the brawny man who was out of control was completely wiped out, with no bones left.

Such scenes are commonplace in the divine ceremonies. A sinner loses control of his psychic ability and is broken to pieces, and more sinners desperately push the messy magical powers to the limit, screaming to fill his gap.

”It's down! It's down!”

At this moment, I just listened to countless people screaming in the depths of the ruins, but it was a skyscraper with dozens of stories and hundreds of meters high. It was already crumbling and precarious. Finally, it couldn't bear the fight of people beside the foundation. Amidst the harsh distorting sound, he slowly tilted and collapsed!

The overwhelming smoke and dust swept through most of the ruins. Many people were smashed into meatloaf, more people screamed between steel bars and rocks, and some people took out gas masks and buckled their heads, stepping on the bodies of their companions and enemies. , Continue to fight!

Perhaps, there are only a few places where criminals will not kill you as soon as they meet.

It was a large wooden box. The umbrella cord was cut in mid-air or even tore the umbrella surface. The falling speed was too fast. When it fell to the ground, it was smashed to pieces, exposing the white flowers and fragrant compressed food inside. .

These compressed foods are often refined with animal fats, high-energy dried fruits and various additives, which have a crazy smell.

The normal way of eating is to cut a small piece and put it in water to boil it into a bowl of sticky paste. Just one bowl can ensure a sinner's high-intensity training and hunting all day long.

But when it comes to the Godsend Ceremony, it means that the materials obtained in the Godsend Ceremony last year have been consumed for a whole year, and it has long been exhausted.

Many criminals in barren villages have long been mad from hunger.

Smelling the scent of compressed food, their eyes almost burst open, and they all rushed up desperately, grabbing pieces of compressed food and gnawing.

In this way, countless criminals pouted their buttocks, surrounded by tattered wooden boxes, and ”snored and snored” and swallowed. In a moment, some people hugged their stomachs, foamed at their mouths, slumped to the ground, convulsed constantly, and had a high stomach High bulge, as if there was a ball inflated wildly.

This is the ”Gospel” given to the ”sinners” by ”the heavens and man”!

”Warrior of Taiping Walled City, go!”

Half ice sea, half fire prison, the ruins of the city beyond the red line have been messed up into a pot of porridge, and within the red line there is still apathy and silence.

Taiping Walled City has the best equipment and the most powerful warriors. The materials accumulated in the past few years have not been completely exhausted. At least they can have a full meal before they leave. Naturally, they are not as embarrassed as other criminals.

They did not **** up like headless flies, but calmly observed the situation. It was not until the roaring criminals gradually moved towards the red line that the ”Blood Eagle” Zhao Lie gave an order from the control tower.

”Boom! Boom! Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!”

Hundreds of platforms were surrounded by iron plates, and the iron plates were inlaid with iron nails. The rusty and lifeless tracked vehicles were driven all the way to the vicinity of the red line.