I wonder if the parents' meeting is well prepared?
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midnight.
Behind the Ninth District's defensive line, a family member sat leaning against a sandbag, a protein bar that looked like a candle dangling from his mouth. He looked up at the heavy snow falling from the sky and muttered, "Damn it."
He said to his younger brother, who was sitting on the ground beside him, "Third brother, quickly go and find some warm clothes for the family. Without proper clothing, no one will be able to stay warm tonight. Also, have the refugees take some with them to the wilderness, otherwise the people who went through the Key Gate ahead will freeze to death outside!"
The temperature was 24 degrees Celsius in the morning, but now it has suddenly dropped to below zero. Many refugees are wearing only thin clothes. If they didn't have clothes, they would probably freeze to death in the wilderness.
However, at that moment, Xiao San suddenly heard strange noises coming from the dark street behind her.
He quickly stood up, squinted and strained to see into the darkness, then picked up the walkie-talkie and asked, "Attention all guards on the high-rise buildings, report the situation on the streets!"
A voice came through the walkie-talkie: "Nothing unusual!"
Xiao San paused for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "No, it's an enemy attack! Everyone back to your posts, prepare to fight to the death!"
The next moment, someone shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Rat swarm! Xiao San, the rat swarm is here! They've been using the buildings to conceal their movement and have avoided the sentries' line of sight!"
Another sentry chimed in over the radio, "I've also encountered a rat swarm here; they've launched a full-scale attack!"
It's important to understand that this is urban warfare. While parents can indeed set up sentry posts on high-rise buildings, their view will be obstructed by countless other buildings.
The rats had become so clever that they had learned how to avoid the sentries' line of sight.
They no longer swarmed into the streets like a surging tide, but instead marched swiftly along the shadows between buildings, wanting to take over the three districts unexpectedly!
So it wasn't until the rat swarm was very close that the sentries discovered their tracks!
Xiao San's scalp tingled: "Are these still rats? These are special forces! Damn it! Hold the line! No one is allowed to retreat! If they break through, all the refugees behind will die!"
The swarm of rats had already emerged in the darkness, only four hundred meters away from them, and would arrive in an instant.
When those tiny rats marched, they created the illusion of a stampede of horses on the ground.
However, at this moment, the mistress suddenly noticed that many of her family members around her were trembling.
These family members might have been small vendors or factory workers just a few months ago, and had never even killed a chicken in their entire lives.
They have never faced a disaster.
The mistress took a deep breath, picked up the walkie-talkie, and roared fiercely, "Fire!"
The lower three districts were filled with the deafening roar of gunfire.
The suppressive fire kept the rat swarm at 150 meters from the defensive line, but the rat swarm was not afraid of the dense gunfire at all.
Once the front row of rats dies, the back row will soon follow.
For a moment, Xiao San felt that this swarm of rats was a bit strange. Their movements weren't as swift as they had been the night before, as if they hadn't fully evolved...
Wait a minute, he noticed the difference when he got closer. The rats that moved faster were all dark black, while the ones in front of him were gray.
“I understand now. This rat swarm is deliberately using incompletely evolved rats to deplete our firepower,” Xiao San said bitterly.
But even if he knew the rat horde's intentions, could he really not fire his gun?
We must fight to the very end!
Slowly, the rat swarm began to approach the defense line, and they risked their lives to pave a bloody path!
The parents' association has only a few thousand guns, while the family members have more than 12,000. Adding the club members, the total number is 50,000, but only one-tenth of them own firearms.
It's too difficult.
Seeing the rat swarm still approaching, Xiao San roared again, "Those with guns, use them sparingly! Those without guns, prepare to hold the line!"
The next moment, tens of thousands of gang members, led by their families, rushed out from between the buildings, each wielding a kitchen knife. Some people couldn't find a knife, so they grabbed stools and rushed to the front line.
As the rat swarm reached the defensive line, they easily leaped onto it. Xiao San put down his gun, drew two kitchen knives from his waist, and began hacking wildly at the rats surging out of the sandbags on the defensive line.
The family members went crazy, standing in front of the defensive line and hacking at the rats.
The greater the fear in one's heart, the harder one chops.
However, fear gradually turned into anger, and his arms gradually stopped trembling.
A rat pounced on a family member, but the family member, who practiced the Cundi Dharma, simply tore the rat off, stuffed it into his mouth, and bit off its neck.
Fresh blood gushed from his mouth, as if it came from hell.
Behind the defensive line, the residents watched this scene silently. Only when the rat swarm truly arrived would they truly understand the love for the world hidden beneath their family members' fierce and menacing faces.
Just then, a family member beside the Key Gate roared, "Hurry, hurry, keep going! Don't stop! This is time they risked their lives to buy for you!"
Chen Zhuoqu and Hu Jingyi, along with other travelers, stood by, stuffing stacks of clothing into the hands of the refugees: "After you get there, be sure to give priority to the elderly, women, and children. Thank you, everyone, keep moving forward and don't stop!"
Even at this point, only one-ninth of the refugees in the lower three districts had been evacuated!
That's too little!
However, it was at this moment that some young people in the group suddenly left: "I'm not leaving, give me the kitchen knife."
The family members were stunned for a moment, then shouted, "Give him the kitchen knife!"
After taking the cleaver, the young man shouted to a girl in the line, "After you get through this gate, tell my parents to thank them."
After saying that, he turned around, grabbed the kitchen knife, and rushed to the defense line.
Slowly, some more young people stepped out from the line: "Give me a kitchen knife!"
Give me a kitchen knife!
If the kitchen knives run out, then they'll give out stools; if there are no stools, then they'll give out frying pans.
This team lacked advanced firearms and a particularly tight organizational structure, yet in times of crisis, its numbers not only did not decrease significantly but actually increased slowly!
As more and more unfamiliar faces approached the defense line, Xiao San thought, perhaps this is what his parents meant when they said that when you face the world with sincerity, the world will surely reward you.
Someone shouted into the walkie-talkie: "The A3 defense line is about to break down, requesting backup!"
The entire defense line of the lower three districts was divided into 50 sections, each with a section chief in charge. The A3 defense line was only 600 meters away from Xiao San and his group.
The mistress said into the walkie-talkie, "Wait a moment, I'll be right there!"
As he spoke, he prepared to grab the kitchen knife and rush over.
At that moment, eight jade swords suddenly pierced through the snow curtain and flew out from a window on a building behind them, whistling as they hurtled towards the point where the defense line was about to collapse.
The eight jade swords, like cutting grass, reaped the lives of the rat horde, appearing and disappearing without a trace.
A cheer erupted from the A3 defense line; a superhuman had made a move!
The mistress suddenly turned around and looked upstairs, only to see He Jinqiu, dressed in a gray suit and holding a black scepter, standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling glass window.
Beside him were a middle-aged woman and a young man.
The mistress was surprised to see Mr. He here; neither of them had noticed when he arrived.
The next moment, someone on the walkie-talkie said, "There's unrest behind the rat swarm!"
The mistress yelled, "Get me the binoculars!"
As they spoke, a family member handed them a night-vision telescope. The third child was shocked to see four people moving crisscrossing in the swarm of rats. With each crossing, it was as if invisible scissors were cutting the swarm of rats between the four people in half.
The four men were like rocks standing on the surface of a sea of rats amidst the swarm of rats.
...Wait a minute, isn't the one among the four the head of the family?
The mistress murmured, "The parents are here...the parents are here! Come on, come with me, let's meet the parents!"
Those family members who hadn't yet met Qingchen perked up: "I'll go with you!"
The rat swarm abandoned its defenses and turned around to surround Qing Chen. They seemed to know that eating one person was more effective than eating ten thousand ordinary people!
The mistress panicked when she saw this: "Quick, quick, save the parents!"
However, in that instant, he saw Qingchen look at him through the swarm of rats, his calm eyes showing no fear whatsoever.
"Wait, don't go out," the third child suddenly felt a surge of confidence, knowing that the parents didn't need their help at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, when Qingchen confirmed that all the rats were rushing towards him, he suddenly bent down and touched the muddy ground wet with snowmelt.
"Three calamities".
The boy's eyes were golden, and a massive amount of lightning drew mud and water from his palms, the golden lightning spreading and radiating brilliant light!
The golden arcs of electricity danced wildly on the ground, piercing through the bodies of the rats, as if a bolt of lightning from the heavens had fallen to earth, bringing down a true natural disaster.
Chapter 684, Time Waits for No One!
The golden lightning that filled the ground was even more dazzling than movie special effects.
Qing Chen's hair was blown into the sky by the surging airflow, and the lines of his thin face appeared particularly three-dimensional in the lightning.
The golden electricity shot into the sky, turning a radius of 500 meters into a no-go zone for the rat swarm!
The so-called three calamities include the three minor calamities: war, plague, and famine.
There are also three major disasters: fire, flood, and typhoon.
The breathing technique of the Pantheon Thunder God is called the Supreme Path in the first section, the Destiny in the second section, and the Three Calamities and Nine Disasters in the third section, which means "Thunder is the law of all things in the world, and it controls life and death."
At this moment, Qing Chen was using the Four-Section Breathing Technique of the Gods of Thunder. He felt the thunderous energy surging within his body, and gradually golden thunder patterns grew on both sides of his cheeks, and his eyes also turned completely golden.
It was no longer just the depths of the pupils, but the entire eye was flowing with golden light, making it seem less human and more like a god.
breathe.
Qing Chen exhaled a breath that contained the force of thunder.
If the greatest effect of the Knight's Breathing Technique is to help the knight balance his bodily functions during battle, producing a large amount of endorphins, allowing the knight to exert 200% of his physical abilities and fight for a longer period of time.
Then the fourth breathing technique of Pan Shen Lei Si is the other extreme. Its function is to infinitely amplify the potential within the body, allowing the rolling thunderous magma within the body to erupt in the shortest possible time.
One is like a slow and steady stream, the other is like seizing every minute – two extremes.
Behind the defensive line, the family members watched as the 'god' on the battlefield wiped out tens of thousands of rats in one fell swoop. Someone whispered, "Is this our leader? Is he really our leader?"