The world in front of Xiao Ming became distorted, like a picture of unstable TV signals.
This was a sign that group super-sensing had become unstable, and he could not hold on for much longer.
"Husband, leave me alone" Gong Er's heartbeat sounded in Xiao Ming's brain.
"I can't do it" Xiao Ming fell into a huge conflict.
His psychological activities were unable to escape Gong Er's subconscious rebound.
She immediately responded: "Husband, didn't you say that love is sacrifice?"
"No" Xiao Ming let out a long howl from deep in his heart, and once again experienced the pain of the Supreme Treasure being unable to save Zixia.
Do we have to sacrifice small loves for the so-called great love?
The most painful thing in the world is not "there was a sincere relationship in front of me, but I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it only when I lost it", but "watching my lover turn into ashes in front of me, But nothing can be done.”
A heartbreaking picture emerged in Xiao Ming's mind.
It was the unforgettable memory of Nana's self-sacrifice to save him.
"Husband, don't be so pessimistic.
I can't die.
I still want to consummate the marriage with you and give you a bunch of children.
You don't want me to die with regrets.
The prerequisite is that you must defeat the enemy so that we can survive."
During the heart-to-heart exchange, Gong Er didn't care about being shy anymore and used the words that touched Xiao Ming the most to encourage him.
"Commander, we are not afraid of sacrificing long live humanity."
The voices of several soldiers in the guard camp came one after another.
That was the truest statement.
"Brothers" Xiao Ming felt a sore nose and shuddered again.
The physical tremor turned into a spiritual emotion, and the group super-sensing became stable.
He knew that this situation was similar to a flashback.
Once subconscious distortion occurred again, group super-sensing would completely collapse, and he must seize the time.
"Wife, brothers, you have to hold on, we will definitely survive."
Xiao Ming gritted his teeth and violently activated his stream of consciousness.
He wanted to end the battle in the shortest possible time and control the damage to Gong Er and his subordinates.
To the smallest extent.
The nuclear zombie group went crazy and launched the most violent attack on other groups.
Facing the overwhelming army of nuclear zombies, all the nuclear mutant groups went crazy and launched a final counterattack The so-called "If God wants you to perish, he must first make you crazy", this is the most true portrayal The Guards, brother troops, and militiamen on both sides of the front line of the cross had to retreat repeatedly in order to avoid being affected.
The vast number of soldiers and civilians in Berlin witnessed with their own eyes a magical and crazy moment of killing.
Its cruelty, bloodshed, and tragedy far exceeded any battle in human history.
The killing didn't last long, but everyone was almost suffocated watching it.
When all the dust settled, the entire underground street, centered at the intersection, was mostly filled with corpses and flesh mixed together, making it impossible to tell which nuclear mutant group belonged to which.
In the sea of blood and corpses, only bloody humanoid creatures were left, crawling and roaring, which was actually the familiar "ooh" sound of human survivors.
For a moment, a slightly weird wolf howl resounded through the nuclear bunker, like a cheer of victory.
The crossroads defenders, who were waiting in full formation, became nervous, fearing that the nuclear zombie army would take advantage of their victory and attack humans.
The commanders of each unit simultaneously received instructions from the wartime headquarters: "If the enemy does not move, I will not move."
In the central area, a child shouted excitedly: "It must be the head of state who did it!"
Everyone was waking up from a dream and doubtful.
Indeed, the howling wolf was Xiao Ming's battle symbol.
Could it be that this miracle was really a miracle created by the head of state?
Children always have simpler thoughts than adults, and the childish howls of wolves echoed each other in the central area.
As if confirming the children's judgment, all the nuclear zombies turned their heads and ran in the direction they came from.
"They" retreated.
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"We have won, we have won."
The officers and soldiers at the crossroads looked at the group of nuclear zombies disappearing in front of them, as if in a dream, with tears in their eyes.
They didn't even have the energy to celebrate, and were left with relief and exhaustion after the war.
On the outskirts of the crossroads, the Guards felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, because they discovered that the group of nuclear corpses retreating like a tide automatically branched out into a path, and a graceful vampire, like an empress descending, went upstream. , money comes: