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Chapter 58: The Harvest of the Empire (1)


Some people are alive, he is dead, some people are dead, he is still alive, when everyone thinks he is dead, he holds a cigarette in his mouth, holds a red wine and shows a small face from behind the dark curtain, scratching but indifferently telling the world that he is still alive and will live forever.

In addition, the reason why Xu Le's mood was very complicated was that he was a little stunned to find that after that bastard guy faked his death or stayed away, there were still many people in this universe who missed him, and those people were hot-headed and straight-eyed by his halo.

Fortunately, he is not such a person, the corners of his lips curled slightly and smiled, so he did not rush into the slums of the empire with a crazy scream, holding the watch and asking for news from the other party until he burst into tears, but calmly put the watch in his pocket, shrugged his shoulders very skillfully like Lan Xiaolong, propped his hands on the railing, and cursed an incomprehensible swear word at the sweltering and unpleasant night breeze of the ninth district.

When the swear words came out, his pupils shrank, and his hands holding the railing suddenly tightened.

On the street outside the courtyard wall of the repair shop, there was an extremely expensive car roaring towards it at high speed, and it seemed that the driver heard him greeting someone's mother, lost control of his direction in shock, and slammed into the hard tree trunk outside the gate, making a loud noise The hard trees snapped, the front of the expensive car was badly damaged in the smoke, and resistance fighters disguised as repair shop workers rushed out of the yard and struggled to pull the deformed alloy doors.

There was a burst of angry shouts in the carriage, and Mu En, who was covering his forehead and face covered with blood, didn't care that the expensive fur coat on his body had been torn to shreds, and waved his arms anxiously and rudely, saying something loudly.

Xu Le narrowed his eyes, feeling some kind of danger approaching the repair shop, and without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the building, and almost at the same time, the alarm bell in the railing behind him rang miserably.

This means that the Imperial Team has found this hidden stronghold.

Time was short, and the members of the Resistance in the repair shop did not have time to say goodbye, so they gathered their weapons and bags as quickly as they could, and then opened the entrance to the tunnel hidden under the repair platform.

"Why do you want to retreat separately" Qi Dabing looked at the old man in the wheelchair with some annoyance, clutched his gun and said, "You have difficulty moving, you should follow us." ” "Because we are all important, we must always prepare for the worst, if the Empire catches you, I, the old man, may be able to slip away."

The old age spots on the face of the leader of Voss were very bright against the dark glow of the tunnel, and he looked at his subordinates gently, and said, "The empire has never caught me, and it will not be this time.

You young people don't have as much experience as I do when it comes to escaping. ” The fighters of the resistance group all laughed, this kind of life and death at the moment but still relaxed and confident atmosphere infected Xu Le, who had not spoken, he silently thought that the underground resistance organization was like the Qinglong Mountain guerrillas, without this optimistic and cheerful fighting spirit, it would not have been possible to support it for so long under such a disadvantage.

"Goodbye."

He looked at the old man in the wheelchair and said sincerely.

"I'll see you soon."

The old man smiled and nodded.

"Don't worry, the stronghold is often discovered by the foxes of the Intelligence Agency, and we move around a lot, so we are very experienced.

Don't worry about Mr.

Muen, this repair shop is not registered in his name, and I think he should be faster than we are. ” The man who was talking was the right-hand man of the Muen gang, wearing a gloomy black suit in the gloomy tunnel, looking sinister from beginning to end.

But for a group of warriors who were escaping from the Imperial Army, having such a person as a guide could make their mood much calmer.

Rushing down the tunnel of the repair shop to the west, a group of more than a dozen members of the Resistance did not stop for a moment, their reaction was very fast, and the speed was also very fast, and the Imperial troops who had entered the slums should not be able to keep up with them.

An old but still well-sealed iron door fell heavily behind him, isolating the sound and air at both ends of the front and back, and the fugitives who had begun to sweat beads on their foreheads finally felt a little relaxed, and Mu En's right-hand man tore open his collar, gasped a few times, and then took out a cigarette and distributed it to everyone, and laughed: "We're safe, we use another ventilation system here, and the electronic odor detector brought by the army can't detect us, so comrades-in-arms, relax and smoke."

The relaxation after the nervous running made everyone's mood good, several veterans of the resistance organization stepped on the sewage and smoked cigarettes, humming a little song in a low voice, and the expression of Qi Dabing, who had been darkened and heavy, finally relaxed.

The cigarettes of the empire taste good, Xu Le looked at the green smoke rising from his fingers to his back, smiled and thought, listening to the repetitive back and forth songs in the mouths of these empires, he couldn't help but purse his lips, and wanted to hum a few words.

However, just as his lips parted, a violent vibration came from the ground, violently pushing everyone to the ground and falling into the sewage.

Instead of panicking, the well-trained Resistance fighters struggled to their feet, quickly picked up their guns and began arming their guns while technicians began to monitor what was going on.

The resistance fighter with a round face looked at the Bona watch on his watch in shock, and said in a trembling voice: "The explosion at 2.4 kilometers southeast has reached us so strong, how many bombs have been used by the emperor thief army this time?"

There was silence in the gloomy underground tunnel, Qi Dabing rested on the portable workbench on his lap, the faint light reflected his face extremely blue, he looked at the remote monitoring screen on the workbench, sadness came to his face.

An unconventional missile, flying from beyond the clouds, accurately hit the south of the repair shop building, the violent explosion instantly destroyed all the buildings on the ground of the repair shop, the powerful shock wave turned the courtyard wall into countless jagged cement stubble, and the terrifying melting heat coldly turned most of the resistance fighters into charcoal.

Thick black smoke rose from the ruins, drifted slowly towards the sky, entered the eyes of countless bewildered people in the slums, and then gradually dispersed, obscuring the warm and free sunlight in the sky.

The tunnels deep in the ruins of the repair shop were toppled by the horrific explosion, leaving them naked in the scorching air, with the bodies of resistance fighters lying in them.

Faint shouts, sporadic firing sounds, dozens of huge wolf-tooth mechs roared into the courtyard, and the final slaughter began cruelly and coldly.

To be continued: