In the blink of an eye, Yu Yan had already rushed into the woods.
Yes, the Republic of China government couldn't afford many of these planes! Yu Yan knew it.
Shui Mo couldn't figure out the situation and was stunned for a moment.
By the time he reacted, the vanguard of a group of fully armed imperial soldiers in camouflage uniforms, blue helmets, and armor was already only a few hundred meters away from him.
"Boom!" There was a sound.
Flowers exploded on the grass in front of the grove, and a huge black hole appeared in front of Shui Mo and Yu Yan at the same time.
"Dog! Dog!...Wooden house, wooden house!" A flurry of shouts spread.
I can't tell whether it's the soldier barking again or the bearded man barking again.
"Yu Yan, come back quickly!" Shui Mo shouted to Yu Yan.
He didn't even see the tanks rumbling over behind him.
"Shui Mo, run!" Yu Yan shouted to Shui Mo and ran back to him.
"What a puff! What a puff! Put yo Hengzi, puff!" Tanks rumbled past Shui Mo, and a soldier pointed his gun at Shui Mo and Yu Yan and shouted loudly.
"Buy an insider chair and cut it inside! Buy a baize chair and cut it inside!..." Yu Yan stood in front of Shui Mo and Da Bing, raising her hands and saying loudly.
"Thick enough, thick enough!" The soldier put down the submachine gun in his hand, threw a strip of cloth with a red cross printed on it to Yu Yan and Shui Mo, and then left as the large army marched off.
There are chaotic and wide black ruts on the grass, covering what was just a green prairie.
"Bang bang bang!" After several loud noises, clouds of black smoke billowed out from the woods, and the pungent smell of gunpowder rushed into the swaying wind and failed to dissipate for a long time.
The tank rumbled past the grove.
Ten minutes later, the grove disappeared over the horizon.
Yu Yan and Shui Mo stood in place, not moving for a long time.
"Miss, let's leave here quickly! It's too dangerous here." Shui Mo came to his senses and nervously said to Yu Yan.
"Shui Mo, tie the cloth strip on your arm quickly, hurry up!" Yu Yan urged Shui Mo while tying the cloth strip.
Shui Mo quickly tied the cloth strips according to the appearance of Yu Yan.
"Expose the red cross." Yu Yan saw something wrong with the ink painting system and quickly said to him.
The smell of gunpowder in the air is getting thicker and heavier.
"Bang! Bang!...Bang! Bang!...Bang...chu, chu, chu, chu, chu... chu!... chu, chu... chu, chu...!" The sounds of shelling and gunfire were heard fiercely in front of the disappearing grove. It rang.
"They are fighting! Shui Mo, don't lose the cloth strip, remember it." Yu Yan told Shui Mo.
Yes, Yu Yan had heard of this type of war case in the teaching class of Jinling City Defense Headquarters!
"What country is this! How can we go back?" Yuyan said to herself, helplessly thinking of all the possible solutions to the problem.
At this moment, the dozens of tanks that had just rushed past quickly retreated back.
To say that it was a retreat, in fact, it should be said that it was a retreat, or a rout would be more appropriate.
Because they only pulled out a few tanks.
The soldier who had just delivered Yu Yan and Ink Painting ran back desperately, covered in mud and with his helmet hanging crookedly and with a few holes in it.
"Bang!" There was another loud noise, and a fast-running tank was destroyed.
It stopped at the location of the grove that they had just crushed. The front and back covers flew out and landed ten meters away.
The tank will also die. It lies motionless in a grave in the woods, billowing thick smoke.
"Cough cough cough!" A soldier covered in blood crawled out from inside, holding a half-broken rifle in his hand.
He stumbled a few steps, then fell to the ground with a "Plop!" and never got up again.
In the sky filled with thick smoke, dozens of fighter jets roared past, once again raining down strings of bullets.
"Ding ding ding ding!" After countless pleasant sounds, a discreet wailing came from the tank.
No, I have to send her back.
Shui Mo thought, and Shui Mo ran to stand in front of Yu Yan. Using all his telekinesis, he turned on a cool blue light.
"Miss, I'll take you home first." Shui Mo shouted, and then he forcefully drove the blue-seal light into the end spirit spacecraft that was injected into Yu Yan's neck.
A bolt of thunder and lightning struck down from the smoke-filled sky, and the rain smoke flew up into the air with a "whoosh!"
At this critical moment, a group of different tanks rumbled over quickly from the direction of the grove.
Bang! Bang! Bang!…
They kept firing towards Shui Mo and the others.
Shrapnel mixed with soil and gravel were flying everywhere, as if the earth was fissioning.
"Namo Amitabha! Thank God, she was finally sent to heaven." Shui Mo couldn't care less about the wolf smoke that was blooming everywhere, nor the wailing, mutilated dead bodies lying on the ground. He showed a happy smile and said to himself
Said softly.
"Bang!..." After another loud noise, the ink turned into gravel, grass, and sludge, scattering into fragments on the ground.
"Shui Mo! Ah...! Shui Mo..." Yu Yan cried loudly in mid-air. Whoosh! With a crash, the light of the end spirit took her into a bolt of lightning and disappeared into the smoke-filled air of a foreign country.
inside.
"UFO! UFO!" All the fighting soldiers shouted.
Except for their consciousness, they could no longer move at all.
The rumbling sound of the tank also stopped instantly.
"Buy it! Engine flame out! Damn it." This is the driver complaining.
"Damn, this is not a good place! It's completely hell!" Shui Mo's soul had been knocked out of his body by the cannonball before his body was destroyed. It floated in the space where Yu Yan had just stayed briefly, right in the middle of the sky.
Sighing softly in the smoke.
It turns out that these people speak English!
"I wonder if Yu Yan can return to Jinling City smoothly!" Shui Mo's soul was floating in the air and said to himself.
"Hey! These humans." The ink ghost sighed softly and flew quickly towards the devil jungle.
Yes, for a ghost like Shui Mo, the demonic jungle at this moment is his paradise.
On the farm of Notre Dame Country, after a brief period of frustration, both warring parties began their respective battles for hegemony again.
The power of gunpowder, alone, is still madly claiming their territory on the horizon.
Yes, many times, fighting is to further confirm the familiarity, strength, weakness, superiority and inferiority among primates among different ethnic groups with different languages.
Before the final afterglow of the Asura Heaven and the Holy Mother Empire came, Shui Mo's soul was wandering, looking for his way home.
Yes, this is not heaven, but hell on earth.
They are all cursing this ghost place that took away the lives of their relatives.