Chapter 125 125 "The Island Flower Was Destroyed by Man-Made Disaster Before the Natural Disaster, the Wail of the Bereaved Dog."

Chapter 125 125· "The island flower was destroyed by man-made disaster before the natural disaster, the wail of the bereaved dog."

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Island Flower Seventh Refuge.

Hirasawa Watari sat in the suddenly empty space in a daze, looking at Aikawa Ryoki who reappeared on the screen.

He is a civil servant of Island Flower, and his position as the fourth-in-command in this shelter is quite high.

He felt like the world was playing a big joke on him, and it wasn't funny.

First, the prediction of natural disaster completely shattered his originally beautiful life.

After finally regaining his desire to survive in despair and collapse, he accepted the impending natural disaster, rushed to the shelter, and tried his best for the future. However, at the moment when the natural disaster had not yet arrived, he was told——

No need to wait for natural disasters.

The island flower will die in a man-made disaster before the natural disaster comes, and the entire country will die in a man-made disaster.

Hirasawa's current situation is very wrong. He no longer has the despair and collapse he felt when he learned that the natural disaster was coming. Now he only feels ridiculous and sad because all the efforts he put in turned out to be in vain.

Just a bubble.

He worked hard and devoted himself to this shelter. Hirasawa Wataru believed that in this building that was originally designed to absorb shocks, until the alien species appeared, he would be in peace and stand here.

But this building cannot stop a nuclear explosion.

It will inevitably fall into ruins.

"No wonder, no wonder..." Hirasawa murmured to himself, "No wonder the director and deputy director suddenly left with the soldiers who were maintaining order, and even said with a shy face that they were carrying out an emergency mission. In the end, it was basically We must abandon everyone here and survive on our own first.”

"Then what are we, abandoned children who are left to fend for themselves?"

"Even me?"

The crying and cursing in his ears continued. Hirasawa turned his head and looked around. At this moment, most of the shelter residents who had just gathered here to watch the live broadcast had already gone downstairs to escape, so the place was empty.

As for the small number of people who stayed here, some were lying on the concrete floor, covering their faces, their bodies trembling, and choking sounds could be heard from below; some young people were holding their elders with limited legs and feet, crying to each other; some were kneeling and praying for the flying eagle. Forgiveness; some people remained sitting, looking at the screen, maintaining extreme silence, and did not move anything...

The various forms of sentient beings I had seen appeared again, but this time it was even darker and more desperate.

"Hey, I remember you are one of the shelter managers, right?" An uncle suddenly came up to Hirasawa, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"It's me...what's wrong?" Hirasawa's response was a little lost and absent-minded - he felt really empty inside.

"Today is the last day. Hurry up and open the warehouse and take out the supplies. You have to let me drink the last wine and smoke the last cigarette in my life, right? You can't just let me wait for death, right?" The uncle was a little unhappy. He said patiently.

"Oh, okay." Hirasawa nodded without any intention of refuting. He stood up and walked to the nearest warehouse upstairs.

"Click."

When Hirasawa opened the door of the warehouse with the key, it was empty, leaving only the ruins of the interior, which once again brought silence to him and his uncle.

"Ah, what a bunch of bastards. They moved too fast. Did they take them all away? Didn't they even leave us the last supper?"

The uncle spat irritably and kicked the warehouse door hard with his foot.

"Forget it, let me go to the dormitory area to have a look. I remember that there are many people hiding such good things. Now they are running away, they must not have taken them away. I must be drunk to welcome the nuclear explosion. It would be too cruel to wait for death while awake. .”

After venting, the uncle cursed and left.

Hirasawa didn't leave, but stood at the door of the warehouse, motionless for a long time.

He sighed deeply, turned to the window, opened the curtains, and looked out at the scenery.

The main stream of people had dispersed and flocked to nearby airports or ports, but the streets below were not empty, but full.

Corpses, lots and lots of corpses.

Their flesh and blood had become blurred and turned into mud under constant trampling. Their flesh and blood were scattered everywhere, creating an atmosphere of hell here.

Some people are not completely dead, or are seriously injured. They lie in the "false hell" and scream for help, but no one will rescue them. What awaits them is only the "real hell".

"Touch! Touch! Touch!"

The sounds of heavy objects falling appeared one after another.

The scarlet atmosphere is still strong——

In the buildings opposite and surrounding, countless people like Hirasawa Wataru were watching this scene from the windows or rooftops.

But they not only opened the curtains, but also opened the windows, and then jumped and turned into mud in the free fall, continuing to add to the bloody scene before them.

There are old people, children and adults.

Suicide is just a sign of cowardice, Hirazawa Watari thinks so from the bottom of his heart.

But when he came back to his senses, he found that he was already standing on the window eaves.

It turns out that he is also a coward.

What is more painful than the execution is the process of being escorted to the execution ground.

The autumn wind at the end of October brought a strong fishy stench that was nauseating. It raised Hirasawa's hair, revealing his deathly cowardly eyes.

At the last moment of his life, Hirasawa turned into a bird and merged with the ground.

"bump."

…

Shenheng Port.

On the deck, under the tree, he kept taking deep breaths. Even though he had been on the ship for a while, he still felt that his body was very tired.

I succeeded and successfully got the ticket to survive.

At this moment, under the tree, I was extremely lucky that my refuge was right on the beach, and my reaction was quick enough - I was almost the first one to run out.

Only then could we board the ship.

"The elderly and children are not allowed to come up! Either you come up by yourself, or you go down with them!" The noise attracted people's attention under the tree.

At the entrance of the ship, soldiers with loaded guns stopped a family and said ruthlessly.

"Why can't the elderly and children get on the boat? Didn't Mr. Aikawa say that anyone can get on the boat? As long as they are fast!" the man who was blocked asked.

Because of the short distance, people here can still bring the elderly and children here.

But the cruel fact is that the ship does not accept these people.

At least the rules of this ship are that it only accepts young, strong men and young and beautiful women. Others with 'problems' will not be accepted.

But Shuyoshita knew that there were actually old people and children on board, but they were all soldiers or family members of the leadership.

"This ship has its own rules. If you don't let me in, you won't let me in. If you can't get in, get out of the way. There are many people behind you." The soldier said without mercy.

"I don't want to go, I don't want to go, but the child has to go!" When the man was still struggling, the old man said proactively.

"Not even children." The soldier still didn't change his answer.

"What?" The old man who had given up on himself was a little angry, "Children are the hope of the future!"

The soldier had no words.

Children are indeed the hope for the future, but it is hard to say whether there will be a future now, so what hope is there?

"You can't go up! If you don't go up, go down!"

The people behind have already begun to rush, because the number of people arriving at the port is skyrocketing crazily, and the entrance to the ship is already crowded with people, crowded and crowded.

"Mom, Dad, I don't want to die." The child cried in collapse. The old man held the child in his arms and looked at the child's parents sadly. He accepted the fact and then mouthed:

"If you want to go up, go up."

"It won't die, it won't die, mom is here." Seeing this scene, the woman covered her mouth and came to the child, hugging them both.

Seeing this, the man clenched his fists and wanted to punch the soldier in the face, but in the end he did nothing. He came to his family and left against the crowd.

They wanted to try their luck on another ship, but they also knew that in fact they probably had no hope of survival.

Looking at this scene under the tree, everyone could only sigh helplessly.

The end of the world is so cruel.

The crowd gradually came in and the deck started to get crowded.

"Stop!" the ship's loudspeaker suddenly sounded.

When the soldier heard this, he closed the entrance first, and then signaled the people outside the ship to retreat to the shore. He was about to remove the connecting plate.

"Let me in! Let me in -" But how could the person who was about to get on the ship be willing to do this?

He almost begged the soldiers and pointed to the space on the deck:

"If we squeeze in here, at least a few hundred people can get in. Please, let me get in!"

But no matter how much he prayed, the soldiers were unmoved. This kind of thing couldn't be stopped once it opened: "I will give you thirty seconds to retreat. Once the time is up, no matter whether there is anyone on the landing board or not, we will They will all be evacuated immediately.”

Seeing that his prayers were ineffective, the man looked hard, stood up, and rushed directly to the ship without the soldiers paying attention. He successfully entered and hid among the crowd at the first moment.

The soldiers frowned when they saw this, but ignored him and continued to urge those behind him to retreat.

Seeing that someone in front succeeded, the people behind followed suit and tried to get past the soldiers.

"Thump-thump-thump-thump-"

But before they could successfully take off, the landing board under their feet had been retracted in advance, and people who lost their focus fell into the water one after another.

Most people are aquatic, but there are always those who cannot swim. They struggle on the sea surface and ask for help, but after no one responds, they sink to the bottom of the sea and are accompanied by the sand.

The ship blew its whistle and gradually started to move.

"Don't leave us!"

"Let us go up too!"

"Please!"

The huge crowd on the land didn't hear the conversation that took place at the entrance. At this moment, they saw that the boat representing survival was about to leave, and they rushed forward like crazy.

The guardrail on the shore was not high, but in an instant, a large number of people were forced to fall into the sea.

There were also people who made useless efforts and jumped forward on their own initiative - but there was a height difference of several meters between the land and the deck, and it was impossible to get on the ship under such circumstances, but these people still kept rushing forward.

Maybe they actually know it's impossible, but they just don't want to do nothing.

"Damn it! We can't let these people leave like this!" When despair enveloped him, a stone was thrown from the crowd and hit the soldier on the shoulder.

In times of despair, evil thoughts are easy to ignite.

In an instant, countless people began to throw things around them onto the ship indiscriminately, with their own anger and jealousy.

"Da da da da da -" Under the sound of gunfire, blood flowers exploded in the crowd.

The thick smell of blood and stained blood caused fear to briefly cover the despair for a moment, but the next second, more people began to throw things more crazily——

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Come and die with us!"

"Let's smash a hole in the boat! Let everyone on top fall into the sea!"

Threats of death were useless because he was about to die.

"Drive quickly! Drive quickly!"

Seeing this situation, the soldiers were at a loss. They could only avoid the thrown objects and urge the ships to speed away. As for those who said they were going to smash holes, modern ships were not so fragile, so there was no need to care.

When the ship gradually moved away and his head was smashed out of a bag under the tree, he breathed a sigh of relief after the disaster.

He looked at the angry, desperate people on the shore who were still entering the water and swimming toward them, with mixed emotions in his heart.

"This man has a glass shard stuck in his chest! It seems he is dying. Is there a doctor on the ship? Please help!"

Someone was unfortunate because he heard such a cry under the tree.

Then he got the soldier's answer - "

Just throw it into the sea. There is no treatment environment now. "

Under the tree, I thought the crowd would resist and scold, but except for a few people who spoke, the rest were silent.

"Yeah, throw it away!"

"Indeed, it's hopeless anyway!"

“Medical resources are important now!”

…

The ending is defaulted.

"thump."

Under the tree, I saw the splash of human beings falling into the sea. It appeared for a moment and was quickly smoothed away by the sea.

This ship, which represents the hope of survival, seems to be full of demons.

because--

I also feel that throwing it away is the best solution.

…

Hirado Airport.

The last plane flew away from the chasing crowd and soared into the sky.

On the huge airport, there was only one plane left that could not take off after being damaged by too many people.

Mina Shimomura, whose feet were red and swollen, knelt on the ground in despair, crying loudly.

There is no hope, he can only wait for death.

Now whether you are going to other airports or heading to the port, there must be no chance to leave Island Flowers.

Mina Shimomura chose to huddle together and cry to vent her despair.

Time passed and I didn’t know how long I had been crying. Mina Shimomura only knew that she couldn’t even cry anymore.

She stood up and walked out of the airport in a numb manner.

She actually has no destination, she is just a zombie at the moment.

Go pick a good cemetery and commit suicide?

——This idea appeared in Shimomura Mina's mind.

The remaining time may already be torture, and death is the relief at this time.

Well, it's better to die where there are flowers.

Just do it.

Shimomura Mina smiled, but then a wave of pressure hit her and she fell to the ground.

She turned her head and saw a fat and bloated man completely naked. He was tearing his clothes apart frantically, and his ugly face was already attached to her skin.

"What are you doing! Get out of here! Pervert! Get out of here!"

Mina Shimomura was panicked. She really didn't want to live anymore, but this didn't mean that she wanted to be insulted before she died - or by such a vulgar and ugly person!

But the size difference is really huge. No matter how hard Mina Shimomura struggles, she can't escape the opponent's clutches.

The clothes on his body were taken off or torn one by one, but when the other party was about to enter his body, his whole body trembled and stopped.

Shimomura Mina, who had closed her eyes in despair, opened her eyes. The sharp spear penetrated the man's chest, and the blood dripped from the tip of the spear onto Shimomura Mina's body.

Then the spear was pulled out, and the man's body rolled to the side, and the figure of the person who saved him appeared in front of Shimomura Mina, another man.

The hero comes to the rescue and the knight appears.

"Thank you."

Shimomura Mina thanked the other party, and then said with a smile: "You want..."

She originally wanted to ask the other party if she wanted to continue the unfinished business of the dead man in front of her - the person who saved her was not ugly. Mina Shimomura felt that it would be good for Harufeng to die again.

But Mina Shimomura didn't finish her words - because the spear that was pulled out fell again, this time it penetrated her thick chest.

"No need to say thank you to me, I'm not helping you, I'm also venting, but my way is to kill."

The man said coldly.

"Kill whoever you kill."

"I don't blame you, but can you find me a flower and scatter it on my body?" Mina Shimomura didn't blame her, she just coughed up blood and asked with a smile.

"Not interested in."

The opponent held a spear and moved decisively.

…

Vault Six.

The night is thick and the lights on the rooftop of the building are twinkling.

A group of people gathered on the rooftop, singing and dancing to the music. People were shaking their heads and twisting their bodies like crazy to the music that was so loud that it was almost deafening.

"It's great! Do you have any more wine? Some more!"

Yosuke Tabami shouted loudly, trying to drown out the music.

Not all their supplies were taken away, so these desperate people who gave up escaping chose to enjoy one last time.

Some people were having sex, some were drinking, some were eating like crazy, and some were urinating on the rooftop against the corpses downstairs.

All human evil thoughts and desires are released without any cover at this moment.

This is the last hurray and has nothing to do with morality.

"Damn it, why are there no drinks? I'll go down and bring up another box!" Yosuke Tanami, who could no longer walk in a straight line, muttered.

"No need, Yosuke Tanou!" someone shouted to himself.

Yosuke Tabami turned his head and saw a young man who was getting dressed, so he asked:

"Are you done? Do you still have some wine? Let's have a drink together."

"No." The other party shook his head. He looked at the watch on his wrist: "It's fifty-four points."

Then he pointed to the sky and said with a sad smile:

"The stars have fallen."

Yosuke Tanou felt that his wine seemed to sober up at this moment, and he raised his head.

meteor.

Countless meteors, with tail flames, streaked across the sky.

But these meteors did not disappear in an instant, but gradually became larger and clearer in the field of vision.

"It's a shooting star! It's time to make a wish!"

Someone laughed and roared wildly.

"I make a wish -" It turns out that people can be so clear-headed when they are extremely frightened. He still drank too little. Yosuke Tabami picked up the empty wine bottle and raised it above his head, blocking the starlight from his sight. He said in a trembling voice:

"The damn flying eagle will also perish with us."

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

The stars really did fall.

…

Pingduyang.

An evacuation ship, with the island flower people on it looking in the direction of their hometown.

The fire is soaring into the sky, the night is like day, and the clouds and mist are rising.

This may be the most massive series of explosions in Blue Star's nearly ten thousand years.

Everyone is sad.

October 29, 2024, 23:59 pm.

The island flowers are sinking.

The country is destroyed.

Everyone on the ship has become a homeless dog.

Two in one, 5200 words.