Chapter 110 War 2 (Additional Chapter for the Leader "穿卫甲314")

When Gillan arrived at the third block, his face changed slightly.

Bang! !

A horse-drawn carriage overturned and fell to the ground while speeding, leaving a gap of more than ten meters. Fresh fruits and vegetables were stained with blood.

One after another, soldiers wearing brown uniforms, helmets, and bolt-action rifles appeared here at some point.

They wore the "red circle and slash" badge of the Owena Federation on their chests, and shuttled through the streets, shooting at will and killing anyone they saw.

Crack!

Bang! Bang bang bang! !

Residents of the rich area, regardless of gender, age, or age, fled in panic on the street and were shot and fell to the ground.

Gillan estimated that there were at least hundreds of federal soldiers, and more figures flashed by at the end of the street.

They seemed to have attacked from the top of Fengdeng Mountain, spanning the first and second blocks. The reason why I didn't meet them on the way here was probably because I took the east side path, which was narrow and remote.

Not far away, there was a young gentleman and lady, holding hands and running for their lives, while several federal soldiers behind them had cold faces and pulled the triggers with their guns.

Bang, bang, bang! !

After a burst of dense gunfire, the two people fell into a pool of blood.

A carriage quickly drove through the street, trying to escape, but with the volley of federal soldiers, the horse neighed and fell, and the carriage also overturned on the side of the road.

Several soldiers rushed forward and stabbed the coachman and an elderly gentleman to death on the spot with bayonets.

On the right side of the street, a little girl with a golden pigtail leaned against the wall at some point, and was shot twice in the chest.

Beside her hand, there were scattered flower baskets, and the bright flowers were messy and round, as if in mourning.

Gillan recognized the girl.

When he first arrived in the wealthy area, he bought a flower basket from the other party as a reward for his new life.

But now, that lively and lovely life has long since died.

The city is also dying.

"Damn it!" Gillan couldn't help cursing.

He moved his feet and flashed by the street.

Not long after, he arrived near No. 13 on the Third Street.

From a distance, he saw that the once quiet and elegant "Swan Cafe" had been smashed, and the high-end floor-to-ceiling glass was shattered. Two men and a beautiful waitress fell to the ground and died for a long time.

The door of the community apartment was open.

A team of federal soldiers dragged an old man out, but because the old man resisted, a man who looked like an officer beside him directly took out the revolver from his waist and fired several shots at the old man's chest.

Bang bang bang! !

Gillan's pupils shrank.

The person who was shot was old Jerry!

The next second, accompanied by a loud bang, several federal soldiers flew out of the apartment door.

A familiar figure was running out with a silver cane.

Dozens of soldiers fired at him.

There was a crackling sound, and blood spurted out of Mr. Stork's body. He groaned and pulled out his gun to fight back, while swinging his cane and killing several soldiers who blocked his way.

He actually broke through a bloody path and rushed to the alley on one side.

Jilan's eyes condensed, and his right thumb rubbed the sapphire ring on his middle finger, and said in a deep voice:

"Vivi."

"Yes! Master!"

A black shadow escaped from the ring.

The familiar Vivi flew over and cast the "Hate Curse" and "Confusing Curse" on the group of federal soldiers.

In an instant, the faces of these soldiers were full of hatred, and they fired at their companions on the spot.

Bang bang gunshots, accompanied by the muffled sound of bayonets entering the body, the federal soldiers were in chaos.

Gillan took out his revolver with a cold face, shot the leading officer in the head from a distance.

Immediately, he ran straight to the direction where Mr. Stork was running away.

When the federal soldiers killed each other, Vivi flew back to Gillan's shoulder. But it looked a little tired, and said weakly:

"Master, Vivi is a little tired."

Gillan remembered that it first followed him to the Louis family for revenge, and then cast a spell on more than a dozen soldiers, most likely temporarily exhausted its strength.

"Go to the ring to rest." He said in a deep voice.

Vivi hummed and flew into Gillan's sapphire ring obediently.

Swish!

Gillan quickened his pace.

Soon, he caught up with Mr. Stork in a narrow alley.

To be precise, Mr. Stork stopped running.

Because he couldn't run anymore.

The once elegant gentleman was sitting at the foot of the wall without any image, his hat was lost, his hair was messy, and his mouth and nose were bleeding.

"Mr. Stork!" Jilan stepped forward quickly and squatted in front of him.

Without saying a word, he took out a bitter throat medicine and poured it into Mr. Stork's mouth.

"Ahem!!" Mr. Stork suddenly opened his eyes in a fuzzy state and coughed up blood and medicine.

He turned his head with difficulty and saw that the person coming was not the federal pursuers, but the familiar Mr. Snow Owl, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Snow Owl..." Mr. Stork slowly raised his hand, took out a leather package from his arms, and stuffed it into Jilan's hand. "Run away... The war came too suddenly, and no one was prepared."

"I'll take you with me, there's a car waiting outside the city."

Jilan frowned and said.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Stork chuckled and opened the collar of his windbreaker with trembling hands.

Jilan was startled.

Mr. Stork was hit by six or seven bullets in the chest and abdomen, one of which was in the left chest. Blood kept oozing out...but because of his background as a herald-level fighter and the effect of the bitter throat medicine, he was able to hold on and still speak.

"If you can, go and help other people in the community."

Mr. Stork said hoarsely.

"I hope you can all survive, find the truth about the film for me, and see the real mystery..."

"please."

His last words were breathless, and his amber eyes gradually became dull.

"Mr. Stork..."

Gillan called out.

The other party had no response.

"Mr. Stork?!"

Gillan put his hands on the other person's shoulders and shook him slightly, but Mr. Stork's head shrugged down.

He patted the other person's face again, but there was still no response.

Mr. Stork is dead.

Gilan opened his mouth, then looked down at the leather bag that Mr. Stork thrust into him. There are two black real film reels inside, namely "Black Lake" and "The Great Plague #2".

In addition, there is a roll of banknotes and the "Red-billed Stork" gold coin as a thank you gift from Miss Sparrow.

And a sterling silver card that symbolizes the token of the host of the Secret Society's "Recording Meeting". The front is a picture of a projector, and the back is the number "024" and Mr. Stork's real name "Franco Thurman".

Gillan took a deep breath and looked at Mr. Stork's body, breathing slightly.

There was an unspeakable sadness, grief and resentment in my heart.

His heartbeat was heavy and rapid, and his vision was agitated and distorted.

I don't know whether it was due to his unstable mental state that "Banlan" moved strangely. A colorful light seemed to float out of Mr. Stork's body and burst into Jilan's eyes instantly.

He took a step back, but didn't notice any change in himself.

It was as if what he had just seen was just an illusion.

But Gillan didn't have time to think about what happened. He hesitated again and again, but finally did not lift Mr. Stork's body. Gritting his teeth, he turned around and ran towards the fourth block.

Just like Mr. Stork said.

If possible, he wants to save the rest of the community!

No time to bury Mr. Stork!

call out--

Boom! !

A deafening sound came from the distance.

The ground trembled under the devastation of the shells. As Gilan looked back while running, he saw the landmark building "Fondenberg" collapsed in the first block, the administrative center of Brak City.

Countless fragments rose into the sky and turned into smoke and dust.

The bursts of gunfire gradually became more intensive.

The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

There are bullets and bullets, and the world is like a prison.

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I am very grateful to the boss of "Wearing a Vest 314". Both books have rewarded the leader, and the monthly subscription has not stopped. Therefore, I have added one more chapter for the boss, and I have just updated five chapters.