Six Hundred and Seventy Eighth, the Pain of a Gun

After sorting out the air-raid shelter, even if a plane comes, they can only blow up some surface buildings, and they can't kill people. ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

As long as those bastards from the sky land on the ground, Yaoyang Base will be 100% sure to win.

After a few days like this, the number of people in Yaoyang base increased, and the two Yuntao were taken out from the rich man. Everyone rushed to tell each other, saying that the top management of the team had decided that both Yuntao would be killed.

Some people were overjoyed, some shook their heads and sighed. They were joking, Chen Chaofa was really sure that he was going to die this time. Those who shook their heads and sighed felt that it was not worth it to lose Yun Tao's life because of Chen Chaofa.

But no matter what, they lived their own lives, and it was fine for anyone to die, anyway, it wasn't themselves who died.

In Yaoyang Base, there are a few sporadic high-rise buildings, and half of them stand on the snow field. There is no city wall, and there is no way to come and go. Human beings move around within the high wall and run happily on the snow field.

After one disaster after another, more and more children were in the hands of the fat man. The children who were supposed to be held in his hands could run all over the ground. The adults made some sleds for the children. Those children, Facing the snowy sun, gliding happily in the snow.

Zhang Boxun and Zhan Lian, two high-level gold-type superpowers, each brought a Yuntao, walked through the snow, An Ran was wearing a dark purple woolen clothes, standing quietly facing Xueyang, her Around the neck, a golden scarf shone in the snowy sun. ..

When the two Yun Taos came to her side, An Ran looked away from the doll on the sleigh in the distance, turned around, and looked at the two Yun Taos with calm expressions, suddenly, her eyes turned red.

She seemed very reluctant, and she didn't know whether it was real or fake, anyway, judging from An Ran's expression, she seemed to have a lot of things to say to Yun Tao. I don't know who to say goodbye to.

Behind An Ran, the adults all ran out and took back the children playing in the snow. An adult wanted to hug the doll, but Little Mint stayed by the doll's side all the time. Her eyes, like stagnant water, looked at the adult With a stare on his face, the adult's brain buzzed, and he stood upright in place, and his brain froze for a while.

Little Minhe led the sled unhurriedly, and pulled the laughing and bouncing doll on the sled into Anran's safe range.

And countless pairs of eyes, far and near, bright and dark, looked at Zhan Lian and Zhang Boxun, and took out a black gun from their bodies. The two stood in place to check the bullets, pulled the safety catch, and then took a shooting posture. , pointing to Yun Tao beside each other.

"Dad, Dad~~~"

Heng Heng's shrill scream came from a certain house.

No. 2 Yuntao looked towards Hengheng's direction, with reluctance in his eyes, No. 1 Yuntao looked at Anran, with trembling in his voice,

"Let me see Hengheng."

An Ran looked at the other number two, Yun Tao, and asked, "What about you? Do you want to see Heng Heng for the last time?"

"Don't watch it. If you're really going to die, it's useless and hypocritical to watch it. If you can't die, you'll have a chance to watch it later."

"Yes." An Ran nodded, and said to No. 2 Yuntao: "If it's true, it can't be fake, if it's fake, it can't be true. All you have to suffer is just one shot."