It’s just that manpower is always exhausted, and the sounds under the dilapidated ruins are getting weaker and weaker, and the people digging above are helpless.

After an unknown amount of time, a small body was lifted out, but its head was tilted to one side and it was already lifeless.

The people around me didn't want to give up, so they held the child in their hands and started giving him first aid. How could ordinary people have the ability to snatch someone away from the god of death?

Time moves backwards every second, but the child's chest never rises...

Her mother collapsed on the ground and cried loudly...

There is deathly silence all around, there is no hope of life, and despair is everywhere around you.

This is a sense of personal powerlessness in the general trend.

Even though they tried their best, they failed to save a single life.

At this time, Zhou Tang stood up, took off his coat, wrapped the frail child's body, held it in both hands and handed it to his mother.

There was some movement in the crowd, "There is a church a block away from here. Let's pray for her together. There will be no pain in heaven...she..."

Someone helped the mother holding the child and said, "Let's go."

The dozen or so people gathered here held hands and helped each other towards the church.

Zhou Tang hugged his arms tightly, looked at the hazy sky, and kept up with everyone's pace.

The small church in the neighborhood that the man said was now a sanctuary for dozens of people.

More people came here one after another.

Zhou Tang did not join the crowd, but squatted alone in the corner, holding the food and water distributed to everyone by the church nuns and slowly stuffing them into his mouth.

She slowly closed her eyes. In just a few hours, she had experienced panic, survival, and despair, and her spirit had been tense. Now that she came to a relatively safe place, she couldn't help but relax and lean against the cold on the stone wall.

"Hey, wake up!" A stranger pushed her shoulder.

Zhou Tang reflexively opened his eyes, his eyes showing sharpness.

Her eyes directly frightened the person pushing her in front of her. The person stretched out his hand in front of her forehead and said, "Are you okay? I see you have been sitting here motionless for a long time. Me, me, you, you …”

Zhou Tang withdrew her eyes and reached out to touch her forehead. She felt a slight fever. She said calmly, "It's nothing serious, just a little low-grade fever."

"Yes, I see your face is flushed, I'm afraid you have a fever." The man said almost authentically, "You can go to the priest to get medicine."

Zhou Tang glanced at the crowded place in the middle. Several people were surrounding the priest. She shook her head and refused, "No, it's just a low fever. It'll be over after a while."

In the disapproving look of the man, Zhou Tang said quickly, "It's better to leave the medicine to those who need it more."

The man opened his mouth and said, "You can go over there and ask for some hot soup."

"Thank you for the reminder. I understand." Zhou Tang didn't want to interact too much with the people in front of him for the time being, and just wanted to be alone and relax.

"Okay then, I'll go check on the others." The man turned around and left, muttering, "This mission is going to be difficult."

Zhou Tang didn't react much, and closed her eyes again. The low fever made her whole body cold, but her head was warm, and her thinking became slow.

After an unknown amount of time, another person sat next to her.

"Zhou Tang?"

It seemed like a familiar breath and familiar words, "Huh?"

"Do you have a fever?" Cheng Mu's warm palm covered her forehead.

Cheng Mu passed a field hospital and then came to the block where the church was located. His eyes passed over the people coming and going in the church. Finally, he asked the people who were resting and confirmed that the girl in the corner was Zhou Tang.Zhou Tang was fed a small bowl of hot soup, and she felt much more comfortable. Then she slowly regained her thoughts, as if she was back to the confident self.

"How is it? What information did you find?" She still felt uncomfortable. She changed the angle and rested her head on Cheng Mu's shoulder.

Feeling Zhou Tang's familiar movements, Cheng Mu stiffened and then relaxed, "I met a few more people who were suspected of being players, but I didn't deliberately continue the conversation."

This is a dungeon with war as the background. At the beginning, planes roared and missiles fell.

In this case, it is better to find an inexperienced companion first.

Zhou Tang glanced around, stretched out his arm and pointed in one direction, and whispered, "That person is also a player! But I suggest that we find someone else to understand the situation first."

The purpose of finding the player is to confirm the player's mission.

But the current environment does not allow them to do this, after all, survival is the most important thing!
Who knows when the next roar will be?
I don’t know if I am as lucky as the first time.

"I can do it alone." Zhou Tang raised his head and suggested automatically, "Just let me rest here for a while, and I'll be fine."

Cheng Mu hesitated, and Zhou Tang continued, "I will always be here waiting for you to come back."

He has always been more rational than emotional. He nodded towards Zhou Tang and put his coat on Zhou Tang.

Cheng Mu headed in the direction of the priest, but heard tragic stories one after another...

The priest did his best to help these people solve their problems and ease their psychological pain.

But it was enough for him to understand some things about the locals and the reasons for the war.

The development of a place always has a history of being invaded, whether recent or far, and people born and raised there will also resist...

But if the force value is not enough, then you can only be beaten passively.

It is a pity that at this time it is the locals who are being suppressed and beaten.

After hearing this, Cheng Mu turned around and came to the person whose identity was recognized by Zhou Tang.

It was a tall and thin man, "Do you have any hemostatic medicine? Give me some, I'm still bleeding from my calf."

The man gently pulled up his pants, revealing his calf wrapped in gauze. The blood had solidified and turned black. It was not clear for a moment whether there was still blood coming out.

"You go over there and the nun will give it to you. I don't have anything extra with me."

The man muttered, "It's useless! She won't give it to me."

"We're almost running out of medicine, these damn... armed troops."

Cheng Mu naturally stepped forward and asked, "It's too dangerous to stay here. Isn't anyone organizing a transfer?"

The man who was obviously an NPC said with a sad face, "There are so many injured people here, how can we move them with them? But the priest said that support from the Allied Forces will come soon. I only need to hold on for a few more days. In the army Under the cover of the enemy, we can exit here."

The NPC looked around the church with nostalgia, and even looked at the dusty neighborhood through the church door, seeming to miss the once bright and clean place...

The player muttered, "Just wait, it will take at least three days."

The task of the dungeon is to resist the enemy's bombing in the war zone and wait for the support of friendly forces three days later.

This is also the reason why players are collecting medicine and food.

With these prerequisite guarantees, he would find an indestructible place and hold it for three days. Wouldn't this be just the right time for him to wait for the support of friendly forces and successfully evacuate the place with the large army?

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