Aurora Soldiers

Chapter 18 Unsheathing
  "Uncle, please let me down! If this continues, none of us can leave. I will be a burden!"

Jiang Yiming was carried on the back of the bald old man. Hearing the old man's heavy breathing and the roar of the monster behind him getting closer and closer, his eyes turned red.

How much he hated himself at this moment, why he hadn't exercised properly long ago, so that now not only was it useless, but it also became a burden to others.

Before the disaster happened, he saw a video about the "crispy college student" on social platforms and was enjoying it. However, he didn't expect that the crispy college student was himself.

Only now did he truly understand that "crispy college students" were not a joke at all, but the tragedy of the times and the ethnic group! !
  Just now, a group of people took advantage of the darkness to escape, but unexpectedly, they finally attracted the attention of the monster. While running, even on a flat road, in panic, he accidentally stepped on the air and fell heavily to the ground, spraining his ankle. I can no longer run at full strength.

So much so that now, he, an eighteen-year-old young man with a height of 1.82 meters, actually asked an old man in his sixties to carry him on his back to escape.

He felt extremely ashamed, ashamed and moved, because before the disaster, they had never known each other at all with this group of old men doing morning exercises in the park.

"Silly boy, what are you talking about? Silly words. When we were conquering Annan, you and I walked more than 50 kilometers of mountain roads with 20 kilograms of weight in one night. We carried you several hundred meters on our backs. It was not just for fun."

The bald old man kept breathing heavily, his face was red, and big beads of sweat fell from his forehead, but there was no drop of wind on his mouth.

"Lao Cheng! The monster behind is about to catch up! Let the three of us block it! You and the three young men quickly enter the community in front and use the favorable terrain to hide!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from behind several people, making their hearts suddenly shake.

They all knew what this "stop" meant. Surrounded by five or six iron tower-like ferocious monsters at the same time, how could they possibly survive with just three men and the big guns used for morning exercises in their hands?

"We're about to enter the community! Don't do anything stupid!"

The bald Uncle Cheng immediately shouted.

"It's too late, otherwise none of us will be able to leave! Lao Cheng, you have a heavy task, and the three young people are entrusted to you!"

There was a sound from behind again, along with the sound of a series of footsteps stopping.

"what!!!"

Uncle Cheng, who was running out of breath, suddenly let out a low roar, gritted his teeth, veins popped up on his face, his face became a little ferocious due to the exertion of force, and he actually ran a little faster with Jiang Yiming on his back.

He could not let the efforts of his old comrades go in vain. In that era, those who came off the battlefield knew what they should do at critical moments.

Jiang Yiming suddenly turned around and saw the three figures who were strong but not tall and whose hair was either bald or white. They were lined up in a row, with their spears raised in their hands, blocking them from the monster. Suddenly, the tears in his eyes could no longer hold back and burst out.

Why? !
  Obviously before the disaster struck, they didn't know each other at all, but they happened to bump into each other while escaping in the park. Why would they be willing to risk their lives in order to protect a few of them and face those desperate people who looked like evil ghosts? With fear of monsters? !
  Jiang Yiming never thought that the end would come, but he had read and seen countless works related to the end. In those works, despair overwhelmed everyone, order was collapsing, evil was everywhere, and the horror of human nature was there. It became clear at this time that in order to survive, everyone would rather abandon the bottom line.

But the reality seemed to be somewhat different from his imagination.

After the disaster, these old men who were doing morning exercises in the park never thought of leaving him behind. Without their help, he might have died on the way to escape.

When disaster strikes suddenly, there are still people who are willing to stand up for others. The glory of human civilization, forged by the blood and courage of countless martyrs, will not collapse in disaster as easily as imagined!

In the sea of ​​​​people, there will always be someone to stand up, and there will always be someone to swim against the current!

Ta-ta-ta! !

As soon as the three old men stopped, the five monsters behind them were already chasing after them. They quickly formed a circular encirclement, surrounding the three of them. The three of them could only gather into a group, back to back, using the spears in their hands as weapons. Threat, maintain a space, and form a brief stalemate with the monster.

From a distance, due to the huge difference in body size, the three of them seemed to be surrounded by a wall, airtight.

Jiang Yiming suddenly turned his head back. He didn't dare to look anymore. He couldn't think of any way to survive this overwhelming siege.

"Young man, why are you crying! Live like a man and avenge them!"

Uncle Cheng roared in a low voice.

the other side. The three uncles stood back to back, moving slightly, and had a brief stalemate with the five monsters.

"Brothers, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape this time. You haven't had a real sword or a gun in decades. Are you afraid?"

One of them, an old man with gray hair, thick eyebrows and a high nose, who had good looks when he was young, spoke in a low voice.

"Afraid of a ball! How many more years do we have to live? We can save a few young people in the near future. It's worth it. If this merit goes away, the kid will have to salute when he sees me!"

On the other side, the tallest and burliest bald man laughed and said.

"When we attacked Bingshan, the whole platoon charged. I was the youngest in the platoon. The platoon leader said that the younger ones were behind the platoon. As a result, when the battle ended, the platoon leader and several veterans died, but a few of us recruits survived. Now I don't dare to give it. Shame on the old company commander!"

The last uncle is a Mediterranean man with bulging cheekbones and a hideous scar on his face. His face looks very ferocious.

Although the three of them spoke calmly, their bodies and the hands holding the guns couldn't help but tremble.

After decades of peace, they are no longer young.

Who is not afraid of death?
  It's just the will that defeats the body.

The ferocious monsters like iron towers were slowly approaching, and they no longer had any space.

A life and death fight is about to break out!
  "Brothers! You are stalling and giving Lao Cheng time!!"

The white-haired old man gave a low shout, as if flames had ignited a barrel of explosives.

Roar! !

The five monsters around them suddenly waved the white bone knives in their hands, facing the wooden spears, and killed the three of them.

The battle is on!

On the other side, several people who were running wildly had their eyes red when they heard the sound coming from behind.

They seemed to already know the fate of the three of them.

brush! !

However, just then! !
  Facing the dim moonlight, a tall figure suddenly appeared from the shadow behind the gate of the community opposite, causing the running people to stop suddenly in shock.

A pure black protective gear shone with a mysterious matte light under the moonlight, and his bright eyes seemed to be shining even in the night sky!

The distance between the two sides was more than ten meters, and in less than three seconds, the figure suddenly passed by them and rushed towards the monster behind.

Have no fear and move forward courageously!

Several people subconsciously turned their heads to follow the figure.

Jiang Yiming saw the figure running, his arm shaking, and the astonishingly long knife in his hand instantly fell out of its sheath.

Zheng! !

The long knife flew up and made a loud sound. The mirror-like blade passed through the moonlight, and the reflected light pierced into Jiang Yiming's eyes, so shining.

This scene was deeply imprinted in his mind!
  Care knife.

Unsheath! !
  (End of this chapter)