Manual of Space-Time Interference

"GO! GO! GO! Move! Move!"

The shouting came from the upper floor, and at the same time, the footsteps were getting closer and closer. Dialect glanced at the window at the end of the corridor, then quickly pulled his sight back, and quickly raised his gun to the stairs. Pull the trigger in the direction between.

"Da da da!"

A series of crisp sounds came from the dialect's hand, the gun bolt was continuously pulled automatically, and the bullet casings also jumped out of it continuously. The two people at the corner of the stairs seemed to be dancing, with blood blossoming continuously from their bodies, and finally they walked down the stairs feebly. roll down...

Dialect looked at it, quickly retracted his body, and instantly removed a grenade from his chest, pulled the pull ring and threw it upwards, turned and threw himself directly into the room next to him.

"Ding dong..."

Two crisp voices rang out in the stairwell and beside him at the same time...

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of explosions burst out in no sequence in the stairwell and the corridor. Dialect put the gun on his back again, ran out of the door and looked at the window at the end of the corridor in front of him. Unexpectedly, there was a sudden burst of gunfire from upstairs.

Diana?

"Da! Da! Da! Da!"

The dull sound of Lao Maozi's rifle rang upstairs, and the dialect paused, but he took out the pistol and slowly retracted his body, leaning against the wall next to the stairwell again.

"boom!"

An explosion came from above, the footsteps above began to become dense, and at the same time, a rapid footstep also came from the stairwell.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three bullets rubbed this tender face into the wall next to it, and the golden hair rose slightly in the air waves driven by the bullets, and then slowly fell...

Dialect looked at the slightly shifted muzzle of his gun, and was also afraid for a while. Looking at the little girl who was completely sluggish in front of him, he grabbed Diana's body and shouted at the same time,

"run!"

Diana finally came back to her senses, looked at Dialect with an inexplicable look, and ran over in the direction he pointed.

"boom!"

Another grenade exploded in the stairwell. Dialect threw the pull ring on his hand, quickly put away the gun, rushed to the window and squatted halfway, beckoned to Diana, and then took a deep breath. Take a breath.

1, 2, 3!

One foot stepped on Fang Yan's hand, and as he lifted it up suddenly, Diana jumped out of the window directly. He glanced slightly, listened to the footsteps in the stairwell, and moved slightly towards him. Backing back, a sprint also jumped out directly.

"Da da da!"

The sound of gunshots sounded from behind again, but he could only wipe the dialect's body and fly helplessly, and then he couldn't catch his shadow. He looked at the rooftop that was close at hand, and around his ears, it seemed that there was only one left. wind.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The rifle in Diana's hand erupted a few flames, and several bullets emitted a brilliant golden color under the reflection of the sun, and then wiped the corners of Dialect's eyes and whizzed away to the back, and finally stopped at the window just emerging from the window. in the head.

"Boom!"

One foot finally stepped on the ground, and the dialect quickly bent forward and rolled forward twice. At the same time, he took off the rifle on his back in an instant, and borrowed the remaining inertia to stand on one foot. His body yanked back to the direction he jumped out of the window.

"Da! Da! Da! Da!"

Tongues of flame continued to burst out from the muzzle, and Dialect looked at the man who had retracted the window, and shouted at Diana, who was still shooting, "Diana, run!"

Without answering, Diana quickly ran to the rear under the suppression of Dialect's firepower. Dialect beat and retreated, and followed in Diana's footsteps and stepped into the open iron door.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The sparks kept flashing from the iron gate, Fang Yan shrank, looked at a small black dot flying towards him in the distant sky, and shouted at Diana next to him, "Follow me!"

Without waiting for her to answer, Dialect went directly over Diana's body and ran down the stairs. At this time, he knew that time was life...

Two clear footsteps sounded continuously in this silent space, Dialect licked his mouth, and after silently counting to 7 in his heart, he slowly stopped, constantly observing the empty street outside, and then glanced back. Diana, who was already a little out of breath,

"Can it be done?"

"Can!"

Asking and answering, simple and fast, Fang Yan looked at the firm light in Diana's eyes, pulled the bolt of the rifle again, and ran out directly.

"If you can, just follow me!"

A voice came from the mouth of the dialect, Diana looked at the dialect in front, the corner of her mouth was slightly raised, and she rushed out with the gun.

"piu! piu! piu!"

The bullet passed by, and Dialect rushed towards an abandoned car next to him, and then quickly drew his gun up and aimed in the direction the bullet came from.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The flames emerged from the muzzle again, and the dialect quickly shrank down, nodded to Diana who had just run over, and waited for the moment when the gunfire stopped, and then quickly got up and kept shooting, and then saw that he had run to the ground. Diana, who was behind the building, lowered her body again and ran over.

"Run first!"

Dialect said, and led Diana to the front, and at the same time quickly unloaded the rifle magazine, and then replaced it with a new one, until he ran a few blocks and entered a building inside. At that time, he stopped for a moment when he looked at Diana, who was nearly out of breath.

"Let's take a break, is there any water?" Dialect said, leaning against the wall, and Diana sat down directly, sitting on the ground and taking off the small backpack behind her.

"Give!"

A bottle of drink was taken out of Diana's small backpack. Dialect took it and opened the buckle and poured it into his mouth. Then he touched the corner of his mouth, and then he leaned firmly against the wall and looked at him. To Diana sitting on the ground,

"Diana, why don't you hide in the room?"

"They searched..." Diana whispered, she closed her small backpack again, and carried it on her back.

searched? No crack at the door?

Dialect thought for a while, looked at Diana's dirty face and smiled inexplicably, then squatted down and stretched out his fist again,

"Then, we are now comrades-in-arms!" Dialect said, squeezing his eyes at Diana who was sitting on the ground.

"it is good!"

A voice came out of Diana's mouth, and then, a small fist also collided with Dialect's fist. Dialect looked at it, and a smile appeared on his face, but it solidified in an instant.

"Here! openfire!"

An abrupt voice came from outside, and the dialect looked up, then quickly pulled Diana's body and hid in the stairwell next to him.

"boom!"

A grenade exploded directly at the place where the two of them stopped just now, and a tongue of flame rushed in along the passage. Dialect tilted his head and narrowed his eyes involuntarily. He bowed his head, and showed a normal smile to Diana, who was constantly trembling.

Countless sparks floated past before his eyes, and then slowly disappeared. Dialect's expression became tense in an instant. Hearing the increasingly clear footsteps outside, he took Diana's hand and ran upstairs. .

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

The sound of the helicopter didn't seem to be far from this area, Dialect took a breath, pulled Diana and ran towards a room with an open door on the second floor.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Holes were punched out one after another in the wall, and lights emerged from the holes. At the same time, the dust began to spread. Dialect covered his head with his rifle and slowly, pulled Diana's left hand. It loosened a little, but tightened again in an instant.

The bullet hole was getting closer and closer to him, and the dialect was gasping for breath, suddenly pulled Diana's body and hugged it, and then fell directly to the ground.

"Bang! Boom! Boom!"

The wall above his head was smashed to pieces, Fang Yan closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, curled up and let the stones hit him, and then drew bloodstains on his face.

"Ta, ta, ta..."

The sound finally stopped slowly, and the humming sound gradually moved away, leaving only the continuous falling of gravel from above, and then a little crisp sound. Dialect instantly opened his eyes and looked down at the sound. Diana in her arms let out a slow sigh of relief, then stood up against the ground.

"Cough! Cough!"

The beam came in from the countless holes in the wall, and Dialect coughed involuntarily, then took Diana's hand and stepped on a pile of gravel residues on the ground and ran forward.

"Puff puff!"

A few bullets hit the wall with Dialect's footsteps. Dialect closed the door behind him with his backhand. Looking at the balcony covered by the curtain not far away, he took Diana's hand and ran over, then pushed it away with both hands. The window stopped in an instant.

The strong wind kept tugging at Dialect's hair. He involuntarily reached out to cover it, but slowly put it down. Diana, who was next to him, looked at the behemoth in front of him and approached Dialect involuntarily. Live in the waist of the dialect.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Dialect looked at what could be called a helicopter in front of him, lowered his head slowly, put his hand on Diana's head and touched it lightly, then smiled at Diana's raised head. ,

"Ugh..."

The wind is constantly pulling the hair of the two of them, rising and falling, under this sunny sky, in this city that has been completely engulfed in gunpowder smoke, in this small balcony, dialects are spoken. He patted Diana's shoulder with his hand, then listened to the sound of the revolving machine gun, and slowly closed his eyes...

You are not alone, neither am I, not alone...

"boom!"

The world in front of him was printed red, and the sound in his ears slowly disappeared. In the end, there was only a constant buzzing sound. Dialect's body involuntarily took a few steps back, and he subconsciously covered it with his hands. He covered his face and slowly opened his eyes.

"Walk!"

Dialect slammed Diana, who was still in a daze, and shook Diana's head vigorously. After watching her eyes return to clarity, after shouting a few more times, he rushed towards the balcony.

He turned his head and glanced at the helicopter that was swaying and then fell to the ground. Dialect instantly raised the muzzle and aimed at the driver who wanted to climb out and kept firing, and then looked at the driver who was slumped. Diana nodded, and after Diana jumped first, she followed.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound sounded, and Fang Yan's body involuntarily fell forward, and at this time, there was only one thought in his mind - it's over...

"piu! piu! piu!"

Bullets shuttled through this empty street constantly. Dialect threw himself behind a car next to him with his hands, and then silently looked at his left little foot, which had been twisted out of shape. Slowly, he lifted it up again. own head.

"How are you?"

A voice came from in front of him, Fang Yan opened his mouth and smiled, touched Diana's dirty little face with his hand, and replied, "I'm fine, don't worry about me!"

After speaking, Dialect took a few deep breaths, propped himself up with his right hand on the ground, used his rifle as a support for his left foot, and limped towards the building opposite.

Bullets, RPGs, and grenades constantly shuttled through every corner of the street. Dialect took a deep breath and threw himself into the building looking at the building in front of him.

"Humph!"

Cold sweat broke out from his head, and the dialect snorted. He slowly stood up and limped to another room in the building that was still intact. Then he sat next to a corner and looked at the door holding a rifle. Diana, who was constantly vigilant around her, thought about it and said,

"Diana, you go first, find a place to hide, your country has started to counterattack, and soon, you can go back to school again!"

Diana didn't reply, she looked around quickly, then turned to look at Dialect's eyes, kept watching, and then shook her head slightly.

"Crack!"

The bullet was pushed into the chamber of the sniper rifle in an instant, and the dialect quickly aimed the muzzle in the direction of the door, and then quickly pulled the trigger.

"puff!"

A bullet hit the ground in front of Diana, Dialect swiped some bolts again, and a bullet casing with residual warmth bounced out, and then hit the ground, sending out a crisp sound. sound.

Dialect looked blankly at Diana across from him, UU reading www. uukanshu.com said indifferently,

"Diana, you should go!"

There was still no reply, Diana looked at a crater in front of her, then turned her head to look at Dialect in disbelief, only to see a black muzzle facing her head, she looked at it, then deeply. He glanced at Fang Yan's left foot, pursed his lips, stood up silently and ran into the distance...

"call!"

He was spit out by the dialect in one breath, he looked at this dark room, shook his head slightly and smiled, then turned and walked towards the darkest corner.

I'm 13 years old, and I don't know that 2 is greater than 1, so I can't save it. Besides, I think I can still save it. What if it's over?

Dialect thought, looked at the time on his watch and it was close to 12 noon, sat down quietly against the wall, slowly, and slowly exhaled again...

God, I have a sentence (mmp) I don't know if I should say it or not...