Chapter 112: The Night of Massacre
(It has been launched, but let's make plans later.)
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The most easy-to-understand explanation for Einstein's theory of relativity is that the same length of time felt by a person lying on a scorching iron plate and a comfortable bed is absolutely different in terms of senses.
Of course, this explanation is still far from the true theory of relativity, but at least in the sense of understanding of ordinary people, it is already a very vivid metaphor.
now.
For Xia Qing, the whole night they felt was much longer than they normally stayed in the comfortable bed in the hotel room...
The long night.
The Baiyue people's resistance never stopped.
However, you can hear the sound just by listening to the sound, and the gunshots coming from the city are becoming increasingly sparse.
From the initial gunfire like fried beans to the sparseness of now, no one wants to hear the sounds around him, the Baiyue people at this time represent hope. At this time, the army's rescue is still far away, but the Baiyue people in the city have to start holding benches and kitchen knives and fighting the big bugs with their lives.
Ugly appearances always bring unnecessary fear.
These bugs that enter the earth through space cracks that appear in unknown places have the appearance that only aliens in science fiction stories have.
However.
The only luckily... these outsiders do not understand the Baiyue people, or the architecture of humans.
Maybe they can cross short streets with the membrane wings behind them, a barrier to architecture. But they cannot use this advantage within the building.
In the small indoor space, as long as the owner of the house is willing to fight against these locust people, he can actually have a try when holding a weapon.
Small market.
As one of the most important markets in this city, the area of the small market is not small. It occupies a whole street and several branches and alleys, and the net forms a large market.
Because Baiyue housing prices are not expensive.
On weekdays, these merchants can often buy or rent houses near the market. Some merchants simply live in small compartments or attics in stores to save expenses.
Nowadays, many locust people gather here.
As one of the Zergs that wins by number, most of the Locust people are not equipped with weapons or even armor.
However, in fact, on the planet Kunchira, most Zergs will make and use weapons.
For example, the bee tribe who likes to use short spears, the black armor tribe who is good at heavy hammering and axes, and even the ant tribe who is best at manufacturing, there are countries that are equipped with primitive firearms on a large scale.
But in reality, because the number of Zergs is too large, no matter which Zerg force is, it is equipped with weapons by regular warriors, while ordinary Zergs need to bring their own weapons.
When they came to this Baiyue city, these soldiers of the Locust tribe couldn't help but exclaim luxury when they looked at the iron products that could be seen everywhere.
In their country, every bit of metal is strictly controlled.
All hard metal must be used to make weapons.
On this strange planet, these weak "meat insects" who have no shells and are not powerful actually have so much steel! They are not used to make weapons, but are placed everywhere to make so-called daily necessities... This contrast makes the locust people very jealous.
"Transfer all the steel back!".
"These cowardly fleshworms are not worthy of having such resources at all! Kill them all!".
"No! Keep some! The flesh of those flesh insects in other worlds is very good!" A soldier of the Locust clan with blood stains in Shanghai was shaking loudly.
Buzz...
Several locusts flew past the air.
One of the locusts threw the human child in his hand directly from the air... and threw it on the street in front of the market with a snap.
Illegally thrown away from the height of four or five floors. How can a four or five-year-old child bear this impact?
The young life became silent in an instant.
On the streets, there were locust people passing by the air everywhere, and they were breaking in everywhere, intending to kill all the residents in the house.
As intelligent life, the locust people and humans also have the instinct to massacre and abuse other lives.
Among the blood and fire, countless Baiyue people who resisted or did not resist were dragged to the street and used the kitchen knife they found in their own rooms, and their axes cut off their heads and limbs.
Some kitchen knives and axes are too rust and blunt, so that many beheaded Baiyue people need more than a dozen or even more to die. Some of their heads are like broken and connected to their bodies by flesh and blood, strangely twisting...
"I'm fucking fighting with you!" A young man hiding in the house saw a young man next door who was calling his brother sweetly at school in the evening and rushed out of the store with red eyes.
However.
He is not Huo Yuanjia, nor is he Huang Feihong.
Anger and fear rushed his mind, and the frantic attack without any distance was actually unthreatening because of the stiffness of the muscles.
After dodging away from his attack, several locust men siege and their big hands with hard shells grabbed the boy tightly.
Several of the middle-aged men with slightly larger strength than those of the middle-aged men engaged in heavy physical labor, pressing the boy to the ground with a little force.
A locust man walked over with a blood-stained kitchen knife, grabbed the boy's hair and pulled it high.
"Ah--! I'm going to kill you! Kill you..." As the boy roared furiously, the locust man pressed his throat with a kitchen knife and pulled it hard-! Puff! A hole in his thin throat was torn apart.
Amid the strange gasp of "giggles", countless blood poured backwards, and several locusts let go of the boy.
Watching him struggle on the ground, twisting, and futilely trying to cover the wound with his hands, the sound organs in his throat made a sharp and harsh vibration.
Even if they don’t understand the language of these big bugs, the people who are still hiding in the dark can understand that these beasts are laughing wildly.
Similar scenes are constantly taking place in various parts of the city.
Compared to organized Locust soldiers.
Although human qualities are not much different from them.
But it is really difficult for unorganized civilians to integrate and exert their due power. Most people are caught and killed without any fierce resistance. Even a small number of people who dare to fight for their lives will soon be wiped out by large groups of locusts, and then those ordinary people who dare not resist will soon follow in the footsteps.
Time goes by bit by bit.
When dawn finally came late.
The first ray of sunlight pierces the darkness and shines on the earth.
Chapter completed!