I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

In Wanghai City Hotel, Liu Haotian is stuffing his clothes into his suitcase.

After Jiang Chen was sent to the plane, his mission in Wanghai City was completed. I have to rush the car tomorrow morning, and he plans to pack the bags before going to bed. Just then, his phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

It was a strange number. He thought it was a lady or an advertisement. As a result, he was stopped when the phone was connected.

It was called by the General Staff of Jiang Chen’s security work in China.

"Flight crash?!"

Upon hearing the news from the phone, Liu Hao’s phone almost didn’t fall to the ground.

He couldn’t imagine it. It took more than two hours to board the plane. It happened so serious!

"The information from the tower of Wanghai Airport, the Philippines has already contacted us and conveyed the fault in the sea north of the island of Samar. The plane originally planned to drop the Cebu International Airport, but at a height of 2000 meters. The position lost power, missed the opportunity to land, and crashed in Cagayan."

Liu Haotian swallowed and spit, said hard.

"Cause of the accident?"

"It is said to have been subjected to a missile attack."

"Missile? Is it the Philippines?"

"Not sure, but the Philippines has a lot of suspicions. According to the position and height of the aircraft when it deviates from the channel, only the Philippines has the ability to hit the aircraft. And considering the tension between the new country and the Philippines, they also There is indeed a motive for doing this... although I don’t think they will be stupid enough to do this kind of thing. The specific cause of the accident depends on the record of the black box."

"I don't care what black box, the people in the plane!" Liu Haotian held the phone and hurriedly asked.

Jiang Chen and Liu Jia have a cooperative relationship. If Jiang Chen has an accident, the interests of Liu Jia will undoubtedly be damaged.

"According to the news of the Philippines, in terms of the height and speed of the crash, the survival rate is very embarrassing..."

Hanging up the phone, Liu Haotian sat down on the bed.

His hand holding the phone kept shaking, his eyebrows screwed together.

This is not good.

The diplomatic relations between the Chinese and the Philippines have not been very good. It may be difficult to confirm the safety of Jiang Chen through the embassy. Although he only mixed his qualifications in the Protocol Division, he did work hard. And if he remembers correctly, the city of Cagayan should be in Mindanao, and there. It seems to be in civil war...

Wait, Moro.

Liu Haotian’s eyes lit up.

Immediately opened the screen lock, he called the new embassy.

......

The fire reflected the night sky, such as the meteor that broke through the night, disturbing the dreams of every resident of Cagayan. The explosion was clearly audible even a few kilometers away. At one time, people thought that it was the gunfire of the guerrillas who attacked the government.

Until the last moment, the captain failed to successfully restart the anchored engine, and the passenger plane was forced to land hard in the central city of Cagayan.

The nose is in close contact with the road at an angle of 30°, and the steel fragments fall apart with the cement stone. The passenger plane slid on the ground at a terrifying speed, and the vehicles on the street were cut by the wings into the air like leaves. The two sides of the building are embedded like a sharp edge. After the two walls are cut, the wings on both sides are broken.

The fuselage was dismembered into several segments, and the nose began to float.

People cried and fled, escaping the flying fragments and looking for their loved ones in the rubble.

Such as a blood bag that has been punctured. The boiling blood, along with the fuel, left a blood and fire in the quiet street.

That picture is like hell.

The disaster occurred in an instant, and the pain left to the deceased was only at this moment, but the pain left to the living being was forever.

Whether in the spiritual sense or in the real sense...

The vest with plastic marbles that was pinched in the hands of Xiao Cao, as early as the plane disintegrated, was torn into pieces by the whole person, and was rushed out of the cabin by the rolled air. Numerous plastic marbles were shattered on the wall, and the colorless liquid was in contact with the air for a moment. It turned into a deep dark green, and dissipated in the wind at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The air crash scene, the center of the ruins.

The man used his **** hands to cut off the rubble. Taking advantage of the dying wife in his arms.

"Selena, wake up, you will be fine, I will take you to the ambulance, hold on"

But at this moment, the expression on his face solidified.

A woman who was held in his arms. At this time, he bit his shoulder. The broken teeth infiltrated the flesh and blood, and the **** eyes were not alive and there was a fearful hollow.

The man forgot the words until a whole piece of meat was torn by the person in his arms...

"Ah!"

The horrible mourning rang through the streets, and the man subconsciously wanted to smash the lover in his arms. However, the nail that was painted red by blood or nail polish was deeply embedded in his back. The woman was like an octopus on his body, overwhelming him, madly biting and chewing on his flesh and blood, the man’s clenched fists gradually loosened, and the painful struggles stopped with breathing... ...

Seeing that the prey was no longer moving, the woman who was full sat up and staggered, and the godless pupil began to search for the next prey on the street.

And the man who was culled by him slowly climbed from the ground, and the same infiltrated hollow was in his pupil...

Ladisv carried a rifle wrapped in camouflage cloth and used his eyes to alert the danger in the darkness. When he saw this **** bloody, even if he was a long-time war, he could not help but frown.

"It’s just hell."

"I agree with you." Gilles, who was next to him, was holding a rifle, and his look was as easy as usual.

Wearing urban camouflage combat uniforms, fifteen unidentified armed elements walked on empty streets. The guerrillas launched a general attack on the city of Cagayan by the riots of the crash. The sound of running in the distance continued to cover up the mourning on the street.

The fire spread in the corner of the city, but there was no trace of firefighters and nurses. All fire trucks and ambulances have been requisitioned, and even a number of strong private off-road vehicles have been reinstated and welded with a .50 caliber machine gun.

This is the last port of the Philippine government on the northwestern coast of Mindanao. Losing it will mean that the fire of civil war will burn to the Bohai Sea and burn to the bustling Cebu. In order to protect the bustling life behind, the 13th Infantry Division stationed here has already set a military order to the people of the Philippines. Even if it is the last person, it will never go back half a step.

"Falled like this, can that person still be alive?" Sweeping his eyes and being burned to the semi-destroyed aircraft seat, Radisov followed.

"In theory, but no one can guarantee that there is no other card on that person. It is better to take a look at it... yes, that pill, have you eaten it?" Gilles asked casually.

"Mint flavor," Ladisve said.

Gilles groaned and laughed.

"Yes, minty."

"By the way, what if I didn't eat the pill?" Ladisv asked.

"That's a problem." Gilles sighed and suddenly set up a rifle, aiming at the civilians who were coming to them. "It will become like them."

At the same time as the voice fell, he pulled the trigger on the sluggish face. (To be continued.)