Behemoth strikes: I present black technology to China

More and more people walked out of their homes and took to the streets. They walked through the intricate blocks of the dungeon and rushed to the entrance of the dungeon. They also wanted to rush to the front line. Take a good look at what is China's national integrity.

After Xiao Fan heard the news, he was shocked for a moment.He turned on the real-time monitoring screen and saw the noisy crowd, all gathered at the entrance of the dungeon. For a moment, tears of emotion flowed from his moist eyes.

"Boss, this, this, what should I do?" Li Ge was a little at a loss. He ordered the attack on the World Internet Forum, but he never expected that things would develop to this point.

"Let them go, provide them with equipment." Xiao Fan said with a sob.

"But they are ordinary people, it's so dangerous outside..." Li Ge murmured, a little unable to believe his ears.

But Xiao Fan still insisted, "All awakened people can participate in this mission, but they must obey the command and arrangement. As for ordinary people, they can stay in the dungeon."

Li Ge nodded his head heavily, and issued orders everywhere, and soon there was an upsurge in the underground city to fight the flood at the front line.

People have responded one after another, even if it is to sell iron, they must contribute to the country.Those who have not awakened all rush to buy genetic medicines. Even if they stop at a low level of awakening in this life, it seems that it is not so important, because there is only one purpose for all this, and that is to protect their homeland.

The light and shadow system of the dungeon is extremely advanced, and it can reverse the morning and evening according to the normal work and rest time. People living in it can hardly tell the real from the fake.

It was already [-]:[-] p.m., and the slanted, mimic sunlight shone into thousands of households. Many families were already preparing dinner. In order to be able to go to the front line to fight the flood as soon as possible, some families even prepared meals in advance.

In a spacious room, a woman slowly picks up the rice in the bowl, her eyes are a little red, but she is silent without saying a word.

The man ate very quickly. He ate four bowls of rice in a row with a happy expression on his face. Then he smoked a cigarette and said directly, "I'm going to dig a ditch."

"Why is Dad digging ditches?" the little girl asked vaguely while eating, her little face was full of curiosity.

"Because Dad is an awakened person. With every ability, there is a responsibility. You will understand when you grow up."

"What is responsibility?" The little girl wanted to ask again, but the woman had already taken her away, leaving only one sentence, "Guarantee."

The man smiled happily, stood up, reached for the equipment, opened the door and left.

At this moment, there was only one figure who was still eating beside the table. He lowered his head and ate hummingly, as if it was the most delicious food in the world.

He is the elder brother of the little girl, he is 17 years old this year, a first-order awakened person, and he has not been injected with genetic medicine.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks with a bang, and stood up too.

"Stop, what are you going to do?" The woman ran out of the room.

"I'm going to fight the flood too." The boy said without looking up.

"Brother, don't go, stay and play with me!" The little girl yelled while clawing at the crack of the door.

The boy blinked at his sister, then turned and ran out of the house, disappearing into the dark night.

China is united as one, and the whole world is shocked.

Western dogs looked at the flood fighting scenes everywhere on the screen, and they couldn't sit still. Their expressions were like their hearts fluctuating. Sometimes they widened their eyes, and sometimes frowned. They wanted to say something, but they didn't know where to go. Speaking of.

It was a few days ago that the World Forum was captured. Under the counterattack of the angry organization of the beautiful country, normal operation has already been resumed, and Huaxia is still the same, still excluded and not allowed to speak positively.

Although there was a new wave of mouth-watering news on the Internet, these gringos were all shaken in their hearts without exception.

The most common statements they made were "that's impossible", "this is absolutely not true", "I don't believe it".

Obviously, the solidarity of the Chinese people touched their big nerves. Compared with the incompetence and cruelty of their own country and government, the huge sense of loss and shock became particularly intense.

"They must have been coerced. I absolutely don't believe that Chinese people will be so united."

Such remarks are feeble and feeble, as they flash across the silent screen in the live broadcast room. Maybe some people saw it, but they didn’t want to respond, and maybe some people didn’t see it, and they didn’t want to respond.

But there are still extremely eye-catching sentences, with a certain indifferent attitude, they lined up like a little greedy snake, and flew across the top of the screen.

These sentences all sighed, as if using all the strength of the speaker, and said slowly, "This can't be forced, look at their expressions, the sense of happiness and the way they are not afraid of difficulties and obstacles, can it be Could it be pretending? Anyway, I can’t pretend, I can only say that they are really contributing their strength and giving their lives for their country.”

"It's ridiculous that the people of so many of our countries have always used civilization to flaunt ourselves, but in the face of catastrophe, there is no such thing as a country whose people are brave enough to resist. Except for China, which country can have Such a great spirit?"

Floods are everywhere in China, and the storm is gradually escalating, more and more innocent lives are swallowed up, and the counterattack of these lives before they die has become a brilliant spray in this muddy and misty world.

It can be imagined that the sky is like a naughty child, who is using the land of China as a curtain to smear the ground with colored ink stained with mud.

Whenever he swiped heavily, it was the time when thunder and floods roared, and those Chinese people who laid the groundwork for it became the best thinner, dyeing flowers of life with appropriate shades.

But Xiao Fan is just a powerful genetically awakened warrior, and he has absolutely no artistic cells in his head, let alone the commander of the Black Great Wall, in the face of this ruthless disaster, apart from his concern for the lives and safety of the masses, In addition to the worries, there is only grief and anger in his heart.

According to the results of the meeting, Wang Wei has organized a new rescue team, a total of more than 30 teams, all of which were sent to various parts of China for the purpose of building new power generation equipment.

The new power generation equipment provided by the Ministry of Science was not originally used for flood discharge, and even its power generation method is not water.

This was a big problem for Zhao Hai at the initial stage, so an emergency meeting of the Science Department was held overnight, and Professor Zhou and several academic figures made repeated revisions to the design drawings.

"This is obviously powered by energy crystals. How can it be changed to hydroelectric power generation? It's outrageous. Do these people understand science?"

Professor Zhou was on the verge of crying. He walked around the blueprint for more than a hundred times. If he hadn't been injected with genetic medicine, he probably wouldn't be able to carry it with his body.