Kuaiwen: Trust me! The boss is very gentle

"No! Vice Captain Li! If we continue like this, we won't last long!" Wenjie shouted loudly. Although her words may not sound pleasant to the ears, they are indeed the truth, "Asking for support!"

Li Jianming gritted his teeth.

She knew very well that the current situation was not good. Although there are far fewer zombies than before, the progress of the battle has also begun to accelerate.

It's hard to say which one is better now, but let alone ordinary soldiers, she can't hold on any longer.

Although she is a soldier, she has a strong psychological quality.

But looking at the scene of each of her comrades slashing the zombies with one hand and committing suicide with the other after being scratched by the zombies, no matter how hard-hearted she was, she still couldn't help but collapse.

Fireballs were fired one after another, and the zombies fell down one by one, and kept coming up again. One after another, there seems to be no end.

Li Jianming pursed her lips, and her eyes were a little moist. Of course, the redness in her eyes was nothing compared to the blood all over her body.

Turning sideways, Li Jianming swung a knife behind her. As she swung the knife, she saw He Ling with tears streaming down her face but still trying her best to kill the zombies.

The zombies stood between them, like the Milky Way separating the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. So close, yet so far away.

She was stunned for a moment, and then ran towards He Ling without hesitation.

While running and killing, Li Jianming shouted into the headset: "All team members! Follow my command! All retreat to the base!"

All the members of the first team who were killing zombies were stunned, but they heard what Li Jianming said in an extremely serious voice.

"This is an order!"

Now, I have to retreat even if I don’t retreat. They all frowned, their hearts full of doubts, but also mixed with some bad premonitions that came from nowhere.

My heart is heavy and I don't feel very good.

There were many different sounds coming from the headset, and the noisy noise kept harassing Li Jianming.

Li Jianming unplugged the headset and threw it on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the headset was trampled to pieces by zombies.

"Vice Captain Li! What on earth are you going to do! Why do you want to withdraw!"

Seeing Li Jianming running towards her, He Ling also stopped retreating. She fired two shots and ran towards Li Jianming.

In the zombie wave, two human figures were approaching at a fast speed.

"Li Jianming! Why! Why should we withdraw our troops!"

Blood blurred Li Jianming's eyes. She frowned and pushed the head of a zombie away. Unprecedentedly, she did not reply to He Ling's words.

Just turning sideways to avoid the swarming tide of corpses, she pulled He Ling into her arms.

Just a hug, He Ling didn't even feel anything. She saw Li Jianming use his superpower to release a fire dragon behind her, clearing a path free of zombies.

Then, Li Jianming used all her strength to push He Ling toward that road.

Everything happened in just a moment, and He Ling didn't even feel what happened. She only felt light and shadow intertwined, and then she was pushed away by Li Jianming.

"Run!!!"

This was the only sentence Li Jianming left for He Ling. The tide of corpses was very noisy, but this sentence penetrated the noise and hit He Ling's heart directly.

After pushing He Ling away, she plunged directly into the tide of corpses like a fish.

There is no attack and no defense.

Just let the zombies pounce on her and bury her.

He Ling heard Li Jianming's order, glanced at the figure again, then turned around and ran away.

After overcoming obstacles and returning to the safe zone on the edge of the city, He Ling stood on the high tower. She kept looking around, trying to find the figure.

Then she found it.

But she saw something she would never forget.

Li Jianming was surrounded by zombies, and his cyan, gray-white hands and black claws scratched deep wounds on Li Jianming's body.

The arms wrapped around Li Jianming's body, showing that Li Jianming had no way to escape now. Her heart was already held by those arms, like a cage for trapped animals, more like a unique coffin.

Just looking at it made him feel suffocated, and He Ling's pupils shrank sharply.

"Li Jianming!!!"

"Come out! Move! Li Jianming, come out!"

She roared so loudly that veins popped out on her neck. The unstoppable tears now flowed out like water bursting from a dam, flowing down thousands of miles.

He Ling couldn't bear it any longer, and she wanted to run down the tower. But several people held her back, and He Ling kept struggling, trying to break free from the restraints of several people.

The cry accompanied by the cry spread far, far away.

"Li Jianming! Come back here!!!"

As if hearing He Ling's words, Li Jianming opened his eyes slightly. A smile appeared on her face with difficulty, blood clotting and tearing at the skin.

She seemed to be very tired. She opened her eyes and closed them again soon after. But this time, after she closed her eyes, flames suddenly ignited on her body.

Clusters of small flames spontaneously ignited on her body, and the fire spread throughout her body. The corpse hand that was stained with flames was quickly retracted, but a single spark can start a prairie fire.

The bright flame was very conspicuous in this long and dark night. The scorching red and bright yellow surround the edge of the flame, flickering out and indistinctly.

The flames swayed in the wind, seemingly weak but extremely fierce.

A little spark lit up among the zombies, then two points and a line, and then connected into one. In the blink of an eye, the entire battlefield turned into a sea of ​​fire.

The fire soared, its momentum burning through the clouds.

The flames ruled the battlefield full of corpses. It was as if she had to burn something away. Everything in the flames was reduced to ashes. The pure, the beautiful, the dirty, and the sad were all burned up by this fire.

The flames soared into the sky, burning everything unbridled with the evening wind. The raging fires circle and burn arrogantly, the sea of ​​​​fire in the dark night! How bright and dazzling, her strong light kept hitting her eyes until tears fell.

The sea of ​​fire brought light, as if the sun was already shining. This grand light is short-lived and sad.

He Ling cried more intensely, she no longer had the strength to struggle. He sat slumped on the ground, staring at the majestic sea of ​​fire, wishing he could take her as his own.

Half of He Ling's face lit up under the firelight, and his wet cheeks were also exposed in the firelight.

He Ling cried and trembled. She stood up with difficulty and walked to the railing of the tower. He held the city wall hard with both hands, his eyes never leaving the red patch.

The tears were crystal clear, and they fell into the sea of ​​fire piece by piece. The sea of ​​​​fire wrapped up the tears very tolerantly.

Suddenly, a tongue of fire shot very high. Her bright red tongue of fire burned the back of He Ling's hand, as if to soothe him.

He Ling burst into tears, and she didn't care at all when the back of her hand was burned. She even wanted to jump down and die in the sea of ​​fire together with Li Jianming.

So, she jumped.

The sparks kept beating upward, and the flame flickered. It was not hot, but very warm. He Ling narrowed her eyes. She felt the warmth that would never come back and wanted to indulge in it forever.

In a daze, she seemed to see Li Jianming's figure.

She hugged her in the sea of ​​fire, put her gently on the ground, then hugged her very gently, and said with a smile:

Ling'er, I'm sorry, I broke my promise.

You said you wanted to take me to see the most beautiful and grandest fireworks, but I'm afraid I won't be able to see them.

But how about this, the most beautiful and grand sea of ​​​​fire, just makes up for it? Just think of it as fireworks, jingle.

Think of me as a firework...