Quickly wear: The heartthrob wants to cry but has no tears

Chapter 176

Time: June 11, 1915

Place: Gallic France-Reims

Personnel: Peasants of Saint-Mielle - Emile & 'Boy'

Mission: Help the bombed citizens

Tut ~ Tut ~ Tut ~ As

the car moved fast, everyone finally caught up with the airship above the sky and arrived at Reims... This beautiful city is home to the most famous of the Reims Cathedral, where countless pilgrims and worshippers have prostrated themselves for centuries in front of the world's most magnificent church.

Even the most famous of them, Notre-Dame de Paris, is a parody of the coronation of successive French kings, most notably in 1429 when Joan of Arc personally escorted Charles VII to the throne.

Rumble!!!

The sound of a huge explosion resounded throughout the city, the dust mixed with poisonous gas was like the sharpest knife cutting the throat of every resident of the city, depriving them of their lives little by little, and the church symbolizing salvation has been occupied at this moment, all the guns and deaths are bursting from there, and the airship in the sky is slowly thinking about the church.

"No!" Seeing the bombed city in front of him, Ferretti was furious, he was completely angry, her wife was married under such a church, but it was then that the war broke out, his wife was buried in the ruins in her wedding dress, and he could only watch with his own eyes, the bombing killed many people, but he survived, and now he saw such a scene, how could this not make him angry, not to mention that the murderer who blew up his wife was in the sky at the moment, this was his chance to take revenge with his own hands.

Freddie jumped out of Anna's cab in a rage, wanting to avenge his wife, for that day and for this moment and for all those who died because of him.

"Freddy! Where are you going? Emile also jumped out of the car at this moment, after all, he was already old, and his body was not as strong as Freddie and the boy, so he could only wait for Anna to park the car and then slowly jump out of the car, but the high-altitude bombardment would not stop at all, on the contrary, more and more bombs fell from the airship.

Whoosh – boom!! As the bomb fell, a violent explosion rang out not far from Reddy, and the dust and debris that had been built for a hundred years filled the street, and the history it had precipitated was reduced to ashes at this moment, and the heavy masonry could not shelter their people at all, and everyone was wailing in pain.

But Freddy did not stop himself, on the contrary, the sound of explosions around him, the wails of the citizens around him, and the cries for help only became the motivation for him to move forward, and these voices reminded him all the time of the suffering and torture that the people around him were suffering and suffering at the moment, this war brought nothing but blood and brutality, and he wanted to put an end to this.

Rumble!!! The heavenly Grim Reaper seemed to feel Fried's will and the courage of the warrior in the face of death, and the Grim Reaper admired such a person and aimed his scythe at the warrior.

"Freddy! No! Seeing more and more bombs falling from the sky, Emile tried to help Freddie, but was stopped by Anna on the side.

"Mr. Emir, it's too dangerous over there." Anna stops Emir, who is about to rush into the street of death, where Freddie's street is under heavy bombardment, and Freddie uses the sewers and manhole covers to nimbly dodge the bombardment from the sky.

"We must—" Before the emir could speak, the cries for help from the people around him and the wails of the citizens caught Emir's attention.

"Help!"

"Hold on! I'm coming! As soon as she saw someone in need of help, Anna immediately grabbed her medical kit and rushed towards the person who had recently asked for help, and the high-altitude bombardment did not stop, but she still did not stop.

"Oh my God, I can't let her go alone." Emir looked at Anna, who was galloping towards the citizens, and already had a decision in her heart.

At this moment, the emir has no weapon in his hand, no weapon that represents killing and death, only a steel spoon that represents labor, life, and people eating, drinking, and having fun.

The Emir opened his palm, the rough palm was full of old calluses, but the calluses never grew for killing, never for the sake of taking up arms, these calluses... It is for the hands that are to plow, to be able to plow in the golden wheat fields, which are never for killing, never for the sake of killing.

Compared to Emile and Anna, who were eager to save people's hearts, the boy who stood silently was much calmer, and everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

The screams, the wails, these could not attract his attention, only when the bomb in the sky fell and exploded, the boy could only look sideways a little, but only a little sideways, for those who could not threaten himself, the boy did not pay attention, there were no enemies around, and the gun in his hand did not know where to point at the moment...

Because the people around them don't have guns, they are all so old, not young at all, not much different from those on the battlefield, and they are not wearing uniforms, there is no threat at all.

Rumble!!! An explosion sounded not far away, this time the explosion was not far away but after a continuous bombardment, so it also successfully attracted the boy's attention, and with the fire and dust of the explosion, the boy saw a familiar figure in it, he seemed to be called Freddie by them...

Freddie was now dodging the bombardment from the sky while struggling to burst out in the direction of the church, he had to hurry up and hurry.

The boy looked at the gun in his hand, then at Freddie in the distance, and then looked up at the airship in the sky and the direction in which it was headed.

Click~ With a crisp sound, the boy skillfully checked the gun in his hand, which was necessary and necessary, otherwise he would die....

If there is debris in the chamber of the gun, it will die... A bullet will die if it gets stuck in the magazine... The bullet does not come out and dies ... The bullet will still die after it is fired... No matter what you do, you will die in the end, and the result of doing this is that you have no opinion, the pain and suffering still exist, and all these difficulties are still floating under this sky, why is this happening...

I don't know...... The boy didn't know what was going on, he didn't know why it was happening, but he only knew that if he wanted to live longer, he had to be like a beast, sharpening his sharp fangs and claws, and only then could he live longer, like a wild beast...

No...... Or -

click~ The last bullet has been loaded, and there are a total of eight bullets in the gun, for the average soldier, even if these eight bullets are all hit, they can only solve eight enemies, after all, he has lost the weapon that can attack, doesn't count?

"Roar~" There was a low roar from the boy's mouth, and the sound of heavy breathing sounded in his throat, like a bellows, and the muscles on his back slowly bulged, tightening the clothes on his back, this is the state of the beast before the opponent in front of him launched an attack is different from when he hunted, this time it is you dead and alive...

- has become a beast, a complete beast...

And now, this beast is about to attack the other beast, the outcome of this battle has been predestined before it begins, only one side's guns can still stand on the battlefield, and only one side of the bayonet will be plunged into the dirt to enjoy eternal rest, and those who survive... Engage the back with another bayonet.

Click~ But just as the boy took the first step, a hand... A rough hand rested lightly on his shoulder, while the other was on the hand where he was holding the gun.

The

boy looked at the owner of the palms in confusion, it was not that he couldn't break free, in fact, as long as the boy wanted to, he could crush these not very powerful palms at any time, but the boy didn't do that, but looked at him silently, looking at him in confusion...

The boy didn't speak, but stretched out his finger and pointed at the airship in the distance, as if to tell him.

The enemy is over there... That's where the enemy is.

"I know, but people here need our help more." Emir said slowly, taking the boy's hand slowly.

He still can't speak, he can't say a word, he just points out his goals like an animal....

"Now we don't need this gun." Emir said to the boy.

The old man's hand belongs to the farmer's hand, and these hands are used to hold the pitchfork, and at this moment, these wide hands hold a pair of hands without wrinkles, and it can be seen that it is the palm of a young man, and the boy's palm has a lot of sludge and a lot of soot, but it can be seen that under this sludge, it is still a pair of white and clean palms... Even though the sludge on his palms had already solidified and the smoke had already penetrated into the flesh, the Emir believed that he could clean it if he could hold his hand and wash it well, because his eyes were still clear.

Absolutely....

In the face of Emir's words, the boy still did not open his mouth to express a single meaning, but the clear eyes were full of doubts and puzzles, he did not understand why Emir should leave the enemy alone, knowing that the enemy was so close to them, as long as he destroyed those enemies, wouldn't it?

“...... The people here are a little closer to us. The emir seemed to understand the boy's confusion, understood what he was wondering, and then opened his hand to the people who were clumped on the ground by the bombardment.

"We're going to help them."

The boy looked in the direction the emir was pointing, and as his gaze shifted, the voice of his representative entered the boy's ears.

"Help!! My husband is buried in this! "

Martha! Help me! My daughter! "

Daddy!!"

In this short moment, all kinds of sounds poured into the boy's ears, and at this moment his hearing seemed to be expanded, these sounds were never heard before, these were things that he had never seen before, what did he see before?

Whoosh – boom!!

Huge bombs fell from the sky, and huge explosions resounded throughout the streets...

Tick...... Something fell....

The boy touched his cheek, and something dripped down his face.

The boy looked at the red on his fingertips, he was not injured, but where did the blood come from?

The boy didn't understand, when will it rain red in the sky?

But the boy will soon understand....

Tick ~ Tick Tick ~ Tick Tick ~ The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier, and the red raindrops hit the boy's body and the streets, rendering the whole world red, and there are blood-red patches everywhere...

The boy stretched out his hands, and the blood rained down on his palms, gathering together...

"Let's go! Come on! Emir grabbed the boy by the arm and ran to the side, the screams and wails around him were much quieter than before, why?

Da~ Gradually, bigger raindrops began to fall from the sky...

"Oh my God—" Emir couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the hellish scene, even the deepest hell was far less than the earth they were walking on at the moment.

"Saving !!"

But the emir knew that he could not stop himself, that there were still people in danger, and that he had to help them.

"Let's go." The emir pulled the boy away from the battlefield.

The boy did not speak, but silently followed behind the emir.

Rumble!!! The bombardment in the sky continues, the wailing on the ground continues, the Grim Reaper is still wielding the scythe in his hand, silently harvesting the creatures in the city little by little, and countless lives are wailing countless blood for this...

"Help!" Emile took the boy to the nearest survivor, or the whole city was a survivor...

"Ah!!hh The screams of people are so harsh, but the hum of the airship and the explosion of the bombing and the crackling sound of the house burning, in comparison, the sound of people's participation has become faint, even if you prick up your ears, you can't hear the voice of people, in the face of the disaster, this sound has become so blurred, even if the sound between people is dozens of meters away, it has become blurred, not to mention the sky?

"Hold on, I'm coming." Emir Emir stretched out his hand to help an old man buried in the collapsed ruins, the collapsed ruins burned with raging flames, the burning flames became erratic under the push of the air, as if his life would drift away at any time, and he himself was the fuel of this fire, just like the lowest coal side, as the flames burned, his body and life would also turn into ashes little by little, dissipate in the air, and when the flames were extinguished, his life would also burn to the end...

But only if there is no one to save him.

"Hold on..."Emile struggled to open the ruins on the man's body, and the stone that had been burned by the fire became hot at the moment, which made Emile grit his teeth the moment it made contact, but he couldn't give up because of this.

But fate was so unfair at the moment, a beam with a burning surface that had turned into charcoal appeared in front of the emir, and this beam weighed at least a few hundred catties, which was a weight that the emir could never carry now.

And with it, he saw the light of day again, and the flickering flames were like the demons of hell seeing the sun of the world, and became so excited and excited, he was beating, and gathered on the beam, and they became so strong and burned so fully when they got the fuel, but unfortunately the fuel at the bottom did not increase because of this, and the death of his life was about to be intensified with the burning of this beam, and the countdown entered a state of acceleration.

"Help... Help..."The man was speechless at the moment.

"No... Hold on. Looking at the scene in front of him, Emir's heart was anxious, and at this moment, he was not thinking about whether he could afford to carry this beam, but lamenting that he was still a step too slow.

Whew~ A gust of wind blew, like the whisper of the devil, the whirring wind was like the whisper of the devil, silently pushing open the gate of hell, and the consequence of opening the gate of hell is that the demons existing in the world have become more numerous.

But demons need food, they need nourishment, they need nourishment for them, and where is that now?

The beam in front of you is fuel, and the life under the beam is fuel.

Zi~ The flame burned even greater, and the entire beam became a complete pillar of fire between the agitation of the wind...

But I should be able to save all this, as long as I can...

The emir stretched out his hands to the flaming beam.

Who~ When the flesh came into contact with the burning beam, there was a slight pop, and it was hard to imagine how much pain it took just by hearing this sound, but...

It was not the Emir who lifted the beam, but the boy who had been silently watching from the sidelines, and he helped the Emir.

"Thank you." Emile could only express his gratitude to the boy in a hurry, because he had more important things to do.

That's saving people.