Chapter 391: You will not regret it?

At five o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was dimly yellow, the sky was mixed with large patches of blood, and the wind was blowing cold.
This kind of weather is an unlucky celestial phenomenon in some Chinese Fengshui books, but now I am afraid everyone knows that this is a disaster of swordsmen, because the entire Korean peninsula is in cruel war.
From three or four o'clock in the afternoon, there was a lot of light snow, and the ice and snow fell into the neck, making it extremely cold.
For He Ming, naturally nothing happened. In the wind and snow, he stood on the top floor of a high-rise building in Seoul, using high-tech telescopes to admire the still cruelty. The two sides resorted to full-fledged war.
There was no one around, and at five o’clock in the afternoon, the sky was already very dark. In the old city that never sleeps, the South Korean capital finally turned off the lights for the first time. It was even darker than the North Korean capital. However, the night brought more cruel fighting, the North Korean Army By throwing arson objects into the enemy's position, lighting up, and then carrying out an assault.
And enter the very dark high-rise Daxia, clean up layer by layer. The citizens who haven't escaped are all taken prisoners. Soldiers are also escorted to do some work on the spot. Don't think about sleeping. Only children have this right. They cried enough, and finally fell asleep after eating something.
North Korea’s national power is mobilized. Almost all men have joined the battle. There are countless light weapons from the huge arsenal of the former Soviet Union. Each soldier can go to the battlefield with only 2 bullets. Because there are not enough bullets, there are everywhere. The companions and the enemy's. As for food, there is no need to bring food. Seoul is a big city with supermarkets and KFC stores everywhere.
If you can save your life, you must be living well.
"War makes you mature quickly." He Ming watched the battle with a high-definition binoculars, and lit a Korean cigarette for himself, which was obtained by sweeping away a messy supermarket. It's fine to smoke other cigarettes occasionally.
There is no one around, and Dahao has gone, and He Fang, and his wives, big and small, have returned to the world of the dead to enjoy. The earth is really boring. If you want to watch the Peninsula War, the invisible high technology of the world of the dead is in the sky. , Shooting in outer space is very clear and wonderful. There is a place where you want to see it. It is as good as "Trumen's World" if you want to see a soldier's struggle.
And, even better, the people on earth know nothing about it.
The little wives wanted to come to accompany He Ming, but He Ming refused, because he was with them and had no entertainment. He must have on the battlefield. Then there must be a sudden cannon bombarding the room, or some soldiers broke into to feast their eyes. It's not fun.
He Ming can only wait patiently. There are about seven or eight Supermen who need to take home, including relatives, brother son, and two Supergirls.
I really regret that so many Supermans were created under the impulse that the world of the dead are envied. Little Superman is enough. Really, it's good now. The atomic bomb can't be cleaned up. Other Supermans have little hope of attacking, only sending gods and demons. life.
It's a pity that the gods and demons have very few lives. He Ming's wives will never do this kind of labor. As for the chairman and others, just kidding, the chairman will deal with these supermen? It's better to start a full-scale war. There is no leader of a country who rushes a group of fighters.
I had to wait for the order and watch the war. Such a fierce conflict with millions of people dominated by light weapons is really amazing. It is definitely destined to leave a fortune in the history of war, surpassing the defense of Stalingrad, and eternally set in history.
This is something that Universe Smecta and Golden Sun dream of, but the two have never thought of passing on in such a way.
In just half a day, the two sides invested more than 2 million troops. North Korea strives to overwhelm South Korea with one mouthful of pressure. South Korea strives to delay time and engage in a protracted war. Because the economic capacity is dozens of times that of North Korea, the time given to South Korea is no good for North Korea. Sing, even if China gets a huge former Soviet Union, it will at most throw a lot of broken equipment to Brother Golden Sun.
But Citigroup is different. The representative of the free country, the real man, can’t participate in the war and give full support-99% of the military experts in the world are not optimistic about North Korea, and 1% of them are North Korean military experts. .
He Ming knows that many people know that if North Korea conquered Seoul in one fell swoop and fully penetrated the southern part of the island to Chungcheongbuk-do, then it already has a great chance of winning. It can then enter Jeollanam-do and finally Busan.
At that time, even if the navy would never attack Jeju Island, what could Jeju Island do with less than 2,000 square kilometers of land? Build a small Republic of Korea, a real island nation with a population of several million?
Smecta must be off many people.
Throwing away the cigarette butts, He Ming sat on the top floor of the high-rise building, without stopping the binoculars to observe the battle, deeply fascinated, but still heard the voice behind him, and soon a group of panicked South Korean soldiers came up from the staircase, all with big heads. Khan, panting, a person who looked like a captain calmed his breath, and said: "Quickly check the weapon status and reload. The enemy is coming up. The number of people is several times that of us. We must occupy a favorable position to fight resolutely and wait for rescue "
Before the captain finished speaking, a few soldiers touched the captain lightly, and then everyone looked at the man sitting on the edge of the roof.
Soon expressions of hatred, hatred, pleading, etc. appeared on the faces of all South Korean soldiers. Obviously, that strong back figure, that familiar suit, who could have anyone besides the abs.
Otherwise, how could such a strong man sit on the rooftop and wait for suicide? He would have been taken away as a soldier by the military for the first time.
The U.S.-South Korea command is now thirsty for soldiers, and only knows that when they are used.
No way, I encountered a madman who sent 10 million people across the country to fight like General Kim, and his fighting spirit was like a madman. I was really crazy when I entered South Korea. The KFC store was swept away by North Korean soldiers. No food is left.
As for the South Korean army, look at the big stars in Korean dramas who have muscles and a feminine spirit in their souls to know how their fighting spirit is.
Just a simple example, North Korea can drill soldiers to death, is it difficult for South Korea?
"Leave him alone, we are preparing for the final battle, don't let the Chinese people take it lightly!" The captain gritted his teeth and glanced at He Ming, then wiped away the tears of a particularly young soldier, and helped him tidy his neckline. "Even if we sacrifice quickly, the country will not forget the contributions we have made. We are the last hope. We cannot lose courage. Then no one in the cold country will stand up and say no to tyranny. Believe in ourselves, we will definitely victory!"
"Fight!" The South Korean soldiers took advantage one by one, and the North Korean soldiers who were waiting for the stairs to come out soon threw a...flashing grenade. Suddenly, an extremely bright light flashed, and then "sudden, sudden ,sudden……"
The k2 assault rifle fired rhythmically. The screams of several North Korean soldiers sounded on the spot, followed by the sound of falling back into the stairwell.
"Grenade!" A few South Korean soldiers immediately threw the grenade into the stairwell. It exploded, and then everything fell silent, as if nothing happened.
He Ming has not looked back, watching the battle of tanks with spectacles. The Citi m1 Abrams main battle tank is still so invincible. The more invincible Citi heard that this tank is used by even the militia...the number exceeds 10,000.
But now it was very pitiful. As soon as he showed up, there was a little Superman who couldn't be killed by bullets holding two large squares in his hand. The next moment a dense rocket exploded violently, lighting up the night sky.
Fighting everywhere, from tall buildings to the streets, there are as many snipers as feathers. From time to time, North Korean soldiers suddenly pounced on the street, exploding a hole of blood on their backs, and the body was covered with blood from the rolling of large-caliber sniper bullets No doubt he would die if he shot his limbs. There was no rescue from the International Red Cross, and the blood drained and died soon.
Compared with such intensive battles, chasing in the African wilderness is called freedom and romance.
The battle became fierce behind him, and many bullets hit He Ming's back, head, or ears. It felt like a butterfly touched, and it was quite itchy. At the same time, the smell of blood gradually thickened, and finally a South Korean soldier came over crying and begged: "Brother Abdomen, please help us! We don't want to die."
He Ming looked at him, a standard South Korean young man under 25 years old. Judging from his outfit, he should be a militia unit, because the clothes are obviously all equipment taken from the dead.
"No problem, but you're sure you won't regret it. You won't scold me for wasting your time when you die? Because there is a place called ‘cosmic explosion’."
Seeing that He Ming easily agreed to help them, the South Korean soldiers immediately shook their heads with joy and said: "Absolutely not, absolutely not!" At the same time, he thought to himself that ghosts know what a cosmic explosion is.
He Ming knew what he was thinking, and he would definitely raise his thumbs up.
"OK!" He Ming smiled, his body turned into a light, and there were 14 soldiers who were still alive, including the captain who had been shot. They were caught in his hands by him, and the next moment, he went into the air for a thousand meters. , North Korean soldiers rushed to occupy the rooftops, only to find a few dead men with expressions on their faces like a ghost. How could it be possible that a few dead men had such a strong firepower?
Because the real fire of the sun has the aura ability, and because the sun itself is a huge aura, an invisible powerful force, He Ming easily controlled 14 mortals, even though they were so scared that they lost their weapons and were tightly packed into a ball.
"Guys, where do you want to go? Huaxia, the world overlord without war, or the ghost of freedom and romance, or your southern city?"
"South, please take us to Suwon!" Everyone confirmed this place. Suwon was behind Seoul and absolutely not fallen. And the Osan military base behind Seoul, they didn't want to go back, they would definitely be sent to the battlefield once they went back.
There will be no luck next time. Seoul is so big and there is only one abs.
He Ming flew towards Suwon at high speed, and soon saw a city with an ancient city. The South Korean soldiers shouted, "This is Suwon, this is it!"
Landing on the streets of a relatively prosperous market, the soldiers' feet softened, and only bowed their heads to show their life-saving grace.
"Then I'm leaving. Have a good night." He Ming smiled and waved away. He happened to be hungry. This ghost place hadn't fallen yet, but soon he turned into a ghost and flashed into a street corner. When he came out, he was in a suit. A large jacket was put on the outside, with a cross on the front and a demon head behind him. It was very realistic and the top sports lining in the world of the dead.
He also wears a pair of large magic crystals on his face, and also wears a hat, because he wants to eat in this place. If he is recognized as an abs, these carbon-based monkeys will certainly not do their own business, even if they do. After the business, it must be "Bah, Bah, Bah, Bah..."
Then he brought it up with a smile on his face. "Brother Abdomen, please enjoy it." He must have a look of respect waiting for Taijun. In fact, in order to appreciate the wonderful process of Brother Abdomen eating his saliva, it must be worth a lifetime.
The water used to come and go, and there were a lot of pedestrians who looked flustered, but there were also some people who were not afraid of death to do business, because the rewards were very generous, not only the price increased several times, but also the number of people who fled from Seoul was like a cow, and they were hungry. Business is definitely going well.
Many government workers shouted loud horns and demanded that men who had received military service come out and contribute their strength to the country. Some military personnel held guns to catch strong men on the spot. Regardless of the women crying and making trouble, they pushed into the troop truck on the spot, waiting for others Go to a full battlefield.
"Hey, come that strong man!" He Ming snickered. He was so strong that he was so conspicuous. However, the next moment, the staff member who found He Ming took a breath, and He Ming suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"I'm too tired, too nervous? So am I hell?"
He Ming appeared on a street where food was sold. The taste of various foods immediately made him lick his tongue. He was hungry and decided to have a big meal.
Let’s start with the first stall, a stall commonly seen in Korean dramas. A simple mobile stall is built with plastic sheeting. There are all kinds of food, from boiled to grilled food.
There were a few tables and plastic stools in front of the stall. After He Ming sat down, he learned the appearance of big characters in Korean dramas and called the boss several times, "Boss, come and serve food." But he didn't see her coming and couldn't help but look back.
The owner is a middle-aged woman. Almost all the stall owners and staff here are because the men disappeared all of a sudden, and of course they were afraid of being captured by the government as soldiers.
She looked at He Ming like an idiot, then curled her lips, with a very classic Korean expression, "Not only did she wear sunglasses and a stupid hat at night, she also wore a swagger, like a cross. Ugly rooster clothes...Do you think the government like you can’t see that you are not a man? Also, stupid boy, you need to buy food from me, pay for it, and then take it to the table to eat."
Looking around, He Ming shrugged, gave a wry smile, got up to buy food, Bang Bang, I curse you to perish your country overnight, and enjoy the everlasting light and heat under the leadership of the Golden Sun.
After learning Smecta's way of speaking, He Ming bowed his head and said, "Don't underestimate me~EbookFREE.me~ I am a man among men. You can tell by looking at my appetite."
"Humph", the middle-aged woman curled her mouth, raised her eyebrows, shrugged her shoulders, and lowered her head mysteriously and said: "Don't underestimate me-brat, don't forget to tell you, because of the war, prices have increased by three times. , The man among men, I...5 times."
"No problem, what I have is money. I believe you should collect US dollars, right." From his pocket, in fact, from private space, he took out a wad of unopened 10,000 US dollars and put it in his hand for a while, and then, The young woman Smecta smiled kindly, and then, He Ming's appetite made her "ah" slowly open her mouth, without closing it...
Five minutes later, He Ming ate all the food in her stall, about 300 people.
"Yeah! Watch me continue to eat." After leaving triumphantly, He Ming walked towards the second stall. Nearby South Koreans, including refugees, stopped crying and cast unbelievable glances.
Is this guy a fairy or a monster?
Can he still eat?
ps: Second more.