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spn Roosevelt died of a cerebral hemorrhage in Washington, but Zhang Shusheng sat in front of the 3 screen of the Compound Eye Battlefield Observation System, eating the Lan Zhuan hand that He Ning had just made, while watching the bombing of Tokyo.

"The taste of the scattered hand is really good. You have learned real skills from your sister-in-law." Zhang Shusheng finished eating the few scattered hand in the bowl, but was still a little unsatisfied. The method of scattered hand is similar to that of scattered noodles. It is a type of dry mix after cooking. Add sprouts, sprinkle oil and chili, poured with aged vinegar and other seasonings. It tastes very good.

"Hehe, if it tastes delicious, I'll cook another bowl.,

He Ning lay next to him. At this time, the door of the office was closed. Zhang Shusheng and her were sitting in front of a projection screen, watching the real-time picture sent back from Tokyo.

After He Ning came to the office, Zhang Shusheng turned off the 3 projections and changed them to screen projections. It was too much... things from the times are usually not revealed in front of his family. It's not that he is afraid that they will not keep them confidential, but that he really doesn't want to affect their understanding and feelings about this era too much. Just take the lead appropriately. [

The electrical appliances and many supplies in his home are actually ahead of the times for quite a few years.

The screen is divided into 2 screens, one screen shows the situation in Tokyo and the other screen shows the situation in the air.

Looking around, half of Tokyo's urban area within the field of view has begun to burn, and the sky-sky fire can clearly capture details even at a height of several thousand meters. Although there is no sight of the streets filled with humiliation in the picture, the Japanese himself who is fleeing in a hurry, he can see some red light balls moving.

That is the infrared characteristic of the escaped population marked by the compound eye system.

At present, about 20 areas in Tokyo have been bombed, and what is even more deadly is that the fires have also started to burn.

"The second wave of bombing has begun!" Zhang Shusheng put down his bowl and said to He Ning who seemed to understand it. He Ning nodded and snuggled beside him and asked some questions on the screen from time to time.

Tokyo, somewhere underground waterway.

Relying on the powerful flashlight in his hand, Yang Zhengyi was "touching" and moving forward in the sewer in Tokyo. The only guide tool in his hand was a compass. In the predetermined direction, he was walking through the intricate sewer.

Although Tokyo is not a world-class metropolis, it has partially learned from the West in terms of urban construction.

Along the way, Yang Zhengyi had to deal with the complex terrain of the underground waterway, but also had to wade into sewage from time to time before passing through. These difficulties may be difficult for ordinary people, but for a well-trained agent, it is simply the simplest survival escape game.

Although it is in the underground waterway, it does not mean absolute safety.

boom……,

Another violent explosion sounded. Based on the training he received, he judged that the explosion occurred within a range of 200-500 meters, and the sound of a heavy 1,000kg meter was not known which important Tokyo target was bombed again.

At first, the bombing sound he heard was relatively orderly, basically concentrated in one direction or several directions, but next, he could hear the loud explosion from all directions.

This shows that the bombing of the night attack aircraft group has begun to shift from key bombing to differential bombing.

"Maybe another wave of aircraft is coming." Yang Zhengyi guessed, while using the light of the flashlight to move forward as quickly as possible in the underground waterway. If a bomb falls on the surface of a certain sewer, it will be a big deal.

He found that the underground waterways in this section were particularly complex and had many branches. This situation indicates that there were very bustling streets or a large population nearby.

“9:40!”

I raised my wrist and looked at my watch. I found that the night bombing had been going on for almost an hour, and the whole of Tokyo should be "chaos" enough.[

After walking for more than two minutes, suddenly a noise came.

“x…”

Is there a 〖Day〗 myself?!

Yang Zhengyi reacted immediately. It seemed that he had the same purpose of escaping his life, and he hid in the sewer. Judging from the dense explosions, the nearby area should have begun to be bombed, and it seems that there is a tendency to intensify.

It is natural for these Japanese people who are familiar with the nearby terrain to escape into the underground waterway.

After touching the mp45 submachine gun in his arms, he did not change his direction, but continued to move forward. This groundwater main road leads to the suburbs.

"There are people over there!"

Just after turning a wrong way, Yang Zhengyi and a dozen Japanese people discovered each other.

More than a dozen Japanese people crawled into the underground waterway in a hurry. It seemed that they were in a group, and they didn't see more people coming down. In a panic, people would rather choose to run to the place they think is safe and could choose to escape from the sewer. They were either ruthless people like Yang Zhengyi, or they were forced to the death by explosions or fires.

Yang Zhengyi guessed it right. At this time, the street above his head was already burning, explosions were heard one after another, and the fire began to burn one after another. The speed of the fire tongue was even faster than the crowded crowds of people who fled. Sometimes the crowd could not even escape the spread of the fire. There were too many people, crowded and trampled everywhere, how to escape quickly.

The other party's team of more than a dozen people first looked at Yang Zhengyi, and then asked in Japanese.

"Who are you?"

Yang Zhengyi said: I am from Sangxia Street and I just escaped from there."

When the flashlight shone, he realized that most of the dozen people were wearing only a little clothes, and some even had a lollipop. It was obvious that the escape was rushed, let alone flashlights, candles and food.

Before Yang Zhengyi met them, they kept 'tugging' and moving forward, and they didn't walk far in ten minutes.

Seeing Yang Zhengyi's intact clothes, flashlights, and backpacks, these Japanese people suddenly started to think about it.

At this time, the place where the ground was bombed and the fire was burning, the tragic situation of the Japanese was obvious. Where the place was not bombed, it was a man-made tragedy.

Especially those streets close to the bombed areas and the fire areas, a lot of them were warned, suppressed by the government, and almost unable to survive. The Japanese people began to "spontaneously" violently. Their actions were very simple, which was to grab the property or food they liked, and to snatch the women from rich families whom they had been thinking about for a long time, and to force them to hand over them.

Obviously, what Yang Zhengyi had attracted great interest.

"Give us your stuff or not..."

This group of naked Japanese people surrounded him, regardless of who Yang Zhengyi was or whether he was the Japanese person. As long as he was not from their group, his nose would not be able to escape. Perhaps he would be drowned in the sewage after being stolen.

Yang Zhengyi stood in the sewage deep in Qi Da T's legs, smiled, too lazy to say more, and took out the island from his arms, and pulled the trigger fiercely in amazement among the other group of people.

"I'll fuck you and your mother's escape are all this promising. I'll give you a ride." For Japanese himself, except for his wife, Yang Zhengyi had almost no good feelings for any Japanese himself, and at most he had no bad feelings for some of his students. The Japanese himself in front of him even killed him casually.

After sweeping the submachine guns, I fell into the sewage for more than a dozen days, and the blood stained the sewage red.

"It seems that the poisonous smoke caused by the fire is coming in."

Seeing that thick smoke began to float from the sewer, Yang Zhengyi put on the gas mask again and continued to move forward.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but he only felt hungry twice along the way and ate twice. A section of the way even almost buried him there. A blew down into the sewer that fell on his body, a stone hit his back, and reached out to wipe it all with blood. It seemed that the injury was not very light.

I heard explosions all the way, from the medium density at the beginning to the point where it started to be heard from all directions. Slowly, it was not until the time was about 4 a.m. that the explosions began to sparse, but the thick smoke from the combustion continued to fill the underground waterways.

Finally, after checking the position, Yang Zhengyi came to an exit and opened the stone manhole cover on it and drilled it out.

After walking in the underground waterway for seven or eight hours, I found that the sky above Tokyo was bright and I could only look back and find the fire that soared into the sky, let alone the sky was illuminated like the dawn.

This is a suburb. He didn't stop for too long. In the light, you can vaguely see a hill ahead.

"call!"

Finally climbed the low-high hill, with no one nearby. It seemed that even the people in the suburbs had run away, while the people in the city were blocked by bombing and fire.

“What a beautiful night.”

Looking around, Yang Zhengyi saw that most of Tokyo was burning.

He didn't know that more than 700 Chinese bombers dropped thousands of tons of napkin over Tokyo that night, especially the subsequent waves, and the bomber group was all equipped with napkin.

The rule of bombing is to ignite the city and set fires everywhere on the periphery of the city, which ultimately resulted in at least more than 200 fires in the entire Tokyo.

For Tokyo, where most buildings are made of wooden buildings, these 200 fires that burned for the middle of the night will bring destruction to the city.

Yang Zhengyi is in a relatively high position, but he can still see the illuminated red sky covered with smoke that even the strong wind blows away.

A city with many wooden buildings was ignited by more than 2,000 napalm, and the final result was that at first glance, it seemed that the entire city was burning.

"This time, Tokyo will have at least hundreds of thousands of casualties."

Yang Zhengyi didn’t know how many people were killed by bombing, how many people died of looting, and how many people were burned and trampled to death.

All he knew was that the entire Tokyo was in a fire, and hundreds of thousands of casualties were the least.

Tokyo is not in China, and the fire brigade is still the most primitive. In today's situation, even if the domestic fire brigade takes action, it is useless, and the whole city is about to burn.

He must leave immediately, otherwise a large amount of poisonous smoke will blow, which may cause spreading damage.
Chapter completed!