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Last Second

In the post-apocalyptic wasteland, young Chen Zhe found himself on the run after robbing supplies from the Mo gang. Despite the dire situation, he remained humorous and cheerful. One day, while evading pursuers in an abandoned city, he heard hurried footsteps behind him. Turning around, he saw the Mo gang's leader, Mo Bang, leading the chase personally. "Wow, Mr. Mo, your gang really goes all out! So many people just to catch little old me!" Chen Zhe said with a grin, as if he were chatting with an old friend. Mo Bang sneered, "Kid, today is the day you die!" "Die? I don't think so." Chen Zhe's eyes twinkled as he grabbed a metal rod from the rubble and assumed a fighting stance. Mo Bang motioned for his men to attack. Chen Zhe, agile and quick, darted among the ruins, using the obstacles to his advantage. He constantly taunted his pursuers with his humor. "Oops, sorry, I run pretty fast. Hard to catch, huh?" he teased while dodging their blows. After a fierce battle, Chen Zhe saw his chance to escape. He climbed into an abandoned car, started the engine, and sped away. Mo Bang and his men could only watch in frustration as Chen Zhe disappeared into the distance. "Chen Zhe, next time you won't be so lucky!" Mo Bang shouted angrily. Chen Zhe laughed from the car, "Next time? I'll have an even better show prepared for you!" And so, Chen Zhe continued his adventures in the wasteland, using his humor and wit to escape danger time and again, becoming one of the most unique survivors in this desolate world.

Herry0802 · Horror
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21 Chs

War

Critical City, the last sanctuary for supernaturals, faced an unprecedented crisis. The Foundation's full-scale assault swept in like a storm, engulfing every corner in intense combat.

The sky over Critical City was shrouded in smoke and fire, the thunderous roar of battle echoing deafeningly. Foundation troops launched attacks from all directions, and despite the supernaturals' fierce resistance, the enemy's overwhelming force and advanced equipment made the battle exceedingly difficult.

At the northern defensive line of Critical City, Li Long, known as "Hand of Death" stood atop a high-rise, surveying the battlefield below. His gaze was sharp as an eagle's, his spear glinting with cold light. Seeing the enemy's vast army approaching, he took a deep breath and decided to join the fray personally.

"Everyone, concentrate fire! Don't let them breach the line!" His voice echoed through the communication devices of every soldier.

He leaped from the high-rise, his spear akin to a black lightning bolt, arcing through the air and striking with deadly precision at the enemy vanguard. Each swing accompanied by the shattering of metal and the cries of enemies. Li Long moved like a ghost across the battlefield, leaving a trail of enemy corpses in his wake.

In the central plaza of Critical City, Lin Qifeng led his bandits in a frontal assault against the Foundation's main forces. His domain rendered nearby metal weapons and armor useless, each swing delivering devastating blows.

"Come on, show me what you've got," Lin Qifeng calmly charged into the enemy ranks, showcasing his power to its fullest in the midst of battle.

His bandits matched his ferocity, unleashing their own abilities, forming a formidable defense line.

Meanwhile, the bandit leader, Liu Tian, strategized and commanded tactical retreats and counterattacks, crucial in the chaotic situation. His calm demeanor and decisive actions maintained order amidst the turmoil.

"Stay calm, everyone. We have a chance to strike back!" Liu Tian encouraged his troops, utilizing terrain advantages and setting traps that thwarted the enemy's advances.

In the southern part of Critical City, the Elder Mayor of the Nuclear Radiation Town led the townspeople in defense. Despite their rudimentary equipment, their familiarity with the terrain and unwavering determination successfully repelled numerous assaults.

Critical City was plunged into relentless warfare; supernaturals battled the Foundation's army fiercely. Every corner witnessed life-and-death struggles, the outcome uncertain, but each individual fought for their beliefs.

In a secluded corner, Bai Mo and Chen Zhe stood silently in the street, watching as familiar streets became unfamiliar and dangerous. Bai Mo spoke expressionlessly, "The Foundation's power is truly terrifying; they seem to be everywhere."

Chen Zhe shrugged, opening a small device to investigate nearby energy fluctuations. He replied earnestly, "This thing can detect nearby supernaturals."

At that moment, a convoy of Foundation armored vehicles approached from the end of the street, their harsh voice blaring from the speakers, "All residents must evacuate this area within ten minutes, or be treated as insurgents."

Bai Mo tightened his grip on his weapon, his eyes flashing with determination. "We can't just sit idly by; we must find a way out."