The Legendary Mechanic

The marching crowd, the angry shouts, the burning flames, the frenzied atmosphere.

The flag of Golan fluttered in the rolling black smoke.

"We demand the truth!"

"No to the tyranny of Golan!"

"Hand over all the people involved in the Minmuk organization!"

"Step down! Step down!"

The square in front of the Golan State Building was crowded with people, countless faces were fierce and angry, countless placards were raised in the air, countless arms were waving hard, and chaotic hisses broke through the clouds.

Rows of heavily armed guards stood in front of the State House building, their faces serious, holding up blast shields to form a cordon, time and again withstanding the crowd's pushing and bumping, dull collisions sounded frequently.

Broken glass, empty shells, trampled cans, banners full of footprints, debris everywhere, fires burning, sprinkled with snowflake-like flying ashes, blackened scorch marks on the ground mixed with congealed blood, emitting an unpleasant and pungent smell.

Because of the many attacks organized by the Minmusk, the Golan government has continuously strengthened its control, and countless people had believed it to be true, but later on, some informed sources exposed the inside story, and it turned out that the actions of the Minmusk actually had the authorization of the Golan government. When these tricks were exposed, a fierce rebellion broke out among the people of Golan. Countless people felt that they were being teased and took to the streets to protest and demonstrate, and this situation has continued for many days.

Public opinion was raging, and the Golan state government could not stand it, it could no longer control the situation. At this time, a group of civil resistance forces demonstrated in front of the state government building and charged the tower directly, no high level was willing to risk their heads in such a stormy situation.

In the crowd, Sean's thin body was knocked to the east and west, but his hands were clutching the flagpole, holding high the flag of Golan, following the crowd shouting slogans at the top of his voice.

His hair, which he hadn't bothered to wash for days, was knotted in locks, reflecting the oil, and his neck was strained with a sinew, his handsome young face was twisted and grim, haggard but emotional.

"Shawn ...... Shawn!"

The shouting around deafening, almost inaudible what he was saying, until the voice shouting his name slowly approaching and repeated seven or eight times, Sean only vaguely heard someone calling himself, turned his head to look at the source of the voice.

Only to see a short, stout young man peeled away from the crowd, shoulders on the waist arch, struggling to advance, full of cross flesh face dripping with sweat, he was nursing a small package in his arms, followed by several other youths of the same age, together struggling to squeeze to Sean's side.

"Mag, what brings you here? Didn't your family oppose your participation in the resistance march ......"

Shawn stared at the short and stout youths with wide eyes, a face of surprise, because shouting for too long, throat tearing general pain, voice hoarse beyond words.

These people in front of him are his neighbors, hair children, usually play together in the dead, but because of the strong opposition of their respective families, these dead parties did not participate in the demonstration organized by the Golan civil resistance.

Only his own family relatives died very early, no one to stop, so with a passion, spontaneous participation in the demonstration action.

"Hey, we are sneaking out."

Margo hehe smiled, the package will open a slit, only to see that inside is a bit of paint off the green military canteen and a few bags of instant food, in addition to some wrist guards, elbow pads and other sports defense equipment.

Without consulting Sean's opinion, Magoo took it upon himself to hang the package strap on Sean's body, followed by grabbing the Golan flag that Sean was waving in his hand without any reason.

Shawn subconsciously grabbed, but can not shake Mag's stable and strong palm, can not get back the banner, can not help but be surprised, said: "What are you doing?

"What are you doing?"

"What else can I do, of course, is to wave the flag for you here, I am almost vomited by the smell of sweat on your body, look at your current appearance, how long have you not rested? Don't worry, we're here to hold the fort and take your place, you go eat something and rest first ...... wah wah wah! Protest against tyranny!"

Mague tone of voice rightfully, took Sean's place, here to raise the flag, followed the crowd together with excited hissed two.

"It's too chaotic here, you guys don't have to come ......" Sean was helpless.

"What kind of talk is that? You can come we can not come? Who doesn't want to contribute to Golan? If not for the tight watch at home, we would have followed you to the parade." Magoo pretended to be unhappy and said loudly: "It is because of the chaos here, we have to come to look after you, what is your temper we still do not understand it, hot blood on the head regardless of the consequences, with this small body, are not afraid of being crushed by others? We do not come, you out of danger how to do?"

Shawn lips mumbled a little, hesitantly said: "But your family ......"

"Okay, okay, where do you get so much nonsense, this will know worry now? Why don't you worry about yourself before?" Mag one hand slapped Sean's shoulder hard, grinning broadly: "You dare to come over, what we dare not?"

Sean heart moved, huffed, "you guys, make me a little want to cry ......"

"Come on, all brothers, do not say thank you words to disgust me." Mag thumbs up, the top of the chest, raised eyebrows, "Don't worry, who called you our little brother, I cover you."

A few other diehards also laughed at the words, reaching out to rub Sean's head. Among all friends, Sean's body is notoriously thin and thin, so usually Mag and other friends will take care of him, treating him like a brother.

Shawn only felt the heat flowing in his heart and his eyes warming up.

His relatives died early, the closest is this group of dead friends hair, are like-minded young people, at this time to feel the goodwill and concern of friends, he only felt originally tired body seems to inject a new vitality.

"...... good, then this place is in your hands, I'll go to the side to slow down."

Sean pursed his dry and cracked lips, did not continue to pretend to refuse the goodwill of several dead friends, nodded heavily.

"Go ahead and go."

Mag waved his hand indifferently and turned his head to hiss excitedly along with the crowd.

Sean's face flowed into a smile, tightened the thick package on his body, and was about to force his way out of the crowd.

However, at the very next moment, the sharp and piercing air defense sirens rang out abruptly from afar and quickly spread throughout the city!

"Wooooooooooooo..."

Both the protesting crowd and the guards in front of the State House building were all startled, the crowd subconsciously stopped demonstrating, the guards slowed down the force in their hands, and all looked to the sky with puzzled and bewildered expressions.

"What's going on?"

Sean and the deadly friends around him were also startled, looking left and right, full of confusion.

Suddenly, a sharp breaking whistling sound came from far and near, and a smoke trail suddenly appeared in the sky, falling from the sky and planting itself between the buildings in the distance.

Just as the crowd was puzzled, the next moment, a piercing popping sound suddenly exploded!

"BOOM!!!"

The shock wave that exploded violently swept through the streets and alleys, like a hurricane whistling, and everywhere it passed, all the glass of all the buildings shattered!

The crowd's wide pupils, reflecting the spread of the shock wave, the next second, wrapped in countless debris, broken pieces of the shock wave came violently, overturning the crowd in the square, everyone was shaken to the ground!

Sean fell heavily to the ground, the residual force has not been eliminated, but also dragged out several meters, arms, thighs rubbed out blood, a strand of blood from the forehead dripped down, blurred the vision of one eye, the brain was hit by the shock, resulting in the world in the eyes of the sky, eardrums buzzing endlessly, the whole person chest tightness to vomit.

He looked up in horror, only to see that the distant city complex had changed its scene drastically, there was a violent explosion, buildings collapsed and turned into ruins, abruptly and wildly dancing flames rose to the sky, smoke rolled and transformed into a mushroom.

"Air, air attack! It's a missile?!"

Shawn fiercely stared, full of disbelief.

Panic spread across the square in an instant, and all the protesting crowd and the guarded guards all revealed a look of horror.

And at that moment, a small black dot suddenly appeared in the distant sky, only to see a fighter jet flying in the direction of the Golan State House building, flying towards the position of the crowd, raging.

Seeing this scene, the crowd woke up like a dream, screaming through the clouds.

"Run!!!"

"Enemy attack!!!"

The crowd scattered and fled, unable to care about anything else, and the placards for the demonstration were instantly thrown all over the place.

In an instant, the square fell into disorderly chaos, many people were pushed and fell, and instantly drowned in the panic to escape the tide of people, no sound.

Sean has been completely frozen, sitting paralyzed in place with his mouth wide open.

Looking to be trampled by the crowd, just then, a strong force came from the shoulder, a moment to drag him up.

Only to see Mag has risen, covered in blood, somehow came over, a close call will be Sean pulled up from the ground, a strong push on Sean's shoulders, toppling him out, full of anxiety, angrily shouted.

"What are you still standing there? Quickly escape ah!"

Shawn brain confusion, is already a muddle, strong panic and survival consciousness, so he has no time to think about other, instinctively in accordance with the inertia of mechanical swing arms, stumbling to follow the crowd of desperate run.

Until running out of a good distance, Shawn was like a dream to wake up, hurried back to look for Mag and a group of dead friends.

But on the way to escape, the crowd has been swept away by the crowd.

"Shoo shoo shoo--"

More whistling sounds came from the sky, and he subconsciously looked back, only to see a fighter jet flying close to the Golan State House building, the Rylan emblem on the shell reflecting a blinding fire.

One by one, the mounted close-range missiles were shot out from the belly of the fighter, trailing a long tail flame and hitting the perimeter of the Golan building precisely.

Rumble, rumble, rumble...

A series of violent explosions rang out, instantly disfiguring the state capital building, leaving it riddled with holes, and illuminating the faces of terrified people in a ball of fire.

In full view of everyone, the Golan State House building collapsed, falling on the broken square, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.

In the reflection of Sean's pupils, the

The flag of Golan burned away in the raging flames.