MTL - The Legendary Mechanic (Transcendental Mechanic)

The parade crowd, angry shouts, burning flames, fanatical atmosphere.

The banner of Golan was flying in the billowing black smoke.

"We demand the truth!"

"Against Golan's tyranny!"

"Hand over all relevant personnel of the Mingmok organization!"

"Get down! Get down!"

The square in front of the Golan State Building was crowded with people, countless faces were fierce and angry, countless placards held high in the air, countless arms swung vigorously, and the messy roar broke through the clouds.

Rows of heavily armed guards stood in front of the Guofu Building, with serious faces, holding explosion-proof shields to form a cordon. They were pushed and hit by the crowd again and again, and dull collisions frequently sounded.

Broken glass, empty bullet casings, squashed cans, banners full of footprints, there are debris everywhere, the fire is burning, flying ash like snowflakes, the black scorch marks and solidified blood on the ground Mixed together, it exudes an unpleasant pungent smell.

Because of the multiple attacks organized by Minmok, the Golan Government has continuously strengthened its control. Countless people believed it to be true. However, people familiar with the matter later exposed the inside story. It turned out that Minmok's actions were actually instructed by the Golan Government. When these tricks were dismantled, fierce resistance broke out among the people of Golan. Countless people felt that they were being played around and took to the streets to protest and demonstrate. This situation has been going on for many days.

The public opinion was surging, and the Golan government was unable to withstand the situation. It was no longer able to control the situation. At this time, a group of civilian rebels demonstrated in front of the government building and directly rushed into the tower. No high-level leaders were willing to rise to the cusp.

In the crowd, Sean's thin and thin body was knocked torsion, but he held the flagpole tightly with both hands, holding the national flag of Golan, and shouting slogans hoarsely following the crowd.

The hair that he hadn't thought about washing for many days was tight and tight, reflecting oily light, and his neck was stretched with blue veins. The young and handsome face was twisted and haggard, and his expression was haggard and emotional.

"Sean...Sean!"

The shouts around him were deafening, and he could hardly hear what he was saying, until the voice calling his name slowly approached and repeated seven or eight times, Xiao En vaguely heard someone calling himself, and turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

I saw a short and stout young man pulling away from the crowd, arching his shoulders against his waist, advancing hard, his face covered with flesh and sweat dripping with sweat, he was holding a small package in his arms, followed by several young people of the same age, struggling together. Squeezed to Sean's side.

"Mag, why are you here? Isn't your family opposed to your participation in the protest march..."

Xiao En stared at the short young man with wide eyes, with an unexpected look, because he yelled for too long, his throat was so painful that he was torn and his voice was hoarse.

These few people in front of him are all his neighbors, friends who are young, who usually play together, but because of the strong opposition from their families, these friends have not been able to participate in the demonstrations organized by the folk rebels in Golan.

Only the relatives in my family died very early and no one stopped him, so with a lot of blood, he spontaneously joined the demonstration.

"Hey, we ran out secretly."

Mag grinned and opened the parcel to a slit. Inside, there was a green military kettle with a little peeling paint and a few bags of fast food, as well as some sports armor such as wrist guards and elbow guards.

Without asking for Sean's opinion, Mag hung the parcel **** Sean's body, and then involuntarily snatched the Golan banner that Sean was waving in his hand.

Sean snatched it subconsciously, but couldn't shake Mag's steady and powerful palm. He couldn't get the banner back, and he couldn't help being surprised, and said:

"What are you doing?"

"What else can I do, of course, to be here for you, I'm almost spitting out the smell of sweat on your body, look at how you look now, how long have you not rested? Don't worry, we are here to stand, I'll take up a place for you, so let's go eat something and take a break... Wow! Protest against tyranny!"

Magog's tone was taken for granted, taking the place of Sean, holding high the banner here, and screaming excitedly with the crowd.

"It's too messy here, you don't need to come..." Xiao En helpless.

"What's this? You can come and we can't come? Who doesn't want to help Golan? If it weren't for the family, we would have followed you in the parade." Ma Ge pretended to be upset and said loudly, "True It’s because it’s too messy here that we’re here to take care of you. Can we still not understand what your bad temper is? You don’t care about the consequences. With your small body, you are not afraid of being crushed by others? We don’t? Come, what do you do if you are in danger?"

Sean murmured his lips and hesitated: "But your house..."

"Okay, it's okay, where are you so much nonsense, do you know that you are worried? Why didn't you worry about yourself first?" Mag a hand patted Sean's shoulder vigorously, and said with a grin: "You all Dare to come over, what can we not dare?"

Shaun was moved and sniffed, "You guys, it makes me want to cry..."

"Come on, it's all brothers, don't say thank you to make me sick." Mag said with a thumbs up, raised his eyebrows against his chest, "Don't worry, who said you are our little brother, I am covering you." "

The other buddies also laughed upon hearing this, and reached out to rub Sean's head. Among all his friends, Sean's body is notoriously thin and thin, so on weekdays, Magong waits for his best friends to take care of him and treat him like a younger brother.

Sean only felt the heat surging in his heart, and his eyes were warm.

His relatives died early, and the closest thing is this group of buddies who are all like-minded and passionate young people. At this time, feeling the kindness and concern of his friends, he only feels that his tired body seems to be injected with new vitality. .

"...Okay, I'll leave it to you, I'll go to the side and take a moment."

Xiao En pursed his chapped lips, did not continue to pretend to refuse the kindness of several buddies, and nodded heavily.

"go Go."

Magg waved his hand indifferently, turned his head and screamed excitedly with the crowd.

With a smile on Xiao En's face, he tightened the thick package on his body and was about to squeeze out the crowd.

However, at the next moment, a sharp and ear-piercing air defense alarm suddenly sounded from a distance, quickly spreading across the city!

"Ohhhhh-"

Both the demonstrators and the guards in front of the National Building were shocked. The crowd stopped demonstrating subconsciously. The guards slowed down their strength. Everyone looked at the sky with a puzzled expression.

"what happened?"

Xiao En and the buddies around him were also taken aback, looking around, looking confused.

Suddenly, there was a sharp whistling sound from far to near, and smoke trails suddenly appeared in the sky, which fell from the sky and planted between the distant buildings.

Just as everyone was puzzled, the next moment, the harsh crackling sound suddenly exploded!

"Boom!!"

The sudden burst of shock waves swept across the streets and alleys, like a hurricane roaring, wherever it passed, the glass of all buildings shattered!

The wide-open pupils of everyone reflected the spreading shock wave. In the next second, the shock wave wrapped in countless debris and fragments suddenly hit, overturning the crowd in the square, and everyone was shaken to the ground!

Xiao En fell heavily to the ground, his remaining strength was not exhausted, and he was dragged out for several meters, his arms and thighs rubbed blood marks, a puff of blood dripped from his forehead, blurring the sight of one eye, and his brain was smashed, causing a shock in his eyes The world is turning around, the eardrums are humming endlessly, and the chest is tight and nauseous.

He looked up in horror, and saw that the city group in the distance had changed drastically. There was a violent explosion. The building collapsed and turned into ruins. The flames of yao pretentious dance rose into the sky, and the smoke billowed and turned into a flower. Mushroom.

"Air, air attack! Is it a missile?!"

Sean's eyes widened suddenly, his face full of disbelief.

Panic spread across the square in an instant, and all the demonstrators and guards showed their panic.

At this moment, small black spots suddenly appeared in the distant sky, and they saw a fleet of fighter jets approaching at high speed, in the direction of the Golan National Mansion Building, fast approaching toward everyone's location, and the onslaught was menacing.

Seeing this scene, the crowd woke up like a dream, and screams broke through the clouds.

"Run!"

"Enemy attack!!"

The crowd fled in all directions, ignoring anything else, and the placard used for the demonstration was instantly lost to the ground.

Suddenly, the square fell into disorderly chaos. Many people were pushed and shoved and fell down. They were instantly drowned in the panic and fleeing crowds, and there was no sound.

Sean was completely stunned, and sat paralyzed in place with his mouth wide open.

Seeing that he was about to be trampled on by the crowd, at this moment, a strong force came from his shoulders, pulling him up all at once.

I saw Mag already climbed up, covered in blood stains, and didn't know when he came to him. At the moment of his death, he pulled Sean up from the ground, pushed Sean's shoulder hard, and pushed him out, full of anxiety. Shouted angrily:

"What are you doing in a daze? Run away!"

Sean's brain was chaotic, and it was already a paste. The intense panic and the consciousness of survival made him have no time to think about other things. Instinctively, he mechanically swings his arms according to inertia, staggering and running desperately with the crowd.

It wasn't until he ran a long distance that Sean woke up like a dream, and quickly looked back for Mag and a gangster.

But on the way to escape, the crowd had been carried away by the crowd.

"Shoo, hoo--"

More howling sounds came from the sky, and he looked back subconsciously, only to see a fleet of fighter jets approaching the Golan State Mansion building fast, and the Ruilan National Emblem on the outer shell reflected dazzling firelight.

One by one mounted short-range missiles shot out from the fighter's abdomen, dragging a long tail flame, and accurately hitting the surrounding area of ​​the Golan State Building.

Rumbling rumbling--

A series of violent explosions sounded, and the Guofu Building instantly became completely unrecognizable and riddled with holes, bursts of flames bursting out, illuminating the frightened faces.

Under the gaze of everyone's eyes, the Golan State Mansion Building collapsed and fell on the broken square, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.

In the reflection of Sean’s pupils,

Golan's flag was burnt in the raging flames.