Why not hang yourself on the southeast tree

Chapter 331 Shark: Crunchy Shark (1)

On the summer beach, the sand shines like gold.

The sand is tiny and hot to the feet, and countless big feet step on it, back and forth, tirelessly.

Everyone raised their hands upwards, shouting hoarsely from their throats, and only the bright white teeth could be seen on their dirty faces.

The big man in the cockpit looked down, pursed his lips tightly, and a dark look flashed across his eyes. When the war broke out, it was the civilians who suffered.

Commands were given through the earphones, and large, tightly wrapped packages fell from the sky one after another.

The camera zooms in and people on the beach begin to run, one step deep and one step shallow.

Gray clothes, gray faces, messy hair, it’s hard to tell who is who, they all look the same.

Everyone rushed to the packages, opened them and grabbed the supplies.

All the adults were smiling. No matter what they caught, they held it tightly in their arms or held it with the hem of their clothes. They would only hurried back when they could no longer hold it.

A strong wind blew up out of nowhere, and the package that was supposed to have landed on the beach instead splashed into the sea. Fortunately, it was still close.

Supplies are limited and cannot satisfy all those who are eagerly waiting.

More people chose to go into the water, carrying the large bag that fell from the sky and struggling to drag it to the shore.

The water temperature is just right, just like everyone’s excited hearts.

call--

The war had lasted for more than eight months, and it was almost an overwhelming one-sided massacre by the enemy.

The whole world is against it, but the devil won’t listen and won’t stop.

How cruel, how arrogant, and how he has no bottom line as a human being.

The adults were still relatively calm, but the hungry and skinny children all looked terrified, yet they stared at the large bundles with infinite expectation.

Inside, there will be food.

The adults said that it was the love sent by the Russians in the north. No, it was not the Russians, it was our dear Big Brother!

As soon as a bearded man climbed onto the shore, he couldn't wait to untie his bag.

Layer upon layer of waterproof cloth was stuffed with large, firm bread that could be eaten immediately to fill one's stomach.

【Wow!!!】

The children cheered and looked around subconsciously. There was no billowing smoke or rumbling of gunfire above their heads.

At this moment, hunger was like a devil that could no longer be suppressed, and the children shouted and rushed forward to grab the food.

The man was pushed down by the children, but he did not forget to tear off a piece of bread and put it in his mouth.

Too dry to swallow.

He thought, it would be nice if he had some water to drink. The few mouthfuls of sea water he just drank tasted fishy, ​​salty and bitter, and almost made him vomit.

Several rough black little feet stepped on him, and he had to jump up and down to get the bag.

The man felt pain but couldn't bear it, so he simply lay on his back on the beach, imagining that he was still in the warm and comfortable bed half a year ago. Tears fell from his eyes and light wheat-colored grooves were washed out on his skinny cheeks.

I don’t know whether he was hurt by being stepped on or he missed his wife and children who were burned to charcoal by the bombardment.

After dropping the supplies, the planes in the sky circled a few times and quickly left. The beach was unusually lively, with dozens of people scrambling for almost every landing point for the packages.

The few bags that were thrown into the sea by mistake were all dragged back by people without exception.

Everyone couldn't help screaming in excitement, licking their cracked lips, and their eyes were almost gleaming with wolfish light.

Under the water, a small creature startled by the noise swung its tail and came over -

Upon closer inspection, it was a baby shark as long as an adult's forearm.

(?_?）

Those bright little eyes never blinked, and because they were wide apart, they looked clear and stupid. It was Wang Defa.

There was an unlucky man who was paddling with his bag in a doggy style. His feet almost kicked the shark's head countless times. The strenuous and awkward posture made the fish sneer.

(Wang Defa: (ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~)

The intense feeling of hunger made the man feel exhausted and unable to swim, but at the same time he inexplicably felt full of energy. He almost went mentally mad and turned into a psychopath.

The wrapping cloth loosened and a rectangular piece of chocolate fell out from it. It was a genuine Russian product.

Wang Defa rushed forward with his mouth wide open like a starving ghost, and his slender fish body was stretched into a gray-blue straight line.

The man's eyes had been blurry for a long time, and he didn't notice it until the shark came close to him. Only then did he realize that there was danger lurking around him.

He opened his mouth in horror and gulped down several mouthfuls of water, his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

A great force surged from his bones, and he kicked the baby shark over almost reflexively. Then he turned on his limbs and paddled frantically in propeller mode, and escaped dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.

(Wang Defa: What the hell did I do to offend anyone?! This guy has a lot of hair on his instep, it flutters like seaweed, what country is he from?!)

The chocolate with a fat baby printed on the cover sank slowly to the bottom of the water and would not melt for a while.

Wang Defa turned his head, his eyes rolling, and saw a school of fish gathering not far away. He stopped hesitating and chased after the chocolate.

There was a new wave of cheers and scrambles on the shore.

However, the enemy soon reacted and fired indiscriminately at the beach.

【boom--】

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

【boom--】

Torn apart.

Crowds of people screamed and dispersed, running around aimlessly, wishing they had eight less legs.

There were faint sounds of laughter and the rattling of machine guns coming from the enemy planes, and every shot hit its target.

That is an evil ghost, with a black conscience and no humanity.

Every shot makes a big hole, every bullet leaves a bloody hole.

The broken flesh and body parts were scattered on the originally golden beach like flowers scattered by fairies.

Golden yellow, dark red, charcoal black.

Heaven becomes hell.

The children screamed and cursed, crying for their parents.

Unfortunately, most of the children’s parents had long since disappeared in previous bombardments.

There was a deafening roar above the water, and below the surface the fish, shrimps and crabs were roaming back and forth restlessly, at a loss.

After a long time, silence returned everywhere.

Wang Defa swallowed the whole piece of chocolate, leaving no trace of the mellow taste in his mouth.

A shadow was cast above his head, and Wang Defa looked upwards in confusion.

It was the man who kicked the fish. His entire back was almost like a sieve with holes in it.

He probably thought that going into business would provide him with a way to survive.

Ugh.

Wang Defa did not have any strong emotions, and just watched the man sinking with his limbs spread out.

When the enemy headquarters got the news, the old man with a cigar in his mouth and a hooked nose was so angry that he grabbed a handful of his hair that was sticky from too much hairspray and cursed his soldiers, but he didn't dare to curse the Russians in the north.

[Namir, drive them all away! Anyone who dares to go over there to steal supplies will be killed by me! ]

[Yes! General! ]

Namir didn't even ask if they should fire at the Russians. The general didn't dare to do so, and neither did Waitanyahu...

The fish, shrimps and crabs under the water near the coast did not expect that when the second wave of supplies arrived, the frenzied enemy actually flew over more than a dozen fighter planes at the first time.

The people who were waiting on the beach with their necks stretched out were dispersed by bullets and gunfire before they had time to cheer.

Among them, there were even children who had had a full meal a few days ago, but their short and miserable lives came to an abrupt end.

The plane loaded with supplies was surrounded and intercepted, but the enemy did not dare to offend the Russians too much. They just drove them away and did not fire at them.

The supplies were dropped after taking a roundabout way. The big man in the cockpit wanted to press the button to launch the mortar several times, but he remembered the promise he made to the captain before departure and gave up in disappointment.

There were countless people floating near the coast, some lying face down in the water motionless, while others were covered in wounds but still struggling to salvage their packages.

The baby shark under the water was hit by the package and floated to the surface dazed. On the left, it saw tattered clothes, and on the right, it saw a bloody mess.

A man was holding a package and laughing. The light in his eyes disappeared after he laughed, but he still maintained the same posture.

[Swoosh——]

The enemy was furious and one of their shots missed the target, shooting diagonally into the sea, just enough to blow the baby shark away and break it into two pieces.

w(?Д?)w

Wang Defa: I! Fuck! You! Immortal! Boss! Boss! Ah!

The shark's head was heavy and fell back into the sea in a parabola, silently.

Maybe it's not silent, but deafening.

Wang Defa opened his eyes wide and fell in despair. It took him a long time to finally land softly on the ground.

There is a patch of barnacles growing right in front of my eyes.

The Crunchy Shark who died with his eyes open, is dead!