"boom……"

The shells fell from the sky, fell on the roofs, on the streets, on the houses that were already ruined,

The rocks splattered, the broken walls, some of the living tools in the house, the bones, flesh and blood of the people who were blown up, and the shrapnel of the shells,

All of them were raging in the explosion of shells,

The explosion of shells, the sound of houses collapsed,

It seems to be about to make the explosion and the house collapse,

The painful and terrifying screams were drowned out by the sound of despair and heart-wrenching screams.

Chen Lun and the other two stood at the end of the street, with this scene of destruction in front of them.

Chen Lun's eyes fell in front of him. On the street bombed by artillery fire, scenes naturally reflected in Chen Lun's eyes.

“…Come here, come here!”

A house where Chen Lun and the other two walked past,

The man who is preparing to celebrate his birthday, the child who is looking forward to a sumptuous dinner,

One is helping by the kitchen, the other is playing in the living room.

With the help of her husband, the woman prepared this sumptuous dinner in the kitchen.

But at this moment, the scene had been torn apart by the roar of shells.

The woman who put down the kitchen knife in her hand, shouted at the child in her living room at the same time, and ran towards her,

The man also stood up and rushed towards his child faster.

A shell exploded on the roof of this house.

This already old house had collapsed a lot under the explosion. The whole house was shaking under the impact of the explosion shells from time to time around.

The child playing in the living room seemed to be deafened by the shells that had exploded before, and stood there in a daze.

Looking at the fearful and panic, my parents who seemed to be heart-wrenchingly pounced on me,

The man first ran to his child and picked up his child.

Looking at the house that was about to collapse, I was about to run out of the house with my child in my arms.

But he was raising his head and looking out the house, outside and around him were bombarded by shells.

There is nowhere to escape.

The man showed some despair and pain in his eyes. He hugged his child and shrank to the corner of the house.

At this time, the woman also ran to her husband and children and hugged her children.

The couple, amid the roar of shells around, in this crumbling house,

Holding each other, protecting their children under them,

The boy seemed to have gradually come back to his senses, with some ignorant fear in his eyes.

"...Mom, what's wrong... Can't I eat dinner..."

Just as the boy trembled with fear and trembling words,

A shell exploded not far from the house. The already shaky house was impacted. The roof and walls collapsed down and turned into ruins, pressing the family underneath.

...

"...Miss Olina, we can't hold a wedding here the day after tomorrow. This messy look will definitely take a long time to clean up."

“It looks like yes.”

That small church, the roof of the church had collapsed,

There were also the sound of artillery fire roaring and the shrill screams of all kinds of people coming from all over the place.

In the church, the unmarried couple was careful and neatly placed seats.

Now it has become messy again, turning upside down, falling apart, and some broken wall ash, pressing down some broken roofs.

The young unmarried couple hurried behind the platform where the priest should stand.

The young man curled up on the ground, raised his head, looked at the sky outside the church through the collapsed roof, and spoke,

The girl hugged the young man and covered the young man's abdomen with her hands. She was already very hard, but the blood in the young man's abdomen continued to flow out from the gap between the girl's fingers.

"...It will definitely take a long time to pack it up, and it will take longer to wipe off the flowers on the seats after our wedding."

The young man said with white lips and repeated.

"Yes."

The girl hugged the young man and said,

Another shell exploded around and the church collapsed, covering up the young unmarried couple.

...

“…It’s okay, it’s okay…”

In the narrow alley and in the shed, the woman held her child in her arms,

His eyes were frightened and desperate, looking at the shed covering his head,

The sound of shells around them exploded, and the sound of houses collapsed kept ringing.

And the shed that blocked the woman and the children in her arms was just a fragile plastic cloth,

It can't stop anything.

The woman looked desperate, but she said over and over again, as if she was comforting the child, and as if she was saying to herself.

At this time, a house collapsed towards this side by the narrow alley.

The roar became ruins.

...

"...How come this way? Why is this happening... Isn't the war gone? Why is it like this..."

In a shaky shop, the man selling old clothes hugged his wife tightly and looked outside the collapsed door.

Looking at the houses and streets around them, those who were bombarded with artillery fire,

The shop owner asked over and over again, murmured,

"How could this happen... The war has stopped..."

A shell landed on the room.

The man's murmuring was drowned in the roar of artillery fire.

The clothes upstairs and downstairs were buried under the ruins.

...

“…ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Someone doesn't know what sound to make.

Just fear, despair, shouting randomly,

The sound is shrill and heartbreaking,

"...Help, help...No, help..."

Someone shouted in pain,

“…Maria…Maria…”

Someone no longer cared about the shells falling beside him, but just murmured over and over again,

Until the stones splashed beside him smashed through his chest.

“…Um, mom…Dad…”

"Help...Help...child!"

The bombing of the shells was gradually gone, and the sound of house collapse was still ringing.

The crying, the crying of pain and despair, the crying sounded mixed with it, and it became clearer.

This street was originally just a bit cracked.

It became bumpy, piled up with ruins crowded from both sides of the street, and rotten flesh.

On both sides of the road, most of the buildings, tall or short, have become ruins, leaving only broken walls and a few crumbling dangerous houses.

Under the ruins of countless people, there were still some wailings, crying, and despairing and shrill voices kept coming out.

Still standing on the street, some figures still alive,

Or stand in a daze, standing in the street, facing the collapsed ruins,

Or like crazy, reaching out, using all kinds of things, slashing the ruins,
To be continued...