Youth rebellion, literary force to resist war

——I didn't expect this content when I bought the disc, I thought it was a zombie movie again. After a while, I understood. A few young and ignorant young boys and girls, after an outdoor excursion, when their passion came to an end in a place with beautiful scenery and beautiful water, after taking a bath and sleeping and other issues that literary and artistic youths had to face up to were taken seriously. Only then did I discover that the gloomy real world I wanted to escape from had turned blood red. My parents, teachers, neighborhood committees, aunts, etc., were imprisoned in an open-air concentration camp by an invading army of a certain Asian race with an AK in their hands. At this time, the wheel emitted the dazzling light of searchlights, sweeping over the heads of the crowd again and again. Under the torment of a mental journey, violence and non-cooperation became the inertia of youth rebellion. In the obscenity of the World War, the blood boiled.

Whether it's the Asian face hidden by the black warrior helmet, the vague battlefield communication, the explosion of the flying car, or the aesthetic gimmick that pulls the trigger to break out of the siege; it can't cover up the sensuality of the hero and heroine, the sensuality of the heroine, who is well-developed and has big breasts. The idol aura of Hu Lan. Liu Ban stood righteously in the first row, immature and resolute. This material, when the guerrillas, sucks the character story too badly. But the battle is so fast-growing, it seems that the soybean sprouts and tomatoes that have been fertilized and hormones have been transformed from weak to sturdy and iron-blooded in an instant. The spirit of taking drugs is rejuvenated, the hooligan has a deep sense of righteousness, and the girl of the bourgeois family in the city has also been sublimated after smashing the first glass of her life; God's little girl who knows the Ten Commandments well can also be like an old nun who vents her lust in a joke. In that case, start killing. A sweep, not a single bullet wasted, and the magic magazine that is suspected to never run out in the movie. The movie reached a real climax in the collapse of the bridge. Which big tank of gutter oil ignited the soaring flames, which could not hurt the inexperienced cannon shooters who were watching the lively nearby, and successfully understood the girl who was entangled in the confusion of her first kiss... ...Youth in battle is not so beautiful, yet so exciting.

The biggest highlight of this play is that Xiaolong beat the F18 who fled with red medium-range bullets, which reminds people of the counterattack of the earth, the elite of the American air strike force was torn apart by aliens in the blue sky. Fragment's classic bridge -

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