(Note: Some additional fight scenes featuring Ultraman were added to the previous chapter. Please take a look.)
Shanghai.
The Mass Production Model aimed at the ground above the shelter. It knew there were people inside.
The soldiers in the shelter tightened their grips on their guns and rocket launchers, tense as they began evacuating the civilians sheltering beneath this area.
They knew staying behind to cover the evacuation might cost them their lives, and they had no idea whether their gas masks could keep out the black fog. Even so, they stood their ground without hesitation.
Yet even then, some people would not make it to the other areas in time.
At a partition door packed with people, a woman had no choice but to ask those ahead of her to pass her child farther forward.
Countless hands passed that tiny life along until the child reached a soldier maintaining order.
The soldier had no choice but to take the child for the moment.
But he could not leave his post, nor could the comrades beside him...
He could only stand there helplessly, trying to soothe the bawling child.
As luck would have it, Huang Zhetian, who had evacuated earlier, was not far from that soldier.
Although his heart had turned to ashes, he still could not stand by and watch this.
"Give the child to me..." He took the child from the soldier's arms.
"Thank you, young comrade..."
After thanking him, the soldier turned and returned to his post.
He listened to the tiny life crying in his arms.
"If only we didn't live in a world like this..." Huang Zhetian murmured.
Above the shelter, the Mass Production Model raised its Replica Lance of Longinus and aimed it at the ground below.
"Heh heh heh..." A mocking laugh came