Apocalyptic Dark Age

The Dark Age of the Apocalypse Text 1145 Cat and mouse in the same den

I don’t know how many explosives were buried. The shaking in the ground never stopped. After experiencing the initial overwhelming pressure, by the end, basically no one was scared anymore. Those who ran around in fear were all dead, and the rest were even the huge rocks falling around them. He smashed the heads of his companions to pieces, but they were not as scared as before.

More than a hundred people endured the aftershocks for several hours as they continued to advance. The tunnels along the way were filled with large and small gravels, and many places were blocked by gravel and boulders, which required rolling and crawling. In the past, there was no longer any distinction between Jialuo and underground people. They were all mixed together, and it was impossible to tell who was who. Everyone looked the same, their heads were full of dust, and their clothes were torn by the sharp edges of the rocks along the way. It sucks, and the weapons are almost gone. There is no difference between the Underground Man and Garo.

Gao Feng and the seven Xianjun Jialuo were among them. Compared with the underground people, they had many advantages. Even if a rock hit their heads, they would not be killed instantly. As long as there was a slight gap, they could escape. On the contrary, Darkness is even more dangerous to Garo. Once he can't find his direction, he will get lost. And in the underground without reference and lighting, he may lose his whereabouts forever after getting lost.

Gao Feng was a little better. He was familiar with this place, and he would take the initiative to correct the direction of deviation. As for the others, there was nothing they could do. Under the strong impact of the earthquake, Gao Feng's energy was limited, and he could only barely save seven soldiers with all his efforts. As for the other three, Gao Feng didn't know whether they were lost or buried alive by countless amounts of sand.

The seven Xianjun Jialuo could kill more than a hundred underground soldiers with just a raise of their hands at this moment, but none of them moved. They all looked at Gao Feng. Gao Feng kept his head lowered and seemed to be thinking about something. At this time, they arrived A relatively wide place could accommodate hundreds of people without being crowded. The people who had been running away all fell to the ground like they were scattered, and some injured people began to cry.

Fear and pain, as well as the horror of the unknown disaster, filled the crowd with a heavy atmosphere of despair and confusion. No one questioned, and no one stood up to count the casualties. They just sat helplessly on the ground, all their savings and consumption. At some point, someone used a fluorescent stick that had not yet been discarded as a lighting beam. The green light kept flashing, like an erratic will-o'-the-wisp, illuminating each miserable person like a group of lonely ghosts.

Like seven stars accompanying the moon, Gao Feng was surrounded by seven Jia Luo. One of them took out a water bottle and brought it to Gao Feng. This was the only material they had left. Feng Feng was stunned when he saw the water bottle, and then he realized that this was Jia Luo. Regardless of the superiority or inferiority of the world, these seven Garo were joking like a joke when they expressed their complete obedience to them and truly regarded him as their leader instead of having to deal with Maple Leaf Mania.

If Gao Feng hadn't pulled them up at the critical moment, maybe there wouldn't have been more than three Garos who could have gotten here. They all remembered Gao Feng's kindness. When supplies were most scarce, a pot of water was a treasure worth thousands of gold. Gao Feng Without thinking too much, he unscrewed the lid, took a sip, and passed it on. Unintentionally, Gao Feng did what a leader should do, making reasonable arrangements.

The pot of water was passed around the Jia Luo people. After eight people including Gao Feng drank, there was still half a bottle left. The sound of water could be clearly heard, like a magnet, firmly attracting the attention of the people around. Jia Luo Luo was so powerful that carrying a bottle of water was nothing, but these people were on the run and threw away everything they could, including guns, ammunition, daggers, food, water bottles, and even body armor. Throw it away, the tattered clothes look more like a group of beggars, and you have been running for several hours, and there is already smoke in your throat. Why don't you feel moved when you see the water?

Gao Feng had no intention of sharing at all and ordered Jialuo to put away the kettle. At this time, an underground hot man came over, looked at Gao Feng and said:

"The leader is injured and needs water..."

"Captain?"

Gao Feng's heart moved. Jialuo, who was holding the kettle, didn't show any sign. If he hadn't been in the mood to kill at this moment, he would have killed all the underground people long ago. Do you still want his water? What a dream.

"For the sake of the newly formed third regiment, let's give it to the leader. No matter what, it's not easy to survive. Everyone should..."

"roll……."

A Jialuo shouted loudly, and the powerful roar shook people's eardrums. Many people jumped up and screamed in fright, thinking that the cave was starting to collapse again. Others just watched indifferently, and it was a disaster. After that, people no longer wanted to obey orders as before, and they didn't care about the life and death of the regiment leader. They even complained in their hearts. If the newly formed third regiment had not been sent out to perform the task, how could they have ended up in the current situation? ?

"Where is he? How can he escape even if he is injured? In order to please the leader, you are very careful..."

Gao Feng raised his hand to stop Jia Luo who was about to throw this guy out, and said with a joke, before Jia Luo and others did anything, the surrounding underground people burst into laughter, looking at the guy with eyes full of ridicule, even from the third group Soldiers, they can't stand this guy's flattery either.

The leader of the newly formed third regiment did not expect that he would meet the target person under such circumstances. Although everyone was dirty and couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman, he still recognized Gao Feng at a glance. Among the desperate and decadent guys surrounded by defeated soldiers, a man with a sharp aura like a blade suddenly broke in. He was as eye-catching as a cat hiding among a group of mice, and Gao Feng's eyes did not have the weirdness of the fear and resentment of others. , there is no arrogance or arrogance, and they appear calm and calm. It is obvious at a glance that the other party does not regard this group of people as a threat.

As a smart man, why didn't the young group leader know that his newly formed third group was bait to lure the other party? Now everyone is a loach in the same pot. No one has to laugh at anyone, but he still couldn't help but sigh, He said to Gao Feng with relief:

"Kill me. There is nothing to say. You have also seen that no one is necessarily better off than the other..."

In Gao Feng's eyes, this regiment leader was equally impressive. Even if he suffered such a disaster, he still had four or five loyal subordinates around him, two of whom were still holding firearms. It was a pity that they did not run out with these supplies, otherwise he would still have You may not know that this guy who wants to die is the mastermind behind the ambush.

Without waiting for Gao Feng to answer, the two armed men behind the regiment leader exclaimed, and the rifles in their hands were disarmed by Jia Luo. According to Gao Feng's instructions just now, they did not kill anyone, but only held the guns in their hands. The movement here also did not cause any disturbance. The remaining soldiers of the third regiment looked at the commotion here with indifference and numbness, like watching a dog-eat-dog game.

"Three broken ribs, a cracked thigh bone, a comminuted fracture of your left hand, displaced internal organs, and extensive bruises. You are really unlucky..."

Gao Feng squatted in front of the group leader like an acquaintance, looked into his eyes and told him about the other person's injuries. A smile appeared on the young group leader's face, he shook his head and said:

"At least I'm still alive for now, the others..."

Talking about others, he and Gao Feng were silent together. This inexplicable tunnel explosion and collapse did not know how many lives were buried. Gao Feng did not know yet that the underground collapse caused by the explosion even affected Shicheng, directly destroying the entire city.

"Qiangzi is back, and he is carrying Manman on his back..."

A Xianjun Jialuo behind him excitedly reported the good news to Fengfeng in a low voice. Fengfeng turned around suddenly and saw a group of swaying people walking out of the depths of the tunnel from where they came. The one at the front had some impression that he was the first one to make a sound in the elevator. Warning Garo, Maple Leaf is strong.

Feng Yeqiang was carrying Feng Ye Manman on his back. Both of them were members of the Ten Regrets Army. Just now, the ground suddenly collapsed and they were separated from Gao Feng and the others. Unexpectedly, after taking a break, one of them disappeared and they were catching up from behind. , not only the two of them, but also twenty or thirty underground people. After these people entered the cave, they caused the crowd to make noises. At least for now, it was good news, giving a boost to the desperate people.

"We'll talk when you feel better..." After finding Qiangzi and Manman, Gao Feng was only worried about the last Jialuo. He had no intention of quarreling with the group leader, so he stood up and left without saying anything, leaving behind The leader looked at the backs of Gao Feng and others with complicated eyes.

The number of Gao Feng's group was clear at a glance. After reuniting, the number reached ten, and only the last person had not returned to the group. This meant that the horrific disaster of the ground collapse just that day had no impact on Gao Feng. On the contrary, it was his newly-organized No. 1 The Third Regiment is completely disabled. Even if it is reorganized, the living people will not continue to follow him. It is more likely that the newly formed Third Regiment will completely disappear from the army's establishment. And if he is lucky enough to survive to the end, he will also be regarded as a scapegoat. Used to silence others.

The regiment leader also knew that the remaining soldiers of the newly formed third regiment may not know the identities of Gao Feng and others, but no one stood up to speak. This shows that they do not care about the so-called mission at all, and they no longer recognize that they are the most elite underground people. Soldiers, they just want to leave this damn place alive and find their way home. Over the past hundreds of years, there have been many teams that disappeared silently into the complex underground environment, and they don't want to be one of them. .

"We gave you your head so you can take care of yourself. If you dare to play tricks, I will definitely twist your head off..."

Half a bottle of remaining water was thrown next to the group leader. Jialuo, with a face full of reluctance, waved his fist at the group leader viciously. His strong muscles were as tight as a bow string, and he made a slight sound of breaking the air, which made the kiss beside the group leader. Then everyone's expressions changed, but the leader said to Jia Luo:

"Let me tell you, my name is Gu Cun. As long as I know something, I will tell him..."

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