Apocalyptic Dark Age

The first thing Gao Feng did when he arrived at the Throat Fortress was to walk among nearly a thousand wounded people and check their injuries.

The composition of the wounded was complex, including former main divisions of the Northern Army, temporary recruits, and a large number of civilians who had narrowly escaped death from the mouths of biochemical beasts.

Most of the wounded were refugees and recruits, who were lucky enough to be removed from the line of fire. According to the relentless offensive of the monsters, unless the losses of the attacking beast group exceed half of the group, the attack will not stop, which means a multiplier. The wounded and dead remained in the firing line.

In comparison, the number of veterans is much smaller. These veterans do not exude a fierce aura. Even the most ordinary appearance cannot hide the heart-stopping cruelty and murderous intent in their eyes.

What Gao Feng wants to inspect are these veterans. A veteran who grew up on the front line can play a more important role than ten recruits. However, these veterans are also the most unruly group of people. They have no scruples unless they are truly recognized. Most people simply cannot convince them.

The veterans didn't know Feng Feng, but when they saw the school officers slipping behind Feng Feng, they all calmed down and became more honest.

Gao Feng was an officer who grew up in the front line in his previous life. He had a natural understanding of the psychology of veterans. He walked among more than a hundred veterans and once he sensed them, he knew their specific conditions.

"Soldiers, I am the Commander of the Wilderness. You should have heard of me..."

Gao Feng's revelation of his identity was like a huge boulder thrown into the lake. It immediately caused an uproar in the hearts of the veterans. They discussed with each other in low voices, making the tent housing the injured and injured as lively as a vegetable market.

The officers who followed Gao Feng were all middle- and upper-level officers of the former Northern Army. In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, they were like gods, with iron hearts and a furnace of military law. No matter how unruly a soldier was, he would not be able to escape the sanction of military law if he disrespected the officers.

Now is the time for them to perform. I didn't expect that a group of stinky soldiers would dare to be so miserable in front of them. What if Gao Feng's anger is aroused and his anger is turned on them?

"Shut up, anyone who dares to make a loud noise will be dealt with by military law..."

A lieutenant colonel stepped forward and shouted angrily, which silenced the noise in the tent. At this time, Gao Feng glared at the lieutenant colonel with a slightly annoyed look, telling him to shut up quickly.

The soldiers were afraid of military law, but they did not respect these officers, so when the officers shut up, the soldiers still returned to their lazy and decadent look, but they just stopped talking and used alternative actions to express their displeasure.

"I am not here to comfort you, but to recruit volunteers to return to the battlefield with me. Which of you is willing to participate..."

Gao Feng spoke again, and this time the veterans all changed their expressions, and they all shrank their necks in unison. Only those who can climb down from the field of life and death are willing to return.

The soldiers' reaction made the officers embarrassed, but it was not beyond Gao Feng's expectation. No more than one-third of the veterans were seriously injured. At least fifty of them took advantage of loopholes and pretended to be seriously injured. It wouldn't take long for them to be killed. Rehabilitation may not be detected by medical means, and there is nothing to hide under the perception.

Even though he knew that many people were pretending to be wounded, Gao Feng did not say anything and continued:

"I know that you have fulfilled your duty as soldiers. You resisted until the end in the face of hundreds of monsters. Most of your former companies died in the battle. The reason why you survived is not because of luck, but because your comrades sacrificed their lives to fight for a glimmer of hope for you. …….”

Gao Feng's continuous speech moved some of the veterans. What Gao Feng said touched their hearts. Among those who could survive, who was not a comrade who sacrificed his life to get back? It is precisely because of this that they are unwilling to return to that desperate battlefield.

"Soldiers are also human beings, not machines without flesh and blood, so I don't blame you, but I need veterans who are familiar with the underground, I need someone to take me to support the most dangerous fronts, and I need you to rescue more veterans who are still fighting... "

Gao Feng's words no longer fell on deaf ears of the soldiers. They became serious one by one, many of them were thoughtful, and their numb eyes took on a different luster.

"There are too many monsters to kill..."

Suddenly someone spoke. It was a veteran lying in the corner. His arms were hung on his chest by gauze. Half of his face was corroded like a ghost. The nerves in his face were severely damaged, making the corners of his mouth crooked.

"Our goal is not how many monsters we kill, but how many people we can save..."

Gao Feng's answer was a bit empty, but the wounded soldiers felt comfortable listening to it. The frontline commanders kept telling them that if you persist, you will win. Only after you rolled through the pile of corpses a few times did you realize how slim and hopeless victory is.

"Of course, I won't let you bleed in the front without being protected. Those who follow me can enjoy the top treatment, food, drink, and use, all are the best. If you are disabled and retire , I will build a large farm, and you will distribute everything produced on the farm, without paying taxes, and no one will come to bully you."

These words immediately made the veterans' eyes scorch. At this time, an injured man whose legs had been amputated raised his hands and whispered:

"Are they all the wounded soldiers?"

"All the soldiers who have fought on the front line, I will let them live a prosperous life with no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives..."

Gao Feng looked at him and confirmed seriously. At this time, each of the wounded soldiers stood up. The leader tore off the blood-red gauze on his body and said to Gao Feng with red eyes:

"Sir, as long as you treat your disabled brother kindly, I will work hard for you..."

It is not to obey orders, but to work hard. The soldiers expressed their determination in the most direct words. Perhaps for them, they do not need the so-called high-ranking officials and generous salaries, as long as they can find a way out and allow their disabled colleagues to be properly accommodated. They have no fear of life or death. ,

"It's not about risking your life. All of you must live on as much as possible. Only by living well can you witness the good days of the brothers on the farm..."

Gao Feng said thoughtfully as he looked at the soldiers who had regained their fighting spirit and were willing to return to the battlefield hell.

Veterans have their own circles, and not all veterans are willing to fight to the end on a battlefield where there is no hope. When they are tired of gunpowder and blood, they will always find ways to escape.

Deserter is not an honorable word, especially in the underground world. Three main divisions lost nearly 60,000 people in several months of fighting. Many troops were broken up and reorganized, then planned and reorganized again. Many people have become missing persons during the continuous reorganization.

Some of the missing persons were devoured by monsters, some were lost in the underground world, and some sneaked into the refugees and escaped to the ground. There were many such people in the refugee camps. In the past, they might have been picked out quickly, but Today, when the underground world has collapsed, there is no way to discover it.

The wounded soldiers did not know how many people would be needed at the peak, but they worked hard to help the veterans. In the refugee camp, each injury inspired their dejected companions and mobilized them to return to the battlefield.

When Gao Feng decided to leave, he was surprised to find that there were more than 400 veterans put on their military uniforms again and lined up in neat formations, waiting for his review.