Apocalyptic Dark Age

People who are not afraid of death are naturally not afraid of death. This is especially true for Wan Yu and Xian Zhao, who value Gao Feng more than their lives. If they exchange their lives for Gao Feng's survival, they will not hesitate for a second. Even if they hear Gao Feng Not immune, they are the calmest people.

"Then what do you think? When you gather us together, you definitely don't want us to wait for death, otherwise we wouldn't have this meeting..."

Yan Erjiu said these words very directly, without any disguise or euphemism, simple and direct.

"Yan Twenty-Jiu, I have tolerated you for a long time. The commander-in-chief doesn't care about you, but don't be shameless. What should be done? The commander-in-chief has the final say. What you say does not count..."

Suddenly, Xian Zhao exploded. He slapped the table with his right hand violently, leaving deep palm prints. He stood up suddenly and glared at Yan Twenty-jiu. Before Yan Twenty-jiu could reply, Xian Zhao slapped his chest again. Slapping and banging, he said loudly:

"Commander, whatever you say is what it is. Even if we are allowed to die, I will clean my neck and wait, but nothing will happen to you. As long as you are still here, the Black Claw tribe will never die..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked uncomfortable. They didn't have Xian Zhao's awareness. Who would want to die if they could live?

"Everyone be quiet. It's not time to live or die yet, at least it won't be today..."

Gao Feng raised his right hand, pressed it from a distance, and forced Xian Zhao back with the blue veins on his forehead. Then he turned to look at Yan Erjiu and said:

"I called you here to plan for the future of the wilderness. I know the cruelty and terror of the Chaos God King, and I also know the power of the Chaos Fleet. I don't expect you to fight with me, but I hope that when I fight, I can save the lives of China. The next ray of hope….”

"What hope? Do you want us to escape?"

For some reason, there was no joy in Yan Erjiu's heart, and he became inexplicably irritable. Feng Feng was always calm, acting indifferent and heavy. He couldn't feel the vitality, but he could vaguely feel the death intention permeating the other party.

"Yes, I hope you will survive, because this catastrophe does not need you..."

Gao Feng said these words seriously, making everyone present feel their hearts sinking. Haige glanced at each other, secretly conveying something.

"It's ridiculous. You went to die and let us escape. You are so great..."

Yan Twenty-Jiu sneered and said very annoying and mean words, but Gao Feng did not get angry. Instead, he looked at Yan Twenty-Jiu quietly. If it had been before, he would not have spoken against Yan Twenty-Jiu. But now, it doesn't matter anymore.

"Wow..."

Masati suddenly pushed away her chair, stood up suddenly and was about to speak. Gao Feng glanced around, and his whole body seemed to be suppressed by a mountain. He couldn't even blink, and then he was pushed back to his seat by the heavy pressure.

"This is my decision. Not everyone can leave, so I have called you to make plans for the retreat. Maybe some people have other ideas, but I hope that the focus can be on retreat..."

Gao Feng's behavior here was not democratic. Neither Xian Zhao nor Masati gave them a chance to continue speaking. He only did not pressure Yan Erjiu. Even if Yan Erjiu questioned him, because in his heart In the retreat plan, Yan Twenty-Jiu occupies a very important position.

"Commander, I don't care whether others retreat, but the Maple Leaf family is unwilling to escape. We escaped once before, and we don't want to escape a second time..."

The one-armed Maple Leaf Hill has always been quiet. Whether here or outside, he has almost faded out of the wilderness management. Even if Gao Feng has prepared a leisurely high position for him, he is not willing to stay in the management and do nothing, hiding in Maple Leaf. The family's residence was living in a low profile, but Gao Feng forced him to come over today. Unexpectedly, Fengye Xiaoshan, who had never expressed his opinion, suddenly asked Gao Feng for a fight.

"It's not about escaping, it's about preserving the fire. Maple Leaf Garo has done enough. What's more, even if you fight to the death with all your strength, you can't change anything..."

Gao Feng did not press Maple Leaf Xiaoshan. Ever since Maple Leaf Xiaoshan lost his arm, he felt sorry for the opponent. This situation would not have happened if he had not underestimated the enemy and rushed forward that day.

"Even if nothing can be changed, it can still let the Chaos God King know that there is no Maple Leaf Garo in China who is afraid of death!!!"

Maple Leaf Xiaoshan categorically made this crucial declaration from his mouth, causing Chi Haige and Shi Minggong to stand up together.

"Commander, the underground people have no future. There is no need to leave or not. As soldiers, we hope to fight to the death..."

This is another reason, a helpless reason. The genes of the underground people are defective and they have no normal fertility. In one generation, the underground people will become extinct. In an underground catastrophe, the number of people who commit suicide may not be less than that of biochemical beasts. People's fragile concept of life is causing trouble, and now another catastrophe is about to happen. However, Shi Minggong and Chi Haige gave up hope and chose to fight to death.

"The request is not allowed. The catastrophe has exceeded your capabilities. Even if you go up, you will die in vain..."

Gao Feng coldly rejected the two of them. Although his expression was cold, he was still very happy in his heart. The underground army did not show any cowardice and cowardice. In addition, in the new environment, the underground people who understand technology have a greater effect than Jia Luo, so the underground people will occupy a large proportion.

"Why not allow it? Only you are allowed to be a hero, and others are not allowed to resist? Are you prepared to die in battle from the beginning?"

Yan Twenty-nine, who had not sat down, suddenly spoke, shocking everyone present. Their confused thoughts suddenly broke through the fog, yes, why not resist? Aren’t the enemies we faced before no longer strong? At that time, Gaofeng was still Shanshan Jialuo. Whether it was the underground people, the biological beasts, or the Holy Lord Bengyun of the Free City, they were all more powerful than Gaofeng, but Gaofeng still led them to this day. If there had not been the invasion of the Chaos God King , the situation will be great, and in less than ten years, the wilderness will usher in a spurt of development.

"I don't know how powerful the Chaos God King is, and I don't know why you think you will definitely die in battle, but please remember that the wilderness is not yours alone, it is the wilderness of everyone, and the fate of the wilderness should not be determined by you. You decide alone, but everyone decides together, whether it is survival or destruction, they are qualified to choose their own destiny..."

"Millions of people in Cloud City have been devoured by the Chaos God King, and he will devour more people. The Chaos Fleet is so powerful that I can't even use the Blood Sea Fleet to fight against it..."

Gao Feng didn't say why he couldn't fight. Maybe he was worried about the rebellion of the Blood Sea Fleet, or maybe he was worried about not being able to stop the Chaos Fleet and consuming precious transportation tools. Masati lowered her head and remained silent. She didn't know what she was thinking. When Gao Feng At the mention of the Chaos Fleet, the whole person trembled slightly.

"Anyway, I don't want to escape. The wilderness has finally settled down. Various plans have just been formulated. Once disrupted, the consequences will be disastrous. We don't have enough resources to relocate hundreds of thousands of people. Do you want to give up 90% of the population? "?"

Yan Twenty-Jiu finally expressed her unwillingness. During these days, she had carefully formulated the development plan of the wilderness, spending a lot of energy and effort, just like an artist who devoted everything to complete the prototype of his most proud work. How could she be willing to give up when she was suddenly asked to give up when she was about to show off her talents and create a masterpiece that would be passed down to the world?