Apocalyptic Dark Age

It seems that the peak has received the warmest welcome. Ten drones are flying overhead like flies. Two rows of powerful floating landing tanks on the ground are like honor guards, forming a straight road. Each one is 2.5 meters tall and fully enclosed. Armored, giant men armed to the teeth were standing between the tanks holding Gatling-style heavy rifles. Even though they all wore fully enclosed helmets, you could still feel the cold eyes. There were also ordinary infantrymen dotted with complete armor. A semi-encirclement momentum was formed.

Compared with the hundreds of guns pointing at him around him, Gao Feng had nothing but a pistol on his thigh, but he gave the impression that he was like a terrifying behemoth that was closely guarded. When Gao Feng walked into the bubble Behind the white wall, a stern young officer with silver hair was waiting for him. Gao Feng could not recognize the rank on his collar, but he could feel his indifference and chill. At this time, Gao Feng was unhappy. This posture treated him as a prisoner. What?

When Gao Feng walked not far in front of the officer, the officer raised his chin slightly and was about to speak. Unexpectedly, his neck suddenly tightened and his whole body flew out and hit a burly Doom Slayer heavily. The two of them became a gourd on the ground. The next moment, the muzzle of the gun vaguely pointed at Gao Feng was aimed at Gao Feng.

Gao Feng sneered and looked at the Doom Slayers around him with his hands behind his back, as well as the landing tank aiming at him from a little further away. Spider threads had already locked the most threatening Doom Slayer, and his right hand had already held the toad. Tongue whip.

The atmosphere on both sides suddenly became tense, and no one spoke for fifteen seconds. It seemed that this huge camp had all become mute. Just when Gao Feng was impatient and was about to find a way out, a familiar voice came from afar.

"Misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, Sir Gao Feng, I am Yang..."

While shouting, Yang, with black hair and black eyes, ran over from the camp and explained to Gao Feng repeatedly that it was the silver-haired officer who was thrown out before. He touched his neck, got up from the ground, directed his hand, pointed at Gao Feng and shouted:

"Kill him for me..."

"No touching..."

Different orders were connected together, but no one obeyed Yang's order. Several rifles spurted out two-meter-long tongues of flame at the same time, instantly tearing Gao Feng's figure to pieces, and hitting a ten-meter-high dust pillar on the ground. Yang's eyes were desperate and angry, and he shouted loudly:

"Prepare to destroy it, that is General Charles's guest..."

The following words were stuck in the throat, and with a few crisp detonations, the helmets of the three Doomsday Slayers who were ordered to fire suddenly exploded, with white brains and bone residue among the flying helmet fragments, and the silver-haired officer's chin Lifting it to the limit, his eyes were almost reaching his forehead. The sharp spider teeth were resting on his neck artery, like the curved edge of a sharp claw stuck in his left face, deeply embedded in the skin, and he could see the winding... Blood flowed along the blade of the spider fang and dripped out a line of blood next to Gao Feng's hand. A long whip with a translucent substance and a red nerve plexus was hanging next to Gao Feng. The head of the whip was still stained with blood and brain matter.

"Put down your weapons, everyone, put down your weapons. This is the third regiment's territory, not your special operations group's place..."

Yang gasped and ran to Gao Feng. He did not speak to Gao Feng. Instead, he roared angrily at the other Doom Slayers who pointed their guns at Gao Feng. At the same time, he pulled out a silver ornate streamlined large-caliber pistol and waved it, but he was only one meter away. Ba's height was really small in front of these giants. No one paid attention to him, everyone looked at Gao Feng.

Gao Feng looked at Yang in confusion, what on earth was going on? He didn't believe that Charles would kill him anyway. After spending so much money and losing so much equipment and personnel, he was just waiting for news from the peak. Even if he wanted to kill him, he had to at least ask afterward?

"This place has been taken over by our special operations group. I order you to let me go, otherwise I, I, I..."

Yang's request was met with the arrogance of the silver-haired officer. Regardless of the fact that the knife was still on his neck, he roared angrily. In the middle of the roar, the blade of the knife lifted up by Gao Feng was stuck and he couldn't move. His eyes stared at the sky. I couldn't say a complete sentence out of my mouth.

"Steal military glory?"

Gao Feng asked in surprise. Yang nodded with a bitter look on his face, hating himself for being aggrieved. Gao Feng lost interest in pestering him. With a slash of the knife, a bloody fountain sprayed out from the silver-haired officer's neck. , the next moment the shadow of the peak was washed away by the blood, and then the Doomsday Slayers who pulled the trigger with their fingers flew up in circles, across arcs, and hit the landing tanks heavily, before Yang could even lift his throat. When Li screamed, Gao Feng rushed into the camp carrying Yang.

Originally Gao Feng was not familiar with the camp, but he saw clearly that the armbands of the soldiers who were about to deal with him just now were all with the logo of the One-Horned Wolf. Since this place had been taken over by the Destruction Guards Special Forces, he took Yang to find Shuang. Fortunately, he found the team with the snake badge.

Feng Feng's actions triggered chaos in the camp. Countless soldiers were noisily looking for Feng Feng, but he and Yang were hiding in a container-like house. Outside, a group of soldiers from the Third Regiment whose armbands were two-headed snakes were closely guarding the outside. The chaotic team.

"You are too impulsive. That is General Bismarck's adjutant, not an enhanced soldier, but a natural person with noble blood... You are in big trouble..."

Yang hid by the door and peered out, complaining angrily to Gao Feng. Gao Feng was sitting on a back chair, biting a cigar, squinting at the half-packed supply box in the room, where various equipment and supplies were being packed. It seems that the situation of the third regiment is worrying.

"You're in quite a lot of trouble. Even the Sky Fortress was damaged. After a while, someone came to take over. Isn't Charles angry?"

Gao Feng's sarcastic words made Yang's face so dark that it was about to drip with ink. Yang did not refute, but took a deep breath, then slapped the smoke in front of him uncomfortably, and said seriously:

"The Destruction Guards are the most elite troops of the Chaos Parliament. The first to third regiments are the elite of the elite. They are stationed in three Destruction King's Nests respectively. The remaining seven regiments are all affiliated troops of the Destruction King's Nest. Special Warfare The regiment is not qualified to dictate to the third regiment, they are just a non-staff legion to destroy the Guards..."

Yang's explanation did not arouse Gao Feng's interest. He was still smoking his cigarette leisurely, listening to the noisy noise outside. Someone had already clashed with the vigilant soldiers of the third regiment outside, but he remained calm as if it had nothing to do with him. When General Yang After finishing his complaint, Gao Feng raised his chin and said:

"Then it's not a problem with Charles, it's a problem with politics..."

He knows this Gaofeng better than Yang. Even if the army in the previous life fought tooth and nail on the battlefield, there are still people who are holding back. To put it nicely, it is politics, and to put it worse, it is infighting, hilltopism, small groups, and taking sides. and other various reasons, so the Chinese army has to fight against foreign enemies while fighting internally. Internal battles are often more cruel than external enemies.

"Politics? Could it be that the Second Consul was demoted?"

When Yang heard Gao Feng's words, he was stunned. With his status, he was not exposed to high-level battles, but he was not an idiot. He could guess a lot of things with just a little thought. Then he gritted his teeth and said to Gao Feng:

"General Charles has been dismissed from his post, but I can still take you to see him. After the general confirms your information, you will be paid a penny..."

Gao Feng sneered, shook his head and said:

"If you take me to see Charles, the trouble may be even greater. The reason for dismissing Charles from his post in the special operations group was at most the unfavorable battle and heavy losses. But if you involve me, it will be colluding with foreign enemies and having evil intentions. Are you really You want me to go see him?"

Gao Feng's words made Yang calm down and he walked around the room. The conflict outside had turned into a physical collision. The soldiers of the third regiment were beaten and rolled on the ground by a group of barbarians, but he seemed to be troubled by Gao Feng's words. , someone finally wanted to rush in. At the moment when the peak was about to be launched, Yang Meng pulled out a large-caliber pistol and fired continuously. Seven bullets were fired instantly, and then he roared angrily:

"General Charles has not been formally promoted to the military yet. Don't go too far and annoy us. At worst, there will be a civil war. Let's see if your Bismarck can escape..."

After shouting these words, the outside suddenly became quiet. Gao Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. Just now, Yang's seven bullets just shot through the helmet of a Doom Slayer, killing him on the spot. There was no backlash. Obviously, this black-haired man The guy with the eyes is more decisive than he thought.

"Take it and go find Charles. With this, his troubles will no longer be troubles... Even if he rejoins the team, he still has the capital..."

Gao Feng threw something over, and Yang hurriedly caught it. When he took a closer look, he suddenly looked happy, nodded heavily to Gao Feng and said:

"It seems that you have guessed our purpose. I promise that nothing will happen to you on our territory, and the person you just killed will not cause trouble, but we still need some more detailed things..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Feng took out the tactical recording chip from his helmet and handed it to Yang, who was a little embarrassed. He thought Gao Feng didn't understand that his helmet had a recording function, but he never thought that Gao Feng had already understood this.

"The Alpha Stone is not so easy to get. Charles is right. There are indeed more dangerous radioactive beasts there. I advise you to take the opportunity to escape. Not just anyone can take advantage of it..."

Gao Feng vaguely stated his advice and ignored Yang. Yang did not ask further questions. He knew that the recording chip would tell him the answer.