Doomsday Dark Age

"Willing, we are willing, to kill all the people on the ground and take everything from them?"

"To avenge the martyrs who died, the underground people will never yield, and the underground people will never perish...."

"We will use our blood to awaken more people, let them go in the direction where our corpses fell, and take what originally belonged to us..."

“…………, fight, fight, only fighting can bring back everything that was lost….”

Empty and cold, the dark space filled with blood and murderous intent suddenly erupted into shouts of thousands of people, extreme emotions spread in the space, everyone's heart was burning with flames, the education received by underground people for decades, always Putting oneself on the victim's side, the plight of the underground people is blamed on the ground people. There is an irreconcilable conflict between the underground people and the ground people. The boss doesn't need to waste much time talking, he just needs a little guidance to arouse the fighting spirit of his subordinates.

But the regiment leader understands that they are just a group of cannon fodder, pawns that the superiors regard as bargaining chips. For the sake of profit, the superiors can trade the weapons produced underground with the people on the ground in exchange for the luxury goods and precious animal skins they need. , They unilaterally tore up the agreement and launched a shameful ambush without declaring a war. They have no idea what the real enemy is like. Even if they fail, it will not hurt the overall situation, because they are destined to be just a bunch of cannon fodder.

Gao Feng and the ten regrettable soldiers Jia Luo soon arrived at the Yingshi Avenue. This miraculous road is still preserved today with lights and electricity. As a milestone for Gao Feng to explore the underground, the Yingshi Avenue exudes The shining luster dazzled every Jia Luo, and he couldn't bear to look away. Only Gao Feng kept wondering, what exactly did he forget?

"Too bad, Angelina is still buried..."

Gao Feng paused, and suddenly remembered that the pair of garbage that fell just now buried not only the captured officer, but also Angelina wrapped in protective clothing, because the news brought by Maple Leaf Maniac was too shocking , Gao Feng forgot to bring it down for a while, and only served as the communications officer for underground technology support.

Thinking of this, Gao Feng decided to go back to find her. At this time, they had already arrived at the stalagmite hall. This is also the most important location where the wilderness enters the underground. Dazuo, all kinds of micro-missiles rushed out of it like wasps, blasting flames, plasma, poisonous gas, steel balls, and nitrogen water and other killing and non-killing methods in the passage.

At this time, Gao Feng also had to speed up and lead the rest of the people into the battlefield. For a moment, Angelina forgot all about Gao Feng's continuous advancing battle, and only Angelina herself was fighting with tons of discarded garbage. struggle.

"Is there anyone? Is there anyone? Where are you, Senior Officer, come and save me..."

Angelina called desperately under the garbage dump, but got no response. She waited until the oxygen in the protective clothing was almost exhausted. Angelina knew that if she didn't save herself, no one could save her. After a long while, the corner of the garbage like a hill There was a sudden explosion, and countless dust was splashed. In the dust, Angelina dragged a person and climbed down with difficulty. After she was exhausted, she fell on the side of the garbage mountain and found that Gao Feng and everyone else had nothing but herself. Disappeared.

An unprecedented loneliness and fear came to Angelina's mind, and she fell into a panic suffocation. She frantically turned on the communicator to contact Gaofeng, but this communicator was not designed for underground communication. Noisy electronic sound, she can't hear anything.

Fortunately, it didn't take long before Angelina's hidden design as a trainer was activated. The panic from the beginning gradually calmed down, and she checked her equipment immediately and began to save herself. This is why Masati was able to survive that day. As a precious resource, the moderator has added self-help emotions from the beginning of the setting, but it has never been hidden, because once aroused, it is easy to trigger emotions and achieve true awakening.

Not long after, Angelina prepared the spare guns and oxygen mask, and looked for everything that could be used. At first, she entered the deformed chariot and wanted to repair the communicator of the chariot. The development of the front has gone into different branches. She couldn't figure out the reason, and finally focused on the fateful prisoner.

"Dark calendar, 21, May [-], [-]:[-], target of torture, young man, slightly injured, stable breathing, ability to withstand a-..."

Angelina restrained the cute expression on her face, and suddenly became cold and indifferent, and said the preparations before the torture word by word to the personal terminal system on her wrist, without cunning and agility, her eyes were empty and indifferent, looking at The man receiving treatment on the ground seemed to be looking at a lifeless corpse.

"Who are you? Are you not from China? You have brown hair and blue eyes. I didn't expect to see the Aryan race that only exists in history books?"

The prisoner obviously didn't have the consciousness of being captured. The moment he opened his eyes, he began to talk endlessly. He didn't feel the panic of being in a desperate situation. He showed his good knowledge. A gentleman.

"Name, rank, number of the unit you belong to, the purpose of the operation, and everything you know...,"

Angelina's empty eyes have no luster, and in her right hand she holds an antique pistol with an ivory handle that is as exquisite as a work of art. The silver barrel is faintly sliding with the luster of a cross star, without the cold murderous aura of a weapon, it looks luxurious and elegant, coupled with a beautiful girly face , It is difficult to connect Angelina with the murderer, but every word she said has a special syllable, like a hammer, hitting the chest, making people feel a faint pain in the heart.

"Beautiful girl, you and I are in different camps, so you don't understand what kind of people you are facing. Although I am defeated, I still have the strength of a Chinese soldier..."

"You are also worthy of being called soldiers? You are just a group of mice hiding in the dark. They dare not even fight in an open and aboveboard manner. What kind of character are you talking about..."

Angelina sneered and interrupted the other party's sonorous words. The officer's face turned red immediately, and he struggled to sit up, shouting loudly:

"That's called soldiers never tire of deceit. When your ancestors were still on the tree, our ancestors had already played 36 tricks. What do you know?"

"You still lost. You lost completely. Hundreds of people ambushed 23 people. You are the only one alive, and you have a chance to survive if you are captured..."

Angelina hit the other party mercilessly, interrupting each time just when the other party was in the most intense mood, making this seemingly calm and tough officer gradually lose control of his emotions.

"that is because……."

"Because you always look for a reason for your defeat, so you take your defeat as an acceptable fact? It's ridiculous, you are so hypocritical from the beginning to the end..."

Angelina once again criticized the officer all over her body. Although his chest was about to explode in anger, there was one thing that could not be denied. Their perfect ambush plan failed, and he became a captive, the only captive.

"Okay, losers don't need a reason, you guys won this game, temporarily..."

"If the enemies are all like you, we will keep winning until we find the culprit who broke the balance and let him suffer for his ambition..."

Angelina's thinking is quick, and she is proficient in words. The young officer is also a talent with rich knowledge, but in front of Angelina, she has no power to fight back. The last bit of venting seems to be suppressed by Angelina, and the previous one is gone. Indifferently, without the frenzy of fright and anger, with a wry smile on his face, he shook his head and said:

"Ask whatever you want. There are things I can tell you, but I don't know much more. I'm just a temporarily promoted captain, commanding hundreds of mobs who can't even turn off the trigger safety. Do you think I How much can you know?"

The other party has compromised, and sometimes verbal harm is more desperate than physical torture, not to mention that he himself is also a consumable that was pushed out. Hundreds of mobs under his command formed two ambush positions as much as possible, Taking into account all possible failures, the arrangement of the firepower point is also perfect. If the higher-ups give him a little more heavy weapons, if he can have more than one platoon of regular soldiers, if..., unfortunately, there is no if... .

"Name, rank, number of the unit you belong to, the purpose of the operation, and everything you know..." Angelina kept the same tone as before, and the dull question was precisely to make people find no fault, but depressed The immeasurably rigid voice made the opponent completely lose the desire to fight back, because he couldn't see the emotional fluctuations in the opponent, only the cold and biting sarcasm.