Doomsday Dark Age

The reason why thugs are thugs is that they don't know what discipline is. They only rely on violent blood in everything. After complete training, he has done a lot of exercises for the urban terrain, and this mob with nearly a thousand people has nothing but a large number of people.

According to their respective powers, the thugs walked in groups of three or four on the street a kilometer away from the Parliament building, but they could not form any coordinated formation. They crowded together in a chaotic manner, which did not seem to be an attack , but an armed parade, and the weapons in their hands are also various, some of which are standard guns obtained from the guards of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, privately processed primitive knives and guns, rough and rough guns, and there are also vipers that Gao Feng once got. Pistols and poor quality rifles that are easily damaged.

The only bright spot is the machine guns in the hands of the thugs, but the machine guns are not easy to play with. On the square that day, there were some guards from the Ministry of Internal Affairs to help them activate the machine guns. But here, only these pairs of ordnance As soon as they got to know the thugs, it was a waste of time for them to smoothly insert the cannon into the "fuck". After they aimed the cannon crookedly at the media building, Gu Cun and others had been waiting for the day lily It's cold.

Crazy and ignorant thugs gathered together and made a "chaotic" noise. From time to time, women's screams and men's wailing were heard. The leaders of the thugs who thought they were strong and mighty, dressed in various fierce and terrifying shapes , or laughed wildly, or roared angrily, and finally let his subordinates prepare the machine guns, and the cannon fodder waiting to charge was also driven to the front, waiting for the machine guns to sound and start charging.

If you observe carefully, you will find that these cannon fodder are all ordinary people with no weapons, and everyone's hungry face is out of shape. Compared with the madness and rage of the thugs around them, they are like lambs staying in a pack of wolves, panicking all day long. They are the cannon fodder that the mob uses to test the firepower of the media building.

The thugs always believe that the media building is the last bastion of the dungeon. As long as Cheng Junlang in the media building is removed, the dungeon will be completely reduced to their carnival paradise, but they never thought that the moment they stepped onto the street Since then, Gao Feng has driven the last nail into their coffin.

Gu Cun, who couldn't wait to fire, heard a thunderous noise above the heads of the thugs, and then one after another special snipers hit the machine guns that were about to fire, and the thugs were still cheering loudly , excited for their upcoming storm into the media building.

The thugs thought very simply. It was just an excuse to kill Cheng Junlang this time. Their main target was the entertainment stars in the media building. Most of the elite beauties in the dungeon were concentrated in various media companies. See, it appears in various high-end places, and ordinary people will never be able to get in touch. Before, most mob forces were unable to take down the media building alone. Now that all the mobs are gathered together, what building can hinder them from becoming stars? wish?

It's a pity that when they were drooling and fantasizing about those stars screaming under them, a machine gun waiting to be fired was covered with snow-white ice flowers and smiling particles shining with ice crystals after a loud thunder. It emits from the cannon and falls to the surroundings. If it touches a little bit, it will turn into an iceman from head to toe. [

Suddenly, there were seven or eight snow-covered circles among the mob of nearly a thousand people. In each circle, at least a dozen people were frozen into ice sculptures. Before they closed their surprised mouths, they figured out what happened .

The moment Gu Cun's attack happened, the reaction of the thugs was not to fight back, nor was it fear and chaos, but surprise. They looked at their companions who had been frozen into ice sculptures in amazement, and someone touched them with their fingers, wanting to confirm the ice sculpture. It was very cold, and at this moment, several fluorescent points of light flew obliquely to the middle of the crowd, like raindrops falling from the sky.

This time, no one was surprised and curious. The slanting rain burst into bloody flowers in the crowd, and there were screams. Most of the people were in their heads. Consumption, being hit means a headshot, one after another in the crowd, like a tomato being pinched and exploded by a big hand, splashing blood all over the sky, scattered into the dense crowd.

The bright red ones are blood, the white ones are brains, and fragments of eyeballs or skulls fall into the crowd, arousing horror like landslides. Even if the thugs have seen blood and corpses, when these things splash their heads With a full face, he was beaten back to his original shape in an instant, transformed from a crazy thug to an ordinary person, and he didn't want to stay here for another second.

But the moment they got here, it meant that their lives were about to end. More than 20 buildings blocked the escape route behind them, even though Gu Cun's men could only use light weapons, precise bursts and a reasonable firepower It can also make it impossible for mice to get through, let alone these ordinary people who have no tactical awareness.

It's not that the thugs did not resist. They raised their rifles and fired frantically at the top of their heads, but [-]% of the bullets they shot fell into the air, except for leaving ugly holes on the outer wall of the building. The fundamental method is to concentrate the soldiers on the top of the building, because the soldiers fight according to the established "shooting" direction. The left building attacks the bottom of the right building, and the right building cross-shoots the bottom of the other building, so the soldiers He can protect himself very well, and he is not afraid that the pawns below can turn and hit him.

The slanting rain kept setting off bloody waves in the crowd, but the crowd didn't even have a chance to escape. The streets used to be their hunting grounds, but now they became guillotines for death. Under the pouring of the rain, the flowers of blood continued to bloom, and countless thugs wailed in the rain.

The thugs in the rain wanted to rush into the building to escape, but the building had already lowered the gate and sealed it from the inside. They tried everything they could to prevent them from entering, cutting with knives, punching, chiseling, and even headbutting. It was useless to bite them. In front of the solid super-alloy gate, the blade was broken, the fist was shattered, and the kick was reversed. Even if they hit the head and bled, it would no longer be able to play any role except for leaving some bright red blood on the gate.

There is nowhere to hide. The people around me were shot and killed by the flying bullets. The corpses piled up like a hill. More people were shot and lay in a pool of blood, clutching their wounds, crying and wailing. The morale of the thugs who had no discipline in the first place fell to the extreme, and the rising thug leaders could no longer suppress them, and the remaining thugs collapsed suddenly, like collapsed sand sculptures, walking everywhere.

Hundreds of people fled in different directions. This intersection was impassable, so they fled to another intersection, but no matter which direction they chose, there were dead bodies and rain flying down from the sky in front of them. Staying on the ground may not necessarily kill them. If you stay where you are, you will definitely die. Fixed targets are the easiest to hit. The remaining thugs fled desperately.

It is a pity that they will never be found, and Gao Feng will not allow them to continue to live. In order to restore the stability of the dungeon, and to appease the anger of the citizens, they must die. , Gao Feng must thoroughly resolve all hidden dangers.

When at last a dozen strong and sensitive thugs launched a "suicidal" and "sexual" charge towards their original target, the media building, while they were on the run, this bloody attack to appease the anger of the dungeon The massacre finally came to an end, and the last thug fell on the hard floor with absent-minded eyes. After exposing the bloody ground behind him and more than a dozen corpses, the live broadcast room switched the screen to Cheng Junlang again.

At this moment, the entire dungeon fell into a state of calm. Everyone standing on the display screen hadn’t woken up from the killing that took less than half an hour just now. It was a bloody massacre from beginning to end. 』But none of the people who killed the mob appeared on the screen, as if the absent scorpion flew from the void.

Just a moment ago, people were still worrying about the media building and Cheng Junlang, about the future of the dungeon, and about their miserable lives in the future. Suddenly, the situation turned 180 degrees, making everyone feel like falling into a dream, even Many people still suspect that this massacre is actually a three-screen simulation simulated by the media using virtual programs. This massacre did not exist in the first place, and those thugs did not die.

Cheng Junlang was also in a daze. He didn't know Gao Feng's plan very well. He only knew that Gao Feng ordered the guy named Gu Cun to get rid of the thugs who might besiege the media building. But when he saw the nearly thousand thugs , if Gao Feng was not here, maybe he would have run away long ago, even so, his underwear was so scared that his underwear was wet. [

The pale-faced Cheng Junlang froze in front of the camera watched by several people for a while before recovering, swallowed with difficulty, and continued his speech in a hoarse voice:

"Residents of the dungeon, the ultimate sanction is still in effect. Anyone who takes to the streets will be regarded as a thug. For twelve hours, please stay in your room. Someone will check your information and issue Food and water for the day, here, I proudly announce that order will be restored in the dungeon, this is the second thing I do to the dungeon."

Speaking of this, Gu Cun couldn't help looking up at Gao Feng. Although he had made a decision in his heart, he was a little unwilling to come to this step. After all, the dungeon was built by his family brick by brick. The time no longer belonged to him, and it was inevitable that he would be a little disappointed, but the moment he saw the peak, the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood outside and the three corpses whose heads had exploded made him fight another cold war.

"When the dungeon was at its most dangerous, I fled shamefully and watched the dungeon fall into today's situation. I knew that I was no longer worthy to be called the mayor, and I also knew that the citizens would never forgive me, so this time In my final address as mayor, I hereby announce the third thing I will do for the Dungeon...."

Cheng Junlang, who was sweating profusely on his forehead, summed up the speech according to Gao Feng's pre-arranged speech script. In front of more than a dozen cameras aimed at him from different angles, under the witness of hundreds of thousands of underground residents, Cheng Junlang spoke his last words;

"I will resign as mayor and urge the election of a new city council. Maybe you have been disappointed in the city council, maybe you are no longer willing to hand over your destiny to others, but I want to remind everyone that dungeons can be Losing wealth, but not losing order, destruction will only make the dungeon worse...."

The reluctant Cheng Junlang finally disappeared from the camera. After he disappeared, the residents of the dungeon hadn't recovered from the wave after wave of shocks. Suddenly, they found that the problem of the dungeon was over and the riots ended. 』 has disappeared, the dungeon has resumed operation, and Cheng Junlang also handed over the position of mayor. It seems that everything is going on according to the wishes of the previous people, but everyone’s heart is empty, these are really what they want what?The central square is littered with corpses, the thugs on the street are clamoring and screaming, and they are hiding at home in panic all day long, waiting for the thugs to break through the gate. All this is over, but it seems that it is not over. People don't know what the future will be like. What it looks like, and whether they can return to a normal life in the future, everything is blurred in the fog.

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