Doomsday Dark Age

"Do me a favor..."

The hoarse voice is like old bark that has lost moisture, and it is extremely difficult to say every word. When he opened his mouth, his dry lips cracked like a knife edge, revealing little scarlet blood, and he spoke at an extremely slow speed. Say the following words.

"Help kill me, I don't have the strength to wipe my neck..."

Gao Feng laughed coldly when he heard this, jumped off the green-scaled beast, grabbed the opponent's neck, and pressed his whole body into the middle of the corpse, so that his face was in line with the painful and distorted face of a certain corpse. face relative.

"Look at them, look at them, they are your people, they are your fighters, they died for you, seeing them, do you have the face to say this? Do you have the face?"

Gao Feng's angry roar made the Dragon Spearman and the barren man look over together, while Maple Leaf Xiaohua shrugged at Jia Luo who was pinched by Gao Feng, and looked down on this kind of person who was about to die after being hit.

Amid Gao Feng's furious scolding, Jia Luo, who had been weak before, suddenly burst out with great strength, snapped Gao Gao's hand away, knelt on the ground and shouted loudly:

"What can I do? What can I do? If I hadn't insisted on being an enemy of the underground people, they wouldn't have died here. It's me. It's all my fault. There is no hope of revenge. What can you tell me to do? ...."

Gao Gao kicked him who was screaming with his neck pulled, and fell into the pile of corpses, pointed at his nose and continued to curse:

"Even if you want to die, you can't die here. The underground people are still alive and well. If you can't kill the ones in the sky, can't you kill the ones underground? Thousands of lives are in debt, and there are thousands of underground people waiting for you." Let you go to collect debts, and die after you have repaid the debts owed by the underground people..."

A thunderbolt flashed in Yue Hai's mind, the man in front of him was right, he couldn't do anything about the fighter planes in the sky, but could he also help the ones on the ground?Before, he had to worry about the livelihood of thousands of tribes, so he could only stay here aggrieved. Now that the tribe has been destroyed, what else does he have to worry about?With his half-step regret army's fighting power, can't he still pay back this blood debt?

Originally, Yuehai just got into the horns of the dead, and he only wanted the underground people to attack in the air, and he would never be able to defeat them, but he never thought that he didn't need to defeat the underground people, he only needed to kill them as much as possible, as long as he didn't die for a day, he would Keep killing, and one day, he will use the lives of thousands of underground people to lay the foundation for his subordinates who were burned alive.

"I'm Yue Hai, I'm Xianfeng Jia Luo, whoever can help me kill the underground people, I'll help him with my life, whoever stops you from killing the underground people, I'll help you kill him..."

Still full of murderous intent, Yue Hai was like a cheetah preying on it, exuding boundless murderous aura and standing opposite Gao Feng, his eyes once again in focus were extremely serious, Gao Feng nodded heavily facing the revived Yue Hai.

A half-step regrettable soldier, 130 and seven wounded, this is the first batch of new subordinates recruited by Gao Feng. These people are almost alive and dead. Apart from eating and sleeping, their only desire is to seek revenge from underground people, and this is also true. Only Gao Feng can be satisfied. When Gao Feng looked at the wounded who had returned to the Crescent Mountain station for rest and treatment, he knew in his heart that once they took up arms again, they would be a fearless army of death, and there was nothing to make them fear. , and there is no temptation to corrode their will to fight. As long as they have a breath, they will go forward bravely until they fall, because they have long since died, and what survives is only the body waiting to fight.

Only an army that has experienced death and despair and can continue to fight is the truly terrifying army. They have nothing but fighting. Even if they encounter a big defeat, they will not collapse. Only such an army is the peak. most desired.

The saturated air raids of the underground people caused the death of [-]% to [-]% of the barren people. Even if the barren people who have never seen air strikes escaped the bombing, they could not escape the poisonous smoke and suffocation of the burning fire, not to mention the three consecutive days of fire. , Without particularly good luck, there is almost no possibility of surviving.

But as long as the barren people survived, except for those who were frightened mad by death and flames, the rest are killing machines full of revenge. Instead of attacking them, the attacks of the underground people smashed the inferiority in their bones and forged them. A fighting spirit as hard as steel.

The 280 barren people are survivors of tens of thousands of barren warriors who survived air raids and food shortages. After removing more than 300 frightened cowards and lunatics, and more than 400 seriously disabled and seriously injured, The remaining 500 people are the recruits of the Dragon Spearmen. Most of these recruits have burns of varying severity, and many of them have already begun to get infected.

Gao Feng, who took in most of the surviving barren people, not only received the allegiance of Yue Hai, but also three sporadic leaders Galo and dozens of Galo people joined him, increasing Gao Feng's Galo combat strength to more than 300 people, and also It brought a huge burden of wounded to Gao Feng.

The formed medical team consisted of only 20 people. Although a lot of medicine and equipment were seized from the underground people, it was not enough to meet the needs of thousands of wounded. What's more, it was not ordinary trauma, most of them were deep burns, the lightest was superficial. Level three requires more than ten times the existing drugs and equipment, and the difference is enough to make Gao Feng's hair gray.

In order to prevent the underground people from seeing the truth of Crescent Moon Mountain, Gao Feng moved most of the population to the mountainside. Except for the observation post and Maple Leaf Xiaohua's investigation team, Gao Feng shrank in the dark underground, and the most densely populated people in the mountainside The place is the makeshift hospital.

Gao Feng walked to the gate of the hospital tiredly, his body was covered with old and fresh bloodstains, these bloodstains had dried up, exuding a pungent fishy smell, Gao Feng who paid attention to personal tidiness did not have the energy to pay attention to these trivial matters, and smoked a cigarette It took a long time to spit it out from his mouth, and his heart was full of helplessness.

Countless people screamed and groaned behind him, and the shrill screams lingered in the dark space like ghost cries, impacting people's eardrums, and Gao Feng had long been immune to the terrifying sound waves superimposed by countless screams. For three days, he stayed in the dark space. He never left here, using Qianjiesi to operate on the wounded, even if he had the technology that top surgeons looked up to, he still couldn't stop the wave of death from coming.

Just when the peak was halfway through, more than a dozen women came out with aluminum buckets. These metal buckets, which were supposed to be silver-white, were dyed red with deposits, and their scorched arms, legs and feet were placed in random places. Inside the barrel, a section of the boss was exposed, and there was still blood flowing on the cut section. The red muscles and white bones, together with the scorched black shell, made people sick, but the women carrying the barrel were expressionless. Clearly used to this level of gore.

The amputated limbs are only a small part. In the past few days, the women who have laid hands have been taking these amputated limbs out of the hospital and sending them to the incinerator to be burned. Not only the limbs are sent out, Desolate traitors with tired faces followed closely behind on stretchers. The stretchers were covered with corpses with large areas of eroded skin. Many of the corpses still had traces of sewing and mending. Their hands and feet were hanging limply outside the stretcher, overflowing from the wounds. The blood and pus dripped down the drooping hands and feet to the ground, leaving countless lines-like marks on the ground.

Dozens of corpses were accumulated in half a day. The corpses of yesterday and the day before yesterday had been burned to ashes and scattered outside. Gao Feng smoked a cigarette in silence. The morale of the spearmen is low, and the dragon spearmen have been forbidden to approach this side. All the sundries are made by the deserted traitors. There are already two deserted traitors who can't stand this hellish scene and commit suicide. How many people are involved.

After throwing away most of the remaining cigarette butts, Gao Feng felt that his tortured nose was a little bit better in the smoky smoke. With firm steps, he turned around and walked into the hospital again. The so-called hospital is just a few empty warehouses Closed, one of which houses the operating table and medium-sized equipment unloaded from the medical vehicle, and the other warehouses and passages are used as wards for the wounded.

Stepping on the sticky and slippery bloody water on the ground, Gao Feng returned to the hospital full of wailing. Beds were placed on both sides of the four-meter-diameter passage. Either wipe the three-inch dagger in his hand nervously, or shrink into a ball and hide himself in the shadows. ,

More people were still groaning in a coma. Gao Feng walked step by step from the bed at his feet, breathing in the air full of various odors. The wounded near the outside were less injured. The heavier the body, the more the wounded. Many people not only had their legs amputated, but even their arms were amputated. According to the habits of the wilderness, these people are no longer qualified to live. Even if they recover from their injuries, they cannot If you become a warrior, you can't farm and herd. If you don't want to drag your family down, death is the best choice.

Of course Gao Feng would not do this. The Goddess of Dawn left behind tens of thousands of tons of food, which would slowly spoil if left unattended. As hard labor, traitors do not need to consume manpower or worry about supplies. Gao Feng is willing to use seriously wounded soldiers to establish a positive image for Dragon Spearmen.

It's a pity that the barren man himself didn't think so. Gao Feng walked to a bed, and several barren man traitors who took care of the wounded knelt and trembled on the blood-stained floor. On the bed beside them, the barren man whose legs had been amputated The man has lost his life, and the dagger in his hand is stuck in the lower abdomen under the quilt. From the countless scratch marks on the wall with the other hand, it can be seen that the barren man has been enduring severe pain until the last moment. Only when you lose your breath can you die with peace of mind.

The desolate people committed suicide because they lost their legs. Such scenes recurred within a few days. Almost every hour, one or several people would commit suicide, but Gao Feng didn't want them to commit suicide, so he asked the desolate traitors to watch them , This is also the reason for the fear of the barren and traitors.

The sand wolf came out from behind Gaofeng without a sound. He was equally tired and stared at the deserted traitor kneeling on the ground. A few armed militiamen pointed their rifles at the traitor kneeling on the ground. As they walked forward, the traitors wailed miserably, and were dragged out by the sand wolf and the militiamen by their hair. Their fate was clear at a glance.

Desolate people don't have any good feelings for traitors. If it wasn't for Gao Feng's pressure, the desolate people would have already flayed these traitors. Once the desolate people find an opportunity, they will kill them mercilessly. Gao Feng has no mercy. He didn't want to lower his prestige among the barren because of such a trivial matter.

Prestige came hard and lost quickly, just like the Blood Sea Alliance, now in the minds of the barren people, even sand wolves are no match. Although sand wolves have the name of wolves, they are not as ferocious as wolves, and can only be reduced to food Saproling creatures are known as thieves and cowards among barren people.

If Gao Feng wants to build the Dragon Spearmen into a powerful army, he must establish prestige. Only in this way can he confidently let the desolate people charge against the bullets of the underground people. It is precisely because of prestige that Gao Feng does not sleep for three days and three nights , has been here to treat the wounded, so that every desolate person can see that he is different from those tribal leaders who are full of fat.