Doomsday Dark Age

When Shi Minggong knew the result of the battle, Gao Gao knew it too. Even though he had achieved a good result, Gao Gao's heart was still heavy, and he walked out of the door in a daze, and in an instant, billowing smoke billowed from behind, as if the house was on fire.

Hongsha, who has been waiting outside the door, doesn't care about these things. He still holds a cup of steaming jujube wine in his hand. Jujube wine is the most primitive wine brewed in the wilderness. Whether it is the underground world or the Galo world, there are countless Bisha Jujube wine is more delicious and more mellow, but Gao Feng likes this spicy and pungent wine, like most men in the wilderness, maybe only drinking sand jujube wine will remind Gao Feng of the hard struggle in the western wilderness Remind yourself not to get lost.

After killing the jujube wine in one gulp, Gao Feng's heart felt a little more relaxed amidst the hot feeling. He stroked Hong Sha's hair and walked forward, but Hong Sha didn't follow her. She knew that at this time, what Gao Feng needed was a People take a quiet walk, she doesn't need anyone to tell her, she understands it clearly, and only Hongsha, who only has Gao Feng in his eyes, can understand him so well.

There is no need to cover it with perception, Gao Feng can vaguely hear crying from all directions, this kind of crying is low and depressing, like crying under the quilt, if it is not promoted to Bengyun, even Lishan may not be able to hear clearly.

In the suppressed cries, Gao Feng's heart was also suppressed, walking alone on the street, crossing the oncoming Jia Luo or soldiers. The soldiers are all soldiers of the Blood Sea Fleet, and they are the same as Jia Luo , indifferent to the silent peak walking in the shadows, but showing joy and talking to the people around him, the content of the conversation is naturally the loss of the Chaos Front.

It’s not that no one knows, none of the low-level Jialuos who attacked today survived, and it’s not that no one knew that only three of the fifty cracked mountain Jialuos came back, but they didn’t care. Maybe they already understood that after this war, whether it is Neither he nor his comrades in arms may be spared, but so what?As long as they can see the hope of victory, this war is not as terrible as imagined.

Maybe everyone's definition of war is different. The family members of the dead will be sad because their loved ones died in battle, some will be happy for the hope of victory, and some will walk silently on the street and mourn, but no matter what No matter what, this war must continue. The Chaos Front will not give Huaxia a chance to compromise, and Gao Feng will not believe that the Chaos God King will let his wife and children go.

Before he knew it, Gao Feng came to a small but lively camp. This camp was located in the center of the Biyu family's temporary barracks. It was supposed to be a heavily guarded place, but it was as lively as a festival. Hundreds of majestic Jia Luo were around the campfire Loud and frolicking, the grill on the bonfire was turning a huge savage beast, and the savage beast, dripping with fat, seemed to be covered with golden brilliance under the baking of the fire.

The shining brilliance reflected on the countless wine bottles around, making the revelers here feel as if they were in the glow of thousands of stars. The Galos ate barbecue and drank strong wine. Even if someone vomited, they vomited while drinking. Drinking, the choking snot foamed out, and he still refused to let go of the wine bottle in his hand, as if this thing was more precious than his life.

Hundreds of Jia Luo seemed to be drowning themselves in wine, wantonly enjoying the joy of the wine and barbecue, but less than ten meters away from them, there was another scene, hundreds of thousands of people sitting in their tents On the side, silently watching Jia Luo, who was drinking and carousing.

The silent one is also Jia Luo, most of them are not alone, some are holding young children, or accompanying white-haired parents, there are also young and handsome ones, holding beautiful wives in their arms, whispering Talking about love, the eyes of the girl who has just become a married woman are soft waves that can drown people, her bright lips are blooming to reveal the most beautiful smile, but tears are dripping down her chest along the corners of her lips, chin, and chest.

Suddenly, Gao Feng knew what this place was. This was the concentration camp of death squads. Those who reveled in alcohol and would get drunk even if they vomited were the dead men who were about to leave tomorrow. Those who quietly accompanied their families were waiting in line to die. Jia Luo, because of Gao Feng and other high-level decisions, they all went to the battlefield of death and speechlessness, so they laughed loudly, sang loudly, and used fire and drink to cover up the timidity in their hearts, just to let the last bravery be remembered in people's hearts, let their His wife, children and family members know that he is not afraid, and he will not leave a shameful reputation before he dies.

All of a sudden, the hairs on Gao Feng's whole body stood on end. He knew how the top families select the dead. Only Jia Luo, who loves his family and regards the family above all else, would be willing to lead the death, because they are full of love for their family. Knowing that if you don't die, your family will die, this is the most ruthless threat of the top family.

Only this kind of person is the most perfect cannon fodder. Those who are vicious, only love themselves, and don't understand gratitude and family affection, are absolutely not qualified to join the Death Squad. Even if they are forced to join, they will disrupt the plan because of resentment. Either run away, or create various accidents, so that the airship carrying him will never reach the battlefield. This kind of person can destroy the outcome of the war for his own selfishness.

A kind of anger rushed to his heart, Gao Feng's brain was congested with blood, his eyes were dark red, he turned to question Shi Minggong, he never believed that this matter had nothing to do with Shi Minggong, only those who know how to love their families know how to be grateful and contribute to China , this kind of people are people of high moral character, why let them die?

Before taking a step forward, his figure suddenly stopped, did Shi Minggong do something wrong?Did the top family do something wrong?While he was secretly preparing and delaying time, a large number of Chinese people were taken away by the Chaos Front every day and sent to the Chaos God King to make food. What did they do wrong?

They have nothing wrong, just because they are weak, in the eyes of Gao Feng or the top family, they are worthless and useless to prove themselves, so using their lives to delay the attack of the Chaos Front is a relatively cheap way , But how have they ever expressed their feelings?

Gao Feng thought he was righteous, but he suddenly discovered that from the beginning of the war, no one was just. In order to win, no matter which side will use all means to win the final victory, no matter how dirty those means are.

Looking down at his hands, under the flickering fire, his hands are like red jade, revealing a crystal texture. This is Bengyun Jialuo's unique physique. Perfect skin and powerful strength are hidden in his body. Climb to the pinnacle of human evolution.

These hands are so bloody. The owner of these hands has pushed countless people into the abyss of death. These people have family members, wives and children, friends, and responsibilities. They may not be perfect people, but they are all flesh and blood. People with thoughts and dreams are not barbarians who have lost their cultural heritage after the end of the world, but merged with those vivid faces in the previous life, they are his compatriots, Chinese people.

"Boy, come over for a drink and spend the last night with me..."

Suddenly someone shouted loudly, interrupting the resentment towards him in Gao Feng's heart. He looked up blankly and saw a strong man with a swollen face, Jia Luo, who was not a good person at first glance, and raised the wine bottle to himself.

For some reason, when he walked towards that Jia Luo, the aura of a strong man disappeared without a trace, and the aura of the leading Jia Luo appeared vaguely. Maybe he didn't want to use the aura of high-level Jia Luo to scare these lovely death squads, maybe It was he who wanted to get himself drunk with these warriors, to wash away his loathing for himself.

Gao Feng's body was much shorter than the opponent's height of more than two meters, but he casually took off the wine bottle held tightly in the opponent's hand, raised his head and poured half a bottle of spirits into his throat, making the fierce guy's eyes freeze In a daze, I was dumbfounded for a full minute.