Doomsday Dark Age

"Hahahaha, I've never seen a guy like you, it's interesting, it's so interesting, come again..."

The man picked up two bottles of spirits from his feet, wiped off the necks of the bottles, and lightly changed the wine bottles into wine glasses. From this light touch, one can see his profound strength. Maybe his rank is not high, but he has a strong sense of strength. The controls are absolutely second to none.

Gao Feng hid a fire in his heart, this fire was called annoyance, which could only be quenched with wine, without saying a word, he grabbed a bottle, collided with the opponent's wine bottle, and shouted:

"It's done, don't get drunk..."

"Okay, let's do it, no one has ever drank like this with me, it's so interesting..."

The fierce and burly Jia Luo seemed to be more and more pleasing to Gao Feng's eyes, and also imitated Gao Feng's killing of spirits. He thought that he was so powerful and strong, and he would definitely drink it before Gao Feng, but when he had just drank half of the bottle, Gao Feng had already killed him. Second bottle.

At this time, the people around also stopped, looking in surprise at Gao Feng who threw away the wine bottle and hiccupped. As Jia Luo who was selected as a dead man, they were all low-level Jia Luo who were not qualified to know Gao Feng's identity. Well, of course they don't know that this young boy in front of him is the culprit who sent them to the battlefield.

They were frightened by the way Gao Feng drank. Even if someone drank while vomiting, it was not as strong as Gao Feng pouring alcohol down his throat. This is not drinking, but courting death.

"Boy, don't suffocate yourself. I saw you coming from outside. You don't have to go tomorrow. You should live well. Live one more day, one day..."

"Bullshit, drinking can suffocate people to death? Who the hell said that people will be beaten to death by fists, stabbed to death by knives, shot to death by bullets, bombed to death by shells, and suffocated to death by people, but they will not be suffocated by alcohol die……."

Gao Feng was already drunk, pointing at the tip of his burly nose in a mad manner and yelling loudly, he looked like he was in a state of drunken madness, when several Jialuo saw the strong man being pointed at by Gao Feng, they couldn't help shaking their heads and smiling wryly, the strong man is not a good person , Quite a few Jia Luo died in his hands, the most irritable, he was ruthless at the slightest disagreement, but very few of the same rank beat him, if the only daughter hadn't been allowed to enter the family's direct line camp, get the most With good resources and care, he may not appear here.

"Interesting, very interesting, you're right, a man can die whatever he wants, as long as he won't be suffocated by alcohol, come on..."

The brawny man seemed to appreciate Gao Feng even more. Even if he was pointed at the tip of his nose and scolded, he was not annoyed. He grabbed two more bottles of wine and confronted Gao Feng. This time he was still defeated by Gao Feng. Stand still, the strong man is already a little top-heavy.

"Little..., boy, no one has ever been able to drink me, you..., you are the first one, what's your name? Leave a number..."

The brawny man refused to admit defeat, and while talking with his tongue out, he picked up two bottles of wine again. Before he got up, the bottle of wine in his hand was missing, and Gao Feng snatched it again.

"My name is Gao Feng, what's your name?"

"Just..., call me fur monster, only friends call me fur monster, others dare to call me, break their necks..."

"So...you consider me a friend?"

Gao Feng put down the half-filled wine bottle, looked at the furbolg with a face like a red shrimp with drunken eyes, and asked in a strange tone.

"Able to drink, better than me. Anyone who drank three bottles of wine and still hasn't poured it is a monster... A monster is a friend of a strange bear. You say..., don't you..."

Panting heavily, the strange bear yelled hysterically at the crowd present. The heart-piercing voice resounded in everyone's ears like an alarm. Everyone raised their bottles at the same time and shouted loudly:

"Yes..., yes, the furbolg is a monster, and his friends are also monsters. Only monsters are friends of monsters..."

Hundreds of people yelled at the same time, and seemed to have a tacit understanding. They uttered the same sentence, forming a huge sound wave that went straight to the sky. At this moment, Gao Feng was really drunk. In this huge sound wave, he felt himself being involved. Sent to the sky above the head, just like in the previous life, after burying his comrades, he drank all night with the remaining soldiers of the Storm Brigade, used alcohol to forget the sorrow in his heart, and used the uncooled blood to boost the morale of his companions, for the next time Prepare to die....

For a moment, Gao Feng's memory became chaotic, and the big faces illuminated by the flames overlapped with the cheeks of his former comrades-in-arms. The last cautiousness in his heart disappeared without a trace. Everyone fell silent, and then roared like a thunderstorm:

"If you are happy in life, why not die... If you are born with comrades in arms, why should you be afraid of death? If you are born with strong wine, why should you worry about death... If you are born with enemies, why should you be afraid of death? A real man, a great husband, lives and dies only One level of life, my life is up to me, I can't help it, kill all the enemies and don't give up, go to the underworld, and then drink..."

This is the life-and-death song of the Storm Brigade. Whenever there is a break in the battle, when someone is drunk after seeing off their comrades, there will always be people singing loudly with tears in their eyes. With the sadness of singing, they bid farewell to the souls of their comrades and tell them that after killing the enemy, I will go down to accompany them to find another drink...

The song of life and death does not rhyme, but it has the contempt for death in the hearts of the soldiers, the lofty ambition to defeat the enemy, and the feeling of despising life and valuing righteousness. It is most likely to arouse the pride in the hearts of the soldiers and make them despise death. team song.

"Live happily ever after..., why not die..., live with comrades-in-arms, die...don't worry..., live with strong wine..."

The fur monster suddenly started to sing too. His voice was incomplete and his voice was high-pitched and resonant. It contained a thorough understanding and freedom of death, which made him sing the sadness and melodiousness of Qin opera. For a while, many drunk people also sang along. After getting up, not long after, hundreds of people also sang along, the singing became louder and louder, and the depression in their hearts was vented through the singing. They were no longer pretending to be happy, but really happy. Even if they die tomorrow, some Accompanied by so many comrades-in-arms, even if you die, you will not be lonely. If so, what is there to be dissatisfied with?

The singing resounded in the camp over and over again. As the wind swept away, more people joined in with the song. These people included Jialuo, ordinary people, and soldiers from the underground army. At this moment, the barrier between them seemed to disappear Now, everyone is a part of the singing, and everyone can feel the freedom and pride in the singing. For a moment, countless people felt from the bottom of their hearts that the deepest feelings in the hearts of those hundreds of Jia Luo were for life. Nostalgia is also the expectation of death. They are using singing to express their feelings between life and death.

People crying in the dark walked out of the room with tears in their eyes. They listened to the song of life and death sung by countless people, and felt the joy of the souls of their loved ones in the singing. A soul without regrets, that is the last consolation for them.

He hadn't been so drunk for a long time. When he woke up the next day, Gao Feng still felt the sharp pain in his scalp that was about to explode. When he groped for the drunken person around him and sat up, he was surprised to find that he had Already in the sky.

The dark red clouds are just beyond the ship's side, the biting cold wind scrapes his cheeks like a knife, and there are distant lightning like dragons swimming in the clouds, and he is sitting on a pile of wine-smelling people. Jia Luo was in a daze.

Suddenly, Gao Feng remembered what he did last night, because of a song of life and death that had long been buried deep in his memory, he let go of everything, completely forgot his identity, integrated himself with the Galos, drank heavily, He ate meat in big mouthfuls, called every Jia Luo who patted him on the shoulder brothers and sisters, and drank more than twenty Jia Luo could drink, and the result was what he is now.

It seems impossible to recognize a drunken Beng Yun among a bunch of drunken Galos, so he was also mixed in among the drunken Galos, and together they moved onto this dying airship, the problem Yes, should he pretend to be confused?Or should I pretend to be confused?Now that he has sung the song of life and death and drank the wine in the cup together, he and these Jia Luo are already comrades-in-arms, and they don't want to live together, but comrades-in-arms who died together, if he leaves alone, he will hold a grudge for the rest of his life.