Doomsday Dark Age

Gao Feng and the pole walked around while talking, and unknowingly arrived at a remote corner outside the camp, where two elite warriors were guarding boredly. Seeing Gao Feng and the pole, they immediately got up to greet the Mongolian princess.welcome to read

Seeing their slackness, the pole felt a little strange, stepped forward, kicked each of them, kicked them to the ground, and cursed loudly:

"Two gerbils, let you watch carefully here, isn't that how it looks?"

After talking about the pole, he was still angry, so he gave each of them a few feet. Gao Feng watched from the side and didn't interfere. These people were all under the pole's direct subordinates. Excuse me, when the two guys stood up from the ground in disgrace, the pole looked at the peak.

"Let them go to the manure yard to work for a few days..."

Gao Feng knew that this was also the pole's attempt to maintain his authority, and handed over the final punishment right to himself.

"Hurry up..." The two warriors had a bitter look on their faces, and the pole roared so that they ran away with their heads in their arms. The pole spat out a mouthful of saliva and shouted loudly:

"Let me catch it next time, it will be closed for ten days..."

"Great Elder, isn't it a little too much? Isn't it always like this before? I haven't seen anything wrong either... The latest chapter of Little Princess Huoshui."

Pole dealt with two sneaky guys, but he didn't understand Gao Feng's rules. He was decisive when he executed it, but he had doubts after it was executed.

"Have you forgotten how I was discovered by the desolate people? If the desolate people were as lazy as them back then, would I have been discovered by the desolate people?"

Gao Feng pushed back the problem of the pole with one sentence, and focused on looking at the things the two were guarding, countless iron materials.

Talo is a capable person, and he has never stopped hoarding raw materials, whether in the tribe or here, and the pole is also fascinated by metal, dreaming of building a set of turtle shells for all elite warriors, pursuing the miracle of minimum casualties, and going out to patrol The scouts also sent back the iron materials they found as much as possible.

In the camp, there are tens of thousands of barren men, women, children and former tribesmen living. They all participate in the collection of raw materials. In this cold winter, a large amount of materials are sent back every day.

What Gao Feng saw was only a part, to be precise, a part of an unknown metal, as long as it was in complete condition, it was sent here.

The mysterious object mentioned by the pole is a round iron ball in the middle. This iron ball is not surprising. It is about three meters in diameter. It is like stratified rock, with layers of rust stacked on it. Some dark gray, like a rotten coffin.

The reason why the pole is so mysterious is that it is said to be very similar to the tense bomb before Gaofeng, so I am going to give Gaofeng a surprise.

Gao Feng walked up to the big iron ball dumbfounded, looked up and down with his hands on his back, rubbed his hands with the pole and said anxiously?

"How many grenades can this thing produce? If there are grenades, we'll kill that gerbil thing..."

Without saying a word, Gao Feng condensed a hammer from his right hand and smashed it hard on the iron ball. There was a melodious roar, the sound was a bit dull, but there was no hollowness at all. Gao Gao shook his head and said to the pole:

"Don't count on it, you can't get any of them out, but it can be used as a solid shell. Of course, you have to find a cannon that can be put in it..."

Gao Feng was already immune to so-called surprises. It was a miracle that he could find the last bomb. Hundreds of years had passed, except for diamonds and glass, he couldn't think of anything that could remain intact until now.

"How could this be?"

Ganzi was stunned, as much as he hoped, as much as he was disappointed. He never forgot the power of the grenade. In order to find the bomb again, he forced Tulo to identify it. Then he waited happily for Gao Feng to give him a surprise.

"There are so many iron materials, not one of them?"

Mantou ran to a piece of scrap metal again, and said to Gao Feng, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"That thing is the tail of a helicopter. If you can find the front half, and it's an armed helicopter, maybe you can get it?"

Looking at the almost indistinguishable helicopter tail, Gao Feng shook his head and said, the wires and rubber exposed by the crack had all melted into an indistinguishable mass of unknown objects, and it was not easy to preserve it in the present.

"I knew there was no such good thing..."

Poles sat downcastly on an old colorful metal box, murmured, halfway through, he suddenly laughed, shook his head and said:

"To be honest, it's really not worth it for those two brats to go to the manure field to work for such a pile of waste. I went to the manure field once, and it smelled like manure all day long, and I couldn't even eat. That is to say, that fellow Tulo is not afraid, and is watching there all day long."

Gao Feng was also amused by the joke made by the pole. The manure field is a weapon of mass destruction that he created unintentionally. Within a hundred meters of the manure field, no one will not be dizzy. Only Tulo knows the importance of manure. The slaves stirred the dung with slaked lime and buried it underground for fermentation.

For Tulo, the biggest waste in the camp is the waste of manure. He strictly forbids everyone to urinate and defecate in a special place, so that he can collect every piece of excrement and urine as fertilizer for next year. Just because Gao Feng told him that with enough fertilizer, the grain would increase by at least 20.00%.

It was originally just a joke that was forgotten in a blink of an eye, but Gao Feng's eyes became serious. He saw the metal box under the buttocks of the pole with more than half of its skin corroded. The surface layer actually has a unique bright red color, which is the appearance of not being corroded for a long time. At least it shows that the material of the box is quite corrosion-resistant, at least several times that of other metals.

"What is this, is it a bomb?"

Ganzi squatted at Gaofeng and whispered, afraid that if he made a loud noise, Gaofeng would shake his head.

"I don't know... give me your knife..."

Gao Feng also said in a low voice, asking for the death scimitar of the pole, after taking it, he carefully scraped off the dirt on the surface, after the [-] cm high, [-] cm wide, and [-] cm long metal box was cleaned, Gao Feng was a little confused , he felt that this box was somewhat familiar.

"Could it be an ammunition box?" Gao Feng said unconsciously, making the pole look at him suspiciously, but did not disturb him.

The blade of the death scimitar slowly slashed across the gap of the iron box, digging out the layers of welded rust from the gap, and then cut along the gap of the box like a built-in lock. The sharp blade rotated a full circle along the box, Gao Feng put down the scimitar when the blade no longer felt stagnant, and opened the box in front of the pole.

The moment he opened it, the pole held his breath. What he hoped most was for a bomb to pop out from inside. If Gao Feng knew what he was thinking, he would definitely kill the pole as far as he could.

Gao Feng didn't expect anything, just like the pistol he got that day, almost killed himself because the bullet expired.