Doomsday Dark Age

() "Captain Nanfeng, open your eyes when you wake up..."

Before Nan Feng could come up with a solution to the problem, a voice that had been seen through came from his ear.

Two elite fighters who were fully armed but not wearing helmets stared viciously at Nan Feng's every move. What they were holding was not a rifle, but an electric shock baton for underground torture, which made Nan Feng's eyelids twitch involuntarily. Let many punks eat it.

The middle-aged man sitting across from him had a cold face and a businesslike look. He didn't show any disgust or killing intent, which made Nan Feng's already anxious heart drop to the bottom. He didn't even show his emotions for this kind of situation For some people, executing a person is just a daily business, and it is not worth mentioning at all. You should not expect to impress him at all, because they have already lost their humanity.

"Please tell me the specifics of your smuggled objects and the connection between you..."

Sure enough, the middle-aged man started the conversation straightforwardly, and entered the central topic without any foreshadowing.

"I'm just the team leader of the team directly under the third section. Everything I do is a task assigned by Section Chief Fan in private. I don't know the specifics..."

The sooner you speak, the sooner you die. Why doesn't Nanfeng understand this truth? The only way to survive is to involve Fan Meiren. As Fan Meiren, even if the Jasmine Consortium is a relative of the mayor, they dare not kidnap her in private?

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows lightly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his cold eyes. He was about to speak, but Nan Feng said first:

"But I can tell you what I know, but I need life protection, otherwise I would rather not say..."

Hitting a stick and giving a sweet date is still effective even under unfavorable circumstances. The gap in his heart affects the indifference of the middle-aged man. He took a deep look at Nan Feng, hesitated for a moment, nodded and said:

"We have means to get you to tell the truth, but if you take the initiative to cooperate, we won't embarrass you..."

This was Jing telling Nan Feng not to play tricks, Nan Feng felt a little relieved, business people also pay attention to principles, as long as he follows the principles, he may not have a chance to survive.

"We met four months ago. At that time, I received an order from Section Chief Fan to pick up a person. At that time, Section Chief Fan was only the team leader..."

Nan Feng began to narrate. While he was narrating, the middle-aged man quickly recorded in the electronic book with an electronic pen, but the recorded content was synchronized through the network and displayed on the virtual screen in front of Jasmine. Close-ups of Feng’s room and Nan Feng’s face, so that even if they can’t hear clearly, they can still see clearly through the text. In the corner of the display screen, two storm fighters are screaming and destroying in the small cell, beating hard on the solid alloy door , The alloy door, which can withstand the explosion of high-explosive grenades, groaned and trembled under the hammer of flesh and blood, and the guards guarding the door did not dare to relax for a moment as if they were facing an enemy.

"It seems that the main target of the incident in the mining area has been found...."

The old man beside him let out a long sigh, and carefully looked over at Miss Jasmine. Jasmine changed into a gorgeous blue evening dress. The low-cut evening dress decorated her like a blue rose. The deep ravine is thrilling, the mysterious and lazy temperament is luxurious and dignified, and it is extremely attractive, making people want to get closer. This attraction makes the old man's heart fluctuate. Fortunately, he knows this. This kind of attraction was fatal, and he quickly shifted his gaze to Jasmine's eyes.

"How about finding it? How many of us fill it in? Those guys are all lunatics, lunatics who don't even care about their lives..."

The focus of Jasmine's gaze was not on Nan Feng, who was cooperating honestly, but on the storm fighters who kept hammering the door. They were like angry caged beasts, beating the alloy door with both fists time and time again. The alloy door was stained red, and the white phalanges in the wound could be seen, but the two beast-like men couldn't feel the pain, they roared and continued to beat on the alloy door, the loud noises were like drumbeats, beating on Jasmine's heart.

"Things always have to be resolved. The accident in the mining area made the board of directors question your ability. It has already proposed to re-examine the annual plan. We must be careful during the critical period. This time we lost half of the team's manpower. We must not let them know. At least until after the year-end review..."

The old man made a serious suggestion, which made Miss Jasmine sneer mockingly. Seeing Jasmine's disdainful look, the old man couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Jasmine is too young, and many things are not what she wants.

"Does that group of waste also want to influence me? Last year, I proposed that the mining area should be reformed. The hermits are not robots. They also have their own ideas. If you want to make the mining area feel safe, you must give them the corresponding dignity and treatment. But what did those old guys say? I have to pay for their stupidity if I am fully responsible for the cost of upgrading before agreeing to the reform of the mining area?"

Jasmine's resentment could no longer be controlled at this moment, her panting chest swelled and swelled on the low-cut evening dress, and two snow-white semicircular bunnies came out, making the old man cough dryly and calm the girl down.

"You should have some information. As far as I know, the soldiers I traded with were two combat groups of the Storm Legion. There are a hundred of such combat groups at the exits they control, but this is not the whole force. The Storm Legion has six There are two brigades, each with 1000 people, mainly stationed on the surface. I don’t know the actual situation on the surface, but I had a drink with their chief, and I accidentally heard that there is a war on the surface. The force has expanded to 1 people, if I were you, I would forget about it, you can't afford to mess with them...."

Nan Feng's words clearly lingered in Jasmine's room. She and the old man looked at each other with horror in their eyes.

"I need you to tell me in detail about their weapons and equipment, personnel composition, living environment, and..."

In the picture, the middle-aged man still had no expression, as if he didn't care about Nan Feng's scaremongering, and continued his interrogation, but Miss Jasmine who was outside the picture couldn't sit still anymore.

"When I was born, my father used my name to set up a consortium. The consortium is what my father expected of me. I can't let the consortium be destroyed by those people. Uncle Chen, you followed me when my grandfather was still alive." , you must help me think of a way to get through this..."

After all, she was younger, and Jasmine was already restless. The memory of the crazy killings of the twelve storm fighters was still fresh in her memory. Thinking of the Jasmine Consortium falling apart under the attack of countless storm fighters, she shuddered and couldn't help pleading. The old people around.

The old man's expression was equally stern, but it was not to the extent that Jasmine was so frightened. He comforted him:

"Don't be too anxious for the time being. Even if something goes wrong, there is still the a3 dungeon standing in front of us. Even if we fail in three ground wars, the ground people have no effective means of attacking the underground. There was a surface army decades ago. The army was buried underground by the collapsed passage, I think they should know how bad it is..."

When he said these words, Uncle Chen felt a little bitter in his heart. In the war decades ago, the surface people also won miserably. The tens of thousands of troops lost were the essence of the war, so it was nothing. But now, 50 years later, The strength of the people on the surface is not known how many times stronger, and the population is a hundred times larger than that of the underground city. Even if they blow up the passage, they may not be able to get through the other one.