Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"Stop, what are you doing!" The gang stopped Huo Buyang and pulled out a bright knife, which was so bright that it was scary.

"I'm a miner here, responsible for moving the ore."

The gang members groped around Huo Buyang's body: "What is this stick? Are you going to commit murder?"

"For self-defense."

"Confiscated!"

ill.

Huo Buyang thought.

As if just shouting loudly proves that they are doing something.

He handed over the iron rod honestly and watched the gang throw it aside.

But I have to admit that there are hundreds of people gathered here tonight, including most of the elites of the Qingyang Gang. The gang is divided into several squads. Everyone's nerves are tense. Those who are resting are not allowed to have leisure. Melee thugs are checking their weapons. and leather vests, and the crossbowmen also adjusted their bowstrings and mechanisms from time to time.

This is no longer an ordinary night shift in the mine, and the responsibility of these people is no longer to supervise lazy workers.

In Wang Hu's words, this is a war.

A war of revenge.

That's why Dr. Yang was asked to come with him and brought his medicines and medical equipment, which was equivalent to being a military doctor.

But Huo Buyang knew that it was only a human being who caused such a big reaction from them.

——Lu Meng.

This made him worried.

With such a formation, if Brother Lu really appeared in front of them, countless murderous arrows would be waiting for him.

Even if he can break through the arrow rain, he still needs to cross the fence composed of iron sheets and wooden cones, and in the shadows of every corner there may be strong men holding sharp blades, who are always looking forward to proving their bravery in front of the leader.

When Lu Meng breaks through all the obstacles, he will face the leader of the Qingyang Gang, which means he will be surrounded by many. While fighting with warriors, he must always be careful of the spears thrust from behind him...

"The arrangements are all good, there's just one problem."

Lu Meng chewed the dried meat: "What if I don't come?"

Why would he challenge the battle prepared by others when he was so full?

"Hmm, this soup is good. Brother Lu, you can also have a bowl." Huo Buyang was just a little curious, eating was the big deal.

"Thanks."

now is our recess time.

Like other miners, they came to the open space, sat cross-legged in twos and threes, and ate the dry food sent by their families.

Everyone knows that food that leaves their sight disappears.

The work often lasts all day and all night, and the miners eat a lot, so they usually get a lot of food sent by their families.

In the past, Li Liu delivered meals to Xiao Huo twice a day, but today it was the old doctor who came.

To most of the people here, the old doctor is no longer a stranger, and many people even took the initiative to say hello to him, making it easy to pass along the way.

The old man's legs and feet are not good, so it's okay to rest in the mine for a while.

"Moreover, rather than saying that they are guarding against me, they are protecting us." Lu Meng commented.

"Protect?" Huo Buyang reacted quickly, "Will the Fog Man really come?"

Lu Meng nodded.

These days, he has been focusing on the mine, has explored many places, and finally determined the movement traces of the fog people group.

"Brother Lu, how do you know they will be here tonight?"

"I don't know," Lu Meng pointed to the lantern hanging high on the wooden pole, "but because it's there, the probability is very high."

"Besides, they will come sooner or later."

He looked at Xiao Huo: "If there weren't these elites of the Qingyang Gang today, you might be the only ones facing the Fog Man."

Huo Buyang nodded. With his current strength, let alone blocking the crowd of fog people, he could barely deal with a single fog person.

But if such a situation really happened, Xiao Huo would definitely have made an excuse not to go to work in advance, and they wouldn't show up here.

Lu Meng is not here to be a bodyguard for the miners.

The Qingyang Gang doesn't pay much attention to it themselves, but they expect a passerby to help them solve all their problems. There are no such kind people in the world.

Or perhaps it is precisely because there were so many kind-hearted people like this that a large number of irresponsible moths sprang up and ate them up.

——The best way is to force the Qingyang Gang to take action.

"So can they really stop the Fog Man?"

"It's hard to say." Lu Meng compared the strength of this group of fog people with the previous batch of fog people they met in the West District.

Fangshi's group in the West District was searching on their own initiative. Without any fortifications or psychological preparation, they ran into the vanguard of the Fog Men's invasion of the hub.

Nowadays, the most severe fog disaster is also in the Western District.

The Qingyang Gang's overall strength is completely inferior to Fangshi's lineup, but it occupies a favorable location and position. Qingyang Street itself is also located on the east side of the hub station. The fog people have to spread through almost half of the hub station before they can reach here. The threat they pose is already quite small. This is why Lu Meng chose to settle here.

He looked at the lantern swinging in the wind.

After all, it was hearsay, and the leader of the Qingyang Gang still didn't know enough about the Fog Man.

Or perhaps it was a deliberate attempt to attract the Fog Man, because the fierce female leader came here for "revenge".

But they still underestimated these monsters.

The best way is to shrink all forces outside the streets, abandon outside industries such as mines, and build fortifications around the streets, with the sole purpose of preserving human settlements... Only in this way will the success rate of resisting the impact of the Fog Man be greater.

--easy to say, hard to do.

Just like in the romance story, the counselor proposes three strategies to the lord: the upper, middle and lower strategies. Very few people will choose the best strategy as soon as they come up.

The price of the best policy is huge.

This is equivalent to asking the Qingyang Gang to voluntarily give up more than 80% of its sphere of influence and more than half of its income.

Even if it's for survival.

Everyone is lucky.

What if the fog man doesn't find me? What if the Fog Man is not as ferocious as the legend says? What if I could inflict pain on the fog men in the mine and make them retreat?

In the end, they will choose the moderate middle strategy, but in the end they will be forced by the situation and become the worst strategy.

‘From this perspective, perhaps letting the Qingyang Gang suffer a disastrous defeat today will help the two leaders wake up. ’ Lu Meng weighed it.

Even though most of the elite members of the Qingyang Gang were lost here, they still had gang members and stragglers staying on Qingyang Street. The street's own defenses were better than this temporary one, and residents could be recruited to help with the defense.

A rabble is a rabble.

Except for the two warriors from the Qingyang Gang, the individual strength of the rest of the gang was nothing compared to the Fog Man. Their advantage lies in their numbers. As long as they can hold up a crossbow, move bricks, and poke twice with a spear, they will be qualified in the fight against the Fog Man.

Although the Fog Man's fighting instinct is strong, his weaponry and intelligence will always be his flaws.

‘Is there any way for the Qingyang Gang to win this battle without becoming complacent and continuing to spread its power outside the streets and continue to send unsuspecting residents out to die? ’

Such as these miners and collectors.

Although Lu Meng has stopped purchasing medicinal materials after noticing the traces of the Fog Man, the demand within the Qingyang Gang has not diminished, so for the sake of order and livelihood, the collectors will still venture out.

"Anyway, if the situation looks wrong, remember to run back and return to Qingyang Street quickly." Lu Meng told Xiao Huo.

"Yeah." Huo Buyang agreed.

This is not the time to be a hero, nor is it cowardice to run back to Qingyang Street.

If the Qingyang Gang is defeated, the first wave of chaos will occur within the streets.

Li Liu would be a conspicuous target.

"Ouch————"

A long and loud howl suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

"Bone dog?" Wang Hu frowned with thick eyebrows.

"It sounds like there's only one, maybe it's passing by. There are so many of us and it doesn't dare to come."

In the mining area she wasn't paying attention.

Lu Meng there patted Huo Buyang on the shoulder and stood up.

"Remove your hands." He smiled in response to A Ping's concerned gaze.

Only he and Huo Buyang recognized it as Xiaogu's voice.

——The fog man is coming.

Lu Meng hunched his body and walked slowly for more than ten meters, pretending to hide in the shadow of a stone. The weak light of the lantern could not cover his figure at all.

At the moment when everyone's attention disappeared on him, Lu Meng jumped lightly, dived deeper into the night with a vigorous posture, and ran towards the outside of the mine.