Apocalyptic Dark Age

Gao Feng's words dispelled Huo Yan's doubts. If these people dare to rebel now, what's the point of waiting for him to establish a family? It is precisely because of this that he wants to avoid future troubles.

All these people heard the conversation between Gao Feng and Huo Yan, and they could do nothing but cry in sorrow. The burning corpses had not extinguished the flames. The ignorant Cao Guo was called forward by Gao Guo and looked at Cao Guo. With pure eyes, Gao Feng solemnly said:

"I know that not everyone wants to overthrow us, at least not you. I will give you a chance to choose people who have a better relationship with you to stay. Everyone else will rush back to the wilderness..."

Everything that happened before and after made Huo Yan feel incredible. It was just a small thing. Gao Feng actually noticed that something was wrong and used various means to find out the conspiracy against them. But he still couldn't refute it, just like Gao Feng said. Yes, someone told him that stacking those things casually might be damaged by moisture, so he sent Caoguo to take care of them. What he didn't expect was that Gao Feng could see something was wrong at a glance. If it were him, he might actually be taken care of by these ordinary people. People make plans.

"Don't be depressed. No one who can survive in the Poisonous Gutman's lair until now is a fuel-saving lamp..."

Gao Feng persuaded Huo Yan for a few words, turned around and walked towards the place where the ammunition was stored. When he passed by Qiaoer, he was stopped by her.

"What are you going to do with me? Or do you just need my blood?"

Qiaoer knew that Gao Feng, Huoyan, and others were the same as Jieming, and they were all interested in her blood. But today, Gao Feng gave her a sigh of relief, and she lost a lot of hatred.

Gao Feng was stunned for a moment, but did not look at Qiao'er. He looked at the lake as calm as crystal and said:

"You just live here. No one can hurt you. Don't even think about running away. Even if you run away, you can't live outside. Anything can tear you apart..."

After finishing speaking, Gao Feng walked forward. Ou Ya left Qiao'er behind and followed closely. Qiao'er stared blankly at Gao Feng's back and remained silent for a long time.

The previous problem was just a small accident, but the danger of ammunition storage has not been eliminated. Gao Feng was so panicked just now because he was afraid that once the ammunition was detonated, everything within a kilometer radius would be turned into powder.

I don't know what bad idea that bastard came up with. There are rows of baby rooms and places where children live all around. Even if the bomb is not affected by the power, it will collapse the house and cause more casualties.

The house is a relatively large wooden house here. There is no shortage of trees in the valley. The exterior walls of the house are made of logs nailed together, and special mud is used to fill the gaps inside, leaving two windows for ventilation. It has an original ecology. It is natural and interesting, but at this moment, the floor of the house is full of military green wooden boxes with peeling colors.

Most of the iron nails on the wood are badly rusted, with layers of nail holes. I don’t know how many people have reinforced these boxes. Most of the boxes have been opened, revealing layers of iron wrapped in oil paper. The things are the same as before. The pistol found by the Claw Tribe was different, but someone had carefully maintained it and replaced it with new oil paper.

Gao Feng was very familiar with these things. Under Huo Yan's fearful eyes, he calmly walked into the ammunition pile in the room without even a foothold. There were all kinds of cannonballs and bullets, as well as a large number of guns hanging on the roof beams. , the guns all had mottled marks and came in various styles. Gao Feng even saw some bolt-action rifles that had been eliminated in previous lives.

There are zero types of these guns, and few are the same. I picked up a gun at random, and it was the Type 30 general-purpose assault rifle that Gao Feng was most familiar with. This rifle accompanied him out of the training camp and galloped on the battlefield. I don’t know how many of them he had damaged. , and I don’t know how many enemies have been killed with this rifle.

The muzzle of the gun opened another box, revealing a lot of shotguns in various colors. The outer layer was also wrapped in thick vacuum plastic film, like exquisite decorations.

Just as Gao Feng was about to walk to another corner, his raised right foot suddenly floated in the air, and he slowly stepped back and squatted down. Just where he was about to land, a black silk thread was stretched tightly. The threads blended in with the shadows in the room, making it impossible to tell without paying attention.

Gao Feng slowly groped with his fingers on the silk thread, extending it into the gap in the box, and carefully took out a high-explosive bomb that had been strung. The surface of the bomb was filthy, stained with unknown dirt, and on top of the dirt there were There was a sheen of oil on it, and it was obvious that someone had been groping it frequently.

There were a lot of high-explosive bombs in the box here, but using this high-explosive grenade as a trap showed that this grenade had a different status in the heart of the person who arranged it. Gao Feng was sure that all his previous guesses were correct.

Then Gao Feng explored again and found a lot of silk threads. These threads were arranged very cleverly and could be ignored if you didn't pay attention. Without exception, they were connected to various explosives. As long as any one of them was detonated, the entire ammunition depot would be detonated. .

Gao Feng eliminated the traps one by one, walked out of the wooden house with the greasy and dirty grenade, and said to Huo Yan, who was standing outside and looking inside:

"Fortunately you haven't gone in, otherwise..."

Gao Feng's stern look made Huo Yan break into a cold sweat, but Gao Feng did not handle the grenade. He walked up to the crowd that had not dispersed, raised his hand and said loudly: "Whose is this..."

Gao Feng did not believe that the person who could set up such a murderous plot would have a guilty conscience. All the clues pointed to one problem: the real mastermind did not show his face. '

The grenade in Gao Feng's hand appeared in front of everyone, but no one stood up and no one identified it. Obviously, his previous statement that he would drive them all out aroused their rebellious heart, and they would not cooperate even if they knew it.

"No one answered?"

Gao Feng put down the grenade and asked coldly, but his question fell into vain. The men all looked between their feet, while the women all huddled together and covered their cheeks with their hair.

"No need to answer. I know he is among you. If I can't find him, it will be the same if I find you..."

Gao Feng's words caused a commotion in the crowd. Gao Feng's sharp eyes kept paying attention to the changes in the expressions of these people, but found that many people did not look at the guy he expected, even though they were so frightened that they started to tremble. This person's status among the crowd is higher than Gao Feng imagined.

"Ding..." With a crisp sound, Gao Feng stopped talking. He pulled out the safety of the grenade, raised it and prepared to throw it into the crowd. He used practical actions to illustrate his anger at the moment.

"Wait, it's mine..."

Before Gao Feng threw the grenade, someone finally stood up. He was a very inconspicuous person. He didn't have strong muscles, sharp eyes, or a handsome face. He was no different from ordinary people. If he didn't take the initiative to stand up, he wouldn't be able to stand up at all. It was impossible to tell him apart.

But when he stood up, Gao Feng was sure that this guy was the owner of the grenade, just because there was an aura in him. This acquired aura made this man different from ordinary people.

"Kill or behead them as you please, let them go, they were all bewitched by me..."

This man's calm words made Gao Feng look at him with a high regard. The word "bewitch" was not something that ordinary people could say.

"who are you?"

Only smart people can understand the meaning behind Gao Feng's words, and this is the smart person in front of him.

"I, Wu Dao, am an ordinary slave of the Kuiyan tribe, not worth mentioning..."

This guy named Wu Dao straightened his back and looked at Gao Feng without a twinkle in his eyes. There was neither the panic of facing death nor the humility of begging Gao Feng for mercy.

"Very good, you should be a descendant of the underground people, right?"

After Gao Feng said these words, he threw the grenade at Wu Dao's feet. Wu Dao's pupils suddenly shrank, and his whole body was shaking. He stared at the grenade motionlessly with all his concentration, but the grenade did not explode. I don't know when, Gao Feng The safety bolt has been inserted.

"My ancestor..., my ancestor was a second lieutenant officer of the Underground Expeditionary Force. By my generation, he is no different from a wilderness person..."

He forced himself to look away from the grenade, and answered Gao Feng's question with some stuttering. That moment just now was equivalent to dying once, and nearly surviving death made him even more afraid of death than before.

"How do you want to die?"

Gao Feng felt that Wu Dao gave him a very familiar feeling, and he answered his questions appropriately, but he did not have as strong a murderous intention as before. In the wilderness where there are many illiterates, it was not easy to find such an alternative, but he did not I would spare this guy easily and asked bluntly.

"If I had a choice..., I would like to leave the whole body..."

Wu Dao said this with a wry smile. He couldn't see what was hidden under Gao Feng's cold expression. Judging from Gao Feng's madness to kill everyone if they disagreed, no matter what Gao Feng did, it was not too much.

"The charred corpse is also a whole corpse, let me do it..."

Huo Yan walked up unceremoniously, with a fireball as big as an egg floating in his hand. He stared at Wu Dao with an unkind look, and was ready to take action.

"No, we can't let him die so easily. Let's lock him up first..."

If it had been before, Gao Feng would have gone with the flow, but now, he hesitated. The murderous intention towards Wu Dao in his heart had not weakened, but he also felt that it was a pity to kill such a guy...