Doomsday Pavilion

(Thank you, Master Waiting for the 10,000 starting coin reward for being promoted to the master of this book. Congratulations on this chapter.)

The reason why he is called a savage is based on Mingguang himself as the criterion.

Mingguang has its own social system, with order and rules, and moreover, it has the inheritance of spirit, will and culture. It is unceremonious to say that after the cataclysm, Mingguang can already be called a civilization.

This is the pride of Mingguang. In the eyes of Mingguang people, the human beings outside the city can only be called savages. Maybe, savages still live a life of drinking blood.

Legends about savages are everywhere in the base city, and it is no secret.

Under the overwhelming chaos in the early days of the Cataclysm, it is hard to say how many survivors were able to gather in Mingguang Base City by luck - then where did the remaining people go and how did they survive?

But the legend is a legend because it has never been proven.

...

Two armored vehicles with a total of 25 people are the only survivors at present.

Bai Qiongshou picked up the crude darts one by one from the ground, fiddled with the feathers on them, put them next to his nose, sniffed, and immediately took them away.

"This dart is poisonous."

Liu Zhuzi gave a hum, and carefully observed along the two tracks.

"Look over there."

Not everyone is good at spotting clues, and the remaining people stay on guard by the two cars.

Well, there is actually nothing to be wary of. After the fog has cleared, the flat wilderness can look straight to the horizon from this end, and the shallow grass prevents any creatures higher than the feet from hiding in it.

A middle-aged man in Liu Zhuzi’s team didn’t look good, and finally couldn’t help but speak.

"It is wise to return to the base city immediately and notify the garrison..."

Many people in the team nodded in agreement, and some had already yelled.

"It's a hell, thousands of people, and cars, just disappeared like this?"

"Why don't you look at it? You can go quickly. After a while, the enemy will kill a carbine. You guys have to explain it here."

The swallow showed a mocking expression,

"Three thousand kilometers of wilderness, how many people will the base city send to rescue these missing hunters, three hundred or five hundred?"

Shan Ye took a sip of wine and said, "Send someone? For this kind of mission across the wilderness, the base city is afraid that the task force has long been prepared for annihilation."

The middle-aged man sneered,

"The large army of thousands of hunters disappeared silently. It is clear that the opponent's strength and number are far better than ours. If we don't leave quickly, don't we have to send it to the door? Do they stuff their teeth?"

"Yes, if thousands of people say nothing, they are gone. What good is it for us to go there?"

"It's better to report back to the base city as soon as possible, maybe there will be time to send a garrison to rescue..."

The wine bottle in Huang Dashan's hand slammed on the middle-aged man's face with no effort, just just enough to smash it, which was like a tickling to an evolutionary.

Huang Dashan shook his legs,

"Yelling at a woman, you guys, feel glorious?"

The middle-aged man with a frothy face was mad, "You!"

"Swipe it!"

The taciturn Li Heigou and Shen Feng got out of the car, stood in front of Yanzi, and looked up at each other's group of people.

The old god Huang Dashan was sitting on the front of the pangolin, squinting at a group of people, not treating them as a dish at all.

Spit out two words,

"waste."

The middle-aged man's face flushed red, as ugly as if he had eaten a dead mouse, but he really didn't dare to move.

Not every team is like a swordsman. The first-tier boy chickens can even drive, and the second-tier swallows are also responsible for investigating logistics, sewing, repairing, and cooking, which is extravagant to the point of heinous.

Really started, let alone Huang Dashan, that is the thin warrior and the group of people are not necessarily able to balance.

"what happened?"

Liu Zhuzi and Bai Qiong turned back and saw that the two men and Ma were faintly confronting each other, and their expressions were immediately difficult to look.

The middle-aged man was very embarrassed with a wet face. He said angrily, "Captain, they deceive people too much."

Liu Zhuzi squinted his eyes.

"When they saved our lives just now, why didn't you say that they deceived people too much?"

This can be said to be a word of death. A group of people, especially middle-aged men, have hot faces and can't say anything with their mouths open.

Bai Qiong sighed and threw a dart among the crowd.

"This kind of poison has the effect of exposing the source of light. The task force was obviously attacked by people in heavy fog, and can take away so many materials and vehicles. Their base camp must not be too far from here... . And I also found that these people do not seem to have high IQs, and they can't even drive a car. All the armored vehicles are towed away by brute force-one for each.

Whether the IQ is high or not, it brings no comfort at all.

"Towed away... hundreds of armored vehicles?"

The face of the middle-aged man who suffered a bottle of wine turned green.

"In other words, they have hundreds or thousands of evolutionaries who can drag off-road vehicles weighing tens of tons?"

Bai Qiongshou nodded solemnly, and now everyone's expressions changed.

"Is it a human or a monster who attacked the large army?"

All off-road vehicles that can drag dozens of tons of weight are not monsters.

"Then what are you waiting for, withdraw!"

Bai Qiongshou was silent for a while before saying, "Then..."

Uncle Huang sneered at his throat.

"Remove a lady, go back now, let the GRs in the base city think of Grandpa Dashan? How many enemies are there? I don’t know! What does the enemy look like? I don’t know! Where is the enemy? I don’t know! Haha.. .You shameless, I still have shame!"

People live a face and a tree lives a skin. For hunters, face is related to life.

At the very least, Shan Ye is like this.

Liu Zhuzi said, "Dashan is right. You must know who attacked the big army!"

Then Liu Zhuzi turned around and said to his team members,

"Some people came with my old Liu because of this task, and some people have been with me for a few years. Lao Liu, I put it down today, I won't go away desperately... I want to go. , The car belongs to you, if you don’t want to leave, go directly to the pangolin."

They were silent when you looked at me and I looked at you, looking at each other.

The middle-aged man got on the car first and began to clean up the supplies. He was considered benevolent and left most of the fighting supplies to Liu Zhuzi.

Including middle-aged men, sixteen people chose to leave and drove away. Except for Liu Zhuzi, only three people chose to stay.

Seeing the group of people driving away, Liu Zhuzi had no joy or sorrow on his face, a little relieved.