The night is dark.
There was a commotion in the mist of the dungeon. The refugees in the base were hiding in the mist. Their homes were outside, but now they were occupied by mutant beasts. They could not return to their homes. They were living in danger and without enough food. It seemed like they were back at the beginning of the apocalypse. .
It was noisy in the mist.
The children were so hungry that they cried bitterly, the wounded groaned in pain, the residents looked downcast, and some people were yelling, cursing the black-armored warriors for leaving their posts without permission and showing no professional ethics.
Without Heijia guarding the gathering place, it almost always looks like this. People only remember peace and ease, but never think about Heijia's silent dedication.
Hei Jia left, something happened at the base, and they all agreed that it was Hei Jia's fault.
Of course, people who know the truth dare not tell the real reason why Hei Jia left.
Most of the people in charge of the base did not dare to admit that they were the ones who forced Heijia to leave. This would arouse public anger, and they could not afford the anger of the people.
"Okay, don't cry and cry, don't you bother me?"
Yan Zhenghao sternly reprimanded, looked around the audience angrily, and asked:
"Without Heijia, we can't survive. From now on, we have to be self-reliant. New humans of level 3~5, follow me out to search for supplies."
Yan Zhenghao's great display of power silenced the chattering common people, but when they heard that they were out searching for supplies, no one responded, so they all shrank back and went back.
No matter before or now, cowards never dare to face danger, let alone rise to the challenge. They have long been accustomed to living a meager existence, and being protected by others has become a matter of course.
Let them face the danger on their own, stop joking, isn't it good to live?
Yan Zhenghao looked around the audience again. Seeing that no one stood up, he asked:
"Raise your hand and sign up. Didn't you say that just now?"
Some residents shrank their heads, muttered to themselves:
"We are not black armor, and we have no obligation to go out and die."
The sound was not loud, but in the foggy copy, the sound still reached Yan Zhenghao's ears.
Yan Zhenghao looked helplessly at the dying black-armored warrior, squatted beside him, and sighed helplessly:
"Maybe you are right, people like us are not worth protecting at all."
The black-armored warrior raised his hand weakly. The black armor covering his whole body suddenly flowed like a liquid. It turned into a black cube for a moment and was slowly handed to Yan Zhenghao.
"No matter how dark the world is, stay kind. With great power comes responsibility..."
Before he finished speaking, a black cube quickly formed black armor on Yan Zhenghao's body.
This is a handover before death, passing on his will to others.
Under the eyes of everyone, Yan Zhenghao's whole body was completely renewed. The black armor shone brightly on his body. Putting on the black armor, it was as if he was possessed by glory at this moment.
The heavy armor gave him faith, and only by having faith can he be fearless.
Yan Zhenghao stretched out his hand and slowly closed the eyes of the dead black-armored warrior. He didn't know his name yet, but that was not important. It was enough to know that he was a black-armored warrior.
Picking up the multifunctional rifle on the ground, before leaving, he took one last look at the residents. He didn't dare to take risks. Everyone saw the benefits with bright eyes.
It's a disgrace to be with them.
Yan Zhenghao stepped out of the fog, looked at the ancient town of Lijiang that had long been occupied by snakes, and roared.
"Come on, beasts!"
The snakes sensed the provocation and bared their teeth and rushed over.
"Choo Choo Choo……"
The laser gun was fired, shooting at the snakes, breaking them into two pieces, and rolling on the ground ferociously.
But there were too many, and Yan Zhenghao simply couldn't kill them all.
Snakes came from all directions, attacking from both sides, surrounding him.
"Kill one to earn enough money, kill two to earn one, come on!"
Just as Yan Zhenghao was firing lasers, countless laser beams suddenly shot out from the fog of the copy behind him, instantly illuminating the dark ancient town.
Yan Zhenghao was startled, and when he looked back, he saw countless black-armored warriors rushing out, all flying in the air, overwhelming the sky and the ground, in an endless stream.
"Heijia, the Heijia warriors are back, thank you!"
Yan Zhenghao knelt on the ground, raised his head and shouted, cheering.
A black-armored warrior landed, stood next to Yan Zhenghao, and patted his shoulder.
"Thank you for your hard work, brother, leave it to us."
Brother, the black-armored soldiers misunderstood Yan Zhenghao as their comrade, which made Yan Zhenghao blush with shame.
He wished he was one of them, but he was not, he was a despicable person who did not trust Hei Jia.
…
Mountain city.
War zone base.
Because of the heroic and tenacious performance of the soldiers, the attack by the beast tide faced by the mountain city did not cause much damage to the city.
But the brave soldiers resisted day and night, and there were countless casualties.
Wang Cong and his comrades have been fighting hard for a day and a night. Their weapons are not advanced enough, their ammunition is almost exhausted, and the mountain base is almost about to fall.
Most of the comrades were injured, and some were seriously injured and bleeding, and were dying.
Wang Cong shot the mutated beast while calming down his comrades.
"Hold on, don't die, we are going to win."
"Fuck you."
The comrade coughed up blood and cursed Wang Cong.
"Even if I die, I will still remember that it was you who buried the mountain city with your own hands. I am waiting for you underground..."
Wang Cong cried while shooting.
He had long known that he was wrong, but now that the matter had come to this, what else could he do?
If kneeling down and apologizing worked, he would have kowtowed to Xinghuo to apologize.
Starfire was gone, never to return, literally leaving them to fend for themselves.
It is his own short-sightedness that has harmed everyone.
"grass!"
Wang Cong became angry, fired the bullets, picked up the cold weapon, and shouted with high spirits:
"Brothers, I'll go down and accompany you right now. Let's walk the road to hell together. Wait for me!"
Just when Wang Cong was about to jump off the city wall and fight for his life with the mutant beast.
Behind him, in the direction of the mist, a familiar sound piercing the sky suddenly came.
Wang Cong glanced back blankly, and his defense was completely broken with just one glance.
The unjustly accused Heijia, the Heijia who has left.
When the life and death of the mountain city was at stake, he came back!
"Swish swish"
There was no communication, no dialogue. As soon as the black-armored warrior appeared, the battle was one-sided and overwhelming, defeating the beast tide.
Wang Cong knelt on the ground, watching the heroic performance of the black-armored soldiers. He helped his dying comrades sit upright.
"Brother, look, the black armor is back, they are back to save us!"
But at this time, the comrade was no longer breathing, and only a pair of empty and dull eyes were left, looking straight at the battlefield.
The comrade-in-arms passed away peacefully. Although he looked very embarrassed, he died without regrets.
"Old Zhao!"
Wang Cong held the body of his comrade in his arms and cried bitterly:
"I was wrong, I was really wrong. I will never make the same mistake again in the future, I swear!"
