Gu Cun's show of goodwill did not surprise Gao Feng. The passage ahead had experienced a blast and its geographical structure was even more fragile. Although it was far away from the explosion point this time, it still caused a large-scale collapse. It is still a matter of whether it could go out alive. At this time, unity was still the best.

Maple Yeqiang and Maple Ye Manman were warmly welcomed. Not only were they meeting with everyone, but more importantly, the two brought a lot of supplies. In the two big backpacks, there were military cans and nutrients for underground people, various potions and intelligent micro surgical instruments, as well as many tools for investigation and exploration in unique underground environments.

Don't expect the Gala to have a deep understanding of these things. They are only interested in water and food. A pack of super high-calorie compressed food that ordinary people have eaten for a month is eaten by the Gala. Then they start chatting, asking about the whereabouts of the last person, and looking at the passage behind intentionally or unintentionally.

"I'm not here anymore..., this thing was thrown out by him. As soon as he got into a float, he was crushed by a big stone. If it weren't for this, I might not have brought my bag out..."

When Maple Yeqiang said this in a low voice, the Gala and the others were silent. They looked down at the remaining food packaging at their feet. Gao Feng stood up from Maple Ye Manman and shook their heads and sighed. One-tenth of the casualties were not unacceptable to him, but for the Maple Ye family, the loss was the brothers and sisters who were together day and night. How could they be happy? Fortunately, Gao Feng did not speak, and they would not kill the underground people around to vent their anger.

"Manman is fine, she has not been hurt. She should have been knocked unconscious by something. She will be fine when he wakes up. Leave him a portion of the food..."

Gao Feng gave a few words, then sat aside, took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. When he arrived in the wilderness, he had nothing to lack, and there were even more cigarettes. But apart from him, there were not many people smoking, and most of them were smoked by the army. This was learned by the Storm Warriors using Gao Feng as their role model, but underground people were different. Cigarettes were their daily hobbies, including the half-dead Gu Cun, who yelled at Gao Feng despite the pain on his body:

"Friend, give me one. It's okay to have no food. It's so uncomfortable to have no cigarettes..."

When Gao Feng looked up, he realized that there were many people around him who smoked, but no one gave his cigarette to his immediate boss. No wonder Gu Cun asked him for it regardless of his shame, and he didn't care. He threw most of the pack of cigarettes over, and the two of them lie down and smoked each other.

"The road ahead was blocked, and the road behind was blocked..."

Gu Cun reached out and flicked the ash. His movements of a small amplitude made him grin in pain. Although he knew that Gao Feng had medicine and surgical instruments, he did not ask and discussed the biggest problem at present.

Gao Feng used his toes to pull the thick mud and gravel on the ground, but he didn't respond. Gu Cun knew that he heard it and didn't say anything more. He lay on his back and looked at the top of the black tunnel. It took him a while to hear Gao Feng's voice.

"It shouldn't be blocked. It's been a few hours since then, and there's no suffocation of hypoxia, otherwise do you think these people can survive until now?"

Gao Feng said it very cruelly. In a closed environment, what he feared most was not the shortage of water and food, but the sparse air. Once signs of hypoxia were found, Gao Feng and Gala would completely kill more than 100 underground people just to save oxygen.

"At first, I thought I was cannon fodder, but now I know that we don't even count cannon fodder, and at most, we count as bait. The newly formed third regiment of 3rd Regiment, plus 600 people from two militia battalions, will you make a lot of money..."

Gu Cun said here, the people around him couldn't help but become turbulent. Many people's angry eyes turned red. Instead, they glared at Gu Cun, who was half-dead. They were all elite soldiers of the new third regiment. Before they could have time to exchange fire with Gao Feng, they were wiped out by the shock of the sky and the earth. If the enemy did it, they would be better thinking, but when they knew it was their own hands, the burning flames of resentment would almost burn them to death.

"Is it the Jasmine Consortium taken? I didn't offend them. As for both sides being injured? Once the tunnel is destroyed, they are themselves..."

Gao Feng never understood why the other party did this. The collapse of the tunnel did not have much impact on the wilderness. The wilderness did not need to rely on underground trade for a living. It has complete water diversion projects and irrigation channels, and a large area of ​​fertile fields developed by the cloud.

The wilderness has not yet developed to the level that requires trade to develop in Liberty City. To be precise, the wilderness has just solved the problem of food and clothing. Even if it is rich, it must focus on the army and endless basic projects. Ordinary people cannot enjoy the dividends of trade within ten years.

"Consortium? They are just dogs raised by the military. The role of the consortium is to monopolize the resources and technology of the city, accumulate wealth and supply the army and the so-called elite management. The real person who can speak is the regional commander of the army..."

Gu Cun obviously had no good feelings for the consortium, and his speech was intentional or unintentional. Gao Feng's brows tightened slightly. It seemed that the complexity was beyond his imagination. The wilderness had contacted the underground military a lot, but he still did not understand the inside story of the military. In the past two years, the wilderness has not successfully understood the military. It was a powerful force independent of the dungeon system. Even if the large amount of arms purchased by the wilderness was mostly old-fashioned weapons eliminated by the military.

"This time I was ordered to ambush, the new third regiment was temporarily transferred. The command was issued by the Military Order of the Northern Army Headquarters, but we are under the Southwest Military City Defense Force..."

Gu Cun took the initiative to tell their origins before Gao Feng continued to ask, but Gao Feng heard it less and less. He returned to the wilderness yesterday. Even if someone deliberately betrayed the information, he would only know that he had returned to the wilderness one day in advance. It was because of his return that he was too sudden that he had rushed to ignite the hidden crisis in the Western Wilderness. But he didn't believe it anyway. The new third regiment could fly from the base overnight and set up a trap waiting for him to enter the underground.

Everything that happened before and after was not convinced by Gao Feng that it was a coincidence. The search last night and K's hypnotic interrogation all pointed the target to the underground advance base. The target of the underground advance base was consistent with the information reported by Shi Peng. Gao Feng took Gala and Doom, accompanied by Maple Leaf Crazy, into the underground.

But when he entered the underground, everything was out of control. The ambush that fell out suddenly and the harassment layer by layer. In the end, a whole group carrying a large amount of technical equipment was waiting for him at the base. If it were a coincidence, Gao Feng would not believe it anyway. It was more like a conspiracy that had been prepared for him to return to the Western Huang. The shadow of this conspiracy, Gao Feng thought of the fresh and elegant, graceful Jasmine.

"And we ambush you is not the main combat mission. The order we received is to delay your return to the ground as much as possible and cooperate with the fallen blood operation..."

After Gu Cun spoke about the bloody action, his whole body felt like he had been pulled into a spine and softened. Now he has understood that the so-called cooperation is to use his body as bait and pull Gao Feng to bury him. It was just a coincidence that neither he nor Gao Feng died, but the soldiers of the newly formed Third Regiment were the elite troops he had worked hard to bring out.

When Gao Feng learned about the content of the fallen blood operation, his originally tenacious and calm heart wrinkled, and even his brain felt a slight dizziness. He was not worried about himself, but he was careful of the two little kids and the folks who were invisible. After the invisible network connection, Gao Feng understood that the underground had already set his sights on the fat piece of Western Wilderness. Whether it was yesterday's terrorist attack or today's ambush, they were all traps that the underground had already prepared, and they were waiting for him to come back and jump in.

"Then how did you get here to prepare for an ambush? Did your regiment wait for orders in the nearest dungeon?"

Gao Feng didn't think about how the ground was. Now the only thing he could control was himself. No matter how anxious he was, it would be of no help to everything that happened on the ground. What he cares most about was what the underground people wanted from the Western Wilderness?

"No..., we received an order fifty hours ago and rushed over from the ghost mist. Because of the urgent time, we did not bring any light and heavy weapons. We seconded the old equipment from the A3 dungeon nearby, and we didn't even make up for ammunition..."

Gu Cun's complaint was just as usual, his voice stopped abruptly, his whole body trembled violently, and his breathing was heavy. Gao Feng glanced at him, shook his head and stood up and left. The words just now combined with the current situation, it was enough to prove that the new third regiment was used as bait, but was planned long ago. Three days ago, before the new third regiment set out from the garrison, the commander had signed and archived the list of deaths.

"Uncle, Lao San and the others are back. There is no gap in front and back. They are all blocked. The air is blown out from the cracks in the rock. The cracks are very narrow and cannot even reach into the slap. Lao Qi tried to dig holes on it. After digging for more than 30 meters, he didn't see his head..."
Chapter completed!