Cabin Era

"Ah!"

A scream before dawn broke the depressed silence after all.

The nerves tensed up suddenly, holding the gun in his hand tightly and scanning the jungle all around.

The firelight behind him has dimmed, the fuel has been exhausted, and the burning charcoal is blooming with the last rays of light.

"Alert!"

Uncle An decisively gave the order, all around and scanned a circle, his face was very ugly.

Although knowing that there must be an encounter before dawn, they have already lost two people before the fight has started.

Feng Liang followed Uncle An’s gaze and looked at it, and the two few were the ones on duty.

Because Feng Liang's origins are unknown, Uncle An has kept Feng Liang by his side, but he has been spared the night.

The call stopped, and the wind in the forest whistled in Feng Liang's ears.

Apart from this He also heard the sound of chewing bones.

Those two people on duty are afraid that they have become rations for the dark seed.

Obviously, Feng Liang is not the one who heard the voice, and the faces of the others are very ugly.

Brother, who was fighting side by side together a few hours ago, has now entered the belly of Dark Seed.

"I'll go to your uncle!"

The depressive environment is finally unbearable.

A robust man with a back of a tiger and waist of a bear, shaped like a human bear, picked up a gun as thick as his arm and started shooting.

For a time, the branches and leaves were flying, and the ear-splitting gunfire still couldn't conceal his verbal abuse.

I was so angry that I could not wait to rush in and tear the dark seeds into pieces.

"Mongrels, taste grandfather's bullet!"

After the robust man fired his first shot, it completely ignited the fighting enthusiasm of the rest of the squad.

Uncle An, who wanted to prevent him from seeing this, gritted his teeth and joined in.

He knows that these people under his hands are already red-eyed.

I stop now, saying that it's too late, it's better to join them, add a bit of firepower, and kill a few more dark species.

For a time, bullets want to pour in the jungle, ruthless.

However, Feng Liang always felt something was wrong, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

It's just a faint feeling that they seem to be missing something.

Feng Liang couldn't help having doubts in his heart for these people who looked like madness, and their beliefs were a little shaken.

But this time is not when he should think about those things.

Feng Liang soon joined the battle.

If these people don't hold on, then Feng Liang must have a hard time.

Those dark seeds are tough, although he is not very clear, even if it is just a face in the dark, Feng Liang still feels threatened.

The blue laser bomb instantly submerged into the jungle ahead, illuminating the front in an instant. The formidable power is several times that of ordinary bullets.

Feng Liang eyes shrank, the sense of crisis swept through the whole body in an instant, and the hairs were blown up.

This kind of feeling, so far, he has only felt it in the Eight Wings Judge.

I instantly understood the problem.

Don’t these people shoot in the same way as when he first discovered it?

moved towards moving towards one direction continuously, without paying attention to the back.

"Behind!"

The feeling of Rumang on his back made Feng Liang stand up in an instant. He didn't pay attention to those'press forward' warriors.

I just want to turn around as soon as possible to kill the threat.

As soon as he turned around, Feng Liang didn't even think that he would raise his hand with a shot, and at the same time he held the dagger tightly in his hand.

"roar!"

Howling sounded in Feng Liang's ear, and his face instantly became pale.

A huge monster in front of God crashed to the ground. Obviously Feng Liang's shot came in time and killed him.

Unbiased, it hits right on the chest.

Along with the roar, the dark seed fell to the ground with a crash, and there was no movement.

The rest of the people reacted at this time and turned around and started firing at the jungle behind them.

For this, Feng Liang really feels a bit big head.

I didn’t know why I shot. Besides threatening and wasting ammunition, Feng Liang couldn’t think of any other purpose.

Do these people really live in this environment all year round?

Feng Liang not only put a question mark in the heart, but didn't have a little cooperation, even some basic attack principles were not clear.

The feeling for Feng Liang is that these people are completely newbies.

But I can clearly feel the hostility in them, which is definitely not something ordinary people can radiate.

This also aroused Feng Liang's curiosity about these people.

If you don't think of him, get through the current difficulties first and live to see the rising sun.

With the decision in his heart, Feng Liang began to go against those people. They attacked the front, and Feng Liang hit the back to prevent a sneak attack from behind.

Soon, Uncle An noticed and joined Feng Liang's attack position.

According to their consumption, unless the ammunition reserves are exaggerated, they will definitely not be consumed.

Feng Liang didn't know what was going on with these people. He had kindly reminded them once or twice. Not only was it ineffective, but it was also a waste of effort and thanklessness.

Just give up, too lazy to say.

Those dark seeds are fierce to Feng Liang, but they are definitely not enough to kill him.

This is Feng Liang's most direct feeling, but it's not his entrustment.

After returning to the surface, Feng Liang felt that the changes in his body became more significant, both in terms of speed and strength.

This gave him confidence, not afraid of those dark seeds.

But if the quantity is crushed, he still has no way to survive.

Those things skin is rough, flesh is thick, they are really tough.

If an ordinary bullet hits the body, although it can be shot in, it only penetrates the surface and is not fatal at all.

After the bombardment, the bullets flooded, it was finally time to deplete.

This kind of consumption is definitely not suitable for the jungle, and it is not suitable for dealing with the dark seed.

But they just did it like this, helpless.

Feng Liang raised his head and looked around, the sky became gray, which also represents the hope of dawn.

According to Uncle An, these dark species live in darkness and cannot see the light.

So as long as the sun comes out, they can live.

Imagination is beautiful, but the truth is cruel.

Without the support of ammunition, these people can hardly resist the footsteps of the dark seed.

Up to now, only the guns in the hands of Feng Liang and Uncle An can still be used.

Feng Liang, naturally, needless to say, although the energy in the magazine is not sufficient, it can definitely support a long period of time, as long as he is not wasted like those people.

Uncle An has been keeping in the same direction with Feng Liang in the battle just now, saving a lot of ammunition.

The gunshots in the ears have stopped. Feng Liang knows that they have exhausted one's limited abilities.

Feng Liang complexion changed, and he glanced around coldly.

With the help of the faint flame, the greedy gaze in the eyes of those people was locked tightly to the gun in Feng Liang's hand.

Just a glance, Feng Liang has made a decision in his heart, and tightly grasped the dagger in his hand.

On the one hand, guard against the dark seeds in the jungle, and guard against them suddenly coming out to attack.

On the other hand, guard against these people around you.

Uncle An also has a gun in his hands, but they did not pay Uncle An’s attention, but instead focused on Feng Liang.

It’s not hard to think, Feng Liang is an outsider, he is alone, and he is still carrying a baby. Who wouldn’t he do?

"Boy, be acquainted, hand over the gun in your hand, so that we can protect your safety, otherwise..."

The man with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek speaks again, he covets This gun is not the first time.

While talking, he surrounded Feng Liang.

"Heh!"

Feng Liang didn't want to say anything, but he couldn't understand that there were dark seeds lurking in the jungle, and these people didn't seem to worry at all.

The appearance of the previous onslaught is different.

Anyone who has a bit of a brain will definitely not want to snatch a gun from others at this time.

Feng Liang glanced at Uncle An, he wanted to know why.

Of course, the reason is not why these people want to grab guns, but why they are so confident.

When Feng Liang looked at Uncle An, he found that Uncle An was holding the gun at this time and stood quietly on the side.

For an instant, Feng Liang felt like he had fallen into a trap, a simple trap.

"Since you don't want to, then we can't do anything."

After finishing talking, the sharp-mouthed man quickly shot towards Feng Liang, and he did not know when he held a Mountain Splitting Saber in his hand. .

"Hey, I don't want this scene to happen, but...I like it!"

Feng Liang took a step back and avoided the knife, and said lightly.

After hiding, he put the gun away and dealt with these people. Using guns was not only a waste, but more importantly, it was an insult to Feng Liang.

The opponent came up to take the key point, and Feng Liang would naturally not show mercy.

Shimmering like a ghost, the cold glow of the dagger in his hand appeared, and he pierced forward.

The blade of the knife fell into the throat of the sharp mouth, and the knife was quickly drawn. Everything happened in a flash.

There was no blood on the dagger, and the sharp-mouthed corpse stood in place, he didn't expect to die, Feng Liang was so fast.

The other people obviously did not notice this and launched an attack on Feng Liang.

Feng Liang didn't stay behind, and started his harvest.

Continuously dodge, every time he dodges, the dagger capital in his hand will accurately pierce a person's delay, ending a life.

The difference in strength is too big. Feng Liang is like tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing people and cutting vegetables.

This is the sharp-mouthed corpse that slowly fell down.

Not only the sharp mouth, one after another's corpse fell, and those who were left felt fear.

Want to escape, but Feng Liang, who has already taken action, will naturally not stop there.

To kill, be prepared to be killed.

For a while, none of the people who followed Feng Liang's sharp mouths were standing.

Death is very miserable.

Feng Liang standing in the middle is no different from the devil, inserting the dagger in his hand into the sheath and patted his hand.

It seems that killing these people, for him, is not the slightest difficulty, and it is true.

The dagger was sheathed, Feng Liang didn't even glance at these corpses, and the moved towards Uncle An of each minding their own business walked over.

When he saw Uncle An’s expression, Feng Liang was a little surprised for an instant.

It seems a little different from what he thought.

Uncle An, who stood by, was surprisingly quiet, except for some surprise in his eyes, but he couldn't see any other emotions.

It stands to reason that these people are all of Uncle An’s subordinates. Seeing that his subordinates have been slaughtered, shouldn't they be a bit angry?

However, Feng Liang did not notice that Uncle An had a trace of anger, or even some...surprise.

This makes Feng Liang a little confused.

But it’s not important. In this jungle, no matter what he plots, he can break it with force.