1374 Forty-five

When the few people who had been knocked out by Gao Feng opened their eyes again, they found themselves in a strange space, where countless vines were intertwined to create a fairytale-like world, and hundreds of men, women, and children were smiling happily around them.

The more than a dozen men and women who were terrified remembered what the mysterious man said to them before they fell unconscious, and their hearts were uneasy, the biggest secret had been revealed, and they were in a strange place, and they were half frightened to death.

The men are a little better, at least they know that the other party did not kill them at the first time, and their lives will not be in danger for the time being, but the women are unusually awkward to pull their pants, and hide themselves with inferiority.

A beautiful officer with red hair and blue eyes and white skin walked over and looked at several people with scrutinizing eyes, like a housewife picking potatoes in a vegetable market, which made these people can't help but think strangely, as if in the eyes of a female officer in a strange military uniform, she is just an unsightly crooked melon and cracked date.

"From now on, you are my subordinates, this does not mean anything, I can remove you at any time without confirming your worth, as for the fate of the dismissal, I don't think you will want to know, understand?"

The haughty Helen raised her snow-white chin and swept over the lost guys with contemptuous eyes, if it weren't for Gao Feng's orders, she wouldn't have accepted these people, in Helen's heart, strangers joining her team would only cause negative effects and would not bring any help, so she decided to train these guys with the strictest standards, of course, if they were very bad, she would have an excuse to return the person to Gao Feng.

The remnants of the goddess of dawn don't know what the fate of being cleared will be, but they will make up for the scene where they are eaten by big flowers, and the people who watch the excitement will soon disperse, the reason why they are gathered here is to see the hope of going out, Gao Feng can get ordinary people in, and they can bring people out, if they can get out, who wants to be trapped in this place and eat black fish?

Gao Feng stood in the bird's nest and looked at the crowd scattered below, and suddenly, he found that he had nothing to do, in the Crescent Mountain base, there were too many complicated things for him to decide, and the pressure of the underground army was like a steel knife hanging over his head, and he must be cautious at all times.

The vine rift has long had a fixed pattern, Kalea is not a good conductor, and the following go their own way, and do not interfere with each other, in the case of plenty of food and no worries about the back, it is full of relaxed and comfortable atmosphere, which makes the peak of nervousness a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the people who opened all kinds of material boxes and harvested all kinds of joys, Gao Feng's heart suddenly felt a kind of satisfaction, these people were attached to his wings, and lived a simple life in this isolated place, just a little material made them smile with relief, from their smiles, Gao Feng suddenly realized that people's needs are not much, a safe environment, a simple way of life, and a little bit of materials to maintain life are enough.

Among the green vines, people are like elves living in the jungle, with a satisfied smile on their faces, like a vivid picture, rippling a different kind of ripple in Gao Feng's heart, and suddenly, some people don't want to abandon this place, this dream jungle between ZĂ i and Jedi.

Sword Wind Howl is very interested in the machine cannon that Gao Feng got back, after he knew that Gao Feng had used the machine gun as Garo's standard weapon, he wanted to equip more than forty storm warriors with one mind, the storm warriors and the blood cubs have different scores, the storm army is good at defense, has been stationed in the western lair, and the western wilderness is like an iron bucket, and because of this, the underground people have no way to fully occupy it in a short time.

The blood cub is different from the Storm Legion, the blood cub is the prestige of the actual battle, the first time Gao Feng saw the blood cub, he was heartbroken, so he retained the number of the blood cub, it was originally a fangs that expanded outward, but I didn't expect that before the peak attacked the central wilderness, he encountered a series of accidents, and the blood cub was almost wiped out.

Whether it is the blood cub or the Storm Legion, they have all received the promotion of the three-star cone, and the personal quality is definitely not bad, the difference is only that the combat direction of the two sides is different, and by mistake, Jian Fengxiao has become Gao Feng's henchman, commanding the remaining forty-five storm warriors, making him and the storm warriors very embarrassed.

Forty-five storm warriors stood in a row in front of Sword Wind Howling with rigid expressions, and forty-five machine guns were parked at their feet. There are also those that have been dismantled from supply ships, not only in different calibers, but also in appearance.

"I know you're not convinced of me, in the eyes of the Stormtrooper, the blood cubs are a rabble, don't you think so?"

The sword wind roared in the silence of everyone and suddenly burst into an angry roar, allowing the children of the Maple Leaf family who were playing around to look at it together, and then more than a dozen little radish heads squatted in a row outside, raising their little faces with snot, and watching the excitement with carelessness.

"I don't care what you think, in my heart, you are just a bunch of girls, girls who only hide in the nest......."

Jian Fengxiao knew that he was offending people by saying this, but he had to say that Gao Feng thought that the storm warriors were very satisfied with the life here, but he forgot that the fate of the warriors should be to die on the battlefield, a group of soldiers who have no will to fight, they can't be called warriors, he wants to arouse the anger of these housekeepers and let them regain their fighting spirit.

Forty-five storm warriors heard Sword Wind Howling's taunt, their eyes were immediately red and about to drip blood, one by one clenched their fists, and their bones made a slight crisp sound, and Sword Wind Howl seemed to not see the anger of the storm warriors, and continued in disgust:

"What? Angry? It's really not as good as a woman, she just knows where to stand and sulk, and she has the ability to come up and beat me? ”

At this time, the busy people around all looked at it together, and even the ruined warrior who had never cared about foreign affairs was diverted by the loud roar, and the storm warrior who was staring at countless pairs of eyes couldn't bear the insult of the sword wind roar, and rushed forward with a roar.

Forty-five Storm Warriors equaled forty-five Gara, and they may not have the unique abilities of Gara, but they are still superior in strength and agility, and can match at least hundreds of Desolate Warriors on the battlefield.

Without waiting for the angry fist to fall on Jian Fengxiao's face, Jian Fengxiao was like a breeze drilling into their middle, causing chaos in the team, the people in front didn't expect Jian Fengxiao to take the initiative to attack, and the people behind were not ready to fight, and under guard, the two storm warriors were knocked out by Jian Fengxiao's fist.

Jian Fengxiao's eyes were like electricity, his hands were ruthless, and the fist he swung out had not been withdrawn, and he rolled to the ground and rushed into dozens of thighs, and the next moment, Jian Fengxiao rotated like a spinning top, sweeping away one calf after another, during which three punches and two legs hit him, but it did not have any impact on him, as if the iron man was cast.

The Storm Warrior punches the sword wind howl, just like hitting the sandbag and has no reaction, and the sword wind howling punch, almost no one can stand it, all of them hit the key point and are directly stunned, or they roll on the ground in pain and can't get up, and the best thing for the sword wind whistle is melee, moving quickly in the crowd, taking advantage of the chaotic effect of the crowd, and achieving the maximum result with the minimum cost.

Even children can see that the melee of one to forty-five is basically no suspense, the storm warriors are numerous, and their skills are also strong, but they don't dare to ask for the life of Jian Fengxiao, there is always room for punches and kicks, and Jian Fengxiao is different, he is the oldest blood cub, he has killed no less than 100 times in his life, I don't know how many times he has crawled out of the pile of dead, he has the most rich combat experience, and he knows how to save himself in the melee and achieve the greatest results.

If these can be smoothed out by the number of people, then the ruthlessness with which he raises his hand to take people's lives is the biggest difference from the storm warriors, one side is fighting, the other side is killing, one side has spare strength, the other side is the same death, and the last thing that can stand is the sword wind roaring with blood on his face and ragged clothes.

Gao Feng and Maple Yeqiang found out about the action here at the beginning, but none of them stopped it, Gao Feng decided to hand over the things here to Jian Fengxiao, and he would never interfere again, while Maple Yeqiang only hated that the scene was not big enough, making his boring life more lively.