Some cooks came up with food.

But it was far away at the door, and he didn't dare to enter this room at will.

Because the previous officer had instructed you not to disturb the thinking of the people here. And Shi Xiaorong had already led a few people to inspect the underground city.

hasn't been able to return to the ground yet, this kind of dream is undoubtedly in prison. For an ordinary citizen, they don't care which old man you are their leader. Anyway, whoever is their leader should be able to avoid the invasion of zombies and save their lives.

Isn't that the best of both worlds? They don't mind being reduced to the social animals of those warlords, and of course they have to be dignified to become social animals......

Anyway, life is like this, and the people's thoughts are so simple. They don't care whether you are a landlord or a landlord, it's none of their business. The world is as black as a crow. In this apocalyptic situation, who doesn't use those ordinary people as resources, squeeze them as social animals, or even exchange them as resources?

Liu Bai couldn't figure it out, their communication equipment had been perfected, and the cameras in some places could already be called.

And he also found out through some scattered situations that the other party's sources of troops are not very large, and the two sides have been in a state of cautious confrontation, with occasional casualties, but they are basically exchanging forces. The confrontation between the two sides, like the swordsman's sword, is just a touch of a finger, and no one is hurt.

Could it be that there is an inner ghost within yourself? Or is there something going on inside the other party? He couldn't figure it out. Even if he can't figure it out, he has to think as best he can. It's not his style to retreat in the face of difficulties, it's what he should do to face them. Otherwise, if he sits in this position, he is called unworthy of virtue and unworthy of his position. And he sat in this position just a thought. It could make the difference between life and death for hundreds of people.

A lot of things are in the clouds, why is the other party like this and this, not like that?

It was too much trouble to understand the twists and turns, but Liu Bai had to think about these things.

It's like playing chess, what will the opponent do next? As a commander, you have to think, how should the other party like you so much? You also have to think, if the other party guesses how you respond to his move? How do you restrain him?

Each link has to be considered, and the final level of the game lies in which level you think of the other party, and you have to find a level higher than him to subdue him. Otherwise, you are on the fifth layer, and you think that the other party is on the fourth layer, but in fact, the other party is on the third layer, and the tricks you use may be subdued by his third layer, and the embarrassing things that appear in history or the history of commanders are endless.

And if you miss a step, you may be doomed. Because the other party will not show mercy, once there is any flaw. He didn't have another chance because they were in an absolutely disadvantageous situation.

What is it? Was the direction of his research itself a false inducement? Or that the information he got was itself false and completely inconsistent. What about the real world? This led to a slippery slope in his thinking?

In fact, the reality is not what he thinks at all, or it is completely wrong that he got the information. Will he find another wrong position. But what is the purpose of the other party's this? What does the other party want? What is the purpose of making him think so?

He couldn't tell.

It's like a dense mass in my head. Some can't vent. It's like an expert, you don't give him a computer, you don't give him a good team.

Even if the expert is a genius, you ask him to rehearse the specific equation of the nuclear bomb and let him build it on his own.

Isn't that killing him? Everything was almost from scratch, even if he had extremely high technology, or talent. Love Literature Network

But Liu Bai vaguely felt that he had missed something. There must have been something deadly that he hadn't thought of. He kept thinking about how to counterattack. How to hit it, is this direction itself wrong, or is it that the purpose itself needs to solve some urgent needs first?

Is there really something dark under the lights that he didn't notice?

"Bang!"

A slight noise sounded in the distance, a faint sound of some commotion.

What's going on?

Liu Bai stood up directly from the ground and pushed away the map drawings and other documents in the next place.

The voice was so clear, it didn't look like a roaring sonar coming from outside.

Could it be said?

Liu Bai hurriedly ran out, and many people ran in this direction, as if something terrible had happened behind them, and the frantic crowd pushed her backwards, and he was separated from the soldiers next to him.

But Liu Bai needs to swim against the current. He wants to see clearly, with his eyes what is going on!

But what caught my eye was a sea of fire and noise. The red flames carried some burning smell, and the flames were extremely rampant in this underground world, and the fire continued to devour the buildings and spread to the surrounding world. And next to the firelight, soldiers with guns fell one after another.

Even the civilians lay in pools of blood. Some of the more crazy voices even ran out of it with the flames on their backs, and they tried to roll on the ground to extinguish the flames while they were burned by the flames.

But it backfired, the flames burned, and his clothes set his flesh on fire. There was a burning smell on him, and the men howled helplessly. For a while, the underground world, which was originally a place for people to take refuge, seemed to have become a real hell on earth.

How so?

Is this what just happened?

Liu Bai was stunned there, and those who kept running away, he ran into Liubai and pulled him together, but he didn't seem to have any perception at all.

He watched all this very anxiously, maybe all this happened because of the incompetence of his commander.

There was a fire in his eyes, a doomsday color, like the last straw that broke his nerves, and the fire burned mercilessly, making a series of terrible sounds.

He felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, but a clear step suddenly brought him back to his senses.