Chapter 70: The Greeting Ceremony

Early morning.

If the large air-raid shelter is in order, the food is neatly placed, the garbage is piled up together, and it is not discarded indiscriminately, now it is not as good as before, you can go to the outpatient clinic and hospital for treatment when you are sick, but now the environment does not allow it, and ordinary people can only rely on the body's immune system if they are sick.

The weather is abnormal, with clear skies during the day and the possibility of pouring rain in the afternoon, without the slightest warning, which is a natural screening, and the mortality rate of the elderly or the poor is as high as 80% in three years.

In this case, you must be careful in everything you do, otherwise, a flu may develop into a plague that kills people.

When Chen Feng was about to set off, it was already around ten o'clock, and a group of ten people and five groups of people stood in front of him with their waists straight, waiting for orders.

They quickly adapted to their new identities, each with a weapon in their hands, and after a series of seizures compared to the less lethal weapons they had before, they had knives, sticks, and even hammers and wrenches in their hands.

If ordinary people have the strength to fight, they still look a little vulnerable when facing monsters or professionals.

"When you see Feng Zhiyong, maybe you can ask him for some guns." Chen Feng was silent, but there was something in his mind.

Ordinary guns have little effect on high-level professionals, but they still have some lethality for ordinary monsters and bronze-level professionals, and if they are used to defend cities, they can sweep away a large area of siege cannon fodder.

Guns don't disappear from the public eye.

With in-depth research, some researchers have added the crushed bones of high-level monsters to gunpowder, and the bullets have more powerful destructive power.

Surrounded by monsters, human beings have developed rapidly and built one survivor base after another, and intelligence and research have played a great role.

………………

Noon.

The group finally approached the factory, there were obvious traces of battle around, and some blood had not even coagulated, Chen Feng did not choose to approach, he tried to observe the surrounding environment.

Judging from the appearance, this is like a cement factory, because of the lack of workers and electricity, millions of machines are no longer working, and there are no human figures around the factory, but Chen Feng can feel that some eyes are scanning the surroundings.

Dark whistle.

In addition to large factions, they will build structures such as watchtowers or bunkers, and even in the late apocalypse, ordinary factions prefer to spy on their enemies with dark sentinels.

Dig holes in the walls, keep an eye on them 24 hours a day, and if there's any movement, an alarm will be sounded to put everyone in a state of readiness.

Promoted to silver, Chen Feng's eyesight was strengthened, he looked around, and found at least eight dark whistles, these dark whistles were thirty centimeters, from top to bottom, from left to right, comprehensively monitoring the movements around him.

Chen Feng pinched a handprint, and the dark elf suddenly stepped out of the crack.

"Oh my God...... This ability ......"

"Who is this man? It's so beautiful......"

"Look at her ears, pointy, are they the elves of legend?"

Some people exchanged heads and ears, although they had seen Chen Feng's summoning methods, but when they saw it again, they still opened their mouths wide, with an expression of extreme surprise.

The main thing is that when they first participated in the battle, their attention was all occupied by ghouls, their hearts were full of fear, and they didn't have the heart to appreciate the dark elves at all, and now, after a battle, they can be regarded as combatants who have seen the scene, and their mood is relaxed, and they are completely impressed by the beauty of the dark elves.

Throwing away the style of life, the dark elf is indeed a standard goddess, with a short leather skirt, a small waist, and peach blossom eyes, there are no flaws on her body at all, and her skin is extremely tight, every inch of her skin is like silk, smooth and incomparable, giving people a feeling that even if the water drops on it, it will not be close to the body.

Moreover, she was expressionless, with a cold temperament, standing there, like a plum, cold to the extreme, that's it, enchanting and cold are completely integrated, which makes people want to stop, some young people with a little lower concentration, red faces, red ears, and panting in their mouths, obviously unable to control their desires.

Compared with the dark elves in front of them, those so-called beautiful anchors are simply the same heaven and earth, and the former cannot be compared with each other at all.

The dark elf is no longer like before, it looks hot and sultry at a glance, but has become an ice beauty, in fact, it is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and the seemingly understatement of bending over, raising eyes, and holding hair are all unstoppable, unable to get out of the other party's appearance.

Charm.

This is dangerous, for a skilled archer, a second of stunned is enough to shoot a fatal blow.

The dark elf simply ignored the surprised gazes of the people around her, she had the pride of a strong man, except for Chen Feng, the strength of these people in front of her couldn't even compare to the little devil, at most it was a worm, or the kind that had just been born.

Disregard.

These people don't deserve her face at all.

If some worms dared to wander in front of her like this in the abyss, she would have stepped forward to trample them into a puddle of flesh and blood, and even if she stepped into silver, her heart would still not change.

Abyssal creatures kill for no reason.

The dark elf raised the longbow, she had not forgotten her mission, her eyesight was even better than Chen Feng, and at such a distance, she could even see the cold hairs on the other party's face.

Pupil focus.

The Dark Elves rely on arrows to survive in the abyss, and with each promotion, their vision is greatly increased.

The arrow was aimed at a dark sentinel, a middle-aged male, malevolent and holding a loaf of bread in his mouth to nibble on.

Suck!

The other party didn't even have a chance to scream, a stream of blood appeared, and his head was pierced!

The dark elf raised his hand and aimed at another dark sentry, and everything happened between the lightning and flint, and there was not even three seconds in between, so that there was no exclamation in the factory.

The Sentry had no idea that his companion had been killed.

Boom!

The moment he released the bowstring, another sentry also fell, dead in the same appearance, the same head pierced, and a stream of blood sprayed on the ground.

Two corpses.

Exclamations erupted in the factory, apparently causing some panic in the wake of their deaths, but they soon weakened with a piercing scream.

Repression.

It must be some kind of drama that uses violence to counter violence.

Chen Feng took a step forward, and the two corpses were just a greeting gift.

The battle has only just begun.