"Now is not the time to do our duty to each other, I think we should form an alliance to deal with the danger that is coming! What do you think, Bear Mountain, Tiger Zha? It seemed to be well-educated, and an elegant smile appeared on Long Pan's white face.

"How can there be such a guy?" Liu Ye looked at the dragon pan, and had a strange feeling in his heart, and always felt that the other party had something in common with him. In particular, his proper demeanor is obviously out of place in this style of destroying the world that only requires force, but it just blends in.

Anyone who can survive in this world will not be stupid. At least in the face of danger that endangers their lives, everyone chooses what is best for them. They will never choose a glorious and glorious death like some pedants who are obsessed with dignity. Although those pedantines are very much synonymous with heroes in the human lexicon, they are clearly not suitable for this chaotic last days.

At least the heroes are dead, and those who are seen as disgraceful are still alive.

Those who can get to the current status of the War Slave Regiment must have a stronger obsession with survival than others. Only in this way can we survive the blood and fire tests again and again, crawl through countless corpses and bones, and come to this point.

This is especially true for those with physical disabilities in Camp Stormbear, even in modern times, with the help of society, the achievement of people with disabilities often means that ordinary people have to pay unimaginable sadness and bitter tears, not to mention this dilapidated wasteland full of dark blood.

Liu Ye didn't know what kind of beliefs had supported the Violent Bear Camp until now, but he believed that these people's desire for survival was definitely the strongest. If anyone dares to stand in their way to survival, Liu Ye is absolutely confident that they will be desperate to remove all obstacles with their sharp claws and sharp teeth.

Liu Ye of the Tiger Battalion didn't know very well, but after a few days of understanding, a war slave camp that could rank third in the twelfth battalion would naturally not be far behind. The scene just now has indirectly shown their strength, although they still lost one officer in the end, they are still very strong compared to the other nine battalions.

Liu Ye, who has been in the war slave camp for less than a few days, is still so clear, and Xiong Shan Huzha is of course more aware of the current situation and how to choose.

"Longpan, what you say is reasonable, it's time to unite, I agree!" Xiong San was the first to raise his hand in agreement.

"I agree!" Hu Zha thought for a moment and continued.

"What about you?" Seeing that the two giants had agreed, the dragon pan turned around and faced the scattered war slaves of each battalion.

The vast majority of those who are still alive today are the battalion owners and the elites in the battalion, and they are already arrogant in the battalion, and they will not be willing to be subservient. And if he agrees to Long Pan's suggestion now, it means that he will fall from the same status as him before to the mortal world and become a subordinate of the three of them.

They are used to eating pork and suddenly can only eat brown rice, such an ending is unbearable for them, you must know how to say that they are also in the middle and high class of war slaves.

However, the sudden cold murderous aura was like a sharp sword that washed away the unwillingness and resentment in their hearts. These people were surprised to find that they had been surrounded by people from the three major war camps at some point, and the hidden hostile gaze and the position of blocking the retreat clearly expressed their intentions - if they didn't agree, they would die!

It's a pity to lose your former high position, but it's even less worth it to give your life because of it.

The people of the scattered factions are clearly at an absolute disadvantage, and the methods of each other's behavior have long been known through years of cooperative contact. The people of the 12th Battalion do not have a so-called human relationship, and as long as they have the opportunity, they will definitely act decisively.

"I ...... I agree......" The man in the rooster painting costume first said that he was the commander of the Yao Chicken Battalion - the Ji Ji, and he was also the only person in the Yao Ji Camp who has survived until now.

"I ...... Also agree ......"

“…… Agree ......"

……

With the first subduy of the chicken, the war slaves of the other battalions saw that they could not do anything, and they also expressed their willingness to join the alliance led by the three battalions.

Feeling the killing intent like a thorn in the back slowly receding, the cold sweat condensed from the tension behind them slowly flowed downward, sending out bursts of cold chill to remind them of the dangerous scene just now.

"Hehehe...... although it was not as cannibalistic as I expected, it was wonderful! It is worthy of being the top three in the Twelve Battalions, Xiong Longhu, who actually subdued those useless guys so quickly! Feng Ruiyan's hoarse voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears again, laughing wantonly.

"In return for a great performance, I will give you a special reward! Remember to enjoy! Haha......" Feng Ruiyan continued, and the rampant smug laughter continued to echo in the empty space.

"Damn woman! She just played us like bugs! Xiong Shan clenched his fists and said fiercely.

"Maybe we're as insignificant as worms in her eyes!" Long Pan, who had been silent, continued Xiong Shan's words.

"This guy isn't that simple! I can see it so thoroughly! Liu Ye was slightly shocked in his heart, and his evaluation of Longpan was further improved.

"However, what we have to deal with at the moment should be the gift that Feng Ruiyan gave us!" Long Pan said, pointing to the four corners of the empty hall.

"Gifts?"

It was only then that the angry crowd realized that there seemed to be a slight change at the edge of the silent floor just now, and the looming smoke gradually spread out of nowhere, like a sharp vine crawling towards Liu Ye and them.

"It's poisonous smoke!" One member of the crowd shouted in horror about the danger contained in the smoke.

In the post-nuclear era, although military technology has been exhausted and buried somewhere in the unknown ground, the creatures that have evolved due to nuclear radiation have all kinds of strange abilities. Among them, there are some creatures that are highly poisonous, and their poisoning ability has been raised to a higher level.

In the twentieth century, some scientists predicted that biological and chemical weapons were higher in energy and technology than nuclear weapons, and that they were more lethal and more extensive.

And the poisonous gas attacks that evolved from those highly poisonous creatures clearly proved this, and people have never seen the terrorist attacks of such creatures at the top of the food chain while people are surviving on the wasteland. Often poisonous smoke wafted by, and dozens of people fell silently.

Anyone who has ever lived in the wild knows a saying that has been handed down in the wasteland to this day: "It is better to be killed by a pack of mutant wolves than to be exposed to the poisonous mist!" ”

The appearance of abscesses all over his body when the poisonous smoke stained his body made the souls of everyone who saw it tremble, so even the war slaves were full of horror when they saw the poisonous mist that had been rumored in this wasteland.

The speed of the poisonous smoke did not seem to be fast, but it quickly occupied the space that was not enveloped by it. The soft smoke of the cloud flipped and steamed, as if consciously, and then poked out its soft tentacles and stretched out to the people standing in the middle.

"Don't run yet!" Xiong Shan, who was staring at all this, suddenly shouted, but he didn't expect that in a short period of time, this seemingly harmless beautiful cloud had already approached them.

At this time, everyone woke up like a dream, and ran away one after another. It can be seen that although the area covered by the poisonous fog is large, it seems to come out from the rear, and the space in front is slightly larger.

"There's a staircase ahead!" The people of the scattered battalion suddenly shouted, accelerated and ran forward, and actually passed the people of the three battalions.

The people in the scattered camp were surprised, but the deadly poisonous fog was behind, so they didn't think so much, and desperately ran towards the way of life in their hearts. Of course, they didn't realize that it was the people of the three major camps who deliberately slowed down and let them rush forward.

"Ahh The screams began, and the staircase they regarded as an escape exit actually hid a hidden passage, and the cold arrows that suddenly appeared from countless underground walls shot them into hedgehogs.

The people who arrived behind were about to fade backwards in fear, Xiong Shan, Hu Zha, and Long Pan each glanced at the people on their side, and the people of the three major camps rushed forward to grab those who dared to retreat and threw them up the stairs.

The sound of the spring flicking sounded, the trap at the staircase was completely triggered, and countless sharp weapons ejected out, beckoning to the unlucky war slave like a wasp.

Fortunately, a few war slaves who did not rush forward gasped in their hearts, and they did not expect that it would be difficult for them to escape the last poisonous hand after they were obedient, and they couldn't help but feel a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.

The Storm Bear Camp that surrounded them in the center suddenly turned, as thick as the windmill of a small tree's arms, and the palms of the plantain fanned out.

"Are you going to do it?" Miserable in his heart, he gave up resisting, and the people of the Violent Bear Camp were notoriously tyrannical and murderous. I didn't expect to be so cautious, but I still couldn't escape death.

However, the strong plastic wind only swept over their heads and necks, and rushed through their bodies. The imaginary attack did not come, only the clothes clinging to his body were still appreciating the power of the one just now.

"Don't let Lao Tzu go soon!" Xiong Shan had come to their side at some point, shouting into their ears.

Only then did these people react, and they hurriedly chased after the figure of the Dragon and Tiger Second Battalion, which was about to disappear at the staircase.

Seeing that everyone had almost retreated, the Storm Bear Camp slowly retreated one by one while fanning out a strong wind to block the approach of the poisonous smoke.

Xiong Shan was the last to go, and seeing that Liu Ye also went up to the second floor, he roared, his muscles swelled, his face turned red, and he fanned out the final blow violently. Then, without looking at the result, he turned over and jumped and disappeared at the top of the stairs.

The fierce wind will bring a roar of tigers, and the poisonous smoke that has been close to it will be violently fanned back, leaving a blank space. And the invisible poisonous mist soon took over the empty space, filling the entire hall.

The few war slaves who were not yet dead on the ground watched in horror that starting from their wounds, yellow pus flowed out rapidly, and then the skin of their whole bodies festered and spread to their whole bodies.

In the midst of a whispering scream, more than a dozen war slaves did not even leave their bones, and turned into yellow mist and mixed into the thicker and thicker poisonous smoke.