The red sky, the red earth, the fierce tribal warriors, the roar of hissing and splitting lungs, the trembling of the blood, the cruel sand wolf, and the hideous face of the shape of the sèsè, made Gao Feng feel the taste of fear again, and in the face of the dangerous sand wolf, he couldn't restrain his trembling body and kept retreating, as if the sand wolf was the most terrifying enemy in his life.

The sand wolf approached the peak step by step, and in extreme fear, the peak suddenly thought, how should he not be afraid? He is a half-step regret army, and he has a thousand calamities that can easily kill all the sand wolves and tribal warriors.

"Kill ......."

Gao Feng burst out and took the initiative to pounce on the sand wolf, just when he was about to meet the fangs of the sand wolf, everything disappeared like a dream, Gao Feng came to a world as bright red as a flame, the scorching air tore Gao Feng's throat, he looked around, looking everywhere to find a source of drinking water.

There is no sky, no earth, no mountains, no plains, the peak stands in the void of the world, enduring the scorching heat, and when he thinks that he is about to faint, the sulfur cave of the magma beast suddenly flashes in his heart, which is the real high-temperature world, and this place is not worth mentioning compared to the magma pool.

It is not worth mentioning that everything has changed from his heart, Gao Feng feels that the whole space is controlled by his heart, whether it is space or temperature, it will be determined by him, so there is a blue sky, sunshine, garden, grass, a girl with a dog, a young woman pushing a stroller, an old man napping on a bench, and a child rolling his head on the grass, and a weak teenager in the corner who is watching all this sluggishly.

This is the memory of Gao Feng's previous life, he reproduced everything in this space, the only unexpected guest was the barebacked, weak teenager, the boy had the same medium-length curly hair as Gao Feng, like a young lion curiously looking at this world.

Gao Feng looked at the child, and the child also looked at him, they saw their own images in each other's eyes, and suddenly the whole space collapsed, and the boy slowly disappeared into Gao Feng's eyes, Gao Feng closed his eyes suddenly, and when he opened them again, he found himself lying in a low room, faint light and noise coming from the window.

With a little trance and dizziness, Gao Feng sat up, holding the military coat as a quilt, thinking in a daze, the memory in the dream disappeared quickly, Gao Feng couldn't even connect it, but vaguely remembered that the sand wolf, the red sè, the girl who led the dog, and the child with the same medium-length curly hair as him.

I don't know why, Gao Feng's heart throbbed slightly, and an inexplicable feeling of guilt rose, like breaking into someone else's house and snatching everything, and seeing the miserable person he snatched and couldn't bear it.

"Great Elder, the reconnaissance plane took an image of the light in the eastern direction last night, only for a moment, and then it didn't find any ......."

Fang Shiyu, who was red and swollen with eyes, endured the sourness and reported the latest news to Gao Feng, as soon as Gao Feng walked out of the room, he saw that the floating cars had been prepared, the storm soldiers of the guards were sitting in the car or eating breakfast, or checking the equipment, and some later storm soldiers squatted in the water flowing out of the water and filled the kettle, ready to set off.

"Lock on the eastern area for reconnaissance, the convoy will leave immediately, you go sleep now, and let someone else take over your ......."

When Gao Feng spoke, he handed Gao Feng a stack of jīng's heart-burning sand date cakes, with a thin layer of bacon sandwiched in the middle of the cake, and after giving the order, Gao Feng grabbed the sand date cake and went up to the floating car, and when he took the first bite, the convoy embarked on the journey again.

Today's convoy is more complete than yesterday, the machine guns and heavy machine guns brought from the rear overnight are installed on the floating trucks, turning the peak convoy into an armed convoy, these weapons are mostly old weapons that Jasmine found from the underground base, originally used as an automatic defense mechanism for the underground base, and the ammunition of the weapons has been useless for hundreds of years, but the reserve ammunition stored in the warehouse can still be used.

The area of the western wilderness is not large, according to the calculation of the previous life, there should be half a prefecture-level city, with the speed of a floating car, it does not take too long to reach the place of the incident in the middle of the night, when the convoy arrives, the peak will see a huge river channel with no boundary.

The river is tens of meters wide, and the deepest part reaches twenty or thirty meters, and countless strangely shaped stones are piled up on the riverbed, and some slightly shiny metal pieces can be faintly seen, and the breeze blows the green weeds growing out of the cracks in the stones from nowhere, showing a thriving vitality.

The convoy slowly formed along the riverbed, and Gao Feng keenly found that in the deepest part of the riverbed, there are still some waterholes that have not disappeared, which should be naturally formed after the snow melts in winter, and if it is not too far from the ground, the steep riverbed cliffs are difficult to climb, but it is a good water point.

The small pools dotted the riverbed sometimes bubble up tiny blisters, which amaze Gao Feng, even in the barren wilderness, these waterholes have life activities, not to mention the waterholes, Gao Feng saw a low tree that had grown for an unknown number of years, and the body of the tree was almost the thickness of an ordinary person's thigh.

This riverbed bears witness to the abundant water of the western wilderness for hundreds of years, and perhaps the countless cities and villages on both sides of the riverbed, but today everything is gone, only the metal in the riverbed that has not been completely corroded still bears witness to the glory of the rì.

Gao Feng didn't know the specific location of the floating airship, but he had a feeling that the floating airship was hidden somewhere in the riverbed, in the barren western wilderness, the places where they could rest and recuperate were known to the wilderness, and the only thing he didn't know was this complex terrain and vast riverbed.

The search was long and boring, with Gao Feng holding his chin and staring blankly at the surface of the ground that swept below the pontoons, occasionally seeing the remains of rotten wood, collapsed bricks and rubble, lonely broken walls, faintly discernible street cornerstones, and rusted steel bars bent and twisted on the concrete.

Every time the relics of his past life were found by Gao Feng, his heart was lonely and empty, he had seen too much, his heart was empty, and the corners of his eyes were moist at some point, and the dream of last night suddenly became clear, white clouds, sunshine, grass, gardens, benches, cheerful children, comfortable old people, beautiful girls with dogs, and the breath that haunted his soul.

When the desolation in front of him and the flashy thoughts of the fantasy of the past life were intertwined, a few black shadows flashed in the corners of Gao Feng's eyes, and the next moment the communication system in the floating car sounded a heart-rending shout:

"Enemy attack ......."

Several pontoons reacted at the same time, the roar of the machine guns shook the pontoons violently, and the various squad leaders gave orders for the storm fighters to react differently, some put steel plates on the windows, some rummaged through the ammunition boxes, and some rushed down the pontoons to organize an offensive formation.

The explosion of grenades, the crispness of the rifle point, the hoarse roar of the officer, and the excited shouts of the storm warriors as they approached battle, all noisy and noisy with Gao Feng's eardrums, he did not move, sat quietly in his place, smoked a cigarette, lit himself in the smoke of gunpowder, squinted and listened to the empty shells of the machine gun exiting to clank against the roof of the car.

Gao Feng did not intervene in the battle, and there was no need for him to intervene, the Guards had nearly two hundred people, armed with a large number of machine guns, fifty rifles, and two rocket firing devices could not solve the enemy, it was better to disband the Storm Legion, so as not to be embarrassed.

The window of the floating car is basically blocked by steel plates, and the interior is dark and mixed, even if there is a car lamp illumination, it is not clear in the curling smoke of gunpowder, and the peak who sits firmly in the smoke of gunpowder seems to have nothing to do, and he smokes a cigarette without a mouthful, and the smoke will automatically disappear when it reaches his side, as if something makes the smoke enter another space.