"Report, report to the eldest sister, the Feiyuan Dragon's Lair has been bombed by an unknown one! The iron wall system of the dragon's nest is basically in a semi-paralyzed state, unable to defend itself! ”

Hongying's brows tightened, and he immediately decided: "Everyone, withdraw from the position!" ”

"Eldest sister, our loot handling is not over yet."

Hongying kicked him in the ass: "If you want money, don't kill you!" Put everything down and evacuate as fast as you can! ”

Only the last transport force of the Night Dragon's Lair is still in the city, and it has been evacuated as soon as it received the order.

As for the Flying Abyss Dragon's Lair, it's over.

Endless artillery fire came from all directions, and it was impossible to judge the point of departure.

The only thing that can be judged is that such a covering attack is enough to blow up the entire Flying Abyss Dragon's Lair into a wasteland.

The people who had just evacuated the Feiyuan Dragon's Lair hid under the Yan Mountain Ridge, listening to the deafening sound overhead, and their hearts palpitated.

If it weren't for Hongying's timely judgment, they might not have had time to evacuate.

"Who the hell is ......?"

"Needless to say, the people behind the scenes."

There is only one in the wasteland capable of launching such a large-scale attack: the head of the Dragon's Lair, Dawn.

But it is impossible to know which Buddha invited Shuguang to carry out this bombing.

Hongying looked at the fire that was raging again in the distance, and his heart was cold.

She didn't even want to ask who was directing all this to the Feiyuan Dragon Nest, but the big guy behind them didn't seem to believe it.

The existence of the Flying Abyss Dragon's Lair is proof of this.

Now the evidence is gone.

An entire dragon's nest, tens of thousands of inhabitants, and buildings built in the wasteland......

In the eyes of those people, it is not worth mentioning.

The Iron Kidnapping Tiger King is also a generation of heroes, but I don't know what to know under the spring, and when I see everything today, will I regret it?

Everyone in the world says that immortals are good, but only the fame cannot be forgotten.

Amusing.

Perhaps, even the battle between them and the Flying Abyss Dragon's Lair is nothing more than a struggle of chess pieces in the eyes of those who play chess, right?

This apocalyptic wasteland, born with the distinction between high and low, reincarnated in the wasteland, is to sign a lot.

Like a wanderer.

Life is like an ant.

It's just that the so-called chess player, can you know if you are also in a bigger chessboard?

Back in the Night Dragon's Lair, Hongying has been stuffed in the room.

This battle was a great victory, and the people of the whole night were reveling, and the best ingredients that they were reluctant to eat on weekdays were served one by one.

Only Hongying didn't even show up.

"Big niece, are you seriously injured?"

The second commander, Guo Yangtao, pushed open Hongying's door, and at this time, he was the only one who dared to touch Hongying's moldy head by virtue of his identity and status.

Hongying glanced at him and didn't get up from the sofa: "Second uncle, I'm fine." ”

She never kept her news, and every one of these old uncles obeyed her orders during the real war, even if it was started by her will.

They were, after all, her father's brothers.

Guo Yangtao sat aside and lit a cigarette: "After the war, I fell asleep in the dark.

I didn't sleep well at all, I kept dreaming, I kept dreaming, dreaming of the days when my brothers carried guns and went to the world. ”

In the year of the Nova Cataclysm, Hong Ying was only three years old, a milk doll like a radish head. Her mother used her life to prop up her escape, and finally, she said:

Run, run, run. No matter what happens, don't look back.

This sentence will always be etched in the depths of Hongying's mind.

The little Hongying was stupid, the sky collapsed, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and large areas of buildings fell straight down.

The previously peaceful blue sky gathered large areas of thunderclouds, flames, dust, and ashes.

The wind and clouds surge, and everything disappears.

Hongying listened to her mother's words, took a step forward in her little short legs, and kept running, running all the time.

To this day, there has been no turning back.

The years when the old dragon head of the Hidden Night Dragon's Nest and his brothers opened up the territory to build a family business were also the years of Hongying's displacement.

She grew up in a chariot, on the shoulders of a mech, and little by little watched her father lay this shelter in the apocalypse.

Guo Yangtao continued: "After waking up from the dream, I have been thinking about how your father can lead me and other rabbles to become a strong team.

Your father doesn't have the skills to fight and kill the enemy, but your father's leadership and luck are none of us. ”

But today, he saw her father's shadow in Hongying.

It can bring hope and a shadow of the future!

Hongying looked at Guo Yangtao, and Guo Yangtao did not shy away from looking at her.

"In our life, we have enjoyed glory and wealth, we have also experienced the tribulations of life and death, and your children and grandchildren have also grown up. To be honest, I have no regrets. ”

His voice was a little choked, and Guo Yangtao's eyes were stimulated by inferior cigarettes: "But the troubled times are unfinished!"

Surrounded by strong enemies, fighting the waves in a lonely boat, those old teams in the past are all dying, who does it depend on to reorganize the rivers and mountains? Yes?! ”

He saw Hongying's vacillation, and saw Hongying's resentment in this world.

Tens of thousands of lives disappeared in the blink of an eye, and there were behemoths they could never have dreamed of.

Such pressure can crush anyone.

But Hongying can't.

"It's time for some to take on the big niece! The reason why the Night's Lair still exists in the wasteland is because you are there. The reason why the brothers can still drink and eat meat in large portions is also because of you!

Although it is inappropriate for me to say this, Lord Dragonhead, you are now the backbone of everyone. ”

Hongying knew what he meant.

Knowing that he is not qualified to fall.

In the chaotic times of the apocalypse, no one secretly feels sad, and the merits are not so important.

In this world, whoever is weak will die.

Guo Yangtao pinched out his cigarette and looked at Hongying's changed gaze with some relief: "No matter what kind of troubled times, as long as you can kill a piece of the sky, they will be terrified." Then we will have a glimmer of life in the night dragon's nest. ”

Hongying smiled: "I have to thank me for being famous enough to be frightening." ”

Guo Yangtao also smiled, laughing with tears hidden in the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes:

"You're good, Ling Lan is not bad, and the kid you picked up is not bad. The old man's son is really nothing in comparison. ”

"Second uncle, you don't have to go to the battlefield if you are useless, didn't you think the same way at the beginning, so you deliberately spoiled him?"

"Nonsense, how could I ......"

Guo Yangtao was about to say something, but he saw that Hongying did not have the slightest accusatory gaze, and only smiled after all.

"Little girl, I'm going to make fun of your uncle and me."

Hongying stood up and patted Guo Yangtao on the shoulder: "Don't worry, second uncle, I won't fall." If the enemy is not eliminated for a day, I Hongying will not admit defeat for a day. ”

"Second uncle, go drink and eat meat together! There aren't many good days like this. By the way, get the stupid boy outside the door who pulled you in. ”

The corners of Qiming's mouth twitched, and he pushed open the door in resignation.

I knew I shouldn't have eavesdropped.