The wheat field is burning

Among the pungent smoke and embers, the temporary simple residence was turned into coke.

The bodies were everywhere, some were burned by flames and were beyond recognition, and the pain in their facial features could barely be seen.

Mike had never seen such a simple battlefield.

There was no heavy firepower, some people held ridiculous shoddy rifles in their hands, while others even held stones and steel pipes.

But Mike had never seen such a terrifying battlefield. This primitive fighting style was more bloody than modern wars, and everyone fought to the end.

Mike looked at the burned field with complicated eyes.

Just last time, Paul Little came back and described to himself how these people were cultivating in the wilderness and planting food with a few bags of seeds he gave them. When Paul Little said that, Mike could see the light in his eyes.

"How could he die..."

"How come you suddenly died..."

A long time later, Mike looked back at Paul Jr.: "What about the members of the resource team I followed before."

"Come here!" Little Paul waved.

A man wearing the uniform of the First Refuge and with the words "Fortune" on his chest quickly came and saluted: "Fortune Sanctuary, the First Resource Squad, and the prospector Rory met General Mike!"

"What's going on here?" Mike said coldly.

"Report to Mike, the convoy passed by here two and a half hours ago and found smoke rising here. After observation from afar, there were survivors." Explorator Rory said in a deep voice: "According to the exploration manual, our convoy will report the location and leave me to observe from a distance. The rest of the team members will continue to explore resources."

"At first everything is normal, but then the man suspected of the leader wearing a shabby coat gathered everyone and everyone started to pack up."

Mike nodded slightly, it must have received his own message.

But why did the fight start?

Who killed them?

The man continued: "Because I was too far away, I didn't hear what they said specifically. Forgive me, I dare not approach without authorization. These survivors have great hostility to the underground. Once they find out, I will definitely tear me apart..."

Speaking of this, the man felt a little guilty and then said, "Just as they were about to pack up and prepare to carry it, they gathered together again. The man in the coat made a brief speech, and the crowd seemed a little confused."

"Then... another one-armed man suspected of the leader, with the survivors holding guns, began a massacre, while the man in the coat led the survivors and another group of survivors holding guns to resist..."

"In the chaos, someone caused a fire and the fire spread rapidly."

"It eventually became like this."

Mike hasn't spoken for a long time, but his heart has turned upside down.

They kill each other?

Without a murderer, they started to kill themselves?

How could it be?

These survivors survived the disaster, and they had long learned how ordinary people survive in this era when the gods came - unity!

They have long understood that humans, as weak as ants, can survive only by uniting!

Otherwise they would not have lived today at all!

Why do they kill each other?

Moreover, I clearly notified them to evacuate urgently, even if I wanted to kill each other, I shouldn't be at this time!

"General Mike, during the battle, I heard someone shouting loudly about "grab power". It should be the two leaders who seized power from each other, which eventually triggered the battle and led to destruction." The explorer who witnessed the whole process from afar said in a low voice.

Mike nodded without comment and walked in this charred battlefield.

Seize power?

impossible!

This is an ant nest with a clear positioning, and each ant has its own division of labor.

And really seizing power... He Mike is the real ant king! What's the use of seizing power between the worker ants and soldiers ants below?

And just as Mike walked in the coke.

"I didn't expect that the person who came was a member of the World-Sharing Association!"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

A murderous roar suddenly resounded, and a figure emitting dim glory rushed out from the buried cover of a pile of coke and corpses, and rushed towards Mike quickly!

A god-becoming one!

A giant sword condensed in the man's hand, and the giant sword god light surged!

Second-level sword god!

"The God-becoming!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Protect General!"

"The God-killing weapon is loaded!"

"You cannot use God-killing weapons! You cannot use God-killing weapons!"

The special forces exclaimed in an instant and set up guns. They were purchased from Daxia. They were blessed by the ninth-level Situ Hong's divine power at that time. They were specially used to protect the members of the World-Superior Association to prevent sneak attacks by the gods!

But someone immediately shouted: "No use, no use! It will hurt General Mike!"

The god-becoming man was not very strong, but he was particularly smart. He actually avoided the early reconnaissance battlefield and rushed out when Mike blocked the line grab!

"Hehe, I'm not dead until now, and I still have unexpected gains." The man smiled fiercely.

However, this man was in a very bad condition. He had several deep bone-deep wounds all over his body, and his divine light was particularly dim, obviously at the end of his strength.

He had killed two god-becoming people who were stronger than him at the same time. If the other party had not been weakened by poisoning, he would not have survived now!

Just when he was only a hundred meters away from Mike, he staggered suddenly and almost fell to the ground!

And in this moment of staggering.

"boom!"

In the distance, the divine light storms!

A jeep was deeply shattered by the terrifying force that erupted from the inside out.

In the broken steel, a tender figure was like a furious lion, rushing towards him at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye!

"Do you want to kill General Mike?"

"You're a bad guy!"

Little John was like a furious lion, roaring and rushing towards him with a golden divine light!

Behind him, a strong man wearing a miner's hat followed closely, and the hoe in his hand was raised high and smashed down with a bang!

"Little John, don't..." Mike's face changed drastically.

"Bang!"

Little John's fist instantly penetrated the man's chest, and the strong man's hoe directly smashed the man's head.

"Crash!"

Blood splattered little John's face, but little John didn't care at all. With blood on his face, he turned to look at General Mike.

"Uncle Mike, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Looking at the bloody face of little John, Mike nodded with complex eyes for a moment, and said softly: "Little John, there is no need to kill him."

"No, Uncle Mike, those uncles said, these are on the ground

The people on the board are very bad. They are jealous of us and have always wanted to destroy the shelter." Little John shook his head: "And, he actually wants to kill you, they are all bad guys!"

"How could they be bad people?" Mike finally asked after a long silence.

Little John wiped the blood from his face and said in a deep voice: "The uncles of the World-Saving Society told me that there are good people in this world, there are bad people!"

In the heart of little John, this Uncle Mike is an absolutely good person.

He planned a shelter plan and provided everyone with absolutely safe accommodation before the crisis came.

Although John Jr. had also felt sad because of his abandoned uncles and aunts, two years have passed, and with the explanations of the uncles of the World Congress, John Jr. also understood.

Uncle Mike wanted to protect everyone, but the strength of the World-Salvation was not enough. Even the thousand shelters were built at the last moment.

The greatest ability of the World Congress can only protect 100 million people.

They are all good people, especially Uncle Mike.

Good people should live a better life.

And if there are good people, there are bad people.

Those rat people are all bad guys. The big bad guy Mr. X and those rat people were jealous of good people such as Uncle Mike and the Uncle Jishi, and did not know that gratitude was Uncle Mike and the Uncle Jishi, who made them survive. Instead, they hid in the shelter and took revenge in a crazy way, trying to destroy the shelter planned by Uncle Mike.

They even took advantage of the arrival of the gods to open the steel door of the shelter, completely ignoring the lives and deaths of uncles and aunts, just to jointly extort a large amount of resources from the uncles and uncles of the World Congress with the Carnegie family.
To be continued...