Data Wasteland

Seeing Aqiao Mu's safety, the three immediately raised their guns and shot. But a shuttle bullet shot up, and the mercenary leader's body shook with blue light, all being resisted.

"Fight the wheels!"

Chen Xing shouted, lowering the muzzle and shooting the wheel of the armed cricket. Unfortunately, the fish-scale pattern of the armed crickets is filled with dark-field rubber fiber bubbles, which cannot burst at all.

"Xiete!" "Chasing, don't let him run away!"

Cassie and the white mercenary cursed, climbed onto the sand cart, trying to chase the mercenary leader.

"Kill the beast, kill it!" A Qiaomu called hysterically, crazy.

Seeing the head of the mercenary who was going away, Chen Xing squinted his eyes, put down the assault rifle, jumped onto a sand truck, and took off the "elephant hunting" sniper rifle behind him. Then he stood on his seat, held it flat, concentrated his energy, poured psychic energy, locked the target, and the trio broke out.

"Boom!"

A huge recoil hit his shoulders, and a two-meter-long blue flame spewed out, Chen Xing overturned backwards, and the head of the mercenary leader exploded.

The armed cricket that had lost control moved forward for a while, and then slowly stopped. A Qiao Mu chased up and dragged the headless body from the driving seat. With a "tear", he tore the other party's pants and cut off the thing.

Chen Xing, who was next to him, shuddered, only feeling cold in his lower body...

This is such a great hatred, I will not let it go when I die.

"Hi..." Cassie took a breath behind him, holding his body in both hands, as if the wind at night was very cold.

A Qiaomu threw the thing away, walked to the three of them, exhaled heavily, and said, "Thank you."

The white mercenary showed concern and wanted to go up to help her, but was pushed away by her, "I can go by myself."

Although her footsteps were a little vacant, she couldn't see what was going on. Afterwards, A Qiaomu took a bath with water from the camp, and then helped the three to search for the corpse.

Chen Xing couldn't help but admire, after so much experience, A Qiaomu still has the physical strength to help. I only heard that the sand people’s drought tolerance is good, but they are not good in other aspects, but I didn’t expect that A Qiao Mu’s stamina is so good that it is like a cockroach that can't be killed.

Two hours later, they collected more than two hundred guns of various types, including 80 assault rifles, six drum-type Vulcan cannons, 20 rocket launchers, and a wide variety of guns, such as Uzi submachine guns, Black Star pistols, and Glock18. some type of.

In terms of ammunition, there are five boxes of grenades, more than a dozen boxes of ammunition, as well as a mess of smoke bombs and c4 explosives.

There was not much cash, but some small change. The total of more than one hundred people was less than two thousand, and the four were evenly divided on the spot. Other small personal items, such as commemorative metal lighters, necklaces, rings, nose stud earrings, multi-function knives, gold-plated belt buckles, etc., are packed into a big bag, and when they get to Crow City, go to the back street to find someone to get them.

In terms of vehicles, the armed crickets were naturally not let go. Chen Xing drove the jeep led by the fat man by Cassie, and the other two drove a dune buggy to pile up everything they found.

After packing, the four gathered together, and Cassie asked Chen Xing, "Boss, what should we do next?"

The white mercenary and A Qiaomu also looked at Chen Xing, waiting for him to speak. Unconsciously, Chen Xing has become the leader of this small gang.

Chen Xing was not in a hurry to express his stance. He looked at the wasteland in the distance and started to think. The original caravan must not go back. The fat leader knew what happened to them. If he saw them returning with a full load, he would surely guess that they had destroyed the Black Eagles.

The relationship between the mercenary group is complicated. They don't know the details of the black eagle group, whether these people are all of the black eagle group or one of the troops, and they don't know what power is behind it. Therefore, this matter must be kept secret to avoid encountering unknown enemies.

If the fat boss knew the truth, in case of any trouble in the future, he might sell them.

After pondering for a long time, Chen Xing said, "Let's go back. I remember there is a place called Dake Town nearby. We went there to rest and wait for a caravan passing by."

All three nodded and agreed.

"Cassie, go cut some tent cloth and repack the things in the car so that they don't show up and let people discover it." Chen Xing arranged again, and Cassie went to do it right away.

"You..." Chen Xing pointed to the white mercenary. He didn't remember until then. He didn't know the other party's name, so he asked, "What is your name?"

"Danny Jegu," the white mercenary said seriously, with a very respectful attitude.

"Very well, Danny..." Chen Xing said, pointing to the four cars next to them that were about to drive away, "Go find some tools and rebuild them. Don't let people see them."

"Okay." Danny nodded and replied, and got up to look for tools.

"You..." After the two left, Chen Xing looked at A Qiaomu and groaned, and said, "You rest here, I'll find some fuel, light a bonfire, and get some food."

"I'll come." A Qiaomu got up and said, before leaving, he added, "I'm not as weak as you thought."

Chen Xing gave her a thumbs up. I have to say that a woman who has just experienced such a cruel thing can cheer up so quickly, it is really powerful.

"in fact……"

A moment later, while boiling water by the campfire, A Qiaomu suddenly said, "I have experienced more cruel things..." She fiddled with the fire with branches, as if talking to herself, "During that time, I no longer I remember that I am a human being. I am..." She stared at the burning wood blankly, her voice filled with unspeakable pain, "A tool, a sow, or something..."

"Everything has passed..." Chen Xing comforted, and then complimented, "You are very strong."

"Okay, it's all over." A Qiaomu raised the rum he had just found from the camp, motioned to Chen Xing, then raised his head and took a big gulp.

"Anyway..." She breathed out a sip of alcohol and said, "Thank you." Then she glanced at the busy Cassie and Danny, and whispered, "This is definitely your idea, they can't do it. ."

"Why?" Chen Xing asked.

"Ruthless, you are more ruthless and colder than them." A Qiaomu said earnestly, looking at Chen Xing with complicated eyes, and then took another sip of wine.

For some reason, at that moment, Chen Xing saw fear in A Qiaomu's eyes. The huge, deep-rooted fear is like the kind of fear that comes from the heart and originates from the instinct of the species when the prey faces its natural enemies.

Who is she afraid of? There is no other person here, the only object of fear is him.

Maybe it's because of his ruthlessness...

Chen Xing shrugged, expressing helplessness and disapproval.

"But..." A Qiaomu said with a wry smile, "It's better to be ruthless than a corpse."

"You are a person worth following." She said at last, and then stood up with the bottle in her hand, "I'm going to do something about it."

Chen Xing made a please gesture. A Qiaomu staggered towards the cave, and after a while, there was a crazy cry, like a wounded mother beast, terrible and heart-palpiting.