Data Wasteland

"damn thing!"

Aaron was scolding over there, and Chen Xing was scolding too. Unexpectedly, I raised a white-eyed wolf, ungrateful and ruthless. When I saw the other party's character is simple, honest and straightforward, I didn't expect to hide so deeply. He is still in the dark, trusting him, and handing over the foundation to the other party. This time, if it hadn't been for Xiao Yang to remind him in time, there was still a sense of danger, it is estimated that he would have been more fortunate.

The other party did this, isn't it afraid that Ye Yang Bailiu will bring Beiqiao group back?

No, he offended the Yang family and was exiled to the Black Death Continent. The other party must think that he will never come back in all likelihood. Ye Yang Bailiu had a lot of trouble in the North Bridge regiment, and he was already the deputy head of the regiment, so he certainly didn't care so much about the industry here. In this way, the other party can be the emperor of the earth without any worries.

After all, it was his lack of strength. This is a world where the strong are respected. Once the subordinates are stronger than themselves, they may be rebelled at any time. Even the family of clans who have inherited hundreds of thousands of years and have rich accumulations cannot solve this problem and spare no effort to improve their descendants, more What's more, people with no background like him.

There are always a minority of people who are truly affectionate and righteous, and most of them are those who follow the trend and forget righteousness. In fact, he was still wary of Aaron, and only Ye Yang Bailiu knew a lot of things, but there were only a few people under him, except for Aaron, I really couldn't think of the second one. He couldn't give his position to Xiao Yang who had no combat power, so he couldn't convince the crowd at all.

The matter has already happened and can only be solved by turning around. Now he is alone and can't figure out the opponent's combat effectiveness, and he doesn't understand the internal situation of the water station, so he can't act rashly.

He didn't dare to go to Lanhua Town. Since Aaron could attack him, he must have colluded with Wu Chengqian and even with the Yang family. Entering the town is tantamount to throwing himself into the net. So he took a detour to Roast Duck Town, filled it with fuel and rations, didn't stay longer, and went straight to the Black Dead Jungle.

As long as it can be promoted to guard level, all problems are not a problem.

In this world where the weak eats the strong, personal strength is so important. Without strength, even if there are ten million gold, it is just a fat sheep, waiting to be slaughtered when it is out of the satellite signal coverage area. Taking a step back and saying that even in a safe area, you can only be honest, and dare not do anything that crosses the line a little bit, let alone power and status.

The wasteland at night was quiet and deep, Chen Xing curled up, staring at the campfire in front of him in a daze. Recalling what he had done during this period of time, he seemed a little overwhelmed and forgetful, but the reality gave him a solid slap.

There are many strong men in this world. When Michael Luo Luo is still a human being, the mayor also has his own scruples. What is his little ant proud of?

Is bullying the car sales lady a strong one? Not to mention that a single Aaron can let him escape. There are still thousands of guards in the red country. He is a big elite and is complacent with a small amount of money?

He secretly told himself that he must be cautious and low-key at all times, even if he can be promoted to guard level later. Otherwise one day one accidentally overturns the boat in the gutter, but all previous efforts will be lost. Things like the previous locomotive shop, can no longer be done, too ostentatious, easy to cause unnecessary attention.

He is a firm-willed person, and soon cleared up his mind and started counting supplies and ammunition.

The cruising locomotive has a large carrying capacity, but half of it is used to hold a spare fuel tank. The journey to the black jungle is far away, and he has to meet the fuel back and forth. Then there is food. The fluffy ones are carried by locomotives, and the denser ones are put in storage.

In space. A ring is filled with compressed biscuits and chocolate, and the outside can be eaten for more than a month. In addition, there are three ten-liter cylindrical water bags, placed in the storage space, and filled with water.

The ammunition is quite sufficient. After all kinds of bullets are scattered, they are re-packed with greased paper to make the most of the honeycomb space. Each honeycomb is full. Thousands of rifle rounds at 7.62, 300 rounds of sniper rounds at 12.7, and fifty to sixty grenades, the stock is enough to kill a team of several hundred people. If he were all shot to death while standing, it would not be a problem for thousands of people, but that would be impossible.

He has made up his mind to go to the Black Death Jungle this time, and if he fails, he will become benevolent. Either he was promoted to the Guardian level, and from then on, the road to Kangzhuang, or his bones were buried here, it was also considered a vigorous walk. He worked hard, struggled, and left no regrets.

If there is anything that cannot be let go, it is the whereabouts of Suna. She should listen to him and move towards the black dead jungle, wondering if she can see one side.

It's better to be this simple girl, there is no pressure when we are with her, she is obedient and obedient.

On the second day, Chen Xing entered the mountainous area with gravel on the ground. Fortunately, they are relatively small and do not affect the driving of the suspended locomotive. If it's like a stone over half a meter on the Black Death Continent, it's easy to bump into it, and the car will break if it crashes several times.

The stone mountains here are not dense, and the valley between the two mountains can be driven by vehicles. Last time I came with Aaliyah, the whole car was turned on. Chen Xing revisited the old place, recalling the past with Aaliyah, couldn't help but smile. Although she was indeed forced at the time, and Aaliyah was indeed heartless, but she also had a cute side and sometimes she was deflated. It's still fun to get along with her.

"Buzzing..."

Between his thoughts, three sickle beetles flew over the mountain and appeared in his sight.

Chen Xing's **** eagle was on his back, and his shoulder was in his hand. With a "click", he pulled the bolt and shot it up, condensing psychic energy, and shot it out with a single shot.

"Boom!"

The first beetle halted, sprayed a large swath of turquoise liquid from its tail, and whirled down to the ground. The other two beetles screamed sharply and swooped down with their sickles. Chen Xing concentrated his energy, fired another shot, and the second beetle fell.

The third beetle realized the strength of the opponent and turned around in an arc, intending to escape. With the sound of a gunshot, a large amount of body fluid spouted from the mouthparts, and one head plunged into the middle of the mountain.

In order to save time, Chen Xing did not collect the beetle nucleus, and passed by the corpse.

This **** eagle is full of power, and the power of an ordinary shooting is equivalent to a first-level energy-storing shooting, plus his current energy-storing shooting reaches a third-level, which can cause 3 to 7 times the damage. Full of energy, the damage is 4-9 times that of ordinary rifles. If you add the psionic compression level two and trio, you can hit hundreds of times the damage, extremely brutal.

"Squeak!"

After walking in the mountains for two days, a mountain centipede suddenly strung out, dancing with whip-like tentacles, and screaming at him.

"Do you think it's still the past!"

Chen Xing had a shot in his hand, and the blue bullet spun out and hit the head the size of a mountain centipede truck. A tentacle broke from the root and fell down the rocky mountain.

"grumble!"

The centipede was in pain and made a huge neigh. His head sank and he walked downstream. Thousands of knuckles danced fast, as if flying close to the mountain. Chen Xing twisted the throttle and sprayed

The centipede was covered in black and gray.

After a year and a half, Chen Xing is no longer what he used to be. His strength has greatly increased. The shotgun has changed from the quasi-elite to the big elite. The ordinary gun of several hundred gold has become a **** eagle with tens of thousands of value, and the second-hand Great Wall cavalry has changed. Became a brand-new Wilderness Overlord.

Even if you don't take the initiative to hunt, it's a mountain centipede to be arrogant.

The centipede chased out more than ten meters, and another psionic armor-piercing projectile whirled in, pierced through the billowing smoke, hit its mouthparts, and suddenly the juice flew across.

The centipede's cry was distorted, and it chased after it in anger, vowing to tear up this tiny prey. But where the prey is the prey, the hunter is almost the same. The third armor-piercing projectile struck Lanmang and shot it with a "pop", smashing a large insect shell, and a large amount of meat spurted out of the big wound of the washbasin.

The centipede made a painful neigh, and the speed was much slower, but waiting for it was the next psionic armor-piercing bullet. The attack was slightly missed, and the trajectory of the spinning plowed a deep scar on its carapace, and the fragmented **** substance was flying in the air.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Every shot of a gun will take away a large piece of flesh and blood. The huge mountain centipede was beaten and wounded all over, let out a neigh unwillingly, turned around and evacuated.

"Want to go!"

Chen Xing turned the front of the car and chased after him.

[Automatic driving has been activated]

The front speaker emits a rough male mechanical synthesis sound. Wilderness Overlord is equipped with an advanced on-board computer that can switch between manual driving and automatic driving. Chen Xing held a gun in both hands, aimed at the fleeing mountain centipede, and pulled the trigger.

"Boom!"

The blue flame spit out, and the mountain centipede stiffened and let out a huge cry. But it is huge in size, plus it is a worm, and its vitality is extremely tenacious. Even if its body is full of holes, its speed is still very fast, and it will be over the hill in a blink of an eye.

Chen Xing grabbed the handlebar with one hand, turned his thumb back to drive manually, adjusted the direction, and turned towards the side of the mountain.

"tumultuous!"

The car body passed a forty-five-degree angle and quickly circumvented the mountain. The black insect body appeared in the line of sight again, attached to the undulating mountain wall. Chen Xing pushed his thumb to switch to autopilot, and then raised his gun to shoot.

"grumble!"

The mountain centipede was hit hard, its body rolled up like a domino, its legs were unable to cling to the mountain wall, and it began to roll down.

Chen Xing slammed the brakes to avoid the shadow above his head. In the next second, the insect's body fell heavily to the ground, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust. The dense worm feet danced like an anemone. Chen Xing stretched out his hand and grabbed it, took out a burning grenade from the storage space in front of him, pulled off the pull ring, and threw it over.

The burning grenade drew an arc and landed on the worm's body that was rolling and struggling, and with a "boom", the flames rose to the sky, and the smell of burnt meat came out.

"Get on the road!"

Chen Xing opened the distance, concentrated his energy, compressed psychic energy, and maximized his attack. The centipede struggled for a while, dancing its tentacles, looking for Chen Xing's direction, and rushing over frantically.

The crosshair locked the center of the head, and a gleaming armor-piercing projectile burst out. The surrounding air is distorted and deformed, like a phantom. Only a loud noise was heard, the hardest head armor was torn apart, and the green slurry was squeezed out of the cracks.

The centipede tilted its head and smashed it on the ground, without any movement.