Rise of the Wasteland

At that time, Zhou Qingfeng was disrupted by the multilateral talks in Angola, and the two black indigenous forces failed to gain any advantage. In the end, the leaders of both sides could only go back and think hard about it. After thinking about it, they still had to fight the Chinese idea.

The Chinese have resources, the Chinese are bullied, and the Chinese are afraid of things. Not only do these African blacks think so, I am afraid that is the view of the whole world.

The tropical Angola originally had abundant wild food resources, so the black uncle here does not need any labor production skills. They have never had any sense of anxiety. They are too lazy to worry about tomorrow, and the result is a mass death in the cataclysm.

It was just dead, anyway, some survived. The surviving blacks naturally embarked on another path of survival-not only to invest less, but also to achieve quick results, then rob!

Everyone does nothing, robs all the way, and survives like a locust. This is how most people live in the last days. Do you want to farm for production? A large group of people will treat you as fat.

In order to survive, Josie and Barbro searched like a net. Now that the search has finally achieved results, they have encountered several groups of black men who have been harassing Chinese bases-this time the parasite finally found its host.

"Tell me how much armed those Chinese are?" Old Jossi asked a black leader. He brought tens of thousands of people this time and easily annexed several local black armed forces.

"The Chinese are not armed, but they have a large population and occupy a large area. Every time we sneak in, we can grab something." A black leader grinned grinningly and said warily: " The terrain here is flat, and the Chinese cannot prevent it. "

Old Jossi and Bablo looked at each other, and they were more confident in eating the fat piece of Chinese people. Now they have to rob, they can only survive.

Several black leaders were ordered to lead the way, and old Jossi and Babro led a tens of thousands of people along a river to the Chinese base. These men were holding various weapons and wearing colorful clothes, and they made a chaotic voice and kept moving forward.

After walking for two or three kilometers, Old Jossi can already see a large area of ​​deforestation by the river. Hundreds of thousands of Chinese cannot live without water, and they settle down next to the river.

A row of towering guard posts appeared on the side of the river. Seeing the endless black team appearing, an exclaiming sounded from the 78-meter-high sentry tower, followed by the sentry firing a gun to warn, and then fled into the desert.

"Hahaha ... they do this every time. When we see us running, we immediately rush in and grab. Before the main force of their armed forces arrives, we have left with what we grabbed." The black boss laughed at the running sentry, "We can succeed every time."

Old Josie and Barbru both smiled at each other, Barbru followed with a bad voice: "We don't need to leave this time, just grab some Chinese people as hostages and let them continue to provide us with food."

"Ah ... this is a good idea. Why didn't I think of it before?" The black leader suddenly realized with a bit of sorrow, praising Bablo's idea very well.

"Huh ..." Old Josie sneered and ordered: "Take someone to kill in. For survival, let us settle here."

With an order, tens of thousands of black bandits rushed forward like a tide. Countless people shouted and yelled, desperately moving their legs. Among the crowded people, the loud footsteps and grotesque shouts even carried a barbaric momentum unique to Africa.

Old Jossi and Babru also followed, a distance before they suddenly appeared a wooden sign on the ground. Numerous footprints have been stamped on the wooden sign, apparently originally standing here.

"What's on it?" Old Jossi asked with narrowed eyes.

Bablo also followed, and immediately shook his head, "Maybe it's a word, I don't know. But the pattern above is strange, why are they drawing a pot on a wooden board?"

The two bosses studied for a while, and no one understood why there was such a wooden sign in front of the sentry tower? But it's okay, you don't want to think about it, just move on.

But this time there was no fifty meters, and suddenly exploded in the front row of black people. After the scream, the explosion continued to occur, appearing dozens of times at a time.

With each explosion, there would be one or two unlucky ghosts killed and wounded. Not many died, but a lot of injuries. At this moment, the momentum of the entire black attack was stopped, and everyone stopped immediately, looking around in horror, even the clever ones had fallen to the ground.

"What's going on?" Bablo was startled, but when he looked forward at the cat, he knew what had happened. "It's a mine!"

Most of the victims were injured in the ankles. It was more tragic that the entire sole was blown up, leaving only a smooth bleeding leg. The screams and shouts flew up and down, making the black people shudder behind, afraid to act lightly.

"Fuck, why don't you say there are mines here?" Bablo stepped back to find the black leader who led the way, and wrapped his arms around his neck, staring at him with fierce eyes.

"But there were no landmines in the past!" The black leader who led the road shouted injustice. He has led people to attack the Chinese base here more than 50 or 60 times, and has never encountered a landmine.

The news reached Old Josie's ears behind him. The old black fox turned back to look at the wooden sign that had just been stomped on it, only to realize that the 'jar' pictured above was actually a mine warning.

"What a hell, there are mines here." Babro also had an ignition, and the offensive that was so easy to organize was actually destroyed by several mines. However, the longer the delay, the more difficult the Chinese in the base to deal with. He resolutely grabbed his pistol and shouted, "Don't be afraid, keep going."

"Think about Chinese food ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Think about Chinese houses, maybe you can find a few Chinese women with luck. What are you waiting for? If you don't rush in, you will all starve to death." Old Jossi also stepped forward to encourage, even let his guards conduct war, the retreat died!

The tide-like blacks are surging again, but this time there is no beginning. They moved forward cautiously, their eyes constantly studying where their feet would be more appropriate.

Babulu pouted and stared back, for a while he even felt that this minefield was afraid that he had already stepped on it. He is not distressed at all for those in his twenties and thirties.

But when I walked for another ten meters, the explosion sounded again. It was just an ordinary landmine that exploded when I stepped on it. But this time it was a thunderbolt bouncing one meter high and then exploding.

Compared to ordinary mines that only blow the soles of feet, a mine that can fly into the air and explode with hundreds of steel **** is too powerful. The lethality increased tenfold, and when it exploded, it fell into a blockbuster. Lying down is useless, steel **** will hit the ground in a targeted manner.

On the front of the impact with a width of more than two hundred meters, one by one, thunderstorms popped up continuously. After so many dozens of jumps, the black people who rushed forward screamed and cried, and then receded like a tide.

This time the Lieutenant's team retreated downwards, leaving only forty or fifty corpses to fall to the ground, as if they were stranded on the beach with fish and shrimp.

Old Jossi and Bablo sighed sighingly, and could only attack in another direction. As a result, they found that the river was almost full of mines, and the minefields were thick and dense and could not penetrate at all. After several hours of tossing back and forth, after three or four hundred people died, the remaining blacks refused to attack again.

Through the telescope, Bablo can see the Chinese people still in panic. His usual target was his best target for plunder, but this time he couldn't stand it!

Fat can't be eaten in front of eyes, this is too uncomfortable! 8