Supreme pardon

The speed of the newly purchased troop carrier was very fast, nearly twice as fast as when he came here. In the early morning of the next day, the team members led by Wen Renjue arrived at the border area of ​​Shanan Maolin.

He asked people to park the cars together, and he got out of the car with a knife, while the others rested in place, while he slowly circled around the temporary camp.

In the early morning, the lush forest is filled with clouds and mists like ink and ink. After most people go to sleep, the sun has quietly risen, the clouds have cleared and the fog has dispersed, there is no cloud in the sky, and the sky is blue like a mirror.

The personnel carrier was not easy to move in the forest. After leaving some people behind to build a temporary camp centered on vehicles and ammunition, he led the rest of the people into groups and began to march toward the depths of the forest.

He followed Dao Ge and his killer guards closely, and also brought a few spies sent by the royal district.

The others were all in units of hundreds, scattered around him, hunting and killing aliens.

"The [-]th district has changed a lot in the past few years. In the past, all their residents were scattered outside, but more than a year ago, they built several avenues leading to the center of Maolin. All the villages live around the avenue. If we want to avoid To drive them, you have to avoid the main road first." The spies did their duty.

Dao Ge followed, after a while, he said: "You can avoid the road, and the transportation of crystal nuclei will become a problem."

"It's not a big problem, after all, we're not here to fight." A sub-captain of the fourth team interjected.

Dao Ge shut up.

Although he is under Wen Ren Jue, he is not a member of the fourth team.

In this situation, it is better not to speak.

Climbing up a rock in the forest, Wen Renjue took a look at it for a while, then jumped down, went to the spy Chen Liangxi sent for him and asked, "Which road is the closest to them?"

The spy had no intention of asking him about his plan, squatted down, spread out the map of the lush forest that he had drawn, looked up at Huitian and the surrounding plants, and said affirmatively, "Walking more than 20 miles to the south, there is their avenue. "

Wen Renjue nodded, waved to the person behind him, and ordered: "Go and call a troop carrier."

"What are your plans?" The captain of the team has a nickname called Squirrel. He has wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes. He is very clever. Not familiar with the team members.

See the man close to his eyes and ask questions with doubts.He said deeply, "Since we're here, we'll naturally go and have a look."

……

The Ficus oblique was [-] meters high, with flourishing branches and leaves. There were rustling noises from the crown of the tree. In just a moment, a black object fell freely from the sky and smashed into the bushes below.

At first, he was looking at the empty big tree, but suddenly there were big men in dark green clothes jumping out from all around.

After these people gathered together, they dragged out the black object that had been dropped into the bushes from a high altitude.It turned out to be a mutated "grain finch".

The later people were more or less dragging the "prey". After this group of big men gathered, there were about fifty people, and they randomly cleaned out an open space under the tree, setting aside those who were on guard, and others picked up firewood and set it up. He took off the pots and bowls on his back, took out the seasoning, and started to prepare to eat.

Someone was still standing under the previous tree, looking up at the lush canopy, and yelled: "Okay dog! Even mutant birds can be caught by you, and you are very capable, but if you don't come down to help clean up, steal and rape Playing tricks, tonight's food is not your share!"

"Hey hey hey!" Branches and leaves fell from mid-air, tens of meters above the tree roots, there was obviously something moving quickly between the branches, and a loud voice came out from the tree, "What's the matter? It's not hard work to catch birds .”

The conversation between the two started, and the other big men who were busy beside them grinned.

Someone deliberately said strangely: "If you don't come down again, be careful that we will destroy your bird."

The voice from the tree got closer to them, the clear voice was a little angry, and cursed angrily: "Feng San is dead, you can slander me!" With the last word of the voice, from between the branches of the tree, he suddenly jumped Jump off someone.

If other people were present, they would definitely be shocked. From the place where the person jumped to the ground, there was at least 20 meters. The young man first hugged his knees and fell freely in the air. He turned around, kicked towards the root of the tree, stepped back half a meter, then fell, and rolled twice on the ground.

When he got up again, he was in the middle of the group of men. He lost his arrogance just now, and he was extremely wronged for a moment, and he leaned behind a man who was lighting a fire nearby, and said delicately: "Captain, look at them, buddy!" bullying people."

The expressionless man who lit the fire twitched his eyebrows, his face turned green inexplicably, he turned around and slapped the young man on the head mercilessly, and shouted: "Go away!"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Deserved it! Haha"

"You demon dog, come here brothers, our sub-captain will not take pity on you, but brothers will, we promise to beat your ass to pieces with pity."

There was laughter everywhere, and the man who was called the dog didn't care, he turned around and found a fire and sat down on the floor, and began to help clean up the food, muttering: "Yes, who doesn't know that our Eighteenth King District, The second team, the captain of the fourth team under the third team, is the most unkind, huh."

"Stop reading unremarkable books!" The team leader continued to throb with veins on his forehead, resisting the urge to strangle him to death.

There is a No. 50 team in the king's district. His fourth team is the youngest and the most evil. The others are all helpless, and most of the time they have to "do it" themselves.

The Eighteen Kings District team has expanded and expanded over the past two years, and the tasks are quite cumbersome. In addition to regularly cleaning up beasts and aliens along the three avenues, and dealing with conflicts and fights between villages, they have to leave the avenue to form teams from time to time, scattered in the forest on patrol.

Not all members of the team are mutants, but the proportion is quite high. For example, in their fourth team, 30 people are mutants and 20 people are waiting to be devoured. Much better.

The patrol mission was no different from the usual one. After eating and looking for a temporary place to live, the team, which had a relaxed and harmonious atmosphere just now, suddenly became serious.

Gouzi was no longer as naughty as before, he stood on guard from left to right, and looked at his team leader, Tren, with a serious expression.

Bending over to observe the wheel marks carefully, when Tren stood up, his previous silence was gone, and he was as sharp as a sword drawn from its scabbard.After meeting dozens of pairs of eyes that were nervously watching him, he nodded, and said cautiously: "Organized outsiders have come in, and there are quite a few of them, and they have invaded the inner side of the lush forest. Hurry up and contact other people patrolling nearby. Team, find this group of people!"

Without the previous joking atmosphere, this team quickly took action with a clear division of labor.

……

Wen Renjue got off the vehicle with a dozen people around him and walked not far from the avenue in the troop carrier.

Not far ahead, on the side of the road, there is a village.Dozens of one-story houses built uniformly with reddish-brown bricks are distributed on the left side of the avenue.

They found a place with a slightly higher ground and looked from a distance. They saw degenerate birds raised by humans rolling in the petal piles under the trees next to the house, and a few were writhing leisurely in the fence behind the house. step.

A child of seven or eight years old suddenly rushed out of one of the bungalows, chasing the big dog in front of him mischievously.

The dog was chased by her and ran all over the ground, startling the reared birds, the fluttering of wings, and the laughter of children merged into a piece of music far away from the world.

It's a pity that such a peaceful scene fell on the eyes of the few men who were looking at the hill, but nothing moved. One of the square-faced men took a few steps forward, walked up to a slightly thinner man, and asked Sentence: "Captain, do you..." He nodded and motioned to the village below, making a gesture of cutting his throat.

Wen Renjue looked sideways at the man, then turned back silently for a long while without speaking.

In fact, he was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that the [-]th District had developed quite well in the past few years after he left.

Compared with when I was a child, I looked much more orderly.

It's just that such an "intoxicating" scene is too easy to destroy, and the fragile should not exist in this world.

He just wanted to take a look suddenly, and didn't plan to do anything, and it was impossible for this kind of village to have the crystal nucleus he wanted.

……

Even though he was careful to avoid people from the Eighteenth King's District, their movement was really not small... Although Wen Renjue knew that he would meet sooner or later, he never thought that this day was much earlier than he thought .

During the more than ten days in Maolin, he has been very cautious.

But it is destined to be unavoidable.

With a blue mask covering his face, he looked up at the purple-clothed corpse thrown from the bushes in the distance.

Two days ago, a group of [-] people disappeared without any news.

Originally, each group would return to the temporary camp every night to hand in the crystal nucleus, but after the other groups came back one after another, they still did not see that group.The people in the [-]th District guessed that the situation was not good. After searching all night, and seeing no one alive or dead, the squirrel gave advice with a dark face.

"If he died at the hands of the alien, there would be some remains of the body? I'm afraid it's..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Wen Ren Jue could understand the meaning, if he met a person, or the team from the Eighteenth King's District that they had been avoiding all along.

It's just that the entire group was wiped out in such a silent manner, and they had to be scared and scared who were still full of contempt at the beginning.

It’s just that there are no signs of large-scale human activities around, and they can’t give up collecting crystal cores just because of precautions. Wen Renjue immediately issued an order to change the division of a group of 300 people into three groups of [-] people. Activity.

In this way, even if it is a direct contact, it can leave time for other groups to react.

What they judged was not a large number of teams, otherwise they would have outflanked themselves and others.And before a large number of teams arrive, they can still seize the time to collect another batch of crystal nuclei, otherwise it will be difficult to explain when they go back.

Wen Renjue thought so, and so did the spies from the royal district who followed him.

Only Dao Ge was quite worried about his safety, so he refused to agree with him to scatter outside with more than a dozen people, and forced him to follow a "unit" for activities.

Wen Renjue had no intention of wasting much time with him on this kind of matter, and given his current situation, it was indeed necessary to follow the large army.

After the corpse was thrown out, big men in dark green clothes began to appear in the surrounding forest.

After surrounding his group without a sound, two leaders among the group of big men stepped forward, one of them stepped on the corpse thrown out before, his eyes stayed on them, and he said coldly: "Purple clothes and yellow Die, are you from District [-]?"

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