roar.
Two heavy trucks were running wildly on the road like wild beasts.
If you encounter a vehicle blocking the front, just step on the accelerator and knock it away. The violent sound will attract the attention of the monsters in the distance, but they will soon give in and leave...
The wights are walking around the truck! !
Natsumi and the soldiers at the Sanctuary Base all showed expressions of disbelief.
Many ace elite warriors were all covered in glory and paid a huge price before they hid in Tibet and crossed the city to deliver the corpse to the mission location.
Look at the tyrant Yang Feng again.
Crossing my legs and looking at the scenery outside the window, I drove the truck smoothly.
how?
Are the carrion monsters his relatives? ?
"Um."
Yang Feng's eyes changed slightly, and he saw a blue monster approaching at an extremely fast speed from the corner of his eye.
That was a blue sea pattern level hunter.
Its body unfolds in a streamlined shape, with two sharp spikes on its arms, forming a scimitar shape and extending backwards. The human eye can only see an afterimage.
"Hunter!!"
"The one who rushed into the team that day was this kind of monster!!"
Xia Hai's face changed, and he was deeply aware of the terrifying nature of this monster. Once in close combat, ordinary humans would have almost no room to resist.
"All soldiers, 20 meters ahead, prepare a fire blockade net."
Xia Hai's eyes were solemn, he took out his walkie-talkie and gave orders to the elite soldiers.
The soldiers standing in the carriage and on the front of the car took out their weapons one after another and aimed at different directions, forming an all-round fire blockade network with no blind spots.
The enemy is too fast.
Only a Phalanx without blind spots and a 360-degree attack can ensure that the target will be hit.
However...a fog suddenly appeared on the road ahead.
It was foggy.
A vague afterimage flashed past.
The speed of Long Er's explosion was no slower than that of the hunter. From the mist, the cold light of the sharp blade and the sparks of metal friction could be vaguely seen.
Ding, ding, ding.
The crisp collision sound of gold and iron came, but it only lasted a few seconds.
The hazy mist quickly dissipated, and the hunter fell to the ground half-kneeling, but there was nothing above his neck, and light blue hot plasma continued to spray out.
The hunter's head was severed! !
killed?
An incomparably powerful hunter was killed so simply! !
Look carefully.
Next to the hunter, stood a middle-aged man with a stern face. His cloudy eyes were filled with murderous intent. It was none other than Long Er.
Long Er is waiting.
It will take some time for the corpse tumor to condense.
The azure liquid and ectoplasm gathered into a small sarcoid. After immediately digging it away, Long Er turned into a hazy mist again and disappeared in front of everyone.
"That...is your subordinate..."
Natsumi swallowed with a "Gulu" sound.
"No."
"He is a slave."
Yang Feng shook his head and reiterated the word "slave".
no freedom.
no choice.
The most loyal killing tool of a tyrant, nothing more.
Xia Hai turned around, feeling increasingly uneasy.
The power of the tyrant far exceeded Xia Hai's imagination. The more he came into contact with Yang Feng, the more he felt that this young man was unfathomable.
For example, the slave named Long Er.
Killer.
A top master who can restrain his murderous intent makes his presence invisible.
He is taciturn, usually not saying a word, just standing silently in the darkness, like a lurking ferocious beast.
Exquisite killing skills, unknown and mysterious special abilities, killing people invisibly, and can steal your life silently at any time.
Such an existence will definitely make high-level people panic all day long.
How many trump cards does Yang Feng hold in his hand? ?
fear.
This group of people is definitely not a group of stragglers, but a group of bloodthirsty monsters who are killing crazily in the city...
Xia Hai even began to suspect that even if super soldiers were cultivated in the laboratory, it would be difficult to defeat such a tyrannical monarch.
——
——
A few hours later.
There were no dangers along the way, and the aliens who attacked were all eliminated by Long Er.
The truck drove into a sparsely populated suburb and came to a freight transfer station.
【Tiaotiaotong Freight Center】
In order to facilitate the transportation of various resources, the shelter base cleaned up the cargo center and transformed it into a transit point.
Guarded by elite soldiers.
Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers stood ready with guns in hand.
It was surrounded by two layers of iron fence, and a Vulcan heavy machine gun was mounted on the temporary sentry tower.
"Here we are."
"The city's supplies and refugees will be transported to this stronghold first, and then transferred back to the shelter base."
Xia Hai explained that after leaving the city, the number of monsters dropped significantly, and the military cleared a national highway, so there would basically be no danger.
"stop."
“Stop and get inspected!!”
Soldiers at the outpost, careful routine.
"it's me."
Xia Hai left the cab and led a group of ace soldiers to the door of the outpost.
"Captain Xia!!"
"You are back and you have brought back so many survivors..."
All the refugees in the two heavy-duty trucks were released, totaling more than 300 people.
"You should pay attention."
"This is Leader Yang, an important guest at the shelter base."
"This is Mr. Long Er and a distinguished guest."
With a serious face, Xia Hai warned the guards at the outpost: "They don't need to undergo any inspection, remember?"
This is a kind of protection.
Xia Hai knew very well the consequences of offending Yang Feng.
The tyrant Yang Feng is moody, cruel and murderous. He will kill people when he is unhappy. It is possible to bloodbath the entire stronghold...
For the safety of the guards at the outpost, the best way is not to provoke Yang Feng! !
"Chief Yang, Mr. Long Er, please come in."
Natsumi made an inviting gesture, inviting him to come into the stronghold and rest.
【Infirmary】
The most important facility in the stronghold is the infirmary, which is also a place for saving lives.
When the soldiers of the search team enter the city to collect supplies, they will inevitably be injured or even life-threatening.
"For those of you who are injured, go ahead."
Natsumi said to the injured team members. Several scarred soldiers nodded, and after entering the infirmary, they were helped to fall on the hospital bed.
"Chief Yang, please come with me."
Xia Hai made another inviting gesture and led everyone to the resting place.
At this time.
Some noisy sounds in the distance attracted Yang Feng's attention.
【Trading Ground】
A large area of the freight center was transformed into a large trading yard.
Many survivors are simply exchanging materials here, and some merchants are even purchasing various goods.
"It's quite lively."
Yang Feng looked at the chaotic crowd with bright eyes.
There was a trace of helplessness in Xia Hai's eyes: "Businessmen, the shelter allows them to exist and can promote the recycling of materials. Some rewards will be given appropriately."
【Trading business in the last days】
This is an industry that is rising in the apocalypse.
In the era when the old currency completely collapsed, merchants became a necessary profession. They collected and resold various materials and traveled among major shelters, bases and forces.
Look carefully.
The merchants were selling all kinds of supplies and shouting hard.
"Come and take a look, chocolate, Oreos, Crispy Corners, all kinds of snacks!!"
"Cigarettes, cigarettes just collected from the cigarette shop!!"
"Power banks and scarce electronic products, replace each one and lose one."
"Collect the tumor on the corpse, collect the tumor on the corpse at a high price!"
Most of the supplies were stained with blood. Some people took the risk and looted the canteen, while others stuffed a large number of electronic goods into their backpacks when they fled.
"Recruit powerful mercenaries!!"
"If you are brave and not afraid of death, follow me to the outskirts of the city to collect supplies!!"
There are even more ruthless ones, recruiting soldiers directly at the trading ground, hoping to enter the outskirts of the city to search and make a lot of money.
mercenary.
Once upon a time, Yang Feng in his previous life also worked as a desperate mercenary.
For a little bit of supplies, he went deep into the city to explore at the cost of his life.
Danger arises again and again.
Adventure after adventure.
Gangsters eat gangsters, stabbings in the back, teammates rebelling, monopolizing goods... I have encountered a lot of various incidents, and I have done a lot.
"The days of licking blood from the edge of a knife are a bit nostalgic."
Yang Feng muttered to himself, looking at the merchants with a hint of cruelty.
Things are changing.
Once upon a time, I had been exploited by these dog traders, and now it was time to get some of my money back.
