Chen Xing rolled out a few meters away, got up, ducked and hid in another bunker.
"Put out the fire, quickly"
At the urging of the fat man, several workers rushed over with fire extinguishers and sprayed white foam at the burning truck.
There was no movement on the dirt hill, and the gunmen were biding their time. Chen Xing did not dare to open the scope directly. The fire in the camp had not been extinguished yet, so it could easily form reflections and expose his position. After waiting for a while, until the fire was put out, the gunman still did not fire.
Chen Xing couldn't help but think that if the mayor were here, he could just wave his hand and fire thousands of cannons, and he could directly level the mountains on the opposite side. In the face of absolutely powerful force, any tricks will pale in comparison. But he is not the mayor, so he still has to find a way to lure the gunman out.
He glanced around, not far away, Cassie was hiding behind the supply box. He lowered his head, picked up a small stone from the ground, weighed it in his hands, and then threw it over. The stone fell on Cassie's head, and Cassie screamed in pain.
"Who, who?" Cassie looked around, then saw Chen Xing not far away, and immediately rolled his eyes.
Chen Xing put his fingers together and pointed in the direction of Tushan, meaning to let the other party "attract firepower."
Mercenaries are a very magical profession. Two people who are at odds with each other one moment may be fighting side by side for the common enemy the next moment.
Cassie hesitated for a moment and raised his middle finger at Chen Xing, but still picked up the assault rifle, rolled out, and aimed in the direction of Tushan.
There was a flash of fire on the mountain, and the blue shadow on Cassie's body swayed, and the stars and sand flew out, seemingly withstanding the huge impact force. Chen Xing immediately opened the scope and took aim, aimed at the position of the fire, concentrated his energy, and shot out.
"Bang"
Blue flames spurted out, and the head of the figure on the mountain exploded and rolled down the slope.
After a long time, there was no movement on the mountain. It was certain that the danger was over. Chen Xing put away his gun and went to check Cassie's injuries.
"You owe me a bullet." Cassie's shoulders were scorched, and she said angrily when she saw Chen Xing. His injuries were not serious. In addition to being physically strong, his psychic armor also absorbed most of the damage.
Psychic armor is very practical, and is one of the three most practical skills along with "Charged Shot" and "Psychic Shock". But the essence is not expensive. There is a huge gap between high-level skills and low-level skills. Most people can only be proficient in one.
Medium and long-range combat units usually choose charged shooting, spell combat units usually choose spiritual shock to directly defeat the opponent's mind, and melee combat units naturally use psychic armor to enhance their own defense capabilities.
However, this is only for ordinary people, and wealthy families will have more choices.
"Do you still have it now?" Chen Xing looked at the silver star on his waist and asked.
"Oh, my God, you are the most shameless yellow monkey I have ever seen." Cassie held up her hands and looked like she was going crazy.
Skin color is always accompanied by discrimination. Just like on the earth, black people are called "niggers", white people are called "white pigs", blue-blooded people are called "goose", and sand people are called "sand dogs".
Chen Xing grinned and was about to curse back when a figure suddenly appeared in the darkness behind him. He immediately put his fingers together, pointed back, and an electric arc shot out.
"ah"
The visitor screamed in pain, and his body was covered with tiny arcs of electricity. But this level of electric shock was nothing. She held the machete behind her back and said, "Relax, man."
Chen Xing said nothing, and another arc of electricity was thrown over. The arc of electricity struck the woman, who trembled all over and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. But he just stared at Chen Xing and did not continue to approach.
"I don't like other people's temptations." Chen Xing said expressionlessly.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend." The woman threw away the machete, opened her arms, and exposed her chest and abdomen, indicating that she gave up resistance.
Chen Xing had no intention of letting her go. He stretched out his hand and an electric arc shot out, hitting the woman's chest. The woman groaned and took a few steps back, but still kept her arms open.
"Zila Zila"
Two more arcs of electricity struck the woman. The woman's feet gave way and she fell to her knees, her chest rising and falling, breathing heavily, as if she was suffering from tremendous pain.
"I hope there won't be a next time." Chen Xing said lightly, turning to look at the mountains in the distance.
Cassie wanted to complain, but she wisely stopped herself.
"You, you, come with me." Chen Xing pointed at A Qiaomu and another stout male mercenary. His voice was not loud, but it was full of unquestionable majesty.
Neither of the two people accused said anything. One picked up the machete and the other put an assault rifle on his back and followed Chen Xing silently. In the wilderness, the strong are respected, the rules are so simple, there is nothing to argue about.
"Take me with you to share the money, so you can forget about me." When they got into the jeep, Cassie chased after him, "White Pig, get out of the way." He couldn't help but rush to the car, squeezing out of the way of the big passenger in the back seat. Tall.
The white mercenary bared his teeth and glared at Cassie, seemingly disgusted with this title.
"Relax, man, we are going for an outing." Cassie patted the other party's shoulder familiarly, then glanced at the short knife on his waist, "Or slit your neck."
The two faced off for a while, and the white mercenary shook off his hand in disgust, looked forward, and said no more.
Not long after, the four people climbed up the mountain and found two bodies.
Firearms and personal belongings were confiscated, leaving only his clothes and a black watch on his wrist. No one is interested in the black watch. On the one hand, the black watch will scan the user's DNA fragments to determine the permission to use it. Even immediate family members cannot use it. On the other hand, carrying someone else's black watch will easily arouse suspicion and cause a lot of trouble. , and may even be prosecuted for murder, and at worst, he may be exiled to the Black Death Continent, or at worst, his credit rating may be lowered by two, which is not worth the loss. If it is not the black watch of an acquaintance and is kept as a relic, few people are willing to get involved in this muddy water.
"He's from the mercenary group."
A Qiaomu squatted next to the corpse and pointed to a relatively new color on the left chest. It is not difficult to see that the mark at that location has been torn away, and there are obvious threads and needle holes around it.
In areas without satellite signal coverage, mercenary groups transformed into bandits and robbers, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil. But in most cases, it's the mercenary groups that don't do well. Who is willing to do this kind of business if they can make money normally? If they accidentally hit their head on the iron plate, they will definitely be dead.
"Can you tell which mercenary group they belong to?" Chen Xing asked.
Aqiaomu shook his head.
"Forget it then." After Chen Xing finished speaking, he kicked the two corpses down the mountain. It won't be long before corpse-eating dogs smelling the smell of blood from miles away will surround you and eat the corpse clean. It is environmentally friendly and natural, and does not even need to be buried.
