Seeing that Aqiaomu was safe, the three men immediately raised their guns and shot. But when a bunch of bullets were fired at him, the blue light on the mercenary leader's body shook, and they were all blocked.
"Playing the wheel"
Chen Xing shouted, lowering the muzzle and shooting the wheel of the armed cricket. Unfortunately, the fish-scale tires of the Armed Cricket are filled with dark rubber fiber bubbles and cannot be broken at all.
"Shet" "Chase, don't let him run away"
Cassie and the white mercenary cursed, climbed onto the dune buggy, and wanted to chase the mercenary leader.
"Kill that beast, kill it!" Aqiaomu shouted hysterically, extremely crazy.
Looking at the mercenary leader walking away, Chen Xing squinted his eyes, put down his assault rifle, jumped on a dune vehicle, and took off the "Elephant" sniper rifle from behind. Then he stood on his seat, holding his hands flat, concentrating and gathering energy, infusing spiritual energy, locking the target, and the trio exploded.
"Bang"
The huge recoil hit his shoulder, blue flames more than two meters long spurted out, Chen Xing fell backwards, and the mercenary leader's head exploded in response.
The out-of-control armed cricket moved forward for a while and slowly stopped. Aqiaomu chased after him and dragged the headless body out of the driver's seat. With a "tear" sound, he tore open the other party's pants and cut off the thing.
Chen Xing next to him shuddered and felt his lower body was cold.
How much hatred is there, even if you die, you won’t let it go.
"Hiss" Cassie behind him also took a breath and hugged his body with his hands, as if the night wind was very cold.
Aqiaomu threw the things away, walked up to the three of them, exhaled heavily, and said, "Thank you."
The white mercenary looked concerned and wanted to help her, but she pushed him away, "I can walk by myself."
Although her steps were a little wobbly, it didn't seem to be anything serious. Afterwards, Aqiaomu took a bath with the water in the camp, and then helped the three of them search for the bodies.
Chen Xing couldn't help but admire that after going through so much, A Qiaomu still had the physical strength to help. In the past, I had only heard that the sand people had good drought tolerance, but not in other aspects. However, I didn't expect that Arqiao Mu's endurance was so good, he was like a cockroach that couldn't be killed.
Two hours later, they collected more than 200 guns of various types, including 80 assault rifles, six roller-type Vulcan cannons, 20 rocket launchers, and a variety of others, such as Uzi submachine guns, Black Star pistols, and Glock 18 some type of.
In terms of ammunition, there are five boxes of grenades, more than ten boxes of bullets, as well as a mess of smoke bombs, C4 explosives, etc.
There wasn't much cash, it was just change. The total of more than a hundred people was less than two thousand, so the four people split it equally on the spot. Other small belongings, such as commemorative metal lighters, necklaces and rings, nose stud earrings, multifunctional knives, gold-plated belt buckles, etc., were packed into a large bag. When they arrived in Crow City, they went to the backstreets to find someone to sell them.
In terms of vehicles, the armed crickets were naturally not to be spared. Chen Xing drove the jeep, the fat man's leader's jeep was driven by Cassie, and the other two each drove a dune buggy to pile all the found items on it.
After cleaning up, the four of them gathered together. Cassie asked Chen Xing, "Boss, what should we do next?"
The white mercenaries and A Qiaomu also looked at Chen Xing, waiting for him to speak. Unknowingly, Chen Xing has become the leader of this small gang.
Chen Xing was not in a hurry to express his position. He looked at the wasteland in the distance and began to think deeply. The original caravan will definitely not be able to go back. The fat leader knew what happened to them. If he saw them returning with a full load, he would definitely guess that they had destroyed the Black Eagle Group.
The relationship between the mercenary group is complicated. They don't know the details of the Black Vulture Group. Whether these people are all of the Black Vulture Group or one of its troops, they have no idea what forces are behind it. Therefore, this matter must be kept secret to avoid encountering unknown enemies.
If the fat leader knows the truth, he might sell them out if he encounters any trouble in the future.
After thinking for a long time, Chen Xing said, "Let's go back. I remember there is a place called Duck Town nearby. Let's go there to rest and wait for a passing caravan."
All three nodded in agreement.
"Cassie, go and cut some tent cloth and repack the things in the car so that they are not exposed and discovered." Chen Xing arranged again, and Cassie went to do it immediately.
"You" Chen Xing pointed at the white mercenary. Only then did he remember that he didn't know the other person's name, so he asked, "What's your name?"
"Danny Jiegu." The white mercenary said seriously, with a very respectful attitude.
"Very good, Danny," Chen Xing said, pointing to the four cars next to him that were about to drive away, "go find some tools and rework them so that no one can see it."
"Okay." Danny nodded and got up to find tools.
"You..." After the two left, Chen Xing looked at A Qiaomu, groaned, and said, "You rest here, I'll go find some fuel, light a bonfire, and get some food."
"I'll do it." Ah Qiaomu stood up and said, adding before leaving, "I'm not as weak as you think."
Chen Xing gave her a thumbs up. I have to say that it is really amazing that a woman can cheer up so quickly after experiencing such a cruel thing.
"actually"
A moment later, while boiling water by the campfire, Aqiaomu suddenly said, "I have experienced more cruel things." She fiddled with the fire with branches, as if talking to herself, "During that time, I no longer remember myself. It's a human being, I am." She stared blankly at the burning wood, her voice filled with unspeakable pain, "a tool, a sow, or something else."
"Everything is over," Chen Xing comforted, and then praised, "You are very strong."
"Okay, it's all over." Aqiaomu raised the rum he had just collected from the camp, gestured to Chen Xing, then raised his head and took a big sip.
"Anyway," she breathed out the breath of alcohol and said, "Thank you." Then she glanced at Cassie and Danny who were busy, and whispered, "This is definitely your idea, they two can't do it."
"Why?" Chen Xing asked.
"Ruthless, you are more ruthless and cold than them." Aqiaomu said seriously, looking at Chen Xing with a complicated look, and then took another sip of wine.
For some reason, at that moment, Chen Xing saw fear in A Qiaomu's eyes. The huge, bone-deep fear is like the kind of fear that comes from the heart and originates from species instinct when prey faces natural enemies.
Who is she afraid of? There is no one else here, the only object of fear is him.
Maybe it's because of his ruthlessness
Chen Xing shrugged, expressing helplessness and disapproval.
"But" Aqiaomu said with a wry smile, "heartless is better than corpse."
"You are a person worth following." She finally said, then stood up with the bottle in hand, "Excuse me, I have to do something."
Chen Xing made a gesture of invitation. A Qiaomu staggered towards the cave, and soon there was a crazy cry, like a wounded female animal, which was so shrill and heart-stopping.
