Chapter 377 Murderous Intent in the Dark(1/3)
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"Sir, my lord... I am just a businessman doing business. Is there any misunderstanding between us?"
Looking at the black muzzle of the gun in front of him, Jep was slumped on the ground, not daring to take a breath, and begged tremblingly.
However, the stern-looking man standing in front of him at this moment was indifferently playing with the PU-9 submachine gun he picked up in his hand, and the man said in an interrogating tone.
"Where did this gun come from?"
Hearing this question, Jep complained in his heart, but he did not dare to hide it, so he could only tell the truth honestly.
He had already guessed the identities of these people.
They were the same as the group of men in black in the morning, they all came from that ridiculously big airship, and they all came from that damn legion!
"I, I picked it up."
“Where did you pick it up?”
"To the east, walk five or six kilometers east, along the edge of the forest, there is a place called Katin Station... In the morning, there was a group of people dressed similarly to you. They had a conflict with some people, and then they started fighting, right.
I heard from other mercenaries that they seem to be from the Alliance.
Jep said tremblingly, but the face of the stern-looking man standing in front of him gradually turned gloomy. "...Alliance."
He had never heard of this name when he first came to the River Valley Province. He thought it must be a regional powerhouse that had risen in the nearby area in recent years.
This kind of thing is not uncommon.
Human beings are animals that like to huddle together for warmth.
However, whatever that alliance was, now they not only provoked the Legion, but also killed the crew of the Heart of Steel.
In the last survivor settlement that did this, not only was the leader of the settlement hung on the pitot tube of the Heart of Steel, but the men, women, and children in the settlement were also captured on the airship and used as slaves.
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Finally, the airship docked at the port, and only one out of ten people who were sold to the mines survived. Most of the others died on the way, and the causes of death were also varied.
There may be officers who restrain their subordinates from treating prisoners kindly, but it is definitely not the General McClun they respect. The barbarians standing in front of them have only two endings, either surrender or perish.
A cruel smile appeared on Vito's stern face.
He didn't care about that Herrick. A weakling who couldn't even defeat a few natives didn't deserve sympathy. What made him feel happy was that he had new fun to have.
Frightened by the abnormal expression, Jep said tremblingly.
"I, I don't know those people, I just happened to pass by...
"How many of them are there?"
“Three, three….
"Three?"
"Also, there is a talking bear! They drove an armed truck with a dumb one. It seemed that they planned to go to Luoxia Province. However, after what happened, they did not continue to the west.
They turned back, right! I remember! They went east! You can definitely find them if you go east along the edge of the forest! "
As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Jep spoke incoherently and poured out all the information he knew.
Vito thought quietly.
Talking Bear…
He had never heard of such a strange thing, but this was a wasteland after all, and anything could happen. It seemed that the bear had killed Heyrick and his brothers.
Standing behind Vito, a muscular man took half a step forward and said in a dull voice.
"Perhaps those guys set a trap and damaged our airship."
Two bloody hatchets hung on his waist, and a shotgun with a sawn-off barrel was slung on his back.
Although he could obviously end his opponent's life with bullets, he enjoyed the pleasure of splitting his opponent's head open with an axe.
"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Vito thought calmly for a moment and said slowly and softly, "We must make them pay the price.
Another thin man said.
"How to say?"
"First report the news to Lord Rachel, and then continue to track eastward... They may also have the wounded in the company.
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After a pause, Vito continued.
"If we can catch the culprit who destroyed our airship and the employees of that company at the same time, maybe General McClung will praise us personally."
While the three legionnaires in black cloaks were discussing, Jep glanced at the goods scattered on the ground and the bloody two-headed cow, and felt a heartache in his heart.
Today is really the bloody bad luck of eight lifetimes.
He was first kicked out of his tent by a group of crooked-nosed legionnaires, and then a group of people started fighting next to his goods.
Before he could recall what had happened, a truck with a machine gun welded on it rushed over and lifted his tent up.
Those people were reasonable and compensated him 3 dinars.
Although this amount of money was completely insufficient to compensate for his losses, it made him feel a little better.
Years of experience walking in the wasteland told him that this place was not suitable for staying for a long time. Therefore, he immediately packed up his luggage and left that land of right and wrong without much thought.
However, he shouldn't, so he conveniently picked up their weapons and belongings from the corpses.
It was these things that brought him the disaster of death.
Three men in black clothes in cloaks caught up with him. First, they shot the head of the mercenary he hired, and then a muscular weirdo rushed up and chopped down the rest with two axes.
Two guards.
He even had a feeling.
The three people in front of him were more powerful than the twenty or so people he had seen in the camp before combined.
Not only were these people Awakened, but most of them had also undergone sexual transformation surgery or something similar. He clearly remembered that the muscular man had been shot, but now he seemed to be fine, even without a bandage!
The three of them seemed to have reached an agreement and were ready to leave.
Jep breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was finally saved.
However, just as he was thinking this, the man with a stern expression pointed the PU-9 submachine gun in his hand at him.
"S-lord?"
Jep's heart rose to his throat for a moment, and he begged for mercy in panic. However, before he could finish his words, the sudden sound of gunshots beat him to pieces.
Looking at the wastelander lying in a pool of blood, Vito casually threw the picked up submachine gun aside.
The muscular man looked at the goods scattered on the ground and the two-headed cow that fell to the ground, and smacked his tongue with some regret.
"What a waste.
"Don't waste time, the task is important."
No more nonsense.
Vito led his team members and accelerated towards the east.
"Deflector shield?!"
Camp No. 101.
Looking at the photos displayed on the screen, Pai opened his mouth in surprise after listening to Chu Guang's description, and blurted out this word that was somewhat unfamiliar to Chu Guang.
After a long time to digest the shock in her heart, she whispered.
"How on earth did you provoke that kind of monster?"
Chu Guang sighed and said with a headache.
"It's not that we provoked them, it's that they came straight to us. This is a wasteland, and even if we do nothing, trouble will come to us."
Thirty W-2 attack aircraft.
No one will survive!
Those fifteen rockets were the last bit of stubbornness of the pilots.
Although no damage was caused to the airship in the end, thanks to the sacrifices of those players, the shelter gained valuable information.
If, when all the chips are put on the table, you find that your weapons cannot break the opponent's defense, then you are truly doomed.
But now, he at least has time to think about countermeasures.
However, having said that, shields are beyond Chu Guang's knowledge and beyond the knowledge of players.
To this day, Mosquito is still shouting that it is unscientific, and is posting crazy comments on the forum, demanding that the new version of Boss be chopped off.
Chu Guang thought so.
But after all, he is not a real planner, and this world is not a real game. There is no such thing as a console for him to use.
Most of the prizes drawn from the shelter are mainly "non-lethal weapons". Occasionally, one or two pieces of equipment that look powerful are only suitable for personal self-defense, and are not even as good as players in large-scale wars.
To be continued...