"roar!"

In the woods two kilometers outside Simenzi Town.

A group of people were looking at the small factory in the distance through the telescope.

"I have marked this place, but I don't know if they have bullets?" Du Xue explained on the side.

Roe Deer Mountain is surrounded by rich iron ore.

I think there are many small and medium-sized metal processing plants like this.

More than 30 submen were raising their heads and waving their weapons, constantly trying to climb over the factory wall.

On one side, a defensive wall made of metal pipes with thick arms and welded uprights blocked the group of submen.

The survivors here are very smart.

The melted snow water was poured onto the pipe, and the solid and heavy ice layer made the defense wall slip.

The Asians can only be anxious, but they can't climb up.

"What should I do if ginger slices?" Mule asked nervously.

In addition to Du Xue and Pao Ye's expression was relatively relaxed, Mule and Wang Chen were both uneasy and excited.

"Do it! What else is there to say? Didn't you ask for it yourself? If you want to become a master, can you become stronger without killing the Asians?"

While talking.

Jiang Zhe flipped out an assault rifle with a silencer in his hand.

puff

Among the sub-crowds, a bloody flower burst out from the back of a sub-crow.

He looked back in confusion, but found nothing.

puff

Another bullet hit its chest, and the bloody flower exploded again. This time, the Asians were furious.

Roar, roaring towards the woods.

Behind him, six unidentified submen followed.

"Prepare, pick one for each person."

Jiang Zhe put away the assault rifle, and the four people behind him pulled out the knife behind him.

"Wang Chen, you have to choose to live and see you. Don't expect me to save you."

"I understand, head."

Wang Chen tightened the dog-leg knife in his hand and focused his head.

The skill of speaking.

The seven submen had already rushed into the woods. After seeing Jiang Zhe and the other five, they rushed up with various weapons in their hands.

Hesitate

Jiang Zhe took a step and squeezed into the sub-club.

While the dog-legged knife in his hand was thrown out the knife flower, the heads of the two submen flew up.

"ah!"

The four of them shouted and joined the battle.

Suddenly, a melee began in the woods.

After more than ten seconds.

Jiang Zhe leaned against the trunk of the tree and smoked a cigarette. The crossbow in his hand was ready to save the few people in distress at any time.

Among the four people.

The mule's performance was the most unbearable. She just fought against the sub-men weapons, and perhaps the first time she fought against the sub-men in the wild.

My hands and feet were a little weak and they were knocked into the snow by the other party.

"Hold it, hold it!"

In panic, the mule kept moving backwards in the snow, and he forgot that it was no longer in the cage.

"Mule, is your head water in?" Jiang Zhe cursed loudly.

The mule reacted.

He raised his butt and turned around to avoid the steel pipe of the Asian man, and circled around a tree with the other party.

clang

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the Asian man smashing the steel pipe on the tree, the dog-leg knife in his hand slashed the other person's wrist.

Squirt

This knife almost cut off the wrist of the Asian man.

Roaring, in the painful roar, the mule's dog-leg knife took the opportunity to slash the other party's neck.

Husheshusheshusheshushes

The mule sat on the snow, gasping for breath.

At this time.

The other three also killed their respective opponents.

"Ten minutes of rest, come again."

Jiang Zhe flew cigarettes and smiled strangely and pulled out the assault rifle again.

One hour later.

Except for Jiang Zhe, Pao Ye and others were leaning on the trunk and gasping for breath. More than twenty sub-men were lying in the woods.

Jiang Zhe didn't say much.

Killing people and killing Asians calmly is not something that can be done in one day.

Then.

Several people came to the factory.

I saw the signs on both sides of the gate---[Shentong Pipe Industry Company]

It was creaking, and at this time, the thick observation port on the door opened.

The face of a man in his forties was revealed.

He was carrying a five-six semi-automatic rifle on his body, and at the muzzle, the bright bayonet reflected light in the sun.

The man lifted up his mask and showed his innocent face, with a hint of surprise: "Are you from the army?"

Underneath the snow camouflage uniforms are fully armed military-style field uniforms.

The man misunderstood their identities.

"No, we are also survivors of this area. Have you picked up leaflets two days ago?

Do you have any inventory when you buy food for bullets?”

Jiang Zhe stepped forward and swept the man's face.

"Ah, it's not an army? You are so powerful that you actually have helicopters.

There are bullets that you mentioned 12.7 and not many bullets larger than this one.

Most of the heavy machine gun bullets in the arsenal were basically taken away by the army.

All that remains are some rifles and pistol bullets.”

The man explained somewhat disappointed.

“How many are there?”

"About ten thousand rounds."

"A bag of 100 kilograms of white flour is exchanged for 1,000 pieces, will it be done?" Jiang Zhe directly quoted.

“Switch!”

The man immediately opened his smile and opened the door.

Then.

The man brought Jiang Zhe and others to the factory.

The factory is not big, with several cars and trucks inside, and piles of pipes of varying thickness are piled in the corners of the wall.

At the end is a steel frame structure factory.

The doors and windows of the entire factory were welded with metal pipes, leaving only a small hole for people to enter and exit.
To be continued...