Link only knew that the other party was using the Bezos T1 micro submachine gun, and he didn't know how many bullets this person had, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Treasure hunting rat, come another wave!"

The treasure hunter hiding in the corner of the wall heard the signal and tiptoed to approach the mercenaries along the wall.

Seeing the mouse again, the mercenary almost pulled the trigger and finally stopped it.

The mercenary looked complicated. On the one hand, the rat caused him to waste more than a dozen bullets, and he wanted to get rid of it quickly. But on the other hand, in this strange atmosphere, a mouse appeared in his vision, which would make him more stable, and he had the illusion that he was not alone.

Seeing that the other party did not shoot, the treasure hunter continued to walk forward with courage.

The mercenary's attention was attracted by the mouse for a little bit, and Link hid in the dark and was very patient.

It is not yet time to launch a raid, and when the treasure hunter enters the sprint range, you can cooperate to kill the enemy's lives.

The treasure hunter kept approaching. Although Link hid behind the wall, his unique bloodlines allowed him to clearly sense the position of the treasure hunter. It turned out that deducting 10 health points to make a blood cocoon was to nurture the pet and provide nutrients for its birth. This special form allowed Link to establish an unbreakable relationship between the pet that is thicker than water.

It is a cocoon and hatch, and it is really a father and a mother.

Squeak squeak...

The treasure hunter screamed a few times, then suddenly stood up and stared at the mercenary in a daze.

The mercenary's eyes lit up, and his right hand holding the gun was placed on his knee and still facing outside the wall.

He stretched out his index finger and rubbed his thumb, making a "tsk tsk tsk" sound from his mouth, trying to attract the treasure hunter to come.

"Since he asked you to come over, then you can act and you will be in a sudden attack in front of you!"

Link talked about the plan with his mind, and was also ready himself while sensing the position of the treasure hunter.

The treasure hunter tilted his head and looked at the mercenary, pretending to be curious.

Then he lay down and slowly approached the mercenary.

The mercenaries gradually showed joy between their eyebrows. After staying in the desert for a long time, they knew that these animals were all spiritual.

There are mice now appearing, which means that he is temporarily safe.

The mercenary stretched out his palm and wanted to take the little mouse to the palm.

Suddenly, the treasure hunter accelerated and jumped onto his head with the palm of the mercenary as a pedal.

The mercenary was frightened by the sudden change of the mouse and subconsciously reached out to take the mouse off.

Link took the opportunity to probe the head from the corner, held Glock 17 with both hands and aimed decisively at the shot.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Some bullets hit the walls, and some fell on mercenaries.

Every time he pulled the trigger, Link's arms were shaken by the recoil of the pistol.

[You successfully hit the enemy with the Glock 17 pistol, activate the specialty [Basic Shooting]]

[[Basic Shooting] Progress 1%...2%...3%...]

Two light blue numbers appeared on the mercenaries' heads one after another.

-20!

-twenty three!

Two shots hit the arm and shoulders, both of which were not fatal injuries.

Link fired six shots in total, only two shots hit, and the remaining four shots were abstract strokes, and these arms were slightly numb.

The quality of this body is really bad, and it has no experience or expertise in arming. It is completely possessed by a full-level soul on the waste number, and the King of Consciousness is operated in bronze.

Da da da da da da da da da!

The counterattacks of light rush followed one after another. Link dodged back behind the wall, and the bullets hit the edges of the clearly angular wall unevenly, as if they had been gnawed.

The mercenary stood up against the wall, holding a slight rushing with one hand, and slapped the mouse running around with the other hand.

The treasure hunter penetrated into the mercenary's body and suddenly took a bite while running away.

The damage of -1, -1, -1 on the top of the mercenary's head has never stopped.

"Damn it! This guy is holding Glock in his hand!" When the mercenary saw Link, he instantly realized that his companion's death had nothing to do with the mystery and unknown, and that he was killed by the slave in front of him. Now he has seized the pistol and magazines, and the situation has instantly become critical.

While being wary of the slaves behind the wall, the mercenaries were extremely anxious.

The mouse wandered around like lightning, and the mercenary was shot in the shoulder, and the speed of attack was much slower.

Seeing this, the mercenary pinched his chest T-shirt and gritted his teeth to tear off his body.

Seeing this, the treasure hunter shrank his head and squeezed into the mercenary's pants.

Mouses are born with skills.

The mercenary felt a furry ball under his crotch, and suddenly felt chills and sweated coldly behind him.

At the same time, small-word prompts appeared on Link's system interface.

[Your pet hits enemy weaknesses and deals 12 critical damage!]

[Your pet hits enemy weaknesses and deals 15 critical damage!]

...

Accompanied by critical damage prompts, there are also heart-wrenching screams from the mercenaries.

Link subconsciously clamped his hips. This attack was really tricky and he couldn't defend himself. Could it be that he would shoot himself under his crotch?

Link poked his head out of the corner of the wall. At this time, the mercenaries had no time to guard. They were thrown aside, holding their crotch tightly with their hands, and bowed into a soft-legged shrimp, completely losing their defense.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Five bullets in a row, three hits this time, completely killing the mercenaries.

[You killed the Wasteland Gang mercenaries and gained 200 experience]

Link turned over the dead mercenary, and the treasure hunter's little head was squeezed out from his belt, and there was still blood on his head.

Link grinned and felt inexplicably phantom pain in his lower body.

Maybe this is called empathy!

"You go and clean it up."

The treasure hunter crawled out obediently, ran to the soil in the corner of the wall and rolled, and then used his little claws to constantly dig his head and brush his hair to clean his body.

"You are a slave, but you dare to kill the mercenaries of the Wasteland Gang. You are dead!"

Link was squatting and touching the body, and a stern scolding came from the satellite phone on the ground.

It turned out that when Link appeared from the corner of the wall for the first time, he was photographed by the camera function of the satellite phone. However, in order to deal with the mice on his body, the mercenaries directly tore off their clothes, and the satellite phone fell to the ground with the clothes.

However, the heart-wrenching screams of the mercenaries were still heard by the people at the Wasteland Gang headquarters, and the sound of the Glock pistol was heard, so naturally the ending was guessed.

Link snorted coldly, and his ridicule was beyond words.

He pushed away the T-shirt, picked up the satellite phone on the ground, attached it to his ear, and his breath sinks into his dantian with a firm tone like an oath: "The machinery is not dead, long live the head of state! The secret of the desert belongs to the Mechanical Divine Cult!"

After saying that, the satellite telephone communication was turned off.

The slogan that Link shouted was a slogan that belongs to the fanatical believers of the Mechanical God Cult.

This move led the eastward force, which directly led the spearhead to another force in the desert, the Mechanical God Cult.

Anyway, these two forces are not good things, so a dog bites a dog's mouth!

The most important thing is that the city ruins belong to the territory of the Mechanical Divine Cult. He said this, it is very likely that the Wasteland Gang would stop its previous rescue plan.

[You get the satellite phone x1, Bezos T1 micro submachine gun x1]

"It's a pity that this man doesn't have a submachine gun magazine."

Link searched all over his body, only searched for a phone and a slight rush, but no extra magazines were found.

Fortunately, both pistols and micro-rushing bullets are universal 9mm bullets. You can slightly rush the bullets in the pistol magazine to ensure the intensity of medium and short range firepower.

Of course these are all later stories.

After plundering the loot, Link refocused on the dead mercenaries.

After looking up and down for a moment, he even stuck out his tongue and licked his dry lips...

Squeak squeak!

Just as Link took out his dagger and was about to transform his military boots into a suitable size, the treasure hunter jumped in front of Link and shouted quickly.

"You said there are still people here!?"

Link's forehead was filled with cold sweat, and he immediately put away his dagger and took out his pistol.

"In addition to myself, there are only three people who escaped from the quicksand. Why are there still people now?"

Link would never believe that someone could climb out of the quicksand.

There is only one possibility - the Mechanical God Cult!

Link hurriedly cleared his ammunition and equipment.
To be continued...