Chapter 283 Falling into a trap? Become bigger and stronger!
The next day.
The sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear. In ancient times, there was no way to lie comfortably on the beach and enjoy whiskey and white skin.
But this is the future a thousand years later. As far as the eye can see, there are pristine wilderness mountains and rivers. The endless rivers lie across the broken dams that are already rusty. The concrete forests of the old era sleep under the collapsed mountains.
"There is no doubt that this is the mark left by our Guigu Association."
On the plain, the old man Achim stood up and looked around the ground worriedly.
The two track prints are deeply carved into the soil. The pattern is quite in the medieval European art style, like the murals on the dome of a solemn church. At the same time, it is also a proof of identity.
Needless to say, the Guigu Club really wants to renaissance and is committed to inheriting ancient literature, history and art from the bottom of their hearts. But they are also really stupid. They actually left such a conspicuous mark for others. What does it have to do with seeking death?
difference.
"It's a miracle that you can survive until now." Chu Xin said.
"You are right. In fact, we have planned to replace the tracks for a long time, but many trading towns do not have suitable materials. Such important resources are controlled by a group of violent warlords who are like jackals, tigers and leopards. Trading with them is extremely risky.
." Achim replied helplessly.
"There are soldiers pursuing the saints." Young John took off his hat and rubbed his messy hair.
In addition to the mark of the Gui Guhui, there are also dense wheel marks of different sizes, and there are at least twenty mobile units!
"I'm afraid the Saint's Holy Father is also among them," middle-aged Vincent pointed to two relatively large marks. "Such unique spiked depressions are rare."
"The Saints' large army is chasing down the Guigu Society. Can't those lunatic thugs just stop and calm down?" Achim exhaled and cursed.
"Everyone is in trouble right now, but we can't do anything to help. Damn it!" John was so anxious that he was worried.
Achim looked back at Chu Xin and sighed helplessly. He didn't want to drag Chu Xin into a quagmire of near death. Moreover, he didn't think Chu Xin could fight against the crazy Saints organization on his own.
, you must know that the Holy Father is not a mobile city comparable to Cats and Dogs. It is more than 70 meters tall and has many weapons and equipment. The main reason is that the per capita is crazy and fearless of death, and the number of the large army is at least three hundred.
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The Saints organization may not be able to fight against large mobile cities, but among the many violent forces in the wasteland, they are definitely one with a notorious reputation. Even if a warlord passes by Bone Burial Ridge, he must remain extremely vigilant for fear of
The car overturned in the gutter.
Therefore, the atmosphere became silent and solemn for a while.
"I'm going to save them. Although I don't have any confidence, it's worth it even if I can save one person. It's not a loss even if I die. Anyway, my life was given by the elders." John said calmly and firmly.
After saying that, he turned around and walked along the trail.
Vincent bowed silently to Chu Xin and followed him.
Achim cast his gaze sadly and gratifiedly, and then said to Chu Xin: "City Lord, thank you for your help and hospitality, but we have already made a choice. You know, it is because of our unity that our Guigu Association can move forward."
As of now... there is a fairly safe canyon in the northeast, and you can leave the Burial Bone Ridge area if you walk there. I hope we will meet again later, and if we are still alive, we will definitely repay the favor."
After saying this, the old man with a gray beard straightened his back and left.
The backs of the three people shone brightly in the morning sun, igniting the fire of humanity in this cruel and merciless wasteland era.
Rumble~
Upon noticing the noise behind them, they turned around in shock and stared at Chu Xin who was following behind in surprise.
"I have formed a quarrel with the saints. In my eyes, they are already a group of dead people." Chu Xin said flatly.
What to go for?
How could he just ignore such a big piece of fat from a saint?
This apocalyptic wasteland is so difficult, he must personally send those poor people to the Holy Father to enjoy blessings!
The three of them looked at each other. Although they were moved by this, Achim still smiled bitterly and said, "City Lord, I know that your mobile city is very unique, with ancient and luxurious decorations inside and outside. However, there are so many saints that you may be unable to cope with it. I really don't want to delay it."
You go into the water."
"I'm not doing it for you," Chu Xin replied frankly, "I'm just hunting."
"Hunting, hunting?" Achim was stunned. He didn't expect that Chu Xin actually planned to hunt the entire Saint organization. Although he didn't want to offend or belittle him, he couldn't figure out where Chu Xin had the confidence.
But this has already been said, and there is no point in going on about it.
"Okay, then I'll trouble the city lord." Achim said politely.
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Bordeaux used to be rich in red wine. After thousands of years, the mountains and fields here are no longer manors and grape vines, but endless deep swamps as far as the eye can see.
They are like the mud of the Devil's Abyss that gathers into lakes, dormant in darkness under the cover of shrubs and dead trees, always ready to devour every life that sets foot here.
Under the disgusting and sticky bubbles, countless skeletons and mechanical corpses with arms and legs spread out were sealed like amber, sleeping peacefully.
If Burial Bone Ridge is the road to hell, then this is hell!
Because of the special and terrifying environment, those large mobile cities are unwilling to set foot in it. After all, once they are trapped, it will be difficult to escape, so that years of plundering will be in vain.
However, for the ancient society at this moment, the Great Marsh of Bordeaux seems to be the best grave.
A thirty-meter-high church-style castle faced the dark green "ocean", with wolf-like and tiger-like pursuers behind it.
"Even if it is swallowed by hell, I cannot let the treasures of history fall into the hands of those bandits. I would rather the ancient relics be dug out of the mud by future generations than let them wander and be destroyed."
The speaker was Simon, the elder of the Guigu Society. He was eighty years old and sat in a wheelchair with an indignant look on his face. Even though his face showed his age, his eyes that looked back at death were bright and clear.
"City defense team, follow me out to meet the enemy. You must pull a few backs before you die!" a man holding a rifle yelled, and then led about 20 young and middle-aged men to rush out resolutely and exchange ancient treasures with ancient treasures.
The fort was used as a bunker to launch a counterattack against the outflanking Saints organization.
The weapons they were equipped with were not bad, but their numbers were too inferior and they lacked sufficient combat experience. In just a few minutes, five or six young men in their early twenties were killed by the thugs.
The entire Guigu Society has a total population of only about a hundred, ranging from elderly people in their 70s to 80s, to babies waiting to be fed. There are people of all ages. It is very difficult to assemble this city defense team with a certain combat effectiveness.
rumble!
The saint's fortress of the Holy Father slowly appeared. The outer wall covered with skeletons made it look extremely evil. The whole thing looked like a container with durians on it, but the golden inverted triangle on the front actually exuded an inexplicable sacredness.
Let this ugly mobile city have a bit more weird beauty.
Rows of bare-chested thugs stood on the five-story fence. They all had inverted triangle totems tattooed on their chests, maintaining the same solemn expression and being extremely pious.
Under the huge golden inverted triangle is the control room of the Holy Father. Through the thick glass, you can see the long-haired man sitting in the only throne.
He has blond hair, blue eyes, thin and sunken cheeks, and a pure black robe covered with inverted triangle pendants. He looks like a heavy metal addict, but his eyes are cold and gloomy, and he is obviously a man with brains.
Leader of the Saints and Spokesperson of the Holy Father - Charles.
"Those who resist are those who disobey the Holy Father and will be killed without mercy." He said calmly, full of confidence.
boom!
In an instant, all the mobile vehicles around the Holy Father rushed out with full power. Dust was flying for a while, and crude homemade bombs were projected one after another, and exploded violently as they approached the Guigu meeting.
Faced with such a fierce and primitive offensive, the city defense team was unable to parry. Immediately, most of the people were pierced through the head by shrapnel and steel balls, and fell to the ground dead with eyesore.
This is a fantastic and bizarre era. Whether it is vehicles or weapons, steam, electromagnetic, medieval, super technology, nuclear energy and other styles and styles are stewed in a pot, and they actually appear in this wasteland at the same time, and this is also reflected from the front.
The level of power and power, the more powerful mobile cities and forces control the more advanced technology and equipment, directly opened a huge gap between each other, forming the current situation where the heroes are divided and the princes compete for hegemony.
"Take cover!"
"Don't stick your head out!"
"But they're advancing on us!"
"Grenade!"
However, the few remaining people were helpless. They were suppressed and the encirclement was shortened. With unequal firepower, they could only be beaten. A few precious grenades were thrown out and only a few thugs were taken away.
Whoosh!
A crossbow arrow broke through the wind and penetrated the throat of the captain of the city defense team. Before he fell, he sadly realized that the brother beside him had already taken a step ahead.
"Go forward." Elder Simon gave the order firmly.
Everyone showed frightened, angry and solemn expressions. The remaining fuel of the Guigu Club began to burn, and the small castle took steps towards the large swamp a hundred meters away.
Whoosh——
Unfortunately, things went counterproductive.
The Holy Father ejected an extremely thick chain, which pierced through the back wall of the Gui Gu Guild, trapping and dragging it tightly.
Then, a powerful force dragged the Guigu Society back!
Seeing the swamp getting further and further away, the elders and others felt their hearts go cold, as if they had anticipated that their companions would become dried meat and the antiques would be displaced.
This is also the case. Out of the hundreds of people in the Guigu Society, at most a dozen people lost their lives and were controlled by the saints. The rest must become fresh protein.
Elder Simon hurriedly pulled his wheelchair to the control console. He took off the key hanging from his neck and inserted it into a groove below. A page "Are you sure to confirm self-destruction" popped up on the big screen.
"We still have a way out, which is to die together with them!" the elder said in a suppressed voice.
It is better to be swallowed up by the flames of an explosion than to suffer human torture.
Just when the elder was about to press the button, the assistant hurriedly stopped him and pointed out the side window.
Hoo ho ho!
I saw a low-lying mountain stream in the distance, and suddenly four meteors with trailing flames rose from the ground.
"What is that?" The elder was wondering when he noticed that the "meteors" were like four parabolas flying towards the area where they were.
The saints were also distracted by the huge sound of breaking through the air. They looked up one after another. Their lack of knowledge and experience led them to be confused. It was not until the four Stinger missiles quickly lowered their altitude and adjusted their position that this group of thugs instinctively
Feeling danger coming.
Swish!
Before they landed, four more missiles took off, and the distance between the launch point and them was also shortening.
"Faq~cannonball?"
Charles stood up suddenly and stared in disbelief at the salute that crashed to the ground.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
After the four loud blasts of gongs and drums, there was a brief burst of laughter, and amid the dancing and celebrating of the thugs, there were another four blasts of muffled thunder.
They were bursting with joy.
The mobile vehicles were also thought out, and they were shoddily made. The pieced-together armor was as fragile as a large piece of iron sheet stuck together. Even if the people inside were not dead, they were still shaken to the point of concussion.
Moreover, Chu Xin's Stinger missile is much better than the original version. Not only does it have a longer effective range, but its lethality is also extremely impressive. It puts no pressure on combat units attacking the Saints.
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Rumble~
As Chu Xin moved forward, he used fuel to transform into missiles and fired 16 missiles at once, giving those wasteland barbarians a bit of the shock of ancient technology.
Achim and the other three were dumbfounded. This operation of long-range missile bombing and washing the ground really shocked them. They didn't expect that even though Chu Xin Sparrow was small and well-equipped, it actually had such firepower configuration.
"It seems that the city lord is well-intentioned, and we are worrying too much~" Achim breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Sit tight and prepare for close contact." Chu Xin said, it is impossible to surrender to the trap, he will only rush to become bigger and stronger.
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Wow!
He accelerated with all his strength, and after crossing a mountain, he was completely exposed to the enemy's sight.
But at this time, none of the thugs, including Charles, cared about Chu Xin's appearance. In addition, when he discovered that Chu Xin was the only one, the panic on Charles' face instantly turned into overwhelming anger.
"Surround it all, this is the Father's command!"
As a result, the Holy Father immediately led the remaining seven or eight mobile vehicles to turn around and charge.
Whoosh!
Bombs were thrown high one after another.
Chu Xin calmly used the heavy machine gun, forming a barrage of fire to intercept all the bombs in mid-air. With the help of the insect limbs on both sides, he achieved a stable state at peak speed. Several times, he looked about to roll over, but he unexpectedly crushed several bombs.
A Saint chariot, four heavy machine guns fired at the invading enemies with all their might, leaving a mess wherever they passed.
The overall view and micro-management shown in this are the ultimate, and perhaps only Chu Xin, who is the incarnation of a city, can achieve this.
The three people inside Achim all vomited without exception, and they immediately understood why Chu Xin wanted to remind them.
"Crash it!" Charles roared angrily when he saw this.
In an instant, the thugs turned into death squads without saying a word, howling and attacking Chu Xin.
Unable to refuse the hospitality, Chu Xin simply opened the mouth of the Taotie. The three eagle claws were like the claws of a gold miner. He did not forget to eat while exporting.
"What the hell~"
Seeing one of his men being eaten alive by Chu Xin, Charles almost lost his temper.
He pushed away the thugs controlling the Holy Father behind him and took action himself.
His method is to hit him head-on!
He relies on the fact that the Holy Father is bigger and heavier than Chu Xin, and looks more durable. He believes that Chu Xin will fall apart in an instant.
"Who do you think you are, going against me," Charles stared angrily at Chu Xin's main hall and shouted through the public loudspeaker, "Holy Father is eternal!"
Hearing his roar, all the thugs were in high spirits and invariably drew inverted triangles on their chests.
Woohoo!!!
Seeing that two mobile cities with completely different styles were about to collide, the insect limb on Chu Xin's right side plunged into the ground and became extremely dislocated.
Just at this passing moment, Chu Xin's body heard the clear sound of amplified sound.
At the edge of the main hall square, a rectangular device with a simple and elegant shape stretched out. As the cold light filled the air, an eight-meter-long armor-piercing arrow flew out from the chamber of the Wind-breaking Ballista.
"What?"
Charles stared at the rapidly enlarging metal arrow and felt chills all over.
The next second, the thick bulletproof glass exploded like a wafer cookie.
Immediately afterwards, Charles' head turned into a bloody mist due to the friction of the arrow.
Keng——
Through front and back.
When the armor-piercing arrow appeared again, it had pierced straight into the rock on the hillside eight thousand meters away.
The arrow body is intact, but the arrowhead has some wear at best.