I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1394: Sound shots in the outpost town

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Black Skulls need slaves, more slaves!

As the progress of the construction site was postponed from day to day, the black skeleton who did n’t want to spend money was finally unable to sit still. He gathered his men early in the morning and brought dozens of magically modified armored vehicles and several big ones. The marauder of the truck pulled up the banner of the black skull and headed towards the city.

The brothers in the gang were taken away halfway by him. The rest of the people, as usual, hung out in the fortress when they were full. When he saw the unsightly slave, he kicked his feet. When the evil fire came up, he took off his pants.

For them, the days in the outpost town were paradise.

Standing on the sentry tower of the front door, the two predators leaned their automatic rifles to the side, holding inferior cigarettes in their mouths, and chatting while passing boring time on duty.

One of the predators snorted to the outside of the sentry tower and said scoldingly, "What a special, I should go out with the boss. I bet they must be playing outside now. Wait for them When we come back, we can only pick up the rest of them and play. "

"What's wrong," another predator sneered and smirked, shaking his **** with cigarettes, "I prefer it to a disobedient stray cat-"

Only halfway through, the blood mist and the brain plasma exploded together, spilling over the entire sentry tower.

The predator, who was still talking eloquently, rolled to the side and ignored the cigarette that fell to the ground. He grabbed the intercom panic and said, "This is the guard tower! We touched Arrived sniper! "

The phone seems to be broken, there is no response.

"Damn it!"

The phone was slammed down on the ground, and the predator glanced at the companion next to his head, and his heart thumped. Just as he was suffering from nausea, he took off the telescope from the neck of the corpse and prepared to observe the situation outside the outpost. His movements suddenly stopped, and his eyes were on a drone.

Accurately, the muzzle under the drone chassis ...

Suddenly! ! !

Pressed the shooting button and looked at the blood spattering on the tablet screen. The man carrying the sniper rifle calmly put away the tablet and said the walkie-talkie over his shoulder.

"The sentry tower has been suppressed."

On the other side, the room near the front door of the fortress. A sturdy mercenary sneaked into the room, silently wiped off the necks of the two predators with a dagger, walked to a monitoring terminal, and inserted the U disk in his pocket.

Looking at all the pictures on the screen, they are still there, and there is a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I also got it here!"

There is no sign of it.

When the marauders stationed in the Black Skeleton Gang confronted the mercenaries who touched the fortress, it was too late.

Abrupt gunshots broke the tranquility of the fortress. With the first shot, the whole fort shot was made for a while. The mercenaries rushed into the outpost town and the marauders had a fierce exchange of fire in the fortress's vestibule and the open space under the governor's mansion.

There is no sense of art in the scuffles of mixed army.

Even if the battlefield is full of various DIY high-tech weapons, laser beams are mixed with bullets and drones flying together, thermal grenades and EMP grenade come and go, it is difficult to distinguish.

However, with the passage of time, the Black Skeleton Gang began to decline.

When the quality is half a catty, the quantity determines everything.

Shoulder slammed into the concrete wall next to his shoulder. The black skeleton pierced the rifle out of the bunker. The mercenary who attacked the fortress was a shot. However, this headless shot did not work at all, and the bullet hit the wall indiscriminately, and soon pressed him back.

"Shette, their firepower is too fierce!" The right hand tremblingly put the clip on the rifle, and Rodney, who had shaved the head of Moses, gritted his teeth tightly and endured the cement debris hit on his cheek , Drifting his gaze to the EP on his left arm.

His EP is connected to the drone terminal, and now the six unmanned drones have been offline for five, leaving only one barely sticking to the battlefield.

Bite his teeth, he raised his rifle and fired a random shot, throwing a smoke bomb at random, and then fled to the governor ’s palace with his waist. He now only hopes that the boss will come back soon, taking the armored car from the gang and copying the crowd from behind.

This is his only lifeline.

"Fak, the NAC personnel dispatched a division to deal with us ..." Behind the bunker in horror, Bills murmured to himself through the camera arranged at the corner of the building, overlooking the front door of the fortress Road, "No, they are not NAC people, they are mercenaries ..."

At this moment, a grenade fell beside him.

Bills froze a little, and the panic in his eyes instantly turned into despair.

A strong desire to survive pushed him to the side, but he was just less than half a step away, and the scorching waves hit his chest, and the shrapnel flew to bring his consciousness to Satan. side.

As the number three in the gang fell, the morale of the predators suddenly fell to the bottom of the valley. Many people even dropped their bunkers and turned to escape.

Seeing that the predators were defeated, the mercenaries did not chase, and rushed into the governor ’s palace, fearing that their legs would run slowly and be robbed by others.

Soon, Rodney's roar came from the governor's house.

However, this roar is of no help to the defeat of the Black Skeleton Gang. Rodney, who had run out of ammunition, picked up his chair and tried to kill a **** path from the group of mercenaries by hand combat. However, he obviously overestimated his muscles and was knocked down by the mercenaries without two hits. Ground, **** and sent to Jiang Chen ...

......

After learning of the victory, Jiang Chen brought six guards to the colony.

In the open space downstairs of the Governor ’s Mansion, he saw the man shaving his head.

"You are the black skeleton?" He stopped walking next to Rodney. Jiang Chen looked at the prone Moses on the ground, and raised his eyebrows. "How do I remember the black skeleton?" It ’s a nigga. "

"He is Rodney, nicknamed Bone Bone, the second figure of the Black Skeleton Gang. He stays at home, and most of them are out to play the autumn wind." Following behind Jiang Chen, Jessica used Said with a somewhat flattering tone.

Although he was pressed to the back of his head by two hands, Rodney did n’t serve as softly as most predators once he was captured. The big eyes of the copper bell were covered with blood, and he stared from the bottom up. Jiang Chen.

"Chewing bones? Interesting name," Jiang Chen nodded and crouched down slightly, responding to Rodney's stare with a red awning tactical eyepiece on his head armor, and said with a smile, "If you don't feel eye pain, you can make your eyes wider."

Rodney didn't speak, his eye muscles twitched slightly.

"I don't believe in loyalty for no reason, especially the loyalty of predators. From the standpoint of a businessman, I'm happy to discuss a deal with you." Smiling slightly, Jiang Chen whispered softly, " Of course, you can also refuse. But before refusing, I hope you think about the mud crab pool next to the outpost. Those big guys do n’t eat well. "

When I heard the mudflat crab pond, a trace of panic appeared on Rodney's face. The original expression of unyielding death was also struggling with fear.

"You have thirty seconds to consider," Jiang Chen stood up and looked at Jessica next to him, "You counted to thirty for me. If he doesn't plan to cooperate yet, then send him Play mud with mud swamp crabs in the pond. "

Throwing away this sentence, Jiang Chen turned and walked towards the Governor's Mansion.

"Shet! You demon!" Looking at Jiang Chen's intention to leave, Rodney twisted his body desperately, but pressed his four hands behind his back, except for rubbing his own mud To anything cheap.

"... 15 ..."

Jessica's scalp numbly counted down as Rodney was twisted on the ground.

In the end, Jiang Chen was right. The predator's loyalty was a joke.

When Jessica counted to ten, this Moxi head pressed on the ground by Jiang Chen's guards, completely lost the previous appearance of unyielding, pleading with a snot and tears.

"Fak, no ... I beg you! I beg you! Do n’t throw me to feed those dead crabs! What do you want me to do? I do everything ..."