"Are you from that monster world?" a sentry asked loudly.
"Monster World? No, that's called radiation. You can also call it the Wasteland. Thank God for letting us see you." The big businessman shouted.
"Praise the darkness for letting us see you." the sentry said angrily.
"Don't say that. If one person's pain is shared between two people, the pain will be half." The businessman said with a playful smile.
A bullet hit him in front of him, but the big businessman was not afraid at all. He even took out a large illustrated magazine and showed it to the soldiers.
The soldiers had good eyesight, and the door of the fortress was quickly opened quietly.
Cockroaches, corpses, and hunting dogs were like the north wind in winter, trying to blow off people's suits, but they had the opposite effect. The strong iron gate of the fortress opened on its own initiative under a picture.
The soldiers quickly started doing business with the merchants.
They used bullets and cans to exchange cigarettes, drinks and illustrated magazines with each other.
By the time the major found out, they had completed three rounds of business...
The major was furious: "What if they are a group of enemies?"
He never expected that his soldiers would be so undisciplined.
Perhaps this is related to the tragic death they had just experienced, and discipline could no longer restrain them.
"No enemy would pretend to be a businessman, right? Then who will do business with them in the future?" A soldier asked in confusion.
"Why not?" The major thought of the books he had read and reprimanded, "Close the village gate immediately and check the goods being traded. If there is no problem, take them away."
Finally, the problem was discovered. There was some radiation in the drink.
The wasteland merchant said that he was innocent and that they were all like this.
Drinks without radiation are too rare.
Finally, the major thought about it and asked them to establish a trading point far away from the fortress and let the soldiers send representatives out to trade.
The merchant agreed and built a trading point 500 meters away from the fortress, leaving two tents, a two-headed cow, and an entourage guarding the place.
And he went back to bring more goods.
The major and his men chatted a lot with the entourage and got a lot of information.
He believed this information, and there must be other channels above him to know it, but this did not prevent him from returning to the fortress and writing a letter to inform the rear.
It is impossible to send a telegram, as the telegraph operator will be exhausted.
"They come from a world called the Wasteland, which is full of monsters and has only a very small population. Their technology is very advanced and they have a kind of artificial armor that can resist ferocious monsters."
"They are divided into many forces. There is no glory of God. People believe in God, but they do not expect Him to directly help them."
"There are many monsters there, a kind of monster called mutants. They are green-skinned, intelligent, and can use human weapons. They are one of the most terrifying monsters. There are even legendary ghosts and monsters there. I really don't know.
What kind of monster mutated there?"
"Fortunately, we haven't encountered mutants yet..."
As I was writing the letter, suddenly the soldiers shouted in panic:
"Change, mutant!"
"Those are the legendary mutants, right? The boxing champion isn't as strong as them!"
"They're at least two meters tall!"
"Give him a shot?"
The major hurried to the observation post at the highest point of the fortress.
Then he saw a huge green one. Wait, why does its head look so like a wolf?
Oh, yes, it must be the result of radiation mutation.
He now also knows a lot of information about the radioactive wasteland.
He ordered the sniper next to him to fire a shot.
But what surprised him next was that the sniper's bullets had no effect when hitting the opponent!
It even popped out directly!
This, is this a steel plate skin?
The green werewolf jumped back and shouted: "Don't shoot, I'm a good man!"
The major was a little confused, but then he was relieved. Maybe he had just arrived in this world and didn't understand the language.
Wen Rensheng, who was watching the battle from a distance, laughed.
This is a classic werewolf killing, where the cute new guy explodes and makes a speech.
Moreover, even the wolf's head was exposed, and the only thing not exposed was the knife stuck in the back.
That's right, this is the link between the werewolf world and the civilized world.
Now let's see if the major can be more alert.
"Are you a good person? No, you are obviously a monster. Stay away from my fortress." The major said, while whispering to the orderly around him to go to the telegraph room and let someone send a message.
The orderly left quickly.
"Oh, I come from another world. I really don't mean any harm. Can you give me something to eat? I, I can take it..." The green-skinned werewolf looked down at his whole body and found that except for a shirt
If you can take it off, you really have nothing else.
So he took off his shirt: "This clothes is made of pure cotton. It is quite valuable. It should be enough to exchange for three days, no, a week's worth of food, right?"
The major saw the other party's behavior and his ability not to take bullets. If this was a bad guy, he should think of staying away from here and robbing the village instead of making a deal.
"Throw two cans down on him," he ordered.
Soon, soldiers threw two tin cans from the fortress's shooting port.
The green werewolf couldn't wait to eat the can, and almost swallowed the iron sheet.
"He doesn't look like a bad guy," the soldier next to the major looked at him, "should we take him into the fortress?"
The soldier will say this, and the purpose is very simple. This guy is not afraid of bullets, so when dealing with monsters, why not shoot ten of them one by one?
With such strong combat effectiveness, they will be much safer.
Although this will take a lot of risks, no matter how big the risk is, can the number of people be reduced sharply from more than 700 to more than 80 people?
"No, it's better to let him live outside." The major thought for a while and said.
Then they ordered the green-skinned werewolf to live in the wild, and even threw a tent for him.
In fact, the idea is very simple, be a sentry and a human shield for free.
But they couldn't see that when the green-skinned werewolf turned around, there was ferocity and cunning in his eyes.
After dark, it will be fine.
Werewolves live in tents.
Half an hour later, two more people dressed as villagers came over.
"Have you seen a werewolf?" they asked towards the fortress from a distance.
Although they were far away, their voices were loud enough that everyone in the fortress could hear them.
The major picked up the loudspeaker and shouted at them: "Who are you?"
"We come from the world of werewolves. A werewolf who is competing with us has come to your world. You must be careful. It is invincible after dark. It can knife, no, it can kill!" Villager Jia Gao said.
shouted.
The major didn't understand clearly. What kind of game, what kind of werewolf killing?
However, he was born in a small aristocratic family and often played cards. He keenly thought that this might have something to do with playing cards.
This is how scary intuition is.
Some people have blind intuition, and they mistake good people for bad people, and bad people for good people. Some people have great intuition, and can see good people at a glance.
"Please tell me carefully about your world and what it means to be a werewolf!" The major did not immediately reveal the whereabouts of the werewolf, although he already knew who the other party was talking about.
The two villagers looked at each other, looked at the sun, and quickly made a brief introduction.
The most depressing thing for a good person is not being trusted by others, and being treated as a wolf and pushed out by other good people. The feeling of being wronged is never pleasant.
