On the way from the church to the hotel, Hayes thought for a long time before making a decision. He whispered something to Kang. The other party was surprised at first, and finally nodded firmly. After that, the four of them separated at the entrance of the garbage dump.
, Hayes and his wife took Peak's mother back to the hotel, and Kang returned to his neighborhood——
At least that's the case on the surface.
While the wives were taking care of Mrs. Russ to sleep, Hayes went out on the pretext of shopping and came to the place agreed with Kang.
"The gang has been found, but you go somewhere with me first."
Kang took Hayes for a few rounds on the dark streets, and then came to a decaying brick and mud house, and opened the door with a decaying structure.
Before he even walked in, Hayes could hear the sound of singing. The monotonous voice of a servitor was singing the most common Astra Militarum battle song "In Praise of the Golden Throne."
Passing through the corridor and through a dirty doorless doorframe inside, Hayes saw the main hall, where 14 ragged veterans were sitting on the dirty floor, their heads facing a hanging on the wall.
The rusty Imperial Eagle emblem, with a line of yellow chalk written on the floor under the double-headed eagle - Soldiers' Home.
There is a weapon at the feet of every retired soldier. Some of them have lost their arms, feet, eyes or ears.
There are very few complete people.
For a moment, Hayes felt pain in his heart. For some reason, this scene reminded him of the time when he had just joined the army a few years ago, before he had been on the battlefield and had not experienced terror.
And it was Kang's player that made the sound.
"Here we come, everyone is here."
When Kang came in, they all turned their heads and looked at Hayes.
"I'm Hayes, from the 310th Regiment."
Hayes introduced himself first, and then a bearded one-eyed man introduced him with a smile.
"Ha, my name is Maz, from the 181st Regiment, truck soldier."
"...I am from the 201st Regiment."
"...I am from the 311th Regiment."
Everyone introduced themselves, then Kang looked at Hayes and said:
"I told everyone about that, and everyone is willing to help. Those bastards usually stay in the repair shop they robbed during this time."
Hayes nodded and then said to everyone:
"thank you all."
In the dim repair shop, many metal facilities and sundries were piled together haphazardly. A flag made of red cloth hung on the metal beam, with a burning skull in the middle. Under the flag, more than a dozen modified motorcycles and
Off-road vehicles were gathered in a circle. They were equipped with countless flashing colorful high-power neon lights, creating serious light pollution all around. Dozens of young men and women were dancing in the colorful glare, and some were hiding in the shadows and kissing.
, or huddle on that dirty sofa, inhaling some powder into the nasal cavity through the nose, and there are a bunch of illegal drugs and smoking tools scattered on the ground around it.
"Quiet! Quiet!"
Suddenly, a man with a face full of paint, lip nails, and a weird three-part hairstyle raised his arm, holding a microphone in one hand. Then he turned around and pointed his arm at a person sitting behind a painted SUV.
He was seated, with his left and right arms holding a scantily clad young woman, and a domineering man wearing a wild leather jacket with his chest exposed.
This man has wheat-colored skin and strong muscles. He wears a large gold chain around his neck, his head is tilted, his hair is tied back, and he looks unruly.
He is the boss of the Will-o'-the-Wisp Gang, and his father is also a well-known peace officer in the area. He has had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, and he organized a group of similarly idle young people out of boredom to form a gang that enjoys racing, and also uses his father's
Thanks to his connections and reputation, he robbed the repair shop and established a fleet of vehicles.
But what they do is not only racing, they also rob pedestrians passing by outside the town, and when they are bored, they even enjoy hitting and running over people.
If nothing else goes wrong, when he is "tired of playing", he will inherit his father's business and become a peace officer who is feared by everyone. He will replace the Ministry of Justice to enforce the empire's authority in the bottom nest, and at the same time consolidate their family's local influence.
authority.
If nothing else happens...
"Today! It's the 27th birthday of the crow boss! Let's sing a song to the crow boss! Sui Hei Hei! For all the troubles -"
Just as the group was crying and howling, something suddenly broke, followed by a man's cry of pain, and then a tall man fell from the ceiling and fell heavily to the ground, still landing on his head.
No sound.
"There's a situation!"
The crow roared, and with a smooth speed that only a well-trained soldier could do, he pulled out the laser pistol from his waist. This man was the one he arranged to watch on the roof, which meant that someone must be seeking revenge.
The crowd suddenly became panicked, with disheveled men and women running around. One of them just picked up a shotgun, and a bullet exploded in his head, splattering blood on the wall.
Death makes the crowd more confused.
There were screams, roars, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
And as the smoke bombs were thrown, even the sight became blurry.
In the shadows at the edge, figures jumped up, ran, and shot accurately.
In an instant, more than a dozen people fell.
They had never encountered such a swift, powerful, and brutal attack, and the courage of these young men quickly drained away as quickly as their blood.
"Don't panic! Don't panic! Take out the gun, you stupid pig!"
The crow roared as he hid behind the cover and shot at the moving shadows with his laser gun.
There are more than forty people in their gang. As long as they are organized-
"Boss!"
The boy who sang just now bent over and ran to him. Without saying a word, his face was holed by a bullet. Blood sprayed all over the crow's face, and then he fell into a pile of wrinkled debris.
Crow was stunned for a moment. Although he was used to being domineering in the past and had killed many people, facing death at such a close distance still made him feel cold from head to toe.
In an instant, something in his mind broke, and the domineering and courage he had in the past quickly disappeared.
So he ran towards the side door. Now he just wanted to escape as fast as possible, as far away as possible!
But he had just taken a few steps when he tripped over something. Just as he was about to fall, he felt a knee hit him hard in the groin.
He let out a retching sound and tried to get away, but the opponent's grip was too tight, and then he slammed his knee into his face, smashing the bridge of his nose.
"ah!
"
After several blows, the attacker let go of him, and the crow staggered back, dazed from the beating, and blood dripped from his mouth.
"You...bastard!"
Before he could make any more moves, the opponent suddenly swung his right fist and hit him on the cheek. In the confusion, he raised his pistol and fired two shots but missed. The opponent stretched out his fingers and dug into his red cheek.
He grabbed his throat, pinched his trachea, and when he bent over to gasp for air, he grabbed his greasy hair and slammed his head against the metal pillar.