As the most famous firearms manufacturer on the planet, Abreden is well known to everyone. In fact, most of their guns are not currently made, but left over from the Civilization Crisis War. Legend has it that they found an arsenal
.Not an ordinary arsenal, but a national arsenal, a big one, very big, so big that it has no borders.
If you want to live well in troubled times, no matter how much money you have, it is useless. Whoever has a big fist will have more resources. Undoubtedly, Abreden is the one with more resources, and there are a lot of them. Therefore, Abreden is very strong
, Facing such a force, Dongchen is either a madman or a fool. Of course, Dongchen will not admit to either of these things.
It doesn’t matter if Foolish Old Man moved the mountains or Jingwei filled the sea.
Dongchen will do whatever it takes to make things difficult for the other party and make him feel uncomfortable. When he returns to the city to gain more power, Dongchen will push his career of dancing on the edge of a knife to new heights.
If it doesn't work for one day, it will take a year. If it doesn't work for one year, it will take ten years.
As long as they are alive, they don't have to think about it.
Touching the necklace on his chest to express his longing, thinking about the beauty buried deep in his heart, Dongchen's eyes became lighter and lighter. By the time the soul appeared in his eyes, Dongchen had completely calmed down.
His eyes were like stagnant water, without a trace of fluctuation or murderous intent. But the sentinel hidden in the darkness was dead.
The blood-stained blade whizzed past, and little drops of blood dripped. Dongchen began to charge forward, straight and without any hidden movement.
Bergobold, who was half a length behind, had his gun in his hand. He knew that the lunatic in front of him was completely crazy today.
However, he likes it.
Since you want to go crazy, my highness will accompany you to go crazy.
"Enemy attack!"
A sudden stream of light passed through the afterimage, and the four soldiers guarding the door fired wildly and shouted loudly.
Pointing his toes together, he felt the heat of the wind and sand blowing across his skin, and the corner of Dongchen's mouth curled up with a hint of evil loneliness.
Call, call to death, the more people you call, the better.
If the alarm goes out, you can die.
The figure that instantly appeared among the soldiers shocked their eyes. How could it happen so fast?
Sword Dance: Yue Zhan held the Alpha alloy knife upside down and crossed it in a semicircle. Looking from a distance, it looked like a shining crescent moon.
Looking at the fallen corpse that was divided into eight sections, the depressed Bergbird walked out of the bunker with both guns in hand: "You are always so fast."
"You are too slow."
Speechlessly shaking his blond hair like the Statue of Liberty, Bergbird took down a cigarette and held it in his mouth. The muzzle of the gun was lit, and the smoke rose.
"Aren't you afraid of breaking yourself?"
Turning his head and looking at Dongchen who was rubbing his nose with the back of his hand, and looking at Dongchen's blazing sword on his shoulder, Bergbird opened his mouth and spit out a thick fog: "You have to believe in my skills, understand? I am
Scientist, mankind's greatest scholar, poet..."
Turning around and trudging away, leaving behind the narcissistic sci-fi monster, and listening to the sound of footsteps going away, Bergbird hurriedly put out his cigarette butt: "Hey, wait for me. Hey, slow down."
In the dark underground alley, Shadi covered her face with her hands and was filled with regret. A group of black women beside her looked at her with complaints.
"Sister, we can't hide like this all the time, food..."
Just after escaping, the few people carrying food threw away the bags containing food in order to escape for their lives. Now there is almost no food left.
Looking at a group of companions through the gap between her fingertips, Shadi shook her head bitterly: "I harmed everyone. If you can survive, you can follow Laura."
"Sister, you..."
"Don't call me eldest sister. I can't bear this title. You should still call me Shadi..."
As a group struggling to survive in a ruined town, Big Sister has always been the title of leader. By giving up this title, Shadi undoubtedly wanted to give up the power of the leader.
Several women looked at each other, feeling suddenly panicked.
What will they do without a leader? Will Laura accept them?
Thinking of the previous events, several timid women felt unsure. At first they were strong against Shadi, but now that Shadi has stopped, they...
Complex changes of mind, resentment, contempt, disdain, confusion, a group of black women's thoughts changed, and their hearts disappeared in an instant.
How to lead a team without confidence? Shadi held the machine gun tightly tightly, smelling the slightly damp earthy smell, and raised the corners of her mouth in self-mockery.
In fact, she knew better than anyone else that when she was attacked just now, her companions had doubts about her and had disbelief.
This emotion directly affected their attitude towards doing things. They threw away those bags that they should never give up until they die.
Don't they understand that if they lose food, they will starve to death?
With her mouth full of bitterness, Shadi glanced coldly at the guy who lowered his head and said nothing, and clenched his fists hard.
It's nothing to throw away a bag, others still have it. You can tell with your toes, this is what they think.
Selfish? Haha, what a sad human nature.
Without food, the plan you set will become useless. Even if you reach a hidden location, it will be of no use. Without food, you can't live long on water alone. What should I do?
The scorching sun, strong wind, and howling sand and dust hit the car body with a loud roar. Standing in the wind, Laura, with her short hair flying, was in ups and downs.
Do you want to go back?
Sadi's fierce gaze, the bullet holes at her feet, all appeared before her eyes. Laura shook her head in despair, "Forget it, they don't care about you, why do you care about them? What does their life and death have to do with you?"
Yes, they have nothing to do with me. But...
The smile of a black woman, the instructions before her death...
"I can't survive, and we can't stay in this town. Follow Laura and find a place to continue living. Remember, never trust humans, let alone... enter... the city."
Holding her cheek tightly and rubbing it hard twice, Laura turned around and returned to the car with firm steps.
"Listen, sisters, I want to go back to save Shadi. If you want to go now, raise your hands."
The lone raised arm stood out in the car.
Except for Laura, not a single arm was raised.
The atmosphere instantly solidified.
The white woman looked at Laura, and one of the older women clapped her hands: "Don't be stupid, Laura, why do you care about the life and death of those niggas? They have never cared about you. Let me tell you,
Just let them die. This is..."
"you shut up!"
The woman's stern eyes blocked her next words.
After muttering something unclear, the woman tilted her head in annoyance and rolled her eyes wildly.
The remaining women turned to look at each other sideways. A younger brown-haired woman cocked her gun and said, "Laura, we are following you because we trust you. How do those niggas usually treat us? You
It’s not unclear. Now that the families are divided, there are two groups. We don’t need to fight for their lives.”
The woman's plain words expressed everyone's thoughts. Laura looked at them and didn't know how to speak for a moment.