Qu Jianlei ignored Rogers' plea for help. He almost got lost when he wanted to get angry just now.
If there is a Gauss automatic gun, rescue must be coming.
The Fallen also have Gauss automatic guns, but they are difficult to supply and can only be obtained through looting.
When the survivors attacked the Fallen, they not only worked together, but also showed no mercy.
Therefore, being rescued is a high probability event. What he has to consider now is not to be killed by the fallen before being rescued.
The blood on Rogers' neck was still splattering hissingly.
He rolled hard in the direction of Qu Jianlei, hoping to be rescued by him.
Unfortunately, after only rolling for a week, he became weak and dizzy.
"Brother Qu, save me!"
Qu Jianlei snorted, you didn't come over just now, and now you think of doing so?
He knew very well that Rogers didn't trust him in his heart, so he kept a distance.
Now I want to ask him for help, but it's too late.
Rogers stared at him desperately, the light in his eyes gradually dimming.
Qu Jianlei's body also started to roll, but he deliberately bypassed Rogers and came behind him.
The blood on Rogers' neck no longer spattered, but it was still gurgling.
His bite muscles moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he did not open his mouth.
Qu Jianlei calmly untied the restraints on his feet, tied another slip knot, and tied his hands behind his back.
Then he lay down in the blood on the ground, squinting his eyes and pretending to be dead.
The fighting outside was fierce, and from time to time there were sounds of fire and fire.
"It actually has heavy firepower..." Qu Jianlei secretly wondered, it wasn't just scavengers who came?
The battle lasted for almost half an hour, and the gunfire gradually became sparse.
After a few more scattered gunshots, people began to make noises.
Immediately afterwards, the door was kicked open, and a burst of sand and dust flew up.
"This is the dismemberment warehouse!" someone shouted loudly!
"There are people on the ground, be careful, they are degenerates!"
A female voice snorted coldly, "Whether he is a degenerate or not, you will know after two shots!"
Human lives in the wasteland are worthless, and the survivors who launched the attack were there to kill the fallen, not to save others!
Fortunately, someone stopped the woman, "What are you going to fight for? Are the bullets free of charge, or are the energy blocks free?"
The female voice said indifferently, "Just say they are degenerates and they can get two more bounties!"
Are you taking credit for killing good people? Qu Jianlei secretly sighed, the order in the wasteland is really terrible!
But fortunately, there are still people who know something, "Don't make trouble, do you really think that the settlement can't detect degenerates?"
The female voice replied nonchalantly, "Not everyone will check it, right?"
"Okay, it's not worth wasting two bullets," someone snorted, "If you two are not dead... get up quickly!"
Qu Jianlei twisted his body and slowly sat up, fearing that he would be killed by the opponent if he moved too much.
When you are in the wasteland, you can never be too cautious.
Rogers obviously couldn't sit up, but he still tried to kick his legs and said, "I can still save him."
Human lives in the wasteland are worthless, but every life is quite tenacious.
The carotid artery was cut open for half an hour, but he died without bleeding. It is definitely a "miracle of life" on the Blue Star.
But the survivors didn't pay attention to him. Rescue? Are you kidding? Can you afford the reward?
A survivor pointed his gun at Qu Jianlei and slowly walked forward, "Have you ever eaten human flesh?"
"No," Qu Jianlei shook his head slowly, "I am willing to take the test."
"Who do you think you are?" A woman stepped forward and kicked Qu Jianlei out, knocking him several times.
Listening to the voice, it was the one who wanted to kill Liang just now and take credit.
She has scars all over her face, and most of her left ear is missing, leaving only the lower half of the upper auricle.
"Will you pay for the test? If you don't have money, don't beep."
"Lock him up and starve him for two days," a man with a broken left arm said. "Cannibals will have abnormal reactions."
"There may not be any reaction," the scarred woman said calmly, "It's better to sell it to the mine."
The mine she talks about is actually a garbage dump.
There is too much garbage and it is too thick. There is a danger of collapse in some places. If you dig holes to pick up garbage, it does have the smell of a mine.
The survivor with the gun pointed at Qu Jianlei spoke, "Boy, did you hear that? Tell me what you can be useful for!"
It's all a routine! Qu Jianlei knew in his heart that these people who sang along were trying to squeeze out the benefits from him.
Saving people has never been the focus, but since you have saved people, how can you not ask for benefits?
The methods used by these people to seek benefits are a bit simple and crude, but this is exactly the style of the wasteland.
Spending too much time on unnecessary trivial matters is simply not worth it.
Qu Jianlei could only look at the person outside the door, "Third Master, you know, I have no money."
The man known as Mr. San had a broken leg and was fitted with a mechanical prosthesis.
He did not carry a large gun, but had a strange-shaped pistol in his waist.
Don't underestimate this pistol. It's a serious laser gun. Apart from being slightly less powerful, its other performance far exceeds that of the Gauss automatic gun.
The third master also makes a living in the garbage dump. As for picking up garbage, he has to bring a laser gun... This is normal.
The third master has never looked down upon Qu Jianlei. When he needed to move goods, he never gave him money, and at most he only gave him a tube of nutrients.
When he was unhappy, he wouldn't even give him nutrients, so he would ask Shaqubai to help.
However, Qu Jianlei never helped anyone in vain, and would rather receive a severe beating.
After many times, the third master also knew that this fool was so virtuous, so he didn't bother to beat him - beating someone also takes effort.
Anyway, his impression of Silly Qu was very average, but he was still an acquaintance after all, "Siqu, these guys are hunters."
Hunters do not make a living by scavenging, but hunt various wild beasts and mutant beasts, and sometimes accept hunting missions.
Their status is much higher than that of scavengers, and they are considered the main combat force in the wasteland.
The third master was also a hunter when he was young. Later, his leg was broken and it was inconvenient to fight, so he had no choice but to work as a scavenger in a garbage dump.
He had a bad attitude towards Qu Jianlei, but he didn't have a good attitude towards the hunters either.
The scarred-faced woman sensed his unfriendliness and turned her head to look at him coldly.
Qu Jianlei drooped his eyelids, "I really have no money, so I usually make a living in the mines."
It's impossible to sell me to a junkyard. That's where I belong.
This is not to say that he has great reputation in the garbage dump area, but... whoever wants to buy him has violated a taboo.
They are all mixed up. Today someone can buy Silly Song, but tomorrow someone can buy San Ye?
The scar-faced woman's face darkened when she heard this, "In such a big garbage dump, do you really think everyone will know you?"
The garbage dump is really huge, almost boundless.
At least Qu Jianlei has lived in the wasteland for six years, and he still hasn't figured out how big the garbage dump is.
Even though the woman threatened him like this, he still remained silent and just stayed there in silence.
Qu Jianlei had enough reasons to refute, but he was not stupid - trying to reason with a man with a gun?
He believed that others would give this silly woman a hint.
Sure enough, the third master said, "Siqu has a mouth under his nose, and he can also write..."
"As long as he says that he is making a living in the mines, no one will buy him!"
"Don't you understand what it means? Maybe the people who bought him don't want to be sold to other mines one day."
The Third Master is really not trying to save Qu Jianlei, but is thinking about all the scavengers - if he does this, the order of the garbage dump will be thrown into chaos!
No matter how bad the order is, it is better than no order at all!
"It's a waste of time!" The woman raised her leg and kicked Qu Jianlei again, knocking him to the ground.
Qu Jianlei still lowered his eyelids and remained silent. This was the habit of "controlling anger" that he had developed.
"Okay, this is KS16's rope. Let's untie it first," the man with a broken left arm said, "Lock him up and keep him under observation for two days."
This is the most normal way to respond, and it is actually the kindest thing to say at this moment.
A man armed only with a long knife stepped forward and squatted down to help Qu Jianlei untie the rope.
Just by looking at his weapons, one can guess that he is also a scavenger.
However, the long knife on his waist is not an ordinary thing, it should be an overclocking oscillating knife.
In essence, scavenging is not only a technical job, it not only tests your eyesight, but also your strength.
And the equipment itself is part of the strength!
When he untied the rope, there were two guns pointed at Qu Jianlei to prevent him from launching an attack.
But then, the man with the long knife let out a light sigh, "Hey... you have untied it a long time ago?"
Qu Jianlei is very good at tying knots, but unfortunately, he met an expert this time.
However, he didn't feel any sense of social death. He just lowered his eyelids and replied, "I want to find a chance to escape."
"This... is difficult to save," the woman said, tapping Rogers' body with her toes.
Then she looked at Qu Jianlei with disdain, "Just watch him die without even helping to stop the bleeding?"
Qu Jianlei didn't want to answer, but then he thought that not answering would increase his suspicion of being a "degenerate".
So he whispered, "I'm afraid of death!"
"What the hell!" the woman cursed angrily, turned around and strode out of the room.
"You are really not afraid of embarrassment!" The man with the long knife couldn't help but say something, and then stood up.
"Now that you've untied it, do it yourself."
Qu Jianlei curled his lips speechlessly, you are not afraid of shame even if you kill good people and take credit, now you have the nerve to accuse me?
However, others didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but no one blamed him.
You have to have the ability to kill a good person and take credit for it... Silly Qu, you want to kill a good person and take credit for it, can you do it?
Seriously, if you have the conditions to save similar people, but you don't take action, it's normal for someone to say a few words.
Of course, no one accused him of being cold-blooded. Living... was more important than anything else.
The survivors of the wasteland are so realistic.
However, the third master glanced at Royce again and recognized this person, "Isn't this... someone from the small gang that washes the mines?"
Good things found in the garbage dump must be handed over to specialized people for processing, commonly known as mineral washing.
The profit from mineral washing is not very high, but it cannot be done alone.
The Third Master even had the impression that this dying guy must have something to do with Silly Qu.