Data Wasteland

In the distant wasteland, the setting sun gradually turned orange and red.

Chen Xing looked at the black watch.

[Dr2612-6-7, pm6:32]

[Life State: Sub-health]

[Mentality level: -10]

[Protection level: 0 (ordinary tarpaulin military uniform)]

[Reminder: Not within the coverage of satellite signal]

Since their departure in the morning, they have driven more than 700 kilometers into the endless wilderness. After driving for another half an hour, it was getting late. Under Chen Xing's order, the two cars stopped.

Trucks and jeeps parked on both sides beside a bush, forming a simple camp. The next step is to cook dinner. Aaron was a cook before becoming a mercenary, so the task fell on him.

I saw him jump off the truck carrying the kerosene stove and the cauldron, put a pot of water on the rack in the middle of the camp, and then put down the rice. When the rice is almost cooked, the meat and vegetables will be dried. After half an hour, a pot of fragrant "Chowder Rice" was completed, and everyone ate it with gusto.

"You will follow me in the future, and be sure to have fresh vegetables to eat." During the meal, Turnip patted his teammate on the shoulder and said without embarrassment.

At around nine o'clock in the evening, before going to bed, Chen Xing called Aaron aside and hinted that he would "take care of" the carrots and let the other party learn to behave. Aaron nodded understandingly, and walked to the turnip's tent.

Chen Xing swears that what he meant was definitely to ask Aaron to teach the other party and punish him a little, so that the other party can keep his duty. Unexpectedly, when I woke up the next morning, I saw Turnip's expression numb, his eyes were red and swollen, and he seemed very afraid of people. His cowering look was like a little hamster.

Sitting in the jeep, Turnip didn't say a word, staring blankly ahead, it seemed that he had suffered a very big blow. Seeing his trance, Chen Xing couldn't help but remember the famous saying of a writer in his hometown: Some people are alive but dead. Some people are dead but still alive.

In the case of radishes, it is natural to say the first half.

Perhaps perceiving the abnormality of the radish, Ye Yang Bailiu cast a suspicious look between the bumps, and Chen Xing just pretended not to see it, and ignored it automatically.

Can this be explained? Obviously it is getting darker and darker, so silence is the best solution.

"Someone ahead!"

At noon, when a bush came out, Xiao Yang suddenly pointed to the dirt **** ahead and shouted.

Chen Xing discovered the situation earlier than the former, and was observing with a telescope. On the soil **** ahead, there were several three-wheeled long-handled locomotives parked on top of which were vagrants in shabby clothes. This type of vehicle is commonly known as the "tripod dragon" and is the most common locomotive in the wilderness. It has a certain carrying capacity and good flexibility, and can walk on various terrains.

"Boom boom boom!" "Da da da!"

The numbers of the two sides were about the same, and the fighting was about to start, but the refugees quickly withdrew. This is a tentative attack. If both sides have firepower, the battle will end soon. Moreover, Chen Xing's truck did not carry any cargo. Hard bones without meat, no one likes to chew.

Furthermore, although these people look like refugees in their attire, they may not actually be a disguised mercenary group or even a garrison in other places.

In this world, a crime without evidence is not a crime. Anything can happen if you leave the satellite signal coverage area. Even if the newly recruited members of Chen Xing's team suddenly defected, it was not impossible.

However, they have all registered in Longshi Town, and if this kind of behavior happens, they will definitely face severe scrutiny.

In the battle just now, a new team member was hit by a stray bullet in the thigh. Fortunately, the two sides were far apart. The bullet's lethality was limited, stuck in the muscles, and did not damage blood vessels or bones. After the war, Li Rou, who had been a nurse, cut his trousers, took out the bullet, did a simple anti-inflammatory treatment, and bandaged it.

In the wilderness, accidents may occur at any time. On the third day, the team encountered three more sickle beetles. At first, they were like three small black dots in the sky, gradually zooming in, and then swooping toward them.

"Get off!" Chen Xing yelled at the walkie-talkie, turned over and got out of the car.

"Om!"

The strong air flow passed over the head, it was caused by the sickle beetle's membrane wings.

Chen Xing shrank to the side of the jeep, with Yeyang Bailiu kneeling in front, Xiao Yang behind, and turnips.

Looking up, a sickle beetle was flying in an arc, ready to attack again. Its two sickle-shaped forelimbs shone coldly in the sun, glowing with a silver sheen.

At the same time, the sickle beetle data automatically appeared on the black watch.

[Sickle Beetle (Normal)]

[Vitality: 48/48]

[Innate ability: flying, sickle foot, hard carapace]

[Possible viruses: none]

"Shoot!" Taking advantage of the gap where the sickle beetle turned, Chen Xing shouted, holding up the assault rifle, and pulling the trigger into the air.

"Da da da!"

The tongue of the small-caliber rifle was long and thin, and three hot shells ejected one after another. The sickle beetle in midair gave out a series of sparks, paused, and swooped down again.

"grumble!"

It uttered a sharp cry to express its anger, and the two iconic insect sickles were raised high and swung down at the moment they passed the jeep.

"Crunch..."

Seeing the sickle beetle flying, Chen Xing made a decisive decision, gave up the shelter, and rushed to the side. Immediately after that, there was a sound of sharp objects scratching the iron sheet in the ear, and the scalp was tingling.

After avoiding the attack, Chen Xing immediately got up and shot at the ascending sickle beetle.

"Da da da!" "Da da da!" "Da da da!"

Chen Xing kept firing, and the bullet shells were thrown around. The sickle beetle flew slower and sparks from all over its body. It stopped in the air and fell vertically. He only heard a crisp sound, falling to the ground, raising a large cloud of smoke and dust.

"Chi Chi Chi!"

It was so angry that it kicked its thick hind limbs, turned the worm's body, and landed on all fours. Its scarlet compound eyes locked the human shooting at it, and rushed away quickly. Dragging the billowing smoke and dust, like a mad bull.

Chen Xing knew he couldn't make a hard touch, staring at the sickle beetle, while shooting, while taut his body, ready to pounce on the other side at any time, avoiding a frontal collision.

And just when the sickle beetle raised its pliers and rushed in front of him fiercely, before Chen Xing had time to pounce, a figure greeted him.

She was holding a shield and greeted the swept insect sickle, a loud "clang" sound blocked the attack steadily, and then she picked up the hammer and slammed it down on its head.

"Fuck!"

The sickle beetle's head shell suddenly tore apart, and the yellow slurry splashed Yeyang Bailiu all over. But she didn't care, kicked it out, and immediately kicked the bull-sized sickle beetle backwards, and the sickle dragged two long deep marks on the red ground.

"Don't, don't come here!" Chen Xinggang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard a horrified shout from the truck.