Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

Chapter 42: Cut a person once, whip a corpse three times

There was an explosion.

Lu Meng just took one step and jumped in front of the two of them.

Are all the people at the hub so cruel?

They didn't have time to be surprised, and once again used the bright light of the lighting lamp to stab Lu Meng's eyes, trying to interfere with his actions, while the remaining hands set up weapons for defense.

Unexpectedly, Lu Meng's eyes were not stimulated at the beginning. By now, they had already adapted to the light, and their offensive power did not diminish at all.

Even under the reflection of the light, Lu Meng's eyes looked like lightning, like a ferocious beast hunting in the dark night.

The refugees had no time to fear, Lu Meng's sword was already coming.

Keng!

A refugee's weapon fell directly during the block, and Lu Meng's long knife directly cut the man in half.

Before he could use all his strength, he slashed at another refugee next to him.

This time the refugee was able to barely hold off and did not end up like his companions.

Just a flick of Lu Meng's wrist, and the long knife turned to slash at his thigh at a strange angle.

With a snap, half of the thick human legs flew away.

Before the injured refugee could scream, he was kicked to the ground by Lu Meng.

Blood flowed profusely.

With only one leg left, he couldn't get up at all.

He struggled to look at his companions.

I saw the little guard from before hit the homeless man on the head with a stick, opened it, and beat him to pieces.

Total destruction.

Are all the people at the hub so scary?

One of the lighting lamps fell to the ground and went out. The other one was copied by Lu Meng in his hand, which illuminated the three human bodies that were struggling or squirming on the ground.

He turned around and returned to his previous position, met with Huo Buyang, discussed for a few words, and then slowly put the bag back on his shoulders.

This scene was seen by the refugees who fell to the ground.

What do you mean, he doesn't last any last hits?

He endured severe pain with a broken leg.

There was a trace of luck in my heart.

Could it be that because his leg was broken, he lost the threat in the eyes of this murderous man.

Anyone who has ever been a soldier knows that he needs to hit the target when clearing the battlefield.

It seems that the hub station is only as strong as its people, but it lacks experience after all.

One of the other two companions was shot in the head and the other was chopped in half. It seemed that they would not survive.

But there is still hope for me!

Just wait for these people to leave and then bandage them in time... Although the possibility of finding mechanical prostheses in the future is very slim, you can still save a life.

Hub station, so scary!

However, just when he was about to lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead, from the corner of his eye, he saw the murderer carrying a bag and coming to his companion who was still squirming on the ground.

The knife penetrated his chest cleanly.

Then he was discovered.

The murderous man looked at his eyes, which were widened in fear:

"You're quite energetic."

He seemed interested.

"I wonder how many swords you can hold?"

puff!

The long knife pierces the body, feeling smooth and cold.

Chi!

Another knife.

The homeless man with a broken leg lost consciousness.

What he was thinking about at the last moment was: "Why the hell do you have to go back and carry a bag for a last hit!"

Isn’t it too heavy?…

"Only three times?" Lu Meng's tone was full of regret.

After this stabbing, the increased [actual combat] experience was already very weak, and the human body under his feet was only left with physiological twitching.

Already too dead to die.

[Melee skills: machete 5→6]

[Actual combat level: (16) 26 → (18) 28]

Lu Meng's actual combat ability was much higher than that of this group of refugees, and he would not have gained much experience originally.

But with the restriction of the backpack and lowering the actual combat level to 16, the gap is not that big. The accumulation allows him to advance one more level.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.

That's why he went back to carry a huge backpack and come back for last hits.

It's like adding weight training with sandbags when simple exercise doesn't work.

Challenge difficult moves.

As for the actual battle, you still have to go all out to avoid overturning.

On the other side, Huo Buyang looked at the blood on his body and remained silent.

The red and white stuff was still dripping down the hanging weapon.

"How are you?" Lu Meng asked with concern.

Huo Buyang has been training with Lu Meng these days, and his nutrition is keeping up with him. His body is much stronger than that of his peers. In addition, he already had experience in using iron rods, and now he can wield the upgraded ten hands more smoothly.

But after all, someone had just been killed, and it was also a bloody scene where the head exploded like a watermelon. I wonder if Xiao Huo can bear it mentally?

Huo Buyang frowned: "Will mom be worried about me when she sees the blood on my body?"

"As long as you make it clear that this is not your blood, she will be happy for you." Lu Meng thought for a while, "It's better to say she is proud."

The young man looked at the miserable state of the other two corpses and four body parts, and said seriously:

"Mom will also be proud of Brother Lu."

Lu Meng laughed: "I don't really need this..."

He wanted to say that from the first time he met Xiao Huo.

Why did Huo Buyang always feel a little stunned when he was young?

Then they went to search for the bodies of several people.

It can be seen that these refugees did not have a very good life when they first arrived at the hub, and the total cash they had with them was only a thousand yuan.

If you can't change the habit of spending money lavishly outside and have no income, you won't be able to survive for a few weeks.

The clothes they wear are quite good, they look a bit shabby, but the style and craftsmanship are from the outside world, a bit like the uniforms of a small force, which is rare in the hub.

It's a pity... one of them was chopped in the waist by Lu Meng, and the other had his legs chopped off. Their top was turned into a midriff-baring outfit, and a pair of trousers turned into half-length trousers. The trend is a trend, but the value has plummeted.

On the contrary, the man Huo Buyang killed was able to take off a complete pair of pants.

Oh, by the way, Lu Meng also cut off a section of the sleeve on that man's jacket.

You can't blame me... Lu Meng spread his hands in his mind. When he was cutting people, he was facing the light and couldn't see clearly what the other person was wearing. Naturally, he did it casually.

As soon as I hold the machete, my heart is full of desire for destruction.

Fortunately, these are only small amounts of money. Even if they are to be sold, the clothes of these refugees can only be sold to scavengers.

Now there are at least two complete sets of refugee clothing. The thick and airtight design may not be suitable for scavenging life, but it is good for pretending to be a refugee. The rest can also be dismantled by Li Liu's mother into fabrics.

The weapons of the three of them are also ordinary, so they put them into their backpacks first.

The most valuable ones are these two lighting lamps.

From the appearance, it looks very similar to the portable lamp Lu Meng saw when he was a child. The spotlight cover is horn-shaped, followed by a large square battery with a handle on it.

You can feel the electrolyte inside when you shake it a little.

Lu Meng turned off the light switch, and the surroundings fell into darkness again.

To him, the precious thing was the electricity inside, not the lamp.

It is indeed a good tactic to use a beam of light to dazzle other people's eyes like a refugee, but this kind of portable lamp is slightly larger and the battery is easily damaged, which affects actual combat.

Their original owners attest to this.

What Lu dreamed about was the handheld metal detector he brought out from the abandoned mine when he first met Xiao Huo, which happened to be powered by these batteries.

Hub Station was originally a resource-based city with many metal deposits, but it was gradually abandoned due to natural disasters and wars. Those deep veins could not be mined again due to lack of equipment.

Under the leadership of the Future Lang Ninja Group, some open-pit mining sites were re-explored, allowing mining to replace scavenging and become the main source of income for the residents at the bottom of the hub station.

He knew the locations of some of the later mines, and at this point in time, there might be one or two veins that had not been fully explored.

Their exact locations can be determined using professional metal detectors brought from the mine tunnels.

If it weren't for mining, it would require a lot of labor and subsequent sales channels.

The potential benefits are greater than any current business at the hub.

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