Chapter 1,177 Eighteen VS Two Hundred!

Fifty thousand Yajing!

For the predators, this is no longer a huge sum of money, but an astronomical figure!

If it was for 50,000 crystals, even if they were asked to fight the Mother of Deathclaws, I'm afraid they wouldn't even frown, let alone ambush a little-known "little survivor colony leader".

Brother Hu's original order was to follow that person back to their base, and then massacre their entire survivor colony. However, in front of these 50,000 Yajing, personal grudges seemed to be insignificant.

To be on the safe side, Brother Hu adopted his younger brother's suggestion and changed his plan of following them back to the survivor's settlement and then launching a strong attack into a robber ambush.

After all, he is not stupid. Someone who can buy a card with 50,000 Yajing will be careless about his own safety? If you follow them to someone else's house, and there are several powered armors waiting for them, then things will be very serious.

So he adopted a conservative strategy, planning to catch the person first, get the card, and then torture him to find out where he was stationed, and then make the next plan.

Of course, although he was not stupid, he was obviously not that smart either.

I'm afraid he would never have thought that what he had provoked was not the leader of a survivor stronghold at all, but a warlord from the south.

"One kilometer ahead... on the 3rd, they discovered us."

The man squatting next to the water tank on the roof of the building, monitoring the street with a telescope, cursed, immediately took out his walkie-talkie, and reported the situation to his teammates who were ambushing on the adjacent street.

"We have been discovered! Their people are spreading out. Follow them quickly, don't let the fat sheep escape!"

As soon as they heard the fat sheep on their lips, they were alert and wanted to run away, and the ambush predators suddenly became unable to sit still.

The predators squatting behind the bunkers grabbed the rifles at hand, cocked the bolts, and ran in the direction of the target. The looters who formed a group of scavengers also took off their disguises and took out their rifles under the tattered rags.

"They can't run away."

A few hundred meters away, sitting on a modified truck, a man with a fierce face grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

With a fierce light in his pupils, he grabbed the walkie-talkie hanging on the car window and roared on the team channel, "Listen to me, little ones, the boss said, whoever takes down those fat sheep" The one that starts with the middle one,

Reward five hundred crystals! When you return home after you have accomplished your meritorious service, the women in the gang can sleep with whomever they want, until your legs are so weak that you can't get up! "

"Ouch!"

Howls and cheers sounded like wolves, and the man sitting in the modified truck roared while the iron was hot.

"Anyone who wants to make a meritorious deed can quickly get into the car and get ready to go! Let those two-legged sheep take a good look at how our stormtroopers from the Tiger Gang beheaded!"

A group of looters dressed in various colors emerged from the shadows, rushed onto the street, tore off the plastic sheeting on the truck, climbed onto the truck on hands and knees, and pulled the bolts of machine guns and rifles.

The roar of the engines resounded through the streets, and ten modified trucks worked together to carry a group of evil wolves, killing them in the direction of the "fat sheep".

However, at this moment, there was a sudden roar from the distance.

The predators standing on the roof of the truck accidentally looked up at the clouds in the sky. However, at this moment, a black spot suddenly emerged from below the clouds and approached them gradually.

"Look, look at that," he slapped the brother next to him and pointed to the sky in surprise, "What is that thing?"

No one answered him.

There was no warning at all.

A rain of orange-yellow bullets covered the entire street in an instant.

The predator standing on the truck only had time to catch a glimpse of his afterimage before he was reduced to flesh under the hail of bullets.

The Aurora-20 flew past low, and the fierce 20mm cannon tilted the bullet rain in an instant, blasting the entire street into pieces.

The man sitting in the truck only heard a buzzing sound that broke through the air. He had no time to think about what happened. Along with the modified truck under his seat, his whole body turned into powder and disappeared in the spreading dust.

When the dust dispersed, wailing sounds came one after another.

The looters who were lucky enough to escape were crawling out of the burning steel ruins, holding their bloody severed limbs, or crying and howling on the edge of the crater.

A pair of dull eyes looked over from the shadows beside the street.

It was already afternoon, and the weakest moment of the zombie's day was almost over. Attracted by the screams and explosions, the zombies moved towards the messy battlefield with staggering steps.

"Don't, don't come here!" A marauder raised his rifle in horror, looked at the zombies surrounding him, and desperately moved his broken leg backwards, even forgetting the bone-chilling pain out of fear.

Some predators simply gave up on surviving, picked up their pistols, and pulled the trigger on their own temples in desperation.

The whole street turned into hell...

"Stand, fighter?"

Standing next to Jiang Chen, Zhao Qiuran stared at the dust floating in the distance with his mouth wide open.

Although Aurora-20 quickly re-entered the clouds, with her dynamic vision and reflex nerves, she still caught a glimpse of the fleeting afterimage.

She has been wandering around the wasteland for several years, and has seen death claws, mire crabs, and various alien species that are so powerful that they are invincible. However, this was the first time she saw a fighter jet, a thing that only blue men talked about.

"Weapons of civilized people," Jiang Chen smiled, walked to the bench beside the highway, sat on it, crossed his legs, and said slowly, "I said, you will soon know who is crazy. .”

Looking at the man sitting on the bench, Zhao Qiuran swallowed subconsciously.

She asked herself that over the past few years, she had wandered on the edge of death countless times, and had dealt with countless powerful loners, mercenaries, and predators. However, this was the first time that she had a bone-deep fear of a person. .

Not even the Mother of Deathclaws had ever made her so frightened.

She once thought that there were two types of strong people in this wasteland. One was the leader of the survivor forces like Ding Liwei and Wan Peng who commanded thousands of people, and the other was the one who could defeat the Deathclaw with just one shot. of solo travelers.

But now, the facts before her have refreshed her worldview.

Even if two types of strong men stood in front of him together, they would probably be like ants.

Just when Zhao Qiuran was in a daze, Jiang Chen's voice sounded again.

"Stop standing there stupidly. Even if you kill more than two hundred chickens, you have to kill them for a while." After saying that, Jiang Chen patted the empty seat next to him and said, "Come here and sit down."

Didn't dare to resist at all.

Zhao Qiuran mechanically walked to Jiang Chen's side and sat down stiffly.

Just when she was restless, Jiang Chen took out his lighter and lit a cigarette, then spoke again, speaking lightly.

"I asked you to do me a favor just now. Fortunately, I'll do it now."

Zhao Qiuran was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"How to help?"

"Can't you sense spiritual imprints?" He gestured to the two guards next to him, telling them to disperse. Jiang Chen took out a Rubik's Cube from his pocket, placed it gently on the bench, and then Said, "From now on, watch me carefully." (To be continued.)