Chapter 606 (There Will Be an Additional Update Today, I Will Finish This Section Before Tomorrow)

The bright car lights penetrated the thin fog, and the tires passed by on the ground and spilled a piece of dirty water. The six pairs of huge wheels staggered back and forth, leaving a long mark on the ground, which continued towards the road. The far end of the road stretches away, disappearing where the taillights can't shine.

The hunter was sitting in the cab, his face was blurred by the car in front of him like a pale mask, he stretched out his head to observe the direction before and after, the cool breeze blew on his face, and the condensed mist As he breathed out, night and day in the desert were completely two extremes. The former was a sun that could burn people to death, while the latter suddenly turned into a biting cold moon.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, releasing its brilliance behind the hazy mist. The moon of this planet is very unique. It has three bright moons hanging high in the sky, namely, milky white, blue and purple. , the white one is the largest, close to the ground, and also casts the brightest light.

That light shines in the surrounding swamps. Yes, there are swamps in the desert. There are trees and puddles here, but it is not a place for survival, but a deadly trap hidden with murderous intent. When the sun has just set, At that time, the King of Destruction almost fell into the quicksand when he went to fetch water from the puddle. Fortunately, the hunter and the others found him in time and pulled him out.

Later, according to the technician's robot scan and what the local slave girl told them, this place is different from a real oasis. The latter is a shelter where life thrives, but here is the complete opposite. The water in this swamp is full of Toxic substances, deadly methane will be formed in the air every morning. As long as you inhale it, you will immediately get sick and eventually suffocate to death.

So they couldn't stay in this swamp for long. The hunter drove the truck along the only road here. From time to time, he leaned out and looked around at the hazy darkness. The withered trees growing in the swamp wetlands were like a A monster with teeth and claws lurking in the surrounding darkness.

As the road went deeper into the swamp, its surface became smaller and smaller, and the surrounding water began to overflow, forming invisible puddles on the already soft ground, and the truck tires pressed against them. Passing by, there was a constant low sound of water spraying from below, accompanied by the ups and downs of the vehicle.

The road conditions here are getting worse and worse, and the twisted trees around are gradually approaching, as if they are going to swallow up everything on the road. The hunter is leaning on the car door, his hair flowing in the cold wind, he He was no longer wearing armor, and only had a well-fitting combat uniform on him.

It was a camouflage vest, typically worn by Catachans, with a red cloth tied on his head. The hunter's eyes scanned the surrounding darkness, observing the place that could be illuminated in front of the car lights. Dark all that is invisible.

In the swamp under the road beside the truck, a figure appeared there, and there were several of them. They lowered their bodies and crawled on the ground, secretly observing the moving truck in the darkness. Its headlights were shining in this endless field. The wetlands are as far as the eye can see.

"Be alert." The hunter said to the person on the roof of the car. He was walking on the roof of the car with a sniper rifle in his hand. He held a toothpick in his mouth and looked around with his eagle-like eyes at a high place. His finger was on the trigger. The muzzle of the gun swayed from side to side with the footsteps.

In the carriage, the King of Destruction was also sitting at the end of the carriage holding a machine gun. Half of his legs were suspended in the air, the machine gun was mounted on the side of the carriage, and he was feasting on an energy bar.

"King of Destruction, be careful, we are not out of danger yet." Echo warned from behind. He was observing everything outside from another car window. The slaves were sitting on the carriage behind him, where they slept. , only a few people were still awake, and they were consciously and vigilantly scanning everything around them.

Crosshair glanced at them, and tightened the trigger of the pistol in his hand, "I don't like this place. If the locals here are so afraid of this place, then we should also have the same awe."

"Come on, Echo, didn't you say before that the people here are barbarians, and what you said is unbelievable?" Destruction King took a bite of the energy bar and waved the bag. Echo glanced at him and leaned out. Go and scan the surrounding roads, "They may be ignorant and stupid, but human beings have the same reaction to fear, and it cannot be disguised, so if they are afraid, then I think we should pay attention to it."

"No need. We are sitting in an armored truck. What trouble can there be here? And if nothing else happens, the technician's robot scan results are correct. We will leave here before dawn and real trouble appears."

As soon as Destruction King finished speaking, the entire vehicle bumped up and down. It had happened several times before, but this time the tires didn't seem to get up from the ground. Destruction King was stunned for a moment and looked back at Echo, who sighed helplessly. His tone was, "You have such a bad mouth."

As he spoke, Echo rolled out of the window in front of him, and he landed on the muddy ground. He raised his head and saw the hunter coming out of the cab. He stood on the car door, holding the pistol on his waist, and looked around. After a moment, he explained something to the crosshair, and then jumped down.

The hunter held his pistol and walked towards the tire that was stuck in the ground. Echo had already arrived here first. The King of Destruction also jumped out of the car. He held a machine gun at the rear of the car and used a flashlight to observe the dim wetland around him. The flashlight Bright lights flickered around, but they still couldn't penetrate the fog.

The hunter came to the place while scanning the surroundings. He bent down and looked at the place where Echo was checking with a flashlight. The things inside were hanging down, just like the vines of the dead trees around. "What's wrong? What's the problem?"

"Bad news, the axle is broken and the tire is blown. It seems to be caused by the explosion during the previous exchange of fire." Echo said, pulling out several parts from it. They have become indistinguishable. The hunter frowned and scanned the surrounding fog. "Can you fix it? It won't be long before sunrise. , if what the kid said is true, we must leave here as soon as possible. "

"I agree, but I need parts, replaceable ones, which are not available here, and we can't just make them like the greenskins." "So you can't do anything?" "Unless there are parts, I can't do anything."

The hunter frowned, but just as he was about to speak, there was a rustling sound behind him. The hunter held the pistol and turned around. He stared at the wetland in the mist. Huiying also squatted on the ground and pulled out the pistol. He opened the safety, and the sound of the energy box charging echoed in his ears.

The sniper rifle was also set up above the crosshairs, and the infrared rays shot into the mist. The hunter raised his arm, pressed his palm on the curved butt, and his fingers slowly approached the trigger. He frowned and waited for battle.

But suddenly, a heavy gunshot came from a distance, and the things in the fog seemed to be scared away by the sound. The hunter raised his head and looked in the direction of the gunshot. Along with the dull muzzle noise, there was also the roar of the engine and the click of the tracked wheels running quickly over the ground.

Gunfire flashed in the distant fog, and the lights flickered here and there. Those lights were like evil dragons spewing flames, approaching from the distant border of darkness.

"Damn, they caught up with us." Echo said, he raised his pistol and leaned behind the hunter, who frowned but turned around before speaking and saw Yarik jumping down. The commissar's boots stepped on the mud. He walked over in the muddy ground and came to the hunter.

Yarik's one eye flashed red as he looked at the approaching light in the mist. He stood aside in silence. The hunter did not say anything until Yarik broke the silence, "Do those vehicles have the parts you need?"

Echo was stunned for a moment. After the hunter nodded, he thought for a while and said, "Yes, all vehicles should have them, but it is better to have large ones, replacement tires, and new fixing rings."

"With them, can you fix this car?"

"Yes."

"Very good, wait here." Yarik said, and walked towards the direction of the light. He passed by the Wrecker, who looked at him with a strange expression, "Hey, Commissar, what are you doing? Are you crazy?"

"Wrecker." The hunter reached out to stop the Wrecker who was about to pull Yarik. He stood behind the truck and watched Yarik walk into the mist and quickly disappeared there.

At first, an uneasy silence enveloped everything around. There seemed to be nothing in the dark fog. Yarik disappeared as soon as he stepped into it, so that people began to wonder if he had escaped, abandoned them, and left alone, but soon, this conjecture was broken by facts.

An explosion was heard in the distance, and the sudden burst of fire flickered in a distant place, just like a lighthouse in the dark night, projecting its own light on the calm sea, and with that light came more sounds, gunshots, shouts, and screams.

A series of fragmentary gunshots sounded around the fire in the distance. Those gunshots were like stars, flickering in the fog at the other end, but they were quickly extinguished. Accompanied by a sharp scream and a roar like a giant beast, everything came to an abrupt end.

Hunter looked at the direction of the flickering fire and frowned. Suddenly, a shadow came over in the light. The Destroyer beside him immediately raised his machine gun, and the crosshairs above also shot infrared rays over. The Destroyer's eyes leaned on the butt of the gun, and his fingers were on the trigger ring.

The shadow quickly appeared at the edge of the field of vision. It was a tire. A rolling tire rolled past the Destroyer and the Hunter, and stopped beside the technician. It fell on its side on the ground and crushed a puddle of water.

The two looked at the tire. Soon, another sound appeared behind. The Destroyer raised his gun and aimed in that direction, but was quickly pressed down by the Hunter. He stood at the rear of the car and looked at Yarik who walked out of the smoke. He came back, with blood on his power claws, and smoke was spitting out from the muzzle of the explosive gun shaking at his waist.

He walked over, with a long pipe hanging around his neck and a disc-shaped object in his hand, with a long pipe inserted in it. Yarik walked past the hunter and the bad king, and went straight to Echo and threw the object to him. After the latter took the object, he looked at Yarik with hesitation.

The latter went to the swamp beside the road, scooped up a pool of water and splashed it on his face, washing away the blood there, "Fix it, and then go."

He said silently, and then returned to the car, leaving only Echo standing behind the wheel, holding the parts and looking at the hunter in surprise. The latter was also silent for a while, and then put the pistol back on his waist, "The danger is over, now, fix it."