Chapter 7: Mother and Son in the Midst of War
The red sun grew more and more intense, and finally suddenly it darkened, and the huge sunset that had obscured half the sky sank into the horizon, and the dim yellow clouds rolled and flew away, and night was approaching.
The black-spotted lizard emerges from the sand dunes, and the vertical pupils reflect a crooked black edifice.
Half of the building was buried in the sand. The rotten and shapeless steel shelves are welded with messy iron sheets. There was a bright glow of fire from behind the broken glass window, surrounded on all sides by poplars with shaved bark, silently.
In front of the abandoned building, a wooden sign with arrows is written in Chinese characters, English, and Tibetan. As well as a revolver with a rose tattoo.
Crazy Dolma.
The Dodge Tomahawk traveled a long way and finally came here.
There were a few piles of ash on the ground, and charred scraps of paper, apparently someone had used the books in the building as fuel, and the wind and sand blew to reveal a burned-out thick leather book, with only half of the cover written Gospel Accor.
Li Yan was in a trance, he had just fought to the death with a heavy fighter comparable to the Su-27 not long ago, but now it was the same doomsday and dilapidated scene as always.
The world is not backward, but it is too barbaric.
An old man with an Uzi submachine gun in his arms and a yellowed bandage walked straight out of the crooked wooden door. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at Li Yan obliquely, and his face was not good.
"We're here for the license granted by Crazy Dolma."
Afaf was the first to speak, half of her face buried in her cloak, a piece of corn hair pressed against her chest, swaddling in her arms.
With this thing, all powerful large companies will make it and issue it to the revenants who they recognize and have made outstanding contributions to it. Hunters often have to complete the corresponding commission before they can get it.
The stronger the company, the more difficult it is to delegate. From scouting ore veins, clearing the ruins of cities for radiation beetles, to killing the heads of hostile forces.
Owning a prestigious company is not only a status symbol, but also a sign of reception and recognition from the organization and its friendly forces.
A third-order wandering god, even if he wants to get a license for Pompeii's arms, is more than enough.
The old man's vulture-like gaze greedily swept over the silver-gray Dodge Battle Axe, as well as Afaf's snow-white neck, and finally to Li Yan's face, but he was startled by his fierce eyes.
The old man reacted, a little embarrassed, he pursed his lips and muttered, "I didn't entrust this to you, get out." β
Li Yan hugged his shoulders and turned his head to ask Aff, "Does Crazy Zhuoma have a fighter?" β
Afaf was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "No, in the entire B area, only Dancuo Automobile and Pompeii Arms have that thing, after all, this is just the forward base of Crazy Zhuoma......
Li Yan began to step forward from the time Afaf said the word "no", and when Afaf said "here after all", he was only four or five meters away from the old man.
The bandaged old man's eyes were cold, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation, but as soon as his eyes flashed, a huge impact hit him head-on, the Uzi submachine gun fell to the ground, and his whole face was pinched by Li Yan, who rushed forward on the ground!
Li Yan was unrelenting, pinching the old man's face and slamming into the poplar fence, blood splashing, at this time, the words "forward-looking base" of Afaf had just finished speaking.
"Oh my God."
Afaf lowered her head and covered her face. The child in her arms babbled, and dimples of laughter appeared on her chubby face.
Suddenly, the muzzle of the black hole poked out of the window, and at least seven or eight red dots were aimed at Li Yan's head, neck, chest and other vital positions.
On the third floor of the building, a flirtatious whistle was heard.
Li Yan looked up, leaning against the window, was a woman wearing a black tight vest, army green trousers, a bumpy figure, short stubble, holding a rifle, burying her right eye in the scope lens, and chewing gum in her mouth.
"Let him go."
The bandaged old man's face was still pinched by Li Yan, and the whole person seemed to have fainted.
Faced with the pressure of the gun, Li Yan shrugged his shoulders, let go of his palm, and let the old man's body slide down.
"Very good~"
The corner of the inch-headed woman's mouth hooked, and the copper-yellow bullet with a diameter of 12mm was discharged!
Syllable!
The craggy wind rocks were shattered, red gravel pieces were splashed everywhere, dust surged, but Li Yan was gone.
What about people?
The woman looked around, but she didn't find Li Yan, and she frowned.
"Wei Dan! He's gone to you! β
In the room above the woman's head, someone shouted at the top of her voice.
The inch-headed woman named Wei Dan's pupils contracted, her calf kicked the windowsill with force, and the whole person flew backwards, her delicate curve was still in the air, and a muscular arm stretched in from outside the window and grabbed Huang Dan's feet and neck!
"Come here!"
Li Yan pulled back and directly pulled the woman out of the windowsill, and the two of them rolled and fell from the air.
In the building, there are at least six sharpshooters with the "Rover" gene, and the process of two entanglements and rolling down is enough for them to shoot and beat Li Yan, who has nowhere to borrow, into a sieve, but it is impossible not to accidentally injure Wei Dan.
"Third-Order Wandering God!"
The people of Crazy Dolma immediately thought of this possibility.
Falling from a high altitude, Li Yan shook his head, nothing happened, his knees pressed against Wei Dan's chest, and the pistol was against her neck.
Wei Dan's mouth and nose were bleeding, but his spirit was very full, and his eyes were staring at Li Yan viciously, and he didn't seem to be in trouble.
"I don't mean anything, I just want to get a license from your company and complete your company's entrustment, or barter. I'll accept them all, provided that you have the right attitude. β
A voice came from above the building: "We don't accept any requests from unknown people, you leave now, I can act as if nothing happened." β
Li Yan spread his hands: "The origin can be slowly revealed, and you can become friends if necessary, what do you think?" β
"If it's normal, I agree with you, but this is not good, I repeat it again, please leave immediately."
Li Yan squinted his eyes, the other party said it very deadly, and there was nothing he could do.
Afaf suddenly spoke: "We are not of unknown origin. β
She took a step forward: "We are the people of the Black Star Chariot, and now we are in a little trouble, we don't ask for help, we just want to be treated fairly." β
After speaking, she squeezed her eyebrows at Li Yan and said in a low voice: "That brand." β
Li Yan hugged his shoulders and stared at Affe for a long time before handing her the silver nameplate.
Afif placed the nameplate in the palm of his hand and held it high.
"Black Star Chariot?!"
The dark window was open, revealing a square face with thick eyebrows, two meters tall, the size of an adult man's head on his shoulders alone, and a ring of steel ropes tied around his wrists. He leaped from the crooked building, the steel cable in his hand like a living thing, climbing on the rusty iron frame, and with a tooth-aching creak, the strong man landed smoothly.
Name: Xiong Yin
3rd Tier Special Class: Iron Hand
Note: Different from general genetic modification agents such as "Double Gun Rescuer" and "Wandering God", the production of special genetic modification agents either requires endangered radiation plants and animals, or extremely cherished ores, or non-quantitative products that are modulated by chance, so special troops are also synonymous with scarcity and power.
Yin Xiong carefully looked at the silver nameplate in Afaf's hand, and his face softened a little. He glanced at Li Yan and said lightly: "On behalf of Crazy Zhuoma, I apologize to you, I promise that what happened just now will not happen again, can you let go of my people first?" β
Li Yan slowly stood up and walked to Aff's side: "Then now, can we talk about the issue of holding a license?" β
Yin Xiong lowered his head and pinched his finger bones: "The people of the Black Star Chariot, is it necessary to take a Crazy Zhuoma's license to fight in Area B, your own license, isn't it universal to sixteen war zones?" β
Afaf threw the swaddling clothes to Li Yan and whispered to him, "Let me do it." β
Li Yan glanced at the baby in his arms, shrugged his shoulders, and let Afaf do it.
Afaf stepped forward with a quiet voice: "The incident happened suddenly, I don't have the license of the Black Star in my hand, and I don't have time to go back to get it." β
Yin Xiong raised his eyebrows: "Go back?" Where else can you go now? β
He hugged his shoulder: "The four shelters of the Black Star Chariot in Area B, the two research centers, and the main base, have all fallen. Your colleague is being hunted down by Medicine Buddha's men. Where else can you go? β
Afaf's heart was suddenly clenched, not only was she so sensitive to the news of the accident mad Zhuoma, but she was also afraid that Yin Xiong would leak her old background to Li Yan with a word.
She glanced at Li Yan with a stiff face, and noticed that his finger was making the child giggle, as if she hadn't heard Yin Xiong's words.
Li Yan's calm face seemed to give Afaf confidence, she pursed her lips, simply took off her cloak, her long hair fell down, and smiled at Yin Xiong: "Where I can go, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that Crazy Zhuoma thinks that the final victory in this war belongs to the Black Star Chariot or the Medicine Buddha?" β
Yin Xiong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I personally think it's the Black Star Chariot, but I can't be the master of Crazy Zhuoma." β
"We don't need you to call the shots, we just need a license."
Afaf said lightly.
Yin Xiong pinched his fingers and pondered for a while, and finally said, "Give me some time." β
Afaf grinned toothily and made a gesture of pity.
Yin Xiong put the old man in bandage who had fainted on his shoulder and motioned for Wei Dan to leave with him.
Wei Dan picked up the rifle on the ground, spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, and said to Li Yan: "There is a chance to fight again." β
Li Yanyi, who teased the child, raised his head, glanced at Wei Dan with some surprise, and nodded with a smile: "Okay." β
Wei Dan didn't say anything more, and followed Yin Xiong away with his rifle on his shoulder.
Waiting for Crazy Dolma's people to leave, the atmosphere between the two became a little awkward.
Afaf licked his lips and said dryly: "I didn't mean to hide it from you, nor did I lie, I'm really afraid of ......"
"It's okay." Li Yan returned the swaddling clothes to Afaf: "Do you believe that I have amnesia?" β
"I, I believe."
Li Yan raised his eyebrows: "Really? β
Afif pursed her lips and did not speak.
"So, this one doesn't matter. The premise is that if I can help you, you can help me. β
At this point, Li Yan was silent.
The woman, who claimed to be a researcher at the Blackstar Chariot, was so embarrassed that mother and son went to the homeless lair to find food with a shell gun without bullets. He didn't even ask the reason for this.
Later, Dancuo sent a radio to the car, threatening to sweep away the displaced people, and even did not hesitate to use the "Black Buddha" such a fourth-order military branch to carry out carpet bombing that killed mistakes and did not let go. Li Yan already had the outline of the incident in his heart.
He had long understood in his heart that Afaf was in trouble, and it was not small. What she said just now was even more suspicious of pulling herself into the water.
However, her behavior was generally quite hot, and it did not touch Li Yan's psychological defense zone.
What's more, now that he is away from this woman, Li Yan really doesn't know where to find clues to Shuizhu Park.
Afaf raised his head: "Although it is a bit naΓ―ve to say this, but please believe me, the friendship of the Black Star Chariot is more valuable than you think, the people of Medicine Buddha rashly started a war, we were just caught off guard, they have no chance of winning!" β
"I'm more concerned about where Mizuso Park is."
Li Yan seemed to be smiling.
The kung fu of two people talking. In the abandoned building, a man with a Moxican head walked out and waved his hand at Li Yan and Afaf: "Brother Yin has made a phone call from above, and Crazy Zhuoma is willing to provide licenses for the exiles of the Black Star Chariot, but it is not for free. β