……

They are ready to set up camp here, and the water source here is still relatively abundant, but I don't know if there is pollution or not, can they drink it?

There are some uncommon plants growing well in the surrounding area, and it seems that the ecological environment should be well restored.

Daddy and the others were ready to leave the next morning, and all their vehicles formed a large circle in the middle, and a bonfire was lit.

Maybe it's because there are so many people and they're quite confident in their strength, so they don't shy away from the rules of survival in those wildernesses.

……

In a villa on the top of a hill.

"How? They...... How far is it going? The old man in the steel helmet asked. In front of him was a young man, covered in dirt and twig disguise, who was supposed to be a scout for the mob.

"It's not moving, they seem to be camping, I see a campfire...... the guy said.

"Huh? Is it set up in place...... It seems that they will not be going back tonight. That's not going to be easy! The old man paced around the room, his mind thinking.

"Okay, then wait another day, I don't believe they won't leave. Even if we come during the day, we have to act, and we can't do so much! ”

The old man pondered what method he should use to rob them.

"You can continue to investigate, and report to me as soon as there is any movement."

"Yes!" The guy straightened up, then turned and walked away.

"Looks like we'll have to sleep well tonight...... "The old man thought as he walked out of the room.

At dawn, before it was fully light, a sharp knock sounded outside a room on the first floor of the villa.

"Old man Lu, hurry up, it's not good!" A little boy bangs on the door and yells loudly.

The old man in the room had already gotten up, and he was grooming his shapely upturned mustache. Hearing a hurried knock on the door, he hurriedly opened the door.

"Huh? What's the matter, so panicked early in the morning? The old man asked.

"It's from the Sand City, someone is coming! It's the army, they, they've trampled on our barley seedlings......" The little boy grabbed the old man tightly with both hands, and was about to go out.

"Wait...... Don't panic! The old man also felt that the matter was urgent, but he still had to understand the situation before making a decision, which was a major matter involving the lives of dozens of people here! How can you act so recklessly.

As he spoke, he picked up the steel helmet and walked out without stopping.

"Go, you call everyone up, let Cui Zijian and the others take weapons, but don't act rashly, just follow me from afar. Uh, where's my horse? ”

"Hmmm! …… Your horses are behind the house, and I'll call them. The little boy ran away as fast as he could.

On the other side of the hillside, at the foot of the mountain, less than a kilometer away, a horse galloped up, and immediately sat the old man in a steel helmet. His speed didn't slow down in the slightest as he ran on the trail.

In the distance, I saw the army that the little boys were talking about.

Yes, it must be a group of well-trained soldiers.

They were no more courageous than the thugs and stragglers of the wilderness, and everyone wore uniform clothing.

Carrying a spear capable of firing bullets, several leading officers also wore short weapons, sabers pinned to their thighs, scabbards were thrown outward, and the officers were all riding horses.

The vehicles, which were obviously also modified, were parked on a barley field at the moment, and the wheels crushed the ground in a mess, and many barley seedlings were directly crushed. This is the food grown by this group of people on their mountain, how can they tolerate others trampling on it like this.

When the old man saw the comer, he was not so fast, and he began to straighten his clothes, especially his trousers, which he had not fastened when he ran out in a hurry.

There were already some people standing near the army, all those who had come down from the mountain, and when they saw the old man, they all rushed to surround him.

"Look at it, even if it's the defenders of Sand City...... You can't do that! ”

"Well, we're going to waste the only piece of land where we can grow food. These bastards! ”

The old man didn't speak, and rode directly to the middle of the vehicles of the guards of Shacheng.

"Stop! Don't come any closer, don't you hear me! Several guards with weapons shouted at him.

"You guys don't talk too much!" The old man's words were in a majestic tone, and he shouted to the guards as if he were ordering his subordinates.

The guards were also strange to say, and were stunned when they heard his words, and watched him ride up to an officer, and no one dared to move.

The leading officer was also stunned when he saw the person on the horse jumping down, who is this person, so bold, he doesn't even pay attention to the defense troops of Shacheng.

It wasn't until the man approached that he came back to his senses: "Who are you?" Get out of here right now and don't get in the way of our maneuvers! ”

As he spoke, he reached out and pulled out a weapon—a regulated pistol, a weapon that was not something common in the Central Continent, a model produced in the weapons factory in Shacheng. Looking at the appearance, you can see that the recoil of this large-caliber and ferocious gun is quite strong, and it is made in imitation of a weapon called "Desert Eagle" in previous civilizations.

This firearm, once known as Magnum's Eagle, was a widely sought after weapon in the first century.

However, because the power and recoil of this gun are huge, and the mechanical structure is too complex, it cannot adapt to the complex and harsh battlefield environment, it is difficult for ordinary people to use, and it is not equipped with the army......

However, it is said that someone once killed an elk 200 meters away with a sand eagle with a modified extended barrel, which shows that its power is amazing.

……

The man's speed did not slow down in the slightest, but strode up more quickly.

"Stop, stop! Or I'll shoot! The officer shouted.

But the man was already standing before him.

With such calmness, isn't he afraid of death?

The officer didn't shoot, he was just shocked by the man. He was just a fledgling youngster, and he climbed to this position by relying on his family background...... He had no experience in combat and had never even killed anyone......

And he just wanted to scare the people who came.

Even if he did pull out the gun, he wouldn't dare to shoot it—if he shot at this distance, the blood would surely spray from the man's body and onto his face under the impact of this powerful weapon, and he didn't want to be like that.

His hand holding the gun was shaking wildly.

The old man stepped forward and looked at him with a serious expression: "Don't you know who I am?" Look at my face! ”

The officer was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and he really looked at it carefully, the muscles on his face slowly tensed, and he kept thinking hard in his mind, where had he seen this face?

Suddenly, the top of his head was cold, and the soldier's hat was taken off by the old man's hand.

It was put directly on the old man's head: "Hmm! Take a look, take a good look! ”

After saying that, he turned his head sideways, his expression suddenly became strangely serious, and with one hand wiped his two mustaches to the sides of his mouth, and bent them downward, like a circle of beautifully trimmed lip beards, forming a "mouth" shape for the officer to look at again......

The officer's eyes narrowed slightly, darting his brain for some kind of memory.

"Huh? …… Yes! I remember. You are...... That ......"

The officer was obviously taken aback, yes!

He remembered, and the image of the memory was instantly extracted from the memory bank.

Somewhere in Sand City, he had seen the side face of a portrait painting on the wall, and it was indeed very similar to the old man in front of him.