After a week-long black rainstorm stopped, the temperature gradually climbed from 4 degrees Celsius to 41 degrees Celsius. The humid air blown by the sea breeze makes people's bodies sticky.

A Tier I modified off-road vehicle hidden in the bushes on a mound outside Daybreak Base. In the car sat four stout men, shirtless, carrying submachine guns or shotguns, with machetes stuck in their hands.

A team that is not very well equipped, with a pitiful small number.

The co-pilot's emaciated bald head, with a military binocular, constantly patrolled the passing vehicles on the highway - it seemed that because of the fine weather, a large number of survivors were constantly coming and going, busy with various tasks.

"Boss! Is the information reliable? The driver ate the protein cubes, his brows furrowed.

"Brother, be patient in following this. The A-level limited mission issued by the military is a rare occurrence. Limited to 20 teams. Small cost, big return. The bald head licked the corners of his mouth in reply, but his attention never left the path to and from Daybreak.

"No one has any news of Cheng Borui, how can we know about it? You don't even know what he looks like or what kind of car he drives. The two villains behind him were also listless, fanning their bodies with their hands, obviously the heat made them languishing.

"That's because they found the real Cheng Borui, so they have to ask Lord Yama." The bald man smiled, a sly expression.

The companions came to their senses and looked at each other and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"As far as I know, Cheng Borui is dead. Then the murderer used his name to do evil. The bald man was right.

"Really? Who is the murderer? The companions approached and asked the same questions.

"The murderers were a group of men in tarpaulin shirts driving a car with a knife on the front."

"Reliable information?"

"It's true! Look at! The Chinese people really couldn't help but read. The bald man put down his binoculars with a wicked smile and gestured to the razor speeding of several modified cars on the highway.

Unbeknownst to him, He Hao finished trading firearms; After inspecting the property, he planned to gather the remaining members of the Bear Kids Gang and take advantage of the night to implement the plan to loot the cement factory. The wandering of his thoughts made him not even aware of the line dog not far away.

"Quick! Come on! Come on! That car is so fast! The bald man finally squatted to He Hao, and when he saw that he was about to miss it, he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

In front of the off-road vehicle that had just started, a motorcycle suddenly sprang out. The rider was a man with black and white hair, a metal spear on his back, and a nail gun. Wearing a torn one-piece overalls. The eyes are awe-inspiring, and the embarrassed beard and beard make him look manly - it is Bin Qing.

"Toot toot! The driver flapped his horn and roared angrily: "I want to get out of the way!" ”

"Hurry up and get out of the way!" The bald man picked up the submachine gun on top of the fire and pointed it at Bin Qing, angry, if it wasn't for killing him, the corpse and the motorcycle would have blocked the way. The bald head would have pulled the trigger long ago.

Bin Qing didn't say anything, but quickly raised the nail gun, and the thick nail **** came out under high pressure, like a bullet that shot through the windshield and into the heads of the group of people; Intraocular ; In the mouth and nose.

Bin Qing didn't even need to be examined, he was sure that this group of people would definitely die—the nails had soaked through the ******, and the throats were sealed with blood.

At this moment, the razor was about to disappear at the end of the road, so Bin Qing wrung a handful of oil and chased after it. But all of this, not over, was farther away, and was taken in by a few pairs of eyes.

The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind!

"Brother...... Let's go, it's too dangerous......" A delicate voice came out of an unmodified Boiling Asia sedan. The owner of the voice was a 20-year-old girl, beautiful as a flower but dirty as a wild cat, wearing a sports shirt and her bare hands.

The driver was a lad. Shirtless, with a totem tattoo on each shoulder, and medium and long hair combed into braids. Handsome like a star, somewhat similar to a girl, is a dragon and phoenix fetus. Carrying a machete, he started the car. "This is an opportunity, and we can't afford to miss it," he whispered. Keep up with the modified car at the front, find a hiding place, and earn 2,000 new yuan! ”

Skinny guy sitting in the co-pilot. Pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose, he looked about the same age as his brother and sister, with a yellow and thin face, like a skeleton. Holding a welded long-handled war spear, he resignedly said: "It's a shame that we're far away, or we'll let the tail knife be ......."

"What is a tail knife?" The girl didn't understand the words.

"Dedicated to the queen of the palace, the role of killing the line dog." After the elder brother lifted the car to the SUV, he picked up the submachine gun from the bald corpse, then scavenged some small money and bullets, and chased after Bin Qing and He Hao again......

Unbeknownst to him, He Hao and Xiaobei drove to the front and went to the abandoned factory.

Bin Qing cautiously followed behind, engrossed in it, not paying attention to his back.

The brother and sister followed with the man with glasses at the end, staring at Bin Qing.

Three different minds of vehicles are connected in a line, separated by 300 meters. All the way north......

The little shell in the razor couldn't stand the heat and took off the tarpaulin shirt, and even the Motu long coat was open. Because she was almost naked inside, her fully developed body made people blush through the wet vest.

"It's so hot." Xiaobei looked at the cloudless sky, only the dazzling scorching sun and said.

"It's really weird, it's supposed to be June now, it shouldn't be so hot." He Hao couldn't help but strip off his upper body and take off the lag mask.

Xiaobei was angry and skimmed He Hao's face - she hadn't seen He Hao's true face for a long time, and she had a familiar strangeness.

She stretched her hand out of the window, banged on the car door, couldn't find a topic for a long time, and held back a sentence for a long time: "Is it appropriate to sell 9T to the outside world?" There is no advantage in weapons for us. ”

He Hao smiled rarely, he didn't expect Xiaobei to have her own ideas, it seems that she has really grown up.

"Laughing at what?" Xiaobei stuck her feet out of the window, paralyzed, and completely lost the girl's reserve.

"It's nothing, you don't have to worry about this. I have my own measure, the special steel bullet used by 9T, selling guns and not bullets, and others have no power when they hold it. In addition, Lin Feng is right, I should really let the raven come up with some new tricks. He Hao said, looked at Xiaobei and asked, "What gun do you like?" ”

Xiaobei gestured with both hands to form a connected gun-shaped gesture, and said in a playful foley voice: "Big gun!" Defeat an enemy! "The eyes with scars have faded to murderous aura, and they are as lovely as the little girl next door.

She doesn't know when her appearance has become more pretty, and her previously somewhat round face has lost baby fat, showing a standard melon seed face. Although her skin is a little darkened and her eyes have long scars, she can't stop her charm, big eyes, and small mouth. High nose bridge and short bun. Standard Asian beauty. There is coldness in naughtiness, and tenderness is hidden in coldness.

She talked eloquently, He Hao actually turned a deaf ear, staring at those big eyes in a daze, and almost hit a tree during the process, and the two stopped talking......

The speeding razor arrives at the abandoned factory. 4 evil boys and 3 janissary girls were armed at the door as agreed.

Manpower with a pistol and assault rifle, 800 rounds of ammunition. Equipped with 6 additional high-explosive grenades.

There was no need to make a big deal about this operation, He Hao guessed that there would not be too many garrisons in a cement factory, and these few armed men would be enough.

In order to reduce the impact point, everyone shared a Tier II combat modified vehicle, the Magma.

The car was confiscated from Prison No. 13. It was an elongated Humvee, covered entirely in steel and welded metal windows, leaving only a narrow lookout and shooting holes. The aviation door used for the door is heavy and explosion-proof. The chassis is sealed with a thick rubber layer, and the beam frame is reinforced and welded to increase the load-bearing stability. And the tail box has been modified to be turbocharged, which is very powerful. It's just that the body is long and the suspension system can't be modified, and the off-road performance is poor.

True to its name, the lava truck has removed the luxurious interior and seats, and added 2 slime flamethrowers and fuel tanks to spray flames from both sides. However, the number of passengers was reduced to 8, but the evil boy and the guard girl who accompanied them were smaller, even if they were overcrowded. There's also a lot of room for action.

Each person carries less than enough food and fresh water. Everyone followed Lin Feng's prompts and marched towards the cement factory......

After seeing He Hao's action, Bin Qing, who was perfectly hidden, re-accompanied him, as did the brothers and sisters who were following him in the distance......

Updated......

(End of chapter)