11. Nuclear Bomb Town

Wang Yao stood up with a calm face, and the woman also struggled to stand up under his gaze. Her hair was cluttered and curly, and it was hard to tell her gender without looking closely.

The ragged clothes barely covered the body, and the body covered with dirt emitted a strange smell, which was definitely not good.

She recovered surprisingly quickly.

"My name is Hans. Three days ago, I drank radiation water and pulled it dark, and if there was no pure water, I would definitely die here. As Wang Yao walked towards the gate of the town, Hans staggered after him, saying something else.

Probably because of malnutrition, she is not tall, and the top of her head is only to Wang Yao's collarbone. The voice is about 16 or 7 years old.

Entering the metal gate, there is also a small door inside, push the door to enter, and the eyes suddenly open up.

It's a crater-like town, with a terrain that gets lower the closer you get to the center, and the houses are rudimentary and made of scrap wood and iron plates, and even the slum houses are countless times better than here.

The fence is very high, and the terrain is poor. It's a little dark in the town. Without lights, electricity and oil are scarce.

Some residents wandered aimlessly along the road, their eyes numb like walking corpses. Wang Yao's deliberately worn-out denim outfit is also countless times cleaner and neater than them.

The same voice as the one heard outside sounded beside him, a middle-aged man dressed as a sheriff, wearing a cowboy hat and carrying an assault rifle diagonally. Small round-framed glasses resting on the bridge of the nose.

"Young man, you ...... Oh, what do I see. I can't believe you're alive, Hans. Speaking of the back, the sheriff let out an exclamation.

"Did you get pure water? Is it from him? The sheriff's gaze returned to Wang Yao, looking up and down meaningfully.

Wang Yao's face looked at him as usual.

The sheriff narrowed his eyes, and after ten seconds he moved out of the way behind him, and said, "I'm the mayor of Nuke Town, so you'd better not cause trouble, loiterer." ”

Understanding the meaning from his movements, Wang Yao walked over, followed closely behind by Hans. Walking more than ten meters away, I could still hear the sheriff reading something over there.

"Wasted boy. Actually wasted a bottle of pure water on a homeless man. ”

There are a lot of wandering residents on the road. As he looked at the residents, so did the residents. Strange faces, clean faces and black hair and black eyes, and mutated creatures on their shoulders. A backpack with a bulging back. It looks like there's a lot of good stuff out there.

Someone unconsciously touched the pistol on his waist and the knife in his sleeve, but in the end he didn't move. It's a nuclear bomb town, and there's a sheriff's deterrent to keep these people honest as they walk through the chaos. And they don't want to turn the nuke into a miasma. You can kill others, and others can kill you. No one wants to have their throat slashed by a cold dagger in their sleep.

Some sharp-eyed people noticed Wang Yaoti's corpse in his hand. Ordinary people can't easily lift a hundred-pound acid beast. In particular, the piercing wound on the acid beast's head was not much different from the black spear behind him.

Wang Yao suddenly stopped. Hans, who was following closely, couldn't dodge and crashed into his back.

He turned around, lifted the corpse of the mutant creature weighing nearly 100 catties, and pointed to a stall more than ten meters away.

There was a lot of jerky on it, and a woman with a good figure stood at the back of the stall and peddled it, but no one cared about it.

Hans understood, so he came to take the corpse from Wang Yao's hand.

She underestimated the weight of the corpse, and the moment Wang Yao let go, her hands suddenly sank and slammed to the ground.

Hans's face turned red, and he was covered by the dirt on his face. She dragged the mutant corpse with difficulty. Wang Yao didn't help, just quietly watched her thin body drag the corpse over little by little.

"I need someone to deal with these indigenous people." Wang Yao said. Hans had already dragged the body to the side of the stall and was haggling with the woman.

Wang Yao had some ideas in his heart, so he told Xiao Wu his thoughts: "We may be able to issue a bounty and let these aborigines get blood." Save them one by one to find them. ”

"Good idea, but no possibility of implementation." The small five on the shoulders opened.

Wang Yao pondered for a while, and understood why it said that. The biggest reason: language barriers.

Over there, Hans had already finished bargaining, and he came back with a pile of dirty and rattling things, and held them up to Wang Yao like a treasure. Through the hair stuck together in front of his eyes, his dirty face looks a little funny and cute.

Wang Yao picked up one of them, and the currency looked like a ...... Flattened caps.

Toss the cap back. It's crisp and it's a little nice. It can be seen from Hans's somewhat intoxicated appearance.

No one wants to hunt acid beasts. Its acid is enough to corrode all the tissues of the human body except for the bones, and its social nature is destined to make it impossible to engage in melee combat. Shooting from a distance is not worth the cost. Two or three bullets may not be enough to kill the acid beast, and even if they could, the price of the bullets would be almost equal to the price of a corpse.

Most of the flesh on the acid beast is corrosive. Only the hind leg part is edible. The huge one has only a dozen catties on it that can be eaten.

There are 14 caps in total. Wang Yao confiscated it, and he turned around and continued to wander around the town. Before you know it, you're in the middle of the town, and it's also the bottom of the crater.

At the bottom of the pit, Wang Yao saw an object that made his scalp tingle.

Nuclear bomb.

An undetonated nuclear bomb, to be exact.

It slanted into the ground, and for some reason it didn't detonate. Over the years, a small puddle has been stored around it. Nobody dealt with it. No one dared to drink it. Although the radiation level of the detector is still only green.

The people here may not recognize what it is, so let the behemoth that is enough to wipe out a hundred miles of square feet sit here. There's even a small town built around it.

What a lunatic.

Rao is Wang Yao couldn't help but look ugly and scolded in a low voice.

Fortunately, although the people here did not understand the danger, they knew that it was dangerous, and almost no one came to the bottom of the pit.

Returning the same way, Wang Yaobi gestured to Hans to find a place to rest. She understood, and led Wang Yao to a small two-story building in the middle of the crater, which, like other buildings, was crooked and built with iron and wooden planks.

There is also a rusty signboard above, and a half-naked beauty can be faintly seen lying on her side. One can't help but think of what special services there may be.

Pushing the door to enter, unlike the deserted outside world, there were many people sitting in the seats, and some whispers came into the ears. The oil lamps on the bar glow dimly.

If you don't think about the dilapidated and dirty residents, it may be a very heartwarming scene.

Behind the bar stood a zombie, an ugly man with his bare skin corroded and his nose crooked. If he encounters him in Resident Evil, Wang Yao will shoot him without hesitation. (To be continued.) )