Chapter 153: Highway of Death

The army chariot escorted several people to a highway on the edge of the city, and Du Dian and the others saw several black beast-like cars parked on the side of the road, whether the cars were high-grade or not, and it could be seen from the texture of the paint, obviously, these cars belonged to the top high-end cars.

A middle-aged gentleman in a tuxedo was waiting next to the car, dressed meticulously, his hair stood up very neatly, his permed pale blonde hair was quite upper-class aristocratic style, and the dark gold watch on his wrist showed his mature temperament, he waved to the army chariot, waited for the chariot to stop, stepped forward, and identified himself, it was the assistant in charge of the administrative department sent by the Hosk company to pick up Du Dian and others.

The temperament of a supervisor's assistant looked so elegant, which surprised Dudian and others, and they also had a deeper understanding of the Hosk company.

Several people got out of the tank and were transferred to the black car, and Dudian learned that in peacetime in the Federation, army vehicles were forbidden to drive within the city limits. This rule made him smell a little different.

The car drove along the highway into the city, the scenery outside the window became clearer and clearer, and the faint fog around the highway gradually faded, and it was not long before Dudian saw from a distance that there were people on the road in front of the car, walking with a cane, dressed very sloppily, like a beggar, with his hair scattered and draped, moving along the road.

As the car approached, he seemed to hear the roar of the engine, and when the man turned around, Dudian saw a dirty face, a teenager, but he was so hungry that he was skinny, and the rags on his chest were lifted by the wind, and the ribs inside were shriveled in rows, which was shocking.

Seeing the car, the young man's numb eyes suddenly burst into light, and he opened his hand suddenly, rushed towards the middle of the road, and stretched out his hand to block it.

"Damn scavengers!" On the co-pilot, the middle-aged man in the tuxedo who had been polite also saw the figure of the young man, scolded in a low voice, and his tone was very disgusted, he took out a handkerchief from his pants pocket, covered his mouth, and then ordered the driver to roll down the window and reach out the window, holding a gun in his hand!

Seeing this shot, Du Dian's eyes flashed with a cold light.

Boom!

The gunfire rang out suddenly, and the teenager who reached out to block the car was killed from afar, and the middle-aged man in the tuxedo had very good marksmanship, directly hitting the young man's forehead, and the terrifying bullet power exploded the entire head of the young man, turning into a headless corpse, and fell down, blood flowed out, staining the road red.

"Get around." The middle-aged man in the tuxedo withdrew his palm, rolled up the window, and then wiped the barrel of the gun with a handkerchief covering his mouth, as if the barrel of the gun that had been stretched out earlier was contaminated with germs, wiped it very carefully, and at the same time commanded the driver in a cold voice.

The driver's skill was very skillful, and the body shook in a slight arc, bypassing the young man's body, but the people sitting in the car did not feel much shaking.

Dudian looked out of the car window, the young man's blood was still gurgling from his neck, and the wind of the car drove the fallen leaves on the ground to hide the blood, but more blood meandered out from under the fallen leaves.

Dudian turned his head and glanced at the other three mechists in the car, only to find that they looked as usual, as if they were commonplace, and they had long since disagreed.

He was slightly silent, and suddenly felt that in his heart, as if something was missing, what was missing, he didn't know, but there was a voice in his heart muttering: It turns out that it is the same everywhere......

The towering steel buildings he saw when he first entered the Federation, as well as the gorgeous buildings and clean cities, made him feel that the civilization here had never been lost, and he felt like he had returned to his home three hundred years ago, but the behavior of the middle-aged man in the tuxedo made him feel unbelievable, as if he had awakened from some beautiful fantasy in an instant, and his heart became extremely cold.

He didn't ask, why did he shoot the teenager, and what were the scavengers? But, he knew that it was a life that fell.

The most terrifying thing is that as a soldier, a warrior, and a mecha division who protects the Federation and the border guards, the three next to him turn a blind eye and are accustomed to it.

Who are they protecting?

The car roared like a beast and roared along the empty and uninhabited highway, brushing past the mountains and trees along the way, but everything felt extremely slow under Dudian's dynamic vision, enough for him to distinguish every scenery in the road.

He saw dry bones on the road, wrapped in rags, some with bullet wounds, some with intact bones, and some rotting corpses, dead no more than two weeks, with birds with black feathers falling on them, beaks as big and sharp as turtledoves, gnawing at their flesh.

The car ran over the edge of the corpses, some of the dry bones that were about to rot, crushed by the wheels of the cars, and the winding road forward, Dudian also saw other scavengers, like the young man, dressed in tatters and starved bones, some scavengers moving forward alone, some two or three, some large and some small, as if they were a family. When these scavengers saw the car, some of them rushed to the road like crazy to block it, but they were shot and killed by a middle-aged man in a tuxedo.

When some saw the car, they quickly avoided the side, as if they knew that with their weak bodies, they could not stop the steel monster that made a beast-like roar.

As he drove longer, he saw more and more scavengers, and later he saw hordes of scavengers wandering aimlessly along the road like walking corpses.

When he saw these groups of scavengers, the middle-aged man in tuxedo asked the driver to open the window on the roof of the car, set up a machine gun from inside, and then put on a gas mask, stand on the co-pilot, and prepare to shoot.

In a group of scavengers, there seemed to be a leader, seeing the posture of the middle-aged man in the tuxedo, he hurriedly scolded those scavengers who were excited when they saw the car, but his reprimand seemed to be insufficient strength, some scavengers listened, but more rushed to the highway with courage, stretched out their hands and swayed, trying to stop the car.

Bang bang bang!

The machine gun swallowed tongues of fire, and seven or eight scavengers were suddenly strafed to pieces, and the bullets of this machine gun were extremely powerful, and their bodies exploded directly after being shot.

The car slowed down and ran over the corpse.

The rest of the scavengers hid on the other side of the road, trembling, with black and white eyes, looking at the middle-aged man in tuxedo in fear.

Du Dian turned his head to look at the scavengers outside from the car window, silently, he suddenly roughly guessed why Su Ming's sister got lung cancer at a young age, this world is really not beautiful everywhere.

Under the roar of the machine gun, the car gradually drove to the end of the road, and Dudian could not remember how many "scavengers" had been killed on the road, until the shadow of the steel building appeared at the end of the road, the middle-aged man in tuxedo put away the machine gun on the roof of the car, removed the gas helmet, sat on the co-pilot and gasped, and wiped the sweat on his neck and face with a new handkerchief.

"Several, when you go to the Hosk company, you have to work hard and try to pass them all." After the middle-aged man in the tuxedo waited for his breathing to be smooth, he turned his head and smiled politely at Du Dian and the others: "Otherwise, on the way back, I don't want to run again, there are too many damn things, and my hands are sore when I kill them." ”

"Of course, we'll definitely get through."

"I hope to pass too."

The three people beside Du Dian laughed.

Seeing that Du Dian was silent, the other person patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, we'll get by." ”

Dudian looked up and glanced at him, a smile slowly appearing on his face.

This person also laughed when he saw Du Di'an's smile, and then talked to the middle-aged man in tuxedo in front of him, wanting to ask about the content of the interview.

No one paid any attention to Dudian, and no one understood his smile.

As the car drove into the city, there were no more scavengers outside the window, the scenery became more and more prosperous, and the surrounding steel buildings became more and more numerous, until they came to the junction of an extremely prosperous and magnificent square, and the car stopped.