The green garbage truck, which was originally an object that people could cover their noses and subconsciously avoid in a normal world, has now become the only eye-catching moving object in the wasteland world.

The sandy soil loses so much water that it is like a dirt road to step on, but it is impossible to support any kind of plants.

On this sandy land, Song Ying drove a garbage truck to find her target.

If you find a human gathering place, you may be able to find equipment to check for radiation and anti-radiation medicine, after all, it is not possible to travel more than 300 kilometers in a moment.

The dry ground struggles to hold the green garbage truck forward,

Ten minutes later, the ground next to the garbage truck slowly vibrated with frequency.

No matter how fast the garbage truck was moving, the ground shook around the wheels, as if some beast was about to rush out of the ground.

Song Ying, who was bored looking for traces of human beings, held the steering wheel with one hand and clicked on a song boringly.

Boom!!

A wild dog-sized creature suddenly pounced in front of his car, and he subconsciously stepped on the brakes, but he still couldn't control the car and knocked the creature that suddenly pounced out.

The large wild dog struggled twice on the ground and then remained motionless.

Song Ying, who knew how dangerous this world was, did not take it lightly, he pulled out~ the pistol on his waist, and scanned the surroundings with great effort, looking for possible ambushes.

He could already see the creature in the distance that had been knocked into the air by himself, a mouse, a rat the size of a wild dog!

It just so happened that he was hit in the head by the garbage truck he was driving, so that he could end the battle early.

There are many monsters, mutants, and even resurrected zombies in this world that have been transformed by radiation, and he can't help but be cautious.

He quickly stepped out of the garbage truck,

Boom!

With another bang, the ground exploded into a waist-thick crater.

The figure of the rat, not inferior to the wild dog, sprang out again.

Song Ying turned the muzzle of the gun and smoothly took away the other party's life with a bullet.

But that's not the end.

Perhaps the stopped garbage truck made those mutant rats think that they could launch a full-scale attack, bang, bang, the sound of explosions on the ground was endless, and after a while, Song Ying found himself surrounded by more than fifty rats the size of wild dogs.

It took two magazines to reduce the number of rats around me by ten.

Don't say others, even if it is a tiger that is the strongest in the feline family, it can only temporarily avoid the edge in the face of this kind of power, but Song Ying is not among them, as long as he uses all his strength, he is not afraid to double the number of mice.

In fact, he was about to use these mutant rats to consider his current strength.

As soon as he lost the firearm in his hand, he heard a gunshot.

Bang!

A rat falls to the ground.

Then the gunshots rang out, and one rat after another fell to the ground, and was instantly panicked by ~ killing half of the rat swarm, and gave up besieging Song Ying, preparing to find out who was encircling and suppressing his own group.

For more than ten seconds, only the sound of gunshots could be heard.

And in such a short period of time, the rat colony has been completely killed.

In the end, only the largest giant rat remained, and this rat may have had the wisdom to not look for the enemy who attacked him and the others, but pointed the spearhead at Song Ying, stepped out with four paws, and killed him.

Song Ying secretly clenched her fists, ready to use one punch to solve this not dangerous encirclement and suppression incident.

But he heard a gunshot in the distance, and the mouse that jumped to the height was killed instantly.

More than fifty mutant rats the size of wild dogs ended with being wiped out by snipers hiding in the shadows.

Song Ying, who is now very comparable in combat effectiveness, can easily deal with bullets and firearms, so even if he knows that there is a marksman in the dark, he is not afraid at all.

"Get rich, get rich!" Behind a small dirt bag in the distance, the laughter of a small child was heard.

What rushed out was a ten-year-old boy with a sniper rifle, bald, heavily dressed and tattered.

"Little Jack, slow down!" He was followed by a girl with a single ponytail, who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, and who also held a sniper rifle.

Two marksmen!

"Hey" The boy named Little Jack trotted in front of Song Ying, raised his head to Zou Zou, and said to him angrily, "We saved you just now, these mutant rats are our prey, you have no opinion!" ”

As two sisters and brothers struggling in the wasteland world and living at the bottom, little Jack and his sister have always been active in this area, surviving by picking up other people's guns and supplies, and killing some mutated creatures on weekdays.

Of course, he has saved many passers-by, but how can he be ordinary people who can struggle in this apocalypse? After knowing that their saviors were two little children, most of them became ill-intentioned, and even pretended to be pitiful and robbed them of their guns and food!

If it weren't for the fact that there were many experiences in life-and-death struggles, the two of them would have died long ago.

So little Jack decided not to be a good person anymore.

"This time, I just want to kill some mutant rats and exchange meat for bottle caps, not because this yellow man is too dangerous to fall into a rat colony, so I want to save him, that's right! That's it! Little Jack made a lot of excuses for himself in his mind.

Song Ying didn't know what the little bald head was talking about, he shrugged his shoulders, saying that he didn't want to snatch their "spoils".

Seeing that he didn't mean to rob, the girl and the little bald head glanced at each other, happily pulled out ~ the skinning knife in the boots, and skillfully harvested their booty.

After more than twenty minutes, when the two were busy, Little Jack wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Sister, it's time for lunch"

"Let's eat some rat meat first, and then buy other food when we make money" The girl sighed helplessly, they all knew that biological meat mutated by radiation was inedible, but in the current wasteland world, food without radiation was difficult to cultivate, and even if there was, they couldn't afford to eat it.

According to the current situation, soon they will die or become mutants because they have eaten too much radiation, the kind of thing that people are not ghosts and ghosts.

If you don't eat, you will starve to death soon, and because you are hungry and weak, it is not necessary to let the strange man in front of you snatch the prey of the two of you.

Thinking of the strange man, the sister and brother looked at each other and immediately looked up, only to find that the other party didn't know when to take out a big bag.

Tear open the bag, and inside is a strong wheat aroma - bread!!

Boom!

Little Jack swallowed his saliva, "Sister, he, he seems to be eating bread" that kind of thing, you can only see in those history textbooks, even some rich people can't afford to eat bread.

The low yield of wheat makes this pasta extremely expensive.

"It seems" The girl glanced at the mutated rat meat in her hand, and suddenly felt that these things that she usually used to fill her stomach had become very disgusting.

"Don't look at Little Jack," the girl nudged her brother and shoved the mutated rat meat in her hand, "Hurry up and eat, we'll go back to the town and sell later"

"But......" Little Jack reluctantly caught the rat meat, but looked intently at Song Ying munching on the bread.

Song Ying, who was eating bread and drinking mineral water, noticed that the little bald head who was peeling the skin of a mouse kept his eyes on his hands.

Only then did he suddenly realize that this was a wasteland world, a doomsday world full of radiation and unable to cultivate plants, and he was just bread to satisfy hunger, and in the eyes of the other party, he was afraid that it was no less than the Manchu and Han full banquets in the eyes of beggars.

Carrying a small package from the car, Song Ying walked slowly to the little bald two, although the two held the gun in their hands, they subconsciously shrunk.

While feeling amused by the other party's timidity, Song Ying handed over the package in his hand, "Do you want to eat?" ”