The Karos are one of those subhumans, with the exception of four eyes and a few tentacles, they look similar to humans, except for their physical anatomy, especially the palms, which are made of some kind of black metal, and the six fingers are covered in scales that look like the claws of some kind of beast.

They also have long sharp thorns hidden in their fingers, extremely sharp, the Karos are naturally strong, can adapt to almost any land environment, are agile in leaps, and have terrifying claws in battle, capable of tearing through steel.

Regardless of the location, the Karos are quite popular, although they are simple-minded, they have a loyal personality, once they have their friendship, they will never betray, and they are strong in combat, and they are the first choice of guards for those great nobles.

It's just that these few Karot people are all old and weak, with blood stains on their bodies, and there are wounds in some places, obviously no one will choose this kind of cannon fodder-like characters.

Otherwise, they would not have risked their lives to go into the wasteland in exchange for money and food.

The dilapidated car roared violently and headed straight for the town.

"Uncle Andrew, today's income is very good!"

One of them, the young Caro star, was not frightened by the eerie atmosphere around him, and still said to the leading old man with a grin.

"Oh, Laika, you little slippery head, I'm sure you kid must have gotten some good stuff this time."

A few scavengers next to him joked.

As a vulnerable group among the scavengers, they are almost natural allies, and in any case, in such a damn place, one more person is equivalent to one more hope of survival.

The scavengers are always on the verge of life and death, except for the characters in their own team, they have no shame or credibility to treat outsiders, and they can do anything. Many scavengers have their own circles and secret ways of communicating, and if outsiders approach the group rashly, there is a high risk that they will be gnawed to the bone.

"Yes, I was lucky enough to pick up an A-grade dagger today, and it should be able to sell it for a lot of money, right?"

The boy grinned and played with a dagger, this dagger looked to have been eroded by the years, the blade was still shining with a bright cold light, the structure was a little different from an ordinary dagger, the handle was decorated with gems of various colors, extremely gorgeous, into a streamlined shape, with a bleeding groove, the tip was slightly cocked, into a barb, can easily hook the flesh.

"Oh! Good luck boy, this must be used by those big nobles, at least worth tens of thousands of star dollars! ”

Several people next to him were stunned, and their eyes were undisguised hot.

This is definitely a lot of money, and in the small town of Ankaru, there are at least a thousand thugs who live in the dark world. For two or three hundred star dollars, they can ruthlessly kill an ordinary person: one thousand star dollars, they dare to kidnap a girl from a good family on the street: give them ten thousand star dollars, they dare to attack a small nobleman: fifty or sixty thousand star dollars, enough for hundreds of ruthless thugs to gather and wash a nobleman's estate in blood.

"Hey! Now it's developed! ”

Everyone was smiling, and with such a sum of money, they would be able to live a prosperous life for a few more days, without having to risk radiation mutations, fighting those ferocious mutants, and beware of other scavengers who were even more murderous and cunning than mutants.

The small town of Ankaru is a human-controlled city, and although it is chaotic, it also has a minimum bottom line and rules!

But the wasteland is a place where monsters are entrenched, and there are too many dark, chaotic, and bloody things here. Because of the corpse of a monster at a sky-high price, or other materials and wealth, there are many cases of cannibalism between scavenger squads! Of course, most of them are strong squads to grab weak teams.

Many of the scavengers in the wilderness area died in the mouths of monsters, but many died at the hands of other scavengers.

At the front of the group, the outline of a small town already loomed, they looked at each other and smiled, involuntarily quickened their pace, and then quickly ran towards the town in the distance with the loot.

Today's harvest was extremely gratifying, the seven wilderness vipers weighed more than 500 catties, and these snake meat could make their small group live a good life comfortably for a few days. As for the snake skin and snake scales, especially the fangs and sacs, as well as this delicate and gorgeous A-rank dagger, some mecha parts, which can be exchanged for some precious items with the secret merchant.

For example, without any contaminated food, water, and medicines against radiation, they can protect their weapons and armor!

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It was a desolate and empty place, the sky was overcast, the cold wind was howling, it was a lifeless and desolate place, the wreckage of some dilapidated war machines and a large number of bones, half-hidden in the sand, vaguely telling their history.

It was once a battlefield of ancient times, but the hustle and bustle of the past has long since fallen silent, and now it is a dead land that no one has set foot in.

"Uncle has a situation!" When the Beetle armored car was less than twenty miles from the town, a voice suddenly sounded outside the carriage and pulled Andrew out of his excitement.

"What's the noise? The fuss was not the first day into the loss. How can one by one still be the same as a novice. How many times have I told you to calm down. Only calm scavengers are the best scavengers. Don't you understand that? ”

Loudly reprimanded, Daddy Andrew poked his head out of the skylight above the carriage, his face full of anger.

"It's not uncle, look there!" The lookout on the roof of the car did not flinch at all because of the uncle's anger, but stretched out his finger and pointed in a direction.

Following this direction, Daddy Andrew saw it at a glance......

A group of more than 100 wild dogs, all blackened and frighteningly red, surrounded them from all directions.

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A terrible howl instantly enveloped the area, and in that howl, an incomparably murderous aura was transmitted.

The low roar sounded in all directions, in any direction in all directions, and a pair of eyes that emitted a faint green light appeared in all directions, and in the dark night, a pair of green eyes did make people's hearts chill.

In that murderous gaze, there was a desire for food.

Looking at the light of the group, it is basically looking at the food, the eyes of the prey.

"Damn, it's a pack of hyenas!"

Uncle Andrew's face suddenly became very ugly.

These wild dogs were supposed to be the hounds kept by the great nobles, but after the outbreak of war, they wandered around the wasteland, and eventually began to eat the flesh of the dead, and their eyes were already red. After radiation mutation, this wild dog is densely covered with various toxins in its mouth, and its personality is ferocious and tyrannical, a little more ferocious than a wild wolf, and it is the most terrifying social creature in the wasteland today.

The original small body has become the size of a motorcycle under the radiation mutation, and the skin is thick and the strength is amazing, and the claws and teeth can tear through steel, almost the natural enemy of all scavengers.

"How the hell could you have touched these things!! Tell everyone to get ready to fight!! ”

Andrew's face changed dramatically, and he climbed out of the car and over the roof of the car in a few clicks. snatched the telescope from the lookout, ignoring the wind and sand from the pavement, and when he looked closely, the muscles on his face twitched because of the overexcitement.

These hyenas are the most feared of the lost pack killers, easily tearing through the claws and fangs of steel, which, combined with their dense numbers, make them a formidable threat. Not to mention the average scavenger in the number of groups, even a regular mercenary team often doesn't get much benefit, let alone their own puppet bug truck.

"Alert!"

Andre roared and took out the gun on his waist, this is a B-class old-fashioned musket "burst", thick and strong feel, except for the 25 mm barrel, it looks a bit tiger-headed, the overall shape is simple and elegant, it is a good gun with good power in B-class firearms.

It is already filled with gunpowder projectiles and is ready to be fired.

The handle of the gun was covered with a thick iron sheet, and it was stained with blackened blood, as well as other dirt that could not be told whether it was brain pulp or bone marrow. This heavy musket is obviously not only capable of bombardment, but the handle of the gun is also a powerful murder weapon, and it may be used more often.

The others also unloaded their assault rifles and quickly reloaded.

Even the young Laika clenched the A-class dagger he had just picked up.

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The roars came and went, like waves, and even formed a series of long sounds that echoed in everyone's ears, and the ears of the people who shook were buzzing.

It was like the bloom of blood-colored fireworks, and a cloud of smoke rose up on the earth, with the smell of sulfur burning, and a large group of gray shadows rose up, and there were more than a hundred hyenas, rushing towards this place frantically.

The nine men quickly equipped their guns, occupied the favorable terrain, and launched an attack at the first time, the trajectory left by the bullets when they shuttled through the air everywhere in the air, the fire dragon danced wildly, and the terrible scream resounded in the ears.

Countless bullet casings rained down on the ground, bouncing off a pleasant metal crunch, and a metal storm spewed from the muzzle of the gun crashed down on one hyena after another.

The bullets pierced the sky with astonishing heat, weaving together into a blinding bright light, and the entire sky was cut to pieces by the criss-crossing web of fire, like a white canvas that had been wantonly cut by a naughty boy with a razor.

The bullets fired from the muzzle of the gun have already whistled out a sharp wind in the air, spraying off the barrel one after another, and the bullets sprayed wildly instantly formed a powerful metal storm, and the red flames attached to the bullet head were like small sparks, shining brilliantly in the air, spinning and flying at high speed.

One by one, the hyenas' heads were blown off and they fell to the ground on the spot.

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