The battle lasted for half an hour, and the entire camp was scrubbed with a dense barrage of bullets. Dozens of corpses lay on the ground, and the tents were staggered and riddled with holes.

The camp was dead silent under the back-and-forth of searchlights. Afterwards, the garrison entered the camp one after another, searched for the remaining enemies, and re-fired those who were not dead.

After making sure that there were no survivors in the camp, Lao Di put away his sniper rifle and walked into the camp and began to clear the loot. Then Ye Xinling also walked into the camp, and she looked at the familiar or unfamiliar corpses everywhere with a complicated face. After a while, she stopped in front of a corpse lying on its back on the ground, with a large-caliber bullet piercing through its chest and abdomen.

This corpse was a swarthy and slightly obese man, he was the head of the Blackstone mercenaries and the previous master of Ye Xinling.

At this time, the iron slag came over with a heavy straight machete. He is mending the corpse, because with current technology, as long as the brain is not completely destroyed, it can be transformed into a mechanized modified person through guò surgery. Of course, if the body is dead for more than 4 hours and there is no freezing measure, no one can be brought back to life.

Iron Slag glanced at the corpse of the black man, raised the knife and was about to split his head, but Ye Xinling stretched out his hand to stop it. She looked at the corpse of the head of the black stone group with some unbearable eyes, and begged, "Master, he is the head of the group, please leave him a whole corpse." ”

Iron Slag frowned, then walked away. This is an endless sea of sand, the death rate of the brain will be accelerated, and it is difficult to have frozen equipment here, so he didn't insist either.

But before he could take a few steps, there was a sudden scream behind him!

Iron Slag quickly turned around, only to see Ye Xinling being stuck by a black and thin man's neck, and was retreating step by step. The thin black man's body kept sliding on the sand. It is estimated that he has been hiding in the sand until the iron slag leaves, then he suddenly bursts out and grabs the only woman in the team as a hostage.

"Get out of the way! Or I'll kill her! The thin black man shouted from behind Ye Xinling. He looked a little flustered, as if his whole body was trembling.

Iron Slag looked at the thin black man silently, and by the lights of the camp car, he could see that the other party was about twenty years old, which was considered a young man. Then Iron Slag showed a lazy expression and asked him, "What do you want?" ”

At this time, Lao Di came with people and surrounded the other party in the middle.

"Don't come here, or I'll kill her!" The thin black man shouted in a panic.

"If you have something to say, don't hurt people, you can talk about anything, what do you want?" The old flute was appeased.

"Give me a sand cart and I'll let her go when I leave."

The old flute turned his head to look at the iron slag with inquiry in his eyes.

"Are you black?" Ye Xinling suddenly asked.

"You...... You are...... Secretary Ye! How did you end up here! The thin black man finally saw the hostage clearly, and immediately lost his voice.

"Black, the head of the regiment is dead, you join us, it's all a mess to eat anywhere."

"Leaf ...... Secretary Ye, how can you ......" Hei's brain didn't turn a corner for a while, and he stuttered a little under the great change.

Ye Xinling's gaze moved to the iron slag, "This is Xinling's current master, a hundred times more powerful than the head of the Black Stone, you can follow him with Xinling, it is 11,000 times better than following the head of the group." ”

Iron Slag frowned imperceptibly, he didn't promise anything. However, his unhappiness was also fleeting, after all, Ye Xinling was still in the hands of the other party.

Hearing Secretary Ye's words, Hei seemed to be a little shaken, and asked hesitantly, "Secretary Ye, will they kill me?"

"In the future, I will be my own person, what good is it to kill you as a soldier?" Without waiting for the other party to answer, Ye Xinling then asked, "What are you doing here?" What's the task?"

"Catch sandworms...... Yes...... There was an injured golden sandworm, and the regimental commander led us to chase it all the way, and here we were. ”

"Do you have any information? Directions?" Ye Xinling continued to ask.

"Yes...... There is information. Black replied honestly.

"Show it to us, we're here to catch sandworms, too." Ye Xinling arrived with surprise.

The atmosphere at the scene became relaxed, Lao Di motioned for the team members to retreat, and then smiled, "Brother, if you have information, you will be counted as a meritorious service, and you will be counted as one more share when you divide the money, we are the garrison of Tieshan Town, I am the captain Lao Di, go back and arrange a position for you, how about it?"

"Really...... Really?" Hei asked overjoyed. It's much better to be a full-fledged garrison than to be a mercenary. At the same time, Hei gradually let go of the hand that was holding Ye Xinling's neck.

Just when the atmosphere was getting more and more relaxed, the situation suddenly changed!

The problem is not black, but Ye Xinling! I saw that she suddenly broke free from control, and then pulled out her pistol and pulled the trigger continuously at the stunned black!

"Bang bang bang!" After a few gunshots, Black collapsed in a pool of blood with an expression of disbelief.

Then the crowd dispersed, and continued to do what they had to do. Tie Slag didn't ask, and Ye Xinling didn't explain.

In fact, what Ye Xinling thought in her heart was very simple, she didn't want to bring the past to the present, and this black may still be a time bomb that knows everything.

After a while, the old flute reported to the iron slag with a happy face. In addition to recovering what I lost, I also gained a lot of vehicles and equipment this time. Blackstone mercenaries have a lot of things, at least worth 500 gold. In addition, an Sand Sea Flying Fish was also seized from the iron slag side.

"Fighting war is indeed the fastest way to get rich." Lao Di sighed.

Iron Slag was a little uninterested, "Five people died, how can I explain when I go back?"

Lao Di lowered his voice and said, "The garrison has an unprovoked casualty index of twenty people every year, and the eldest sister basically doesn't use it much. Then he said meaningfully, "As long as the hole of money is filled, no one will be held accountable for how many deaths you have, this is the rule of the Autonomous Council, and it is also the rule of this world." ”

Iron Slag raised his head and looked at the starry sky, "Every life of the iron old man is precious. ”

At this time, if it were someone else, he would definitely look at the iron slag in disbelief. This is obviously a murderous wolf without blinking, but he still pretends to say such things, this is simply such a thing as a cat crying a mouse and a crocodile crying. But Lao Di is no one else, he understands the young man in front of him, and can see the deepest kindness in his heart. As long as others do not infringe on his interests, he will not disregard the lives of others.

"Right...... It's just that we don't have the capacity to do it yet. Lao Di replied. Although he had never seen the iron old man in the mouth of the iron slag, he also had respect for this iron-clad old man. It is rare to be able to survive and live with dignity in such a cruel environment, and to be able to have kindness in your heart.

At this time, Ye Xinling came over, she raised the paper information in her hand, "Master, they have been tracking an injured golden sandworm, the data shows that the golden sandworm has been hit by several hunting bombs with wireless signal transmitters, we can track its signal." ”

"Forget it, the harvest is almost over, let's go back." Iron slag arrived, he didn't want to expand the casualty number anymore, and now he will accept it when he sees it. Later, Lao Di also expressed his support, after all, after the death of five teammates, everyone was uncomfortable.

After clearing the loot, assigning the temporary driver of the vehicle, loading everything into the car, Iron Slag ordered everyone to rest in place, and set off for Iron Mountain Town after dawn.

But after dawn, when Iron Slag sat in the cockpit of Comet II, another unbelievable thing happened.

Sending a distress signal in the sand is tantamount to a beautiful woman stripped naked and invited someone else to come to her. The rule of the Sand Sea is that asking for help represents surrender and a relationship of giving and taking.

Combined with Ye Xinling's information, Iron Slag guessed that one of the signals came from the injured golden sandworm, while the other signal might be the team tracking the sandworm. Then there was a battle between the two sides, and the human side was hunted instead of being hunted, so they began to send distress signals. After all, it is impossible for a sandworm to send a distress signal......

At this moment, the mechanical synthesis sound of a girl was heard on the radio again.

Hearing this news, Iron Slag no longer hesitated, and immediately asked Lao Di to assemble a team and march towards the place for help.

As a man, there is a gambling nature in the soul. It's the same with iron slag, especially since he grew up picking up garbage, and he is still quite enthusiastic about picking things up and making a fortune. Assuming that the two warring sides are the golden sandworm and the human, the sandworm will definitely not pick up human things.

The equipment all over the place must be worth a lot! After all, a team that is confident that it can hunt golden sandworms will at least not be much worse than the Blackstone mercenaries.

As soon as he thought of this, the iron slag blood boiled, and the haze swept away the call for the team to move forward.

A few minutes later, the team arrived near the coordinates.

The thick smell of gunpowder smoke came with the wind, and from a distance, it was a mess, full of soldiers' corpses, burnt sand cars, armored sand cars, locomotives, and even the remains of mechs.

Seeing such a scene, the thoughts in everyone's hearts were: "It's gone!" Get rich! ”

Then everyone rushed to the battlefield like crazy and began to search for valuable supplies and equipment.

"Wow, there are two golden cans in this money bag!" "Vulcan Cannon! Many parts of this coyote are still intact and shipped back to sell for a lot of money. "SSTM's professional bulletproof vest, good stuff." "Big head, come and take a look, this armored car can be opened after repairing."

As if they had celebrated a harvest festival, they were shouting in surprise and stuffing their pockets. It's not something you have fought hard for, but it's something you picked up with no effort.

Iron Slag stood at the end of the sand dunes not far away, looking at the busy team members, and a feeling of unease suddenly surged in his heart. He thought about it for a while, and finally remembered that there was no one to see!

So who sent the distress signal?

Thinking of this, Iron Slag ran quickly towards Comet Two, and as soon as he jumped into the cockpit, he heard Alice's emergency call.

"Suffered a ......" Iron Slag flashed this thought, and immediately jumped into the car and shouted loudly, "All get on the car, this is a trap, quickly retreat!" ”