The next day, He Xi and Hale left Irons, led by Keith, and headed towards their camp. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Isn't there any better clothes", He Xi pulled the coarse cloth coat with a strong wasteland atmosphere on his body, and asked Hall who was walking beside him.

The clothes he took out of the shelter had already been torn in the fierce battle with the ghouls during the day, and during the dissection last night, his clothes were stained with a stench that couldn't be washed off, so he had no choice but to find a random place to burn them.

Then early in the morning, he asked Hall to buy him a dress, and not long after putting it on, he felt a pain on his body, not because his skin was delicate or anything, but because the craftsmanship of this dress was too rough, and the clothes made of animal fur and insect carapace sewn on the cloth were simple, although the defense was extremely impressive, but it didn't look and feel so good to wear.

The cloth was linen, and it felt completely different from the chemical fiber clothes he had worn before, and the extra threads on the linen continued to rub the skin inside the clothes with his activities, and soon the skin was rubbed red.

Rao is like this, or let the Keith and his party, who are only wearing linen clothes, cast envious glances.

Hearing He Xi's words, Hall just shook his head helplessly, "Where are there so many things to enjoy in the wasteland, it's this dress, I still found it in the armor store."

Listening to Hall's words, He Xi also pulled the uncomfortable clothes on his body.

It was originally a complete set of khaki US Army camouflage uniforms, and at this time there was only a pair of pants and a pair of black leather boots left, plus a large khaki backpack on the back, plus a wasteland-style shirt on the upper body.

He Xi walked quickly to the leading Keith, wiped the sweat left on his head because of the hot weather, "How far is your camp."

I saw Keith pointing to the abandoned gas station not far from them in front of him and said, "Let's go over there and rest for a while, and we should be there in another four or five hours."

"Bang" Just when He Xi was about to say something, with the sound of a gunshot, he suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest, and then there was a sharp pain, and the instinct of many years in the army made him lie down instantly, and then yelled at Keys and his party, "Lie down~".

After speaking, he pulled down Keith, who was still stunned, and then shouted to the people behind him, "Lie down, find cover".

After seeing He Xi fall, Kuroko ran to He Xi and bit He Xi's clothes with his teeth.

Hall reacted the fastest, and when He Xi said the first time he lay down, he fell to the ground, and then slowly squirmed on the ground to the edge of a small dirt slope.

Then shouted "Marauders, marauders, all lie down".

Even with the reminders of 1 Hall and He Xi, casualties were inevitable, and the first gunshot sounded as if the signal was fired, and then crackling gunshots began to sound.

One of the five men brought by Keith was hit in the head instantly, and the bullet came out of the back of the head, along with the bullet and the brainflower mixed with blood.

The person who was hit fell to the ground heavily by the inertia of the bullet, and his body twitched unconsciously.

This made the rest of them learn from the experience, and they all fell to the ground together, and when Keith saw the man on the ground, the look on his face instantly became extremely terrifying, and he gritted his teeth and crunched, and the hand that grabbed the butt of the gun was already whitened because of too much force.

However, he knew that he couldn't stand up now, listening to the gunshots, there were more than a dozen people, and as long as he stood up, it was estimated that he would be beaten into a sieve in an instant.

"Go and find cover", He Xi, who had changed his face in severe pain at this time, shouted to the people lying near him.

After speaking, he stretched out his arm, patted Kuroko's head, and said, "Good dog, pull me there", and after speaking, he pointed to a dirt slope not far from him.

At the same time, a long blood-red mark was pulled on the ground.

Soon, he lay on his stomach behind a small dirt slope and sat up from the ground with force, but he didn't expect this action to pull the wound at once, and he gasped in pain, and his face instantly turned pale.

He pulled out the M21 that had been inserted in the backpack from the backpack behind him, endured the sharp pain in his chest, and slowly leaned out from behind the small dirt slope, observing the gas station with a sniper scope.

From the sniper scope, I saw that at this time, there were many people with various messy parts hanging on their bodies, holding guns behind the pillars of the gas station.

Because the distance was only less than a hundred meters, He Xi could even see the expressions on the people of that group from the sniper scope.

At this time, a man with all kinds of hideous iron on his body walked out of the inside of the gas station with a sniper rifle and a familiar looking person next to him, arguing about something.

It was Trick, who had contradicted him before.

The man with the iron on his body looked extremely strong, and there were three deep paw prints on his bare head, which were pulled down to his eyebrows, and a little further down was probably able to poke his eyes blind.

"Hey, old bastard, are you sure this kid is a big fat sheep", the man with the piece of iron touched the three paw prints on his head and said to Trick next to him.

"Leon, believe me, this harvest will definitely not make you suffer, I have seen it, the clothes on that kid's body are all brand new, maybe they were dug up from some pre-war ruins, maybe he can still find the pre-war ruins if he is captured alive."

Hearing Trick's words, Leon's breathing became short.

"Pre-war relics! Old bastard, you'd better not lie to me, or I'll strip you naked, shove the muzzle of the gun into your asshole, shoot hard, and shoot your shit out."

A cold sweat broke out on Trick's face instantly, and he was about to wipe off the cold sweat on his head, when he suddenly saw Leon, who had been scolding him for being an old bastard, suddenly burst into his face, splashing his face full of blood, and then fell heavily to the ground, his limbs twitched unconsciously, and the blood flowing from his head slowly soaked the cement floor of the potholed gas station that had been eroded by time under Trick's feet.

Trick looked at the corpse in front of him, his legs kept shaking, and his face turned pale, if he hadn't leaned against the wall, it seemed that even standing still was a problem.

It's not that he hasn't seen people die in front of him, and when he was younger, he had killed many people, but Leon was still talking to him one moment, and the next moment he was shot in the head by a bullet that came from nowhere.

Blood splattered from his body like a scythe of death, gliding gently across his neck.

He forced himself out of the wall, forced himself to calm down, trembled slightly, picked up the sniper rifle that Leon had held earlier, and hid behind the pillar.