Chapter Two Hundred and One: The Town

No one noticed that the tall man who was protecting his wife and children touched his dagger as the members of the fraternity fought among themselves.

"It's fucking disgusting, Harry's idiot is going to be bitten!" The bald man who got out of the yellow car shook off a piece of brain tissue hanging on his face in disgust, and scolded angrily while stomping on the head of the little walking corpse in the swaddling clothes, "Little bastard, send you to God, ahhh...!" ”

The moment the bald man was angry, a cold light pierced his neck, and viscous blood spurted out like a bursting water pipe, and the disbelief in the bald man's eyes was snatched away as soon as the shotgun in his hand appeared.

"Brother, if you have something to say, we don't necessarily have to use a gun to solve the problem!" The shotgun turned into the Pastor's nose in the hand of the Ford man, and the Pastor spat out a sentence in an instant, and the reply was a loud 'bump'. The fragments of the shotgun directly blew off half of the priest's head, and the pastor's body fell to its knees in front of the corpse of the little walking corpse, and the shootout broke out instantly.

"Bumper bumper!" The bullets shattered the glass of the car, and the tall man lowered his body to hold the woman behind the yellow car, and the bullets followed his footsteps and lifted a large chunk of cement.

"The priest is dead, kill them, and roast this man like a steak at night!" Four Brotherhood militants, two of them went down to the forest on the side of the road to outflank them, while the remaining two hid behind the car and fired wildly at the yellow car.

"Bumper!" In response to the shouting of the Brotherhood, two precision bullets, one into the man's nose and the other into the man's eye, burst the man's eyeballs and turned his brain into a pulp. It was the young woman who fired the shot, and Li Xian, who was standing on the sidelines watching the shootout, was very surprised.

"Let's go, get in the car, let's go!" The man of the 'Bumper' Ford fired two shots in quick succession to suppress the militants who came up from the left, and he pulled the door of the yellow car open with his backhand, and he covered the woman to get into the car.

"Damn, kill you!" The cautious fraternity member next to the car behind him lifted the trunk and pulled out an M16 assault rifle from inside, so close that at a distance of less than five meters, the M16 could beat the yellow car into a sieve, "Die!" ”

A shuttle bullet was loaded, the militant's finger had been pulled on the trigger, but the bullet did not eject from the muzzle, the man's face suddenly welled up with an extremely frightened expression, the cold light passed through his neck, and the shadow of a black-robed god of death reflected from his eyes when the man's body fell.

When this man died, Li Xian snapped his fingers, the shadow of death disappeared, and the man and woman struggled to survive, Li Xian felt that they were worth saving.

As the yellow cars raced down the road, a long stream of smoke suddenly appeared from the path on the right side of the road, and heavy gunfire rang out from there, and two trucks painted with the Brotherhood logo burst out of the smoke, from which the tongues of machine gun fire erupted.

The two trucks turned on the road, but the yellow car was faster, and this time it was not stopped by the support of the Brotherhood, the yellow car ran wildly on the road, and the two Brotherhood trucks chased after each other, and the two sides chased and fled on the remote road, engaged in an asymmetrical firefight.

The remaining members of the Brotherhood in the forest were harvested, and Li Xian saw that the car in front of him was getting farther and farther away, and Lala Robe followed.

The two Brotherhood trucks, about twenty or so people, spewed flames from both sides of the trucks and chased the yellow cars that kept swaying from side to side to dodge, and they couldn't shake off the attack for a while. However, the man in the yellow car was very good at driving, and most of the Brotherhood's firepower fell into the air when the car swayed from side to side and suddenly changed speeds, although the Brotherhood's firepower was very strong and could not leave the yellow car behind.

In the middle of this chase, the three cars crossed a plain, and the forest and mountains appeared in front of them again, and the trunk of the yellow car was almost broken at this time, and the man and woman who were able to escape here relied not only on their excellent driving skills, but also on extraordinary luck that the bullets of the Brotherhood could not always hit the tires of the cars.

"Damn, it's almost to the territory of those idiots, what should I do? Still chasing or not? "A guy in the cab of the truck was yelling over the radio, and these messy men were like a bunch of crazy people.

"They killed the priest, and the prophet must make the man's head, chase after him, and stop them in front of the iron bridge!" The two trucks suddenly accelerated like a fatal speed, and the yellow car didn't know why, but it also instantly got up and accelerated and sped away.

Two trucks, a car with an unknown yellow brand, were racing wildly on this wilderness road, and the three cars plunged into the mountain forest that had just appeared. The light and shadow in the forest suddenly changed, and the sound of the river rushing into the car between light and darkness alternated between light and darkness, and a river valley crossed in front of me, and an iron bridge hundreds of meters long connected the end of the road.

But the road to the bridge was not all smooth sailing, and a 100-ton truck blocked the entrance to the bridge in front of it, and dozens of heavily armed men were on guard around the truck.

"You've entered the Mi militia's protection zone, slow down and stop!" No smaller than the pillar of light from the airport searchlight, a violent light suddenly shot out from the roof of the truck, and at the same time, the sound of the tweeter also came into the three cars, and the yellow car slowed down slightly, and then the man stepped on the accelerator and continued to rush to the iron bridge, "Kill the people of the Brotherhood!" ”

The sound of the loudspeaker changed, and the sound of assault rifles next to the truck drowned out all other sounds, and dozens of shots shot the two Brotherhood trucks, and the roof of one of the trucks was almost lifted.

"Withdraw, withdraw, withdraw!" As soon as the two trucks stopped, they fled, and the vicious curses of the Brotherhood rang out over the radio, and their threats of revenge were exchanged for disdainful shouts.

"Crunch!" The yellow car slid out of a black line and stopped steadily in front of the big truck, and then the yellow car emitted a burst of heavy white smoke that had been scrapped, and the front of the car stopped the truck almost a palm's distance and startled the Mi militia.

"Good driving skills, it's not easy for you to escape from the Brotherhood's territory!" The danger passed, and more than a dozen people appeared at the entrance of the iron bridge, and those people seemed to have come from elsewhere and were following the arrangement of the Mi militia, "Hand over all your weapons, the Mi militia will temporarily help you keep them, and you can take the weapons when you leave the town!" ”

"Your current location is the Mi National Militia Sanctuary, here we will keep you safe, we will provide you with hot water, food and beer!" The radio advertised the beauty of the town to the survivors, and all the survivors surrendered their weapons and were searched before they could be allowed to enter the town.

"Huh? Are you a soldier in a green beret? When the militia searched for the man who had fled in a yellow car, a middle-aged militiaman suddenly asked when he saw the tattoo on the man's body, "I'm Captain John Farrell, I served in the Delta Force, and I'm now the militia captain here!" ”

"Sir, I'm Warrant Officer Chuck, Communications Officer of the Fifth Special Forces Reconnaissance Team in the Green Berets!" Chuck didn't have much joy on his face, but he still saluted Captain John Farrell.

"I've got another good helper!" John nodded and said nothing, waving his hand to signal the large truck in front of the bridge to move out of the way and let them in. Both John and Chuck know that the current world is no longer the kind of special forces that can solve the problem by going deep behind enemy lines to carry out decapitation operations and fatal blows, and the current special forces are still somewhat useful against the Brotherhood, and they are as powerless as ordinary people in the face of other enemies. "Who are you?" John's gaze looked at Li Xian, he seemed to remember that Li Xian seemed to have come with Chuck, but it didn't seem to be, although it was strange that he didn't have the slightest suspicion of Li Xian.

"I'm an evangelist!" Li Xian replied.

"All right, preacher, I hope what you preach will be useful to us!" John motioned for Lee Hsien to be let go, and Lee Hsien was the only one who was not searched, but even then did not express the slightest objection to this.

After crossing the iron bridge, a small town was built on the opposite valley, this town was surrounded by forests, and it was the iron bridge that connected to the Brotherhood territory, and the place connected to the southern road was surrounded by a high wall, and the whole town was protected by the wall. The population of the town is about 1,000 people, there is a church in the center of the town, you can see people constantly entering and leaving the church to pray, and there are some children playing on the side of the road, this is the first time to see a human gathering place where children can play with peace of mind, even in Li Xian's own base, this scene is not common.

"Hey friend, sheepskin jacket, clean clothes, half a bottle of mineral water will be exchanged for you!" At the entrance to the town there are a lot of people selling things, mostly clothes and the like, in exchange for food and water. The words of the militia captain are good, there is hot water and food, but there is no unearned here, everything needs to be exchanged for an equal price. Weapons, gasoline, technology for repairing equipment to join the militia, these are the equivalent of things in exchange.

Hotel, in fact, he hadn't seen such a thing for months, but Li Xian felt as if he hadn't heard the word hotel for many years. Staying in the only hotel in the town, Li Xian seemed to be a good place to preach.

"You must beware of the Brotherhood, those who blaspheme God, who form brothers with the undead, who kill men, who forcibly destroy women, who throw the living to the undead to feed them, and even who themselves sometimes eat people. The town is safe, we have the Mi militia and God protection, but the Brotherhood is right next door, we must be vigilant and not give them a chance to ruin us! "Every tavern hostel has loud talkers, and this one is no exception.

(To be continued)