The woman named Qiu Rong lay on the man's body, which was gradually losing its temperature, and both tried to warm each other with their own body heat.

And one ear stared at them from behind, as if he was looking at a mortal enemy with whom he had a deep hatred.

Because he remembered the identity of the woman, she was not an ordinary person.

This woman was different from the scavengers who had been halfway down to the hill camp, she was the natives of the hill camp, and she seemed to have a unique position in the camp, doing what he thought was a very easy job, and she didn't know what she was holding to write and draw all day.

Originally, he was very grateful to these people, who rescued and took him in, and gave many displaced scavengers a place to live.

But yesterday when these people drove them out of the hill camp, he broke down, how grateful he was then, how much he hated now.

Kick them out of the camp in the cold of winter, these hypocrites are letting themselves die!

It's just that he didn't expect that feng shui took turns, and here he actually saw an aboriginal from the hill camp, and it was a woman who looked white and pure.

Female scavengers are a rare species in the wasteland, and their innate physical fitness results in a much lower survival rate than their male counterparts, with only a dozen people seen in slightly larger camps.

However, even if they do, their fate is usually not very good, and they will either become the exclusive confinement of the ruling class of one of the camps, or they will become the targets of humiliation for the entire camp.

In peacetime, except for a few people with special habits, this kind of thing may be a very humiliating thing for ordinary women.

But in the wasteland, they are in some ways much better treated than the large numbers of men who are driven as cattle and sheep, and who generally die first in food shortages and conflicts.

Although female scavengers are rare, they have survived for so many years, and they have seen a lot of them in one ear.

However, compared to the ordinary women he had seen in other scavenger camps, the female scavengers in the hill camp were like the women they caught, they were simply fairies in the world.

All of them have white and tender skin, good faces, and an indescribable temperament, which is incompatible with the temperament of the entire wasteland.

The more I looked at one ear, the more I felt that there seemed to be a fire burning in my heart.

This flame contains his hatred and hatred for driving him out of the hill camp, as well as the tyrannical revenge stimulated by the male hormone that has been suppressed for a long time.

He's going to get revenge on this woman!

It takes thousands of years to cultivate high morals in human beings, but when a person lets go of the evil in his heart, it only takes a few seconds for him to learn how to do evil without a teacher.

One ear grinned, unbridled laughter like a demon from hell, and his face was full of sickly excited smiles.

He walked over to the men and women leaning over to each other, ready to carry out his plan in front of the public.

"What are you going to do?" Scar asked with an annoyed look on his face, a little puzzled, in his opinion that one ear was a little too long to waste time on these useless people.

"What, what do you say, is it to make her take off her clothes and dance? Of course, if you have this hobby, Boss Scar, I can let her perform for you first? One ear smiled disdainfully, and the words he said made Scar's face blacken.

Scar knew that although he was nominally the boss of the group, in reality they were all ants who were temporarily fighting to survive, and if there was a conflict, most of them would just watch coldly.

Those who fail die, without accident, become the rations of the rest. He knows the truth, and even one ear that has lived to this day knows it, so he doesn't dare to bet.

"Okay, since you're not afraid of the cold, brother, I'll accompany you to see how it goes!" Scar said coldly.

"Okay, then please wait, boss!"

With one ear biting the word boss hard, he stepped forward with a grin, dragged the struggling woman to the snow, and then stepped on the man's face with his foot again.

"Now Scar Boss wants to see you take off your clothes and perform, haha, I guess the other brothers want to see it too!"

"Now it's up to you to see if you want him to live, if you don't want to take off your clothes, then I'll kill him directly!"

One ear couldn't see his own expression, but his expression at the moment made Scar who was standing aside oozed a chill in his heart.

"No, don't." The woman's eyes were wide open in despair.

"Hmph, if you don't want to, then I can only give you a little punishment first!" One ear grinned and shook his head with some regret.

"Bang!"

Blood splattered all over the ground, even on Scar's body behind him.

"You!" Scar frowned, the scar that covered his entire face writhed slightly with anger, like an earthworm lying on his face.

"No, no, I promise you, I'll take it off right now!"

One ear raised his chin, lifted the blood-dripping wooden stick and waved it gently, his face full of mockery.

"I'm sorry, you've been thinking about it for too long, I've changed my mind, I'm going to do it myself after killing him!"

"Hahaha!"

One ear swung the stick, and this time he was about to swing it hard at the position of the skull.

"Whoosh!"

There was a sound in the air that cut through the air, but what was puzzling was that the stick in one ear had not yet fallen.

"I feel like my head hurts a little!"

In a trance, one ear stretched out his hand as if sleepwalking and wiped it on the back of his head.

But before he could see his bloodied palm, he fell straight down.

The snow was so thick that it landed silently, and only the snow that was constantly dyed red seemed to make it look a little abnormal at the moment.

"What's wrong with one ear!" Some people are still wondering.

"Quick, get down, it's the hill camp, they're coming, they're here for revenge!" Seeing this, Scar was the first to lie on the thick snow, shouting loudly for the others to hide.

The scene that silently made the scavenger's head blossom, he had only been lucky enough to see once when the gang in the hill camp was using their weapons.

Bang Bang Bang!

Whoosh whoosh -!

The former is loud and dense, the latter is stealthy and almost silent.

For a moment, I didn't know which direction the attack came from, and like a rain curtain pulled from the junction of snow and the sky, it hit the heavy snow into a thousand holes.

"Well done!" In the distance, Shen Sen put down the telescope in his hand and commented on the shot that Zhang Ting fired just now.

This time, they mainly selected and collected people, and although they tried to avoid direct conflict, the scene they had just seen through the telescope allowed them to confirm that there was a massacre there.

In order to prevent someone from dying, Shen Sen ordered Zhang Ting to kill the person who was going to kill first, just in case.

Under the suppression of gunfire, as long as the soldiers climbed the mountain, he could control the situation here.

The wind swept through the snow and ice, crackling the moment it came into contact with the truck bed, and the brown winter suit hunted in the cold wind.

Zhang Ting removed the electromagnetic rifle from his eyes and turned back, a little overwhelmed by Shen Sen's praise, and after saluting respectfully, he raised his gun again, and used the binoculars of the electromagnetic rifle to observe the five hundred soldiers who were scattered on the snow like ants and kept climbing upward.

At this moment, Shen Sen, who had put down the telescope, was holding a piece of paper in his hand, which was the information that Zhang Ting had brought from Luke, as well as the location map he had drawn intimately.

The target is southeast, and the situation is true!

After three days of driving, they arrived here, with a rolling hill ahead, and four trucks with a pickup truck parked sideways behind the mountain, draped in a white tarpaulin that blended in with the snow behind them.

In the entire convoy, only the black and inconspicuous carriage remained, as well as Shen Sen and Zhang Ting standing in the carriage.

Not a single of the five hundred soldiers remained, and they were all scattered into small groups, scattered in all directions of the hill in front of them, and surrounded them in the direction where the figure had just appeared at the top.

"Is this the Hill Camp?"

"I feel that the strength is still very weak, and it is not as civilized as the woman who ran to the camp said!" Shen Sen was a little puzzled.

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