Following.

With the sun shining and the sky clear, you have to lie comfortably on the beach and enjoy whisky and snow-white skin.

But this is the future thousands of years later, and as far as the eye can see, it is full of pristine wilderness mountains and rivers, rushing rivers and broken dams that have long since been rusted, and crumbling mountains sinking into the concrete forests of the old era.

"There is no doubt that this is the mark that our ancient will leave behind."

On the plain, the old man Achim stood up and looked around the ground with worried eyes.

The two tracks are carved deep into the earth, and their patterns are in the style of medieval European art, like the frescoes of the vaults of stately churches, and at the same time, they are also a proof of identity.

Should I say it or not, the Gems Society really wanted the Renaissance and the inheritance of ancient literature, history and art from the heart, but they were also really stupid, and they actually left such a conspicuous mark on others, what is the difference between killing themselves.

"It's a miracle that you've survived until now." Chu Xin said.

"You're right, in fact, we have been planning to replace the tracks for a long time, but many trading towns do not have suitable materials, and such important resources are controlled by those violent warlords like jackals, tigers and leopards, and it is extremely risky to trade with them." Achim replied helplessly.

"There are chasers of the saints." Young John took off his hat and rubbed his hair all over his head.

In addition to the imprint of the Guigu Society, there are also dense wheel imprints of different sizes, and there are at least twenty mobile units!

"I'm afraid the Holy Father's number of the saints is among them," the middle-aged Insente pointed to two relatively large marks, "this characteristic spiked depression is rare. ”

"The great army of the saints is chasing and killing the Guild, and those crazy thugs can't stop it." Achim exhaled and cursed.

"Everyone is unlucky now, but we can't help anything, damn it!" John was in a hurry.

Achim looked back at Chu Xin, and sighed helplessly, he didn't want to drag Chu Xin into the quagmire of nine deaths and one life, besides, he didn't think that Chu Xin could fight against the crazy Saint Organization by himself, you know, the Holy Father is not a mobile city comparable to a cat and a dog, the height alone is more than 70 meters, not to mention a lot of weapons and equipment, the main thing is that the per capita is not afraid of death, and the number of the large army is at least three hundred.

The Saints may not be able to fight against the large mobile cities, but among the many violent forces in the wasteland, they are definitely the most notorious category, even if the warlord passes through the Bone Ridge, he must maintain a special sense of vigilance, for fear of overturning in the gutter.

Therefore, the atmosphere became silent and solemn for a while.

"I'm going to save them, although I don't have the slightest confidence, but even if I can save a person, it's worth it, and I won't lose if I die, anyway, my life is given by the elders." John said calmly with a firm expression.

With that, he turned and walked along the imprint.

Vincent silently bowed to Chu Xin and followed.

Achim cast his gaze sadly and gratifyingly, and then said to Chu Xin: "City Lord, thank you for your help and hospitality, but we have already made a choice, you know, our Guigu Society has been able to get to where it is because of unity...... There is a fairly safe canyon in the northeast, and we can leave the area of Bone Ridge by walking there, and I hope that we will have a certain period in the future, and if we are still alive, we will definitely repay it. ”

As the words fell, the old man with a white beard straightened his waist and left.

The backs of the trio shone in the morning sun, igniting the fire of humanity in this cruel and unforgiving wasteland era.

Rumble~

Sensing the sound behind them, they turned their heads in amazement and stared at Chu Xin who was following behind in disbelief.

"I have formed bonds with the saints, and in my eyes they are already a bunch of dead people." Chu Xin said flatly.

What to go?

The saint has such a big piece of fat, how can he justify ignoring it!

This apocalyptic wasteland is so hard, he must send those poor people to the Holy Father with his own hands to enjoy the blessings!

The three of them looked at each other, and while they were moved by this, Achim still smiled bitterly, "City Lord, I know that your mobile city is very unique, with ancient and luxurious decorations inside and outside, but there are many saints, I am afraid that you will be difficult to parry, I really don't want to drag you into the water." ”

"I'm not here for you," Chu Xin replied frankly, "it's just a simple hunt." ”

"Hunting, hunting?" Achim was stunned, he didn't expect Chu Xin to actually plan to hunt an entire Saint Organization, although he didn't want to offend or despise it, but he couldn't figure out where Chu Xin got the confidence.

But that's all that has been said, and there's no point in continuing to wrestle.

"Okay, then it's going to trouble the city lord." Achim said politely.

……

Once Bordeaux was rich in red wine, after a thousand years, the mountains here are no longer full of estates and vines, but endless and deep marshes.

Like the mud of the demonic abyss, they converge into lakes, lurking in the shade of shrubs and dead trees, ready to devour every life that sets foot here.

And under the disgusting and sticky bubbles, countless skeletons with flamboyant hands and feet and mechanical corpses were sealed in amber, and they slept quietly and unawakely.

If the Bone Ridge is the Yellow Spring Road to Hell, then this is Hell!

Because of the terrible environment, those large mobile cities are reluctant to set foot in them, after all, once they are deeply trapped, it is difficult to break free, so that years of plunder are in vain.

However, for the Rose at this moment, the Bordeaux Marsh seems to be the best tomb.

A 30-meter-high church-style castle faces the dark green "ocean", with wolf-like pursuers behind it.

"Even if they are swallowed by hell, they can't let the treasures of history fall into the hands of those bandits, and I'd rather the antiquities be excavated from the mud by future generations than let them wander and be destroyed."

It was Simon, the elder of the Guigu Society, who was eighty years old, sitting in a wheelchair with an indignant face, not looking at his old face, but his eyes were blazing as if he were at home.

"City defense team, go out with me to meet the enemy, and you must pull a few pads before you die!" A man armed with a rifle yelled, and then led a group of twenty or so young men to resolutely rush out, using the ancient castle of the Guiguhui as a cover to launch a counterattack against the outflanking Saints.

They were not badly armed, but they were outnumbered and lacked sufficient combat experience, and in just a few minutes, five or six young men in their early twenties were killed by the mob.

The total population of the entire Gem Ancient Society is only about a hundred, from seventy or eighty old people to babies waiting to be fed, there are all ages, and it is very reluctant to be able to put together this city defense team with a certain combat effectiveness.

Rumble!

The Holy Father's fortress of the saints slowly appeared, and the exterior wall full of bones lined it with extremely evil, the whole was like a container stepping on durian, but the golden inverted triangle on the front exuded an inexplicable sacredness, making this ugly mobile city a little more eerie beauty.

On the five-story fence stood a series of bare thugs with upper bodies, their chests tattooed with inverted triangle totems, maintaining the same serious expressions, extremely religious.

Underneath the massive golden inverted triangle was the control room of the Holy Father, and through the heavy glass the long-haired man could be seen sitting on the sole throne.

Blonde, blue-eyed, thin, sunken cheeks, and a pure black robe full of inverted triangular pendants, he looked like a heavy metal addict, but his eyes were cold and cloudy, and he was clearly a man with a brain.

Head of the Saints, Spokesman of the Holy Father - Charles.

"Those who rebel are disobedient to the Holy Father, and they will be killed." He said lightly, full of confidence.

Rumble!

Suddenly, all the mobile vehicles around the Holy Father rushed out with full power, and for a while, the dust was flying, and one after another simple earthen bombs were dropped, and they exploded violently after approaching the Ancient Meeting.

In the face of such a fierce and primitive attack, the city defense team was unable to parry, and most of the people were immediately pierced through the skulls by shrapnel and steel balls, and fell to the ground without blinking eyes.

This is a fantasy and bizarre era, whether it is vehicles or weapons, steam, electromagnetism, the Middle Ages, super technology, nuclear energy and other styles and styles are stewed in a mess, and they actually appear in this wasteland at the same time, and this also shows the level of power and power from the front, the more powerful the mobile city and power, the more advanced technology and equipment in control, directly opened a huge gap between each other, forming the current situation of division and hegemony among princes.

"Take cover!"

"Don't poke your head out!"

"But they're marching on us!"

"With a grenade!"

However, the few remaining people were also powerless, and the encirclement was shortened while being suppressed, and they could only be beaten when the firepower was unequal, and a few precious grenades were thrown out, only taking away a few thugs.

Sou!

A crossbow arrow burst through the wind and pierced the throat of the captain of the city defense team, and before he fell, he sadly realized that the brother beside him had already taken the first step.

"Forward." Elder Simon gave the order firmly.

The crowd all looked angry and sad, and the little fuel left in the Guigu Guild began to burn, and the small ancient castle took steps towards the large swamp a hundred meters away.

Whoosh –

Unfortunately, it backfired.

The Holy Father ejected an extremely thick chain, piercing through the back wall of the Guild's back, pinching and dragging it with a crushing pinch.

Subsequently, a powerful force dragged the Guigu Society back!

Seeing the swamp getting farther and farther away, the hearts of the elders and others were cold, as if they had expected that their companions would be reduced to jerky and antiques would be displaced.

In fact, in the end, a dozen or so people in the Rose Ancient Society finally picked up a life and were controlled by the saints, and the rest must become fresh protein.

Elder Simon hurriedly pulled his wheelchair to the console, he took the key hanging around his neck, inserted it into a groove below, and a page immediately popped up on the large screen, "Whether to confirm self-detonation".

"We still have a way out, and that is to die with them!" The elder said in a suppressed voice.

It is better to be consumed by the flames of the explosion than to be tortured.

Just as the elder was about to press the button, the assistant hurriedly stopped and stretched out his finger to the side window.

Whew!

I saw a low-lying mountain stream in the distance, and suddenly four meteors dragging tail flames rose from the ground.

"What's that?" The elders were puzzled when they noticed that the "meteors" were like four parabolas, flying towards their area.

The saints were also distracted by the loud sound of breaking the air, and they all raised their eyes, and their lack of knowledge and insight caused them to be confused, and it was not until the four Stinger missiles quickly lowered their altitude and adjusted their bearings that the mob instinctively felt danger coming.

Boom!

Before they landed, four more missiles were lifted into the air, and the distance between the launch point and them was also decreasing.

"Falk ~ Cannonball?"

Charles stood up sharply, staring incredulously at the crashing salute.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

After the four gongs and drums, there was a brief burst of laughter, and in the celebration of the mob dancing and dancing, there were four more rolling thunders.

They were so happy that they were torn apart.

The moving vehicles were also brain-blown, and the shoddy-made, patchwork armor was as fragile as a large piece of iron sticking together, and the people inside were shocked and concussed even if they were not dead.

Moreover, Chu Xin's Stinger missile is several cuts better than the original version, not only has a longer effective range, but also shows extremely good lethality, and there is no pressure on the combat units that fight the Saints.

……

Rumble~

As Chu Xin advanced, he converted fuel into missiles and launched 16 of them in one go, giving the group of wasteland barbarians a little bit of ancient technology.

And the three of Achim were already stunned, this operation of long-range missile bombing and washing the ground really made them excited, but they didn't expect that although Chu Xin Sparrow was small, he had such a firepower configuration.

"It seems that the city lord is ready, and a few of us are too worried~" Achim breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Sit tight and get ready to get up close." Chu Xin said that it is impossible to throw himself into the net, he will only run to become bigger and stronger.

Wow!

He picked up speed with all his might, completely exposing himself to the enemy's view after crossing a mountain bag.

But at this time, the thugs, including Charles, didn't care about Chu Xin's appearance, and in addition, when they found out that Chu Xin was the only one, the horror on Charles's face instantly turned into monstrous anger.

"Besiege it all, it's the Holy Father's order!"

So, the Holy Father immediately led the only seven or eight remaining mobile vehicles to turn around and charge.

Whew!

Bombs were thrown high.

Chu Xin calmly used the heavy machine gun, formed a fire barrage to intercept all the bombs in mid-air, and achieved a stable state in the peak speed with the help of the insect limbs on both sides, and was about to roll over several times when he looked at it, but he unexpectedly crushed several Saint chariots, and the four heavy machine guns were used in all directions to strafe the incoming enemy, and the place where they passed was a mess.

The overall situation and micro-manipulation shown in this can be called the extreme, and I am afraid that only the situation of Chu Xin, which is the incarnation of the city, can be achieved.

The three Achims who were inside vomited without exception, and immediately understood why Chu Xin wanted to remind them.

"Smash it to pieces!" Seeing this, Charles yelled angrily.

In an instant, the thugs turned into death squads without saying a word, howling at Chu Xin.

It was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, Chu Xin simply opened the gluttonous mouth, and the three vulture claws were like the claws of a gold miner, and he did not forget to eat while out.

"What the hell~"

Seeing that one of his subordinates was eaten alive by Chu Xinsheng, Charles almost broke down.

He pushed away the thugs behind him who were manipulating the Holy Father, and took it personally.

His method is to hit it straight through!

His reliance was that the Holy Father was bigger and heavier than Chu Xin, and he looked more durable, and he believed that Chu Xin would be torn apart in an instant.

"Who do you think you are, against Lao Tzu," Charles stared at the main hall of Chu Xin with angry eyes, and shouted over the public loudspeaker, "Holy Father is eternal!" ”

Hearing his roar, all the thugs climaxed and invariably drew an inverted triangle on their chests.

Woo Woo !!

Seeing that the two mobile cities with completely different styles were about to collide violently, the insect limb on Chu Xin's right side pierced into the ground and was dislocated to the limit.

It was in this moment that passed by, and a crisp machine sound sounded in Chu Xin's body.

At the edge of the square of the main hall, a rectangular device with a simple and atmospheric shape stretched out, and as the cold light spread, an eight-meter-long armor-piercing arrow swept out of the chamber of the wind-breaking ballista.

"What?"

Charles stared at the rapidly growing metal arrow, and suddenly felt chills all over his body.

In the next second, the thick bulletproof glass exploded like a wafer.

Immediately afterward, Charles's head turned into a cloud of blood in the friction of the arrows.

Keng——

Front and back through.

When the armor-piercing arrow reappeared, it had pierced straight into the rocks of the hillside eight thousand meters away.

The body of the arrow is intact, and the arrow is somewhat worn at best. (End of chapter)