Mossov and the remaining six Sharp-Knife warriors could only huddle on the porch of the shop to avoid the attack.

And the vulture gang that blocked them was a total of fifteen people, with knives and guns in their hands.

The pressed Mosov and the others did not dare to move indiscriminately, because the guns and weapons of the sharp-knife warriors were all on the chariot and they did not carry them with them at all!

"Vulture ......"

Mosov's heart sank.

He had been operating in the vicinity of the Three Towns of the Oasis, and had never heard of this looting gang at all, presumably a force outside the Three Towns.

In this way, the exploration of the three towns has reached the edge of other forces, and even invaded the other party's sphere of influence!

Now what?

The remaining six Knife Warriors leaned against the wall, checking the situation left and right, and even picked up stones from the ground.

Mosov regretted a little, why didn't he carry a weapon with him, otherwise he wouldn't have been so passive.

"Now, I give you a chance to be completely frank about your sphere of influence, as well as the details of your forces, including how many of you, how many vehicles, how many guns, ......

"I'll only give you half a minute to think, and when the time comes, we're going to attack, and it's up to God to decide whether you live or die!"

The Vulture Gang is led by a man with crimson cockscomb hair and tattoos all over his face and neck.

The rest of the Vulture Gang members are about the same, with unique hairstyles, and it seems that they ransacked a tattoo parlor or got a lot of stickers.

Mosov leaned against the wall and pointed to the door of the shop, which was more than twenty meters away from them, indicating that there were weapons inside to fight back.

However, as soon as a knife warrior took a step, he was shot in the leg by the Vultures, and had no choice but to retreat.

"Don't try to resist, this is our vulture's territory! Got it."

Mosov gritted his teeth and turned his head to pick up the gravel from the ground, which was weathered and looked like a blade, but nowhere near as sharp as a blade.

"Let's stay here, don't go out to die, they rush up and die together, even if the city lord dies in battle, he will avenge us!"

One of the sharp-knife warriors nodded, "I'm sure the city lord will bloodied the Vultures!"

The rest of the warriors all nodded in agreement.

The vultures saw that the time was up, but they did not move, and they roared angrily.

"You've missed your last chance to live! Kill you, and the Vulture will invade your lair and kill your relatives and companions! Women will be pets for the Vultures, and all men will be slaves!"

"Enter! Kill ......!"

The red-haired cockscomb man was armed with a single-barreled backroom shotgun, and waved his hand with a warm face, letting the Vulture Gang members move.

They worked in groups of four, moving towards the wall in front of the shop, their steps flirtatious, but the sound of rubble rubbing was loud.

And now it was night, except for the bright moon shining brightly, and the surrounding was quiet and terrifying.

"Kill!"

"Witness me!"

Mossov roared, and a man burst through the hole with a gun, grabbed the barrel of the gun, grabbed a stone like a blade in one hand, and slashed it at the man's neck.

At this time, the knife warrior who was wounded in the leg also smashed a vulture member with a stone in his hand.

He was slammed into the head several times, only to be slashed in the shoulder blade by another vulture member who rushed in.

The wounded sharp-knife warrior was just about to turn back, and the next moment his head was fatally hit again, and a bright machete slammed into his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

With this, the sharp-edged warrior ended his life of pain and went to Valhalla to serve Odin, the Lord of the Gods.

Mosov slit the vulture's throat with a blade stone, and blood gushed out instantly, scorching blood sprayed Mosov's face, but he stuck out his tongue and licked it, adding a little water.

He snatched the other man's gun, but saw a man pointed it at him, and Mosov hurriedly turned the vulture spurting blood from his throat.

Bang!

The bullet hit the throat

The back of a Vulture Gang member spurting blood from his throat.

And Mossov also fell down, he lay on his back and raised his gun and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Projectiles erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and the projectiles contained iron sand were all sprayed on the man.

The recoil made Mosov's shoulder hurt, but the man was also sprayed by the projectile and his whole body was bleeding, like a hornet's nest.

The rest of the Knife Warriors took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the store......

At this moment, behind the red-haired cockscomb man standing outside, a figure suddenly appeared.

The man was holding a Viking tomahawk in his hand, the blade of which was around his neck, and some of the flesh had been cut.

Russell asked in an eerie tone, "Who are you?"

"Who?"

It's clear that the red-haired cockscomb man is unwilling to cooperate.

Russell didn't bother with this, since he didn't cooperate, there were many people who were willing to cooperate, so why bother with a little Karami.

The axe blade slashed through the neck of the red-haired cockscomb man.

Blood spurted out instantly, and the cockscomb man dropped his spear, his hands raised to his neck, and a "gurgling" sound came out of his throat.

"Mosov!"

Russell leaped out and moved towards the store wall, shouting twice.

Soon Mosov gave an answer.

"City Lord? City Lord!"

Mossov was engaged in hand-to-hand combat with a vulture member who held him down and stabbed him in the throat with a knife.

And Mosov, on the other hand, held it with a long gun that had no bullets in his hand, and did not dare to relax the slightest with all his strength.

Even if he unloads the force slightly, the opponent's knife will pierce his throat.

Russell rushed to the ground and smashed the back of the opponent's head with an axe, Mosov couldn't feel the strength, but the enemy's body sank, and he pushed the body away with difficulty, and then he got up.

"Leave two alive."

"Yes! City Lord!"

At this moment, Mossov's Tong Kong widened slightly, he couldn't believe that the city lord would actually appear here.

I couldn't believe that the city lord had just saved his life!

This kind of grace of reinvention made his heart rise a fiery fire, and he couldn't wait to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire for the city lord, and then die!

Due to Russell's arrival, the pressure on the sharp-knife warriors was relieved, and instead of drawing his gun to shoot, he used his tomahawk to shuttle through the night.

As God comes, enemies will perish wherever he goes.

Soon, Russell got hands on the two and lost them to Mosov.

The rest have been hacked to death.

The Sharp-Knife Warriors suffered heavy losses, with a total of ten men when they arrived, and now only four people remained.

If Russell hadn't come, then Mossov and the others would have been wiped out.

When the time came, Russell didn't even know who had killed them.

At this time, the two Vulture Gang members were tied up by Mosov, who held an iron rod in his hand and beat them up.

But they didn't understand the hatred at all, because they killed the members of Mosov's team!

"Ask them about the Vultures."

Mosov gritted his teeth and shouted, "Say!"

One person was beaten with blood from his mouth and nose, and one had his arm broken and lay on the ground humming.

"To say or not to say? Don't you say that?"

Mosov went up with two sticks, and the man with the broken arm cried and cried for his mother.

"Say, I say...... We are in a deserted city about 80 kilometers from here, which was originally a small town, but it was buried in the yellow sand, and it was only two years ago that it was resurfaced."

"We were originally scavengers, but we came together to form the Vulture Gang and live in a deserted city."

Mosov glared and yelled, "Stop, get to the point! How many people, how many weapons, how many supplies!"

"Yes, there are about four hundred people, more than a hundred of them like us, the Vulture Gang leader is very strong, he has two tanks, and three cannons, heavy machine guns

and light machine guns, shotguns, and standard pistols......

"Many, these guns were found from the police station's ammunition depot in the deserted city, really, I didn't lie!"

"At first, there were a lot of resources in the deserted city, which were completely enough for us, but then there were several riots, and the supplies were destroyed, so we had to go out along the deserted city to find supplies."

"Here, this shop was just discovered by our team......

Mosov said angrily: "Fart! This is obviously what we have found now, and we are all ready to take the supplies, if you hadn't intervened, I would have killed so many soldiers?"

Mosov turned to his knees, slapped his fist on the heart, and said sincerely: "City Lord, please let me avenge the warriors, we need to sacrifice the sharp knives that died in battle with blood!"

"Promise you, the vultures will pay the price, get up."

"Thank you, Castle Lord!"

Mosov got up and glared at the two vultures on the ground.

And they were also a little dumbfounded when they heard Mossov's address to Russell.

City Lord?

"You're the lord of the city? You're strong?"

Russell sneered, "More than enough to kill you vultures, Freosa?"

"Yes!"

Freosa stepped out of the shadows, followed by Dag.

"You send the corpse of the Sharp-Knife warrior back to the city, gather the Sharp-Knife and the Rangers, and Mayena guards the Oasis City, and sends Clun to the farm, and Senas to the Oasis Town, and fortify the iron mines."

"Yes!"

Dag walked up and whispered, "What about me?"

"You go back to the city and wait for me, don't go wrong."

"Okay, I'm not going to bother you."

Dag left with Freosa, refueling the chariots of Mosov and the others before leaving, while the two vulture members were left to the care of the Sharpblade Warriors.

Russell and Mossoff enter the store, which has pre-nuclear merchandise.

The product has long since expired, but as long as it is not moldy, it can be eaten, and the best time to eat it is within the expiration date, such as alcohol and cigarettes, even after a hundred years, you can enjoy it.

But this shop is not very big, and it is about 80 square meters inside.

The shelves are stocked with expired food, as well as pots and pans and some tools.

"City Lord, there's a warehouse in the back with a lot of canned water."

Russell walked into the warehouse and saw boxes of Coke and other beverages, as well as more than a dozen boxes of wine and cigarettes.

He broke open the can of Coke and took a sip, and although he was out of breath, it still had some sweetness.

"Bring a few cans to the warrior to taste."

"Thank you for the blessing of the lord of the castle."

Mossov took a few cans of Coke and stood honestly where he was.

Russell pulls out two packs of cigarettes from the cigarette case, opens them and lights one.

This foreigner's cigarettes are hard to smoke, and I always feel a smell of stinky feet, but some is better than nothing.

"Let's go."

The floor of the shop has a lot of yellow sand, and the walls are blown to pieces, making it look like a dilapidated house from a distance.

Fortunately, the house was built in a valley to avoid direct sunlight and storms, otherwise it would have collapsed.

Go outside.

Russell smoked a cigarette and stared down at the vultures.

"Where do you get your water?"

The man with the broken arm said, "Three kilometers away from the deserted city, there is a volcano there, and our water is from the volcano, and the helper says that it is a gift from Hephaestus, the god of fire."

Russell smiled.

It seems that in the last days, all the means of mastering people's hearts come from the gods, and only God can control human beings and make them do things willingly.

In other words, there is faith, and the power of faith is infinite.

The knife warriors all tasted Coke, and they instinctively refused this novel experience, but after really tasting it, they actually had some strange psychology, a sweet feeling from the heart

Burst out.

"City Lord, I have made a bed for you in the car, please rest first."

Mossov is very good at handling things.

"Okay, you take turns keeping vigil, don't let them run away, and set up cards nearby."

"Understood!" Mosov replied.

Following.

The sky cleared.

White clouds rarely lit up.

And the sky gradually reflected in the blue.

When Russell woke up, he found something to eat in the store, such as compressed biscuits and red wine, which were a perfect match.

Compressing a biscuit into your throat is like cutting your throat with a razor blade, while red wine is just right to moisten your throat, disinfect it, and relieve pain.

The Knife Warriors ate expired food that was not moldy, which was already a gift, and if they were in Oasis City, they would definitely not be able to eat it.

Because even if it is food that has expired for more than ten years, it is a rare treasure!

It must be rewarded to the residents in the form of a reward, so as to achieve the maximum benefit of the expired food.

Until noon.

The scorching sun shines on the yellow sand, and if a person grabs the yellow sand with his hands, it will inevitably scald a blister.

The roar of chariot engines could be heard in the distance.

Mosov immediately reported: "City Lord, Instructor Freosa is arriving with a sharp knife and a ranger, and has now driven to the entrance of the valley."

"Ready."

"Yes!"

Mosov waved the Knife Warrior to herd the two vultures into the cart, and then stood by the cart and waited.

Soon Freosa and the others were near the shop, and the knives and rangers all dismounted.

Russell clenched his fists and raised his hands, and said in a heartfelt voice: "Eighty kilometers away, there is a group of plundering gangs, they are called the vulture gang, they want to rob us of our resources, and kill our sharp knife warriors, do you want to avenge this?"

"Report!"

"Report!"

"Report!"

A total of 112 people were dispatched by the sharp knives and rangers, and the shouts of the same voice at this moment were shocking.

"Good! Check your weapons and equipment, and when you get there, specify the battle plan, and I won't allow anyone to mess with the plan, understand?"

"Defend the oasis to the death!"

"Very good, get in the car, let's go!

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Immediately, the sharp knives and rangers boarded the chariot.

Russell sat in the co-pilot of Friossa's war truck, reached out and took out the ammunition pack from the rear, and pressed the bullets inside into the magazine one by one.

Freosa was a little silent, she didn't know how to communicate with Russell.

"What do you want to say?"

"War kills a lot of people."

Freosa finally couldn't hold back and voiced his worries.

"Oh, wars kill people, but you will die in the city. This is the end of the world, a chaotic place with no rules, and people's hearts have long been untested, do you want to bet on the Vulture Gang to be kind?"

When Freosa heard this, he fell silent.

She just suddenly felt helpless, not benevolent.

When peace is too long and war is needed, some people have this mentality.

And people who have survived war all year round do not have such a mentality.

"I understand that maybe the peaceful life has given me hope, and I don't want too many people to die."

"There will be war before there will be war merits, otherwise how can the sharp knife and the ranger be promoted to the knighthood? Do you know how many people are waiting to be promoted?!"

In an instant, it dawned on Freosa.