The soldiers brought batches of supplies, and the carriages contained food, drinking water, medicines, daily necessities, and so on.

The salvage men were holding the cans and closing their mouths with joy, and some were kneeling down as if they were drinking.

When they wanted to take more, the soldiers stopped them with their guns raised.

The NCR soldier, who claimed to be Sergeant Major Curtis, approached Potter and solemnly handed him a document, where several people stood in a circle, nervously arguing about something.

Hunchbacked Stu drove the repaired bus to the side, and the group began to move the high-quality scrap selected from the bus to the NCR soldiers, and Sergeant Curtis was very attentive to judge the quality and value of the scrap one by one, and after making sure that all the scrap was up to standard, he nodded to the soldiers.

The soldiers guarding the carriage moved out of the way, and the salvage men happily removed all the contents of the car.

Clay used a knife to pry open a can of meat, squatting in the corner, and eating Hesse, this can of luncheon meat he was in high spirits.

"What happened to the Hoover Dam now?"

Potter asked tentatively.

"Very good, much better than before, the tin cans are cowardly."

Curtis, the young officer, replied briefly, he looked at everyone and everything around him vigilantly, Dog City had been an enclave that NCR had lost actual control of for many years, and his mind wandered for a while before the task of escorting the train was carried out, until Mayor Dodge urged him to do so.

Thankfully, things weren't as bad as they could have been.

"As stated in the documents, we have decided to renew the agreement we have signed with you, and Dogtown needs to continue to provide us with quality scrap originals, and we will calculate points based on their quantities in exchange for your sentence reduction and compensation. But this has a big premise, and that is that you can't stand on your own feet, and Dogtown still belongs to the NCR. Although we will not send troops in the short term, it will not be forever, and you must understand that we will never recognize traitors and terrorists. ”

Sgt. Curtis stretched out a finger and swiped it in front of the eyes of Potter and the others.

"Got it... Those standing here have only one wish, and that is to return to New California as a free man, and I can guarantee that. ”

Potter, who was wearing a green cap and full of vicissitudes and wrinkles, touched his messy gray beard, and looked at Curtis, who had a tough attitude in front of him, and did not react much.

Curtis looked at Potter for a moment, his eyes changed, and he lowered his fingers in a daze.

He took out a letter and gave it to Potter covertly.

"Greetings to Mayor Dodge."

Curtis whispered a word, turned around and ordered the other soldiers to inspect the cargo, close the door, and prepare to return to Hoover Dam.

The black locomotive started again and headed for a fork in the road not far away to turn back.

Andy, who was dressed bloated, didn't go up to talk to those NCR soldiers, the ghost knows if there were any people who served as jailers in Black Canyon Prison, if he was recognized, it would be a lot of fun, he was not like Porter They signed those so-called special labor reform agreements with NCR, he was purely a fugitive, although he did not flee voluntarily, but there was no difference in his identity objectively.

Potter and the others were still there excitedly talking, and soon noticed Andy standing nearby.

"Hey! Andy, I've heard from other people, you went and got Jimmy out by yourself, right? ”

Andy nodded in acknowledgement.

"Is he back?"

Clay picked up as he licked the remaining scrap of meat at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm back, but I don't know why I look a little depressed."

Just as Andy was about to ask in detail, someone shouted.

"Oops! Look over there, the sandstorm is coming! ”

Everyone stood on the platform and looked to the east, and there was indeed a red sandstorm rolling in the distance, and even some scarlet lightning flashed in it, and there was a faint wind like a ghost crying wolf.

The salvage crews turned into frightened birds, and they scrambled to carry their belongings into the bus, and then fled into it.

The clay was squeezed into the back, and in the end it was found that there was not enough space inside.

"Hurry up, drive quickly!"

Potter didn't notice the clay and anxiously beckoned to the hunchbacked Stu to drive, so the bus closed the door and slipped away.

"Nope! ——”

Clay cries out in despair, but the bus doesn't stop.

"Come with me, it'll be fine."

Andy put the visor back on his helmet and grabbed him and walked towards the police car.

In the increasingly violent wind and dust, the police car gradually caught up with the bus that was not fast enough, and the wild dogs in the street disappeared strangely, and they did not know where they were hiding, but they obviously knew that this weather should not continue to stay outside, and perhaps the remains and ruins had become their strong refuge.

"Thank you.."

Clay turned pale and looked at the approaching sandstorm in the distance, and without Andy's help, he had to go and grab the hiding place with the dogs.

"You're welcome... Looks like you're all terrified of the sandstorm, right? ”

Andy glanced at the shattered rearview mirror, and there should be enough time to escape, and when he got back to that building, he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

"Of course, a lot of people died in that thing."

Clay, out of gratitude, talked a little more.

"When we used to live in the old camp... You've probably been there, it's the camp under the viaduct, and every time you encounter that sandstorm, something inexplicable happens. Some will insist that they have seen ghosts, others will go missing, some will be able to find them, some will be lost forever.... Those who survived said they saw all sorts of horrific sights, and then got lost in the sandstorm as soon as they left the camp...."

Clay suddenly thought of something, and his face turned even paler.

"It's been said before... Those who get lost in the sandstorm will have abnormal nerves even if they come back alive. It was as if something crazy had been poured into their minds with the sand, Jack had been lost in a sandstorm for a day and a night, and we found him when he was about to bomb himself.... And Dog Treasure, if it weren't for his dog to show him the way, he wouldn't have come back... One of us named John, who didn't know what was going on, came back lost and went mad, and began to worship a god that we couldn't understand. Andy thought of the madman who attacked him at Lowry's hospital.

"Isn't that John you talking about a little good-looking. eccentric, dark brown complexion; Always with a creepy stiff smile on your face and a penchant for a rusty knife? ”

Clay gave Andy a strange look.

"Then you must have met him, and he later tried to kill and was expelled from the camp by us. No one knows where that guy has gone, if he's still alive, where he is now? Are you still alive? ”

Andy recalls the madness he saw in his final moments, and while he can't be entirely sure, it seems that John really intends to sacrifice himself, but it all goes up in smoke.

"Don't worry about him murdering you... In fact, not only John, but also Dogpo and Jack are all dead. ”

Clay sighed, but his face seemed to relax.

"It's a good thing... But there are more than a few crazy people in Dog Town. ”

Andy raised his eyebrows, these people are crazier than the other, but not all, Dog City is really full of madmen.

"Who else?"

Clay felt a little uncomfortable in his buttocks, and looked down to see a big hole behind the co-pilot's seat, he didn't care how the hole came about, he just moved his ass and chose a more comfortable position.

"Are you interested in this? Let me tell you what I know. First there's Reilly, they're all bloodthirsty monsters, but they're all dead, and then there's a vampire legend, but I don't know much, and finally Jimmy. Don't be surprised, I don't think something is right with Jimmy, he always leaves mysteriously and we don't know what to do alone. ”

Clay muttered, not paying attention to the slight change in Andy's face.

"Hmph... Jimmy's guy didn't go with us all the way, he first headed north when the guards fled and fell into chaos, thinking he would never come back after that, but then he came back. He also had a wolf or dog head tattoo on his body when he first came back, and then he thought it was conspicuous and cut it off, and I heard the driver of the big dome say that there was a group of marauders whose sign was that thing, and I heard that the gang liked to eat people the most..."

Andy nodded noncommittally and thanked the clay for sharing, and they stopped the car, and everyone ran into the building in a hurry, and then closed off contact with the outside world.

The red sandstorm swept through the dog city, and the sound of the wind reached the ears of the people who had taken refuge in the haven, and it seemed to murmur for a while, as if screaming loudly, and for a while it seemed like an angel's horn....

But everybody knows that.

Don't listen.

(End of volume)

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