The Atomic Hummer sped down the road, and since the back seat was stuffed with a super mutant, and some of the cargo boxes were barely crammed into the compartment, and some of them had to be fastened to the roof with a sturdy rope, Blackie had to lie on the ground in a very uncomfortable position.

The wind-blown sand and scorching sun get closer to the west, where there is a huge desert, the more terrifying it becomes.

"Dripping ————" Andy pressed the horn, and a very penetrating noise came out of front of him, and the bighorn sheep in front of him retreated when they heard the sound, but one of the largest males seemed to be unconvinced by the uninvited guest, and he turned the sheep's head to show his horns, and one hoof kept digging the ground, spewing hot gas in his nostrils.

"Again, Beatrice, do me a favor!" Andy said hello, and Beatrice got up from the back seat and rolled over the roof of the car to push out the .50 machine gun, and as she pulled the trigger, the bullets whistled out from the roof, and a few seconds later the arrogant bighorn sheep was suddenly a pile of broken rotten meat.

"Hahaha! ..... Good gun! Good gun! Smash these stupid sheep! She turned the tip of her gun, and the bullet was fired at the bighorn sheep who were watching from a distance, and there was a mist of blood again.

"Hey! Save a little, okay, stop! Stopped by Andy's dissatisfaction, Beatrice returned to the carriage in a huff.

"Ah...... It's really unpleasant..... Before...... This kind of thing can be used casually. Mark asked, confused.

"You mean, you've used this heavy weapon before? And.... Feel free to use it? Have you ever been part of a military unit? Beatrice smiled and nodded as usual.

"Of course! ..... Beatrice.... Formerly in the army...... Many, much.... Brothers..... Yes..... There are big guns, all kinds of big guns, and my favorite is that ..... The one that can explode.... Shoot out, boom, and blow everything up..... Hahaha. Mark nodded thoughtfully and didn't continue to ask, Andy listened, he guessed that Beatrice's intermittent words were a reference to the terrible disaster that swept through New California many years ago, when a self-proclaimed bishop had mastered the facility to produce the FEV virus and the technology to transform organisms into FEV in batches, so a large number of super mutants formed a terrible army.

More details have been drowned out in the dust of the wasteland, and the only thing that is certain is that the terrible being has failed, and that super mutants like Beatrice are the last creations left behind by that guy.

................. It wasn't until the next day that the car finally stopped at the water's edge, and if it was a normal two-headed ox caravan, I am afraid it would take several times as long.

Mark is using the binoculars Andy has placed in his car to look at the water in the distance, and in his view, some small boats are passing on the water, and in the distance is a large building.

The building is actually a building complex centered on a large ship that is half-sunk in the water, and a large number of small boats and metal sheds are finally assembled with a large number of wooden trestles and thick chains and other connecting elements that are subsequently installed.

The whole metal object creaked with the waves on the water's surface, and the rusty metal seemed to have been overwhelmed, but they just didn't sink to the bottom of the lake, but continued to float on the surface of Lake Mead.

The cracks between the rolled rusty iron and the ships formed dark holes, like the eyes of ghosts or the mouths of wild beasts.

There are hidden checkpoints on many of the high points, and guns can be seen on them.

"Looks like they made a scrap metal fortress." Mark put down the binoculars and handed them to Andy. At this moment, not far from where the Atomic Humvee docked, there was a dock hastily built out of wood of various lengths, surrounded by some tattered fishing nets and ground cages, which were entangled in some shriveled dead mutant fish.

Andy put the binoculars away and pulled a flare gun out of his pocket. According to the information obtained from the Crimson Caravan, special flares must be fired before trading with the Water Tiger, and until the other party takes the initiative to send someone to talk, you must not directly approach the stronghold of those guys, otherwise you will bear the consequences.

"Bang-" A red flare was shot into the sky, and a blinding light immediately shone in the sky.

Immediately several speedboats were heading towards the dock, and there stood a few arrogant men on board, their faces painted with strange green oil paint, and their harpoons and chains, some of them carrying simple guns.

Looking at the buzzing speedboats, Andy felt a little strange in his heart.

"Those guys' boats don't look like electric .... It should not be driven by pre-war nuclear power generators, so where did they get the fuel? Mark rubbed his chin and made a possible guess.

"Its practical organisms can also make diesel, and this lake should have the kind of mutant fish with high oil content and population numbers." Before he could finish speaking, a man with a rib whistled in a circle with one arm waving the chain, then threw the chain and wound it around a tattered wooden stake on the dock with a terrible sound.

The speedboat slowed down in circles under the pull of the wooden stakes and docked at the edge of the dock, which explained why the dock looked like it was about to fall apart at any moment.

A swarthy, scarf-wrapped, shirtless, bald head with a giant barbed knife appeared and came to the dock with a somersault on the ship, his body smelling of an indescribable fish, as if his short black trousers were always wet with some scales, more like a fishmonger than a marauder.

"What for?" A low voice came from behind the face cloth. One by one, his companions landed ashore, and one of them was more striking with a strange homemade firearm, which appeared to be a pneumatic crossbow, but fired ammunition rusty harpoons that looked like scrap metal.

Andy stepped forward, ignoring the sharp objects that were close at hand.

"The Crimson Caravan, come to make a deal." Several water tigers glanced at each other a few times, and gradually revealed some stunned and surprised expressions.

The black-skinned bald head at the head made a decision after a few strokes.

"Then you give us the goods, and then send someone to meet our boss." Mark immediately objected.

"Why should we send the goods first, and why should we send only one person?" The black-skinned bald head was a little irritated and stuck his knife into the wood of the dock.

"Rules are rules, you have to obey the water tiger when you come here, or we will disembowel you, and use iron hooks to peel off the skin and hang on the pole with those dead fish!" Mark snorted disdainfully, and suddenly the conversation turned to the last group of crimson caravan merchants who came here to trade with them, and the black-skinned bald head just let out a chilling sneer, deducing that they didn't know where they would go after they left here.

Andy patted Mark and motioned for him to go alone, and after telling Beatrice and Mark to be optimistic about the Atomic Humvee, he followed the black-skinned bald man on the boat, and the boxes were also carried on board.

The speedboat was moving quickly on the water, and the water tigers around them squinted and chuckled, making ill-intentioned sounds.

The black-skinned bald man tried to open the chest, and when he found it locked, he simply pulled a crowbar out of the cabin and tried to force it open, but his efforts were pointless because the Crimson caravan's locks were so strong.

"Hey, you have the key with you, right? Give it to me. The bald head turned around and reached out to Andy with one foot on the box.

"Yes, it's with me, but I'm not going to hand it over until I'm paid, and only to your boss." Andy stood on the boat with his arms crossed, his tall and muscular body was almost as stable as Mount Tai on the boat, he had already noticed all kinds of abnormalities in those water tigers, but he didn't think so at all.

The bald head rubbed his teeth irritably, and asked for it again.

"Don't talk nonsense with Lao Tzu, I tell you, Lao Tzu is God on this water! If I tell you to give birth, you will live, if I tell you to die, you will die, and if I play stupid with me, I will tie you up and throw you into the water to feed the witch snake! Andy just smiled and shook his head when he heard this, this scene immediately made the black-skinned bald eyes burst bloodshot, he quickly turned the sharp knife, and the terrible eyes were full of tyranny, as if he was about to rush towards Andy and stab him to death in the next second.

The water tiger that was controlling the direction of the propeller suddenly turned off the diesel engine, and the boat immediately gradually stopped on the water, and the other two speedboats circled around, as if time had stood still at this moment.

"I'll give you one last chance, give me the key now, or you'll regret it." The bald head pointed the tip of the knife at Andy with one hand, and spread out the other hand to ask for the key, but in exchange for Andy's refusal.

"I'll give you one last chance to put your knife down at once." As soon as these words came out, the surrounding water tigers were stunned for a moment, and then laughed one after another, they had never heard such ridiculous last words, what would happen to those outsiders who dared to disobey their demands, and the mutilated corpses in the iron cages hanging high in the stockade were the most wordless answers.

The bald head laughed the most exaggeratedly, but halfway through the laugh, he suddenly threw the sharp knife in his hand, and the extremely sharp murder weapon flew towards Andy quickly, but he nimbly dodged it.

The sharp knife instantly pierced into the iron sheet of the speedboat, and only then did Andy see that there was still a rope tied to the grip of the sharp knife, and after the bald head saw that the blow missed, he immediately pulled it in the opposite direction, and the sharp knife immediately flew back, and those sharp barbs were dodged by him again when they were about to scrape Andy.

He strolled to the side, dodging the black-skinned bald knife and kicking a water tiger with a hook swinging at his leg.

The N99 and the self-charging pistol appeared in his hand, and just as he was about to kill the knife-wielding creature in front of him in an instant, he jumped backwards again to dodge, because with a distinct sound, a rusty metal harpoon was shot from the next boat.