"Ahh ——”

A Podonk man rounded the shovel in his hand and shoveled towards Andy, Andy could have shot him, but he still put on the Hercules Power Fist and grabbed the shovel head, caught it with great strength, and dragged it into his own hands to disarm the enemy, and then he picked up the shovel and slapped it at the man's head, only to hear a muffled sound, the Podonk man fell directly unconscious.

Jack on the side raised his prosthetic leg to block the lead pipe smashed by another Bodonker, the heavy blunt object made the rudimentary metal prosthetic leg somewhat deformed, taking advantage of the attacker's stiffness, Jack raised the leg that was not lame and kicked it directly between the opponent's legs, only to hear a scream, the man dropped the lead pipe and shrunk into a ball on the ground.

Seeing his two companions fall to the ground, the man at the head tried to pull the trigger a few times, but the pistol in his hand still did not go off, so he threw the pistol to the ground in anger and pulled out the dagger at his waist.

"We're not just a few people! If you don't get out of the way, you're going to die! ”

Andy scooped up the fallen Podonker with a shovel and threw it away like garbage, and then realized that the basket he was carrying contained some stones that glowed golden.

“.... Is this gold? ”

Jack looked surprised at this, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then walked over to the back basket to take a closer look.

"It seems really... There's gold in this mine... This..."

Seeing that the two men in front of him were exposed and obviously unable to beat the two in front of him, the Bodunker who was vainly wielding the dagger gritted his teeth, and finally had to turn around and flee, and the guy who had been kicked in the balls reluctantly got up with a red and purple face, and limped away with his basket in his hand.

The guy who was knocked down by Andy's shovel was still lying there still, Andy walked over and tested it, and found that he had actually lost his breath, obviously without any force....

Both of them looked at the ore in the basket and felt that this matter was not trivial.

"Potunke may be going to be developed now... But that's not necessarily a good thing. ”

"What happens after that?"

"I wonder if they will make this matter public, after all, it has been discovered by the two of us, maybe everyone who went into the prospecting before was secretly killed by them, so no one has ever known that there is gold in it."

Jack scratched his beard in annoyance.

"It's time to get it as soon as possible, I'm going to find Krimson and get the gun down, and get this mine under control first, or the situation may get out of hand..."

The two men found Krimson again with a basket and guns, and Jack explained everything to him and showed him the guns and gold.

"You know what's going to happen, right?"

Krimson looked at the gold with no joy on his face.

"Yes, Uncle Jack.... There will be a big mess here, and there will be a lot of outsiders who will be moved, and it is difficult to say that in the past, when only some rags could be produced here, people could still be more or less safe. ”

Andy watched as a few of Krimson's trusted Podonks were there to inspect and maintain the guns that had just been brought back from the depths of the mine by Andy and Jack, and the weapons on the table would be the basis of the new order, because those who possessed these weapons would be violent, and the Podonkers who only had cold weapons and rudimentary homemade guns in their hands would be afraid to do anything when they saw it.

"Krimson, who else here but you can pull up the manpower?"

Hearing Andy ask, Krimson pondered for a moment.

"Probably... Three or four groups, alas, it's troublesome, hurry up, let's get there as fast as we can, if it's too late! ”

About half an hour later, Krimson ran to the previous mine with sixteen or seventeen men armed with guns and rudimentary homemade leather armor, and controlled the entrance to the mine, and then he found a few older men to give them bottle caps as labor, and let them drag some iron sheets and garbage to the mouth of the mine as cover.

Before the preparations were finished, the Podonks were already swarming over like a swarm, and many of them, although they didn't understand what was going on, still came to watch the excitement.

The measles, who had been working on the fuel rods at the uranium mine, also came over to join in the fun, and Andy called him over to tell him what was going on, and he acted very indifferent.

"Oh, there's a lot of minerals here, but I'm more interested in uranium than gold."

He turned his purple noseless face to look at Krimson with his dim eyes.

"Mayor of Podonk, are you reconsidering my proposal? If you want, maybe the reservation can provide you with some force protection and weapons support, as long as we agree. ”

Krimson hesitated, but shook his head.

"I'm responsible for the whole of Poldonke, it's still an internal matter of Pordonke, I think the internal problems need to be solved internally, and if I take the lead, others may follow suit."

Measles snorted coldly.

"Well, this matter has nothing to do with me."

He didn't look back at the uranium plant, not even paying much attention to Andy's attitude towards the matter.

Even in the wasteland, gold is still precious, as long as you get enough gold, you can get the capital to turn over, and leave the harsh environment of the Grand Canyon to settle in a more suitable place for survival.

Five or six vicious men came up with some iron rifles and crossbows.

"Krimson, what are you doing here! This belongs to the whole of Bodunke! ”

Jack whispered to Andy on the side that these people claimed to be the Glenn Brothers, a group of guys who made trouble in small groups all day long, and now they naturally rushed to the scene when they heard the news.

Krimson stood in front of the mine and did not budge.

"I'm the mayor of Poldonk, and I have the power to maintain order here, and now I haven't figured out what the situation is inside, of course, Poldunke's resources belong to all of us, but if we just let it go casually, it will only make a mess, you guys are saying it nicely now, and when I really don't care, you will kill innocents in the mine in order to rob others of the fruits of their labor.

The Glenn brothers looked at the guns in the hands of Krimson and felt a little frightened, and finally did not continue to attack, but left silently.

After driving away a group of people, two more groups soon came.

The two groups each gathered a small twenty people, and the scattered townspeople who were watching nearby all retreated.

Jack quietly introduced Andy again, and now the slightly larger number of people blocked on the left side of the mine were led by a man nicknamed Mole, who wore a gray turban, a pair of squinted eyes, and the skin on his body was all wrinkled, no wonder the nickname was Mole, the two guys who attacked Andy before and then fled were also mixed in the crowd at this time, plus the previous Glenn Brothers, so the number became very large; A little smaller on the right is a group of recent new tribesmen, some of whom do not speak the lingua franca at all, and who wear clothes like crotch cloths, the style of which highlights a colorful and complex mess, led by a man named Mugen, whose beard is tied into small braids with a small rope on his chin, many strange ornaments around his neck, and strange paintings and tattoos on his skin.

Andy looked at the unruly and savage tribesmen, and his heart was amazed.

"Are you so open here... Even the Hoover Dam often rejects people who look very tribal, well, after all, they are not very easy to manage and communicate. ”

Jack looked at the people gathered around him with a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Because they promised to help us coordinate our relations with other natives, there used to be some natives who thought it was a blasphemy for us to mine and scavenge here, so they always attacked, and since they were allowed to join, this has become rare, this is something that everyone knows, so... Usually avoid them. ”

The mole with the most people behind him stepped forward, rifle in hand.

"Krimson, give you one last chance, you've got to catch it! Now, get out! ”

Such a high-profile provocation caused a stir among the onlookers, and everyone had already guessed the reason, and the sudden control of the mine and the tense situation meant that something extraordinary had appeared underground, and it was something that these people who had been scavenging and mining for a living were hoping to find.

Gold.

A group of tribesmen behind Mugen were also restless, machetes and spears wandering aimlessly.

He also expressed himself in a half-baked lingua franca.

"The gold of the Holy Land... We need to take it to the sacrifice... Regardless of you... How to divide, three parts, we.. To have one, you have to. ”

The mole turned his head and narrowed his eyes, obviously not approving of giving a third of the gold to the tribesmen, but now that the mines were under Krimson's control, he was in no hurry to show his attitude towards the natives, and they were also available to him.

"Okay, we also agree that you will take your share, there is no need for us to be hostile, isn't it the Krimson gang who are stopping everyone from going in and wanting to take it for themselves? How about taking them out together? ”

Seeing that the situation was not good, Krimson quickly clarified.

"Shut up! Mole, I don't want to swallow it alone, the gold in it belongs to the owner of Potunk, not you or me, and the way of mining can only be carried out after everyone has discussed. ”

The idle people who were watching nearby heard Krimson's own admission that there was gold in the mine, and they immediately became excited and applauded Krimson's statement.

"Yes, yes, it's all of us!"

"Let's all mine the gold inside!"

The mole rubbed his turban, and some evil light came out of his slit eyes.

"So? Now that the people of Bodonk are here, you say, how will they be divided after that? Everyone Mugen said that they wanted one-third, do you agree with this? ”

As soon as these words came out, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Mugen looked around left and right, and found that everyone didn't say a word, and suddenly became angry.

"You westerners! They all look like robbers! This is our land! ”

He reached out a hand and tapped his thick brown chest in displeasure, and the tribesmen behind him screamed, tapping their spears against the ground.

Mugen gestured for the other tribesmen to be quiet.

"If you don't want to give us what you deserve, we'll make it impossible for you to stay any longer!"

Krimson frowned, the situation had become like this in just two hours, and Pokton, which had been scattered, fell apart in an instant under the impact of huge interests, and the townspeople who were standing in the distance and watched were okay to move their mouths, and it was really impossible to expect them to help.

"It's not that we don't want to give it to you, but we have to make sure it's fair! We must not allow a group of people to monopolize this place, and I have led people to lock it off to avoid this. The mining of this cavern will continue to take place under everyone's watchful eyes, and I, as the mayor of Podonk, will preside over the matter. ”

The mole squinted, if it really looked like Krimson was doing this, and it was really mined according to the method of equal sharing, what was the point? The top priority is to muddy the waters.

After making up his mind, he turned to one of his men, who nodded and suddenly yelled at the tribemen.

"You dog-like natives still want gold? Come on, your grandfather gave you a fart, do you smell good? ”

The leather jacket really pouted and farted at the tribesmen.

Although many of the tribesmen could not understand what the leather jacket was saying, they knew by his attitude and movements that this person was trying to insult them, so the group of tribesmen whose faces became extremely embarrassed in a matter of seconds chose to respond to the insult in the most direct way, raising their machetes and spears, baring their teeth and roaring as they rushed towards the westerners they hated.

A tribeamen wearing a headdress made of dead wood on his head immediately drew several throwing knives and threw them at the leather jacket, and even though the leather jacket fled into the crowd immediately after the provocation, his legs and feet were not as fast as the throwing knives, and in the scream, the throwing knives were plunged into his back and thighs, and one staggered to the ground.

The sudden outburst of tribesmen brandished their knives and spears and began to attack any Podonk in their vicinity indiscriminately, and those who could not dodge were immediately slashed and stabbed, and immediately blood flowed all over the ground.

In the chaos, the direction that Krimson was guarding was also attacked by some tribesmen, and in desperation, he had no choice but to order to shoot, and for a while, the gunshots rang out, and the Poldonke people, who had long been disgusted with these natives, did not hesitate to pull the trigger and shoot bullets, those 9mm bullets or 10mm bullets effortlessly pierced through their rudimentary leather armor, but these fierce tribesmen still continued to charge them with bloody machetes with red eyes with gunshot wounds.

The mole and chicken thief beckoned his men to retreat while coping, leaving the tribesmen who had lost their minds to Crimson and the others to deal with, and instead withdrew.

A stout, bald tribesman with a black camouflage face and his mouth wider than a fist raised, raised his mace and swept towards Andy's head, a shot that would have killed him.

"Ah——!!h

Andy dodged the mace with a short body, the wind blew through his scalp, and he got close and pulled back Papa to roll him all over the ground, and the mace in the tribesman's hand flew out in the meantime.

Standing up and looking back, he saw Mugen take a bow from his back, take the arrow from his waist, and take aim at Crimson, as the mayor of the town took the lead in the fight with the rest of his companions, completely oblivious to the arrow of death in the distance.

"Bang ——!"

Andy fired in V mode, and Mugen's head burst open, but the arrow in his hand had already shot first, and the arrow hit Crimson's chest with precision, piercing his leather jacket.

"Hmm!"

Crimson clutched his chest and fell to the ground, and the surrounding tribesmen watched as the corpses of the people who had been shot and fell to the ground and the dead leader Mugen finally lost their fighting spirit and fled after a bloody battle.

"Little Hansen!"

Jack, who had been beaten with a large purple patch on his face, finally got out of the fight, he screamed and ran to Crimson's side, and found that the arrow had pierced deep into his chest, Crimson groaned in pain and wanted to say something, but in the blink of an eye, his face was purple and foaming at the mouth, and his raised arm hung down weakly.

Andy walked over and snorted, Crimson was already dead, thinking that the quiver of the wooden root was filled with venom obtained from the venom glands of poisons such as radiant scorpions, and the arrow soaked in venom took effect as soon as it was shot into the body, directly killing Crimson, not to mention that his last antidote solvent had been used up to save people, even if it was too late to use it, the mayor of Podunk died under the poisonous arrows of the tribesmen.

Jack sat down on the ground and exclaimed, "Oh my God, oh my God." ”