Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 11 11. Showdown

  Every wasteland person knows that the two most important things in living on the wasteland are to hold the weapon in your hand, and be optimistic about the kettle at the waist.

  The former is the foundation of self-protection.

  The latter is the source of life that determines life and death.

  If you have to add a third thing, that is, you must be vigilant enough, except for those who have changed lives, other people, men, women, old and young, are not trustworthy!

  The extreme poverty of materials and the extreme harshness of the environment have made Darwinism rampant in this wasteland. Every bite of food and every cup of purified water must be robbed.

  Justice and evil are by no means a measure of friends and enemies.

  Such as now.

  The wind and sand are still rolling, much better than before.

  But the visibility is still very low. A group of people are standing in it, like ghosts walking in the fog, shadows and shadows, with a little unknown.

  This desert-like world seems to be given a different tone.

   is very similar to some old western movies that Jiang Xia has watched. Directors always like to use this kind of contrast to reflect the cruelty of an unordered world.

   But in fact, there are some things that don’t need to be compared and can be understood clearly.

  Behind Jiang Xia, the young soldier Su, holding a pulse rifle in his hand.

  The hand holding the gun is very stable, and the muzzle is locked in the back of Jiang Xia. You only need to pull the trigger, and the penetrating electromagnetic pulse can burn flesh and blood.

  A penetrating wound the size of a little finger was left in front of the person's heart.

  This kind of injury may not be fatal to the Wastelanders.

  There are too many people who have reconstructed the prosthetic body. Many people like to install some defensive devices on vital parts like the heart.

  There are also some extremes. Just set up a "second heart" in the body in advance. Once the heart is destroyed, the gadget will be activated immediately to replace the role of the heart.

  But the person in front of me has no prosthetic body.

  As long as Su shoots, Jiang Xia is dead.

   But Su, didn't really want to do this.

  He is a young man. Although he is also in the wasteland, he is not as scheming as Rogge. In the eyes of this young man, his current actions do not speak martial arts.

Obviously, it was the outsider in front of him who entered the town desperately and gave them a chance to win, although the two sides are not friends.

  But at least it should be a collaborator.

  So, under the mask, Su's expression was a bit tangled.

  Even though he knows well, why Roger asked them to do this in brainwave communication.

   "It seems that our understanding of the word'friend' is somewhat different."

   Jiang Xia didn’t feel Su’s entanglement. He raised his hands and sarcastically said to Roger, who was walking towards him:

  "Is this how you wasteland people treat your friends?"

   "I didn't mean to hurt you."

  Rogge put the toolbox aside, changed the syringe in his right hand to his left hand, stretched out his fingers, and bounced on it, just like the doctor preparing for the injection of the patient.

He says:

   "Our interests are the same, Jiang.

  We are all going to your world. For you, it is going home, but for us, it is an unpredictable adventure.

  I have to do this.

  I must do everything possible to improve the survival rate of me and my brothers in your unknown world, and turn a dangerous person like you into ours.

  This is currently the best solution. "

   Jiang Xia did not refute.

  If he is Roger, he will choose to do so. This is indeed the best way to prevent it before embarking on an adventure with no results.

  There is no pain of betrayal in his heart.

   is already vigilant, if there are no such wasteland people as his own, if he has been on guard, there will be no betrayal.

  The two parties are not friends at first, and this cooperation is also a different dream.

  It's nothing more than to see who has the higher means.

  After all, only children believe in the confederacy of blood.

  He looked at the futuristic and simple syringe in Rogge's hand. The needle was like a small drill, which made people feel chilling.

  He didn’t know how the Wasteland Man implanted brain chips, but from the shape of the syringe, it could be seen that it was probably similar to a small craniotomy.

   "You mean, only by turning me into a pug who listens to your instructions can you feel relieved?"

   Jiang Xia said softly:

   "Are you so afraid of me?"

   "Not afraid."

  Rogge explained:

   "If I have more time, I actually prefer to use a gentle way to make us truly allies.

  Before I picked up my gun and went to war, I was a biologist.

  I know that the connection of the chip is not omnipotent.

  It has not yet developed to the point where it can completely manipulate brain wave activity and completely manipulate thinking. I also know that such an action will make you resent us. It is really a bad idea.

  Unfortunately, we don’t have so much time.

  You don’t have to worry about this chip, it will erase all your free will.

  It is not as terrible as you think. It is only a tool after all. It has a weak binding force on thinking, and it will not affect your thinking, but it will make you trust us more.

  That's it. "

   "Whatever you say, I don't understand this anyway."

   Jiang Xia turned her head and looked at it.

  The wasteland fighters with guns on all sides wear masks, and they can't see their faces, but the probe-shaped muzzle still has a deterrent effect, which is really unmovable.

  He took a deep breath.

  The heart beats very fast, and the adrenaline is also secreted rapidly. He is about to make the last fight, and he doesn’t know if that temporary “ally” will lose the chain.

  This kind of feeling of handing one's life into the hands of a stranger is too bad.

  Absolutely not, there will be another time!

   Seeing that Jiang Xia did not answer any more, he remained silent, as if he had completely given up his resistance. Roger also breathed a sigh of relief, and he gave orders to several fighters.

  The two guns on Jiang Xia's body were taken down and thrown aside.

  Su also stretched out his hand to take out the revolver that Jiang Xia had inserted in the holster around his waist, and completely disarmed him.

  But at the moment he stretched out his hand, Jiang Xia's hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

   "This gun is not good, I like it."

  He said something.

  Su was taken aback, but the next moment, Jiang Xia exploded and wanted to throw Su to the ground.

  Juli strikes, Su's reaction is extremely fast.

  His limbs replaced by a prosthetic body exploded with power far beyond human beings. Not only did Jiang Xia not fall, but Jiang Xia was lifted up.

  Like shaking a sack, the whole is thrown to the ground.

"boom"

  The torso was hit hard, and the abnormal brute force made Jiang Xia's eyes black, but the reaction was still there. He drew out the revolver and fired a shot at Rogge.

  There is no accuracy at all, the bullets are almost the opposite.

  A few soldiers next to him immediately grabbed their guns and rushed up to subdue this guy and beat him severely.

  But Roger felt a bit of a bad time. Although he had been in contact with Jiang Xia for less than six hours, he already knew something about the outsider.

  He doesn't seem to be such an impulsive person.

   Still resisting in such a desperate situation, or it means that he has lost his mind and wants to make a desperate move.

  Either means, he is still prepared!

  On the other side, in the brown vegetation, the girl lying there also heard the crisp gunshots, which made her body tremble, subconsciously picked up the blood-stained, crumpled piece of paper, and looked at it again.

  There is no writing on the paper, only a few clumsy simple strokes.

  The first picture is a stickman shooting in the sky.

  The second one is two botched robots launching missiles.

  The third picture shows two people, one big and one small, holding hands, walking in the beginning.

  The painting technique is very poor.

  But the meaning, coupled with the scene in front of me, is not difficult to understand.

  The girl touched her belly, and there seemed to be the cold bomb counting down there.

  She shook her body, held her head in her hands, and sent a signal to command the killer to attack through the brain wave chip.

  Her authority is very poor, and she is the lowest level of the Immortal Society.

  It is impossible to control the robot as freely as the two instructors, but the command to find the enemy to fire can still be sent out.

  "哐"

   A loud noise sounded behind Roger.

  The leader turned his head and saw that the two hunter robots, which had been shut down because of the loss of their manipulators, were restarting abruptly, but they were not moving.

  The rocket bomb nest behind them is quickly adjusting its direction, slowly tilting toward the place where Roger and the group are.

   "Dodge!"

  Rogge's pupils dilated, shouted, he pounced to the side, rolled over, and in the next instant, several rockets whizzed away, struck a distance of less than ten meters, and blasted a low wall.

  The fire broke out, the ground vibrated, and the air wave blasted into the sky.

  This blow was inaccurate, and at first glance it was controlled by a rookie.

  But the chaos that should have been ignited.

  The wasteland fighters looked for shelter everywhere, and the wind and sand waves caused chaos.

  Su was rather unlucky. The flying stone from the blasted low wall was hitting him, protected by a prosthetic body. He was not injured, but was thrown away.

  At the moment he landed, the prosthesis in his left eye quickly caught a figure in the chaos.

   Jiangxia!

  The outsider, he is probably the only calm person in the chaotic field.

  It seemed that all this was within his expectation. At the moment of the explosion, instead of evading, he rushed out like a cheetah.

  The goal is very precise.

Battery!

  Star array!

not good!

  He wants to run!

  Su had a moment of enthusiasm for the brain.

  As a person Rogge trusts, he can be regarded as Rogge's adjutant. He knows the significance of this action to find the star formation better than other fighters.

  It is no exaggeration to say that this star formation to another world is the only chance for the black hand to survive right now!

  And Jiang Xia is the best guide that God has given them.

  Can’t let him run!

  Su roared, the prosthetic body exploded, and the dirt and gravel under his feet exploded, pushing the young man towards Jiang Xia, who had rushed to the battery pack and hit the red start button with a punch.

  The parallel battery pack is activated at this moment.

  Following a few lines of creepy blue plasma, bursting on the cable line as thick as a human arm, all the energy of the high-energy battery, like water that opens the gate, poured onto the slate of Star Array.

   is like Jiang Xia’s memory repeating itself.

  As the energy poured, the lines and circles around the slate, like blue mercury puddles, were quickly lit up.

  The energy is leaking, and the frantic wind blows up, making Jiang Xia unable to open his eyes.

  One second later, a bright light opened before his eyes.

   is like a closed eye, open to both sides, the familiar oval light curtain rotates, opening the door to another world.

  He is going home.

  Jiang Xia didn't look back, and he was about to step forward, but there was a bad wind behind him, roaring like a beast, like a siege hammer hitting him, knocking him to the ground.

  Su seemed to be mad, riding on Jiang Xia's waist vigorously, a pair of iron fists ruthlessly smashed towards the outsider.

   Jiang Xia is also fighting back.

  It is a pity that the power of flesh and blood is not as strong as the explosion of a mechanical prosthetic body.

After    three or two punches, he was swollen with soda's nose and face, dizzy, and the chaos around him had subsided, and the shouts around him were also ringing, making Jiang Xia's heart also lifted.

not good.

   is not good.

   "swish"

  Amidst this chaos, the sound of gunshots sounded like needles.

  The pulsed light beam penetrated the body, bringing the smell of burns, and the sudden pain caused Jiang Xia and Su to scuffle, and suddenly stopped in place.

   Jiang Xia felt a burning pain in her waist and abdomen, probably because of bruises.

  But in front of him, Su, who was riding on him for crazy output, shook his body and hit the ground. This young man was like a fish thrown out of the water.

   Breathing in big mouths, but it is difficult to inhale gas.

  This shot, from behind, pierced his lungs.

  As Su fell to the ground, Jiang Xia saw that in front of his eyes, in front of the light gate, in the chaos blown by the wind and sand, the little girl in the uniform of the eternal life.

   was shaking, holding an old pulse pistol in his hand.

  She shot the shot just now.

"Hahaha"

   Jiang Xia let out a happy and wild laugh at this moment, he jumped up with a blue nose and a swollen face, kicked Su who was struggling to breathe, wiped the blood stains under his nose, and ignored the girl's muzzle pointed at him.

  He shook his body and looked at the chaotic situation behind.

  In the flames, the soldiers of the Black Hand Society were shouting, and Roger, half of his body under the ruins, was shouting at him with fire-breathing eyes.

  But Jiang Xia didn't care.

  In the chaos, he pointed his **** to Rogge maliciously, picked up the toolbox that fell to the ground, and buckled the syringe in his hand. Finally, he grabbed an ammunition bag and carried it on his shoulder.

  Finally, he hooked the girl who pointed the gun at him.

   "I didn't intend to take you this little cumbersome, but it seems that you and I are very destined."

   "Let's go, kid."

   "It's time to return from **** to the world."

  　, some recommendations, some collection~ The contract has been sent out, this book is going to write a few million words, and my heart is very hot, brothers give me some support, and give me a fire~ Thanks.

  (End of this chapter)