I give the world destruction and new life

"Oh?" Martin touched his face, completely unaware that it was an attack, he thought it was a larger piece blown by the wind.

After 13 years of retirement in the shelter, and with his nerves metalized again, Martin's reflexes slowed down by a few beats, and he just shook his head before slogging away again.

The gunman, who was hiding under the sea of ​​sand 30 meters away, tightly clenched the short gun in his hand, bared his sharp teeth from under his lips, and then quickly disappeared into the sea of ​​sand.

The saint actually saw the sparks that burst out on Martin's face the moment he was shot, but he didn't move. The sound of the wind covered up the gunshot. He knew that he would not be able to catch up with the gunman even if he got out of the car, so he chose to paralyze him.

Judging from the fact that the other party is still thinking about revenge until now, the other party will never stop here, and he will definitely come back again.

What the saints need is to wait patiently until the shooter loses his patience, as he said before, a person, or something that can shoot, always needs food to survive these 13 years.

And in Tucson City, besides this warehouse area, where else could there be enough supplies for a living creature to persist for such a long time?
"This big guy is really a miracle in the history of industry, perfect!" A mechanic named Admar Vysotsky sat in the passenger seat, looking at the scenery outside through the bulletproof glass of Beamon.

Today is the first time they try to cross the entire city. The new paint dug out from the Tiger Claw Gang is completely rubbish. It took more than ten years to make it completely sexual. Arasaka's promotional words back then were completely commercial fraud.

This also made Anthony give up his plan to make perfect preparations. This is the end of the world, how can there be so many perfect beauties, so after wasting a few weeks, they just brought all their supplies and planned to go through the whole night first. Help the Valentinos deliver a batch of goods to Vault 97, and then set off for the Palm Springs Vault.

Because Palm Springs was chosen as the first target, the excited shelter supervisor sincerely asked them to bring some spare water purification chips if possible. They were willing to entertain Anthony with precious natural food and fine wine. partners, and promises future returns to the generosity of the Night City shelter community.

As the former supervisor of Vault 97, Anthony naturally knew that there were plenty of water purification chips in the Vault. Wang Zhengdao also agreed to this request. Anthony only needed to pick up the goods and then deliver them.

"I just hope it doesn't throw us halfway." Anthony, who was driving, frantically controlled the behemoth.

Like the Saints and their side, in order to adapt to the long journey, Admar helped remove almost all non-essential electrical components on the Beamon, but it is a miracle in the history of industry in Admar’s mouth, and it cannot be like the Saints. Like a classic car, it has been disassembled cleanly and only relies on the mechanical structure to drive.

That's why they need anti-interference coating to ensure that this behemoth will not strike midway. The good news is that they have the paint on hand, which can ensure that this behemoth will drive to the Palm Springs shelter, and the Palm Springs shelter There are enough supplies to replenish.

The bad news is that if they don't make it, the trip becomes a one-way ticket.

"Shhh! Don't speak ill of her, she will hear you." Admar gently patted the driver's seat, as if trying to comfort the car: "You are definitely the most beautiful car in the world after Apocalypse Day!"

"That's right." Anthony glanced at Admar. He would never be able to adapt to the natural optimism and sensibility of the other party. Such a person did not become a poet or a speed dealer, but became a mechanic with dirty hands. , It's just a trick of good fortune.

Anthony's journey is not alone. Including Admar, their team has a total of nine people, including people from Valentino Vault, Heywood Vault, No. 97 Vault, and even There's also a maid smuggled out of Luthor's private safehouse.

In her words, she had had enough of that life, and if they didn't take her away, she'd walk into a big storm and die outside.

Although the other party said it in a joking tone at the time, it could be seen from the eyes of that woman Anthony that she did what she said.

In short, the car is full of unruly souls. Some people want to find a reason to live again after the apocalypse, some people naturally like life on the road, and some people just want to escape from their own shelter.

And the most special one is probably Mario Domingo, from Valentino, he insists on calling himself that, he is the envoy of Gusveta, or should he be more formally called a diplomat?

In short, Domingo is also one of the goods for this journey. He will be a representative of the political entity Valentinos, and he will be permanently stationed in the Palm Springs shelter, which is the closest to them outside the Night City shelter group. refuge.

Guswarta's desire to expand in business has been made public. The Palm Springs shelter is his next target. The big storm will always pass, and whoever has the first-mover advantage will be the winner.

With such thoughts in mind, Domingo behaved at odds with other people in the car, especially with the survivor from the Heywood refuge. The fact that wasn't even a Night Cityr a few days ago.

"I'm fed up with these Valentinos. They're like a group of pests. They don't stop for a moment." Jesse Dennis sat in the corner and whispered to a person who came out of Vault 97: "I Swear, if he provokes me again, I will kill him!"

"Dude, don't be so angry, they are at least polite now, before the apocalypse, the way he doesn't like you is to send you a bullet." The refuge resident is an old Nightsider, shrugged and didn't care Said.

When he first moved into the shelter, he was a happy family of four. As a result, within a few years, all his family members died in the civil strife in the shelter.

This contrast almost drove him crazy. They avoided the end of the world, but they didn't escape the sinister heart. His purpose of getting into the car was to find a reason for himself to live.

Anthony took him in, just as he took in several other members, all of whom were lunatics who were not afraid of death.

"If we do make it to Palm Springs, what's next?" Ademar asked.

"Then let's move on to the next nearest shelter in a straight line, and run all the way to the east coast!" When Anthony said this, his voice was a few years younger.