Reloaded Wasteland

The others didn't froze, picked up their guns and fired at the outside.

The croaking sound continued outside, and the green blood drifted into the heavy rain, and then disappeared.

The armed chariot moved quickly under the control of Bing Lang, first backed up, and then aimed at other passing vehicles.

As long as you follow them, even if you are close to the swamp, it will only be others who fall in first.

From time to time on the road, frogmen can be seen coming out of the swamp. They slashed over with a big knife, but to the armor of the armed chariot, it is like a mosquito biting steel, and there is no response.

The speed of the armed chariots was not fast. The bullets passed through the narrow window and knocked down the approaching frogmen. The thick skin on their bodies was extremely tough.

They were hit by several bullets by the snare and others at close range, but none of them died. They fell on the grass, with green blood on their bodies, and soon jumped onto the roof of the armed chariot.

"Damn, they are coming up, hurry up and get them off." Bing Lang turned his head, and a long knife reached in through the narrow window, almost cutting his neck open.

Luo Fei slowly raised his head at this time, there was a bang on top of his head, and a frogman must have also fallen on it.

He fired several shots at the window, and suddenly there was a clacking sound on the roof of the car.

The bullet had been inserted into one of the bodies, but it didn't care. It shook its head and wondered how it would be hit if it wasn't by the window. It was about to stand up, and suddenly its legs softened and knelt on the roof.

Somehow, his body became weaker and weaker, and the frogman never stood up for several consecutive times. Then his eyelids became heavy, and he finally closed and fainted. The frogman rolled on the moving car roof.

One year's vitality, not bad... Luo Fei muttered in his mouth, but the movements in his hands were not slow, shooting shot after shot.

It turns out that, at present, it can only absorb life force from one creature, because biological magnetic energy is more difficult to control than metal magnetic energy?

Luo Fei summarized the limits and limitations of biomagnetic energy absorption.

After driving for a certain distance, there were more and less frogmen on the road, but they did not cause too much damage to Bing Lang and others.

Only one mercenary in leather armor was cut out by a long knife, and was snared to tie the wound on his shoulder with a bandage.

Finally, he gently patted his intact arm and looked around apologetically, "This is the last bandage. If you get hurt again, you can just find something to wrap it up."

When everyone heard it, their faces were all dimmed. They understood very well that they just had nothing to find. The leather armor on their bodies was not suitable for bandaging at all, and the grass blades outside were even worse. Maybe the grass blades would **** their blood. Dry.

Hearing their tragedy, Luo Fei turned his head and looked at them. Before, he remembered that some people were wearing armored armor, but now they all put on leather armor.

Compared with the defense power, the assembled armor can be much higher than the leather armor, and can even withstand the explosion of the rocket launcher, and the damaged part can be easily removed and replaced with a new piece of armor.

Bing Lang also found their dilemma, and asked straightforwardly:

"Why did you change the armor on your body? You shouldn't be injured if you have them."

Snare's head was a little depressed, and after a moment of silence, he told Bing Lang, "We don't have many bullets since we arrived at the Auto City, so we can only sell our armor in exchange for some bullets and supplies."

Only then did Bing Lang understand and empathize, "Yes, the parking fee and car maintenance fee are not low."

At this time, Snare opened his mouth and sighed: "Hey, not only that, I still have a woman to raise."

Hearing this, Bing Lang couldn't help looking at Luo Fei, with a weird expression in his eyes. Luo Fei gave him a blank look, knowing that he meant something.

Then Luo Fei continued to shoot outside the window, where the erratic bullets flew to nowhere.

"That's it, then work hard." Bing Lang didn't continue this topic, he already knew his wife's habits when walking with the snare.

The team that used to be recruited was not small and well-known, and the money they made would naturally make them rich and comfortable, but after this change, she could no longer stand the current standard of living, who had gone from extravagance to frugality.

Quarrels have become commonplace for them.

Regarding such a topic, Bing Lang chose to shift. He looked at the slow-moving vehicle ahead and wondered:

"They seem to know that there is a swamp ahead, and they turned without slowing down."

Wang Luo also stopped mentioning her, but followed Bing Lang's words and said that this also eased the embarrassment between them, "They have been exploring the way before, and the map has been marked on their public channel."

The first time I heard about this operation, Bing Lang quickly turned his head, his expression was very surprised, "Why didn't we?"

"Because we are not the mercenaries of Motor City." Luo Fei quickly thought of the difference between himself and others.

Bing Lang reacted, and then puzzled: "No, you can also follow them forward, why did you rush in."

This made the snare even more embarrassing, "This... I didn't know that there was a swamp ahead."

This made the two Bing Lang hissed. In fact, if they hadn't rushed into the swamp first, even they would not have been spared.

"In other words, the mercenaries in the Auto City have their own internal communications. They are the first to know what news they have, but we outsiders don't know at all. Then we will be more careful.

"Yes, they will definitely treat us as cannon fodder." Wang Luo was worried about this, and he had even expressed it once.

Then no one made another sound, only the dull gunfire and croaking outside.

The usual heavy rain only lasted an hour or two hours, but this time it was obviously beyond the imagination of others. Three hours have passed, but it still shows no signs of stopping.

A huge shadow gradually appeared on the horizon, and the armed chariot quickly drove into the continuous buildings.

Following the traffic, Luo Fei looked at the surrounding environment. Dilapidated and distorted steel buildings were everywhere, and collapsed buildings or large holes full of caves were all over the surrounding.

Occasionally, some frogmen ran out of the building, but they soon lost their sound under the lashing of those armed chariots.

At the moment when everyone was observing, the numerous vehicles in front immediately dispersed and drove to their respective positions as if they were purposeful.

"Why are they all separated? Where are we going?" Bing Lang was dumbfounded, his eyes darkened at the situation in front of him.

"Just follow one, and ask them when the rain stops." Luo Fei made the most current and most helpless suggestion.

However, at this moment, there was a sound from the communication device of the armed tank:

"Car 75C86, can you hear it?"

"Who are you?" Bing Lang knew that the other party was calling him, he replied.

"I'm Hei Yu, the head of the Auto City, a foreigner." The self-introduction inside shocked Bing Lang and others.

Kuroba continued: "Since you have accepted the task, you must obey my orders. From now on you will follow the 66S66 car ahead and obey their captain's orders."

"Can you not obey their orders? What if you treat us as cannon fodder?" Bing Lang was a little dissatisfied, he was a supernatural power, and he didn't want to listen to anyone except a super power stronger than him.

"Then what do you want?" Kuroba sneered.

"We want to fight independently, and our strength is not weaker than those mercenaries." Bing Lang made a decisive look, and from the corner of his eyes he glanced at the armed mecha behind him.

"Well, the mercenary with the lowest level of mercenary, I will give you a chance. There is a diamond drill in warehouse 56. Bring it to the well." Kuroba gave a task and hung up the communication.

Bing Lang, who wanted to ask some questions, called out several times, but did not get a response from the other party.

This invisible arrogance made him raise his right fist and slam the steering wheel, "Damn it, at least tell me where is Warehouse 56?"

The oil field is not big, but it is not small. It takes an hour to go around the oil field. It takes a lot of time to find Warehouse 56 in the broken ruins, especially in this heavy rain. It's harder.

"We can ask someone to ask." Wang Luo offered suggestions from the side.

Bing Lang accepted his proposal and could only continue to follow the vehicle in front of him until he drove into a warehouse that was leaking rain everywhere.

Not only was it filled with oil drums, but there was also a frogman wandering in it.

The frogmen rushed over when they saw the armed chariot, and then they were sieved by the Green machine gun on the chariot.

The two cars stopped one after another, and the first car ran down a dozen mercenaries, as well as some people in rags.

Some of them hold guns, some hold machetes, and some hold nothing.

Under the scolding of the mercenaries, they ran to the side of the oil barrel to find out whether there was still oil in it.

Seeing those mercenaries, Bing Lang lifted the car door up to ask for directions, but a heavily armed mercenary came to his car door first.

"Hey, did you run into the wrong position? There is only our team here."

The opponent glanced inward, and finally stopped on the Snowstorm Mech, without moving for a long time.

"It turned out to be a foreigner, you ran to the wrong place." The greetings that were not familiar at first became cold.

"Wait." Bing Lang hurriedly called him, "Do you know where Warehouse 56 is?"

The mercenary turned around and said, "I don't know, you can ask the group leader."

If I can ask the head of the group, I still need to ask you?

Bing Lang shook his head at Luo Fei. This road didn't work. Maybe these mercenaries knew it, but just didn't tell them.

"We should give them a little benefit, otherwise they won't tell us anything." Wang Luo is very experienced in this, and he got out of the armed chariot and shouted to his back:

"We can pay, please tell us its address."

After hearing this, the mercenary came over and said amusedly: "Okay, then give us that armed mech, and give us the armed mech and we will tell you the address."

Faced with the obvious sarcasm from the other party, Snare tried again in a low voice, "We maintain our sincerity in dealing with you. Please don't disappoint our expectations of you."

At this moment, the oil drums piled up on the side were suddenly knocked into flight, and a huge frogman with a height of 5 meters came out.

The mercenary pointed at it, "Then let me see your sincerity, kill it and show it to me. By the way, don't use a gun. There are all oil drums around here."

The trapped pupils suddenly shrank.