Rise of the Wasteland

There is only the sound of wind in the desolate wilderness, the road lacks maintenance, and weeds occupy most of the road. There are simple barracks made of rough wood beside the road, and lonely people have gone empty.

Before he approached the house, a strong **** breath blew towards his face. Raphael walked carefully and stepped on several wooden ladders to enter the house.

The battle is over, but cleaning the battlefield has just begun. None of the government's clean-up squads ran away, killing more than half of them and leaving two or three to surrender.

In addition to the Qingying Squad, the lured ‘jackal’ troops were also hit hard. A dozen players who had trained for many years only escaped four or five, and the rest were lying on the ground.

Raphael had seen the corpses, and even helped to remove the various useful equipment from the corpses. Heavy body armor, high-explosive grenades, night vision devices, and individual encrypted radio stations. Every 'wolf' player is like a treasure. Even the sabers they equip are fine.

It was just that the large seizures did not make Raphael happy. The tragic corpses made him a little disgusting-the twin girls were too scary, and it was inhumane to order 50 bullets. The guerrillas who were still a little bit thoughtful had long thrown their crooked thoughts out of the clouds.

And that dog ... the three hellhounds are probably not as fierce as it is!

After the battle, the twin sisters and ‘dog meat’ followed the remnants of ‘wolf’. Raphael and others were asked to gather the scattered equipment and then go to clear the temporary barracks set up by the government on the roadside.

Useful materials are to be taken away, and barracks are to be burned-a humble house in the wild will be of great help in restoring physical strength and energy. Destroying such a place of residence is a necessary criterion for guerrilla and anti-guerrilla warfare.

And when Raphael entered the wooden house of the makeshift barracks, he glanced and ran out, holding the wooden wall in the corner of the house to retched. Beth behind him thought that there was something special, and hurriedly followed him with a gun, but he walked in the door of the house with a pale face.

The others in the team also stepped forward and looked in turn. Inside the room stood a pillar supporting the beam, and a man was tied to the pillar.

A thin tube was rubbed on the man's thigh, and all his blood was drained from it. The corpse of a man who drained all the blood seemed to be a horrified ball, which was particularly terrifying.

Raphael, who was nauseating, suddenly burst into tears. He cried for a while, wiped his tears, and walked into the cabin again. This time he wasn't afraid, and cut the string that tied the body and carried it out.

Best was also shocked by the horror of the corpse. He was beating three captives of the Qingying Squad, punching with fists, kicking, and smashing with a butt. The captives begged for mercy, but this was of no use. The other three guerrillas looked aside with guns, eyes cold and fierce.

After Raphael took the body out of the house, Shen said, "Let these scum dig a pit and bury the sacrificed brother."

Some tools for house repair were found in the wooden house. The three prisoners were forced to dig. They cried while digging, and looked pitiful.

Digging half the fear that some people couldn't help dying and wanted to run away, but they were killed when they couldn't reach three meters. The remaining two were soft and dug with their hands and feet, and were shot in shallow pits after a few shots.

The muzzle of smoke remained, and the wooden house, bushes, mounds, corpses, and five living guerrillas were quiet. After a long time, Raphael dragged the man who died of blood loss into the pit, and everyone digged and buried it.

"Why is our life so miserable?" With the body buried, Best found a box of cigarettes in his pocket and handed them to Raphael and others. A few hard-working comrades were sitting by the burial pit and smoking cigarettes.

"I have given up thinking and I want to live." Raphael said.

"You still have a family, right?" Best asked. "I envy you and your family. My family is dead."

Raphael has been reluctant to tell his own experience, but at the moment he slowly smoked and said, "My wife is pregnant and I am hiding her in a cellar in a broken house on the outskirts of Mexico City. But we have no food, so I Can only join the government forces to find a way to live.

I bought some food for my wife with the set-up fee for joining the army, and then boarded the ship to Merida. But my wife can't last long, and I want to end this war as soon as possible.

But I also know that if the government army is not defeated, even if I can go back, my child will not live long after birth, so I joined the guerrillas. You find out that I ran because I hesitated again, afraid, and regretted. "

Raphael's words made his companions look at him, and Best stretched his arms around his shoulders and said, "I can understand you, and I have been weak before. I'm actually not sure if I am strong now."

Hehe ..., Raphael smiled bitterly, "I am not a decisive and determined person, but I chose to be with you in the end, because I felt that the world was too ridiculous. Without a blood baptism, it would not Back to normal.

If the world does not return to normal, I would rather not give birth to my children, because living is too painful. But if he is born, I am willing to give everything for his future. "

For his wife and children, Raphael joined the government forces. But also for his wife and children ~ www.readwn.com ~ Raphael defected to join the guerrillas.

Saying his heart made Raphael feel a lot more relaxed. He threw his cigarette **** on the ground and stepped out. He stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go to those two women, we have to do something."

"Eileen Ellie let us stay here and wait for them to come back. They are going to Valladolid. The place is tightly guarded. We went there just to be a burden." Best shook his head and said.

"Then let's walk around, at least we should be active, put a whistle and the like." Raphael stretched his arms, grabbed the gun and went out. "Let's find somewhere high."

The remaining four guerrillas did not comment, and stood up. After all, it's better to be vigilant on the battlefield and live longer.

Bring your weapon, walk out lightly, come back for a while, and ... it's getting dark!

"Who knows the way?" Leading Raphael looked at the last rays of the sky and turned his head to look at his companion.

Best followed behind Raphael's ass, and when he heard the question he was surprised and asked: "I thought you knew the way?"

The first three companions were also dull, and asked in unison: "Raphael, don't tell us that you're lost?"

Needless to say? The wilderness is too big to get lost properly!

After a few minutes the sky was completely dark, and no fingers were visible around. The five unlucky eggs can only be held together hand in hand. Everyone discusses what to do next in a dark and gurgling environment.

"It's cloudy today, not even a star."

"I said who brought you food? Water?"

"I seem to see a little light."

"Light? This must be the light of the government forces."

Five unlucky eggs are going through a late night adventure.