Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

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After the interlude, the march continues.

The scattered perception field constantly corrected the road and distance. Lilia led the team and quietly followed a few hundred meters away from Joseph's team, until the outline of the wooden house and the wall appeared at the end of the wasteland...

The team stopped at a cliff, where the whole town could be seen from a height.

"Come and sneak into the village with me three colleagues, please wait for the others."

Lilia clicked on the two players, led the way, and jumped off the cliff first.

Make the player look stupid.

Is it possible to play terrain jumping in this game? ? ? ? ?

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The sand and dust fade away, clearly showing the rust-covered walls.

The three-meter-high wall is spliced ​​with various scraps and fragments. At a glance, there are even fragments of the deck of the land-ship.Some wooden frames and barbed wire were reinforced on the top of the fence to make a simple heightening----the wilderness is remote, there are bandits running around, and some settlements far away from the city and away from natural disasters do this.

The road sign is hung with animal bones, leaning on the side of the wall door. On it, the three big characters of Huangtu Town are clearly written, as if they are often redrawn by people.

"Just do as told."

Joseph whispered a reminder, and walked through the iron gate of the wall first.

His idea is very simple,

He planned to disguise the team as passing mercenaries, enter Huangtu Town, find the address mentioned in the note, and then visit the owner of the house to see if it is time to beat him up.

He and others changed into casual clothes before departure,

Unless they knew what he looked like, outsiders would not be able to recognize them as peacekeeping guards in the Vilas refugee camp.

Huangtu Town is the same as Vilas Refugee Camp,

It is a place forgotten by the civilization of the mobile city, like faded old clothes, without any place worth paying attention to. The latest printed Vilas desert map does not even mark the location of Huangtu Town.

But forgetting is forgotten,

The situation in Huangtu Town, which is self-sufficient, is still much better than that in Vilas Refugee Camp.

Stepping through the thumb-thick iron gate, the scene of the very Colombian town and the dry sun flowed into Joseph's eyes,

The wooden houses are lined up side by side, orderly and intricate on both sides of the street, and the doors of the farmhouses are open and the straw is piled up, wafting a light fragrance of wheat...

"Sir, are you a foreigner?"

A voice interrupted Joseph, also blocking his way.Turning his gaze, he saw a young man wearing a straw hat, holding wheat straw in his mouth, and pushing a cart full of haystacks passing by the road.

"..."

"We are freelance mercenaries, passing by here to buy supplies."

The bagpiper first Joseph answered the young man and enthusiastically helped: "Let me help you!!"

"Oh! Thank you, kind lady, for your kindness!"

"It's okay~ Hey, by the way, is there any work that needs to be done in the village?"

"Work? No, the town has always been peaceful, there is no need for mercenaries, and there are enough bandits in our village to deal with them."

Bagpipe helped the young man push the cart, but the young man did not leave in a hurry, but scratched his head and looked at Bagpipe and the others in embarrassment.

"This... thank you for helping me, miss... uh... this is for you."

"Huh? Is it a biscuit?"

"Yeah! Our family made it ourselves! It's just across from the abandoned tractors parked on the east side of the town!"

While being grateful, the young man did not forget to sell the biscuits enthusiastically, and stuffed the biscuits into the hands of the bagpipes.

Ahhh... don't you forget to promote your own products even to thank others?What a caring person...

Wrapped in oiled paper and stuffed with warm cookies, Bagpipe, together with Joseph and others, watched the young man go away...

The team moves on,

The scenery seen along the way is the same as expected before, not rich, but enough to be self-sufficient,

Therefore, a question can't help but emerge from their hearts:

Would such a place really feel at ease mixing with traffickers who trafficked children?

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Volume II Columbia: Chapter [-] The Lost Child. Five

People living in such desert settlements generally have a lot of connection with each other,

Neighbors are closely related, one person calls out the name of a street, and who is a new stranger can be known at a glance

At first, Lilia was still worried about whether the residents of Huangtu Town would be xenophobic, and whether there would be any strange troubles with these three "players".

But it seems that I made a mistake?

"If you want to buy food, you can go to a place near the town to look for it. You have to go early. The shops here close early..."

An old woman with a basket and a child points in the direction,

"The well is over there, you can go there to fetch water."

"I understand, but may I ask Madam, is there anything in the town that needs attention recently?"

"Things to pay attention to..."

The eyes of the Liboli old woman are narrowed into slits,

"Well, there is one. Recently, the bandits in the mountains in the east have started to move around. They like to rob people who are alone... They have a dark heart, so you must be careful when you go there."

"Okay~Thank you Ma'am~"

Waving goodbye to the old woman, waiting for her to walk away, D2, who was silent "watching the plot" the whole time, murmured.

"Why are the people here so enthusiastic?"

"Would you like to be more enthusiastic, meow?"

The peer sandstorm is puzzled,

"It's really good to be enthusiastic, but you think about this mission, we are here to find the abducted child, right?"

"Yeah meow?"

"According to the logic, this kind of place where the birds don't shit should always be troublemakers. Isn't it abnormal to be so enthusiastic?"

Upon hearing this, Sandstorm felt reasonable.

But it doesn't matter.

"These residents have better makeup and grooming, and can live a normal life self-sufficiently. Why do they want to be troublemakers?"

There is a Chinese saying: Troublesome people come out of poor mountains and bad waters.

Blocking roads to rob money, killing people and taking goods, in ancient times, especially in troubled times and disaster years, when they picked up farm tools, they were civilians, and when they picked up weapons, they were bandits. It's a bandit.

Although D2 remembers the phrase "poor mountains and evil waters, shrews and troublesome people"...it seems to come from a certain Qing Dynasty emperor, who was not allowed to go out of the palace in casual clothes to molest girls, but was rewarded with a big prize and had nowhere to vent his anger before writing this phrase.

"Brother Lin Yun, what do you think?"

The two turned their gazes to Lin Yun, who commented.

“The environment here is definitely better than Vilas refugee camp,”

"The quality of life is barely adequate."

Although it still can't catch up with the earth, but according to Terra, it may be considered good.

The three of them followed Lilia, stepped on dirt roads, and walked on the streets of the "Old West of America".

Cactus, wooden houses, occasional tumbleweeds passing by,

Walking around in leather boots and common clothes is like stepping into a Western movie that is being filmed, but after removing the screen filter, only reality remains.

"It's really like a big cousin..."

"Big cousin than big cousin, but unfortunately there are no guns in the world view."

The MAS submachine gun that he carried was hidden in the cloak by D2. D2 looked around, and the race of angels attracted some attention to him. Fortunately, it was mostly curiosity rather than malice.

"Meow... It feels so amazing, as if we were walking in the countryside in the early 80s as foreigners."

"It was advanced in the 80s. Compared with the earth, Terra is still Terra."

"Hey meow, do you think this dungeon will go the same way as the Waco tragedy?"

"The Waco tragedy?"

"The Davidian incident in the United States, the largest terrorist attack in the United States before the 911/[-] incident, and the prototype of Columbia in the United States. Will the production team find references from there, just like the generation of priests in Crysis?"

"The cult village...then isn't our vanguard team designated for nothing??"

"...This is meow! Don't plan!"

Ferrin Sakota chatted left and right, but Kuranta said nothing, walking in front of the two and behind the nun.

"Three, please stop."

Lilia first raised her hand to signal the three of them to stop, then turned her hand and pointed to a house with a dark red roof and an antenna in the distance.

"We found it."

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"I found it, Mr. Joseph..."

"I know...Girl, you and I come first."

Whispers whispered between the shoulders, Joseph and the bagpipes walked out of the line parked by the dirt road, turned over the house, and walked into the yard.

The red-painted roof and the trailer thrown in the corner of the yard are exactly the same as the two points described in the note.

The two hurried up the stairs,

dang dang dang dang,

Joseph knocked on the door,

The door opened quickly, but only a crack opened, revealing the owner's eyes... and the sour smell in the room.

"who is it?"

The voice sounded, sharp and impatient.

"I've never called a logistics courier...!"

"Is there any idle work?"

"Work, are you kidding? I seem to have a job here?"

The voice behind the door wanted to chase people away, but looking at the pure smile of the girl in front of the door, her charming cheeks, smooth skin, and the white and soft flesh between the short skirt and boots...

Plus that Sairengao siege spear that would definitely kill you if you poke it.

The tiger's body shook!Like a squid whose brain has been severed, his face instantly turned pale.

"Get out! I have nothing to hire you mercenaries!! Get out!"