Chapter 209: Cherry lake

Cherry Lake was originally a relatively famous tourist attraction before the end of the world.
There is a mirror-like lake here, and the fields surrounding the lake are filled with sweet and delicious cherries. When the cherries are ripe, a lot of tourists come here.
It is not the season for cherries to ripen, but Cherry Lake, which has been silent for a long time after the outbreak of the virus, finally becomes noisy again.
The "Cherry Town" not far from Cherry Lake has been completely occupied by the military and built into a temporary base.
Various military tanks and armored vehicles are coming in and out. The civilian airport outside the town has been cleared long ago, and planes take off and land from time to time.
Violent and rap music, the shirtless man playing basketball, chewing gum and holding high-energy rifles guarding soldiers at the outpost...
It seems like the military base of the United States before the end of the world, there are no mutant creatures in sight.
Occasionally there was a burst of gunfire in the wild, and from time to time transport vehicles brought back batches of survivors.
There is no warm greetings, and no heartfelt condolences.
Drive all the ecstatic survivors to the baths, or let them clean by themselves, or the interested soldiers carrying high-pressure water guns to shoot, don't let these stinking people dirty the temporary base, this is these soldiers Concerned.
During the washing process, spring light will inevitably leak.
So some angry screams, the sound of torn clothes, depressed gasps, or seductive groans, everything is inevitable.
Refusal is just acting.
Fengying is the main theme.
Just like those American soldiers said, they risked their lives to stay here, and even pick you up at close range, just to accompany them to have fun in the last days when they may die at any time. Not much at all.
This is indeed an open country, at least in terms of "sex".
So the "bath" is the "gun field". Everywhere inside, you can see the body hugged and shook, and the space is filled with thick water mist. There is also a touch of body fluid breath.
"Tell those that I don't care about ordinary civilians, and if someone has conflicts with superpowers, don't say that I will not protect him then."
The one with the highest authority in the temporary base was Major Rex. With a big beard, he was biting a thick cigar and spitting on the guard's face.
"Okay, boss."
The guard immediately obeyed, seeing that the major did not pay attention. He pulled one out of the cigar box on the table, turned and ran.
"Sean, you bastard. I swear, I'll kick your sister when I go back this time, and you will see if you dare to mess around with me."
Rex was angry and yelled.
It's not that he is stingy. Cohiba cigars are a rare good thing before the end of the world, not to mention the collapse of almost all systems around the world.
At this time, the communicator on the table rang, and the angrily Major Rex cursed again. After connecting, I immediately became interested.
Leaving the office, Bai Huahua, the enchanting female secretary outside, squeezed the chest, and Rex walked out amidst the laughter of the latter. Get on the jeep and go to the airport.
Not long after, an armed helicopter flew from the airport and flew straight to the east.
"What's the matter, boss, what can alarm you."
The captain was a black man and a big smoker, staring slanderously for a long time, until Rex threw the cigarette to him, and then asked greedily.
"Wear your helmet. You nigger."
Rex patted his crooked helmet before he said, "There is a big guy in the east gorge. The tank can't get in, so I ask for air support."
"No matter how big you are. You can't stand the bombardment of high-energy artillery, boss, just wait and see."
The chuckled and closed it, skillfully controlling the fighter to climb high, then sank into the canyon and quickly flew up.
The end of the world, for these soldiers equipped with the most advanced weapons, is the best era.
The above needs them to kill the enemy, the civilians are looking up to them, and those "supermen" are far inferior to their performance on the battlefield without systematic training.
So every soldier is the upper part of any base.
They don't have to worry about food, they will inevitably intercept some of them every time they go out to search for supplies, as long as they show a little bit between their fingers, they will be like God in the last days.
Drive the fastest car, the fastest plane, drink the best wine and smoke the best cigarettes, including playing with the best women.
The last days, for soldiers, is heaven.
As for casualties, they don't care about it.
There is no undead in war.
What's more, they now have the sharpest high-tech weapons, the mutant creatures that were originally invulnerable, have completely turned into chickens under their powerful firepower output.
This has caused the American soldiers not to be afraid of missions, which means they have military merits. These military merits will allow their current or future family members and relatives to live a paradise-like life in the base.
Even if you die, don't worry about it.
The is excited because of this. No matter how big the guy is, he can't withstand the frenzied bombardment of high-energy artillery. As long as he severely injures or kills the target, it is him who drives the gunship.
Flying fast along the winding canyons, the demonstrated his excellent driving skills. Several times he saw that he was about to run into the mountain wall, but he wiped the past without any risk.
Major Rex wasn't shocked either-the was famous for his driving skills, otherwise he wouldn't risk it.
After flying for about ten minutes, the armed helicopter finally arrived on the battlefield.
"They are also fate."
Looking at a group of desperate survivors on the ground, and then at the behemoths chasing them, Major Rex grinned.
It was a mutant great ape, more than twenty meters tall, with needle-like hair all over its body.
It's not so much chase, it's more torture.
After a few quick steps, he caught up with the crowd. The giant ape stretched out his hand to pinch a few people and brought it to his mouth to chew.
It doesn't rush to chase after it, after eating carefully and licking the blood on its hands, it will catch up again.
Major Rex was not the only bystander in this hunt.
Several cross-country motorcycle chariots driven by his men were rushing from the mountains above the canyon. The well-equipped they didn't mean to take any action.
"These bastards, mechanical exoskeleton armors are all equipped with several sets, and I don't dare to shoot when I see the big guys."
Rex motioned to the to fly the gunship to the great ape, and looked at the subordinate waving at the top of the canyon, and couldn't help but swear.