Chapter 158: Punk

A huge city that is incompatible with the wasteland stands in the wilderness. A few kilometers away, you can see the strange light pollution over the city, which reflects the half of the sky.
It was supposed to be a low-key wilderness, but there is such a strange city with a basic tone. This is the city of Ferrerzod.
The nearly 50-meter-high reinforced concrete wall outside the city and the Vulcan machine gun mounted on the wall every ten meters allow those monsters or invaders who are trying to forcibly invade, and can be instantly shot into a pool of meat.
The only entrance, although very spacious, also has a more fierce fire deployment.
Even at the entrance, two anti-aircraft rocket vehicles from the old times can be seen parked here.
As the only entrance to Ferrerzod, the flow of people was surprisingly large.
The long gate, which is nearly ten meters in length, has also been lined up a hundred meters away.
Among this long line are wild merchants who come to the city to rush for gold, convoys with logos from various major forces, and exiles who dream of living in this Eden. In short, the characteristics of this city attract North every time. Most of the half of the traffic condenses here.
The reason the team is congested and progress is so slow is the layers of obstacles and obstacles.
At the gate of the moat army, each soldier was dressed in fine equipment armed to his teeth, and stood tall and straight, standing on both sides of the team like a statue to maintain order.
From this point of view, it can be seen that these good-looking soldiers are so different from those of other mercenary companies.
In addition, at the firing point of the city wall, there are also soldiers holding heavy weapons supporting anti-equipment, scanning each person in the team through the sight, if anyone dares to disturb the order in the team, there will be an anti-equipment The special armor-piercing projectile will smash its upper body without hesitation. Even the last-day warriors known for their strong defense will be turned into a pool of flesh under a round of salvo.
"Thomas, haven't you just been out for less than three hours. Why did you come back so soon, your caravan, how can you be alone?"
The sentry in charge of one of the levels saw what the familiar traitor looked like in disgrace and roughly understood what, but as usual, he still had to ask suspicious matters and search them.
Because apart from the city's moat forces, any other foreign forces are prohibited from entering with dangerous weapons, even for residents of the city, this process is inevitable.
If you are a baptist, you must also install a timed locator on your body, stipulating how long you can only stay in the city. If you have not left the city on time, the city protection department will accept the locator. Fire a location alert to personally drive you away.
It is precisely because of these complex and complicated security measures that few riots, conflicts and other incidents occur in this city, and the force is completely in the hands of the owner.
"Sir, don't you see what I look like now? It was only a short while after I left the city that I encountered the corpse during the migration. All my bodyguards and slaves were sacrificed. All the goods were lost, and my life almost followed Throw it away, hey ... "
There was a Thomas businessman disguised as Xia Leng, who mimicked his tone and habits so that the sentry had no doubt about this businessman who had lived in the city for several years.
"Oh, I also heard that there were migrant groups found tens of kilometers away, but the owner of the city of Bach has sent an army to annihilate, after all, within 100 kilometers is our site, maybe your goods The team that can still be picked up will pick it up. Even if you do n’t pick it up, you still have your life left, and you want to start. "
The sentry patted Xia Leng's shoulders and said with a smile. It seems that the image of Thomas, a black trader, is usually well maintained in the city and can be considered a deeper one.
"Really ?! Great, if you bring my goods back, more or less will be able to make up for some losses, then you must have a good meal!"
Xia Leng used Thomas's tone to pretend to be pleasantly surprised. Then, under the comfort of the sentry, he took out the pass and entered the city gate.
As soon as he stepped into the city, Xia Leng's facial expression just rejoiced, and he disappeared instantly, returning to the usual indifferent face.
Each prey's personality swallowed can also be read by the black light virus, which makes Xia Leng look like wearing a thousand masks and can switch to any role at any time.
The architectural style in the city still retains the elements of the old era. The streets are full of traffic, and the lampposts on the streets can also emit dazzling lights, which illuminate each pavement at night.
It is now the twelfth day, but in this city, it is as bright as day.
The windows of most of the buildings are illuminated with light, indicating that there is someone living there, which is in stark contrast to the dark and gloomy ghost town ~ EbookFREE.me ~ in the wilderness.
The various neon advertising signs at the top of the building are also flashing colorful marquee lights, forming a strange fantasy scene over the city, quite a punk style.
The most dazzling is the all-weather shop on the street, which sells various goods that the outside world can't even think about. Of course, the price is the same as the outside world. It is expensive to go to the street to drink a glass of secondary pure water. Heartache for several days.
However, this expensive price is only for foreigners. If it is sold to "indigenous" residents who live in the city, the price will be close to the people, but because of scarce resources, even if it is sold to its own people, it will have a limited amount. Initiatives.
Even in the streets full of flamboyance, there are still a few girls dressed in violent dew and small white faces leaning against the wall, waiting for the guests to patronize.
Looking at these familiar scenes, Xia Leng produced a feeling that seemed to be back to 5 years ago, but it quickly passed away, remembering the past, which was the favorite thing of the weak.
"Hello, have you heard that the Komodo Mercenary Company and the Yaxishan Family seem to be fighting again, and this time it was quite fierce, from a local riot into a full-scale war."
"It's good to fight, our city's arms can sell for a good price, so that our standard of living will be improved."
The two local residents were chatting while passing by, and Xia Leng naturally heard their conversation, but he didn't pay much attention to it. Isn't it normal for resource wars to occur between forces?
At this moment he didn't know that everything was caused by him ...
Putting aside these insignificant things, Xia Leng walked to the "own" shop, preparing to find opportunities to explore the location of the second legacy base in this city.