Vol 2 Chapter 126: "Encircle"

The Jeep of the "Old Tune Team" traversed the mountains and ridges, and drove towards the southern region along the barely preserved and poorly maintained road.
Their destination is a place called "Tarnan".
This is the only foreign trade point set up by the "machine paradise". Only those forces that gain their trust or can provide important strategic materials will know its existence. Hongshiji and Yecaocheng are one of them.
The "rootless" business group whose main business is transportation is not qualified, because the "machine paradise" may be the most powerful force that lacks capacity.
The identity of Jiang Baimian and others at this time was the trade representative of Yecao City, which was obtained through Xu Liyan, the chairman of the Yecao City Branch of the Brotherhood of the Brotherhood.
Before leaving the Redstone Set, they also asked the alerter Song He to be the trade representative of the Redstone Set as a backup, so that Xu Liyan would suddenly deny the brother Shang Jian Yao.
Although looking at the face of "Pangu Creatures", Xu Liyan would not do anything to Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao, but he took a telegram privately to "Machinery Heaven", saying that these four guys are liars, or I can vent my dissatisfaction a little bit.
"So hungry, so hungry, so hungry, I'm really hungry..." (Note 1: Quoted from Luo Tianyi's "Song of Throwing Food")
The songs played by Shang Jian Yao’s small speakers echoed in the jeep, making Long Yuehong almost auditory:
"So thirsty, so thirsty, so thirsty, I'm really thirsty..."
They are now in a mountainous area, which is very water-scarce.
This is especially true in winter when rainfall is scarce.
A day ago, the "old tune team" drank the prepared water, but never found the source of water. They followed the trail to two places and finally confirmed that the corresponding area was seriously polluted, and some indexes exceeded the standard by an unknown number of times.
By digging out the roots of certain trees, Shang Jianyao and the others would not have the feeling of burning eyebrows, but this is only limited to the thirst for a while.
"There should be a source of water if you go further." Jiang Baimian observed the geographical environment outside the window and said with a more determined tone.
"Yes." Bai Chen agreed.
Phew, Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief.
He has only now discovered that the feeling of lack of water is more uncomfortable than facing the charge of murlocs and mountain monsters. The latter takes only a few minutes, and the past is over. If you can't get through, you don't have to worry about anything.
And the current state is a kind of chronic torture.
In order to reduce the volatilization of saliva, he didn't want to talk.
Shang Jian Yao, who was driving in the rotation, was still in good spirits, except that his lips were a bit dry, and he was not affected at all.
"Hey, I forgot to exchange the Dragon King mask, or else I can ask for rain." He expressed regret.
Since leaving the Redstone Collection, the members of the "Old Tune Group" no longer wear masks habitually. Only Shang Jian Yao, who occasionally frightens Long Yuehong with that energetic monkey face.
He even yelled "idiot" as if.
"The Dragon King rains all by himself, so don't ask for it." Jiang Baimian corrected Shang Jianyao's mistake.
As he talked, he walked around the high cliffs in front of him and entered a moist valley with brown mud.
"Slow down." Jiang Baimian reminded, "The vision here is not good, I don't know what will happen after turning over."
Both her and Shang Jianyao's inductions are limited by distance, and they are not omnipotent.
Shang Jianyao glanced at Jiang Baimian in the passenger position, raised his foot on the accelerator, and slowed down the car.
He has always followed kindness.
Slowly, the army green jeep rolled over the dirt road and bypassed the rock wall.
Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment.
The first thing that caught their eyes was a winding creek, in which gravel and pebbles coexist, and the water that was set off was exceptionally clear.
There are large stones on both sides of the stream, and mud and sand are stuffed in their gaps, which outlines the main color of the surrounding area.
Beyond, there are standing trees, some of them withered, some still retain a little green, and a dirt-stained road is formed.
Then, Jiang Baimian turned his eyes and saw dozens of people in the upper reaches of the stream, nearly a hundred meters away.
They are predominantly male, dressed in various styles, and carrying all kinds of weapons.
Jiang Baimian's gaze moved from the old padded jacket, dirty down jacket, and greasy leather coat to the roadside, and found many cars and tents.
Those with weapons either fetched water slowly, or busy preparing lunch, or sitting on the ground, talking and laughing loudly, or mocking women with their hands tied back, and occasionally slapped a few male captives who were glaring at them.
"A bandit group." Bai Chen in the back seat of the Jeep looked at the windshield and said his own judgment.
A large band of bandits that had just robbed a caravan or a settlement of wanderers in the wilderness.
When the "Old Tune Team" saw this bandit group, the members of the bandit group in charge of guard also found them.
"Boss, there is a new prey!" The black-haired and blue-eyed robber excitedly reported to the leader.
After entering the winter, the caravans were reduced, and the settlements were kept behind closed doors. Their gains have been insufficient and they can only barely survive.
But today, it may be the blessing of Zhisui. They tracked down a caravan in the morning, robbed a lot of supplies and people, and now they ran into a lonely Jeep crashing into this valley.
Their leader is a burly man in his thirties, with a height of nearly 1.75 meters, long golden hair draped in a mess, and a fairly strong physique.
The blue in his eyes is very pale, his face is unusually rough, and he wears a helmet with horns on his head, and he doesn't know which city ruin he came from.
Hearing the report from his subordinates, the leader looked over there and laughed:
"It's like a weak and helpless lamb breaking into the lion's territory.
"Go, bring them back, and let me see what kind of travellers dare to cross Mount Chilar in the winter."
This belongs to a lingering vein of Jiushan.
After a pause, the leader added:
"Go to four cars.
"They may just be pathfinders for a caravan."
There may be many vehicles, many people, and many weapons behind.
"Yes, boss!" The black-haired and blue-eyed robber responded loudly, and then began to greet his companions.
At this time, they saw the army-green jeep exiting the valley abruptly by reversing.
The opponent seemed to be so scared that he had forgotten that the vehicle could turn and turn around.
"Haha!" The robbers made various strange noises, brandished their weapons, and rushed into the scheduled vehicle.
They like this timid prey best!
This often saves them a lot of bullets.
When the vehicle started and chased the target, the captured men and women withdrew their disappointed and desperate gazes.
They thought they could be saved.
Who knows, only a Jeep came.
This seems to be just passing by by chance, the relic hunter team who came to fetch water.
Accompanied by a loud cheer of excitement, two off-road vehicles, two pickup trucks, and a dozen robbers rushed to the corner frantically, not wanting their prey to escape their sight.
Just as the first car passed by, the driver's gaze suddenly solidified.
The army-green jeep stopped tens of meters away, tilting its body like a short wall.
Behind the jeep, a man who is not short is wearing a black metal skeleton with the help of his companion; on the side of the jeep, a slightly petite woman has a rifle on the front cover; on the other side of the jeep, a ponytail is wearing gray camouflage The woman in uniform squatted there, carrying a heavy individual rocket launcher on her shoulder.
Bazooka!
The pupils of the robber driver of the first car and his "passengers" suddenly dilated.
In the next second, the of death burst into flames.
Boom!
The bandit leader, who was waiting by the stream for his subordinates to bring his prey back, just lit a seized burnt-yellow homemade cigarette when he heard a deafening noise.
Snapped!
The homemade cigarette fell to the ground before it was delivered to his mouth.
In his eyes was a rapidly expanding fireball~EbookFREE.me~ The scarlet fireball instantly swallowed the pickup that was rushing forward and was about to turn.
This scene was imprinted in the hearts of all witnesses like an oil painting.
boom!
The off-road rushing to the second place failed to brake in time and slammed into a burning pickup truck.
Wow!
Its side glass shattered, and a bullet penetrated into the cab.
As the driver's blood spattered, the bandit leader in the distance flashed a few absurd thoughts uncontrollably:
"Trap! This is a trap!
"We are surrounded!"
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