This Game is Too Real

"This game is too real (

Although it was against the wind on the way back, Hein felt that his body was floating, and the arrow wound on his leg didn't hurt so much.

Due to planning needs, he stayed in those blue coat camps for a day. It is now the afternoon of the next day, and just a few hours ago, he had lunch together at the invitation of the man.

Lin was very impressed by that lunch. The main course was steamed crab leg meat, and the side course was mushroom soup + mashed lamb croissants.

Being able to kill the Cleft Claw Crab, it seems that the strength of this group is stronger than he imagined, at least with anti-armor firepower.

And the mashed croissant potato is sprinkled with soy sauce for flavor.

With plenty of military virtues and sufficient supplies, the Bloodhand clan has indeed provoke a terrible opponent, and it is not wrong to break two teams in their hands!

Hein is a businessman, and businessmen are very realistic.

He will always be on the side of the victor... at least the side with the most hope of victory.

In fact, when the man named Chu Guang persuaded himself, he could tell that he didn't know the rules of Horseshoe Firm very well.

Even if you act fiercely in front of the boss, it is impossible to get rid of the days of pinning your head to your waistband.

Although he is nominally a "salesman" of the firm, in fact the nature of the salesman is closer to that of a partner.

They are active in the southern part of the River Valley Province, using the horseshoe trading firm to do business, and then get a share of each transaction.

Hein made a rough calculation.

Even if two groups of men were broken, the Bloodhand clan still had fifty or sixty strong labors. If you count cannon fodder and prisoners, there would be nearly a hundred people.

Even if he could take one third back, it would be enough to make him a horseshoe firm-and even the legend of the entire Red River Town.

Those who can work are sold to mine owners, and those who lack arms and legs are sent for organ harvesting and sold to Boulder City or other large survivor settlements in the northern part of the River Valley Province, with a profit of 1000%.

No matter how you think about this business, it's all made in blood.

As for whether these blue jackets can win?

To be honest, he never considered the possibility that they would lose.

These people can work diligently like cows, and hunt fiercely like wolves. They even put themselves in the wasteland for many years.

Both tactically and strategically, they have amazing advantages.

And the leader of these people is a man who makes people unable to guess the depth.

This group is terrible!

Haien’s instinct tells himself that if you have a good relationship with these people, you will definitely have a lot of money in the future, maybe it will be more expensive than working in a business!

…

After walking northward along the elevated wreckage out of the city and bypassing several collapsed ruins, Hein soon saw the tire factory occupied by the Bloodhand clan.

The concrete exterior walls are placed with spiked stakes and steel bars as obstacles, and the walls are smeared with unidentified and chilling graffiti with blood.

A headless corpse was left at the drain on the side of the road and was being eaten by a few fat rats. What kind of hapless slave could not make the barbarians happy.

Hein smashed his tongue and said a pity in his heart. Holding the wooden box in his hand, he kept walking towards the wooden gate.

"I'm Hein, open the door!"

The bandage on his leg had already been removed, and the wound had stopped bleeding. Hein pretended to shout and waved towards the sentry on the wall.

Recognizing Hain's face, the man with a shaved head and scarlet paint on his face walked to the steel winch and stretched out his muscular arm to break the winch.

Accompanied by a gurgling sound, the wooden door slowly opened.

Hain didn't stop for a moment, and quickly walked into the stronghold of the Bloodhand clan, led by a predator sentry, to the bear's camp.

Put the box on the ground, his forehead pressed against the ground.

"Honorable Chief! Those people are a bunch of savages. I'm sorry I have tried my best, but they can't communicate at all."

Looking blankly at the man kneeling on the ground in front of him, and the bear sitting leaning on the chair, he leaned his chin on his fist with a lazy expression.

"You didn't bring my people back."

"Yes... because there are no prisoners at all."

"No?"

The bear sat up straight from the chair, his small eyes almost squeezed by the tight flesh on his face.

"You said there were no prisoners, what do you mean by that."

He is very clear about the virtues of his subordinates.

If you meet those who are extremely vicious, you may still fight to the death, but fighting with the blue jacket... even if you can't win, there is no chance of a **** fight to the end.

At 20 o'clock, the bargaining chip is exchanged for a prisoner to come back without losing money. After the cultivation and rest period for a period of time, all the people will be concentrated to find the place.

As for those who lacked arms and legs, he directly let the slave trader in front of him take care of it.

He even suspected that the man in front of him was lying, negotiating in his own name, but sent the prisoners elsewhere.

Hein has a keen sense of atmosphere.

Even if he couldn't see the expression on the bear's face, he had guessed what the muscular straw bag was thinking, so he quickly brewed an expression of grief and anger, and moved out the words he had prepared.

"Those people are just a bunch of scumbags, mice, maggots in blue coats! They don't talk about benevolence, justice and morality at all, and every cell is engraved with the word cunning."

"They pretended to accept the surrender of your subordinates, but after your men put down their weapons, they cruelly hanged your men at the door!"

With that said, Hein opened the box in his hand, which contained finger bones with necklaces.

The bear's eyes shrank to a point in an instant, and his right fist slammed into the arm of the chair.

"I'm going to chop off four of these mice and throw them into the dungeon to feed the cockroaches!"

The rude roar echoed in the camp, and the flames on the brazier swayed. The predator veteran on the side squeezed the knife and axe around his waist, and watched Hein's expression start to flicker.

Just waiting for the leader to give an order, they will step forward and chop the rude man who offended the leader into mash, and vent their anger to the great leader.

Feel the fury of the bear.

Hain didn't dare to breathe, and continued to complain in tears.

"Dear leader, you don't know what happened to me! I walked into their camp with the purpose of peace, and even took the initiative to hand in weapons to their sentry. However, I have just just been Seeing their leader, the man ordered me to be jailed."

"They don't want to negotiate at all, and they have no plan to negotiate! The man threw this wooden box to me, not only laughed at me and said that all the people you wanted were here, but also let me...let me burn it for you!"

"Although they didn't hang me immediately, they probably insisted on keeping me locked up for fear that I would leak their old soles. I was worried that I would have many dreams at night and be killed at dawn, so I used the chips hidden in the soles to buy out the guards. Escaped their camp overnight with a wooden box."

"But those people reacted quickly and immediately realized that I was missing, and sent a hunter to chase me. I didn't dare to go north, so I could only detour to the east gate, but before entering the city, I was shot an arrow."

"Fortunately, the arrow didn't hurt me. I hid your belongings in the trash can, and I got into a ruin, almost as soon as my front foot went in, they searched it! But fortunately, they didn't notice me. , I hid in the ruins until dawn, until they went home."

"After confirming that there is no danger, I dared not delay for a moment, and immediately took the box and came back to report to you!"

Hein said with a nose and tears, and the bear sitting in the seat finally turned his anger away from him.

With eyes locked tightly on Haien, Xiong asked in a deep voice.

"You said they were worried that you would leak their old bottom? What are their old bottoms?"

Hein continued speaking quickly.

"Those people are actually not residents of the refuge, but scavengers who wandered from nowhere. By deception, they occupied the magpie's nest, occupied a refuge hidden in a wetland park, and stripped off their blue coats. Pretend to be a resident of the refuge, and use this to deceive the wasteland visitors who pass by."

"They are not as strong as they seem on the surface. They are just a bunch of stubborn, bullying and fearful villains. They are even smaller, only about 30 people, and the rest are prisoners from the original refuge. They like to do it the most. The thing is to light a bonfire in the middle of the camp late at night, and then bring the beautiful prisoners out to have a party...you know what I'm talking about."

"So if you plan to do something with them, it's best to choose in the early hours of the night."

Hein lowered his eyebrows, skillfully telling a story someone told him.

"That was the time when their defense was the most lax. Many people didn't even wear clothes... I took the opportunity to escape at that time."

captive.

In the refuge.

A touch of greed floated on the bear's face.

The clone presented on Bethe Street had been broken by him a long time ago, and it is estimated that it has been disassembled into parts by his men.

What's more, the toy that doesn't have any mood swings and neither screams nor cry can't arouse his interest at all.

If there is no scream, how can he show his bravery?

Those who come out of the shelter are different, no matter where they are, those people are the best.

"What about the guns? How many guns do they have?" Xiong then asked his most concern.

Seeing that the leader was already in his heart, Haien was overjoyed and said quickly.

"Thirty at most! Half of them were captured from your people! And they have very little ammunition reserves, and more than half of them even use bows and arrows and javelins."

"Look at my leg injury, it was left by the arrows they shot!"

Hear bows and arrows.

The bear's expression became even more contemptuous.

Those primitive things are the weapons of scavengers. Unless there are very few "awakeners" with special abilities, or mutants with extremely developed muscles, most people would rather use earth guns made of black powder than those who have the necessary conditions. Will use spears and bows to fight.

Xiong himself is two meters long, full of strength, and the four people wrestling the wrist can not move his arm. An ordinary person can't walk if he wears a twenty or thirty catties armor, but his armor weighs a hundred catties, and the chest armor is even more of a homogenous steel weighing fifty catties!

Not to mention it is a crossbow javelin, even ordinary bullets hit it like a tickling, leaving some scratches at most.

In his opinion, trampling to death the scavengers is no different from trampling to death a colony of ants.

"My lord, I think this matter should be considered carefully," the man with a horse-faced face standing beside him nodded his head and continued in a deep voice.

"Badgers and Qiangs are not weak, and their tribes are also brave and good fighters. However, they have been broken in the hands of the scavengers one after another, and I always think things are strange."

Hearing this speech, Haien felt anxious and was about to speak. However, seeing Xiong wave his hand, he directly interrupted what the horse-faced man said.

"Badgers are courageous but not arrogant, and they are not guilty and courageous. They are not elites. But it is just a group of scavengers. I personally lead the team, gather all the hands, and crush them to death."

The bear didn't want to drag it too long.

If it drags on for too long, the snow gets bigger and bigger, and the weather gets colder and colder. The harder it is to fight this battle.

Besides, the prisoners in the refuge were all killed by scavengers, so what else did they play?

Besides, he didn't even look down on Xi and Badger at all. The real main force was those who followed him to the north to fight the autumn breeze.

Haien breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to prevent the bear from hesitating anymore, he decided to put in another dose.

"My lord, in fact, you don't need to worry too much, our advantage here is actually very big!"

"When I entered the Wetland Park, I found that they were camping on the northwest side of the river to build brick kilns. It was estimated that they were planning to reinforce the bunker while the snow had not yet fallen. This was violent. It exposed their inner fear and weakness!"

"You only need to march in the dark and attack their brick factory directly. They will definitely be in chaos! At that time we only need to chase and chase their deserters into their camp, where the wealth and supplies will be What's in your bag."

As he said, Hein had an angry expression on his face.

"And I'm so badly vented, revenge for this arrow!"

"Brick Kiln?" Xiong touched his chin with interest. "How many people are there?"

"There are at least ten people! Sixty percent are males captured from the refuge, and 40 percent are their own!"

Xiong was overjoyed, and UU read www.uukanshu.com and patted the armrest of the chair.

"good!"

Although it is impossible to say full trust for this slave merchant, the brick kiln is very easy to verify, and you can basically know it at a glance.

After that, Xiong immediately looked at the horse-faced man and ordered in a commanding tone.

"You send someone over and look for a high spot to observe in the direction of the wetland park. You can see a campfire and smoke floating in the river. Come back and report to me immediately!"

The horse-faced man nodded the commander.

"Yes!"

…

At the same time, by the river on the northwest side of the Wetland Park, Fang Chang led a few people on the open space to prop up the shack with plastic sheds and wooden sticks.

This kind of shack basically leaks air in all directions, and it is sure to get arthritis in it, but they are not willing to use better materials.

After all, they will put gunpowder kegs and wood tar in it later...

"I think the manager did not expect us to burn bricks."

While digging a cave dwelling on the soil **** by the river with a shovel, Ye Eleven complained, "Otherwise, why would we be assigned such an exclusive task?"

Lao Bai is a doer and doesn't talk nonsense when he is working.

"Don't beep, hurry up and finish your work... Wait a moment, it's almost time for the task."

"Gan..."

"Speaking of wind, do you have no classes during the day?"

"The PPT was sent to the teaching assistant."

"Awesome!"

The first exclusive task the Niuma Brick Factory received was neither to produce many bricks nor to build a brick kiln with a daily output, but to let them set traps in the camp.

Does this sound like something a professional life player should do? ?

All right.

Although they are not considered life professional players at first.