Chapter 1395 (1/2)

Two kilometers outside the town of the outpost, the tires raised a cloud of dust.

Five armored vehicles in front of and five in front of each opened the road. The desert colored front armor surface was sprayed with black paint in the shape of skeletons. Sandwiched between the front and rear armored vehicles, the rusty truck carries a group of lifeless men and women. Their hands and feet were tied with hemp ropes and tied together by a chain the thickness of a thumb.

Standing behind them were a group of men with rifles on their shoulders. From that strange tattoo and that vulgar words and deeds can see that these people are not good birds.

”Don't grab any of you with me. I caught this girl. I'm going to teach her slowly. I'll change you after I've played enough.”

”Shepard, what are you over three minutes for? We can help you loosen the soil when you are tired

”Special, who do you say three minutes?”

”Ha ha ha ha, you can have one in the back and one in the front to see who is three minutes.” Seeing that the two were about to fight, the predator with dozens of braids standing next to him said, and at the same time made a lewd move of a cart, ”I can be a judge for you.”

Listening to the wanton roar and laughter of the men, Catlin, dressed in a shelter uniform, huddled in the corner of the truck, her face full of fear and helplessness.

Before the door to the sanctuary is opened, they are fully prepared to face a world baptized by nuclear weapons. It includes how to rescue California's compatriots, how to face the radioactive dust, how to carry out post disaster reconstruction above the shelter, spread the fire of civilization throughout the whole California, and revive the once prosperous civilization in this land

But everything, from the beginning, was beyond their expectation.

They just opened the door and saved a group of poor hungry people, but they didn't expect that after they got into the shelter, they turned into poor and vicious bandits, and turned their guns at those who wanted to help them.

Catlin closed her eyes in pain, tears of despair emerged from the corners of her eyes.

From the moment she was abducted on the truck, from the moment she saw the men looking at her, she could already imagine her future fate. If her hands and feet were not tied to the iron chain by hemp rope, she would really like to jump off the truck and plunge into the rear wheel, so as to say goodbye to this desperate world.

God

What's wrong with the world?

Sitting in the armored car at the head of the motorcade, the black skeleton had a cigar in his mouth, and the radian of his mouth was quite comfortable.

The cigar he had scraped from the office of the director of the refuge. Judging by the brand and origin, it was a high-grade product imported from Cuba. He didn't even think about this kind of high-end thing before the nuclear war, but he didn't expect to have a taste of it in the post-war era.

Generally speaking, this time can be described as Dafeng harvest.

He didn't expect that he just went to the north of California and received a broadcast from a shelter that had just opened. As a senior predator, of course, he would not miss this opportunity and take people to the door immediately. First, several people were sent to sneak into the shelter as refugees, pretending to deceive the sympathy of the Notre dames. Then, when the guards did not pay attention, they threw the thermite on the engine of the shelter gate. Basically, the people in the shelter became lambs to be slaughtered.

Not only was the box of cigars in his pocket, full of supplies from a large truck, but also nearly a thousand slaves, all of which he had seized from the shelter.

With these more than 1000 slaves, it should be no big problem to finish the project left by NAC before the end of October.

Soon, the convoy was outside the fort in the outpost town.