The jeep of the "Old Tuning Group" travels between the mountains and ridges, and drives towards the southern zone along the road that is barely preserved and lacks maintenance.

Their destination is a place called "Tarnan".

This is the only foreign trade point established by "Mechanical Paradise". Only forces that gain their trust or can provide important strategic materials know its existence. Redstone Collection and Wild Grass City are one of them.

——The "rootless" business groups with transportation as their main business do not have this qualification, because "Mechanical Paradise" may be the most powerful force with the least lack of transportation capacity.

Jiang Baimian and others were the representatives of the Wildcao City Trade at this time. This was obtained through Xu Liyan, president of the Wildcao City Branch of the Shangjianyao Brothers. It is real and honest.

Before leaving Hongshiji, they also asked the warning man Song He for the identity of Hongshiji trade representative as a backup so that Xu Liyan would suddenly refuse to recognize Shang Jianyao, the brother.

Although Xu Liyan would not do anything to Jiang Baimian or Shang Jianyao for the sake of the "Pangu Biology", he took a private telegram to "Mechanical Paradise" saying that these four guys were liars and could still vent their dissatisfaction.

"I'm so hungry, so hungry, so hungry, so hungry, so hungry..." (Note 1: Quoted from Luo Tianyi's "Food Song")

The songs played by Shang Jianyao's small speaker echoed in the jeep, causing Long Yuehong to almost have auditory hallucinations:

"I'm so thirsty, so thirsty, so thirsty, so thirsty..."

They are now in a mountainous area, which is very water-deficient.

This is especially true in winter when the rainfall is low.

A day ago, the "old adjustment team" drank the prepared water, but no water source was found afterwards. They followed the traces and finally confirmed that the corresponding areas were seriously polluted, and some indexes exceeded the standard countless times.

By digging out the roots of certain trees, Shang Jianyao and others would not feel like they were burning, but this was limited to the fact that they would not die of thirst for a while.

"There should be a source of water when moving forward." Jiang Baimian observed the geographical environment outside the window and said in a more confident tone.

"Yes." Bai Chen agreed.

Huh, Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief.

He only now realized that the feeling of lack of water was more uncomfortable than facing fishman and mountain monster charge. The latter only took a few minutes, and it passed by. If it couldn't pass, there was no need to worry about anything.

And the current state is a chronic torture.

——In order to reduce the volatility of his saliva, he didn't want to speak.

Shang Jianyao, who was driving in the rotation, was still energetic. Except for his dry lips, he could not see any impact at all.

"Hey, I forgot to exchange for the Dragon King mask, otherwise I could still ask for rain." He expressed regret for this.

Since leaving Redstone, the members of the "Old Message Group" no longer wear masks inertially. Only Shang Jianyao would occasionally scare Long Yuehong with the face of the arrogant monkey.

He even shouted "Idiot" in a similar way.

"It's raining on the Dragon King himself, so there's no need to ask for it." Jiang Baimian corrected Shang Jianyao's mistake.

While speaking, you can walk around the high cliff in front and enter a valley with a very moist brown soil.

"Slow down." Jiang Baimian reminded, "The vision here is not good, and I don't know what will happen after turning it over."

The induction between her and Shang Jianyao is both limited by distance and is not omnipotent.

Shang Jianyao glanced at Jiang Baimian in the passenger seat and raised his foot while stepping on the accelerator, slowing down the speed of the car.

He has always been good at doing good.

Slowly, the army-green jeep crushed the dirt road and bypassed the rock wall.

When Shang Jianyao, Jiang Baimian suddenly felt enlightened.

The first thing that caught their eye was a winding stream, with sand and pebbles coexisting, and the water body that set off was extremely clear.

There are larger pieces of stone on both sides of the stream, with mud and sand stuck in their gaps, outlining the main tones of the surrounding area.

Further out are the standing trees, some withered, some still retain a little green, forming a path covered with mud.

Then, Jiang Baimian's eyes turned and saw dozens of people upstream of the stream, nearly a hundred meters away.

They are mainly men, dressed in a variety of ways, carrying all kinds of weapons.

Jiang Baimian's eyes moved from the old cotton jacket, dirty down jacket, and oily leather jacket to the side of the road, and found many cars and tents.

Those carrying weapons either slowly fetch water, busy preparing lunch, sitting on the ground, talking loudly, or playing with women with their hands tied back, occasionally slapping several male prisoners who glared at them next to them.

"A band of robbers." Bai Chen, who was in the back of the Jeep, looked at the windshield and expressed his judgment.

A large robber group that just robbed a caravan or a settlement of wilderness wanderers.

When the "Old Transfer Group" saw this bandit group, the members in charge of the bandit group also discovered them.

"Boss, there is a new prey!" The black-haired and blue-eyed robber reported to the leader excitedly.

After the winter began, the caravans decreased and the settlements were kept in close contact. Their harvest was not enough and they could only barely survive.

Today, maybe it was the year-old blessing. They just tracked a caravan in the morning and snatched a lot of supplies and population. Now they encountered an isolated jeep crashing into the valley.

Their leader was a strong man in his thirties, nearly 1.75 meters tall, with long golden hair and a very strong body.

His eyes were light blue, his face was extremely rough, and he was wearing a helmet with cow horns on his head. I don’t know which city ruins came out.

Hearing his subordinates' report, 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 travelers dare to cross Mount Chilar in winter."

This belongs to a remnant of the Old Mountains.

After pausing, the leader added:

“Go to four cars.

"They may just be a caravan's pathfinder."

There may be many vehicles, personnel, and 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 military-green jeep retreating from the valley in a reverse way.

The other party seemed to be so scared that the vehicle could turn and turn around.

"Haha!" The robbers made various strange screams, waved their weapons, and rushed onto the scheduled vehicle.

They like this timid prey the most!

This often saves them a lot of bullets.

When the vehicle started and chased towards the target, the captured men and women took back their lost and desperate eyes.

They thought they could be saved.

Who knew that only one jeep came.

This seems to be just a accidental passerby and coming to fetch water to the Hunter Squad.

Accompanied by excited cheers, two off-road vehicles, two pickup trucks, and a dozen robbers, rushed to the corner frantically, not wanting the prey to escape from sight.

As soon as the first car was gone, the driver's eyes suddenly set.

The military-green jeep was parked quietly dozens of meters away, tilting its body like a short wall.

Behind the Jeep, a man of not too short was wearing black metal skeletons with the assistance of his companion; on the side of the Jeep, a slightly petite woman placed a rifle on the front cover; on the other side of the Jeep, a woman with a ponytail tied to the grey camouflage uniform was half-squatting there, carrying a heavy single-soldier bazooka on her shoulder.

Bazooka!

The robber driver and his "passengers" in the first car suddenly dilated their pupils.

The next second, the god of death burst out with a fire.

Boom!

The robber leader who was waiting by the stream to bring his prey back as soon as he lit a captured burnt yellow homemade cigarette when he heard a deafening sound.

Bang!

The homemade cigarette fell to the ground before it was delivered to his mouth.

In his eyes was a ball of fire that was rapidly expanding.

The red fireball instantly swallowed the pickup truck that rushed to the front and was about to turn the corner.

This scene was imprinted in the hearts of all witnesses like an oil painting.

Bang!

The off-road, who was rushing in second place, failed to brake in time and hit the burning pickup truck.

Hurry!

Its side glass was broken and a bullet drilled into the cab.

As the driver splattered blood, the robber leader in the distance could not contain the flash of a few ridiculous thoughts:

"Train! This is a trap!

"We are surrounded!"
Chapter completed!