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Chapter 79 Dust Base

Chapter 79 Sand and Dust Base

The black and gray cement wall, which is more than four or five meters high and two meters wide, is covered with dark brown air-dried blood, exuding a rotten smell. At the top of the wall are rows of sharp iron rods that penetrate straight into the sky. Each of these iron rods is more than three meters long, and the height of the wall is raised to a height of seven or eight meters.

At the same time, behind these rows of sharp iron poles, there were some black muzzles, heading straight into the dark wasteland, ready to spray angry flames at the invaders at any time.

On the wall above the steel plate-cast door, there is a heavy machine gun full of power texture. The gun is covered with yellow bullets, making people feel safe at a glance.

In the lower half of the wall, a slender and sharp iron thorn sticks out every one meter, making the entire base look like a huge hedgehog. At the same time, pieces of carrion hung from time to time on these iron thorns, exuding the smell that only zombies have.

There is only one door in this base, and outside the door, there are a few zombies with headshots. I don’t know what they are for. However, these zombies are already full of bugs and look extremely disgusting.

When they saw the arrival of the truck where Richemont was located, dozens of people immediately appeared on the city wall that looked empty, holding guns and crossbows in their hands, aiming at the truck below. These people were wearing black clothes, looking alert.

"Open the door, we are from the Blood Hand Group!" A man in the cab stuck out half of his body, waved to the people on the city wall, and pulled out a tattered chess piece with a blood handprint on it.

Hearing this, he saw the broken flag again. A man who looked like a leader on the city wall immediately laughed and said, "Fuck, this guy Gao Xiong has sent it again this time. What good goods have you got? Check it out first, don't forget that our guards will draw 20% of the goods."

"Open the door and check the car!" The escort leader waved his hand, and immediately several people turned the winch on it. The steel gate slowly rose, revealing enough space for a truck to pass through.

The green vest said to Richemon reluctantly: "Sir..., our sandstorm base rules, when we go out to make goods, 20% of the harvests we earn must be handed over to the base guards, that is, the city lord's subordinates."

"City Lord?" Hearing these two words, Richmond couldn't help but raise his eyebrows with interest. Such a "base" built on the basis of a small town actually had the nerve to call himself a city?

"Yes, sir, now it's not as good as before. I'm not afraid of you to joke about it. Our Sand and Dust Base, but the cities around it are usually called Sand and Dust City..." The green vest also blushed, "The city lord of this Sand and Dust Base was once another person, but now Chai Yunzhou. This Chai was a murderer before. After the Resident Evil broke out, he ran out of the prison and pulled a group of people to kill the original boss and occupied this place."

"Tell me briefly about this person's situation." Richmond waved his hand and said. At this time, the truck had slowly driven into the gate of the city gate.

"This man is cruel and ruthless. There are more than 120 people under his command. I don't know where I have made a batch of guns. He is very powerful. If anyone wants to go into this sandstorm base for shelter, he must pay tribute to him, but he doesn't care much about the others, so the sandstorm base is still relatively free..." Green Vest was immediately overjoyed when he heard Richmond asking him about the situation. He knew that his life had been saved.

"How many people are there in the sandstorm base?" Richemont asked.

"A thousand or two thousand people. Because Chai Yunzhou came up with the idea of ​​using zombies to spread the city walls, it covered the smell of the city. Few zombies came to attack the city. Last time, more than fifty mutant beasts came, all of them were killed. I also participated at that time. Tsk tsk, those guys are really powerful, more than fifty, and fortunately they were all killed in the end..." Speaking of this, Green Vest couldn't help but thrust up her chest, as if she was very proud. Obviously, being able to fight off more than fifty mutant beasts was already particularly powerful for him.

Richemont smiled slightly. He was not afraid of millions of zombies in the Gangcheng City and tens of thousands of mutant Zergs. These more than fifty mutant beasts were just a joke in his eyes. However, this also reflected from one aspect that the mutant beasts seemed to have no major moves recently, or the main force of the mutant beasts was attacking large fortresses of humans.

Although the benefits outweigh the disadvantages for you, it is indeed inconvenient.

Just as I was thinking, there was a sound of knocking on the rear door outside, and then a "creak" sound was heard. The rear door of the car had been opened. Four or five black-clothed guards outside were looking inside.

Seeing the corpse of a cockscomb head broken into two pieces in the carriage, these people frowned in surprise. Then, when they saw the hands of Green Vest and others, and the leisurely Rifeng, they looked even more surprised.

"Old Gao, what's going on?" The little leader of a guard in front frowned and asked the Green Vest. The Green Vest is the Gao Bear among the people.

The little leader of the guard immediately saw something wrong. Gao Xiong and others' hands were covered in blood, while his capable subordinate was covered in corpses on the spot. A young man with beautiful eyes but blood-stained face sat in the main seat and looked at Gao Xiong with a smile. The little leader immediately gave a wink to Kaohsiung, hinting whether he needed help.

Seeing this man's expression, Gao Xiong was so scared that he jumped out. At this moment, he only hoped to save his life by resting the matter. He didn't believe that the people in the escort team present could subdue the boy in front of him! He was not even afraid of bullets, so why did you fight with others?

Seeing Rifeng's smiling look, Gao Xiong immediately sweated and cursed: "Old Sun, why do you care about so much? When is it your turn to take care of my idiots? Ask the goods quickly and take your share and leave."

The old Sun immediately showed a strange look, looked at the goods in the car, and was about to speak, Rifeng suddenly said, "Brother, I will be the new leader of the Blood Hand Group in the future. Please take care of me."

Gao Xiong immediately smiled flatteringly and nodded to Lao Sun repeatedly, indicating that Richmond was telling the truth.

Lao Sun, the little leader of the guard team, immediately understood what was going on. It was obvious that Gao Xiong and others were defeated and were conquered. However, this kind of thing happened from time to time. Their guard team only had to take a commission, regardless of anything else.

He nodded immediately and said, "Four dishes, one batch of metal, one batch of utensils, just leave one dish."

Although several prisoners had been released by Richemont, they were huddled in the corner due to fear, so the old Sun could tell at a glance that they were originally prisoners.

Richmond sighed slightly and shook his head, not very satisfied with the performance of these people. He grabbed Gao Xiong's subordinate and said, "Let's leave him." Then he threw him out of the car in the horror of the man.

"Drive." Richmond waved his hand, and the driver in the cab immediately started the car, left the city gate and walked inside.

"Boss, don't, Boss, save me! Gao Xiong, you bastard! You must die a bad death--" The person who was thrown down looked horrified, and then was caught and taken away by the guards. He did not dare to scold Rifeng, but just cursed Gao Xiong.

Gao Xiong spat viciously and said, "This kid dares to scold me, I really don't know..."

"Go to the market." Richmond interrupted Gao Xiong's words.

"Yes, sir." Gao Xiong immediately changed into a charming smile and told the driver to drive the truck to the market.

This sandstorm base could not be regarded as a small town, but it should be said to be a small village with only more than 200 households. Now, more than 1,000 refugees live in, which seems much crowded.

On both sides of the road, there are huts, tents, plastic, wood, and metal plates temporarily built with various materials. And those who live inside are all ragged and have a dish-like face. But their hands are all holding weapons, either swords, guns or sticks, and they look ready to fight desperately at any time. Everyone's eyes are deeply alert and hostility!

When he came here, Richemont thought he had come to a primitive tribe!

At the same time, he also discovered that those who have guns, no matter what kind of gun they are, obviously have higher status and are bolder. Those with strong bodies obviously live better.

On the roadside, several naked women could be seen from time to time, desperately seducing those men with powerful weapons in their hands. At the same time, some fierce women were fighting with men because the other party wanted to rape them.

A man holding a piece of bread in his hand was actually having sex with two women on the street! The man held a gun in one hand and held a cake in the other hand. From time to time, he tore off a small piece and threw it on the ground, which immediately caused a crazy snatch between the two women, and then tried his best to please the man with his naked body.

When I passed a small courtyard, Rifeng clearly saw seven or eight people sitting around a steaming pot, holding meat from it with excitement on their faces. And in the middle of the soup pot, there was a cooked head! The chopsticks kept rising and falling, pulling the flesh off the head and stuffing it into their mouths.

"Ah——" A scream came from the corner of the street. A man's chest was pierced by a sharp steel bar. Behind him was a man with a happy face holding the other end of the steel bar. Two people on the left and right were holding his arms tightly. Seeing that the raid was successful, the three people immediately dragged the dead bodies and wanted to leave happily. At this moment, a few gunshots of "其其" were heard, and blood bloomed on the three people and fell to the ground. A team of guards in black appeared and dragged all four bodies away.

Has it reached this point? Richemont frowned and looked at everything in front of him, and he couldn't believe his eyes. Is it because the sandstorm base itself is too chaotic, or is it that all human settlements are performing a scene in front of him? The so-called guards will only be in charge when someone kills people, and they seem to be looking forward to the appearance of dead people.

At this moment, the truck squeaked and stopped at the intersection of a street. Compared with the outside, this street can be said to be crowded with people, with almost four or five hundred people buying and selling transactions inside.

On the iron racks on the side of the road, there were human legs, arms, ribs, and heads hooked with iron hooks. There was also a stone platform full of naked men and women tied up, who were being traded at a clear price.

The market has arrived.
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