Fifty thousand crystals!
For the raiders, this was no longer a large sum of money, but an astronomical number!
If it was for fifty thousand crystals, even if they had to fight the Mother of Death Claw, they wouldn't even bat an eye, let alone ambushing an unknown "leader of a small survivor's settlement."
Originally, Tiger's order was to follow that person back to their base, and then slaughter the entire survivor's camp. However, in front of fifty thousand crystals, personal grudges seemed to be insignificant.
To be on the safe side, Tiger adopted the suggestion of his underlings and changed the plan of following them back to the survivors' settlement to an ambush.
After all, he was not stupid. A person who could spend fifty thousand crystals to buy a card, would he be careless with his own safety? If they followed someone's home and a few power armors were waiting for them, it would be a huge problem.
Therefore, he adopted a conservative strategy. He planned to capture the person first, get the card, then interrogate him to find out his base before making the next step of the plan.
Of course, although he was not stupid, he was obviously not that smart.
Never in his wildest dreams would he have guessed that the person he provoked wasn't the leader of a settlement, but a warlord from the south.
"One kilometer ahead … Fu * k, they found us."
The man squatted next to the water tank on the roof and monitored the street with binoculars cursed. He immediately took out the walkie-talkie and reported the situation to his teammates on the next street.
"We're found! Their people are dispersing. Follow them, don't let the fat sheep escape! "
When they heard the fat sheep in their mouth was about to escape, the raiders in ambush suddenly couldn't sit still.
The raiders behind the bunker all grabbed the rifles in their hands, pulled the bolt, and ran in the direction of the target. The raiders, who had disguised themselves as scavengers, also took off their camouflage and pulled out the rifles under the rags.
"They can't escape."
Hundreds of meters away, sitting on the modified truck, the fierce-looking man grinned and revealed his yellow teeth.
His pupils emitted a ferocious light. He grabbed the intercom hanging on the window and roared in the team channel. "Listen up, the boss said that whoever takes down the leader of the fat sheep will be rewarded with five hundred crystals! When we get back, you can sleep with any of the women in the gang until your legs give out and you can't get up anymore! "
"Ao ao ao!"
A wolf-like roar and cheers rang out. The man in the modified truck struck while the iron was hot and roared.
"If you want to make a contribution, get in the car and get ready to go! Let those two-legged lambs see how the vanguards of the Fierce Tiger Gang chop off their heads! "
A group of raiders dressed in different clothes came out of the shadows and rushed to the street. They tore off the plastic sheets on the trucks and climbed onto the trucks on their hands and feet. They pulled the bolts of the machine guns and rifles.
The roar of engines echoed through the streets. Ten modified trucks sped up at the same time, dragging a group of wolves as they charged in the direction of the "fat sheep".
However, right at this moment, traces of rumbling suddenly resounded from afar.
The raider standing on the top of the truck looked up at the clouds in the sky. However, at this moment, a black dot suddenly emerged from the clouds and approached them.
"Look, look over there." He patted the brother next to him and pointed to the sky. "What is that?"
No one answered him.
Without the slightest sign.
The orange-yellow bullet rain instantly covered the entire street.
The raider standing on the truck only had time to catch a glimpse of an afterimage before he was turned into meat paste under the rain of bullets.
Aurora-20s flew low, and the ferocious 20mm machine gun fired a hail of bullets in an instant, blasting the entire street into pieces.
The man sitting in the truck only heard a buzzing sound. He didn't even have time to think about what had happened. His entire body turned into dust along with the modified truck he was sitting on, disappearing into the spreading dust.
When the dust dissipated, wailing sounds came one after another.
The raiders who were lucky enough to escape, dragged their bloody broken limbs, crawled out of the burning steel ruins, or screamed at the edge of the crater.
Pairs of dull eyes looked over from the shadows on the side of the street.
It was already afternoon, and the weakest time of the day for zombies was about to pass. Attracted by the screams and explosions, the zombies staggered towards the messy battlefield to search for the zombies.
"Don't, don't come over!" A raider raised his rifle in horror, looked at the zombies surrounding him, and desperately moved back with his broken leg. Because of fear, he even forgot the sharp pain.
Some of the raiders simply gave up on trying to survive. They picked up their pistols and pulled the trigger in despair.
The entire street turned into hell …
"A fighter jet?"
Standing next to Jiang Chen, Zhao Qiuran opened her mouth wide and looked at the dust floating in the distance.
Although the Aurora-20s quickly re-entered the clouds, with her dynamic vision and reflex nerves, she still caught a glimpse of the fleeting afterimage.
She had been wandering on the wasteland for several years. She had seen Death Claws, Mud Crabs, and all kinds of powerful and invincible mutants. However, it was the first time she saw a fighter jet that only existed in the mouth of the blue skins.
"The weapon of civilized people." Jiang Chen smiled, walked to the bench on the side of the road, sat down, crossed his legs, and said slowly, "I said, you will soon know who is crazy."
Looking at the man sitting on the bench, Zhao Qiuran subconsciously gulped.
Over the years, she had walked on the edge of death countless times and dealt with countless powerful lone travelers, mercenaries, and raiders. However, this was the first time she felt a bone-deep fear of a person.
Even the Mother of Death Claw didn't make her this scared.
She once thought that there were two types of elites on the wasteland. One was the survivors' leaders like Ding Liwei and Wan Peng who commanded tens of thousands of people, and the other was the lone traveler who could defeat the Death Claw with just one shot.
However, now, the facts in front of her refreshed her worldview.
Even if the two types of strong people stood in front of him together, they would be like ants.
Just as Zhao Qiuran was in a daze, Jiang Chen's voice sounded again.
"Don't just stand there. It takes a while to slaughter more than two hundred chickens." Jiang Chen patted the empty seat next to him. "Come sit here."
She didn't dare to resist.
Zhao Qiuran mechanically walked next to Jiang Chen and sat down stiffly.
Just as she was restless, Jiang Chen took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and said emotionlessly, "You're right.
"I just asked you to do me a favor. Fortunately, you can help me now."
Zhao Qiuran paused and asked subconsciously.
"How?"
"Can't you sense the spiritual imprint?" Jiang Chen gestured to the two guards next to him to disperse. He took out a Rubik's Cube from his pocket, gently placed it on the bench, and then said, "From now on, watch carefully."
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