Chapter 6
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"Open your backpack and I'll see." Link won't let go of any details. Only by checking all of them can he put down his guard.
Forbes did not dare to hesitate. He quickly took off his backpack, opened the zipper and poured out everything inside.
Canned, water, compressed biscuits, paper towels, and a bowling ball sized piece of cooked beef wrapped in plastic wrap.
Just when link was attracted by these "hard currencies"
Ding bang!
A bright kitchen knife fell out of the bag, and the sound was clear and long.
Forbes squeezed out a smile that almost blinded link's eyes and said, "I'm a cook, really! This knife is for cutting beef! "
Link did not say anything and watched Forbes show quietly.
"Well, I admit, there's a defensive role in it."
Link pointed his gun at Forbes and gave another order: "get up, lift up your clothes and turn around."
Forbes was frightened. His eyes were as big as those of a copper bell. His dark skin highlighted his white eyes, which made his eyes exaggerated and invincible.
Forbes covered his buttocks with his hands, his pupils flashing and his sweat dripping.
He had heard of such things when he was in the camp. After all, the desert is remote. In addition to slaves and mercenaries, even a sow can't be seen in the camp. When there is a physiological need, it will
Forbes clenched his lips and assessed the current risks.
If the other side has a gun in his hand, he will belch when he shoots.
The other side also has a gun. If you draw the gun He is bleeding, suffering from pain, biting teeth will be in the past.
It's not to die in such a place that I tried my best to escape at the risk of being found and killed by mercenaries!
In order to live, I endure!
"Come on, don't dawdle!" Link shook his black pistol again, with a strong sense of threat.
Forbes took a deep breath, his hands shaking as he grasped the linen.
Forbes lifted up the linen, turned his back to link, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and pursed his buttocks:
"I'm still brand new, please be light!"
Link: Black question mark face. Jpg.
……
Wasteland Gang headquarters.
The operator's signal was cut off.
The slave's last words really broke his understanding of the matter.
Report the satellite phone video, voice content and situation to the leader in charge.
The leader in charge reported the information in a hurry.
"General, the latest news from the front! Our last soldier was killed! Here's the last video and recording from the satellite phone. "
With the video and recording, the camp was silent.
"We can get the rescue helicopter back."
People are all dead. What do you send helicopters to do in the past? I don't know. There are still ambushes.
"Is the identity confirmed?"
"Yes. This man was captured from the desert caravan by soldiers of the 52nd battalion last year, and then he was mixed up in the slave camp to participate in the excavation plan of the ancient ruins. It's really strange from the time point of view. "
"That's probably the spies planted by the mechanical theology. Maybe the destruction of the ancient ruins is also related to this man. "
Bang!
The general hit his fist on the table and was furious.
This excavation of ancient relics was a project he won at a high price in the waste soil Council.
But now the money has been spent, and the manpower and materials have also been smashed in. All of a sudden, the quicksand has ruined everything.
It's all gone!
The general rubbed the temple and frowned: "send experts to investigate the ancient ruins. There is an underground palace under the ruins. How can there be quicksand for no reason?"
"Besides, now only the spies of the mechanistic cult know the inside story and the truth. Guangfa photo, I don't care if you are looking for bounty hunters or killers, I only ask for the result - get him back for me, I want to know the truth! I don't believe he will stay on the site of the mechanical God all his life
The order was issued from the camp of the headquarters of the waste soil Gang, and the accident investigation team also set out to rush to the sunken ancient ruins.
No one would have thought that this investigation would be the fuse for the changes in the pattern of major forces.
-
link looks at Forbes with a complicated expression Two big buttocks.
Subconsciously told him in front of this fat man is an extremely dangerous person!
A person who can pucker up his buttocks anytime and anywhere is absolutely cruel.
Standing on one side, the treasure rat put out its small paw to cover its eyes, but there was a big gap between the paws, so it couldn't turn its eyes. Looking at Forbes, and then at the master link, small eyes full of big doubts.
"What's in your head? The clothes can be put down! "
Link's eyes moved away from Forbes' black buttocks, and there was water in the corner of his eyes.Hot eyes.
Forbes shivered all over, and his face looked like a ghost.
This is not like him?
Not even the value of p y?
You're going to be shot?
Forbes decadent put down his linen clothes, two lines of tears on his dark cheek shining in the sun.
He turned around and fell on his knees and cried, "please give me a way to live. I can be both a bull and a horse!"
Link pistol on the insurance, don't go to the gun belt, slowly walked to Forbes side: "I'm a slave, there's no need to kill you, what's your next plan?"
Forbes looked up at link in surprise, with only two words in his eyes - No.
The mercenaries were all strong men, and the slaves in front of them were so thin that they could be blown down by a gust of wind.
That's it. How do you beat the mercenaries and get out?
Forbes ran out of the trunk of the jeep and heard a firefight in the green wall maze. In his opinion, this man must be a mercenary or someone with a special identity of the wasteland Gang, disguised as a slave to obtain his information.
Link vomited out a turbid breath, a little helpless.
To tell you the truth, he has a crush on Forbes' backpack of food.
If it's the enemy, he doesn't hesitate to shoot and snatch the treasure, without any psychological pressure.
But this timid fat man is also a slave to suffering. He can escape from the quicksand only by luck. He really can't bear to take away materials and leave him here alone.
What's more, I just escaped from Longtan now, and then there is the tiger's den of mechanical God, which needs to be broken through, with many people and help.
"Come with me!"
Link was fierce and led the way.
Forbes knelt on the ground and didn't respond. The treasure rat ran behind him and stretched out its small claw to push the fat man's body like a mountain. It didn't respond to any effort.
The treasure rat puffed up and ran to Forbes' neck with his clothes Holding the collar in one hand and tickling Forbes' neck in the other.
Aware that there are small sharp claws across the skin, Forbes immediately recollected, shivered, goose bumps fell to the ground, and ran.
Treasure rat is like a knight, holding the reins, trying to domesticate a wild wild boar, relying on the collar to control the direction of Forbes.
"Take him to the maze and wait for me."
The treasure rat, riding Forbes, ran to the maze ahead of link. Because of its big size and strong turning inertia, when it arrived at the body of the mercenary, it had no time to brake, so it hit the green wall and fainted.
The treasure rat leaps from Forbes, swishes in the air, and finally lands flat on the ground.
Forbes slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, his vision was still very blurred, but the scene he saw suddenly woke him up with cold sweat. He saw link cutting something with a dagger, and he was surrounded by two blood stained bodies.
Forbes immediately shrunk to hide in the corner, terrified, as if he had thought of his own ending.
"Are you awake?"
Link threw a pair of army boots in front of Forbes.
Forbes dodged in fright, then rubbed his eyes to see that it was a pair of military boots.
The military boots have been modified to cut off the closed round head at the front and become sandals with toes exposed.
Take a look at the two corpses on the ground. They are all mercenaries. One green T-shirt on his upper body has been red with blood, and the other one is naked. You can clearly see the bullet holes on his body.
"Try to see if it fits."
Forbes's heart is now completely confused, completely unable to understand the current situation, and can only be manipulated like a marionette.
"Forced" to put on military boots and show five toes.
Emmmm how to say, that is, the military boots are cut a little too much, and some of the toes are exposed, but the others are OK.
"Lift up your feet and I'll see."
Forbes immediately raised his feet and did not dare to neglect.
Link looked at it for a while and whispered to himself, "it's like cutting a little too much. I know!"
Then he buried his head with a dagger and started a pair of intact military boots.
These military boots are all mercenaries' and the size of their feet is relatively large. It's very inconvenient for link to put them in directly because he is dragging them.
Next, we have to cross the Gobi under the control of the mechanical God. If we play barefoot, it will not take long to be bloody.
Gobi is full of hard soil and gravel, unlike the desert can be barefoot.
"I'm a slave, but I got rid of them and got out," link said as he cut. The ancient ruins were submerged by quicksand. The waste soil gang will never give up. Staying in the desert is no less than looking for a way to die. "
"Gobi is the site of the mechanical god religion, which is more terrifying than the wasteland gang."
Link looked at Forbes and said, "what they like most is that you are a man with thick skin and fat. It's better to make a human battery than to die."Forbes shivered and folded his hands to his chest.
It is well known in desert that mechanical God teaches people to use living people as energy batteries, which can stop children crying.
"Now I'm going to cross the Gobi and flee to Sandu, the northern free Federation. What's your plan?"
Forbes was full of confusion. At that time, he just wanted to escape from the slave camp. As for what to do after escaping, he didn't think about it at all.
"I I... "
I can't break a fart for a long time.
Link cut his army boots, put them in his feet and tried. His toes just came out, but they were not redundant. Just right!
Link took off another mercenary's pants, measured them and cut them to fit him. In a few minutes, he changed into camouflage pants and open toed army boots.
I have to say, the feeling of wearing pants and shoes is really reassuring.
Forbes was stunned for a long time, then asked timidly, "can we cross the Gobi and reach the free Federation safely?"
Link didn't say much. He got up and lifted the linen jacket. He had a micro punch, a pistol and two clips on his gun belt, and a dagger in his hand.
The treasure rat stands on link's shoulder, two small claws crossed and pinned to his chest, with his small head tilted up 45 degrees. The standard decent superhero gathers classic shapes.
"OK, I'm in!"
A moment later
"Thank you for making my shoes, boss link."
"I should thank you. If I hadn't tested you first, how could I have made such a good military boot."
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"Open your backpack and I'll see." Link won't let go of any details. Only by checking all of them can he put down his guard.
Forbes did not dare to hesitate. He quickly took off his backpack, opened the zipper and poured out everything inside.
Canned, water, compressed biscuits, paper towels, and a bowling ball sized piece of cooked beef wrapped in plastic wrap.
Just when link was attracted by these "hard currencies"
Ding bang!
A bright kitchen knife fell out of the bag, and the sound was clear and long.
Forbes squeezed out a smile that almost blinded link's eyes and said, "I'm a cook, really! This knife is for cutting beef! "
Link did not say anything and watched Forbes show quietly.
"Well, I admit, there's a defensive role in it."
Link pointed his gun at Forbes and gave another order: "get up, lift up your clothes and turn around."
Forbes was frightened. His eyes were as big as those of a copper bell. His dark skin highlighted his white eyes, which made his eyes exaggerated and invincible.
Forbes covered his buttocks with his hands, his pupils flashing and his sweat dripping.
He had heard of such things when he was in the camp. After all, the desert is remote. In addition to slaves and mercenaries, even a sow can't be seen in the camp. When there is a physiological need, it will
Forbes clenched his lips and assessed the current risks.
If the other side has a gun in his hand, he will belch when he shoots.
The other side also has a gun. If you draw the gun He is bleeding, suffering from pain, biting teeth will be in the past.
It's not to die in such a place that I tried my best to escape at the risk of being found and killed by mercenaries!
In order to live, I endure!
"Come on, don't dawdle!" Link shook his black pistol again, with a strong sense of threat.
Forbes took a deep breath, his hands shaking as he grasped the linen.
Forbes lifted up the linen, turned his back to link, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and pursed his buttocks:
"I'm still brand new, please be light!"
Link: Black question mark face. Jpg.
……
Wasteland Gang headquarters.
The operator's signal was cut off.
The slave's last words really broke his understanding of the matter.
Report the satellite phone video, voice content and situation to the leader in charge.
The leader in charge reported the information in a hurry.
"General, the latest news from the front! Our last soldier was killed! Here's the last video and recording from the satellite phone. "
With the video and recording, the camp was silent.
"We can get the rescue helicopter back."
People are all dead. What do you send helicopters to do in the past? I don't know. There are still ambushes.
"Is the identity confirmed?"
"Yes. This man was captured from the desert caravan by soldiers of the 52nd battalion last year, and then he was mixed up in the slave camp to participate in the excavation plan of the ancient ruins. It's really strange from the time point of view. "
"That's probably the spies planted by the mechanical theology. Maybe the destruction of the ancient ruins is also related to this man. "
Bang!
The general hit his fist on the table and was furious.
This excavation of ancient relics was a project he won at a high price in the waste soil Council.
But now the money has been spent, and the manpower and materials have also been smashed in. All of a sudden, the quicksand has ruined everything.
It's all gone!
The general rubbed the temple and frowned: "send experts to investigate the ancient ruins. There is an underground palace under the ruins. How can there be quicksand for no reason?"
"Besides, now only the spies of the mechanistic cult know the inside story and the truth. Guangfa photo, I don't care if you are looking for bounty hunters or killers, I only ask for the result - get him back for me, I want to know the truth! I don't believe he will stay on the site of the mechanical God all his life
The order was issued from the camp of the headquarters of the waste soil Gang, and the accident investigation team also set out to rush to the sunken ancient ruins.
No one would have thought that this investigation would be the fuse for the changes in the pattern of major forces.
-
link looks at Forbes with a complicated expression Two big buttocks.
Subconsciously told him in front of this fat man is an extremely dangerous person!
A person who can pucker up his buttocks anytime and anywhere is absolutely cruel.
Standing on one side, the treasure rat put out its small paw to cover its eyes, but there was a big gap between the paws, so it couldn't turn its eyes. Looking at Forbes, and then at the master link, small eyes full of big doubts.
"What's in your head? The clothes can be put down! "
Link's eyes moved away from Forbes' black buttocks, and there was water in the corner of his eyes.Hot eyes.
Forbes shivered all over, and his face looked like a ghost.
This is not like him?
Not even the value of p y?
You're going to be shot?
Forbes decadent put down his linen clothes, two lines of tears on his dark cheek shining in the sun.
He turned around and fell on his knees and cried, "please give me a way to live. I can be both a bull and a horse!"
Link pistol on the insurance, don't go to the gun belt, slowly walked to Forbes side: "I'm a slave, there's no need to kill you, what's your next plan?"
Forbes looked up at link in surprise, with only two words in his eyes - No.
The mercenaries were all strong men, and the slaves in front of them were so thin that they could be blown down by a gust of wind.
That's it. How do you beat the mercenaries and get out?
Forbes ran out of the trunk of the jeep and heard a firefight in the green wall maze. In his opinion, this man must be a mercenary or someone with a special identity of the wasteland Gang, disguised as a slave to obtain his information.
Link vomited out a turbid breath, a little helpless.
To tell you the truth, he has a crush on Forbes' backpack of food.
If it's the enemy, he doesn't hesitate to shoot and snatch the treasure, without any psychological pressure.
But this timid fat man is also a slave to suffering. He can escape from the quicksand only by luck. He really can't bear to take away materials and leave him here alone.
What's more, I just escaped from Longtan now, and then there is the tiger's den of mechanical God, which needs to be broken through, with many people and help.
"Come with me!"
Link was fierce and led the way.
Forbes knelt on the ground and didn't respond. The treasure rat ran behind him and stretched out its small claw to push the fat man's body like a mountain. It didn't respond to any effort.
The treasure rat puffed up and ran to Forbes' neck with his clothes Holding the collar in one hand and tickling Forbes' neck in the other.
Aware that there are small sharp claws across the skin, Forbes immediately recollected, shivered, goose bumps fell to the ground, and ran.
Treasure rat is like a knight, holding the reins, trying to domesticate a wild wild boar, relying on the collar to control the direction of Forbes.
"Take him to the maze and wait for me."
The treasure rat, riding Forbes, ran to the maze ahead of link. Because of its big size and strong turning inertia, when it arrived at the body of the mercenary, it had no time to brake, so it hit the green wall and fainted.
The treasure rat leaps from Forbes, swishes in the air, and finally lands flat on the ground.
Forbes slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, his vision was still very blurred, but the scene he saw suddenly woke him up with cold sweat. He saw link cutting something with a dagger, and he was surrounded by two blood stained bodies.
Forbes immediately shrunk to hide in the corner, terrified, as if he had thought of his own ending.
"Are you awake?"
Link threw a pair of army boots in front of Forbes.
Forbes dodged in fright, then rubbed his eyes to see that it was a pair of military boots.
The military boots have been modified to cut off the closed round head at the front and become sandals with toes exposed.
Take a look at the two corpses on the ground. They are all mercenaries. One green T-shirt on his upper body has been red with blood, and the other one is naked. You can clearly see the bullet holes on his body.
"Try to see if it fits."
Forbes's heart is now completely confused, completely unable to understand the current situation, and can only be manipulated like a marionette.
"Forced" to put on military boots and show five toes.
Emmmm how to say, that is, the military boots are cut a little too much, and some of the toes are exposed, but the others are OK.
"Lift up your feet and I'll see."
Forbes immediately raised his feet and did not dare to neglect.
Link looked at it for a while and whispered to himself, "it's like cutting a little too much. I know!"
Then he buried his head with a dagger and started a pair of intact military boots.
These military boots are all mercenaries' and the size of their feet is relatively large. It's very inconvenient for link to put them in directly because he is dragging them.
Next, we have to cross the Gobi under the control of the mechanical God. If we play barefoot, it will not take long to be bloody.
Gobi is full of hard soil and gravel, unlike the desert can be barefoot.
"I'm a slave, but I got rid of them and got out," link said as he cut. The ancient ruins were submerged by quicksand. The waste soil gang will never give up. Staying in the desert is no less than looking for a way to die. "
"Gobi is the site of the mechanical god religion, which is more terrifying than the wasteland gang."
Link looked at Forbes and said, "what they like most is that you are a man with thick skin and fat. It's better to make a human battery than to die."Forbes shivered and folded his hands to his chest.
It is well known in desert that mechanical God teaches people to use living people as energy batteries, which can stop children crying.
"Now I'm going to cross the Gobi and flee to Sandu, the northern free Federation. What's your plan?"
Forbes was full of confusion. At that time, he just wanted to escape from the slave camp. As for what to do after escaping, he didn't think about it at all.
"I I... "
I can't break a fart for a long time.
Link cut his army boots, put them in his feet and tried. His toes just came out, but they were not redundant. Just right!
Link took off another mercenary's pants, measured them and cut them to fit him. In a few minutes, he changed into camouflage pants and open toed army boots.
I have to say, the feeling of wearing pants and shoes is really reassuring.
Forbes was stunned for a long time, then asked timidly, "can we cross the Gobi and reach the free Federation safely?"
Link didn't say much. He got up and lifted the linen jacket. He had a micro punch, a pistol and two clips on his gun belt, and a dagger in his hand.
The treasure rat stands on link's shoulder, two small claws crossed and pinned to his chest, with his small head tilted up 45 degrees. The standard decent superhero gathers classic shapes.
"OK, I'm in!"
A moment later
"Thank you for making my shoes, boss link."
"I should thank you. If I hadn't tested you first, how could I have made such a good military boot."
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"Open your backpack and I'll see." Link won't let go of any details. Only by checking all of them can he put down his guard. Forbes did not dare to hesitate. He quickly took off his backpack, opened the zipper and poured out everything inside. Canned, water, compressed biscuits, paper towels, and a bowling ball sized piece of cooked beef wrapped in plastic wrap. Just when link was attracted by these "hard currencies" Ding bang! A bright kitchen knife fell out of the bag, and the sound was clear and long. Forbes squeezed out a smile that almost blinded link's eyes and said, "I'm a cook, really! This knife is for cutting beef! " Link did not say anything and watched Forbes show quietly. "Well, I admit, there's a defensive role in it." Link pointed his gun at Forbes and gave another order: "get up, lift up your clothes and turn around." Forbes was frightened. His eyes were as big as those of a copper bell. His dark skin highlighted his white eyes, which made his eyes exaggerated and invincible. Forbes covered his buttocks with his hands, his pupils flashing and his sweat dripping. He had heard of such things when he was in the camp. After all, the desert is remote. In addition to slaves and mercenaries, even a sow can't be seen in the camp. When there is a physiological need, it will Forbes clenched his lips and assessed the current risks. If the other side has a gun in his hand, he will belch when he shoots. The other side also has a gun. If you draw the gun He is bleeding, suffering from pain, biting teeth will be in the past. It's not to die in such a place that I tried my best to escape at the risk of being found and killed by mercenaries! In order to live, I endure! "Come on, don't dawdle!" Link shook his black pistol again, with a strong sense of threat. Forbes took a deep breath, his hands shaking as he grasped the linen. Forbes lifted up the linen, turned his back to link, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and pursed his buttocks: "I'm still brand new, please be light!" Link: Black question mark face. Jpg. Wasteland Gang headquarters. The operator's signal was cut off. The slave's last words really broke his understanding of the matter. Report the satellite phone video, voice content and situation to the leader in charge. The leader in charge reported the information in a hurry. "General, the latest news from the front! Our last soldier was killed! Here's the last video and recording from the satellite phone. " With the video and recording, the camp was silent. "We can get the rescue helicopter back." People are all dead. What do you send helicopters to do in the past? I don't know. There are still ambushes. "Is the identity confirmed?" "Yes. This man was captured from the desert caravan by soldiers of the 52nd battalion last year, and then he was mixed up in the slave camp to participate in the excavation plan of the ancient ruins. It's really strange from the time point of view. " "That's probably the spies planted by the mechanical theology. Maybe the destruction of the ancient ruins is also related to this man. " Bang! The general hit his fist on the table and was furious. This excavation of ancient relics was a project he won at a high price in the waste soil Council. But now the money has been spent, and the manpower and materials have also been smashed in. All of a sudden, the quicksand has ruined everything. It's all gone! The general rubbed the temple and frowned: "send experts to investigate the ancient ruins. There is an underground palace under the ruins. How can there be quicksand for no reason?" "Besides, now only the spies of the mechanistic cult know the inside story and the truth. Guangfa photo, I don't care if you are looking for bounty hunters or killers, I only ask for the result - get him back for me, I want to know the truth! I don't believe he will stay on the site of the mechanical God all his life The order was issued from the camp of the headquarters of the waste soil Gang, and the accident investigation team also set out to rush to the sunken ancient ruins. No one would have thought that this investigation would be the fuse for the changes in the pattern of major forces. - link looks at Forbes with a complicated expression Two big buttocks. Subconsciously told him in front of this fat man is an extremely dangerous person! A person who can pucker up his buttocks anytime and anywhere is absolutely cruel. Standing on one side, the treasure rat put out its small paw to cover its eyes, but there was a big gap between the paws, so it couldn't turn its eyes. Looking at Forbes, and then at the master link, small eyes full of big doubts. "What's in your head? The clothes can be put down! " Link's eyes moved away from Forbes' black buttocks, and there was water in the corner of his eyes.Hot eyes. Forbes shivered all over, and his face looked like a ghost. This is not like him? Not even the value of p y? You're going to be shot? Forbes decadent put down his linen clothes, two lines of tears on his dark cheek shining in the sun. He turned around and fell on his knees and cried, "please give me a way to live. I can be both a bull and a horse!" Link pistol on the insurance, don't go to the gun belt, slowly walked to Forbes side: "I'm a slave, there's no need to kill you, what's your next plan?" Forbes looked up at link in surprise, with only two words in his eyes - No. The mercenaries were all strong men, and the slaves in front of them were so thin that they could be blown down by a gust of wind. That's it. How do you beat the mercenaries and get out? Forbes ran out of the trunk of the jeep and heard a firefight in the green wall maze. In his opinion, this man must be a mercenary or someone with a special identity of the wasteland Gang, disguised as a slave to obtain his information. Link vomited out a turbid breath, a little helpless. To tell you the truth, he has a crush on Forbes' backpack of food. If it's the enemy, he doesn't hesitate to shoot and snatch the treasure, without any psychological pressure. But this timid fat man is also a slave to suffering. He can escape from the quicksand only by luck. He really can't bear to take away materials and leave him here alone. What's more, I just escaped from Longtan now, and then there is the tiger's den of mechanical God, which needs to be broken through, with many people and help. "Come with me!" Link was fierce and led the way. Forbes knelt on the ground and didn't respond. The treasure rat ran behind him and stretched out its small claw to push the fat man's body like a mountain. It didn't respond to any effort. The treasure rat puffed up and ran to Forbes' neck with his clothes Holding the collar in one hand and tickling Forbes' neck in the other. Aware that there are small sharp claws across the skin, Forbes immediately recollected, shivered, goose bumps fell to the ground, and ran. Treasure rat is like a knight, holding the reins, trying to domesticate a wild wild boar, relying on the collar to control the direction of Forbes. "Take him to the maze and wait for me." The treasure rat, riding Forbes, ran to the maze ahead of link. Because of its big size and strong turning inertia, when it arrived at the body of the mercenary, it had no time to brake, so it hit the green wall and fainted. The treasure rat leaps from Forbes, swishes in the air, and finally lands flat on the ground. Forbes slowly woke up. When he opened his eyes, his vision was still very blurred, but the scene he saw suddenly woke him up with cold sweat. He saw link cutting something with a dagger, and he was surrounded by two blood stained bodies. Forbes immediately shrunk to hide in the corner, terrified, as if he had thought of his own ending. "Are you awake?" Link threw a pair of army boots in front of Forbes. Forbes dodged in fright, then rubbed his eyes to see that it was a pair of military boots. The military boots have been modified to cut off the closed round head at the front and become sandals with toes exposed. Take a look at the two corpses on the ground. They are all mercenaries. One green T-shirt on his upper body has been red with blood, and the other one is naked. You can clearly see the bullet holes on his body. "Try to see if it fits." Forbes's heart is now completely confused, completely unable to understand the current situation, and can only be manipulated like a marionette. "Forced" to put on military boots and show five toes. Emmmm how to say, that is, the military boots are cut a little too much, and some of the toes are exposed, but the others are OK. "Lift up your feet and I'll see." Forbes immediately raised his feet and did not dare to neglect. Link looked at it for a while and whispered to himself, "it's like cutting a little too much. I know!" Then he buried his head with a dagger and started a pair of intact military boots. These military boots are all mercenaries' and the size of their feet is relatively large. It's very inconvenient for link to put them in directly because he is dragging them. Next, we have to cross the Gobi under the control of the mechanical God. If we play barefoot, it will not take long to be bloody. Gobi is full of hard soil and gravel, unlike the desert can be barefoot. "I'm a slave, but I got rid of them and got out," link said as he cut. The ancient ruins were submerged by quicksand. The waste soil gang will never give up. Staying in the desert is no less than looking for a way to die. " "Gobi is the site of the mechanical god religion, which is more terrifying than the wasteland gang." Link looked at Forbes and said, "what they like most is that you are a man with thick skin and fat. It's better to make a human battery than to die."Forbes shivered and folded his hands to his chest. It is well known in desert that mechanical God teaches people to use living people as energy batteries, which can stop children crying. "Now I'm going to cross the Gobi and flee to Sandu, the northern free Federation. What's your plan?" Forbes was full of confusion. At that time, he just wanted to escape from the slave camp. As for what to do after escaping, he didn't think about it at all. "I I... " I can't break a fart for a long time. Link cut his army boots, put them in his feet and tried. His toes just came out, but they were not redundant. Just right! Link took off another mercenary's pants, measured them and cut them to fit him. In a few minutes, he changed into camouflage pants and open toed army boots. I have to say, the feeling of wearing pants and shoes is really reassuring. Forbes was stunned for a long time, then asked timidly, "can we cross the Gobi and reach the free Federation safely?" Link didn't say much. He got up and lifted the linen jacket. He had a micro punch, a pistol and two clips on his gun belt, and a dagger in his hand. The treasure rat stands on link's shoulder, two small claws crossed and pinned to his chest, with his small head tilted up 45 degrees. The standard decent superhero gathers classic shapes. "OK, I'm in!" A moment later "Thank you for making my shoes, boss link." "I should thank you. If I hadn't tested you first, how could I have made such a good military boot." P. S: new week, please recommend tickets!
