novelAmbush At The Fortress
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On the road two kilometers from Outpost Town, a cloud of dust was created by the rolling tires.
Five armored vehicles at the front and rear cleared the way. The desert-colored front armor surface was sprayed with black paint in the shape of a skull. The rusty trucks sandwiched between the armored vehicles carried a group of lifeless men and women. Their hands and feet were tied with rope and they were tied together with an iron chain.
A group of men with rifles on their shoulders stood behind them. From their weird tattoos and vulgar actions, they did not look like good people.
"Don't fight me for it. I caught this chick. I'm going to train her slowly. I'll let you guys have fun once I'm done."
"Sh*t, is there anything you do that can help you last for more than three minutes? We can help you when you are tired."
"What the fu*k did you say, who are you saying only last three minutes?"
"Hahahaha, one of you can be in the front while one of you can be in the back and see who can actually last for three minutes." When a predator with braids saw the two were about to fight, he intervened and humped the air, "I can be the referee for you."
Catlin, in the fallout shelter uniform, shrank into the corner of the truck. As she listened to their brazen words and ruthless laughter, her face was full of panic and helplessness.
Before the door of the fallout shelter opened, they were fully prepared to face the world baptized by nuclear weapons. They were ready to rescue the compatriots in California, face the radioactive dust, carry out post-disaster reconstruction above the shelter, spread the fire of civilization throughout California, and revive the civilization that once prospered on this land...
However, everything was beyond their expectations from the beginning.
They had just opened the door to save a group of poor and hungry people. However, they didn't expect that these hungry people who sought help would turn into extremely vicious predators once they got in. They turned their guns at the people who tried to help.
Catlin closed her eyes in pain, tears of despair flowed out from her eyes.
From the moment she was taken onto the truck, from seeing the way those men looked at her, she could already imagine her destiny. If her hands and feet were not tied up, she really wanted to jump off the truck into the rolling wheels and say goodbye to the cruel world.
God...
What is going on in this world
Black Skull sat in the armored car at the head of the convoy. He had a cigar in his mouth, and the arc of his mouth showed that he was enjoying this ride.
This cigar was found in the office of the fallout shelter head. Based on the brand and place of origin, it seemed to be a high-end product imported from Cuba. Before the nuclear war, he couldn't even think of this kind of high-end stuff, but he didn't expect to have the opportunity to taste it now after the war.
In general, this trip was a great harvest.
He didn't expect that he just went for a tour to the north of California and happened to receive a radio from a fallout shelter that just opened. As an experienced predator, he certainly wouldn't let go of this good opportunity and immediately went to the location. First, a few people were sent into the shelter, pretending to be refugees to take advantage of their sympathy. Then while the guards were not paying attention, they threw the thermite on the engine of the fallout shelter gate, which turned the people inside the fallout shelter into lambs ready to be slaughtered.
The loot was not only the box of cigars in his pocket, but also supplies that filled the trucks, and nearly a thousand slaves.
With more than a thousand slaves, it was possible to finish the large project left by NAC before the end of October.
Soon, the convoy arrived at the fortress in Outpost Town.
Mohawk Rodney stood above the main entrance of the fort and had been waiting there for a long time. When he saw Black Skull sitting behind the armored vehicle, he turned around and shouted at the people in the back.
"Open the gate!"
The steel front gate slowly opened, and Black Skull knocked twice on the top cover of the armored car. The driver sitting inside immediately stepped on the gas, and the whole convoy moved slowly again.
As usual, the slave hunters who went out returned with trucks full of loot.
But for some reason, when Black Skull looked at the gate, he frowned and felt something was off.
It wasn't until the convoy drove halfway through the front door that he suddenly realized what was wrong.
Normally, Rodney would always wait for him at the gate when he returned; he would never stand at the top of the fortress. Moreover, they brought back more than a dozen trucks of slaves, but his subordinates did not even make a sound. Everything was so abnormal!
But when he realized this, it was too late.
"STOP!"
Black Skull shouted to the convoy behind him and jumped down. But before he could gain his footing, a deafening explosion came directly under the armored vehicle behind him.
"SH*T! RODNEY! I WILL PEEL YOUR SKIN OFF!" By luck, Black Skull survived the explosion. He wiped his blood-covered face and rushed beside the armored vehicle, then he fired back while smacking the armor, "REVERSE THE GODDAMN CAR! REVERSE!"
But the convoy was already halfway in, how could it reverse out?
Gunshots and the sound of bullets flying ravaged above the fortress and flew inches above the trucks. The captured men and women screamed and ducked down. Many people were injured by stray bullets. The predators who tried to resist fell one after another in a pool of blood, and the entire front door had become a mess filled with gunpowder.
Catlin buried her head tightly between her arms as she listened to the sound of a heavy machine gun. Tethered to the chains, they couldn't even jump out of the truck to avoid them. They could only listen to the sound of bullets whizzing through the air in horror and pray.
The sound of explosions came one after another, and the firepower ambushing Black Skull was extremely intense. In the constant attack of bazookas, the armored vehicles that had been modified either exploded or stalled. Only the four armored vehicles in the back barely escaped from the mercenaries.
When Black Skull realized that he had lost grip of the situation, he wanted to escape among the defeated predators. But since he already stepped into the trap, there was no way for him to escape. At this time, the mercenaries that took care of the predators in the back started to gather towards him and surrounded Black Skull and his elites.
In an unwilling roar, the demon who had harmed California and Nevada for more than ten years was finally pressed to the ground by a group of strong mercenaries and chained with handcuffs and an electronic collar. Rodney watched with guilt when he saw his boss get pinned down. Then he turned around and left with a look of shame.
As if a century had passed, the gunfire stopped.
Like other slaves, Catlin slowly raised her head from the clamped arms and looked out of the truck. A group of mercenaries jumped into the truck and cut the rope from their hands. At this moment, she met several soldiers in power armor.
"Congratulations, you're very lucky that you ran into us after encountering predators."
Jiang Chen walked to the front of the convoy, looked at the stalled trucks, and opened the loudspeaker, "I can see that you are residents of a fallout shelter, and I welcome you on behalf of NAC. Since you have already paid the price for your kindness, I won't say anything more. You have half an hour to rest. If you're rested, go and gather at the gate. There will be people here telling you what happened in the world and how you can survive on this wasteland in the future."
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