The sound of the wolf's howl was as cool as the falling moonlight, and the sound of gunfire mixed with it sounded intermittently, like a salute of a fire break, which could not support a scene of deterrence at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Do you want to go over?" Cassia was still holding the steering wheel tightly in his hand, and the top of the dune chain could slip down at the slightest carelessness, and it would take a little more effort to climb up again.

Kara is also nominally the captain of Kasia, and in matters related to missions, Kasia is also led by Dekara.

"Of course, it's a caravan, and there aren't a lot of wolves around, and we don't suffer a lot about a few free bullets. Kara was still looking at the optical sight, "We're almost within reach of the Grun Oasis, and we can just ask for the necessary information from this caravan." ”

"Let's get over there. The sniper rifle was stretched out by Ka's hand, and there was a sound of assembling machinery from it, and all the golden bullets on the ten centimeters were loaded, and Kasia also deliberately slowed down a little at this time to prepare a better sniper environment for Kara.

It was a small caravan, with a few dozen steam locomotives, and even fewer guns for defense, and it was impossible to organize even a network of fire to block the sand wolves that were constantly moving around it.

David, the owner of the caravan, was also pale with fright at the moment, and cold sweat covered his forehead. He was supposed to be doing business in other oases in the desert, but because of his temper, he offended the local snakes who were entrenched there. Of course, the business has not been done since then. Moreover, the safety of his wife and two daughters was constantly threatened in the following days, so he had no choice but to hurry up and pack up his family before the full moon night came, and wanted to run to the Gerun Oasis to avoid it.

But who walks in the desert doesn't know the dangers of a full moon night, it's not just that the sand wolves have become irritable because of the influence of the moonlight, and they are no longer afraid of gunfire. And the thermals of the desert can also become mysterious and irregular due to the influence of the moon. The Black Dust Storm was all generated at this time, and the old professors in the Earth Movement Hall of the Imperial Theological Academy had done special research on this at that time.

Therefore, there are people in the desert who are not afraid of sand wolves, that is, heavily armed mercenary teams, and the firepower is so fierce that the sand wolves cannot enter a circular range of tens of meters around them.

This group of people who take their lives to eat usually rush to take over the work, but every time before and after the full moon, they all stop, just like a worker who gives himself a rare long vacation. It's all because of the black dust storm that eats people without leaving a trace.

Everything in the desert is afraid of this, and the huge forces of nature are simply not something that a weak creature like a human being can resist.

This also made it impossible for David, who was to leave temporarily, to recruit a decent team of mercenaries, except of course for the old, weak, sick and disabled who were also hiding in the vehicles now.

The sparse bullets crossed the fire net and were easily broken through by the sand wolves, the steam locomotive desperately rampaged forward, and the sand wolves, who were nearly one and a half meters tall, also looked crazy, and the fragile glass was all shattered in front of their hard heads. But in front of the sniper rifle's one- and two-caliber bullets, no matter how hard the head was, it was all like a fireflower bursting, and the red and white mixed colors mixed with bone slag splashed David's face in the trembling body.

His stomach was tumbling, and the slimy feeling on his face was mixed with a refreshing fishy smell, so that before he could wipe his face, he lowered his head and vomited, tears and snot together, and the canned food that he had eaten in the desert for a few days all saw the snow-white moonlight again this time. The sound of gunfire that resounded around him was completely forgotten by him.

By the time he had come to his senses, the wolves around him were gone, leaving only corpses that had exploded in their heads or chests, the blood turning white in the moonlight, and the viscous liquid sucked clean by the dried grains of sand.

The caravan's dozen or so steam locomotives all stopped, and David barely wiped his face clean at this time, when something came in front of him, because he heard the sound of the engine completely different from theirs.

In his eyes, two long-beam lights surveyed the front first. The lights made him squint, and a strangely shaped car stopped at the front of the caravan, the man in the driver's seat wore a mask like a black crow's pointed beak, and the upper body of a rather beautiful woman poked out of the sunroof on the second floor of the ugly locomotive, and a few traces of long black hair fluttered in the cool wind.

The last thing that came to the eye was a sniper rifle with a long barrel, the black alloy cast iron body reflecting a little glimmer in the moonlight, pulling out its hideous outline.

Then, Davy shuddered, and cold sweat broke out again, and the pitch-black muzzle of the gun was undoubtedly now facing his head.

"There's something to discuss, there's something to discuss!" Davy let his wife and daughter hide in the back seat, and hurriedly got out of the car, already with a standard amiable smile on his face.

"Friend, thank you、、、、、、"

Kara is also best at interrupting people's words, regardless of whether she behaves politely or not. A sniper bullet had broken away from the barrel with an orange-yellow trail, and it swirled and fired in front of David's eyes, grazing over his ears, where hair was like a grass mower pushing through the grass, leaving a neat trail.

The sound of the bullet casings falling on the steam locomotive echoed in David's heart clearly, and he was about to cry, his hands were raised straight and high, his face barely smiling was uglier than crying, and his heart was pounding with fear.

"Don't play anymore. Kasia was a little helpless, and she mourned in silence for David who was standing in front of her, "Didn't you just say that you wanted to make friends with them?"

"People can change, not to mention my mood. Carla finally put the sniper rifle away, "I've changed my mind, the merchant is much better at gathering information than you and me, and he may play a bigger role in the Grun Oasis than you think." Besides, we still have so many bundles of fur to sell in our car, and he happens to be the best candidate. ”

Carla jumped out of the car, wearing a gray fabric trench coat that was dyed gray by the moonlight and headlights, a smile on her face, and a clip-type pistol in her hand, as she walked towards the slightly chubby man standing with his hands raised.

Kasia took off the mask, and at this time suddenly remembered Yeterin, whose personality was a hundred times worse than Carla's.

I really don't know how she is now, the voice drowned out in her head. Kasia got out of the car, holding a sulk in his heart, for more than ten days, they didn't even touch the corner of the task, and their emotions were a little defeated.

"Hello Fat Uncle!" Carla walked over kindly, intentionally or unintentionally pointing a gun at David's head, "I'm Casstin?

Kasia mourned again for Gustin, who had not spoken.

David's head had never clicked so quickly, "I've heard, I've heard, how could the Evelyn family not have heard of it, I also did business with your family a few days ago! I have admired the Evelyn family for a long time, thank 、、、、、、you today."

"That's great!" Kara's smile made David's heart tremble, and he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.

So a day later, when it was also windy, David followed Kasia and finally came to the Gerun Oasis.