The Godsfall Chronicles Chapter 3: Mad Dog
The faint scent of grains from the oily paper penetrates into the nostrils, and the feeling is fascinating and dreamlike.
Two pieces of black hard bread, a bottle of lightly polluted water, such excellent food is something Scavenger has never seen before. Every Scavenger is shrouded in an unprecedented sense of happiness.
Cloudhawk slowly uncovered the greased paper with a pair of trembling hands, like a pious pilgrim opening the holy object, two pieces of crusty bread just appeared in front of you, the grain fragrance was more intense, and it quickly stimulated saliva secretion-bread, this is bread !
He has seen it in the book.
Never thought that this legendary delicacy would appear in my own hands. These two pieces of bread are worth at least one piece in the ruins, oh no, at least ten lives!
He carefully pinched a small piece into his mouth.
Cloudhawk closed his eyes and felt it carefully, first soaked the hard bread with saliva to soften it. The unique fragrance permeated the tip of the tongue. The wonderful feeling was not real, making him feel intoxicated, as if in a dream.
This dream was interrupted by an unexpected guest.
A sturdy figure came over with a machete. There was an ugly scar on his face. This person is not someone else, but the one who snatched the meat yesterday.
This guy is also here to take part in the action!
Cloudhawk picked up the dagger, a pair of hostile eyes looked like irritated cubs. Yesterday it was because they had a full stomach and there was no need to work hard. Today is different. Whoever dares to grab his bread, even if they all die, Poke the sword into the opponent's heart!
"I am not interested in your food!"
"Then what do you want to do?"
Scar's eyes are a little weird, with a little cold light, "Have you seen? Excavator(s) is three people, there are a lot of bread and water in the car, and we have weapons in our hands, why don't we fight it?"
Excavator(s) is only three people, none of them have firearms.
These Excavator(s) recruited them mostly to send them to death. Instead of Scavenger, why not join forces to kill them? Food, weapons, and water, the most important things on Wilderness, are almost at your fingertips!
When I think of the wonderful taste of bread, every Scavenger eye has bloodshot eyes, and a wave of greed and murderous aura quickly gather in my heart.
Kill them all!
Chop them into meat sauce!
Every Scavenger stood up, the scar was staring at the hesitant Cloudhawk: "Are you going or not?"
People have desires, especially greed and thirst for survival. In fact, Cloudhawk wants to join. It's just years of experience in Wilderness life, so Cloudhawk can't trust them. Even if a minor Scavenger grabs bread and water, will they give it to him?
The answer is obvious.
This scar will never give even one breadcrumb. Instead, everyone will join hands to kill the weak in the team, because one less person will give the others one more point.
Also... can Scavenger really succeed?
This question seems very stupid. More than 20 people have no suspense when dealing with three. They just don't know why, but they have a bad instinct!
Cloudhawk took a peek at the black man.
After this skimming, my scalp exploded, as if ice water was poured from my head.
Because the black big fellow, who is facing vicious, even looked directly at the group of Scavenger, he seemed to be able to hear these people talking.
The two looked at each other for an instant.
Cloudhawk feels struck by lightning, the poor words in his head can't describe the look in his eyes!
The sharp gaze has an indescribable deterrent. It doesn't feel like a person but a terrible mutant beast, *naked directly to announce and warn: you are just a group of small prey, insignificant, not worth mentioning!
He felt that every muscle of his own was involuntarily tense, like a desperate cub. Although he was driven to desperation, he still subconsciously wanted to resist!
"Don't go." Cloudhawk used all his strength and finally turned his gaze back. He found that he was already in a cold sweat and could only lower his voice and said, "You will die!"
"Useless waste!" Scar spit fiercely, and said to other Scavenger: "Let’s kill those Excavator(s)s first and then come back to clean up this waste!"
"Good!"
Twenty Scavenger started to act, and the silent eyes were chilly. Everyone who grew up in Wilderness understood the meaning of these eyes. These Scavenger have turned into a pack of wolves, to be precise, a pack of hungry wolves that have locked their prey.
Mad Dog didn't rush or slow down, smoking one mouthful, these hungry wolves were just air in his eyes.
He looked at a thin young man who was silently squatting on a low wall and eating bread. This Scavenger was a bit interesting, so keen, like a beast, his eyes were full of unyielding wildness, and he dared to stare at himself for so long. Does not collapse.
The most important thing is that he can smell the danger, so he didn't come to die?
It's really interesting!
"What are you doing! Are you looking for death?"
"Bad worms who can't help themselves! Get all of them back!"
The two mercenarys discovered the Scavenger action, pulled out their weapons, and cursed with threats and anger on their faces. Scavenger did not respond, but got closer and closer.
"Hey hey, don't do this, don't do this!" Mad Dog's thick, hoarse laughter is like a night owl, and a long scar on its ugly face is like an ugly centipede twisting. He throws his cigarette **** on the ground and grinds it with his toes. Into the mud: "Zhengshou has no fun, you two rookies get out of the way!"
"Mad Dog boss, this..."
The two mercenary and Mad Dog looked at each other, suddenly shut their mouths, stepped away in pity, and looked at the stupid Scavengers with a pity!
Mad Dog grinned, and slowly pulled out two sharp machete with both hands. The knife shape is a bit like a dogleg knife, but the back is straight and the blade is curved. The blade is very broad, top-heavy, and it swings vigorously and is not superior in wrist strength. It can't be used, but surprisingly, Mad Dog drew the knife out and dropped it on the ground, then raised both hands and walked forward.
Why throw away the weapon?
Why don't you change your face when facing a dozen or twenty faces?
Why dare you to walk alone to a group of Scavenger armed with weapons?
Scavenger has long lost his senses, his face is bloodthirsty and full of killing intent. These things that are contrary to common sense have long been considered, and the scar screamed: "Kill!"
Dozens of Scavenger groups were hungry and Hyena rushed over.
Scar is at the forefront holding a machete, the left Scavenger holding an iron rod, and the right Scavenger holding an axe. The three are the strongest and agility, so they attacked first!
Cut off his head!
Split his bones!
Snatch everything from him!
Scar thinks so, he did, but as soon as he raised the knife, all his movements stopped.
Mad Dog stretched out his right arm like lightning. With five fingers clasping the opponent's wrist, with one buckle, one twist, and a click, the wrist folded into a right angle in the opposite direction, the broken bone pierced the skin, and a lot of blood poured out frantically.
Sweep the right leg.
It was drawn like an iron whip on Scar's calf. The whole body was short. The legs were folded in the opposite direction into a creepy angle, and the leg bones were snapped into several pieces.
The final punch!
Scar's chest is completely sunken, and seven or eight ribs are shattered, like a sandbag thrown away, knocking over several Scavenger instantly.
The iron rod attacked from the right side.
Mad Dog squeezed flowers in one hand, grabbing and drawing and sending it out. First, the iron rod was forcibly taken away, and then suddenly stuffed back, slammed into this person's mouth, and first violently smashed his mouth full of teeth. Then he pressed it hard, with a crisp sound, the iron rod passed through the skull and came out from the back of the head, and a big hole was punched in the whole head!
"Ah! Monster!"
The Scavenger holding an axe saw this, and immediately turned his head and ran away.
Mad Dog won't let him go. He jumped as high as a person, and raised his right leg above his head, as if a heavy hammer fell, and the iron shoe hit Scavenger's head.
Crack!
The cervical spine is completely broken!
The head was stuffed into the chest cavity by a terrifying force, and it was incredible that strength made Scavenger's legs embedded in the soil, and was nailed to the ground like a ground pile without falling down. Of course, it was already dead to death!
"Hahaha!" Mad Dog was full of madness, like a psychedelic, and seemed to be delirious, "Come on, come on! I haven't played enough yet, I haven't played enough!"
Seeing this, the two mercenarys secretly called bad, the boss has entered the state, this situation is very dangerous, this is also the origin of the nickname "Mad Dog"!
The two mercenary rookies dare not get close!
Scar was still lying on the ground, humming hard, Mad Dog stepped on it directly, the whole face was recessed, the red and white thing full of skull seemed to be tired of the body, and rushed out impatiently. The spray is everywhere around. Mad Dog is like crushing an egg, easily crushing a person's head.
The whole process was less than five seconds. Mad Dog used extremely cruel, **** and violent methods to kill three Scavenger in an instant. The simple and neat killing method was obviously tempered through hard work. The strength, which is not a human being, is called People are creepy!
This is not a person.
It's a devil!
Scavenger was so scared, and a few timid people peeing on their pants on the spot. Cloudhawk also watched this scene with wide-eyed eyes. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe anyone could be so strong. To the point!
Mad Dog kicked up Scar's machete and grabbed it when it was about to kill.
Boom!
The sand dunes set off the sky full of Sandstorm, and the bright hedgehog-like assembled car jumped out of the sand dunes in front.
The fat man was sitting on the bumpy car with a cigarette in his mouth, holding the steering wheel in his left hand, and drew the gun from the waist with his right hand. He was almost in mid-air. All the movements were done at one go. He didn't even aim at it. Throwing his hand at Mad Dog was just a shot. .
A bullet passed a distance of tens of meters.
Slap!
The blade in Mad Dog's hand was accurately broken into two pieces.
Cloudhawk was shocked once again. This fat man, who doesn't seem to have any abilities, has such a terrifying marksmanship, and that incredible accuracy is also not something humans can do with enough!
Several cars rushed back to the temporary camp.
"Mad Dog how did you do it!" The big fat man saw the terrible three corpses, "Just kill one or two for fun, are you going to kill all the broilers?"
"I didn't control it for a while!" Mad Dog shook his head vigorously, as if he was already sober: "Isn't this not killing all?"
The fat guy knows what's wrong with Mad Dog. This guy is easy to go crazy when he kills. Fortunately, he came back in time.
"Slyfox, what use is it for us to get this garbage?" Mad Dog is already very impatient, "I think you are just wasting time!"
"How to fish without bait? Okay, stop talking!" The fat man patted Mad Dog on the shoulder: "The sponsor of this mission is extraordinary, but the reward is very rich!"
Mad Dog didn't say anything.
The fat man turned his head and looked at the Scavengers: "Okay, everyone is here now, you dirty Scavenger, listen up~ IndoMTL.com~ I will give you half an hour to prepare!"
"I'm not going anymore!"
A Scavenger shouted in panic.
These Excavator(s) are different from the usual work of Scavenger. They are simply a group of monsters. If you follow them, there is absolutely no hope of survival.
Boom!
No one can see how the fat man shot.
Fatty is a gun assembled by himself, and the bullet is also specially made. The huge power directly smashed the human head. Scavenger fell straight to the ground. The red and white flow inside the broken head was all over the floor, and his body was in reflexes. There was a twitching action.
Scavenger is silent.
Cloudhawk was still sitting next to the low wall. He watched one side slowly put the last piece of bread into his mouth at one side, and then drank the rest of the water. What the old man had said echoed in his ears.
People can be chess players or chess pieces.
The player has choices, but the pieces cannot.
Everyone has the opportunity to become a chess player, so you must make every choice carefully, because once you become a chess piece, you can't help it. Anger, helplessness, and panic are useless. If you become a chess piece but you don’t know what you can do, you still think of yourself as a chess player, thinking you still have the right to choose, then the result will be the same as Scars.
So, Cloudhawk decided to play a good role as a chess piece, looking forward to picking out the chessboard and becoming a chess player again.
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