War Paradise

On the boundless wilderness, a lonely figure is slowly moving forward. It seems to be the last survivor in the doomsday, alone through the cruel no man's land.

On the sand beside them, rotten bones were exposed. Many villains exiled to this planet could not even leave their last words, so they were buried on the surface of Mars and turned into icy dust.

The slender figure wearing dark purple protective clothing clasped his arms tightly as if a little afraid of the cold, and continued to trek on the sand.

If this continues, this person should end up with the same fate as those withered bones. However, perhaps it should not be fate, and soon three members of the tribe who were scavenging waste met this exile who was walking alone.

"Hey, look over there..."

The three tribe members who were looking for usable mechanical parts on the sand. The side of the protective mask was sprayed with a rattlesnake pattern. When they noticed the figure in the distance, they immediately pulled out the metal mace full of iron nails from behind and strode. Walked over.

The task of these people is to collect everything available for their tribe, which of course also includes slaves. It is commonplace for scavengers to catch criminals who have just landed on Mars. If the opponent resists, they will kill the opponent without hesitation, and then drag the corpse back to use it as feed for pigs and rats.

"Don't move, man!" the tall man among the scavengers shouted as he approached.

It seems that the other party’s protective clothing is also equipped with a sound receiver, because the guy has stopped, and the three scavengers quickly approached at a jumping pace suitable for Mars. When they saw the delicate face under the other party’s protective mask, The three people's faces suddenly showed malicious smiles.

"Woman, where did you come from?" the tall scavenger asked enthusiastically.

——Most people who can commit the felony of being exiled to Mars are men, and women criminals are undoubtedly rare species on Mars. If they could catch this woman back, they would undoubtedly find a treasure!

"That, Earth?" The woman tilted her head slightly, looking sluggish, as if she had been insane.

——If she is really crazy, things will become much easier...

Realizing this, the tall scavenger's throat couldn't help but let out a low laugh: "Hey...follow us? We have food there. You can only die here if you stay here."

Upon hearing this, the woman opened her eyes slightly, with an expectant expression on her face, and asked, "Really?"

"Yes, we have everything there. You don't want to die here, do you?" The scavenger nodded.

"As long as there is food, let me do anything..." the woman said hurriedly, as if she was already starving.

The criminals who were transported to Mars by the disused spacecraft had no other supplies except to enjoy the unpalatable liquid food on the spacecraft during the journey. Many people who successfully landed on Mars died of hunger in despair.

Contrary to the situation on Earth, on Mars, food is even more important than land.

There are no rules for spending money on buying a house on this planet. No one will take care of a mountain if one person occupies it, but no matter how big the site is, it will only end up starving to death if it can't find food.

"Then follow us, we promise not to treat you badly..." the tall scavenger laughed.

After many years of life on Mars, these scavengers who are struggling for survival at the bottom of the tribe have no physical needs in that regard. They just want to take this woman back as soon as possible and give it to the tribe leader as a trophy, and then change it more. Just a few pieces of fried pork and rat meat.

"Okay..." the woman said.

The scavengers are not fools. Before taking her away, they also conducted a simple body search on her. The woman did not resist, just raised her hands and stood on the spot until the scavengers finished searching.

"No weapons." The tall scavenger whispered to his teammates.

"Hurry up and take her back, don't let other tribes find out." The little scavenger with burns on his face looked around sneakily, guarding the scavengers of other tribes.

"Okay, let's go quickly..."

The three scavengers led the confused woman through the empty wilderness and moved towards the underground caves of their tribe. On the way, the tall man asked casually: "What's your name?"

"Carol." The woman said slurredly, with a trace of drool from the corners of her mouth.

"Oh, the name is good, not bad..." the tall man whispered.

After an awkward chat, the four finally arrived at the tribal territory. The tall scavenger uncovered the camouflage net at the top of the cave, opened the gate disguised as a slate below, and led the "rare prey" he had obtained into the tribal territory. in.

A strange blue light was shining in the underground cave, and a dozen slaves wearing fetters were using iron pickaxes to dig nearby, creating a larger territory for this tribe.

Except for the cold rocks, the cave is left with the same cold steel. In order to avoid falling rocks, a steel ceiling is erected on the top of the cave. There are also several pillars standing upright on the bottom, and there is no aesthetic engraved on them. Messy lines.

As a medium-sized tribe, the Diamondback tribe is naturally much more reliable than the weak tribe of the Bloodhawk tribe. In addition to oxygen supply equipment, heating equipment obtained from scientists is also installed here. As soon as you enter In the cave, there was heat immediately.

After entering the cave, the three scavengers immediately took off their helmets and unzipped the protective clothing, revealing the tattered singles. Then he said to the woman behind him: "There is no need to wear protective clothing here."

"Oh..." The woman nodded and took off the helmet of the protective suit.

The long silver hair got rid of the shackles of the helmet, pouring down directly, draped scatteredly on his shoulders, although the appearance is still pretty, but it is a pity that Carol has no temperament at all with his mentally retarded performance.

She swallowed and spit, her hazel eyes stared at the tall scavenger without blinking, and asked, "Where are you eating?"

"You can come here..." the tall man said, grabbing Carol's wrist, and with the two teammates, he led the woman to the throne in the depths of the cave.

Seeing that the scavengers actually brought a woman, other members of the nearby tribes all showed surprised expressions. A few of those in rags even started to drool.

These guys who originally came from felons naturally don't have any politeness or morality at all. Those things have long been thrown out of the sky by them. What drives them to survive is only instinct and desire.

"Where are the girls..." One of the skinny men rubbed his hands trivially, and on his exposed arm was a tattoo of a blade that had faded.

"This is for the boss, go away." The tall man scolded, and continued to lead Carol up to the whistle of a group of single dogs around him.

Due to the extremely imbalanced ratio of men to women, there are undoubtedly few criminals on Mars who can escape from being single. The Rattlesnake tribe is composed entirely of men, and even the leader is a "single dog."

But today... this tribe welcomed its first female member.

"What are you arguing about?" A thick male voice rang from the depths of the cave, instantly suppressing the whistle in the cave.

"Boss, we brought a woman here!" the tall scavenger shouted.

As soon as the words came out, the male voice paused for a moment, then suddenly became a lot thicker, and asked in a very quick voice: "You mean it?"

"Really!" The tall scavenger said as he walked through the crowd, led Carol to the stone throne in the deepest part of the cave, half-kneeled on the ground and said respectfully: "That's her."

"Oh?" The man leaning on the throne lit up when he saw the silver-haired woman, and then immediately restored to his original state, waved impatiently to the three scavengers, and said, "You can go now. "

"Look, our food..." The tall scavenger reminded tentatively.

"I see, add a few more pieces of meat." The tribal leader said, waving his thick palm again: "Get off!"

"Yes." The three scavengers immediately retreated, leaving only the tribal leader and several guards standing on both sides of the throne, staring at each other.

The leader of the rattlesnake tribe is two meters tall and extremely large. This person is wearing a jacket and shorts, showing a greasy and fat chest, and his belly is like a huge ball of meat. He has a Mohican hairstyle on his head, and his body is covered with Latin and skull tattoos.

This man weighing 150 kilograms is the hero who has led the Rattlesnake tribe to this level!

"Hello, woman..."

The leader reached out and touched his bare chin. Because he hadn't spoken to the opposite **** for too long, he didn't know what to say for a while. After thinking about it for a while, he finally came to a simple introduction: "I am the leader here. The title is'Strong Tiger'."

"I see, Fat Tiger, right!" Carol nodded immediately.

"..."

As soon as these words came out, the guards standing on both sides of the throne forbeared a smile, their faces flushed.

If in normal times, members of the tribe who dared to laugh at the size of the leader would have been fed to pigs and rats. Even if the word "obesity" is simply uttered, as long as the leader hears it, it may cause death.

But now, facing this woman, the leader was not as furious as usual. He just touched his stomach with a trembling hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, you can call it that way...you can."

"Fat Tiger, do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry." Carol went straight to the point.

The leader of the tribe who had just received a new name, he didn't know how to answer after hearing this. Even he encountered this situation for the first time.

——Whether it is on Earth or Mars, this man with a sense of terror and oppression has always been the leader of a criminal organization. As long as he stands there, other people will unconsciously bow their heads.

The leader knew very well that Carol should be the first person not to fear him at all.

This woman looked like she was crazy, thinking about food only. If this is the case...it seems pretty good too.

"Go and get her some pig and rat meat." The leader ordered a guard next to him.

"Panghu, you are really fat." Carol laughed out loud.

"I rely on..."

The leader was about to have an attack. After thinking about it, he endured it and asked in a trembling voice, "Where did you come from?"

"Earth, are you stupid?" Carol shook her long silver hair.

Facing such a disconnected guy, the leader couldn't help sighing and continued to ask: "What crime did you commit to come here?"

"Of course it was murder." Carol said without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, the leader finally found a common topic and said: "How many did you kill? I killed fifty-seven."

——I used to slaughter more than 50 members of rival gangs with heavy machine guns. This has always been a topic that the leader talks about, and I show it off from time to time.

But today, someone who can crush his "kill record" finally appeared:

"Hmm..." Carol squinted for a moment, then said a number: "About a thousand people."

"Oh...huh?" The leader's face was crumpled: "Are you kidding?"

"Really, I can still give out their names: Terminator, KZ106, Overlord, Lemon Drop..." Carol said seriously a lot of code names: "Do you want to hear it?"

——This woman is completely crazy.

Realizing this, the leader's tone also brought a little "caring for the mentally retarded" meaning: "Then you are really amazing..."

"Yeah, how many people are there?" Carol looked around curiously.

"One hundred and fifty-two," the leader replied.

"Well, these one hundred and fifty-two people are about to die soon." Carol's eyes were crescent-shaped, and a small remote control appeared in his hand for some time, and he pressed the red button on it.

boom!

Under the horrified gaze of the leader and the guards, the front of the cave was swallowed by a burning fireball. Hundreds of tribal members even had time to scream. They have disappeared in the fiery flames and burned into coke by gasoline bombs!

——When did she drop the bomb?

The leader and the guards froze for a few seconds, and finally came over from the sluggishness. The guards immediately raised their broadswords and mace and rushed towards Carol, while the leader stood up and grabbed the nail gun next to the throne. , Trying to shoot the "devil head" in front of her.

It's a pity that the opponent's movements are much faster than them...

Facing the guards who rushed forward, Carol reached out and opened the zipper of the protective suit jacket, and a dazzling fire burst out from his chest. A large shotgun shot out from an unknown place sent the guards full of blood. After flying out, the smoking corpse fell in front of the throne, like a freshly baked barbecue.

"Ahhhh, you lunatic..."

The leader roared and raised the nail gun. Before he could fire, he saw that the target had appeared beside him. A fiery pain came from his right wrist. As he spurted blood frantically, the nail gun in his hand was also released.

"Fat Tiger" hadn't gotten up yet, and the black hole's muzzle was already on his head.

"You are worth a bit, I can save you." Carol smiled, although the voice is very sweet, it sounds like a whisper from **** to the leader.

"Let's talk," she said.