Dark Blood Age - Chapter 805

[Chapter 805 Seventeen Blood Riders]

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Central United States, Missouri.

The flood washed down a small town by the river. All kinds of garbage, cars, and furniture floated on the water, like soap bubbles in a bathtub.

The torrential rain was still pounding the ground, as violent as a hole in the sky. The wind blew wildly, whistling and whimpering, raising misty rain curtains, and blowing the submerged trees by the road side to side, crackling. With the sound, the branches, leaves and stems were broken, and the rotting smell of soil and floating corpses was blown away strongly, revealing a bleak and bleak scene.

In the surging flood, an old Hispanic woman with gray hair and gold-wire glasses, with a golden necklace hanging around her neck, sat in a white deep-mouthed round wooden bathtub, her eyes staring blankly at the ocean behind her, she was helpless. He also drifted helplessly in the distance with the flood.

Along the way, some people stood on the top of the bus and called for help to her, some climbed on the swaying big tree and begged her to take them away, and some stood on the high roof and waved to her, but she didn’t dare to stop or Approaching, in the morning, she kindly wanted to rescue a couple with a child, because the bathtub could not hold four people, and in order to survive, the man was almost robbed of the bathtub. Together with the sudden flushing of the bathtub, now I am afraid she has been driven out of the bathtub and drowned.

When she saw the people who asked for help again, she became more aware, and even if she couldn’t bear it, she didn’t see it.

The rescuers of the federal government will never see a shadow, except for a helicopter flying in the rain at noon, and until now, no one thinks of these poor people who are struggling in the flood, as if they have been killed. The whole world is forgotten.

The old woman had a radio in her hand, one that could be grasped in one hand. Wrapped in a raincoat, she kept scooping water from the bathtub while listening carefully to the news inside herself with headphones.

She didn’t expect any rescuers. The radio said that all parts of the federation were flooded and immersed in floodwaters. Those big cities were too late to rescue them, so why couldn’t their remote towns be their turn?

She hoped to hear the news of the local refugee shelter on the radio. The torrential rain continued to fall and showed no signs of stopping. There was a lack of food and medicine. The old woman knew very well that she might not be able to last for two days with her age and frailty. You must find the nearest refugee shelter and seek help.

To the west of the town, there is a hill with a relatively high terrain. The old woman did not receive the information of the shelter and hoped to try her luck there.

She was soaking wet and hungry, she encouraged herself by imagining the bread, ham and warm stove in the shelter, persevere, maybe it will be soon.

The bulging carrion corpses of humans and small animals occasionally floating in the turbid flood water made her nauseous, but she couldn’t spit out anything except yellow water, but she still had to keep searching, staring at the water surface carefully. A bag of puffed food floating in the distance saved her stomach from starvation.

She has to find new food again, preferably medicines, and the old stomach problem has relapsed. If she can’t find these again, tonight may be extremely difficult.

God is moving away from her, and the shadow of death hangs behind her.

In the evening, along the terrain, at the edge of the weakened by the diversion of the flood, she saw a bloody massacre. Dozens of young western cowboys riding tall and strong horses, wading through the water and the rain, attacked more than a dozen Zhang Huang. The bewildered men and women launched a murderous pursuit.

The warhorse swept over the human body, the sharp iron sword chopped off the human head, trampled the corpse, and continued to chase and kill the people in front. The blood and water mixed with the floating garbage dyed the surface of the water red. The men and women screamed in horror.

The old woman was terrified. She buried her head in the deep mouth of the bathtub, trying to make the murderous horse-riding gangsters invisible to her. Judging from the bright clothes of the murdered, they should be a group of rich people. , it must be the gangster who took the opportunity to see the money and robbery. Although she has nothing of value, she has a bright gold necklace hanging around her neck in the blink of an eye.

She tore off the necklace, but she didn’t want to drop it again. If she got to the refuge camp, the gold might be able to be exchanged for something, so she carefully hid it under her clothes, hunched as much as she could in the bathtub, her chest thumping. , because the sound of horse hooves outside was getting closer, the screams became clearer and clearer, and even a few drops of fishy blood fell on his neck.

She felt that this was God punishing her, punishing her for having a bathtub along the way, but only because of an experience that she was almost taken away, and she was never saved, so that she met such a vicious gangster.

Learning from the ostrich’s way of burying its head in the sand, she can only always expose her buttocks and lose the power to paddle the water. The bathtub carried the old woman all the way to the bloody slaughter field. , the surroundings gradually quieted down, and the neighing of the horses could not be heard.

So, she raised her head cautiously, looked out, and when she looked up, she saw a bright iron sword dripping with a mixture of blood and rain in front of her eyes, and then hurriedly turned her head, her face suddenly turned ashen. Horse thieves and gangsters are here!

Headless floating corpses floated around her, and some of them hit the edge of the bathtub with the water waves, while the gangsters all wore masks, shotguns on their backs, and held bloody iron swords. Horses are different from ordinary ones, their eyes are blood red and blood red, like an evil spirit in the dark, coming from a hell abandoned by God.

She panicked, her heart was beating fast, she didn’t know what to do, and she didn’t know whether to take out her only valuable gold necklace or not, her face was extremely pale, like a cow or sheep to be slaughtered.

“I’m just a dying old guy with nothing, nothing to see, you let me go, I only have this necklace, you take it. God, save me!”

She kept shivering. In the rainstorm and cold, the shivering was easy, and coupled with the huge panic, the shivering was even worse.

However, the gangsters didn’t seem to have any interest in paying attention to her. They lifted the reins, sheathed their swords, waved their whips, trampled on the spray, and swirled, one after another, in the scolding.

One of them was a gangster in cyan armor. When he passed the bathtub, he seemed to glance at her, but did not speak. His riding posture was unfamiliar, but his appearance was fierce and majestic, which made the old woman feel the blood. Taste, unspeakable fear.

The horse thieves rushed to the west and swept away. The old woman held the gold necklace in her hand for a long time before realizing that she had escaped. She wondered why the horse thieves neither killed her nor stole her necklace. , so, she still decided to go to the little Emiris Mountain in the west, only in the highlands there, there is hope of surviving the flood.

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A wave of flood peaks has just passed, and the next wave of even bigger flood peaks is about to come. Chu Yunsheng, guided by a blood clan familiar with the local terrain, brought the elites selected by Boutoni to the tall modern horse. The blood turned into war horses, avoiding the deep area of turbulent water eddies, chased and killed the Stephen family located in the small town of Cammingry along the edge of the shallow water, and was flying to the Little Amyris Mountain to avoid the flood and set up camp.

In the past seven days, Chu Yunsheng destroyed six blood clans in total, had two gun battles with the investigation bureau, and a fire with the special forces, injuring sixteen people and killing five people. The source of life, strengthening the speed and strength, using the battle to support the battle, and using the battle to cultivate, although it has not reached the elite combat power he expected, it has gradually formed a force that comes and goes like the wind and lightning.

The war horse was adopted from the first stronghold in the east by Boutoni and others. With Chu Yunsheng’s life source method, combined with the bloody invasion and assimilation ability of the blood clan, it killed more than 90% of modern horses on the spot. At the cost, it took a huge amount of resources to survive the 19 horses today. Its strength, explosive power, load capacity and speed even surpass those of the blood clan, and it is extremely powerful.

Each bloody warhorse corresponds to the life source of one of the strongest selected blood warriors, and they use their life source to blood transform their corresponding mounts, so they have a high degree of tacit understanding and stronger control. They and Chu Yunsheng The difference is that, as a traditional European and American aristocrat, he has received equestrian training since he was very young, so he is more proficient in riding than Chu Yunsheng.

At the second stronghold of Boutoni and others in the central United States, they will build heavy armor for the other seventeen blood cavalry warriors except Boutoni, and join with Ashil, who is in charge of material scheduling, and Ba Yi, who is responsible for transporting material safety. .

The space channel was found to be open this morning, but it was soon closed again. It was unstable like the fluctuation of energy. The guardian did not appear. It should be re-strikes the three-dimensional lock, trying to open the channel again.

The big explosion of the space-time trap has not yet arrived, but the crisis is already imminent. The continuous torrential rain has drowned all parts of the world in the raging flood. Everyone, especially the cities and regions with low sea level, are all crying for help. All waiting for rescue, all fleeing to higher altitudes.

Chu Yunsheng and others also have to go all the way to the west. The western part of the United States has a higher altitude, and there will be ships at the third stronghold. If it still fails to open stably, it must rely on the luxury cruise ship built by the blood clan such as Boutonne in the third stronghold by the river to avoid the flood.

They were extremely fast. The bloody war horses were walking on the ground in the shallow waters. They came to the foot of the Little Emiris Mountain. The flood crest was behind them. In front of them was another ocean. The only passage was between the two mountain peaks. It is necessary to wait for the flood peak to pass before wading through the water quickly.

At this time, the hill was overcrowded, and Americans who fled from nearby small towns and cities set up camps on the hillside as families, holding hope and waiting for the rescue of the US government.

Chu Yunsheng and others came on horseback, causing a commotion. The Americans, who had been hungry for several days and had guns in their hands, did not know how terrifying they were. The war horse is regarded as food to satisfy hunger.

Even if Chu Yunsheng was wearing cyan armor, in this country where there are often masquerade parties, it is not surprising, and it does not cause much strangeness and vigilance.

They negotiated quickly and decided to negotiate peacefully first. If it doesn’t work, they will use force to threaten, or even rob.

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