Divine Tribulation of the Star Civilization - Chapter Extra 6. Strong wind and blood (4)

[Extra 6. Strong wind and blood (4)]

Oh my god!

I saw dozens of hands clinging to the iron railings, including many small hands, but all of them were hanging limply. At a rough count, there were nearly twenty people.

What kind of hands are those? Dark, dirty, and skinny, and behind the iron fence are blank and helpless faces.

There were old people, children, men, and women among these people. All of them had dark and thin faces, dull eyes, and looked lifelessly in this direction, like animals imprisoned in a cage.

Joyner opened her mouth wide, her heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and she felt like she was suffocating.

Recalling what the canvas pants guy had said before, she finally understood what it meant.

These guys are so heartless! If it fell into her hands, it would not be an exaggeration to think that he would be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts!

But these people locked up are slaves? Scavenger? Or a homeless civilian captured by thugs?

——At this moment, countless questions arose in her mind.

It is not difficult to imagine how these combinations of people and thugs will get along: one party has rich experience in surviving in the wild, knows human nature well, and has bottomless evil thoughts that kill without blinking an eye; the other party has long-term orders, suppression, and Gradually losing themselves in the manipulation… Perhaps, they have lost their thinking ability and survival instinct as humans.

The morals of people in this era are so twisted and corrupted. It’s so evil!

A chill in Joyner’s heart soon turned into a fire. She didn’t expect that she could meet a slave trader in a place like this?

As soon as she closed her eyes, Joyner could see those helpless faces, withered fingers and eyes that had lost their human souls. She couldn’t help but clenched her fists and gritted her teeth secretly.

The compassion for the weak that instinctively arises in my heart gradually begins to overflow.

At this moment, Joyna felt a surge of power within her body, and she wanted to jump down and kill all the thugs with her own hands.

But she still held back because now was not a good time to do anything!

These thugs are fierce, cruel, and have many deadly weapons in their hands. And now that my body is too weak, I can’t compete with them. If I go down, I will die in vain.

Maybe with a few hours or some food and water, she would be able to regain her full strength. But now, she can only wait patiently and wait until these thugs are alone or asleep.

She was determined to rescue these poor people and restore their freedom, and she quickly thought of a countermeasure.

The thugs were all busy, unloading several large iron barrels from the transport vehicles. The barrels were filled with various grains – rice, noodles, almost all rotten vegetables, and some crudely made cans. It seemed that Their supplies are also tight.

They quickly set up fuel, built a bonfire, and started getting water to cook food.

This water comes from tens of meters deep underground. Now it has become very clear, sweet and sweet. The most important thing is that this water has only a small amount of pollution. After a while of work, they poured the food into the cauldron, the fireworks started, and the smell of cooking soon came.

Out of instinct, the hungry Joyner couldn’t help but swallow her saliva. She was so horny.

Food seems to be very precious in this era. I wonder where these guys got it from. Joyner speculated that they must have come from a very far away place, because the place is almost completely deserted for hundreds of miles. Not to mention crops, even plants are rarely seen.

The thugs collected the leftover food and put it in a small iron bucket.

The giant man with the sores picked up the bucket and walked slowly towards the oil tanker. When he was almost there, he raised his hand and threw the bucket directly from the air into the iron fence.

“Pa-ta-“

⒏Boｏｋ.CΟm

Food residues splashed all over the floor, and the imprisoned people immediately swarmed up like feeding animals, grabbing the leftovers with their hands and devouring them.

This scene lasted for several minutes. Joyner could see it clearly and frowned.

In fact, there was only a little bit of food, probably enough for two people at most. It was just leftover fruit peels and the like, but the dozen or so people were hungry and stuffed everything into their mouths, as if they were very hungry. sky.

Joyner didn’t expect that she was actually hungry. She felt lonely and growled in her stomach.

She sighed silently, turned her face and looked elsewhere, simply trying to be out of sight and out of mind, and at the same time, she was thinking about her next action plan.

Seeing that the sun has gradually climbed above the head, the temperature in the wilderness has also become higher.

After eating and drinking, the thugs began to argue again, and the content seemed to be about whether to continue on their way.

Joyner learned from their conversations that these people were indeed villains who made a living by trafficking people, and were called “sand bandits” by the locals.

It sounds like they are heading to a place called “Hidden Sand Castle”. That place is a settlement with a large population and is quite popular in this area. There are several big gangs entrenched there. It is said that it is still two to three hundred miles away from here.

They had been walking for more than twenty days, and they had captured those refugees from the villages along the way, intending to sell them to “Hidden Sand Castle” and make a lot of money.

After some debate, the bandits finally reached a consensus – they were going to sleep first and set off after a short rest to reach the Hidden Sand Castle before nightfall.

Joyner’s eyes flashed, and she secretly screamed, “It’s not good. If you miss this opportunity, it’s all over.” Of course she wouldn’t let them leave so easily, so she secretly thought about countermeasures.

Although these people helped her dig a well and drinking water was no longer a problem, she would not be able to leave this vast wilderness with only two legs. These people have cars and can use them.

She considered that her physical strength was almost restored now, and although she was still very hungry, she would still be able to fight if she really wanted to.

She is still very confident in her skills. As long as they make a sneak attack while these people are sleeping, and then subdue them one by one, they can succeed, and they can also rescue these slaves along the way.

With everything planned, Joyner waited for the time to come.

Opportunities are obviously for those who are prepared.

When the sun was high in the sky, the thugs dispersed, found a random place and fell asleep.

Joyner estimated the assassination route and planned to break the neck of a bandit first, snatch his weapons, and then act according to the opportunity.

She was a special forces instructor in the military in the pre-civilization era, a top-notch talent, and she was quite accomplished in close combat. She once set a record of defeating dozens of legion masters in a row, and that was a brilliant achievement before she was genetically modified.

After getting ready, in order to prevent herself from making any noise, Joyner tied her hair up, bit it with her mouth, and carefully slipped down the tree.

She leaned against the big tree, moved her body slightly, and first came to the edge of the water source.

She is so thirsty!

These thugs seem to be the ones who often dig wells in the wild, and they have chosen a very good location. The water level here is not low, and the depth of the well is appropriate, enough to keep the water flowing continuously. Moreover, they have also specially dug a shallow pit for water collection. .

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⑧BOOK. СΟｍ