I sell Coke in the doomsday

Chapter 74: A Good Death

"The offenders."

"Happy New Year!"

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Three hours ago, in the ancient city stronghold.

With the help of everyone, the Maxim heavy machine gun was lifted onto the truck. In the truck's compartment, a rack for fixing the machine gun and several thick steel plates had already been installed around the shooter for defense.

I stood beside the truck, looking at the meal that had obviously been prepared a long time ago, shook my head slightly, looked at Ajie beside me, and said jokingly.

"You've prepared so many things. Are you so afraid of death?"

Ajie turned his head, rolled his eyes at me in dissatisfaction, and retorted in a low voice.

"You're talking nonsense. Who would complain about living too long?"

I smiled without saying anything, just glanced at the big truck that had changed its appearance. This big truck was the one I drove when we attacked the ancient city stronghold.

After dealing with Liu Yong, I left the truck to the ancient city stronghold, but I didn't expect that this group of people also had a hobby of modifying pain cars.

I saw that the originally huge white front of the car was used as a drawing board and strange pictures were painted on it with blue paint.

I don’t know where these people found the things, but they even installed an extra-large speaker on the truck.

The more I looked at the speaker, the weirder it seemed to me, and I couldn't help but ask Ajie who was standing next to me.

"No, what did you put a speaker in this truck for?"

Ajie answered without thinking.

"While attacking the city, we played exciting music."

"Don't you think that's cool?"

My eye twitched and I wanted to retort, but I nodded and answered involuntarily.

"It's really cool... but wouldn't that expose our position?"

Ajie folded his hands in front of his chest, looked straight ahead, and said confidently.

"Don't worry, no matter how conspicuous this broken speaker is, can it be as conspicuous as this big truck?"

I always felt that there was something wrong with the reasons Ajie used to convince me, but he insisted on doing so, so I just let him do it.

While Ajie and I were chatting, the busy people had already put all the things in the car. They put almost all the heavy machine gun bullets in the warehouse in the car.

After making all the preparations, Ajie and I got on the truck together. I drove while he was responsible for keeping his energy and spirits high. After all, he was the protagonist on the battlefield today.

Under the expectant eyes of the crowd, the truck drove out of the ancient city stronghold. Its huge wheels rolled over the loess and left in a cloud of dust.

As the truck was driving, I couldn't help but recall the scene when I last saw Qu Yunliu. That madman left a deep impression on me, so in order to kill the boring time on the road, I whispered to Ajie.

"Ajie, can you tell me about Qu Yunliu?"

Upon hearing this, Ajie looked at me strangely and asked back in confusion.

"I remember, I told you about him a long time ago, what else is there to say."

I thought about it and said casually.

"I remember you said he wasn't like this at first, right?"

Ajie was startled when he heard this, and then his expression became a little strange. He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, lowered his eyelids, and spoke slowly.

"Indeed, he started out like an ordinary young man who liked to tinker with flowers and plants. He was quiet, kind, and seemed a little indecisive."

"I used to think he was also a young man who had the same dream as everyone else."

"Who knows, he might turn out to be a complete lunatic later on."

"This transformation was so sudden, like suddenly changing from one person to another."

"I really don't know whether I should praise him for being patient enough and not showing off."

I narrowed my eyes slightly, a strange idea came to my mind, and I spoke softly as if trying it.

"Then... could it be that something has affected the way he thinks?"

Ajie was quite disdainful of this statement. He shook his head and sneered.

"What could possibly influence a madman like Qu Yunliu?"

"You know, he's not even afraid of death."

I don't know why, but after hearing Ajie's answer, my mind suddenly thought of the pink petals. Just thinking about it made me feel cold, trembling, and covered with goose bumps.

At this moment, Ajie shifted his gaze to me with a suspicious look, frowned slightly, squinted his eyes and asked softly.

"I say, if Qu Yunliu really has some difficulties, you won't let him go, right?"

Hearing this, I felt a chill run down my spine, glared at Ajie, waved my hands repeatedly, and said angrily.

"Go away, do you think I'm some idiot?"

"No matter whether he had any difficulties or was innocent, how can we account for the lives that have died at his hands over the years?"

Good and evil have no consequences. No matter what the hardship or secret is, it cannot be equated with the lives of other innocent people.

After driving for a long time, the gate of the shield stronghold appeared in our sight from afar. I stopped the car and asked Ajie to climb onto the car and control the Maxim heavy machine gun.

However, just as Ajie jumped out of the car, a gunshot was heard in the distance. Ajie and I were startled at the same time, and turned our heads tacitly to look at the shield stronghold in the distance.

After that gunshot, there was a chaotic burst of gunfire. Ajie and I looked at each other and vaguely guessed something.

I hurriedly took out a telescope from under my feet, held it in front of my eyes, looked at the shield fortress in the distance, and whispered.

"It seems that Qu Yunliu is either dead or has lost control of the Shield Stronghold."

With the help of the telescope, I could clearly see the watchtowers inside the shield stronghold. The last time I came here, there was a guard standing in each watchtower, but now they were empty.

I put down the telescope, threw it to Ajie who was standing outside the car, and said.

"Look, there's no one in the sentry tower."

Ajie took the telescope and looked towards the distant watchtower anxiously. Then, I saw the corners of his mouth quickly raised upwards and he smiled like a fool.

"Damn it, someone handed me a pillow just when I was about to go to sleep."

"Today, the two of us are finally on time."

Ajie threw the telescope back into my arms and climbed onto the carriage with an excited look on his face. As he climbed, he shouted to me loudly.

"Get it sorted out. Get it sorted out."

"Get the music on and go for it!"

I smiled and restarted the truck, pressing the play button on the music.

The next moment, the festive and passionate "Spring Festival Overture" rang out on the plain at a very high volume.

I gripped the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and drove towards the gate of the shield stronghold.

The yellow earth was everywhere. A large and heavy truck gradually accelerated on the flat plain. At its terrifying speed, every time the truck passed by, it would bring up a gust of wind and stir up dust.

I sat in the carriage, leaning forward slightly, with all the muscles tense, staring at the gate of the shield stronghold that was getting closer and closer.

Boom!!! With a loud bang, the truck smashed into the gate of the shield stronghold. Wood chips flew everywhere, and my body was hit hard by the huge impact, and my head hit the steering wheel heavily.

Blood dripped, and a blood mark instantly appeared on my forehead, but I still stepped on the accelerator with a burning look in my eyes.

As the cheerful "Spring Festival Overture" played, I began to smile unconsciously, and my smile was a little hideous. After driving into the stronghold, a large group of people shooting with guns came into my sight.

I stepped on the brake and picked up the black sword on the seat.

At the same time, in the carriage, Ajie, who was also hit and had a bruised face, stood up with a grim smile on his face, turned his gun around, and shouted at the group of idiots who had not yet reacted.

"The offenders."

"Happy New Year!"

The next moment, bullets whizzed and long tongues of fire spewed out. In an instant, a blood mist exploded in the dense crowd.

Amid the smoke, Ajie was breathing heavily with excitement. The battlefield meat grinder proved its strength at this moment.

The dense bullets blew away flesh and blood and turned the ground upside down. The mob had no time to fight back and were riddled with holes and blood and flesh flew everywhere because of the whizzing bullets.

Some lucky ones were closer to the truck, but their first reaction was not to raise their guns and shoot. Instead, they hurriedly ran towards the truck, intending to run to the blind spot of the Maxim heavy machine gun. After ensuring their safety, they would counterattack Ajie.

At the same time, I held the black sword, jumped off the truck quickly, and walked with the sword

The black tip of the knife dragged on the ground, cutting through the yellow soil. I strode forward, facing the man who was running towards me, and slashed at him diagonally with the knife.

The knife flashed, and a mist of blood spurted out of the man's body, and then he collapsed to the ground. I quickly stepped forward, stepped on the man's head, and stabbed him in the neck with the knife.

Puff! As blood spurted out, several bullets landed on my body. For a moment, I couldn't tell whose blood was on my body.

Bright red blood slid down the black blade. I raised my hand to draw the knife, slightly bent my body, and strode towards the bullets. When I passed by a man, I chopped him on the neck with the knife.

I have to say, what Ajie said is right. Compared with the axe, this black horizontal sword is more suitable for me.

So, under the dense bullets, the scattered group surrounding the shield stronghold was defeated in one blow, and I stood in front of the truck and killed those who had luckily run to the side of the truck one by one.

I never expected that one day I would also be able to experience the joy of chopping melons and vegetables.

This battle was unexpectedly easy to fight, because these idiots were already torn apart before we arrived.

What a shame, they had gathered together on purpose, and when the heavy machine gun swept over, it wiped out a large area.

After a frantic shooting, Maxim's firepower suddenly stopped and the scene suddenly became quiet. I understood that Ajie was reloading bullets, but the person on the opposite side obviously misunderstood.

"They're out of bullets! Now's the time!"

I tilted my head slightly and looked at the group of people as if I were an idiot, while that group of people, as if they were injected with chicken blood, came out towards me with guns pointed.

Those who had found cover took this opportunity to rush over. I gripped the knife handle with both hands and faced them intently.

However, the next moment, the Maxim on the truck spewed out flames again, beating the group of fools who rushed over into a ball of meat paste.

Chapter 75: Relief (I)

When the smoke cleared, there were less than ten people left in the huge crowd. Those people no longer dared to move. They knelt on the ground in fear like ostriches, raised their hands high and shouted loudly.

"Surrender! We surrender!!"

"Stop shooting! We surrender!"

Seeing this, Ajie cautiously did not show his head, but still held the trigger, hid behind the steel plate, and shouted loudly.

"Boss, what do you mean?"

Somehow, I became the boss in Ajie's mouth. I spat on the ground. The bullets embedded in my body were squeezed out of the body one after another by my flesh and blood.

The ground had been thoroughly riddled with bullets. How did those people survive the barrage of heavy machine gun fire?

Perhaps, God wants them to live.

Thinking of this, I smiled, turned my head and shouted to Ajie on the truck.

"I can't sleep if I keep them."

Hearing this, Ajie on the truck smiled slightly, loaded the bullets again, and replied loudly.

"Roger that!"

In the distance, the faces of the remaining seven people changed, and they fled in all directions without caring about anything. The only young man who still had some blood in him gritted his teeth and rushed towards me viciously.

The young man had an extremely obvious scar on his face, which was the same small scar he had shown off before.

Scar seemed to have used up all the bullets in his gun, and he swung the rifle at me like a fire poker.

I quickly turned sideways and dodged the rifle. At the same time, the black sword swept across and instantly cut a gash on Scar's waist.

Spots of blood fell, and Scar's body softened, but he still turned around with a ferocious look on his face, trying to fight back. However, the moment he turned around, a flash of knife light exploded on his face.

"Ahhhhh!!"

With a scream, Scar fell to his knees, no longer having the strength to stand up. He just covered his face and wailed in pain.

I swung the blade lightly to wipe off the blood, looked down at Scar's chin with the tip of the knife, and spoke softly.

"It's okay, you won't be in too much pain."

After saying that, I slashed at Scar's neck with my knife. Blood splattered and the body was separated. This scene would naturally make people uncomfortable, but unfortunately I have become accustomed to this feeling of discomfort.