This is not coldness, it is just basic fairness.

All the old players, including Lawther, Sduby, Delia, and Camilla, who are the least good at fighting in the core, have participated in the Woodstock defensive battle.

I don’t mention the results of the battle, but at least no one escapes, so I am qualified to stay in the league.

The big boss Link won’t say that he is either fighting or going to fight, or he is taking turns to come from both worlds.

If new players don’t need to prove themselves in actual combat, they are not qualified to demand fairness.

If you are afraid of death, you can become a logistics staff, professional technician, expert, and managers. The treatment of them is very good, but they just don’t have the force or power.

Under Link's leadership, nearly a hundred awakened people and a thousand fully armed guards repeated the sweeping and occupation process in Sarnia.

On the fleet route from northeast to southwest, all important locations on both sides of the waterway will be taken down.

There are only three "unprinciples" for the bandits occupying these places - not shouting, not talking, and not accepting surrender.

To sum it up, that is - kill!

Link didn't have time to care whether these people had to make a living or whether they took the opportunity to enjoy the dividends of troubled times, because it didn't matter.

As long as you join the bandit gang, pick up the gun, and abuse the weak several times, few people will be able to resist and continue to become bad.

If you get out of the mud without staining, it is also after "being out of the mud", and now the United States is a big mud pit.

It would be nice to live in the mud. No one can be a white lotus, even Link can't.

So he can only kill, kill and kill.

Is people important? Very important.

But are these bandits important? Of course not.

Because there are too many of them and will not create new value, it will instead hinder others from creating value.

Kill one more and the world will be more peaceful and will have no side effects.

A scene that was staged in Sarnia a few hours ago appeared in Detroit again.

The dense gunshots rang out on both sides of the river, pushing towards the southwest step by step. Countless bandits cried and shouted at their parents, and ran away from their nests.

Just stay and gather for a while, a new round of bullet storm will usher in.

The river was surrounded by gunfire and gangsters shouting, which was extremely noisy, but there was a kind of silence hidden in it.

This is like the situation when the Crocodile Gang is surrounded by the Axe Gang in "Kung Fu".

There were continuous gunfire and blood on the streets, but the people in the surrounding buildings closed their doors and held their doors, and at most they peeked out from the observation port.

The crazy, brutal and arrogant bandits in the past were beaten to death in the streets and alleys.

The city where the power has been outage is pitch black. Towering or low buildings are like tombstones in cemeteries. Countless corpses disappear quietly under the cover of darkness.

A boss named Rom is now staying in a church several hundred meters away from the river with a group of subordinates.

This boss is the controller of an important gate at a certain river channel, with nearly a thousand subordinates of all sizes.

Doomsday has turned the wishes that were unfulfilled in the past into reality, with endless drinking, endless weeds, beautiful girls who can't beat them, and the power to kill whoever they want and kill whatever they want.

It was all so beautiful that he thanked God more than once.

That's right, Boss Rom believes in God.

Every night he prays devoutly to let the Lord cleanse his sins.

Then...the next day continues, anyway, the Lord has forgiven himself, hasn't it?

Tonight, he accidentally killed a few female toys and decided to go to the church a few hundred meters away from the gate to pray to eliminate his sins.

Just over ten minutes after the prayer began, a burst of gunfire came from the river.

Rom was stunned for a moment before suddenly realizing something was wrong: Wait, why did the gunshots seem to be coming from him?

So, praying is no longer important.

Boss Rom stood up and greeted his subordinates, asking the hundreds of people who were protecting him outside to get on the bus, preparing to return to the nest to take a look.

The subordinates outside started getting on the bus in a noisy way. At this time, several cars rushed over from their nests and rushed over with a whistle.

Several people from a group of bandits who got into the car screamed, and many people cursed, picked up their guns and swept around the cars that were rushing over.

Because several people in the car that had just rushed over were poking their guns out of the window and sweeping them around in the back.

It is hard to say whether this kind of shooting method that does not aim at all and is completely at will to the fate can hit the enemy, but there are a few unlucky guys who are on the roadside who are in large positions.

More people heard the sound of shooting from the car body beside them, and they rushed to the ground in a dog-eating manner.

Rom, who was walking towards the church gate, paused and whispered to a subordinate: "Go and see what's going on outside."

As a qualified gang boss, his basic quality is "If you have something to do, I will never go to the boss."

Roma is reliable in this cautious attitude to survive until the end of the world.

The man looked nervous, but he could only bow, touch the door, and push it open a gap.

There are no street lights on the street, but many of the headlights of many bandits are on.

However, everyone was running around, and some cars were trying to start and run away, and the subordinates only felt their eyes were a little blurred.

Just as he was observing the situation outside the street, a blurred black shadow was approaching rapidly on the street more than a hundred meters southeast, and then he sighed a little unexpectedly: "Hey, there are people here who are brave and righteous?"

This man was naturally Link who was following and chasing him.

These bandits were firing in the northwest, obviously not trying to attack him.

But when he saw the injured bandit screaming on the ground, he immediately understood: it turned out that it was not my friendly army, but the friendly bandits who were hit by the fugitive.

This... is so good.

For him, meeting a bad guy is the easiest thing. Just pull the trigger and everything will be solved.

If you meet a good person, that is the most troublesome thing.

Thinking of this in my heart, the trigger in my hand also pulled.

Near the church gate, dozens of bandits who were fleeing hundreds of meters away from their companions suddenly fell down without saying a word.

With two guns in hand, the distance is less than fifty meters, this is the feeling of shooting a fixed target.

The attack came too suddenly and too violently.

It was not until half of the bandits fell outside the door that the first bandit who reacted suddenly pounced behind the car.

Immediately, the remaining bandits began to lie behind the car, only daring to shoot guns and attack the body of the car everywhere.

What if, what if the blind cat hits the dead mouse! The bandits can only think like this.

But reality is always more cruel than imagined.

Link just inserted his pistol back, stepped out two steps, stepped on the corner of the building on the street to the second floor, and shot with one hand while leveraging force to approach the walls.

Not only do you think you are condescending, you can also change your position continuously.

Beveled angles are not only the best perspective for shooting games, but also useful in reality.

Even if the bandits hid behind the car and squatted down, they could not avoid the bullets from the diagonally above.

They didn't even have the chance to collapse on their own, just like they were shot in line, and they were beaten to death on the ground one by one.
Chapter completed!