Centered on the Huaguo base, there are many islands of varying sizes scattered around it. Zuo Ling's family went to a medium-sized island far away from the base.

They took out their long-unused doomsday vehicle and drove around, stopping and starting along the way.

The chariot was cramped, and Zuo Ling found the three little ones to be in the way, so she simply let them play inside the space by themselves.

Ah Si really liked the environment in the space and ran wildly outside during the snowy night.

The waterfall wrinkled its rabbit face, stood on its hind legs, pointed its little paws at the air, and muttered curses. It was obvious that it was scolding Zuo Ling for wandering around and leaving them in the space unattended.

Zuo Ling found it amusing, wondering where the little guy had learned it from, as he had quite the air of a shrew cursing in the street.

Judging from the soil, the island appears to have been formed by the compression of the earth's crust and the uplift of the seabed in the last two years. The remains of shellfish or fish can be seen everywhere on the island.

After walking for half a day, Zuo Ling got bored, put away the Doomsday Chariot, and released the open-top mountain off-road vehicle.

Pei Nansheng drove the car, while she and Xiao Hao walked in front and behind, each carrying a machine gun.

The three siblings were dressed in matching outfits: cowboy hats, sunglasses, camouflage uniforms, bulletproof vests underneath, and long boots.

He stomped his foot, but felt that wasn't enough of an imposing gesture, so he stuffed a dagger into his boot.

Zuo Ling unceremoniously put her legs up on the windshield and propped the machine gun on the car door.

Xiao Hao mounted the machine gun on the back cover of the vehicle, providing 360-degree, no-blind-spot defense.

Pei Nansheng glanced at Zuo Ling and said, "What kind of posture is that? Don't you have any manners as an older sister?"

Zuo Ling raised her leg, as if to say, "If you say anything more to me, I'll put my toes on the steering wheel."

Helpless, Pei Nansheng swallowed his anger and pretended not to see it.

Xiao Hao suppressed a laugh; his brother had never won against his sister.

They encountered a few people, but seeing that Zuo Ling's family seemed formidable, they kept their distance.

In the evening, the three siblings lit a fire, made a seaweed and egg drop soup, each grilled a fish, and ate a few vegetable dumplings.

They had a vague feeling that someone was watching them from afar.

The tent was pitched next to the off-road vehicle. The evening breeze was cool, making my face feel dry.

The three siblings chatted for a while, then, feeling bored, went to bed early, leaving only the crackling of firewood outside the tent.

The starlight dimmed, and the night deepened.

A group of more than ten people tiptoed toward the tent in the dark.

The group moved to the SUV, where several large bags contained food and daily necessities.

Knowing they had encountered a big fish, they exchanged excited hand gestures, while the others, armed with guns, rushed into the tent.

Just as he was about to fire, the dark muzzle of a gun was pressed against his forehead.

The children were so frightened that they knelt down with a thud, babbling in a language that the three siblings couldn't understand.

Realizing something was wrong, their accomplices outside the tent rushed towards them.

Thud, thud, thud, thud, Zuo Ling fired her crossbow repeatedly, not aiming for vital points, but rather to intimidate her opponent.

If you get pricked by a nail and don't receive timely treatment, a tetanus can be fatal.

Ah, ah, ah… screams rang out as one man raised his gun to fire at Zuo Ling. Before he could pull the trigger, Xiao Hao threw a dart, which pierced the man's hand. With a cry of pain, the gun fell to the ground.

From the moment the newcomer lost his fighting ability, the battle was over in just half a minute.

"You, Chinese?"

One person tried several languages ​​before finally attempting to communicate with Zuo Ling's family in Chinese.

"It's good that you can speak Chinese."

Zuo Ling pulled the man aside.

What nationality are you?

“Ah...Ah Three Kingdoms”.

Oh, India!

Thinking of that unruly boy, Zuo Ling felt a pang of pain in her heart. She didn't like Indians, but out of consideration for them, she decided to let the newcomer go.

"How many Indians are left on the island? Besides Indians, what other countries have people on it, and are there many of them?"

It's unclear whether Zuo Ling intends to wipe them all out or simply wants to gather information.

The man said after careful consideration:

"No, not many, about 300 people. Besides us Indians, there are also people from Malaysia, South Korea, Japan, Malaysia, and you Chinese. The numbers are not many, only about two or three thousand in total."

"The Chinese base is nearby, why don't the Chinese go to the base?"

“Your...your Chinese base, the people who come to the island to verify information all have criminal records. If they go, they will be expelled.”

Zuo Ling frowned. Are we still talking about these things now?

With a faint whooshing sound, Zuo Ling jumped and rolled on the spot.

*Pfft...* Blood splattered everywhere. The Indian man who had just been talking to Zuo Ling had a large hole in his throat. He was in so much pain that his face was contorted. He couldn't scream, but he wasn't going to die anytime soon. His appearance was extremely gruesome.

If Zuo Ling had been even a fraction slower in dodging, she would have been the one hit.

Pei Nansheng and Xiao Hao reacted quickly. As Zuo Ling dodged, they each found a hiding place.

Pei Nansheng's face was grim; there were snipers hiding nearby.

He yelled, "Sniper rifle!"

Xiao Hao shouted, "Give me one!"

Zuo Lingxin said, "What do we need sniper rifles for? Don't we know we can kill people without them even seeing them?"

Despite his dissatisfaction, he still threw the gun as instructed.

Bang! The gun thrown at Xiao Hao was shattered.

Pei Nansheng returned fire repeatedly, but failed to hit the target. Instead, the enemy discovered his hiding place and fired a shot. Pei Nansheng dodged it, but the Indian man in front of him did not, and a bloody hole the size of a bowl appeared in his chest.

Zuo Ling tossed another gun to Xiao Hao.

The group of Indians were so frightened that they put their heads on the ground and didn't dare to raise their heads at all.

The area where Zuo Ling and her group were located was an open field. The opposing side had a sniper, and their strength was absolutely overwhelming. It was not the time to compete in marksmanship.

The sniper was frustrated. He had absolute confidence in his marksmanship, but he never expected that the enemy would dodge his shots repeatedly, which made him doubt his own proud marksmanship.

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