They marched in unison, led by several modified hedgehog-shaped vehicles with rusty metal shells and sharp spikes all over their bodies, looking extremely dangerous.
The troops were divided into four columns, which appeared side by side on both sides of the street.
They carried all sorts of firearms, but most of them were crudely made iron-tube shotguns.
There are single-tube and multi-tube models.
Composed of a sturdy steel pipe, a few springs, and some iron parts, this thing doesn't even need a lathe. It can be made by a technician with a little basic metalworking knowledge using tools such as an angle grinder, hand drill, pliers, and hammer.
Ammunition was even easier to obtain: potassium chlorate primers and nitrocellulose propellant, PVC water pipes and sheet metal for cartridge cases, and bearing steel balls for projectiles.
In the previous simulation, Qin Che and his team in the Oasis Alliance's small workshop of seven or eight people could make about ten guns a day, and hundreds of shotgun shells.
However, in addition to shotgun shells, these soldiers also carried flamethrowers and carried a crude object resembling a gas cylinder, which could be equipped with an air gun.
There were also crossbows, spring cannons, grenades, Molotov cocktails, and other weapons.
Making these things wasn't actually complicated, but what stunned Qin Che was that these guys could arrange them so neatly, clearly they were well-trained.
Old Cigarette Butt clearly recognized the soldiers and laughed, "The Third Division is here. Don't move. Stay here and wait for me. You little brat, keep an eye on him and put me down."
The big man put down the old cigarette butt.
He limped forward, raising his hands and pointing to the badge pinned to his chest.
A soldier from the Third Division came up and spoke briefly with Old Cigarette.
Just when Qin Che thought that he might be safe soon.
The soldier blew Old Cigarette Butt's head off with a single shot!
Bang!
Blood splattered!
Old Cigarette Butt was killed without even a chance to appeal.
The boy standing next to Qin Che was furious, his face flushed, and he charged forward shouting!
This shot startled Qin Che.
Damn it, what's going on?
Killing their own people?
He wasn't stupid enough to rush up and die with that brat, so he quickly sprinted into a small alley on the left.
Then came several gunshots.
Qin Che didn't even need to look to know that the little brat was gone. As he ran, sand and stones kept splashing up from the ground behind him, and bullets were closing in on his escape route.
Qin Che finally lunged forward and hid in the alley, then immediately used the Instant Teleportation Technique!
moment,
He felt dizzy and lightheaded, and everything went black before his eyes. The next second, he found himself in a slightly dark urban area.
Although he can teleport 5 kilometers at a time,
But he deliberately didn't exhaust it all; he only used up half of it.
Always have a backup plan to ensure your safety.
Qin Che almost threw up; the dizzying sensation made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
I leaned against the wall and dry heaved for a long time before my vision gradually became clear.
What a damn Third Division! They're nothing but a bunch of bandits.
Oh right, given how corrupt the government is, I'm sure the military isn't any better.
Since the biker gang has taken control of that border area, the most direct course of action for the Third Division is to exterminate them.
Old Cigarette Butt was the sentry on duty. When the biker gang attacked, he instead ran away.
The Third Division may have treated him as a deserter.
It's also possible that the biker gangs have a strong infiltration network, and no one can say for sure whether they might infiltrate the sandcastle.
Is it really necessary to treat a gang of bandits in such a large city like this?
After all, Qin Che didn't know how large the biker gang was; what if they were sent by a huge organization as well...?
In short, the first thing to do is to find out where you are and find a place to hide.
Qin Che felt quite sorry that Old Cigarette Butt and Silly Kid were gone, since they had come all the way to rescue him.
Whether the old cigarette butt wanted to sell himself to earn that reward or for some other reason, it doesn't matter.
Qin Che should thank him.
Stepping out of the alley, Qin Che found himself in the inner city of Sand Castle.
However, there were few people on the street, and everyone looked flustered, walking quickly. Qin Che could even hear the alarm blaring in the distance.
Deep within the inner city stands a towering spire.
Extending outwards, various buildings stand side by side, but fortunately, no sandcastle troops were seen here.
He didn't know where to go.
Moreover, he hadn't changed his clothes since he transmigrated, so they were dirty and smelly, and his body was very weak.
Qin Che emerged from the alleyway, leaning against the corner of the street wall as he walked forward with a hunched back.
Suddenly, Qin Che heard a scream.
He turned his head to look and saw that not far away, near the alley entrance, several men were stripping a woman of her clothes, while another group of people ran over from a distance, carrying several lit Molotov cocktails, and threw them into several buildings.
They are clearly in cahoots.
Bang!
A loud bang,
Flames filled the sky!
The woman's screams were extremely pitiful, mingling with the men's lewd laughter.
A burly man picked up the naked woman and was about to flee.
At that moment, Qin Che's gaze happened to meet that woman's.
Don't look at me like this, how can I save you?
Qin Che remained expressionless, turned his face away, and continued walking forward.
However, immediately afterward, the faint sounds of an engine and slightly disordered footsteps could be heard from the street opposite the alley entrance.
Two gunshots rang out!
Two or three of the thugs were shot dead on the spot, their chests spurting out large amounts of blood as they lay on the ground, their flesh mangled.
The woman's left leg was also hit by the blast of the shot and was severed. She immediately fainted from the pain.
The remaining thugs scattered like birds and beasts, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Qin Che frowned and hurriedly ran up to the other side. Looking across the alley, he saw the army marching past him without disposing of the corpses or rescuing the woman. It seemed as if they were just doing it as a side task and had more important missions to do.
Qin Che squatted in the alley and waited quietly for a while until the army and cars had all left. Then he hunched over and ran up, and immediately... stripped off the clothes of one of the corpses and put them on himself.
His outfit, though filthy and black, was still quite conspicuous, standing out starkly against the Sandcastle people's attire.
He wrapped a scarf around the lower half of his face, put on a jacket, and changed into a pair of dirty black pants.
Then they found some more items on the other two corpses...
Qin Che didn't have time to look at it. He stuffed it all into his pockets and, before running away, glanced at the woman. Seeing that she was on the verge of death, he sighed inwardly and quickly left the scene.
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