Chapter 473 Town No. 7
In the wilderness, the wind howls and the dry grass sways.
The constant death perfectly illustrates the cruelty of this desolate world.
A total of thirteen bodies lay in the weeds, some relatively intact while others were incomplete.
Su Xia looked calm as he approached a corpse, put on disposable gloves and protective glasses, then slowly squatted down and observed carefully.
He picked up the corpse's arm, looked at the back of the hand, and found large patches of dark purple-red corpse spots.
Su Xia stretched out his hand and gently pressed the corpse spots, and part of the dark purple on the back of his hand disappeared. But when he relieved the pressure, the corpse spots on the back of the hand slowly recovered, but the recovery speed was slower.
The body was stiff and the cornea was a little cloudy.
"The time of death should be more than six hours. The battle may have occurred at 6 or 7 in the morning, when it was just getting light. At this time, people are not very alert and easily get tired."
Su Xia observed the remaining bodies and came to a similar conclusion.
The injuries on the surface of these corpses varied in severity, with the lightest ones having only a few penetrating wounds from rifle bullets, while the most severe ones had even their limbs and heads blown off.
There were several small holes on the ground nearby, which looked like they were caused by grenades.
In addition, there was a destroyed vehicle not far away.
Judging from its appearance, it should be a four-wheel off-road vehicle with strong horsepower, which is very suitable for wilderness terrain. However, it has now been blown into a pile of scrap metal, broken into pieces, with fragments exploded everywhere.
At the center of the SUV's explosion was a large crater, and Su Xia found traces of anti-tank mines.
"The vehicle ran over an anti-tank mine and was destroyed, killing all occupants... It appears to have been an ambush..."
This was an ambush that occurred in the early hours of the morning.
The team that was ambushed suffered heavy casualties, and some of them must have escaped, because Su Xia saw wheel tracks leading into the distance.
The attacker's position is not far away.
In a patch of grass about 150 meters away from this tragic area, Su Xia found traces of flattened dead grass, obviously someone had ambushed here.
"There were no casualties on the attacking side, not even any wounded." Su Xia observed carefully and did not see any blood, which showed that this was a very successful ambush.
As for the ambushed party, according to the system, they all belonged to a small mercenary organization.
The system gave very few prompts, except for the name of the mercenary organization. Su Xia had to guess the rest on his own.
"Looking at the direction of the wheel tracks, these mercenaries were all heading for Town No. 7, but they were ambushed here. As for the attackers..."
There are many possibilities for the attacker's identity.
For example, it could be another mercenary organization that has a grudge against them, or it could be a member of the South Wind Organization.
But, this place is not far from Town No. 7.
Most of these mercenary organizations came here after hearing the news from the radio station. They should all give face to the "King of Mercenaries" Wang Teng. Even if they have a huge hatred, they should not start a war here, let alone use an ambush.
In her heart, Su Xia is more inclined to be a member of the Nanfeng organization.
"Are they planning to harass the enemy, distract them, and make them tired?"
After just a brief thought, Su Xia guessed the Nanfeng organization's plan.
It has to be said that this method is quite useful. It can cause great damage to the enemy while retaining one's own combat effectiveness to the greatest extent.
Even if we fail to rescue the dozen or so imprisoned members in the end, we can still effectively deal a blow to the enemy.
"There should be a more rational and intelligent leader within the South Wind Organization, but I don't know who it is. Will it be one of the two guys I appointed in the first place?"
Su Xia thought of Chu Tang and Mu Yang. Those two were originally mercenaries, but they had good intentions, so they were let go by Su Xia.
If everything is similar to what he guessed, then the top leaders of the mercenary organization will probably be in a state of panic within the next two or three days.
"I hope it's them."
Su Xia took a deep breath, looked at the dozen or so corpses, then soared into the sky and continued to rush towards Town No. 7.
No matter what plans the Nanfeng organization has, Su Xia must go.
His presence can minimize the losses of the Nanfeng organization.
The terrain in the wilderness is not complicated. Most areas are relatively flat and easy to cultivate, making them very high-quality land.
When the war is over, these lands can be reclaimed into fertile farmland. As long as it is managed properly, there will no longer be hungry people in this world.
Su Xia flew quickly at a low altitude, and looking around, the land in the distance was basically black.
On the other side of the earth, this kind of soil is called black soil, and there are only three large areas of black soil in the world.
More than ten minutes later, Su Xia passed by an abandoned town.
The city was very small, and most of the reinforced concrete buildings had collapsed. The roads were covered with dense weeds, and rotten road signs were covered with dead vines. A few yellowed, tattered posters fluttered in the wind on the billboards, giving the city a sense of desolation and desolation.
"Someone."
Su Xia wore life-sensing glasses and squinted his eyes as he looked at the ruined city below.
In the city, there are more than fifty human beings.
They were all in a tilted concrete building, seemingly taking a rest. Some were lying on the ground, while others were chatting in low voices.
"A mercenary organization."
Su Xia received a prompt from the system, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
These people were obviously part of the mercenary team that rushed to Town No. 7 after hearing the external broadcast organized by Wang Teng.
To kill or not to kill?
This thought flashed through Su Xia's mind.
He pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly. The current situation was complicated and treacherous, and the various forces in the wilderness were not yet completely clear.
Killing someone here might lead to his identity being exposed.
Even if there was only a slight possibility of being exposed in advance, Su Xia didn't want to take the risk.
What he should do most right now is to sneak into the mercenary town and then find a way to rescue the dozen or so members of the South Wind Organization quietly.
Only by rescuing the people first can Su Xia act without any scruples.
"Let them go for now."
Su Xia made up his mind that since these people were all going to Town No. 7, there would still be a chance to kill them then.
Death is death whether early or late, he doesn't mind letting these people live two more days.
With this in mind, Su Xia dispatched a small group of nanorobots to attach to the vehicles of those people, and then left the abandoned town and continued to move towards the location of Town No. 7.
The cold wind blows wildly in the wilderness, the grass and trees turn yellow, and life and death repeat themselves.
More than twenty minutes later, Su Xia passed another abandoned village.
In this village, he discovered a small mercenary organization of more than thirty people.
"Another one..."
Su Xia still did not take any action, but just sent some nanorobots over and continued to move forward.
Time passed slowly and it was five o'clock in the afternoon.
The time spent on the road has exceeded Su Xia's expectations.
The sky in the distance was dim, the sunlight was lazy, and the sun gradually sank towards the western horizon.
After a long journey, Su Xia finally approached the location of Mercenary Town No. 7.
This is a hilly area with low mountains rising and falling like sleeping dragons, connecting into one piece on the vast land.
The hills are densely covered with trees, lush greenery and grass, creating a vibrant world.
The location of the small town is right in the center of the hills.
The closer Su Xia got to the area, the more signs of mercenary activity he found.
He looked calm, slowed down, and slowly approached the center of the hill where the town was located.
More than twenty minutes later, a fairly large town came into Su Xia's sight.
【Town No. 7】
The system prompt also popped up.
The town is quite prosperous and even larger than the new camp at Oasis Camp.
Looking around, there are at least hundreds of wooden buildings, including bars, warehouses, casinos, trading centers, residences, etc. It is extremely prosperous, with people coming and going on the streets. It is like a small city of its own.
Before Su Xia got close, he heard all kinds of noisy sounds, including quarrels, laughter, gunshots, beatings, scolding, screams, etc.
Compared with ordinary human gathering places, this place is less populated and warm, and more bloody and cruel.
After all, this is a town with only mercenaries and slaves.
To those mercenaries, slaves were no more than pigs and dogs, and could be beaten, killed, or abused at will.
There is no fairness and no normal rules here. It's like a dark version of paradise.
“Huff…”
When the wind blew, the several dry heads hanging at the entrance of the town swayed gently, and the messy hair on their heads fluttered in the wind like dead grass.
At the entrance, there are several wind chimes made of withered human bones. The sound of the chimes is not crisp, but rather strange and dull.
Su Xia sat on a big tree in the distance, just looking at the small town in the hills from afar, but did not go in.
In fact, if he wanted to get in, there were many ways.
For example, he could have knocked out a mercenary patrolling outside a small town, then changed his appearance and used the power of the scarlet crystal to transform into the appearance of that mercenary, but he didn't do that.
He would observe first and get enough information before trying to enter the town.
The trial will be held in the evening two days later, so Su Xia has plenty of time.
"go!"
He sent out ten groups of nanorobots to enter the town from different directions.
The first group was very fast and entered the town in less than two minutes. During the whole process, they kept their invisibility function turned on and did not attract anyone's attention.
[We have entered Mercenary Town No. 7, returning to the real-time screen for you...]
They are Su Xia's eyes, slowly observing the situation in the town for Su Xia.
The scale of this town is much larger than the one that Su Xia once destroyed, and the order is also better than that town.
Perhaps due to Wang Teng’s intimidation, there were not many fights on the streets inside the town. Although there was a lot of noise, only a few people actually started fighting.
You have to know that these wandering mercenaries are almost all lawless criminals with bad tempers and unstable emotions. They will start fighting if they disagree with something.
"There should be rules in this small town, and we can't just do whatever we want." Su Xia guessed secretly and thought of the rules of the Midnight Tavern.
People were coming and going on the streets of the town. Many mercenaries had horrific scars on their faces and arms. Most of the clothes they wore also had marks left by weapons, including knife marks and bullet holes. Some even had dried blood on their bodies.
Almost everyone was carrying a weapon, either a gun or a dagger. They were all filled with murderous intent and the smell of blood, like a group of butchers.
Just their ferocious looks are enough to make most ordinary people tremble with fear.
"If these people can be used well, they will indeed be a force that cannot be underestimated. No wonder the Southwest Mercenary Union wants to absorb them." Su Xia nodded secretly. He could understand the thoughts of Luo Xi, the president of the Southwest Mercenary Union.
He remained calm and continued reading.
Entering the town from the entrance, the ground road is paved with stone slabs and wooden boards. It is not clean, and a lot of dirty mud is flowing out from the cracks.
Mercenaries came and went on the road, and every time they stepped on the shaking wooden boards, more mud would squeeze out of the gaps, causing the town's road surface to be dyed black with mud.
About twenty meters away from the entrance, on the left side of the road, is a two-story wooden building.
There was a wooden sign hanging outside the door of the building, with the words "Foreign Mercenary Registration Office" engraved crookedly on it.
Su Xia noticed that there was a mercenary organization that had just entered the town. The entire organization had more than 20 people. After seeing the wooden sign, they immediately walked over, entered the wooden building, and registered respectfully.
"They even register. No wonder they can maintain order amidst the chaos."
As we continued walking forward, we saw many bars on both sides of the road, with colorful bar signs coming into view.
For mercenaries who have been killing in the wilderness all year round, alcohol is a convenient and easily available substance, and drinking together is also a cheap pleasure that can make them forget many troubles.
Su Xia randomly found a bar and directed the nanorobots to go in.
As soon as he entered, all kinds of sounds filled his ears.
The bar was in chaos, the lighting was chaotic, and there was a lot of noise.
Many mercenaries were already drunk and their faces were red. They were shouting loudly in their seats. Some were singing and yelling drunkenly on the stage deep in the bar, and some were fighting in the corner, making loud fists and kicks.
In some booths, some male and female mercenaries hugged each other, their clothes in disarray, and even demonstrated the process of human reproduction on the spot.
There was vomit and broken glass bottles everywhere on the ground, it was so dirty that it was difficult to walk on.
"It's a little different from the bar at the Midnight Tavern. " Su Xia took a quick look and found that most of the people in the bar were mercenaries, and there were also a small number of slaves.
Near the door, there were several skinny slaves kneeling on the ground cleaning. They were pale and looked terrified, and were occasionally stepped on by the mercenaries around them. They were out of tune with the noisy atmosphere of the bar.
"Get lost!"
Suddenly, a drunken mercenary cursed and kicked a slave who was cleaning the ground nearby with such force that the slave flew out and hit the wall heavily.
The slave didn't even have time to scream before he vomited a large mouthful of blood, his limbs twitched a few times, and then he fell to the ground motionless.
He died instantly.
However, this bloody scene did not attract the attention of others.
Two slaves with numb faces crawled over, took away his body, and dragged it little by little behind the bar where no one could see it.
A long bloodstain was dragged on the wooden floor of the bar, which was truly shocking.
The other slaves nearby were trembling with fear on their faces, as if they were afraid that death would befall them.
"Some are numb, some are afraid, and some are unwilling..."
Su Xia noticed that although one of the slave boys lowered his head, his teeth were clenched tightly and his thin fists were clenched tightly.
Where there is oppression, there will be resistance. This has been an unchanging truth for thousands of years.
However, the development of modern firearms has made resistance in this era much more difficult than in ancient times.
