Chapter 6： Who would follow me?

"Crack, click..."

The seat belt was automatically unlocked, and one bald head opened his eyes and stood up. There was a manic breath in the air, as if countless hungry jackals opened their mouths, revealing their stenchy fangs.

These are murderers. They are as big as detonating the space station, and as small as entering the room and blocking the road. In short, there is no good person, and there is a strong smell of blood from head to toe.

As for their hairstyle, that is the warden’s personal hobby.

There are thirty-two people, thirty men, two women, plus Tang Fang, these are all members of the "Butcher Operation".

One by one, bald heads walked down the sand scorpion armed transport helicopter. When a few passed by him, they did not forget to give him a grin, but the guy with a black tulip tattooed on the chest of the two women cast a wink at him. , Sent a blow kiss.

Tang Fang replied to everyone with a cold look. He was not a dough for kneading, let alone a second-hand man with a tight leg.

Until the last person walked out of the cabin, he then got up and got off the plane unhurriedly.

"Click" the rear hatch closed, the sand scorpion armed transport helicopter engine started, and when it climbed to an altitude of one kilometer, it opened the bottom compartment, dropped an armored box, and then accelerated away.

For a while, with a muffled sound of "bang", the box fell on the ground. After a burst of air, the box opened. It was equipped with military-standard equipment, M-505 saber automatic rifle, thermostat combat suit, night vision, and anti-virus. Mask, medical glue...

The eyes of all the people who were not pleasing to their eyes turned red, and they swarmed up. Tang Fang looked at them coldly and did not move.

"Boom."

A shot was fired, blood soared, and a thin man fell on his back.

"Fuck, tell you not to push me, don't listen, you will die by yourself!"

"Ah, ah, ah."

Accompanied by wailing, a strong man with a Chinese character face and thick eyebrows was lying half on the ground and crawling backwards. In front of him was a small man who was one head short of him. At this time, he was holding a dagger tightly. There were blood holes in the belly of the eyebrows: "Cool? I kept you bullying Lao Tzu and **** you. Mom, how do you look strong? Isn't the white knife going in and the red knife coming out."

The original reddish-brown surface became redder, and the setting sun from the horizon shone on the faces of everyone, bloodthirsty and fierce like a beast.

The scene was chaotic. Tang Fang noticed that only three people were very calm. The other criminals were avoiding the plague, avoiding them.

A rough middle-aged man with a scumbag as hard as steel nails. His expression was extremely calm. His vicious curses, rampant clamors, and even splashes of blood did not sway even the slightest ripple in his eyes in the pool of stagnant water.

A young man who burned half of his face like a purgatory demon, he was laughing, laughing wildly, his laughter was like Ye Xiao's cry, hoarse and cruel.

His name is Grosso, and Tang Yan’s memory contains information about this person: a gunner from the original "sperm whale" fleet, who detonated the Jean Space Station to blame.

There is also a white man with eye bags and an elegant manner like a nobleman of the Sauron Empire. His automatic rifle was thrown aside by him. He was holding a narrow and shimmering dagger in his right hand. There was a pair of them on the prison uniform. Wiping.

Tang Fang also knew this person. Byron Alonso, the leader of the "Apollo" pirate group, had robbed the imperial transport ship countless times, and was later captured for betrayal by his men. It is said that his ancestors had really been counts, and as for The bags under the eyes are like milk tea. BIAO's artificial virgin film, fake!

"OH,YEAH......YEAH......"

When everyone was vying for weapons and equipment, there was a sudden wave of a woman in the distance. Tang Fang glanced sideways. The woman who first glared at him was with a guy with a large lizard tattoo on his right arm. Chi Guoguo rolled in one place, not caring about everyone's taste, disgust, or gaze.

"Tap, tap."

The man with the cross scar on his forehead walked slowly, and the sand ball was torn apart under the footsteps of his army boots. When he passed by Tang Fang, he squinted, and a cold light flashed through his pupils.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do it."

Tang Fang's cold voice blasted in his ears, and the man was taken aback for a moment, and the hand reaching for the trigger was put down again in a ghostly manner. He suddenly felt an intuition that as long as his hand stretched forward half an inch, it would definitely not be that kid who died, it must be him.

are all people who have served as soldiers and have fought, and have a premonition of death instinct. On the battlefield, this premonition saved him countless times. Although he did not know why the unarmed Tang Fang brought him such a sense of oppression, he did not dare to take the risk. After all, he had just escaped from the little box that could not see the sun. , He didn't want to go to see Hades without even drinking a cup of tequila.

Taking a deep breath, he walked away and sat down on a bare rock.

This weird scene caused several prisoners not far away to be shocked, Hu Zhanan also glanced at him in surprise.

"Hausen didn't do anything, but was actually frightened by what the other party said."

"What is Howson afraid of? The kid is clearly defenseless, and he can kill him with a single cut."

"Hausen's sense of smell has always been sensitive, I am afraid it was something he found."

"Yes, that kid is an active soldier. UU Reading is the nominal commander of this operation. God knows if the military has equipped him with any secret weapons."

Tang Fang turned a deaf ear to these discussions. Seeing that most of the people had selected weapons, he strode towards the weapon cabinet.

"Sand, sand..."

The footsteps are not fast and slow, the rhythm is regular, but to the people before Tang, every step seems to be on the chest, and the invisible pressure forces them to disperse to both sides.

Tang Fang walked to the front of the weapon cabinet, arranged his equipment, picked up an automatic rifle, held the magazine, turned around with the infrared sensor and walked to the sand dune not far away, unscrewed the water can, took a couple of sips, and looked around. The sky is not far from the night.

The dispute finally stopped because no one wanted to spend the night on the ground.

Four dead and one wounded, if the injured one cannot be sent back to the base immediately, I am afraid it will be difficult to see the sun tomorrow.

"Don't fight anymore?" Tang Fang stood up, glanced across the crowd, and said lightly: "I don't want to be your commander, and I don't want to care about you. If you don't want to go with me, whatever you like, willing to follow me. If you go, I will not ensure their safety."

"I will wait here for ten minutes. If I stay here, it means that I am willing to follow me. If you don't want to go with me, you can go now."

Everyone who said something was stunned. Standing here, whoever has no blood on his hands, is even more rebellious in terms of temper. I didn't expect to compare with them. This kid is even more stubborn. He actually took that **** commander's The title is serious. Isn't he a ruthless character who is urinating three feet in the wind, holding a chicken feather as an arrow, is he short-sighted?