Star of Civilization

Vol 2 Chapter 6: Wind and Blood (4)

Oh my god!

I saw dozens of hands clawing on the iron railings, many of them small, but all drooping weakly, roughly twenty people.

What kind of hands are those? It was dark and dirty, scrawny, and behind the iron fence were blank, helpless faces.

Among these people were old people, children, men, and women, all with dark and thin faces and dull pupils.

Joyna opened her mouth wide, as if she was hit hard by a heavy hammer in her heart, and she felt suffocated.

Thinking of what the canvas pants said before, she only understood what it meant at this time.

These guys are so disgusting! If it fell into her hands, it would not be an exaggeration to be cut by a thousand swords!

But these locked up people are slaves? Scavengers? Or homeless civilians captured by thugs?

——At this moment, countless questions arose in her heart.

It is not difficult to imagine how these people and thugs will get along with each other: one party has rich experience in survival in the wild, knows human nature very well, and has bottomless and unblinking evil thoughts; the other party has long-term orders, suppression, Gradually lose themselves in the manipulation... Perhaps, they have lost their thinking ability and survival instinct as human beings.

The people of this era have such distorted and depraved morals, it's so evil!

A chill in Georgina's heart quickly turned into a fire. Did she never expect to encounter a slave trader in such a place?

As soon as she closed her eyes, Joyna could see the helpless faces, the dry fingers and the eyes of the lost human soul. She couldn't help clenching her fists and gritted her teeth secretly.

The sympathy for the weak that was born instinctively in the heart began to overflow gradually.

At this moment, a force surged up in Joyna's body, and she wished to jump directly and knock out all the thugs with her own hands.

But she still held back, because now is not a good time to do it!

These thugs are fierce, cruel, and have many deadly weapons in their hands. And now his body is too weak to compete with them at all, and he will only die in vain if he goes down.

Maybe in a few more hours or something to eat and drink, she'll be back to full strength. But now, she can only wait patiently, and have a chance when these thugs are alone or asleep.

She was determined to rescue these poor people and restore their freedom, and she quickly thought of a countermeasure.

The thugs were busy, unloading several large iron buckets from the transport, which were filled with various grains - rice, noodles, almost most of the rotten vegetables, and some rough canned food, it seems Their material reserves are also tight.

They quickly set up fuel, built a bonfire, and began fetching boiled food.

This water comes from a depth of tens of meters underground. Now it has become very clear, sweet and sweet. The most important thing is that this water has only a small amount of pollution. After a while, they poured the food into the cauldron, the fireworks went off, and the smell of cooking quickly wafted.

Out of instinct, the hungry Joyner couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She was so hungry.

Food seems to be very precious in this era, don't know where these guys got it from. Joyna speculated that it should have come from a long distance, because almost a hundred miles around here is barren, not to mention crops, and even plants are rarely seen.

The thugs gathered up the leftover food and put it in a small iron bucket.

The giant man with sores picked up the bucket and slowly walked towards the oil tanker. When he was about to get there, he raised his hand and threw the bucket directly into the iron fence.

"pat-"

Food scraps splashed all over the floor, and the imprisoned people swarmed up like feeding animals, grabbing the scraps with their hands and devouring them.

This scene lasted for several minutes, and Joyna saw it clearly and frowned.

The food was actually only a little bit, and it was estimated that it was enough for two people at most. They were all leftover fruit peels and the like, but the dozen or so people were starving and stuffed everything into their mouths, as if they were hungry a lot. sky.

Joyna didn't expect that she was actually hungry, and she felt lonely in her stomach and grumbled.

She sighed silently, turned her face to look elsewhere, and simply came out of sight and out of mind, while thinking about the next action plan in her heart.

Seeing that the sun has gradually climbed overhead, the temperature in the wilderness has also become higher.

After eating and drinking, the thugs started arguing again, the content seemed to be whether to continue on their way.

Joyna learned from their conversations that these people are indeed thugs who make a living by trafficking in human beings, and are called "sand bandits" by the locals.

It sounded like they were on their way to a place called "Hidden Sand Castle". That place is a settlement with a large population. It is quite popular in this area, and there are several big gangs. It is two or three hundred miles away from here.

They have been gone for more than 20 days, and those refugees were caught from the villages along the way, and they are going to be sold to the "Hidden Sand Castle" to make a lot of money.

After some arguments, the sand bandits finally reached an agreement-they were going to sleep first, then set off after a short rest, and arrived at the Hidden Sand Castle before nightfall.

Joyner's eyes flashed brightly, and she secretly screamed that it's not good~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you miss this opportunity, it will be over. Of course she wouldn't let them leave so easily, so she thought about countermeasures in her heart.

Although these people helped her build the well, and drinking water is no longer a problem, but if she wants to leave this vast wilderness, she can't just rely on two legs. These people have cars, which they can use.

She considers that her stamina is almost recovered now, and although she is still hungry, she will not be defeated if she really wants to fight.

She is still very confident in her own skills. As long as you sneak a sneak attack on these people while they are sleeping, and then subdue them one by one, you can succeed, and you can also rescue these slaves by the way.

Everything was planned, and Joyner just waited for the time to come.

Opportunities are clearly for the prepared.

In the middle of the day, the thugs dispersed, found a place at will, and fell asleep.

Joyner estimated the assassination route, and was about to break a sand bandit's neck first, **** his weapons, and then act on her own accord.

She was a special forces instructor of the military in the pre-civilization era, a first-class top talent, and she was quite accomplished in close combat. She had set a record of losing dozens of legion masters in a row, and that was a glorious record that she had achieved before she was genetically modified.

Ready, in order to keep herself from making a sound, Joyna twisted her hair, bit her mouth, and cautiously slipped down the tree.

She leaned back against the big tree, moved her body slightly, and first came to the edge of the water with her hands and feet.

She is so thirsty!

These thugs seem to be the masters who often dig wells in the wild. The location is quite good. The water level here is not low, and the depth of the well is suitable enough to keep the water flowing continuously. They also dug a shallow pit for water. . ?

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