I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 1393: The Gunshots At Outpost Town

Black Skull needed slaves, more slaves!

When he saw the progress of the construction site was postponed day by day, Black Skull, who didn’t want to waste more supplies, finally could not sit around longer. He gathered his subordinates early in the morning and rolled out in a dozen modified armored vehicles and several large trucks. Under the flag of Black Skull, they headed to the city.

With half of the subordinates gone, the rest of them wandered around the fortress as usual when they had nothing to do. If they saw a slave that did not please their eyes, they would kick them. If they had urges, they would take off their pants.

The time in Outpost Town was like heaven.

On the guard tower at the front door, two predators leaned their automatic rifles to one side with low-quality cigarettes in their mouth. They chatted as they passed the boring time on guard.

One of the predators spat on the guard tower and cursed, “Fu*k, I should have gone out with the boss. I bet they must be enjoying life outside. When they come back, we can only play with the scraps left behind.”

“What’s wrong with that,” The other predator smiled lasciviously and shook his two fingers holding onto the cigarette. “Compared to the disobedient wild kitten, I prefer—”

Before he could finish his sentence, blood mist and brain matter exploded all over the guard tower.

The predator that was talking immediately ducked down and rolled to the side. He ignored the cigarette that fell onto the ground, and hurriedly grabbed the radio, “This is the guard tower! We encountered a sniper!”

The radio seemed to be broken; there was no response.

“FU*K!”

The predator smashed the radio to the ground, then glanced at his companion who had his brain exploded, his heart began to pound. Just as he resisted the nausea he started to feel and removed the binocular from the corpse’s neck to observe the situation outside the tower, he suddenly stopped moving, his eyes met a drone.

To be precise, it was the muzzle under the drone...

TATATATATA!

The man with a sniper rifle equipped on his back pressed the shooting button and looked at the blood spatter on the screen of the tablet. Then he put back the tablet and spoke into the radio on his shoulder.

“The threats in the guard tower are eliminated.”

On the other side, in the room near the front door of the fortress, an agile mercenary sneaked into the room and silently sliced the necks of the two predators with a dagger. He walked to a monitoring terminal and inserted a USB from his pocket.

When all the pictures on the screen froze, a cruel smile formed.

“My side is good too!”

There was not the slightest omen.

When the predators stationed here met the gaze of the mercenaries who had sneaked into the fortress, it was too late.

The sudden gunfire broke the silence of the fortress. With the sound of the first shot, countless gunshots ensued. The mercenaries who rushed into Outpost Town were engaged in a fierce battle at the front garden of the fortress before they opened the space below the Governor’s Mansion.

Even if the battle was full of customized high-tech weapons, laser beams mixed with bullets, drones flying in the air, thermal grenades and EMP grenades thrown back and forth, the battle between cannon folders was not artistic at all.

However, as time passed, the Black Skull Gang soon began to show signs of decline.

When the quality of weapons was similar, the quantity determined the outcome.

A predator slammed his shoulder heavily into the concrete wall next to him, stuck his rifle out of cover, and fired at the mercenaries attacking the fortress. However, the inaccurate shots were ineffective. He was quickly forced to take cover again.

“SH*T, their firepower is too strong!” Mohawk Rodney slammed the clip into the rifle with his trembling hands and gritted his teeth. He endured the cement crumbs that constantly slammed against his cheeks, then looked at the EP on his left arm.

His EP was connected to a drone terminal, and now five of the six drones bounded to it was offline, and only one remained on the battlefield.

He gritted his teeth, raised his rifle and fired indiscriminately, then tossed a smoke grenade before he snuck to the Governor’s Mansion. His only hope was for his boss to come back soon and flank these cannon folders with the armored vehicles.

It was his only hope for survival.

“FU*K, NAC mobilized a division to deal with us...” Bills lied behind cover in horror. He used the cameras he placed in the building to overlook the battle in front of the fortress, then he muttered to himself, “No, they are not from NAC, they are mercenaries...”

Just then, a grenade fell beside him.

Bills processed what had just happened and the panic in his eyes instantly turned into despair.

The strong desire to survive urged him to jump to the side, but he only jumped by half a step before the scorching waves hit his chest, and the flying shrapnel brought his consciousness to Satan.

When the predators saw the third highest-ranking leader fall down, their morale collapsed. Many predators even left their cover and escaped.

The mercenaries didn’t pursue further when the predators were defeated. They rushed into the Governor’s Mansion, for fear that their credits would be stolen by others.

Soon, Rodney’s roar came from the Governor’s Mansion.

However, this roar did not stop the defeat of the Black Skull Gang. Rodney, who had run out of ammunition, picked up his chair and wanted to make a path through the group of mercenaries. However, he obviously overestimated his strength and was pushed down by the mercenaries within a few seconds. He was tied up and sent to Jiang Chen...

...

After Jiang Chen learned the news of the victory, he brought six of his guards to the colony.

In the open downstairs space of the Governor’s Mansion, he saw the man with the mohawk.

“Are you Black Skull?” Jiang Chen stopped beside Rodney, took a few glances at the mohawk on the ground, then raised his eyebrows and said, “I remember Black Skull is black?”

“He is Rodney, nicknamed Bone Crusher, the second-in-rank leader of the Black Skull Gang. He stayed at base, and most likely their boss went to raid,” Jessica followed behind Jiang Chen and explained with a flattering tone.

Although Rodney was pinned down by two hands on the back of his head, he did not succumb as soon as he was captured like most predators. His eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Jiang Chen from the ground.

“Bone Crusher? Interesting name,” Jiang Chen nodded, squatted down slightly, and responded to Rodney’s stare with the tactical eyepiece glowing red on the armor of his head, then he said with a smile, “If your eyes don’t hurt, you can try to stare a bit harder.”

Rodney did not speak, but his eye muscles twitched.

“I don’t believe in unconditional loyalty, especially the loyalty of predators. From the standpoint of a merchant, I would be happy to discuss a deal with you.” With a smile, Jiang Chen said softly, “Of course, you can also refuse. But before you refuse, I hope you think about the mud crab pond next to the outpost. Those big guys don’t look good when they eat.”

When Rodney heard the mud crab pond, a trace of panic appeared on his face. His fearless expression started to waver out of fear.

“You have thirty seconds to think about it,” Jiang Chen stood up and looked at Jessica next to him, “You count to thirty for me. If he doesn’t plan to cooperate, then send him to the pond to play with the mud crabs.”

After Jiang Chen said these words, he walked to the Governor’s Mansion.

“SH*T! YOU DEVIL!” Rodney desperately twisted his body when he saw Jiang Chen leave, However, other than getting mud all over his face, the four hands in his back did not allow him to move an inch.

“...fifteen...”

Jessica’s scalp felt numb as she counted down and looked at Rodney struggle to break free.

In the end, Jiang Chen was correct. The loyalty of the predators was a joke.

The mohawk pinned down by Jiang Chen’s guards no longer looked fearless when Jessica counted to ten. Instead, he started to plead with tears in his eyes.

“Fu*k, no... please! PLEASE! Don’t feed me to those crabs! What do you want me to do? I’ll do anything...”