Under the ancient cement and steel bars, the woman moved for a while.》.

Several steel bars pierced her waist and nailed her to the ground. She was in a daze for a while before she remembered what had happened, and then she soon discovered that she seemed to have claustrophobia.

It was like being buried alive in the grave last time.

Her body seemed to gradually recall the feeling of being buried under the soil layer. A shovel of soil covered the surface of her body, covering her living space. The gunshot wound on her head seemed not very painful. She suddenly felt a sense of relief, as if she could finally leave this land full of sadness and memories.

Then there is the darkness, gradually suffocating, embracing the gentle death.

She closed her eyes, put her delusion about "God" aside, and began to quietly listen to the sound of her blood flowing among the interlaced stones.

Perhaps thanks to her extremely keen senses, she heard the other two still stable heartbeats a few meters away.

Chef Cook is in a good mood now. The good mood is because those monster-like guys have all been buried under hundreds of tons of steel and concrete. The bad mood is that half of their subordinates have filled in as "the old man's suspicion soldiers". To be honest, he is very suspicious of whether this is useful, because he feels that those people seem to rush in without hesitation.

Have we been a little too arrogant in the past few months?

Could it be that the boss wants to mess with us?

All the people who died were from three leaders (especially Nefi, who was responsible for training the stormtrooper), and the boss's subordinates were not damaged at all, which also made chef Cook a little suspicious. He always felt that the driver Nefi's eyes were not right. He always felt that Nefi was a difficult person to mess with. Although he was not afraid, if he really wanted to fight, he would still choose to protect himself.

"Do you want to dig open and see who are below?"

"Damn, there are so many things on it, not much different from the Giant Rock City back then. If you want to dig, we won't be with you." The motorcycle driver kicked the bastard who always roamed around him. The latter whimpered and rushed to the corner in shame.

"It's time to die now, but it's a pity for those two sets of power armor and that woman." Chef Cook licked his thick lips with some regret. But he became happy immediately. The two little girls were useless, meaning that these two girls could be handled by him. When he thought of what happened next, he felt extremely excited and wanted to rush back to his base immediately.

"Boss, it seems to be a problem."

A small leader ran over timidly and whispered to the motorcycle driver, "Well, the robots outside seem to start moving themselves and heading towards us."

"Retreat!" Several leaders made a quick decision and had lost too much vitality on these people. Now it is time to retreat. It is obvious that the Demon Gang will have to spend a very long period of cultivation and silence for a few months. You can no longer fight with NCR head-on, and wait until you accumulate enough strength again before making a comeback.

A group of bandits scattered like birds and beasts. After more than ten minutes, a huge robot army drove over and began to carry the collapsed remains in the ruins like an ants moving. They seemed to have special positioning functions, and they found the exact buried location without hesitation, and then quickly dug holes. The robots equipped with flame emitters were cut, and Mr. Clever moved, and quickly cleared a large hole. After digging about seven or eight meters, a hand wrapped in iron armor came out with a puff.

"Pull me up."

【Yes.Master.】

Su Jing crawled out of the ground with a bad expression. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask now, and others could not see his expression.

"I was actually secretly obscured by a group of third-rate bandits... It's really embarrassing to death. Fortunately, no one else is here now. If Mr. Lu was present, I would probably laugh at me again."

"It's okay, I've already sent a group battle report and informed the team about the results of your pig's sudden advance strategy." Gaiqi jumped and shook out the gravels in her hair. Finally, she simply took out two bottles of precious pure water, washed her head on the ruins, and then walked around with a refreshing look. "Where are those bandits? I think the game has just become fun now."

"It's probably because we saw our robot troops retreating." Su Jing stepped on the ruins under her feet, "Well, will that woman still dig it out?"

"No need." said the brunette girl impatiently, "This guy has caused us a lot of trouble, just throw her here and wait for death. Could it be that your anomaly sexual habits have awakened again? You want to collect a new harem? Your taste has declined! You must also collect this dirty mother monkey in the wasteland, so don't come to me in the future."

"Don't think so wrongly." Su Jingbo yelled a chestnut on her head, "I have a bad feeling. Although she is technically dead, I always feel uneasy, as if I just put her here and don't care about it. The 'protagonist' is really hard to say. Judging from the rationality, she is dead, but from the emotional point of view, she gives me the feeling like an immortal murderer wearing an ice hockey mask and holding a machete. This simple 'pressure under hundreds of tons of cement' will not kill her life."

"Is it so metaphysical..." After he said this, the mechanic began to hesitate and become uneasy. "If it is really troublesome, we will dig out her, tie it up with a few small nuclear bombs, and throw it into the center of the desert to detonate..."

"You... are so cruel. My idea is to put a brain control plug-in in her brain..."

"You are each other too..."

After discussing for a long time, the two decided to dig out the woman, at least where they could control her. And for Su Jing, this woman is also a high-level material worth studying. He has always been very interested in the cause and effect of the story world. He put this woman in a freezer, and maybe one day she could use it. Even for combat power, she could become a very excellent biochemical human body.

Since a big hole had been dug in the place where the two were and using Su Jing's perception as navigation, the robots easily found the location of the woman. After a while, her body had already appeared under Mr. Qiaoshou's appendage.

"Medical Soldier!"

The medical robot gently lifted the woman out. Judging from the appearance alone, the best surgeon in the wasteland could only come to one conclusion: this person was dead. However, Su Jing could still hear the woman's heart beating slowly. Her vitality was extremely tenacious, and she could even be compared with the most powerful biological mutant cockroach in life in the wasteland. Even if she was buried under her for another week, he felt that the woman's vitality would not be cut off.

"Wound disinfection." When Su Jing tore open her clothes, a small candy jar fell from her pocket, which made him look sideways for a long time. This small candy jar did not look pre-war goods that were often found in wasteland, but handicrafts after the war. Although it was simple, it was very practical and beautiful. The candy cubes in the candy jar were also some kind of homemade brown sugar, which was simply wrapped in paper. While directing the robot to cut off the steel bars that penetrated her body, he threw a piece into his mouth.

"How does it taste?" The Mechanic also took a piece.

"It's not bad." For Su Jing, this is already a very high evaluation.

The primitive food manufacturing industry in this era was very good to be able to make this sugar. But the people who made this can seem to have put a lot of thought into it. Not only was the sweetness just right, but some wild spices were added, Su Jing could chew small particles like sesame seeds. He lifted the small sugar pot of tin iron, and also drew a cute rabbit pattern with some paint on it.

He looked at the fierce woman again, feeling that the style of the painting was not very consistent with her.

After being cut off by the medical robot, what was revealed was a carcass that was not as perfect as a wasteland man. Her regeneration gene seemed to have amazing effect, and the scars that should have existed were all as smooth and soft as if they did not exist. However, the scan results showed that there were a large number of impurities, bullets, steel balls, and even fragments that looked like stings and minions in her body. Some of them were not absorbed by her human body and had grown together with her body.

"All surgery is taken out." Su Jing gave the order while chewing candy pieces.

The next procedure was very ugly. The medical robot faithfully executed the order, cut the healing wound again, and slowly pulled out the bloody broken steel bars from the body. Then hundreds of foreign objects were taken out of the body, and universal plasma began to replenish her dry blood vessels. One by one, the seemingly miserable things were taken out of the wound, and some were even sticking to each other. Finally, three plates were placed on the plates used to place the fragments of foreign objects. Su Jing picked and selected in the bloody plate, marveling at how she still survived after being hit by so many bullets.

[Removal of foreign objects on the head may cause rupture of the cerebral artery blood vessels, which is extremely risky of surgery. Will it be performed?]

"implement."

Under the woman's thick bangs, there was a dull scar, which was very smooth, but the color of the skin was slightly lighter. The medical robot quickly cut the skin with a sharp underground knife, revealing the nine-mm warhead that had been embedded with the skull. The circular saw squeaked, and Su Jing frowned a little, and asked the robot to disinfect it with medical alcohol first.

The skull was quickly removed and replaced by on-site-shaped ceramic alternatives. The absorbable surgical thread stitched the skin and flesh quickly, and then her blood began to flow and began to heal at a speed other than that of an ordinary person.

"Do you want to put a ring on her here first?" Gaiqi pointed to the slave collar she had used.

"No need for the time being. She couldn't turn out the palm of our hands alone." Su Jing found a flat concrete block and sat down. He was a little tired, and his power armor was basically on the verge of scrapping after being smashed like this, and needed further renovation. "I want to talk to her first."

She gradually woke up and didn't know what was going on.

The body seemed to be much lighter, and the most important change was not the body, but the head. It seemed that some heavy shackles were removed, something that blinded her eyes... disappeared. The fragments of memory that occasionally appeared in the past seemed to appear ten times, hundreds of times, making her feel extremely panic. She had decided to leave those memories behind, but appeared in front of her when she least wanted them to appear.

There was a mess in my head.

"The nerves in your brain cortex were previously pressed by that bullet, and the person who repaired your head installed a Tesla coil in your head to ensure that your nerve transmission was smooth... It was a mess, and the most incredible thing was that you survived this simple, rough, wild, and as if a child was playing. I had to applaud your tenacious vitality."

The man sat in front of her and spoke to her with a smile. The woman tried to escape, but her hands and feet were tied up by the high-strength plastic god. Behind her was the little man holding a gun, so she didn't have a chance to escape.

"What the hell are you alive for?" the man continued to speak to her, "Maybe this question starts with the first question. What is your name? Ah, it seems a bit impolite to introduce myself. My name is Su Jing, the master of the Black Crusade, the captain of the plane traveler, and the guardian of wasteland civilization and the defender of peace. Haven't asked for advice yet?"

A name is like a cube of ice melting in the sun. The frozen things finally surfaced hundreds of years later. This strange and familiar word made her feel afraid but curious.

"Eve." She pronounced the name almost silently, "My name is Eve. Messenger Eve."

Su Jing was stunned for a few seconds, feeling desperate for the evil tastes of this world.

The woman named Eve, the messenger, just wanted to escape from this place that upset her. She had a premonition that her savior was about to arrive. The figure that once appeared in her deep nightmare, which made her afraid but missed, the aura that made her escape was nearby, and perhaps now was watching her behind a telescope.

She knew that even if he killed her, she would not be allowed to fall into the hands of others. This feeling was unfounded, but it was extremely certain.

"Very good. Miss Eve. Maybe you don't know yet, but I, and my companions, have dealt with your masterpiece many times. What I want to ask is, what exactly makes you so crazy, what is your purpose? What kind of ending will this indiscriminate killing lead you to?"

My purpose?

USA.
Chapter completed!