In less than five minutes, the density of the cat was reduced by more than half. Some mutant creatures with wisdom remained. Even if they were stupid, they realized that the danger was coming and fled in all directions.

Facing those big cats that ran away, I didn't choose to chase them.

I have no interest in hunting them, just to drive them away. Since everything has escaped from these places, I don't have to waste time killing them.

I turned around and turned back between the two armored vehicles.

The American soldiers in the car moved when they heard the news, and their muzzles and howitzers were pointed at my head one by one.

However, they dared not shoot.

First, I am afraid of accidentally hurting my companion on the other side, and second, it is because of the terrifying strength I just showed.

"Report your identity!"

Unlike the fear I just faced with those big cats, these American soldiers seemed much calmer to me.

Even, it seems that there is a feeling of occupancy and showing off its power.

"lay down!"

Just as I was hesitating how to answer them, suddenly, the main driver's door of the armored vehicle I put in my left hand was opened, and a shaved officer walked out of it.

As if to show kindness, after getting off the car, he immediately put the gun in his hand on the ground.

Then he signaled my empty hands.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely unnatural smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life: "I asked you to put your gun down! This is an order!"

The kind smile was a bit reluctant, but the voice of his speech was filled with an irresistible meaning.

"If it weren't for him, we would have been dead bodies! Do you guys raise something that you want to repay kindness and revenge!"

The officer scolded him a few words.

He ordered, and the other soldiers' faces moved slightly. After looking at each other, they obediently put away the weapons in their hands.

He is a smart person.

I looked at the American officer quietly and smiled in my heart.

In Chinese terms, he is a hero, and the one who knows the times is a hero.

Although they were holding weapons with live ammunition, they were helpless against the big cats. As soon as I took action, I killed all the big cats.

To kill them is just a matter of raising your hands.

I was ready to do it, but since he had given me an olive branch, I was happy to accept it.

As for how other soldiers view me, it doesn't matter.

"Hello."

Seeing that my face also showed a smile, the officer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, walked forward and stretched out his right hand to me, and said sincerely: "My name is John, I don't know what you call me?"

"Zhang Qi."

"Mr. Zhang."

Seeing that I did not shake hands with him, John was not angry or angry, and his face kept a not-so-looking smile: "Although you saved us, we are soldiers and we must abide by all rules and regulations, so next, I will interrogate you regularly, if you don't accept..." This white officer has a straightforward personality.

He didn't hide anything and said happily: "Then it doesn't matter if you kill us."

"Ask."

I nodded and agreed to his request.

I have always been a soft-hearted person who is not hard-working. I just interrogated him in a few words, but it is nothing to me.

After all, the words come from my mouth, and it is up to me to say whatever I want.

"Which country are you from?"

"Yangtze."

I answered casually.

“Which organization is affiliated with?

How did it appear here?

What are you doing here?”

John raised three questions in a row.

I hesitated for a moment and replied, "I originally took a plane to Los Angeles, but when I passed by here halfway, I was killed. After hiking for a long time, I finally met a living person. I hope you can take me out of here as soon as possible."

"That's it..." John smiled, his eyes narrowed, but he didn't leave for a moment, and I turned into a sharp clawed arm.

His subtle actions did not escape my eyes. I raised my hand and asked with a smile: "Are you interested in this?"

"certainly."

An unobtrusive light flashed in John's eyes. I'm sure he must have some understanding of transforming people.

"I don't know what's going on."

After I turned my claws back to the human palm, I casually vaguely said and covered up the matter.

At this moment, a soldier poked his head out in the armored vehicle behind John and shouted: "Sir, what he said is true! There is indeed a plane flying from the island country to Los Angeles that crashed!"

Really?

I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows. First, because I didn't expect these people to really investigate. Second, it was really surprising to me that this kind of blind cats encountered dead rats.

"oh?"

Hearing this, John's smile became even brighter. He took a step back and opened the back door of the armored vehicle with his own hands: "It is not convenient to talk to this place, please get in the car."

I can't get it.

I grinned and nodded: "Okay."

After getting on the bus, John got into the main driver's seat, stepped on the accelerator and quickly turned the armored vehicle, driving in the opposite direction as before. Along the way, the flying sand kept hitting the front windshield, making a banging sound.

But the equipment of the US military is obviously excellent.

The high-strength bulletproof glass is not afraid of wind and sand, and the powerful horsepower of the armored vehicles can move freely in this harsh Gobi Desert.

It's many times faster than my long journey with my legs.

I relaxed and leaned on the back seat, then opened my backpack, pulled out two cans of military rations and started eating.

It was also at this time that with my keen sense, I realized that the eyes of the other four American soldiers sitting in the car were gathering on me. No, it should be the backpack in my hand and the military rations I took out.

From the moment I got in the car, these people fell in love with my eyes, and there was an indescribable smell.

There is doubt, fear, and more caution.

It was like I was actually a time bomb, and I would suddenly tear them all into pieces at some point.

But before I took out my backpack, their little abacus was still relatively restrained.

However, just as I opened the canned military rations, two guns pressed on my left and right temples.

"Squeak--" John, who was sitting in the driver's seat, saw this scene in the rearview mirror and immediately braked to the bottom.

With a harsh friction sound, the armored vehicle stopped.

The armored vehicle following the armored vehicle also slowed down and stopped beside it. The soldiers inside fell rapidly and made a combat posture.
Chapter completed!