Only the wrong name is given, no wrong nickname is given, this sentence is correct no matter where it is.

The reason why Booker is called a lone wolf is because he is not sociable and always acts alone, which is related to his experience when he was young.

Barney knew this clearly, so he was not surprised by the lonely wolf's rejection.

"I understand, thank you today."

"You are welcome."

The lone wolf shook hands with Barney, then got up and left. Not long after he walked out, he suddenly stopped and reminded: "Hey, Barney, there is a village in front of him, and there are good people there. They hate the Sang people very much, and maybe they can provide you with some help."

"Thanks!"

"Have fun!"

The lone wolf grinned and turned around and left, and his figure soon disappeared into the town.

"People, hurry up and replenish some ammunition, we're leaving here soon."

Barney shouted and took the lead in touching the corpse. As a mercenary, it was very insecure to have no bullets in his gun, especially after just experiencing a crushing battle, they needed to get some bullets to fill the magazine.

Zhang Yi didn't want to pick up bullets at first. God knows where the Sang people used to make bullets. If they were printed with Arabic cheats, it would be better not to. Later, Barney shouted a few times before he went over and added a little.

Fortunately, most of the bullets of the Sang people are made in Russia, and there are also a small amount of American goods. It is relatively rich to be able to achieve this level of militants.

After replenishing the bullets, I waited for more than ten minutes. Christmas, which transported the equipment, came late. Looking at the corpses all over the ground and two tanks emitting thick smoke, I was stunned.

"Hey guys, what the hell is this?"

Barney pointed around and smiled, "We are still alive."

"What the hell did I miss?"

“It seems like Christmas is coming very late this year.”

"I'm glad to see you."

"Come on your way to get off and let me know on the way."

Everyone teased a few words, quickly moved the weapons and equipment out of the car, and then set off again with full arms.

The road conditions in this nearby area were very poor. The truck drove staggeringly for more than an hour and finally entered a dilapidated small village.

"This should be the village Booker mentioned." Barney looked at the situation outside and asked in confusion, "It's so strange. I haven't seen a man since I came in. Is there any strange custom?"

Christmas in the co-pilot looked at this quiet little village and found that the surrounding environment was pretty good, and several women passing by were more in line with his aesthetic sense. He smiled and said, "This place is good. I think I can retire here. The air is fresh and there is no pressure. Raising a few more children... is simply paradise!"

Speaking of this, Christmas looked at Maggie and teased, "Maggie, I really want to retire here."

Maggie was speechless.

After getting along for the past few days, Maggie has figured out the tempers of the Death Squad. These people are different from ordinary mercenaries. They have their own bottom line. In a sense, they are barely considered good people.

Although they usually look serious, they are actually pretending. In domestic terms, they are just a bunch of indulgent greasy middle-aged people with worrying hairlines. Perhaps there is still a little midlife crisis. They always want to find opportunities to prove that they are still young.

Uh...as for the Christmas hairline...it's fine if you don't mention it.

"Shut up your mouth and stop talking nonsense."

Barney laughed a few times and said to the open space in front of him: "Let's stop there and find out what's going on in this village."

Christmas nodded, took out his pistol and checked it, and then put it back in the holster. Although it might be the village that Lone Wolf mentioned, it is a strange place after all, so it would be better to be careful.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

At this moment, a mess of gunfire suddenly sounded outside, and the bullets hit the road and splashed a lot of gravel. But strangely, no bullet hit the car, and it can be judged by the gunfire, most of them were old-fashioned guns from World War II.

"squeak--"

The truck stopped suddenly, and Barney shouted loudly, urging everyone to get out of the car.

"Get out of the car!"

"Look for bunker nearby!"

"Everyone is ready to fight!"

The people from the suicide squad loaded bullets and hurriedly jumped out of the car and ran to the side to avoid them. Zhang Yi got out of the car without rushing and held the car body throughout the journey to prevent bleeding from the wound on the outside of his thigh. The wound was about two centimeters long and not particularly deep, and was only briefly bandaged.

After hiding on the side of the truck for a few seconds, looking at the bullets flying everywhere, everyone observed the bounce points and found bullet marks everywhere on the walls and the ground, but the trucks they used as bunkers had nothing to do with it. Even the windows and windshields were not broken, and they suddenly felt something was wrong.

Caesar stood up directly, his face full of incredible feelings: "Hey, they're fighting too erratic, right?"

"Their bullets have a conscience and know that we are good people, so they can't bear to hurt us!"

When Zhang Yi was watching the movie, he thought the plot was very magical. After personal experience, he felt a little funny and couldn't help but make a joke.

"I'm more accurate than them with my eyes closed!" Gongna laughed.

Faced with this strange situation, Barney spread his hands speechlessly, slowly moved towards the front of the car, slowly leaned out, and saw the group of women who shot.

With Barney's appearance, the messy gunfire outside stopped, and everyone stood up boldly.

"Put down the gun!" cried one of the young women.

She had seen the modern guns of the Death Squad and couldn't help but panic. The old antiques from World War II in the village were good to be used to scare people, but they had no chance of winning against these advanced guns.

After Christmas, I found that opposite was a group of women wearing headscarves. They all hid behind the bunker and pointed their guns at this side. There was even an old lady in her seventies or eighties among these women!

"Put down the gun? This is impossible!"

Christmas rolled her eyes speechlessly. A group of women holding fire sticks actually wanted to pay the Death Squad's weapons. Isn't this a joke?

Do we want to be face-saving?

"Bang!"

“duang~”

When the woman shouted, she shuddered in her heart and subconsciously pulled the trigger.

Her muzzle was clearly aimed at the locations of the people from the Suicide Squad, but the bullets hit the ground strangely, with only a few pieces of gravel splashing.

What's even more bizarre is that the woman was obviously startled and almost threw the gun out of her hand.

"Is this too weird?" Christmas looked at it and couldn't help but tease, "I think the safest place they aim at."

"Hahaha……"

Hearing this, the others laughed. It seemed that Lone Wolf was right. The village was full of good people.

"We're going to shoot!"

At this time, another woman's voice came from next to her. She was a woman in her 30s, more ruthless than the young woman before. It seemed that the death squad's indifferent performance made her angry.

"Don't shoot!"

Maggie is a delicate woman. She glared at everyone and stood up from the back of the truck with her hands raised. In this case, the man obviously did not get the other party's trust, so it would be better for the woman to come forward to solve the problem.

"Don't shoot, we have no malice, we are here to help."

Maggie is an agent, and she can make any disguise if necessary. At this time, she has a sincere expression on her face and can easily gain the trust of these women.

The women hesitated for a moment, and then walked out under the guidance of the woman in her 30s. The women behind the bunkers around also stood up.

"Swish~"

Seeing these women, Caesar whistled frivolously and teased at Gongna and the toll road: "It seems that there is not a man in the village. I think even you two can find a romantic encounter here."

"Really?"

Gongna instantly felt energetic. Looking at the women around her, she couldn't help but suck her nose, with a little excitement on her face.

"Shut up!"

Barney turned around and warned that although the threats of these women were almost zero, it would be better not to stimulate them at this time.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the female leader asked with a serious expression.

In her opinion, the group of people in front of her seemed to have no malice. Otherwise, she would have shot and fought back in the attack just now, but what she couldn't figure out was what kind of people would come to this ghost place.

“We are Americans…”

Before Barney finished speaking, Gunner interrupted directly, looking at the female leader and smilingly said, "Don't listen to him nonsense, I'm a Swedish."

Caesar also cheered: "I am an Indian."

"Have you finished speaking?"

Barney rolled his eyes helplessly. Of course, he understood the restlessness in his subordinates, but is this the right time?

The female leader noticed the eyes of Gongna and others, and felt a little disgusted, but he still endured it and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Barney directly expressed his purpose: "We are here to deal with the Sang people. I heard that the village is full of good people, and maybe they can help us, so I came here to try my luck."

As soon as this said, the women around them were suddenly a little turbulent. To them, the Sang people were demons, and they were always thinking about eliminating them. However, they were just a group of women with no power and no ability at all.

At this time, I learned that this group of outsiders who were not easy to mess with at first sight wanted to eradicate the Sang tribe, and these women were obviously a little intentional, but I didn’t know if what these outsiders said was true.

The female leader looked at the young woman who had just shot, and then looked at Barney: "Okay, this is not a place to talk, go into the house and talk."
To be continued...