Chapter Five: Who would have thought that even someone with such thick eyebrows and big eyes would...

One enemy after another fell under his rifle.

Information about the Potential Points he earned kept flashing across his vision.

Su Xiao did not even have time to check it.

When he finished eliminating the enemies on the left, the enemies flanking them from the right had also entered firing range.

"Open fire!"

The leader did not actually need to give the order. Watching their comrades turn into corpses one after another had already filled the enemies with rage and hatred.

Bullets swept toward Su Xiao like a violent storm.

Fortunately, Su Xiao's sniping position was inside a foxhole.

He quickly ducked back into the pit, narrowly avoiding injury.

Bullets struck the ground, sending mud and shredded grass flying.

These enemies possessed a certain degree of tactical training. They were not lawless thugs like the Random Blade Society.

They did not fire all at once in a fit of rage. Instead, they knew how to take turns shooting.

While some of them opened fire, the rest watched like tigers eyeing their prey.

When the first group emptied their magazines and reloaded, the second group would fire, filling the gap in their firepower.

They fired while advancing.

"Prepare the grenades!"

Half of them continued firing, maintaining suppressive fire.

The other half pulled out grenades and removed the pins.

But before they could throw the grenades, the Sentry Turret, which should have been on their side, suddenly turned its barrel toward them.

Under the astonished gazes of everyone present, the Sentry Turret's Heavy Machine Gun unleashed a torrent of fire.

A Kinetic Sniper Rifle left a bowl-sized hole in a person with every shot.

The Heavy Machine Gun mounted on the Sentry Turret was no less powerful than the Kinetic Sniper Rifle.

Even more terrifying was that the thing could fire continuously.

The torrent of metal spewed from the Sentry Turret tore through human bodies without mercy.

Chapter Five: Who would have thought that even someone with such thick eyebrows and big eyes would...

The battle ended, and the smoke cleared.

Su Xiao sat on the edge of the foxhole, inspecting his gains.

From the enemy's attack on the camp to their total annihilation,

Su Xiao had killed thirty people in this ambush.

He had gained 3 Potential Points.

In addition, Blade Mastery, Marksmanship Mastery, and Evasion had each leveled up once because he had used them so frequently during the battle.

After carefully searching all the corpses, he managed to find only a few hundred euros.

Only then did he notice the emblem on the corpses.

They were actually members of the Serpent Nation.

Every Nomad wore an emblem resembling a clothing brand logo.

These emblems represented the family, tribe, or nation they belonged to.

Although conflicts and disagreements did exist between the Nomads' families, Tribes, and nations,

most of them remained superficial disputes and did not escalate into all-out war.

There was only one possibility for something like this to happen—

Charui and the others had run into trouble!

There had originally been twelve Nomads left behind to guard the camp.

After this ambush, more than half of them had died, leaving only four survivors.

Unfortunately, the repairman who had always been at odds with Su Xiao was not among the survivors.

Under the survivors' gazes, filled with shock, gratitude, relief, and many other emotions, Su Xiao returned to the camp.

Before they could bury their fallen comrades, a Nomad standing guard at a high point shouted:

"Attention! Another vehicle is coming!"

Four rifles aimed at the off-road vehicle driving over from the Badlands.

Su Xiao pushed their rifles down.

"Wait. Don't shoot yet. There's a white flag mounted on it."

Although Su Xiao had joined the Buckle Family less than a year ago, his performance just now had been obvious to everyone.

If not for Su Xiao, they would all have been killed here.

The off-road vehicle began slowing down while it was still far from the camp.

Then it slowly came to a stop.

When the newcomer climbed out of the vehicle, everyone finally noticed that it was McCoy, who had gone out with Charui yesterday.

The guarded expressions vanished from everyone's faces at once.

At such a difficult time, being reunited with a comrade was undoubtedly something worth celebrating.

Although they did not know why the vehicle McCoy had driven back was not the same one he had left in...

Nor did they understand why he had come from the same direction as the people from the Serpent Nation.

Was it a coincidence, or...

But at that moment, no one thought too much about it.

One of the Nomads punched McCoy on the shoulder.

"McCoy,

it's good to see you."

McCoy forced out a bitter smile. "Unfortunately, I can't say the same."

The Nomad froze.

"Why not?"

"Wait a moment, McCoy. Where are Charui and the others?"

"Charui is gone."

"What do you mean, Charui is gone?"

"McCoy, what exactly happened?"

McCoy took out a cigarette and lit it.

Only then did he slowly recount what had happened:

Yesterday, Charui had taken most of the Buckle Family's men and left the camp, planning to ambush a transport convoy belonging to the Serpent Nation.

Infighting among Nomads was a grave taboo.

If any family or tribe did such a thing, the other Nomads would sever all ties with them.

The worst outcome was being treated as no different from the Random Blade Society.

The Nomads were already shunned by the cities and struggled to survive in the Badlands.

If they also damaged their relationships with other families or Tribes, the consequences were obvious.

But Charui had thought about it very simply.

As long as they killed everyone in the convoy, no one would know they had done it.

They could rob the Serpent Nation's convoy and use the stolen supplies to keep the Buckle Family going a little longer.

However, for all Charui's careful calculations, there was one thing he had failed to consider...

The Serpent Nation were Nomads too, and one of the seven great Nomad nations at that.

They frequently robbed corporate transport convoys themselves.

When transporting supplies, how could they possibly fail to take every precaution?

Still, the Serpent Nation had not expected another Nomad family to attack them.

They had originally been guarding against the Random Blade Society, never expecting the Buckle Family to charge straight into their ambush.

"It was a massacre."

McCoy looked awful, as if he could not bear to recall that horrific experience.

"The transport trucks weren't carrying cargo or supplies at all. They were packed with rested soldiers from the Serpent Nation. They were waiting for the Random Blade Society to come knocking, but we ran straight into them instead—and damn it, we ran into them hard."

"Half of our brothers died in the firefight. Of the rest, some fled, and some surrendered."

One of the Nomads pressed him. "What about the others who escaped? Why haven't we seen them? Did you get separated from them?"

"And what about Charui?"

McCoy spat on the ground.

"That bastard ran off without saying a word, like the coward he is."

"As for those who escaped, they weren't with us."

"I... and some of our brothers were captured by the Serpent Nation. We've joined them now."

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"What?!"

Su Xiao's eyes flickered.

In fact, judging from the various abnormalities earlier, he had already vaguely guessed it.

But who could have imagined it?

During Serita's leadership, the once-renowned Buckle Family had fallen to such a state in only two years after Serita's death.

"If you're already one of the Serpent Nation, why did you come here?"

"McCoy, do you know how many of us they killed?"

"There are only a few of us left at the camp!"

The crowd was furious, glaring at McCoy with anger and hatred.

If looks could kill, McCoy would have been reduced to a bloody, mangled corpse by now.

He could understand how everyone felt.

Therefore, he did not take it to heart.

"The Serpent Nation sent me here. In consideration of your brave resistance just now, they're giving you two choices."

"You can join the Serpent Nation, like me and the other brothers."

"Or you can take your guns, drive away, and never come back."

Su Xiao pondered. "You mean you want us to leave the family's camp?"

McCoy nodded. "Yes."

Another Nomad could not help asking, "Then what will happen to the Buckle Family?"

McCoy sighed.

"Don't you understand? From now on, there is no Buckle Family anymore."