On the road two kilometers from Outpost Town, a cloud of dust was created by the rolling tires.
Five armored vehicles at the front and rear cleared the way. The desert-colored front armor surface was sprayed with black paint in the shape of a skull. The rusty trucks sandwiched between the armored vehicles carried a group of lifeless men and women. Their hands and feet were tied with rope and they were tied together with an iron chain.
A group of men with rifles on their shoulders stood behind them. From their weird tattoos and vulgar actions, they did not look like good people.
"Don't fight me for it. I caught this chick. I'm going to train her slowly. I'll let you guys have fun once I'm done."
"Sh*t, is there anything you do that can help you last for more than three minutes? We can help you when you are tired."
"What the fu*k did you say, who are you saying only last three minutes?"
