Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 136: Confusion and suffering

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The police headquarters in New York is a very large building, and it is not just vehicles that are harvested here. Zhou Qingfeng sent a small number of people to watch the entrances and exits of police headquarters, and then began to sweep through the layers to collect materials.

Because shortly after the cataclysm, more than a dozen people rushed to rush into police headquarters. As a result, no one came in under violent conflict, and the whole building was empty.

There are twenty or thirty functional departments in police headquarters. Zhou Qingfeng first found a large number of police equipment, pistols, rifles, shotguns, stun guns, digital interphones, handcuffs, pepper spray from various armory and safe deposit boxes Agent, night vision device, small UAV and so on. In addition, there are a large number of police private item, many of which are good.

There are thousands of high-power digital walkie-talkies, which are more useful equipment for Zhou Qingfeng and others than firearms. This walkie-talkie covers the entire New York City area and is the only reliable and convenient communication tool after a mobile phone fails.

"Put all of these things into the car." Zhou Qingfeng grouped more than fifty search squad members. The four leaders, including him, each brought a dozen or so people to clean up the floors in sections. Finally, I found that things are too much and too complicated, and I can only pick the most useful loading and take away.

"Ah ..., see what I found!" Zhou Qingfeng found boxes of ammunition. He had selected an MRAP armored vehicle as his mount. The heavy armor allowed him to ignore any obstructions. And he will shoot with the M249 machine gun on the machine gun tower, and now this box of box of point two two three ammunition provides him with continuous firepower.

While the police headquarters was being searched, a large number of people gathered in the Town Hall Square not far from police headquarters. Yesterday's bodies have been cleaned, but the blood stains on the ground are still shocking. Nieto stands in the crowd, panicking.

The scene of the forklift attack is still fresh in memory. The people who joined Zetas gangster with Nieto are now very few. He thinks he is very lucky.

But if you are really lucky, Nieto will not panic anymore. He should actually have escaped yesterday, but he was a step slower when he ran away. Guzman, as the leader of gangster, scared him paralyzed with a loud drink. The result was that the next day he still stood on the Town Hall Square, preparing for the establishment of New York Republic.

"The **** New York Republic is just a joke. So many people are still dead." Nieto looked outside the square, where there were a large number of people coming from Brooklyn. Unlike usual, Zetas gangster is very cautious in recruiting staff this time, and has higher requirements for personnel.

According to physical fitness, shape and ability, Zetas gangster only recruited about 300 people this time. This disappointed the tens of thousands of other people who failed to join, and these people began to wander around Manhattan like locusts.

Yes, another tens of thousands. There were tens of thousands of people yesterday, and tens of thousands more today. Nieto feels that in the days to come, I am afraid that it will become more and more sad.

"Nieto." There was a loud bang.

Nieto shuddered, and turned around to see the beard Guzman approaching him, "Come here, from now on, you are the head of the seventh team. These ten people will be under your command. Take them to dinner, By the way, arrange their accommodation. Remember, if anyone is disobedient, shoot him. "

Guzman re-tapped Nieto on the back, indicating that he remembers that he still carries a rifle and a pistol. The Nieto has somehow become the leader of a small team. In fact, he will not shoot at all. He is a 19-year-old Mexican farmer.

But now ...

Nieto straightened his chest, learning the fierce appearance of Guzman, striding forward to his ten men, cursing first, followed by kicking. When someone finally could not resist, he turned his rifle **** and smashed the other party **** the ground.

Waiting for the whole team to become trembling, Nieto took them to get food. But when passing by Guzman, the real cruel man sneered and said: "You learn very fast, but you are not cruel enough. If I were, I would shoot the guy who dared to resist."

In front of Guzman, Nieto dare not look at the other person ’s face. He closed his eyes in these two days, which was a scene of flesh and blood flying on the battlefield with himself and dozens of hundreds of people. In these dreams, without exception, there is a Guzman holding a pistol and shooting behind them indiscriminately.

The so-called receiving food is just distributing some biscuits and dry bread, even without water, and can only find a way. But this treatment is already enviable. The person who joined Zetas gangster is not full of hunger? It ’s good to eat.

When receiving food, Nieto secretly drew a few bullets from his pocket and said to the food distributor: "How about a bullet for a piece of bread?"

"Two nine-millimeter pistol rounds, or one point two, two, and three rifle rounds for a piece of bread." The food distributer was a big fat man, and because of his cooking skills, he was taken in by Zetas gangster.

"Yesterday it was a pistol bullet for a piece of bread." Nieto wanted to fight.

"You also know it was yesterday? Yesterday you ate, but do n’t eat it today?" The fat cook refused, "Do you change it in the end? If you don't change, you roll, and the food will only decrease."

Nieto couldn't help it, and replaced two pieces of bread with the bullet in his hand. The ten men behind him watched the scene silently, secretly writing down the trading location and price of the food black market.

After receiving the food, Nieto took his men to a building near the city hall. After allocating his housing, he came to his room and knocked on the door, "Halley, Sofia, open the door, I am back."

There was a sound of heavy objects moving behind the door, and then a slit was opened. The woman inside held a pistol and looked out alertly, confirming that it was Nieto before opening the door.

The two women were rewarded by him yesterday. Halle is a young black girl in her early twenties. Sofia is a Mexican woman in her thirties.

"I brought you food, but no water." Nieto took out the bread he had exchanged for bullets.

In Zetas gangster, women did not distribute food, and the men who adopted them were responsible for bringing them food. This makes the situation of women extremely miserable.

Nieto is quite kind. Last night, he and the two women went crazy for the night, because he likes the young and beautiful Halle, and naturally divides the food for the other party.

Sophia did not say much about the injustice of this distribution. Instead, she tore up her own half and handed it over to Nieto, saying, "You should eat more. If you have water, I have collected some, enough for us to drink for two days."

In just a few words, the teenage Halli had finished her portion of bread, and her eyes were still on the portion Sofia had let out. Nieto looked at it and said, "Then give it to Halle, I'm already full."

Hally almost rushed, grabbed the bread from Sofia ’s hands, swallowed the food into her stomach in three or five mouths, and then began to hug the Nieto ’s neck with various coquettish and flattering, and a few minutes of effort took Nieto Pulled into the room and started to pop.

Listening to the strange noises in the room, Sophia silently finished her own loaf of bread, and silently sat in a daze in the living room of the room. (To be continued.)