Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 178: Damn Spam

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New York, Queens, John. Fitzgerald JFK International Airport, Terminal 7.

This terminal was built more than thirty years ago, but it has been renovated in recent years and is still luxurious. The space inside the terminal building is wide, and the auxiliary facilities are complete. It has become one of the top five leaders of Skull and Bones Society-the official residence and command center of Fernando Reisno.

In the VIP lounge of the terminal, Fernando Resno is listening to Richard ’s action report. Unlike several other Skull and Bones Society leaders who were born rashly, this Brazilian is from a rich family and has always considered himself to be elegant in style. Fighting as a soldier is just to prove that he is different.

"You mean, there is a guy named Victor Hugo who intervenes in your actions and causes your failure, right?" Fernando sat on the leather sofa, shaking the wine at hand, with a chuckle in his mouth. Seeing Richard want to open his mouth, he shook his head slightly and said, "No, no, don't explain. I don't want to hear any explanation. I just want the old man Alan Derek.

I need him to deactivate the Aurora ’s security defense system, activate the central intelligence on board, and tell me how to make the two nuclear reactors on board work properly. Of course, now the two nuclear reactors are indeed working normally, but without Allen Derek, I am always not at ease. "

Fernando Resno is very satisfied with the "Aurora", very satisfied, extremely satisfied. Satisfied, he was unable to gain control of the ship because the highly intelligent control center was closed.

Only the captain and the first officer have the authority to restart the control center. Now that the captain has disappeared, the first officer Alan Derek becomes the key. Without Alan Derek, the value of the "Aurora" would be greatly reduced.

"Richard, I trust you very much. I also know that you are working very hard for me, so I will not treat you badly. And I do n’t have anything else in my hands. Have a meal and continue to work. "Fernando Resno waved his hand, beckoning Richard to go," I hope to see you next time and hear your good news. "

The whole work report is basically a performance by Fernando Resno alone. Richard ca n’t insert a word, and he feels very depressed. He ran to the restaurant of the terminal alone, and the cook prepared something for him to "eat well".

"Uh ... what's this?" Richard looked at the pink meat on his plate and felt ..., it was a bad feeling. He was clearly hungry, but he was kind of repulsive to the food in front of him.

The cook said coldly, "Spam."

"Spam luncheon meat?"

"Yes."

"Damn, I hate luncheon meat." Richard took a fork and ate a small piece, which was very greasy. If it was before the cataclysm, I am afraid that the poorest homeless would not eat it. But now the senior detective in his dignified Skull and Bones Society intelligence office actually eats this.

"Mr. Richard, don't you eat the rest?" A man from the action office stepped over to see Richard's remaining piece of meat.

"You eat." Richard felt full.

In less than half a minute, the men ate the rest of the Spam, as if it was an expression that was never enough. Richard couldn't help but ask, "Do you think it's delicious?"

"I haven't eaten meat for a week and it feels delicious." He wiped the oil from his mouth and said with a smile: "It is said that a lot of canned Spam lunch meat has been shipped from the sea to the black market recently , Mr. Resno bought all these cans and sent them to his soldiers as military supplies. "

"Large? If there is a lot, will no one grab it?"

"Because it is not a one-time shipment, and the people who sell canned food are very careful, they also recruited some children in the black market to transport and trade for him, and they ca n’t grab much. And because this batch of canned food solves a large part Regarding the issue of military supplies, Mr. Resno has ordered that the transaction continue. "

Lunch meat is also a normal consumer food. Some people like it and others do n’t. The news was a chat after dinner, which should have been forgotten, but when Richard was about to leave, a sloppy lame man came to him and sat down with a clatter.

"Chef, give me a lunch." The lame man greeted him, he looked at Richard with a straight smile, and reached out and said: "Hi ... Richard, my name is Guzman, from now on We are partners. "

Richard looked stunned, "What partner are you talking about?"

"Mr. Resno said that you are in trouble. There is a kid named Victor Hugo that is giving you a headache. So he sent me to help." Guzman chuckled and said, "I'm happy to do this for you."

Richard's complexion collapsed again, "You are the Guzman who tried to assassinate Mr. Resno and found that something is not right now?"

"Ah, yes." Guzman is thick-skinned and doesn't care about the sarcasm in Richard's words. "Trust me, I know Victor Hugo very well. I will definitely help you catch that **** kid, chop Open his head, cut off his limbs, cut open his stomach, and let him go to hell. "

Guzman gestures with hands and feet, very eloquent. But when the cook brought a copy of Spam, he turned his face and yelled, "Why is it Spam again? I have been here for three days, breakfast Spam, Chinese food Spam, dinner is Spam, don't you order anything else?"

"What I sell in the black market, I will do what I do here, don't ask too much." The chef doesn't care about Guzman's complaint, a bad attitude of `` eat as much as you like, don't eat and pull down ''.

"Damn it." Guzman can't help it either. He looked at the pink meat, there was a kind of pain and helplessness to see God. But even so he could only eat it with nausea.

The Spam stuff is not bad at first, and it tastes good. But if this greasy and greasy food is eaten every day, it can drive people crazy.

Looking at Guzman frowning and stuffing Spam cans into his mouth with pain, Richard was sad for the other side. He asked aside: "What is the status of Victor Hugo in the Brotherhood of Steel? I want to know more details."

"What else can I do? Like me, be an mercenary and be dispatched to assassinate Mr. Resno. But how could the kid rescue Alan Derek, I do n’t know. I only know that kid It ’s very important, you must be careful to protect him from embankment, maybe when you will suffer a big loss. "

Guzman said while eating, and complained of the disgusting taste of Spam with an extremely resentful expression, "Who the **** is this Spam? I hate this person, he ruined my last good feeling about food, which is simply It's just forcing me to eat dog * shit. I hate him, hate him, hate him! "

"This seems to be from Victor Hugo." The action team member said weakly.

"What?" Guzman and Richard exclaimed, and they both felt something extremely bad happened.

The man in the action team was frightened by a scream, and the tone was again three points lower, saying: "This is an open secret, but everyone ’s heart is not up to the public. Now people on the black market know that these canned foods are sent from Victor Hugo. Of. "

"Will that guy poison the can?" Richard turned pale, and he thought of conspiracy the first time.

Everyone looked at the chef who cooks Spam again, but the chef stalked his neck and sneered, "Who would poison the canned food nearly a hundred years ago? The age of this thing can be my grandfather."

"Almost a hundred years ago?" Richard and Guzman were even more surprised.

An empty Spam tin can was thrown out, and after seeing the year label on it, Richard and Guzman both felt like crying. They actually ate canned American troops during World War II. This thing once made the US soldiers frightened!

Guzman was dazed first, then stunned, and finally mad. He scolded loudly: "Asshole Victor Hugo, he actually gave me this **** canned food, I will kill him!" (Unfinished.)