Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1029: Survivor
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"To be honest, I really don't know if I should sympathize with these Africans, or should I hate them? They have done all the evil I can think of." Qin Ming stood in front of several bones, and his mind was uneasy.
Ok was under pressure, or fled to the advance team. To this end, he had to personally take twenty hands down for simple training and open his loot warehouse to the advance team.
The warehouse is a block that was ordered to be blocked by Oke. It belongs to the private boss and symbolizes his power and status. But in fact, Ock himself grabbed this area from other people. He had only been there a few times, and he didn't know what was inside.
On the surface, this is where food, gasoline, and firearms are stacked. But if you go deep in this building area, no one can tell what is in it?
In the early stage of the inventory, all the decaying and corrupt waste was found in the warehouse. Maybe they were bright when they were just robbed a year ago, but now they are useless.
Another disgusting thing is the massive accumulation of corpses here. I don't know if it was the **** who had slaughtered here. Hundreds of corpses were placed on the ground, both men and women. One can imagine the **** and brutal events that occurred here and there.
The bones in front of Qin Ming are obviously children, especially the young ones, but they have not escaped the disaster. You should know that the commander of Aurora Legion has always been considered cold-hearted and ruthless, but at least it has some limits. In Africa, there is no limit to anything.
"We can't manage these things, let's complete our own tasks." Mr. Fuller patted Qin Ming's shoulder, sighed and continued to walk into the warehouse area of Oak. This area is composed of a street with many things stacked in the open air.
"I found cotton." Qin Ming took the lead in finding a large amount of lint cotton. These rough-processed cottons were piled up in a house. Some cotton is damaged due to rain and moisture, and when there are still many packages intact and well preserved.
"Cotton is an important export product of Angola, and the people who robbed it may want to sell a good price in the future, but unfortunately there is no chance for this guy. How much cotton is there?" Mr. Fuller tried to determine the quantity, but he soon discovered There are dozens of containers filled with cotton around the house.
"So much cotton is enough to provide clothes for tens of thousands of people. But what is the use of so much cotton? We have no plans to develop the textile industry." Qin Ming laughed. He hoped to find goods such as food, but obviously there is nothing to eat here.
"We can use these cottons to make the simplest cotton clothes. Believe me, people today are extremely afraid of the cold. Winter will come again, and the sales of cotton clothes are definitely good." Mr. Fuller laughed.
Following the search, rotted bananas, rusty construction machinery, and rubber piled up randomly were found. The only thing that can come in handy right now is canned cocoa beans, which are no more than a few. In addition, there is some tobacco in a room.
However, when he saw the tobacco, Qin Ming immediately released the rifle behind him and looked around with caution. His sudden tension made Mr. Fuller very uneasy and quickly whispered, "What happened?"
The block as an open-air warehouse is very deserted, and even the guards are reluctant to stay. [Zero ↑ Nine △ Small ↓ Said △ Net] No strangers here, gray and depressed, the mottled building wall is permeated with corruption, a little grass grows on the ground, various debris are piled up randomly, a desolate scene .
"Someone lives here." Qin Ming pointed to a jar containing tobacco. Compared to the dust everywhere, this jar is not only very clean, but also has some soot left behind after smoking.
"Maybe it was Ok's men who sneaked in. The tobacco stuff is very tight." Mr. Fuller speculated. "These mobsters are not rulers, maybe the guards who guard this place did it." "
"If it is a guard, they can take this jar away, there is no need to hide here and smoke. I actually felt someone was hiding somewhere somewhere nearby, and came out to smoke when the wind was out." Qin Ming's hand Touching your shoulder, you need to press the intercom to call someone.
But Mr. Fuller immediately stopped saying: "Don't, don't, maybe people who took refuge in the city. We may be able to help them."
"I'm not a bad guy, and I don't want to help strangers who are unfamiliar and difficult to distinguish between friends and friends." Qin Ming still has to press the intercom. "At this time, it is the right choice to find a partner to help."
While Qin Ming's hands were on his shoulders, a clear sip came from above them: "Boy, if you dare to disturb me, I will smash your head."
At this time, Qin Ming was still, but Mr. Fuller was shocked. The latter quickly looked up and saw a white girl with ponytail braids on the stairs of the second floor of the house. He immediately raised his hand and shouted: "Don't shoot, the gunshots will attract the guards. And we are not malicious. "
Mr. Fuller ’s cry distracted the girl. Qin Ming used his opponent ’s trance to flash his body in a few seconds, and the cat hid behind the wall of the house.
ponytail braided the girl immediately, and was about to shoot when the muzzle was turned. But Mr. Fuller was standing still, still raising his hands and shouting: "For God's sake, don't you shoot. Otherwise, the trouble will be great."
The girl stood on the spot and pointed the gun at Mr. Fuller, but Qin Ming slipped quietly down the wall to the other side. But it didn't take long for him to walk back backwards, and another, taller, white girl aimed at him with a gun and approached slowly.
"Everyone, I say you all calm down. We are not the mob occupying this city, on the contrary, this child belongs to the power from the United States, he came to perform the rescue mission. I am the survivor rescued by them, I I can swear to God that I am telling the truth. "
Mr. Fuller tried his best to persuade Qin Ming to put down his gun. He couldn't let it go, both guns were pointing at him. But the two white girls who suddenly appeared were silent for a long time after glancing at each other.
The ponytail braided girl is younger and is estimated to be the same age as Qin Ming. She asked the tall girl: "What should I do now?"
Tall girl, like her seventeen or eighteen, short hair, sportswear, holding a double-barreled shotgun in her hand, but no answer. After a while, she said, "Tie them up and talk."
"I advise you not to have this kind of plan." Qin Ming said this time, "If I disappear, my companions will definitely come to me. They are the best warriors and tracking experts than me." It ’s harder to deal with. I advise you to let me go. ”
"Hehe ..." The tall girl sneered, "Cute little boy, are you threatening me?"
“I ’m not threatening, I ’m just stating the facts. I guess you must be hiding in a nearby basement or sewer to survive. This kind of place is not difficult to find. And you do n’t look like you live alone, you must still There are other companions. So why do n’t we cooperate? ”
In the face of the muzzle, Qin Ming ’s head turned faster than usual. "Looking at the color of your skin should have been living underground for a long time. Do you still have food? Are there medicines? Is there a future? And I can help you, just like we helped Mr. Fuller."
The two girls obviously hesitated, but the ponytail braided girl carefully observed for a long time, and suddenly asked, "You are not old, why did you come here from the United States?"
"My righteous father asked me to exercise." Qin Mingjue felt that the current exercise is really too exciting, and the muzzle of the black hole is not so fun.
"Your father-in-law's status does not seem to be low." The ponytail braided girl sneered and said, "Let this old man go back and report, and you will stay with us as a hostage. Let your people come here again in the evening.
My conditions cannot be changed, otherwise I would rather shoot and smash your talking head now, and then come up with a solution to the subsequent troubles. "
Qin Ming sighed in annoyance and continued to take a deep breath. He looked at the ponytail braid girl uncomfortably and finally nodded and agreed: "Okay."