Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1677: Provoking
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With the armored convoy, they slaughtered a refugee camp, which was a moment of enthusiasm for Tony Parker. He has never planned to do things. Today, he never thinks about tomorrow. He lives only for happiness, only for himself-anyway, everything will be fine, he believes that the goddess of luck is on his side.
After the slaughter, Tony Parker didn't feel any trouble. But he immediately spread the news that ‘the massacre was done by Victor Hugo’. This kind of idea for him was a hand in hand and he reacted naturally.
Rejection, stolen goods, shirk, these are the necessary skills of the little bastard, Tony Parker cooked can not be cooked anymore. Anyway, there is no truth in his mouth, nonsense lies come casually. You can lie, you can lie, you can lie, you can fool, you can fool, and if you ca n’t figure it out, you can run away.
The world's end is almost three years old, and Tony Parker is relying on this trick and the David Lawrence signboard everywhere. He is a man who has never had a headache for difficulties. He has always had a smooth ride, and he has never encountered any troubles-when there is trouble, it is also a headache for others. He just causes trouble.
And this time, Tony Parker made trouble for Zhou Qingfeng. After rumours were planted, he randomly found a place to sleep. According to years of experience, he subconsciously felt that there will be no small storms in the next few days, and it is better to avoid the wind.
However, the opponent met by Tony Parker this time is Zhou Qingfeng, which is also a person who does not play cards according to the routine.
The refugee camp beside the highway was massacred. The incident pointed directly to the Victor Hugo with the Mutant guard, and even the so-called survivors stood up to testify.
All kinds of news flew back and forth on the radio. After a night of fermentation, the armed refugees on the outskirts of Salt Lake City decided to join forces to discuss an argument-come to appease us, we want food, medicine and various living supplies, And women and wine, everything.
Otherwise we will rebel and destroy if we are not happy.
This is the routine for armed refugees to make trouble. They do n’t care about who died. They didn't even go to the scene of the slaughter at all, because the reason for the trouble was already there, and the slaughter was not important at all.
The mighty armed refugees began to accumulate. They came out of various camps, drove motorcycles or trucks, and went down the road toward the city center. The speed of the crowd is not fast, so that it is convenient for people who continue to join along the way.
The army responsible for defending Salt Lake City did not stand up to stop it. The clergy of the church tried to appease but was kicked aside. The huge crowd rushed forward, along with noisy horns and screams.
"Trial Victor Hugo."
"Maintain our power."
"Give us enough daily necessities, we want alcohol, tobacco and women."
The sparse Lala team stretches for several kilometers and looks like an unstoppable wave. They brought together 20,000 or 30,000 people, and no one dared to stop them easily. Until ..., there was a strong whiskey smell in the air.
Um ...
Everyone took a deep breath at this moment. They were aroused by the taste of this liquor, and they could not help but speed up in the direction where the smell of wine came. Before long, someone exclaimed loudly: "Look, there is a truck in front."
No ..., not just one, but a dozen. A heavy truck appeared to be in a traffic accident and fell down on the highway leading to the center of Salt Lake City, and then more than a dozen trucks rearranged and collided with each other.
The falling truck cargo box broke, and a strong scent of wine flew out of it. At this time, someone shouted excitedly, "Oh ... It's a whisky truck. A lot of whiskey."
The crowd of people who had been moving slowly began to accelerate immediately. At this time, the fallen truck suddenly stood out in front of him, carrying a horn and shouting loudly: "Go away, these whiskeys are ours, and anyone who dares to come up will kill him."
As soon as the words fell, the armed refugees immediately opened fire. Dozens of guns banged loudly, hitting people in front of the truck trying to stop them.
Ha Ha Ha ……, seeing the blocked people flee, the armed refugees are even happier. They rushed forward with a carnival sound, towards the truck full of liquor.
The broken truck compartments were littered with packing boxes, and the broken bottles were filled with churning liquor.
The armed refugees running at the forefront ripped open the box and grabbed a bottle of whiskey. These people opened the cap and pour it into the mouth, drank half of the bottle at once, and then came out loud.
Eastern people are more restrained in drinking. Westerners, both men and women, have a large proportion of alcoholism. And in world's end, no matter who needs a sip of refreshing wine. Liquor has become a popular and popular commodity. The largest volume of goods exported by Aurora Legion are tobacco and alcohol.
For armed refugees, at most, some food and medicine were obtained from the Brotherhood government agencies. In order to drink alcohol, they will pour valuable sterile alcohol into their stomachs. And now this opportunity to openly drink is too rare.
Who remembers the trouble of finding Victor Hugo at this time? It's serious to get a few bottles of wine home.
The turbulent crowd quickly overwhelmed the convoy where the "car accident" occurred. People were soon dissatisfied with getting liquor from the overturned truck compartment. They smashed the compartments of the following trucks and trucks, as if opening Alibaba. A treasure trove of surprises.
"There are cigarettes here."
"Damn it, let go, this is mine."
"Don't want anyone to get close, this car belongs to us now."
The chaotic scene soon became chaotic, and people began to shout and shout. When words cannot determine the outcome, force comes in handy.
A sniper rifle was carried on the Zhou Qingfeng hundreds of meters away. He took a cold look through the scope and shrugged. "They don't need us to provoke, they can fight by themselves."
The voice of Ellie came from the intercom, "Victor, another group of armed refugees also came. They should have smelled of alcohol and are accelerating."
The scene of the accident was at a traffic fork. Zhou Qingfeng specially chose this place to arrange a serial meter. He originally wanted to seduce two armed refugee teams to fight, and now things are simpler than he expected.
The armed refugees were originally a group of people who joined together to march towards the city center. Now encountering the seemingly ownerless whiskey lying down on the road, these guys who should have joined hands and united immediately exposed the selfishness.
The gunshots sounded like popping beans, and the scene of the battle caused many casualties. When the goods are not allocated enough, reducing the number of people allocated is the best way. These people were already brave and fierce, and they didn't obey anyone, and they were killed when they collided together.
What Zhou Qingfeng needs to do is not let anyone leave easily, nor let any team take the advantage, so that people who compete for it will feel that they can gain a lot if they work harder. The people he arranged were located around the scene of the ‘car accident’, and the entire scene could easily be included in the firepower range.
Bang ..., a sniper rifle with a silencer ejected a bullet and hit the brain of a machine gunner opposite. That machine gunner was operating an M2HB on the top of a Hummer car, and it was so powerful that no one else could get close, and could only escape. Those who break the balance must be killed.
While looking for the next target, Zhou Qingfeng said on the intercom: "Let these guys play happier, fierce, and have a bitter hatred. In this way, they will be more angry when they are in trouble with Tony Parker in the future. Not difficult, I will too. "