Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1738: Staring to death

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The mass is mourning, compassion, and salvation in other people ’s mass. Only the mass funded by Uncle Zhou was a joyous and happy party. The priest of the Mormon Church also reminded him whether he should reflect the subject of suffering, but Uncle Zhou blocked it in one sentence ...

"We do not lack suffering, what we lack is happiness."

Therefore, on the huge virtual screen of the sea, you can see the Holy Lady talking about hope, dreams and future, and talking about some very secular topics. For those who have had enough of world's end life, talk about how they will be better in the days to come.

Through the porthole of the bridge, Zhou Qingfeng is also watching the mass broadcast. There are UAV aerial photography in the air, the image effect is very clear. When the mass of hours went to the end, countless fireworks rose from the sea, and Zhou Qingfeng was keenly aware that there were fewer people around the virgin.

"Irene, has our President Franklin gone there?" Zhou Qingfeng asked, grabbing the intercom at hand.

The twin sisters are responsible for monitoring the entire scene at the top of the ship island. Irene replied with binoculars: "Wen Tianyu just reported that Franklin left after he delivered his speech. He said he has other work, the next thing To Vice President Rutherford. "

"But I didn't see Rutherford."

"He seems to say that he is unwell and wants to go back to the bridge lounge."

Zhou Qingfeng looked around the bridge lounge where he was alone and shook his head slightly: "That old man didn't return to the lounge, I guess he wanted to run."

In the Zhou Qingfeng's guess, no matter what the secret opponents are doing, they must withdraw their own people before they engage in destruction. As the vice president, Rutherford is not a low status, and will certainly not stay on the aircraft carrier and wait for the bad luck.

The lack of information prevents the Zhou Qingfeng from being arranged in advance, but no matter how the enemy changes, he will grab a little bit-when the enemy leader wants to go, it is when the other party wants to act.

"Silly Dog, go to the helicopter area. The old man in a wheelchair is about to run." Zhou Qingfeng jumped out of his seat. Before his action, ‘DogMeat’ lying at his feet had already rushed out of the bridge lounge.

At the moment, Bambridge Island, seven or eight kilometers away from Elliott Bay, is the big island across the bay from downtown Seattle. Several heavy military trucks drove over the sandy beach by the bay.

In order to enhance off-road capabilities, the tires of these trucks are particularly thick and the body is very high, even with protective armor. One of the military trucks turned on the lights on the breakwater by the beach. After stopping, its rectangular carriage suddenly lifted and turned 90 degrees.

The truck ’s cab opened, and Dania, wearing high-top boots, jumped down. Without binoculars, she could see the giant screen being broadcast live on Elliott Bay from far away, and a group of children's choir performances were playing on a virtual projection two to three hundred meters high.

"It's spectacular, this is what you can do with power and resources." Dania chuckled and said: "But then the people on the aircraft carrier should scream, I hope I won't scare them too."

The team is constantly jumping out of a group of well-trained men. They start to operate various equipment carried by the team and adjust the truck with a rectangular carriage. Dania asked the leader: "Are you going to hit the police ships at sea next?"

In order to protect the four aircraft carriers, multiple warning lines were placed on Elliott Bay. Among them, more than ten large and small police vessels are constantly patrolling the sea.

The team leader is directing several other trucks to approach the beach breakwater. He held binoculars and glanced over the dark sea, saying, "We will destroy several large marine police ships to create chaos. Simultaneously attack the aircraft carrier. Each aircraft carrier launches two to ensure a hit. "

"Can make 100,000 tons of aircraft carriers lose their combat value?" Dania didn't understand the power of weapons.

The team leader sneered and sneered: "A single hit is enough to destroy the keel. The damaged aircraft carrier does not need to be repaired, it can only dismantle scrap iron."

"Sounds so cool. How long will it take to complete the layout?" Dania asked.

"Half an hour is enough." the team leader said.

Dania looked at her watch and nodded.

At this time, Vice President Rutherford, who was pushed by a wheelchair, was also opening his sleeves and looking at his watch. The time for the agreed action is coming, he must leave the aircraft carrier as the mass meeting place. The reason is readily available-he is too old and has limited energy, so he escaped into life just before the attack.

"Push faster." Rutherford urged his opponent, "That little **** may be launched in advance, she may not care about my life."

There are more than a dozen bodyguards with guns around Rutherford. These are his personal cronies. He is fed by his money and is absolutely loyal to him. These people usually relied on Rutherford's power to run freely in Freemasonry, and no one could stop it.

And people always do n’t eat this set. When these guys wearing black sunglasses, wearing black suits, and holding short-barreled assault rifles crossed the lively aircraft carrier deck to the stern ...

"Stop, you are forbidden to approach." The tall and ugly Mutant head guarded in front of several helicopters. When Marcus saw Vice-President Rutherford sitting in a wheelchair, his terrifyingly festering mouth showed a grin.

Knowing that things may change, Zhou Qingfeng cannot fail to prevent it. He sent Marcus early in the morning to stay in the helicopter area at the stern of the aircraft carrier. Anyone can take a helicopter to leave, except for Vice President Rutherford.

When he saw a group of Mutant blocking their way, Rutherford and his colleagues suddenly panicked. The bodyguards did not expect this to happen, and they can still rely on power or force to fight against others, but Mutant does not eat this set-no one is strong, and the barrel is not thick.

Rutherford ’s assistant quickly stepped forward to identify himself. But Marcus looked at the pretentious vice chairman in the wheelchair, but said sullenly: "Sorry, my sir asked me to wait for the sir, the vice chairman. He rushed over immediately, some questions want to ask one or two."

In the face of the barbaric Mutant, others dare not speak. Rutherford can only push the wheelchair forward, and he is not humble and authoritative, saying: "Please tell your Excellency Hugo Army Commander, if you have any questions to wait for tomorrow. I am tired, please do n’t embarrass an elderly person in a wheelchair . "

For others, this may work. No matter what the other party said, Mutant is not a bird. Either win them, or you have to follow their command line and say everything else is nonsense. Marcus sneered so hummingly, Rutherford's heart straightened.

In no time, ‘DogMeat’ ran from behind. Silly Dog ran around Rutherford and the others, and finally bared his teeth at the old man for a long time. It is well known that there is a mechanical dog in Zhou Qingfeng. Seeing ‘DogMeat’ is equivalent to seeing the head of the regiment.

In this case, Rutherford knew what was going to happen. He immediately ordered the change of direction-leaving the carrier not only had a convenient helicopter, but also a ferry on the side of the ship. The people on the aircraft carrier came by ferry.

But when the old man turned around, the smiling Victor Hugo regiment commander had followed him. Uncle Zhou asked like a cat and a mouse: "Your Excellency Rutherford, I was just looking for you. Surely you do n’t mind answering a few questions?"

The two looked at each other, and Vice President Rutherford felt that he could not escape.