Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 790: Untitled

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As the fifth largest city in the United States, Philadelphia was also bombed by a nuclear bomb, and the whole city was black. The old Harris still remembers the scene when he entered Philadelphia three months ago. There are ruins and broken walls everywhere, and the remains of charred corpses are still the same after three months.

Think that Washington is almost cleaned up by Mutant. The ruler of Philadelphia still has nothing to do. Old Harris felt fortunately that he had escaped from a sinking broken ship for the first time.

Philadelphia ’s current population is less than half a million, roads are broken, and the market is sluggish. The ruler did not provide effective relief at all. Many people gathered together were fleeing. The first thought of the old Harris who drove back was to go to the Philadelphia refinery to get some useful manpower.

Philadelphia has a large refinery that processes more than 300,000 barrels of crude oil per day. It is a subsidiary of Delta Air Lines. This refinery supplies 80% of Delta ’s domestic fuel. But when the old Harris arrived here, he found that the refinery was blown up.

Many people on the site of the oil refinery are picking up debris and dismantling some useful pipes and storage tanks for transportation. To be honest, the old Harris never cared about the people here in the past, but today I found that the people here seem a bit familiar.

Why is this group of guys so similar to the Mutant in Washington, so dismantle whatever you catch!

Old Harris walked over to several demolition workers. He just looked at the food held in the other side and immediately confirmed that he had encountered a partner-this group of guys was holding a paste-like protein powder. This thing can only be provided by the Washington group.

"Hi ..., can I ask about the situation? Rest assured, I am not malicious." When the old Harris approached, the workers on the opposite side all felt their weapons. He raised his hands and signaled that he was harmless. "I have a pack of" Supreme "cigarettes in my pocket, maybe it can bring us closer."

Looking at the old Harris driving a car and carrying a dozen people, the armed workers did n’t let him get too close, the leading one shouted: "Throw the smoke over, I think we can talk to you."

The blank slate package, the simple LOGO ’s ‘Supreme’ cigarettes are now Wasteland hard currency, and the old Harris is only receiving such a pack after receiving the novice benefits. He felt quite distressed when he threw it out.

Take the cigarette, unpack it, and the foreman laughs suddenly: "Are you also a person of" Aurora Legion "?"

"Why do you say that? Is there a label on my face?" Old Harris is puzzled.

The foreman dispensed the cigarettes to the workers around him, took out a lighter, and took a few sips, then smiled and said, "This good thing can only be provided by the people of 'Aurora Legion'. I have encountered it before."

"Before? Are you saying that someone from the Legion has been here before?" Old Harris was a little nervous.

The foreman burst into laughter with several workers. He said with a taunt: "Sir, you are late. This has been searched once by the squad D team. We were hired by them to dismantle the equipment. "

Fuck ... This can be late too!

Old Harris think of his codename as K team, and suddenly understood that he has been preempted by many opponents in the competition.

"Look where, the residential area over there." The foreman pointed to a dilapidated house a hundred meters away from the ruins of the refinery. "Where did D team set up a shelter, they specially sent various people related to oil refining Go. Every day, where do people take luck. "

"Isn't anyone in charge?" The old Harris was amazed. He still felt that his actions were secret. How could he know that his companions and competitors had already been publicly active.

"Who is in charge?" The foreman raised the lit cigarette in his hand and smiled: "There is no one to stop it. Team D came over more than half a month ago. They used food to recruit a large number of people to work, we I am very grateful for this. It is precisely because we have a job that we can have a full stomach. "

There was a burst of laughter in the dilapidated building responsible for the containment. A dozen men and women walked out of the building, and they were carrying some of their poor luggage into a car. Seeing these people coming out, the foreman stood up and shouted, "Hey! Did you get a visa?"

"Yes, we got it. Thank God, we all got it." More than a dozen men and women heard the shouts and all responded with a loud shout. That happy smiley face was like finally boarding Noah's Ark before the flood.

"Good luck guys, congratulations!" the foreman shouted again, and the opposite men and women also expressed their joy. They laughed and got into the car with such a smile, and then left.

But when the laughter and the car sounds away, what is left is really full of sorrow and melancholy. The foreman took a sip of the cigarette and sighed, "Now a ticket to Havana is enough to change a person.

Unfortunately, we are just ordinary workers, and we must work hard for Aurora Legion to get a visa with a small probability. I really don't know how long I can work now? In case of the withdrawal of the Legion, we will be in despair again. "

If you do n’t work, you will have no food. After you finish your work, you will have no food. Old Harris once expressed deep sympathy for the situation of these workers in front of her, and fortunate that she can easily send her son to Havana. In this world, no one can live easily.

"In addition to the oil refinery, where else can we get professional technicians?" The old Harris is now worried that his companions have left nothing to himself.

The foreman shook his head slightly, "I ca n’t give you any advice. I only know that the squad A of the legion came the earliest and bought the army of the Simon commander as soon as possible. They brought all the capable personnel and supplies to the army Stole it.

Team C controlled the power supply system in Philadelphia. They also transported a large number of personnel and materials related to power supply. Team D is in the refinery, Team F controls the chemical plant, and the situation of the other teams is unclear. But it is certain that as long as they are still alive, they must be pulling people everywhere. "

After smoking a cigarette, the foreman looked at the remaining half pack of cigarettes and threw it back to the old Harris. He smiled bitterly: "The rest of the cigarettes are returned to you, try your luck elsewhere. , Maybe you can make a fortune. "

After taking the cigarettes, the old Harris watched the lunch workers start working again with tools, and he could only come out from the ruins of the scattered oil refinery, and his dignified opponents reported, "The situation is more than we thought. It ’s worse, I ’m afraid we need to put in more effort. ”

The old Harris led the team away from the ruins of the refinery, and spent another day running through the entire Philadelphia, and found that the entire city was almost infiltrated by ‘Aurora Legion’. It's ridiculous that the Simon commander who ruled here knew nothing about it, and was still worried that the enemy would come to the door.

But this is also a terrible situation for the old Harris. He finally unfolded the electronic map on his computer and found that he might have to go further to complete the task.

"Philadelphia has nothing to do with us. This is already someone else's territory. To complete the task, we must go further." Old Harris didn't think about looking at the map for too long, "We can only go to New York . "(To be continued.)