Hong Youwen immediately couldn't sit still and rushed over to touch the killing machine up and down with his hands. The intoxicated expression on his face looked as vulgar as possible.
"This is much cooler than the power armor I saw in Vault 9, and it's also easy-to-carry nanotechnology. What kind of difficult mission is your Vault 34 performing?"
Hearing this, Wan Qingqiu showed a look of uneasiness on his face, and he quickly said: "I don't know if the manager is dead."
Each shelter has its own mission, such as rebuilding civilization or deciphering the cause of the doomsday, etc. The resources and talents will be allocated differently depending on the mission.
The mission of Vault 34 is to protect Vault 0, and the mission of Vault 0 is to execute the final "Annihilation Plan", which must be kept strictly confidential.
Feng Yunhe slapped away the hands that were touching him, and said in an elder's tone: "Children, don't ask about adults' matters!"
"Feel sorry."
Hong Youwen retracted his hand angrily and smiled apologetically at Feng Yunhe.
Naturally, he also knew some of the taboos of the shelter. Just now he was too excited and said the words without thinking.
Feng Yunhe patted him on the shoulder and gave him a "nothing" look, but he shrank his neck in fear because of the ferocious helmet shape.
"Let's talk about the battle plan."
Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, Wan Qingqiu changed the subject.
"The Zha tribe is located in the suburbs more than 20 kilometers away. There is a villa area there. The slave owner Zha Xiaotian built fortifications around the villa area.
According to what I had previously photographed with a drone and supplemented by tanks, although there were more than 5,000 people in the Zha tribe, there were only more than 300 armed men.
In addition to Lord Cha Xiaotian’s tank, which I don’t know whether it can still fire, they also have rocket-propelled grenades PRG, which we need to be careful about..."
"etc!"
Feng Yunhe raised his hand to stop Wan Qingqiu, then turned to look at the three Free Army soldiers sitting there.
"How dare you use your little water pipes to fight RPGs? And you still rescued more than 4,000 slaves. If they are provoked and start attacking indiscriminately, do you know how heavy the casualties will be?"
"Of course we do."
Gu Man looked directly at Feng Yunhe, with a firm gaze that seemed to penetrate his ferocious helmet and see his eyes.
“When we joined the Free Army, we were prepared to die in battle.
Moreover, it is a very difficult task to rescue all the oppressed compatriots in the world, and it is impossible to do it perfectly without any casualties. "
Feng Yunhe nodded in admiration, and then retorted from the perspective of slaves: "Then have you ever thought that between death and being oppressed, they would choose to be oppressed?"
Hong Youwen stood up excitedly, patted the table and said: "How is it possible? We are civilized human beings, not livestock that can be kept in captivity. We must stand up and resist even if we risk our lives!"
"Eh!"
Feng Yunhe waved his hand for him to sit down, and then turned his gaze to Tank, who had been silent.
"There is an old saying that 'it is better to die than to live'. Not everyone has the courage to risk their lives in the face of oppression. Otherwise, there would be no need to wait for your Free Army. Those slaves would have resisted with all their might.
Yes, there is no difference between a slave with a hoe resisting a slave owner armed with a hot weapon and seeking death, but even if there are more than 4,000 pigs, if they really dare to fight hard, they can at least take a piece of meat from the slave owner.
Having said all that, I don’t think it’s wrong to be afraid of death, because I am also afraid of death. That's why I want to remind you that you have to think about those slaves who don't want to risk their lives. "
"That's not right."
Hong Youwen scratched the back of his head. Feng Yunhe said that he began to doubt the past Warring States period.
"We suffered heavy casualties when we rescued slaves before, but none of those people said we didn't do a good job."
Feng Yunhe rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Of course the survivors won't say anything, but can you guarantee that the dead people have no objections?"
He now understood why two or three people dared to tease the tiger's beard. It turned out that it was done with the life of a slave.
It's just that the slaves benefited in the end. It can't be said that the Free Army did something wrong.
"Then what can we do? If the slave owner takes the slave as a hostage, we can't just capture him, right?"
Hong Youwen shrugged and spread his hands and said, anyway, he had no better way.
You can't stop resisting just because you're afraid of death, right?
Feng Yunhe thought for a while, felt that what he said made sense, and asked: "Then what is your plan?"
"Let the tanks take us into the arsenal, distribute thermal weapons to the slaves, and let them fight with us!"
Hong Youwen directly stated the old method.
"Is it possible to use a decapitation plan?"
Feng Yunhe analyzed it carefully.
"As long as the slave owner dies, those lackeys will definitely fall into a leaderless and chaotic state, and they will not be able to organize a good defense force."
"Conditions don't allow it."
Hong Youwen smiled bitterly.
"Generally, slave owners will have guards around them. If we can't complete the beheading in a short time, more lackeys will soon come to support us, and by then we will be like turtles in a jar.
We only have small water pipes and don't have the high technology of power armor, so we don't dare to gamble on the success rate of completing the beheading.
As long as you sneak into the arsenal and distribute hot weapons to the slaves, you can quickly form a resistance force, which is much safer than beheading the head. "
The helmet turned into liquid and dispersed, revealing Feng Yunhe's head. He picked up a cigarette and lit it, saying, "Then let's do it this time. I'll behead him while you go to the weapons depot."
"You want to help us?!"
Gu Man was so excited that he stood up directly.
She was already very satisfied with being able to treat him to a roast chicken and take him in for the night. Now in the meeting, she could only think of helping analyze the situation, but she didn't expect that she would actually want to help them.
I really can’t even think about it!
"Yes, let's make friends with your Free Army."
Feng Yunhe said straight to the point.
He has not even solved his own safety, so he will definitely not meddle in other people's affairs to save slaves. The reason why he does this is to hook up with the Free Army.
These three people have not been polluted by society's dye vat. They may not understand the implicit statement, so they must make it clear.
"Thank you, it's our honor to be friends with you."
Hong Youwen stretched out his hand towards Feng Yunhe.
"Me too."
Feng Yunhe smiled and shook his hand.
Wan Qingqiu also stood up from his seat, raised his hand and pointed in a direction and said: "That's the weapons depot of Vault 34. Don't use those little toys you had before. Go in and choose some weapons you like. "
As soon as he finished speaking, the complete wall suddenly revealed a gap, and slowly rose to reveal a room full of weapons.
Only then did Feng Yunhe notice that this woman had changed her attire. Her long black wavy hair was tied up into a ponytail. The black silk stockings, hip-covering skirt and high heels were no longer in use, and she was now wearing the same black combat uniform as him. , but the greatness on the chest is still quite straight.
How amazing is this woman's figure!
"Thanks."
The three members of the Free Army thanked Wan Qingqiu and walked directly towards the weapons depot without any hesitation.
After the three people left, Wan Qingqiu turned back to Feng Yunhe, smiled slightly, held his head high and said:
"Isn't it beautiful?"
"Yeah, it's quite cute."
Feng Yunhe's expression was calm, and he was no longer shy as before.
Didn't this woman say that there was something wrong with him? Then there was something wrong with him. He was actually a woman, and she had the ability to take a shower and sleep together at night!
Little Karami!
Of course, he only dared to be happy in his heart.
"cute?"
Wan Qingqiu wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction.
In a high-EQ social network, if you insist on praising an ugly person, the best word is cute, which applies to both men and women.
"You are so cute!"
"I know I'm cute, I don't need you to remind me."
Feng Yunhe shook his head proudly, not giving him a chance to regain the victory, and decisively turned around and left to pack his things.
Although he had shot at people before, no blood was seen. But just now he had taken over the beheading task, so he had to be fully prepared in advance.
To be honest, whether in his hometown or in Pangu, he didn't have much resistance to killing people. Maybe this is the talent of human beings.
No matter how gentle the human race is, there must be a sadistic nature dormant in their bodies that is excited by the sight of blood.
Moreover, the target was a slave owner who took pleasure in killing and enslaving his kind. Not only did he not feel any discomfort, but he was also slightly excited.
When Feng Yunhe came out of Vault 0, the nano-powered armor had turned into jewelry, and there were more than a dozen fist-sized iron eggs hanging on his exposed belt.
Tear gas, flash bombs, shock bombs, smoke bombs, high explosive bombs, electromagnetic pulse grenades, etc...
There is no way, the power armor is loaded with energy weapons, which consumes a lot of energy. The energy source embedded in the belt is simply not enough to cover the firepower several times.
The fear of insufficient firepower has been engraved in his bones. In order to prevent the fire from suddenly stopping in the middle of the battle, he prepared more external weapons.
In fact, he could also use his awakened abilities, but he found that it was only suitable for close combat for the time being, and it was too limited.
"then."
Seeing Feng Yunhe, Wan Qingqiu raised his hand and threw a glass vessel the size of his index finger to him.
"This is nutrient solution. Drink it first, so as not to be hungry and weak later in the battle."
Feng Yunhe raised his hand to catch the glassware, looked at the light blue liquid in it and said, "Is it not expired?"
"Then don't drink."
Wan Qingqiu rolled his eyes and was too lazy to talk to this guy anymore.
I have eaten the sesame oil and chili noodles that have been stored in Shelter 34 for so long, and now I am worried about whether the nutrient solution has expired. This is really cute.
Feng Yunhe glanced at the three Free Army soldiers who were holding empty glassware and licking their lips, decisively opened the mouth of the ampoule, raised his head and poured the liquid into his mouth.
What can I say about the taste? It's slightly sweet and quite delicious.
As the nutrient solution flows into the stomach bag, the feeling of hunger disappears quickly, and the body feels obviously full of strength.
Feng Yunhe still remembers that after eating junk food in his hometown, although he was no longer hungry, his energy was not restored at all.
And now this feeling only occurs after eating high-protein food, which shows that this nutrient solution is really nutritious.
"Are you all ready? Let's go when we are."
Wan Qingqiu stood in front of the door, and the gear-shaped metal door on the outside slowly slid sideways. This scene made her back appear heroic, like a Valkyrie about to kill everyone.
As the door of the shelter was fully opened, the incandescent light shone out, and the situation in the dirty ditch outside came into Feng Yunhe's eyes.
"Something's wrong."
"What's wrong?"
Wan Qingqiu was posing with one hand on his hip when he heard the voice and involuntarily shrank his neck.
She is afraid of mice!
Feng Yunhe passed her to the outside of the shelter, turned on the flashlight and shined the light on the bones floating in the ditch.
"With the appetite of those rats, there's no reason why they shouldn't chew these bones."
He had seen the rats chewing up the iron sheets. Even if these bones were a little old, they would still taste better than the iron sheets, right?
Hearing this, Wan Qingqiu breathed a sigh of relief. She thought there were rats hiding in the ditch to ambush her.
"Maybe it's because you had enough to eat yesterday. Stop being suspicious."
"All right."
Feng Yunhe felt that what she said made sense. After all, iron sheets, glass, and tire rubber were not easy to digest. Those guys had been full for several days.
"Let's go!"
"Must win!"
"..."
...
Along the way, Feng Yunhe always felt like a soft thing was deliberately leaning against him. He knew what it was, but he didn't say it out loud.
He understood that Wan Qingqiu was afraid of the dark and mice, and rubbed herself against him because he could bring her a sense of security.
So, he suffered a little loss and let her take advantage of it a little bit.
This is out of the protection of his teammates, and it is definitely not the soft fullness that makes him want to have wild thoughts and desires.
Ahem, he is a gentleman.
The journey was uneventful. Even after passing yesterday's T-junction, no rats were encountered. Everyone thought the rats were too full to pay attention to them.
Walking out of the subway station onto the ground, the early morning sunlight shone on everyone's faces, and the warm feeling dispelled the discomfort in the dark sewers.
Led by Tank, a 'local', the five of them carefully walked through the abandoned steel jungle. After walking seven or eight kilometers, they discovered something unusual.
In the shadows of the shops beside the mottled streets, several fat rats were sleeping soundly. Even across the species gap, one could clearly see the contentment and comfort on their faces.
The five people did not disturb them and continued to move forward cautiously. However, they later found a few mice lying in almost every shadow, all of them looking very satisfied.
Feng Yunhe glanced at Wan Qingqiu, who was almost hanging on him, forced himself to calm down his turbulent heart, and whispered to the tank leading the way:
"Why do these rats sleep just on our route to the settlement? Do you have any explanation?"
Hearing this, Tank's pupils, which had been feeling inexplicably uneasy, suddenly shrank, and his brain troubled by doubts suddenly became clear.
"They should be full."
Tank's eyes were blood red and his body was trembling slightly as he said everything he had thought about.
