"Young Master...Zha Zhengrong is dead and cannot go back. His father, Zha Xiaotian, will definitely send people out to search for him.
In the tribe, those who hold thermal weapons are uncles. They would not risk going out to find someone at night, and would only do it in a perfunctory manner.
In the end, this task will inevitably fall to us slaves. It is impossible for Zha Xiaotian to give the slaves hot weapons, so they are no different from food at night.
Looking at the satisfied looks on these mice, they must have had a full meal, and it is self-evident as to what they ate. "
Tank said everything he was thinking in a hoarse voice.
"Beast!"
Hong Youwen was so angry that his fists clenched.
He did not question what Tank said. After all, Tank was just uneducated, but he was not stupid.
"I'm afraid we humans are the only ones who least care about the lives of our fellow humans."
Feng Yunhe sighed, there was no anger, only deep helplessness.
Not to mention in this post-apocalyptic wasteland era, even in the peaceful era of his hometown, if he took out his mobile phone and opened a short video, he could see the viciousness of human nature in the comment area.
I don't know why, but there are always some people who will spread malice towards others without any scruples. Let alone others who have not provoked them, they don't even know them.
At first, he suspected that he had fallen into an information cocoon. These comments were deliberately generated by the system to guide him. However, when he clicked on the messages of those who made vicious comments, he found that they were all real.
Obviously everyone has the same skin color, speaks the same language, and bleeds the same blood, but some people will have extreme hatred for their compatriots and curse everyone except themselves to die.
Because of this, Feng Yunhe believed what the legal master said.
'Human nature is inherently evil. Don't you know what kind of virtue you were when you were a child? It's just that some people restrain themselves due to upbringing, morality, and laws, while some people abandon their humanity and become even more beastly than beasts. '
This is indeed the case. Feng Yunhe still remembers that when he was a child, he would pick up straight branches to swat butterflies, flowers and even crops. He would deliberately trample ants to death, flood ant nests with water, and catch spiders and centipedes to close them. Watch them fight in the same bottle.
At that time, he had no idea about pests and beneficial insects, nor did he know the difference between crops and wild flowers. He just found it interesting and fun.
Although there was no subjective malice, the behavior was vandalism and killing.
And this is considered a minor offense for him. Those who tease and bully classmates, who have read some legal knowledge somewhere and then commit crimes wantonly on the basis of their minors, are directly and subjectively malicious.
Human beings are not noble creatures from beginning to end.
Wan Qingqiu grabbed Feng Yunhe's arm with a little force, and said calmly: "Keep going, I will execute the beheading plan with you."
"good."
Feng Yunhe nodded and agreed to her proposal.
The five people continued to move forward with heavy steps. After turning the next corner, they saw a scene that made their faces change drastically.
Farm tools such as hoes and forks were scattered everywhere on the ground. The farm tools were covered with splatter traces of blood and many scraps of cloth.
In the shadows on both sides of this street, there are countless rats lying densely, each one covered in blood and sleeping soundly.
You can imagine what a tragic scene happened here not long ago.
But for some reason, none of the five people had any hatred towards these rats. Instead, they focused all their emotions on the slave owner Zha Xiaotian.
Feng Yunhe smiled mockingly to himself. Compared to man-eating rats, he actually hated slave owners who were also human beings.
"Just keep walking."
He broke away from Wan Qingqiu, who was holding his arm, passed the tank who was two steps ahead and led the way, and walked forward first.
"Wait for me."
Wan Qingqiu quickly ran after him, holding Feng Yunhe's arm again, trying his best to keep his gaze forward and not look at the mice.
She knew this was not good, but she was really afraid of mice.
Tank turned his head and looked at each other with Gu Man and Hong Youwen. They both saw the fear in each other's eyes, and at the same time, they felt amazed in their hearts.
The two people in Shelter 34 must have been too brave. Instead of taking a detour, they decided to go straight through the streets full of man-eating rats.
"Let's follow."
"Watch your feet and don't step on anything that makes a big noise."
"good."
...
sunset twilight
Outer suburbs
In a certain eight-story residential building, a figure poked out the window, holding a telescope and looking at the former luxury villa area in the distance. After observing for a while, he frowned and said behind him:
"A helicopter is coming, and there may be changes in tonight's operation."
"Do you want to change the plan?"
Feng Yunhe yawned and looked at Hong Youwen's back and asked.
It took them nearly five hours to arrive safely near the Cha clan's villa area. He originally wanted to start taking action directly, but Hong Youwen suggested waiting until nightfall so that everyone could find a place to rest first.
In fact, even if they walked with heavy loads for five hours, it would not be considered too tiring for them at all.
Gu Man and Hong Youwen used to walk in the wasteland as Free Army soldiers. I dare not say anything else, but their physical strength is definitely very strong.
Tanks were used by slave owners as livestock before, and they have been tested by facts in terms of enduring hardship and standing hard work.
Feng Yunhe and Wan Qingqiu were both enhanced with CRISPR-CaS9 gene editing technology and injected with the 'X gene' to possess superhuman abilities.
In other words, rest is not the key point, the key point is to wait until nightfall.
Feng Yunhe didn't understand it at first. They were not thieves. Is there any difference between day and night? Just rush in and beat the slave owner to death.
Gu Man, who had rescue experience, explained that according to the conditions of the Zha clan, it was impossible to energize the entire settlement. Dingtian only provided power to the houses where he and some important members lived.
The power supply equipment is usually wood generators or diesel generators purchased in the People's Union settlement. If it is a cheap generator, it will emit a lot of noise.
Once night came, except for the houses of slave owners and important members, the lighting equipment in other places were torches or kerosene lamps, which was extremely dark.
The loud noise, dim light, and the fact that some of the guards suffered from night blindness created perfect conditions for infiltration.
It was also under such circumstances that the Free Army could more easily rescue the compatriots oppressed by the slave owners. This was also the reason why Gu Man and Hong Youwen dared to attack a settlement with a population of more than 5,000.
So, the five of them found a place to rest where they could observe the Cha clan and wait for the sun to set.
Until just now, the sound of propellers drifted over their heads, waking up the five people who had closed their eyes to relax.
"I'm not sure yet whether to change the plan. Let's wait and see."
Hong Youwen replied, and then he started thinking with a solemn expression.
Logically speaking, the Zha clan could not afford a helicopter, but now a helicopter was parked in this settlement. He felt that he had overlooked some important key point.
"Okay, it's all up to you."
Feng Yunhe shrugged indifferently, then picked up the thermos cup and took a sip of water from the shelter.
In fact, he and Wan Qingqiu could rely on nano-powered armor to attack directly, but the Zha tribe had at least four to five hundred armed personnel, and they also had heavy firepower weapons.
Even if the two of them could win, the nano-power armor with weak defense would inevitably be damaged, which they didn't want to see.
The two of them do not have the ability to repair nano-powered armor. Even in the super settlement established by the People's Federation, there are only a handful of people who can repair it.
Therefore, they do not have the confidence to be reckless, and it is best to solve the problem with a plan.
To take a step back, if it can't be solved with plans, then they won't interfere.
If it works, it's okay. If it doesn't, it won't work. He doesn't care.
"..."
at the same time
In the settlement of Zha tribe
"Master Chen is missing?"
Pierce, who was wearing a full-coverage exoskeleton, looked down at the slave owner Zha Xiaotian in front of him due to his height, with an expression of 'are you kidding me' on his face.
Zha Xiaotian didn't dare to look at him, lowered his head and said vaguely: "You can't say that, it's just that we can't get in touch."
"hehe."
Pierce smiled sarcastically.
"You flattered me, but you flattered me on the horse's legs."
He is an A-level mercenary of the Golden Shield Security Group. The two mercenaries who were with Chen Mao before were his colleagues, but they were only C-level.
As the saying goes, "When a son travels thousands of miles away, his mother is worried." When Mr. Chen went to play somewhere eight or nine hundred kilometers away from Tiandu, his mother was actually firmly opposed to it at first.
In the end, it was Mr. Chen who persuaded him to act like a spoiled brat, and his mother agreed to let him go out, and also hired two C-level mercenaries from the Golden Shield Security Group to escort him.
Of course, the main reason why Chen's mother agreed was that the place where Chen Shaolai came was within the coverage of the signal station, allowing long-distance communication with Tiandu.
Chen's mother made an agreement with Mr. Chen that she must call every morning and evening to report that she was safe, otherwise she would never let Mr. Chen leave Tiandu in the future.
However, Mr. Chen did not report to Chen's mother that he was safe last night. When he contacted Golden Shield Security Group for a response, the company could not contact his two employees.
It was certain that something had happened.
So the company arranged for him, a level A, to come to investigate and make sure to see people alive and dead or corpses.
"..."
Being insulted in front of others, Zha Xiaotian, who held the power of life and death for thousands of slaves, dared not speak out in anger. He gritted his teeth and swallowed.
People are different from each other, and slave owners and residents are also different. The laws of the Human Federation will not protect living things other than the residents of the Human Federation.
Even though the law says so, in fact no one will care about killing people of the People's League outside of the People's League settlements, unless the dead people of the People's League have a good background.
The A-level mercenary from the Golden Shield Security Group in front of him fell into the category with a background.
If he dares to let people kill this mercenary in the tribe, it won't be long before a tactical nuclear bomb from the Golden Shield Security Group will travel hundreds of kilometers to bring him warmth.
For the use of tactical nuclear bombs to bomb the non-People's League settlement, the Golden Shield Security Group only needs to submit to the People's League executive the information record of the suspected killing of their employees in the settlement to avoid being punished.
Such behavior will at most only be criticized by ordinary residents on the Internet, which is not painful at all.
Therefore, he is eager to obtain the official resident status of the People's Federation. As long as he has an identity protected by the People's Federation law, he will not dare to openly drop a nuclear bomb even if others want to kill him.
Seeing the fat-headed and pig-eared slave owner in front of him, he remained silent. Pierce suddenly lost interest in humiliating him, raised his hand and pointed to the mourning crowd not far away and asked:
"What's going on over there?"
There was a huge wooden shed in the direction of his finger, which was filled with half-clothed slaves. These slaves had large and small wounds on their bodies, and the most serious ones were missing arms and legs.
Zha Xiaotian glanced at the wooden shed, and a flash of pain flashed across his face. These were all his personal property.
If he can establish a connection with the Chen family, he can use his huge slave resources to do organ business, making these slaves whose lives are not as valuable as chickens more valuable.
Although the People's Federation has CRISPR-CaS9 gene editing technology and bionics technology, not everyone has the funds to do the former, and the latter is a machine that some people will dislike after all.
Therefore, if you suffer from a certain disease and need to replace corneas, hearts, kidneys and other organs, most people will choose to replace the same type of organs.
Slave owners like them, who own a large number of slaves, have an absolute advantage in the organ business. Finding matching organs does not require the consent of their owners, they can just remove them. There is no law to control them.
"I asked them to go out to look for Mr. Chen, but they were attacked by a swarm of mutant rats on the way."
"Mutant rat swarm?"
Pierce frowned, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and browsed the local information.
According to the intelligence information of the Golden Shield Security Group, there are no dangers such as aliens, slime mold nests, and insect swarms around the Zha tribe that require special attention. Therefore, the company's analysts only sent two C-level mercenaries to protect Chen Shao. OK.
Not cheating customers of their money and using resources where they should be used is the purpose of their Golden Shield Security Group.
"Did Mr. Chen go to the city center?"
From the intelligence information he read, Pierce saw the existence of mutant rats, but the nests of those things were in the sewers in the city center. As long as you don't risk your life and run into the rats' nests, there will basically be no problems during the day. What a danger.
The intelligence also showed that the two C-level mercenaries reported yesterday morning that the target of protection, Mr. Chen, wanted to play hide-and-seek with his friends. The company also reminded the two employees not to go to the sewer.
But based on the current situation, the client's employees should have encountered a swarm of mutant rats, most likely chasing the slaves into the sewers.
"Damn it!"
Pierce's face turned ugly for a moment.
If the facts are as he speculated, then these two employees have seriously neglected their duties in this protection task. If Chen's mother takes the company to court, the company will pay a large sum of money!
