Chapter 90 Leader, we have great advantages!

  Although it was against the wind on the way back, Hein felt his body was floating, and the arrow wound on his leg didn't hurt so much.

  Because of planning, he stayed in those blue coat camps for a day. It is now the next afternoon, and just a few hours ago, he had been invited by the man to have lunch with him.

  That lunch impressed him deeply. The main course was steamed split claw crab legs, and the side dish was mushroom soup + croissant mash.

  Being able to kill the split claw crab, it seems that this group of people is stronger than he imagined, at least with anti-armor firepower.

   And the mashed croissant is sprinkled with soy sauce to enhance the taste.

   With plenty of martial arts and sufficient supplies, the Bloody Hand clan has indeed provoked a terrible opponent, and it is not wrong to lose two teams of troops in their hands!

  Hein is a businessman, and businessmen are very realistic.

  He will always be on the side of the victor...at least the one with the best chance of winning.

  Actually, when the man named Chu Guang convinced himself, he could see that he didn't know the rules of the Horseshoe Firm very well.

  Even if you behave yourself in front of your boss, it is impossible to get rid of the days of pinning your head to your belt.

  Although he is nominally a "salesperson" of a firm, in fact the nature of a salesperson is closer to that of a partner.

  They are active in the southern part of the River Valley Province, using the relationship of the Horseshoe Firm to do business, and then get a share of each transaction.

  Hain made a rough calculation.

  Even though two groups of troops were lost, the Bloody Hand Clan still has fifty or sixty strong laborers. If cannon fodder and captives are included, there are almost a hundred people.

  Even if he could bring a third back, it would be enough to make him a legend of the Horseshoe Firm—and even the entire Red River Town.

   Those who can do the work are sold to the mine owner, and those who lack arms and legs are sent to be harvested for organs, and sold to Boulder City or other large survivor settlements in the northern part of the River Valley Province. The profit is 1000%.

   No matter how you think about it, this business was earned in blood.

   As for whether these blue jackets can win?

  Honestly, he never considered the possibility of them losing.

  These people can work as diligently as cows, and hunt as fiercely as wolves. They even put themselves in the same position after walking wasteland for many years.

   Both tactically and strategically, they have amazing advantages.

   And the leader of these people is an unpredictable man.

  These guys are pretty scary!

  Hain's intuition told himself that if he had a good relationship with these people, he would definitely have a lot of money in the future, maybe it would be even higher than working in a commercial firm!

  …

  Going north along the wreckage of the elevated highway out of the city, after bypassing several collapsed ruins, Hein saw the tire factory occupied by the Bloody Hand clan in a short while.

  The concrete exterior wall is placed with spiked wooden stakes and steel bars as obstacles, and the wall is painted with unknown and chilling graffiti with blood.

  A headless corpse was abandoned at the drain on the side of the road, being eaten by a few fat rats. It must have been some unlucky slave who failed to make this group of savages happy.

  Hain smashed his tongue, thinking inwardly that it was a pity, holding the wooden box in his hand, he kept walking towards the wooden gate of the village.

   "I'm Hein, open the door!"

  The bandage on his leg had already been removed, and the wound had stopped bleeding. Hein yelled pretendingly, and waved towards the sentry post on the wall.

   Recognized Hein's face, the man with a shaved head and scarlet paint on his face walked up to the steel winch and stretched out his muscular arms to shake it.

  With a rattling sound, the wooden door slowly opened.

  Hein didn't stop for a moment, and quickly walked into the stronghold of the Bloody Hand clan, and under the leadership of a predator sentinel, he came to the bear's camp.

  Put the box on the ground with his forehead pressed against the ground.

   "Dear Your Excellency, Chief! Those people are a group of barbarians. I'm sorry that I have tried my best, but they can't communicate at all."

  Looking expressionlessly at the man kneeling on the ground in front of him, and the bear sitting reclined on the chair, resting his chin on his fist lazily.

   "You didn't bring my people back."

   "Yes... because there were no prisoners."

"No?"

  Xiong sat up straight from the chair, his small eyes were almost squeezed into dots by the taut flesh on his face.

   "What do you mean when you say there are no prisoners?"

  He is very clear about the virtues of his subordinates.

  If you encounter those extremely vicious people, you may fight to the death, but if you fight with the blue coat...even if you can't win, there is absolutely no possibility of a **** battle to the end.

  It is not a loss to exchange 20 points of chips for a prisoner to come back. After a period of time for health and rest, gather people and horses to get the place back.

  As for those missing arms and legs, he directly let the slave trader in front of him take full control of it. The Bloody Hand clan does not support idlers, nor does it have the extra food to support them.

  He now even suspects that the person in front of him is lying, negotiating in his own name, but sending those captives to another place.

  Hein has a keen sense of atmosphere.

  Even if he couldn't see the expression on the bear's face, he could guess what the muscular idiot was thinking, so he quickly brewed a sad and indignant expression, and uttered the words he had prepared.

   "Those people are a bunch of scum, rats, and maggots in blue coats! They don't talk about benevolence and morality at all, and the word cunning is engraved in every cell."

   "They pretended to accept the surrender of your men, but after your men put down their weapons, they brutally hung your men at the door!"

   As he spoke, Hein opened the box in his hand, and inside were finger bones strung together into necklaces.

  Bear's eyes shrank to a point in an instant, and his right fist slammed on the armrest of the chair.

   "I'm going to cut off the limbs of these mice and throw them into the dungeon to feed the cockroaches!"

  The rude roar echoed in the tent, and the flames on the brazier swayed accordingly. The predator veteran on the side clenched the knife and ax around his waist, and looked at Hein with flickering expressions.

  Just wait for the leader to give an order, and they will go forward and chop the disrespectful person who offended the leader into a piece of meat to vent their anger on the great leader.

  Felt the fury of the bear.

  Hain did not dare to take a breath, and continued to complain tearfully.

"My lord leader, you don't know what I encountered with them! I walked into their camp with a peaceful purpose, and even handed in my weapon to their sentinel. However, I just Seeing their leader, he ordered me to be thrown into prison."

   "They don't want to negotiate at all, and they have no intention of negotiating! The man threw this wooden box to me, not only mocking me, saying that everyone you want is here, but also let me...let me burn it for you!"

"Although they didn't hang me immediately, they were probably afraid that I would reveal their background and insisted on locking me up. I was worried that I would be silenced at dawn, so I used the chips hidden in the soles of my shoes to bribe the guards. They escaped from their camp overnight with wooden boxes."

   "However, those people reacted quickly, and immediately realized that I was gone, and sent hunters to hunt me down. I didn't dare to go north, so I had to detour to the east gate, but before entering the city, I was shot with an arrow."

"Fortunately, the arrow didn't hurt the vitals. I hid your belongings in the trash can, and I got into a ruin. Almost as soon as I got in, they searched for it! But fortunately, they didn't notice me. , I hid in the ruins until dawn, until they returned home."

   "After confirming that there is no danger, I didn't dare to delay for a moment, and immediately took the box and came back to report to you!"

  Hin said with snot and tears, the bear sitting on the seat finally diverted his anger away from him.

   Eyes fixed on Hein, Xiong asked in a deep voice.

   "You said they were worried that you would reveal their background? What do they have?"

  Hain continued speaking quickly.

"Those people are actually not residents of the shelter, but just scavengers who wandered from nowhere. They relied on deception, doves occupied the magpie's nest, occupied a shelter hidden in the wetland park, and stripped off their blue coats. Pretend to be a resident of the Vault, and use this to deceive the wastelanders who pass by."

"They are not as strong as they appear on the surface. They are just a group of vicious villains who bully the weak and fear the strong. There are not many of them, only about 30 people, and the rest are captives from the original refuge. What they love to do The thing is to light a bonfire in the middle of the camp late at night, and then bring out those pretty captives to have a party...you know what I mean."

   "So if you plan to do something to them, it's best to choose in the middle of the night and early morning."

  Hein lowered his eyebrows, skillfully telling a story someone told him.

   "That was the time when their defenses were the most lax, and many of them didn't even have clothes on... I took the opportunity to escape at that time."

   Captive.

   In the shelter.

  A look of greed appeared on Xiong's face.

  The clone presented by Beit Street has been ruined by him long ago, and now it is estimated that he has been dismantled into parts by his subordinates.

   Besides, that kind of toy without any emotional fluctuations, neither screaming nor crying, can't arouse his interest at all.

  If he didn't scream, how would he show his bravery?

  But those who came out of the refuge were different, no matter where they were, those people were the best.

   "Where are the guns? How many guns do they have?" Xiong immediately asked his most concerned question.

   Seeing that the leader was already moved, Hai En was overjoyed and said quickly.

   "Up to thirty! Half of them were captured from your people! And they have very little ammunition reserves, and more than half of them even use bows and javelins."

   "Look at my leg injury, it's from the arrow they shot!"

   Hear the bow and arrow.

  Bear's expression became more contemptuous.

Those primitive gadgets are the weapons of scavengers. Unless there are very few "awakened" with special abilities, or mutants with extremely developed muscles, most people would rather use earthen guns made of black powder than Will fight with spears and bows.

  Xiong himself was two meters long, full of strength, and the four of them wrestled their arms together, but they couldn't move his arms. Ordinary people would be unable to walk with armor weighing twenty or thirty catties, but his armor weighed a hundred catties, and the breastplate was made of homogeneous steel weighing fifty catties!

  Not to mention the crossbow and javelin, even ordinary bullets hit it like scratches, leaving some scratches at most.

  In his opinion, trampling those scavengers to death is no different from trampling to death a nest of ants.

   "My lord, I think this matter needs to be carefully considered," the man with a horse face standing next to him nodded and continued in a deep voice.

   "Badger and Xuan are not weak, and their tribes are also brave and good at fighting. However, they fell into the hands of the scavengers one after another. I always feel that something is strange."

  Hearing this speech, Hein felt anxious and was about to speak. However, Xiong waved his hand and directly interrupted what the horse-faced man was saying.

   "Badger is brave but not resourceful, and Yun is resourceful but not brave. The two of them are not elite. They are just a group of scavengers. I will lead the team myself and gather all the people. It is more than enough to crush them to death."

  Bear didn't want to drag on for too long.

   If it drags on for too long, the snow will fall harder and harder, and the weather will get colder and colder. This battle will be harder to fight.

  Besides, the captives in the refuge were all killed by the scavengers, so what else do you want to play?

  Besides, he didn't look down on Yin and Badger at all. The real main force were those who followed him to the north to fight the autumn wind.

  Hain breathed a sigh of relief.

  In order to stop the bear from hesitating, he decided to release another dose of strong material.

   "My lord, you don't need to worry too much, our advantage here is actually very big!"

   "When I entered the Wetland Park, I found that they were camping at the river on the northwest side and building brick kilns. I guess they planned to strengthen the bunker before the snow fell. This is exposing their inner fear and weakness!"

"You just need to take advantage of the night to march directly to their brick factory, they must be in a mess! At that time, we only need to take advantage of the victory and chase their deserters into their camp, where the wealth and supplies will be in your pocket."

   As he spoke, Hein had an angry expression on his face.

   "And I also vented my anger fiercely, avenging this arrow!"

   "Brick kiln?" Xiong touched his chin with interest, "How many people are there?"

   "There are at least ten people! Sixty percent are men captured from shelters, and forty percent are their own people!"

  Xiong was overjoyed and patted the armrest of the chair.

"good!"

  Although I can't say I have complete trust in this slave trader, the brick kiln is easy to verify, and you can basically know it at a glance.

   After finishing speaking, Xiong immediately looked at the man with the horse face, and ordered in a commanding tone.

   "You send a minion over there, find a high point to observe in the direction of the Wetland Park, and if you see a campfire and smoke floating in the river, come back and report to me immediately!"

  The horse-faced man nodded and accepted the order.

"yes!"

  …

   At the same time, beside the river on the northwest side of the Wetland Park, Fang Chang led a few people to set up a shack with plastic sheds and wooden sticks in the open space.

  This kind of shack is basically leaking from all directions. If you live in it, you will definitely suffer from arthritis, but they are reluctant to use better materials.

   After all, they're going to put powder kegs and wood tar in it later...

   "I don't think the Master Manager expects us to burn bricks."

   While digging the cave dwelling on the soil **** by the river with a shovel, Ye Shi complained, "Otherwise, why would you assign us such an exclusive task?"

  Lao Bai is a man of action, he doesn’t talk nonsense when he’s working.

   "Stop beeping, hurry up and finish the work you are doing... Wait a moment, the task time is almost up."

   "Gan..."

   "Speaking of Kuangfeng, do you have no class during the day?"

   "The PPT has been sent to the teaching assistant."

   "Awesome!"

  The first exclusive task Niu Ma Brick Factory received was neither how many bricks to produce, nor was it required to build a brick kiln with a daily output, but to let them set traps in the camp.

   Does this sound like something for a living pro? ?

All right.

  Although they are not considered professional players in life.

  (end of this chapter)