blackstone code

Chapter 369 An Invitation from a Kind-hearted Person

The visitor's accent revealed his identity, and the white-skinned young man only raised his head at this moment to look at the visitor.

His clothes were very ordinary, a pair of trousers, a brown short-sleeved shirt, looking a little casual.

He didn't have any of the features of a Gefra, or of a native, and he was, as his accent suggested, a Baylor, or at least a foreigner.

"I don't know you, sir." The white-skinned young man didn't let this guy in immediately. Besides him, there are two young girls in the house. If this person is not a good person, he can't protect him. those two girls.

You must know that the Gefra people don't particularly trust him now, and the locals hate him to death. Except for a few people, almost everyone hates him.

Anytime, anywhere, someone would come to his door and want to kill him in order to gain some prestige, and this kind of thing had happened more than once.

After the two looked at each other for a while, the visitor outside the house handed over a note, "It seems that you are very guarded, but it doesn't matter, the purpose of my visit is just to hope that you can make this call..."

The young man took the note and glanced at it. The numbers on it were from other places, but they all belonged to the Amélia region.

After being stamped by Gefra from the Ameria region, the governor directly ordered to cut off all communication lines connecting other places, and radios and the like were also included in the supervision content. Now the phone in the Ameria region can only call the region within the phone.

"I don't understand, sir..." The white-skinned young man had already memorized the number, but he made the move to return the note to the visitor. He was deeply afraid that this was some kind of temptation.

Even though he is very familiar with the patrol team now, he knows people from all walks of life, but the arrogance of the Gefra people makes them not easy to trust anyone. He has experienced at least four or five times. He thinks it should be The experience of temptation.

This may be another time, this time they changed to a foreigner who was different from Gefla, who was different from the locals.

The visitor didn't take the note, he just looked at the white-skinned young man, "Someone asked me to tell you something..."

"The darkness may make us unable to see the way ahead, but the stars will guide us. The night will eventually pass, and the dawn will always come, as long as we still have hope!"

The visitor himself seemed to be a little emotional, he didn't speak immediately after he finished speaking, and both of them seemed to be feeling some of the power in this sentence.

After a while, the visitor said, "This call will be reserved for you for three days, any time, but after three days, it will be invalid forever, and you only have three days to make a decision."

"Then... I shall take my leave, sir!"

The half-smile on the visitor's face stunned the young white-skinned dog for a moment, and when he wanted to say something more, the visitor had already left him some distance away.

Not many people knew his identity, and his expression became serious. If this time was also a temptation, it meant that there was a traitor in the resistance organization he was in!

After returning to the room, he stroked the two girls and found it difficult to fall asleep in the bedroom. If he guessed wrong, it would probably hurt other people's feelings, but what if it was really like this...

In addition to these, there is also what the call meant, who was waiting for him, what would happen if he called, what would happen if he didn't call, who was on the other side...

A lot of problems made him fall asleep when it was almost dawn, and he was not as active as usual when working during the day. He vaguely felt that this call was very important, but he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

He spent a lot of time lurking here, and even sacrificed some people. He didn't know how to choose.

In a blink of an eye, three days were about to pass, and the young white-skinned dog who dragged his tired body back from the outside at night did not eat immediately, but locked himself in the room.

For three days, without any unexpected temptations, he became suspicious. At this moment, he seemed to have made up his mind.

Even if someone knew his secret, he would just take it to the grave, but if this was really an opportunity, then he couldn't let it go.

He used the phone in his bedroom to dial this number. Some time ago, some calls would come in in the middle of the night, asking him, who is familiar with various places in the local area, to lead the soldiers to arrest the resistance organization. Until now, he has not removed the phone.

The busy tone in the phone receiver rang seven or eight times, and just when he was a little disappointed, a little desperate, and a little fortunate to hang up the phone, the other side was connected.

"I thought you wouldn't call me..." It was a standard lingua franca, the kind that people could understand at a glance.

The white-skinned young man didn't speak immediately. He analyzed the characteristics of the voice. It was very young. Although the tone of the voice was very flat, it concealed a desire to control, a little confident, a little conceited, and a little proud .

Ten seconds later, the white-skinned young man asked, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I am here to help you..."

The young white dog immediately interrupted another voice on the phone, "You can't help me, you can't help us, you can't help anyone, you don't even know what we need!"

"No, I don't know!" The young man on the other end of the phone didn't seem to care that his words were interrupted by the white-skinned young man, and there was even a slight smile in his tone, "Money, ammunition, supplies , medicines, all kinds of consumables, I can provide you with everything except that you need to prepare yourself!"

The voice and what he said were too exaggerated, so exaggerated that the young white dog wondered if he had encountered a lunatic.

Since the change of Ameria's sovereignty, some resistance organizations have emerged in the local area. The governor then ordered the entire Ameria region to implement a comprehensive gun ban and destroy all civilian firearms and private gun workshops.

All those who hide firearms will be punished, and the most serious thing is to be dried and dried, and they will also be reported.

If the report is successful, the whistleblower will not only get the wealth of the whistleblower, but also be credited. These credits will improve the whistleblower's social status in the Ameria region.

The most notable one is that no matter how you get 32 ​​points of merit, the head of a family will be granted the status of a first-class citizen of Gefra, and his family can also leave the Amelia region and go to Gefra to accept more Higher education, enjoy a more peaceful social environment.

This has also led to the fact that there are not many usable guns and ammunition in the entire Ameria region, and many resistance groups only have a few guns in their hands.

Not everyone wants to stand against the current rulers, there are many who fantasize about becoming a first-class citizen of Gefra, and then go to one of the most powerful countries in the world to become a superior person.

So when the young voice on the phone said these things, the young white dog didn't know how to refute for a while.

This is also the dilemma faced by all the rebels in the Ameria region now. They have no weapons to resist the tyranny of Gefra... In fact, it is not a tyranny. Even the life in the ruled area is better than they used to be, but it is emotionally difficult to accept. That's all.

At the same time, they were unable to obtain assistance from the motherland. The defeated countries knew about these resistance organizations, but their policy was not to support, oppose, or approach them.

Reckless approaching may magnify the conflict and ignite the flames of war again. Compared with accumulating strength and developing silently, waiting to take back the Ameria region in one fell swoop, it is foolish to entangle endlessly now.

As for those rebel groups... they are just a bunch of brainless guys.

The isolation and helplessness of the rebel organization prevents them from obtaining supplies. Once they start a large-scale rebellion against the rule of Gafla, as long as the free trade of medicines, food and other commodities is restricted, the rebel organization can be killed.

What's more, they lack supplies, which is the most terrible thing. On the contrary, they don't lack human consumables at all.

The conditions proposed by the other end of the phone were irresistible, and the white-skinned young man's breath became short of breath. His purpose of joining the patrol was to find a way to get through Gefra's armory, but now he seemed to have a better choice.

He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and lowered his voice, "What do you want from me?" He added, "I want to hear the truth, those hypocritical words are disgusting, I want to know, What do you want to get from us by doing this, or what benefits do you have?"

This is a normal thought. The other party provides so many urgent supplies and money. These things are valuable, not garbage that can be seen everywhere. The other party has paid so much. If it is just "supporting the resistance movement", it will definitely Just kidding.

Even the motherland has abandoned them. How could a Federation or a foreigner help them to resist Gefra who has nothing to do with the Federation?
The white-skinned young man thought there might be some trap in it, and he had to ask clearly before considering whether to agree to continue the conversation.

It's just that his vigilance and vigilance quickly turned into confusion, because he didn't know whether what the other party said was his real purpose, or whether he was just going around in circles.

"I will not ask for any returns that have a direct interest relationship with you. My request is only to make Gefra people unhappy. At the same time, my funding is definitely not without request."

"I will first prepare for you two hundred firearms and related ammunition produced in Gefra's own country, as well as explosives, some urgently needed medicines and some money, and what you have to do is to blow up the two copper mines in the xx area. "

"The assistance between us will be similar in the future. If you complete the tasks I issued to you, then you will be able to obtain new assistance. If you cannot complete them, then there will be no assistance."

"It's fair, isn't it, at least now you can get what I just said and my sincerity for nothing!"

(End of this chapter)