Rise of the Wasteland

There was no morale in the army, and Marco could only abandon his nest like a bereavement and fled, and the family he had worked hard to gather was instantly cheap for others. Those who participated in this attack, such as Sardine and Oak, made a lot of money, and the latter was too lazy to chase the fleeing enemy, and only focused on grabbing loot and smashing soldiers.

The drone responsible for monitoring the war situation clearly recorded this disorderly scene. When one by one Uncle Black roamed the building complex of the enemy's old nest, Qin Weidong was helpless.

Whether it's Oak or Sardin, their men can fight before they get the loot. But after getting the trophy, everyone immediately lost their minds and desperately, for fear of being taken advantage of by others.

"Fortunately, the enemy was completely defeated and could not launch a counterattack, otherwise all efforts would be lost." Qin Weidong took off the radio headset used by the commander, only to find that he had just come out of cold sweat. He laughed at Zhang Hong himself: "I'm lucky, anyway, it's a stand-up."

"This first batch of servants was considered a waste. They grabbed things and changed from hungry wolves to sick cats." Zhang Hong's heart was full of worries. "What if the remaining armed forces in the city are united?"

"So we have to maintain a high-pressure situation." Qin Weidong didn't dare to relax. "We are now bluffing, so that the black men in the city think we are strong.

There are only two and a half days before the arrival of the legion leader, we should always be able to settle down a little bit, and no one should dare to provoke us at one and a half. It is natural to wait for the commander of the army to clean up the mess. "

The Aurora Corps has developed to the present, and there is already a mysterious self-confidence in the Legion-as long as the Chief of the Legion is able to take care of everything, he will not be afraid of the big trouble. Even Qin Weidong felt that even if he turned the city of Luanda upside down and propped up his own big boss, everything would be easy.

All the advance team thought so, and so did it. But at the other end, Eric, aspiring, is putting his dream into practice. When he told his companions hiding in the underground network of the ground, the surviving white people were both surprised and excited.

A few hundred years ago, European colonists settled in Africa with a small number of people. Now Eric and others feel that they can do the same. They counted their remaining supplies and found that they wouldn't be able to work hard because they didn't have much to eat or drink.

After being instigated by Eric, a 'return home group' of more than 400 people was organized. This was almost the last male of the white survivors. The group of white people hiding in the ground decided to work hard for their ancestors and return to the glory of the past. Qing Shi kept his name while also benefiting himself.

This is ‘Shou Yunkai sees the sun at sunrise’!

With a good vision for the future, the white 'return home group' carefully returned to the ground. It took them a day to gather information, and the morale broke out after confirming the situation described by Eric.

Nearly tens of thousands of people were left with the displacement of nearly ten million people. What a desolate and miserable scene? Looking at the African **** waiting to die like lonely ghosts in the city, everyone in the ‘Return Home Group’ was extremely confident about their prospects.

After obtaining Qin Weidong's permission, the 'Return Home Mission' decided to settle in Marco's camp and use the living facilities left by the latter on site to prepare for expansion. Taking into account the need to cooperate with these white people, Qin Weidong did not reject this request.

And looking at the tragic situation that most black people on the ground are left without food and clothing, the confidence of white 'return home groups' has begun to expand rapidly.

"These blacks are still a bit combative, provided we have whites in charge."

"Just give them a meal, these **** will fight for us and attack their fellows."

"We can also learn from the advance team of the Aurora Corps, and their tactics are still a bit interesting."

Eric felt that Qin Weidong was only too stingy to recruit a hundred black soldiers. He waved a large hand and brought in more than a thousand black men. As for whether he could support so many people, Commander Eric felt that the idea of ​​'supporting war by war' was correct.

"One day's training is enough, that's what China's Qin did."

"There is no need to equip these blacks with too many rifles. A small number of riflemen with grenadiers is a good idea. This is how the Chinese Qin did."

"There aren't enough grenades? This question ... ask the Chinese Qin if we can lend us some? We will pay him back with the booty."

Eric couldn't wait to copy Qin Weidong's successful experience. His ‘return home group’ used one day to gather information, one day to recruit and train black soldiers, and the third day he pushed the black soldiers to use as cannon fodder.

As a result, meditation war.

How is this going?

Eric recruited too many black soldiers at one time, not enough food to feed them, not even cassava porridge. Without food incentives, the old blacks were guilty and they were reluctant to launch an attack.

And the white masters of the "Return Home Mission" were unwilling to sacrifice on the eve of victory. They also kept their lives and hid behind, only wielding a pistol to drive their subordinates forward.

But the black people are not stupid. They ran forward obediently for a distance, and when they could not see the warlords, they avoided the scattered buildings in the city. They did not work normally. Eric and others did not even know that Qin Weidong could drive black people to fight, but there were terrible mutants in charge of war.

The black men in the city were also frightened to see the appearance of the white 'return home group', but they soon discovered that the enemies who actually killed them were actually their own. Both sides even shot less, and frontline blacks and blacks looked at each other somehow.

Faced with this situation, the white master of the "Return Home Mission" was furious. After shooting dozens of black soldiers who had been fighting, Mr. Eric, with great ideals, found that the reality was extremely skinny-the blacks under his hands refused to wait for death honestly and rioted.

Qin Weidong, who is organizing his second batch of subordinates, soon received a request from Eric ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The latter shouted desperately on the radio: "Chinese Qin, please come and rescue us, we Trapped in the camp, the **** **** turned out all over. "

"What?" Although Eric's gang was all dead, Qin Weidong smelled a dangerous breath, and asked, "How many people have you died?"

"We ... haven't died much for the time being. The rebel **** were almost killed by us. The fighting power and equipment of our side are obviously higher than those niggas." Eric said.

"Then what are you scared about? Just kill the remaining rebel soldiers." Qin Weidong was puzzled.

"But the black men in the city seem to be irritated by us. They feel that this is an opportunity to get rid of us and have sent thousands of people around us."

It seems that Eric is telling the current situation, his tone is shaking, and the scene of hundreds of thousands of black people sweeping the city a year ago comes to mind again.

What ... you guys let us rub your butt?

"Hold on, I will send someone to help you." Qin Weidong encouraged a few words to end the communication, but turned his head to another face. He said solemnly to his men, "Eric is dead, that idiot is causing us big trouble. Now we can't control him, we must stick to our position."

Hearing that Eric had provoked thousands of siege, the advance team all looked dignified, saying that they were not scared. This time, no one has carried forward the spirit of internationalism to rescue, and first promised to survive.

However ... things go against expectations.

Not long after, Zhou Qingfeng, who was flying slowly in the sky, also received the request for help. Qin Weidong called for help on behalf of the advance team: "Boss, have you arrived? We are surrounded by thousands of people, come and save us!"