Rise of the Wasteland

Ouke didn't understand why he had fallen into the current situation. He was clearly the black leader of the commanding side. ??? But after meeting the Aurora Legion from the Americas, his status plummeted.

At first Ouke was still Qin Weidong's partner, but now he can't even talk about cooperation. It can only be regarded as the little leader of the African servants who belong to the Legion-the one who offers a switch to obtain life support.

Oaker surrendered a batch of gold in his possession in exchange for the opportunity to receive legion training. From now on he is a platoon leader of the servants, with only more than thirty people under him.

"Hell, I used to be the boss who commanded thousands of people. Now it's shrunk by a hundredfold." Oke was defamatory about it. However, the situation is better than others. The situation is completely different when the head of the army sits in the town.

The number of black forces who have come to surrender is quite large. It is difficult to imagine that those great black heads in the past would bow their heads to show their respect. They were all ambitious, tyrannical villains, and now they all behave like pugs.

why?

Because the Aurora Corps completely destroyed the city's ruling system, tear gas and wanton arson in the night let a large number of black people escape. Many leaders of the forces were tossed all night, and after dawn, they became a lonely person, no one obeyed, and no one could order it.

Without authority, people like Ouke have no choice but to rely completely on the Aurora Legion. After giving up the gold, Oke once asked a white man named Fuller ‘why we were beaten so badly’?

why? The answer given by Fuller is that you black people have no cohesion, no organization, and no team spirit. When you meet a stronger opponent, your failure is doomed.

Cohesion, organization, etc. Oake really doesn't understand. He only knew that his own laziness was always habitual and unruly, but he didn't know what caused it. Black people were born that way.

Shaking his head to give up thinking about too philosophical problems, Oaker went to the advance logistics restaurant to receive a lunch. He doesn't have much status now. He is so ordinary with bare hands.

"Oke." A shout came from the simple open-air restaurant. Another black man leaned over to Oak, patted his shoulder and smiled, "We're meeting again."

"Marco, aren't you dead?" Oaker stared, looking at the man in front of him inconceivably. The black bosses in Luanda know each other well, and the latter is the former black man who nearly knocked out the advance team.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ?. Since then, I am alive), Marco looked away, raised his finger to indicate that Oke was too surprised, and shrugged. Appoint me as the platoon leader of the servants. "

"Don't you want to make trouble again?" Oke's expression became extremely serious. Although he lost everything, he was exchanged for a small platoon leader. But after joining the legion, his mood became very stable, he already hated the life of daily battles and did not want to fight anymore.

At least for the moment.

"Forget it, I don't want to fight those humanoid monsters." Marko thought about his experience of being caught by a mutant, and he still had a bit of incontinence. "I don't want to mess up now, I just want to talk to you, we will be colleagues later."

"What's so funny?" Oke took a cassava porridge with jerky, and found a corner seat to sit casually. "We have nothing, and have become a bunch of poor worms. The Legion doesn't trust us, they don't even allow us to carry a blade."

"Yes, the Legion doesn't trust us." Marco sighed with the same food and sighed, "Do you know that the group of white people we've been looking for has also taken refuge in the Legion, thousands of people hiding? In the underground pipes, most of the alive are women. "

"I've seen it. The Legion treats women well and provides them with medical services." Oke snorted rather sullenly. Women and children are the most vulnerable during the chaos of the Cataclysm. Numerous women and children were played and killed by him, and now these people are better off than him.

"The Legion demands that we respect women, and we also take care of our children, as much as possible to contain the seeds that are related to the future of the Legion. Hahaha ..." Marco laughed a few times, as if hearing some big joke, "Think about us It ’s ironic in the past. "

"I feel like I'm in an asylum and take care of those useless women and children." '呸' ..., Oke spit out unhappyly, cursing remorse: "Damn it, we have to be Babysitter. "

A thick sputum fell to the ground, and an iron boot came out of the corner. Oak and Marco stood up from the ground like an electric shock. Together with the dozens of people in the open-air cafeteria, they stood up, staring blankly at the suddenly appearing legionnaire.

Zhou Qingfeng took the lead, followed by Ma Shi, and the cleaned up 'dog meat' scrambled around the owner. Everywhere they went was quiet.

"What are you two talking about?" Zhou Qingfeng stopped in front of Oak and Marco, his cold eyes shining coldly.

"No ..., nothing to talk about." Oke couldn't help but feel the muscles in his spine shaking, uncontrollable. The man in front of him was a real devil who ignored life and death and had no humanity.

"I heard you criticize my cloth policy. Do you think you have joined a shelter?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at Marco again, and his eyes also made Marco's cheeks keep jumping.

"Dear Master Legion, I think you misunderstood." Marco tried to calm the atmosphere in a playful tone.

But Zhou Qingfeng didn't buy it, he continued to sneer: "Your bodies are very strong, and they should have been leaders at the top level. I know that you are all taunted and difficult to conquer. I also know that you have committed He will die more than countless crimes. "

"But preferential treatment of women and children is my basic policy. It cannot be changed or vilified. Otherwise, it is a challenge to my authority." The commander's voice was deep and powerful, hiding his intentions.

"Her Excellency, we have never thought of provoking your authority. This is a misunderstanding, and we are just talking casually." Marco laughed again.

"Do you think I will believe you guys who are full of lies? I raise you but think you are still useful. I think you can still be transformed, but you cannot use ordinary transformation methods."

Zhou Qingfeng paused for two or three seconds and sneered back two steps and said, "I now rule that you two villains can only survive one and give you one minute to settle yourself, otherwise ... I will kill you two."

"What do you mean? You are going to kill us?" Oke immediately took a step forward ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ We have surrendered, we have surrendered everything to surrender, why should we die? ... "

Before Okay finished speaking, he felt leaning back, a strong arm across his neck, and held him dead. He immediately kicked his legs backwards, grabbed Le's arm with both hands and pulled outwards, and looked up behind him, holding Marco behind him.

"Marco, you despicable villain." Oak tried to pull Marco's arm, but the latter's arm was as stiff as iron forge. He tried to grab Marco's head again, and elbowed Marco's under the ribs, but he couldn't get rid of his neck by any means.

"You despise the commander of the legion, you **** it. Understand?" Marco's laughing face became fierce instantly. "You die better than us two."

"Marko, let me go ..., Corps ..., Marko is ..., he is ..." Oke quickly couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Marko whispered in Oak's ear while exhausting all his strength; "Go to death, Oak. You've killed so many people, you've done so many bad things, you should have died."

"You despicable guy, you will have a day of tragic death." Oke's throat knot quickly cracked, his tongue was squeezed out, and his eyes seemed to burst. He finally cursed intermittently and was strangled alive.

When Ouke's body fell slowly, Marco also knelt on the ground and asked Zhou Qingfeng for forgiveness.

Facing the scene where the two were crippled, the crowd in the outdoor restaurant shook like leaves in the cold wind. The ruthless and ruthless Chief of the Corps just said in a deep voice: "Whether you understand or not, whether you obey or disobey, my will must be executed, and those who disobey must die.

Speaking sternly, everyone shuddered. 8