Rise of the Wasteland

Old Harris's team quickly gathered a dozen individuals, all seemingly ingenious survivors of the last days. Although everyone was very thin, dirty, and covered with scars, the faces with wind and frost showed that there were no weak people here.

When the Harris team was about to leave for Philadelphia, an uninvited person offered them some help.

"I think you lack food, weapons, ammunition, maps, communication tools, and vehicles, and you don't use any logistical support. The cohesion of your gang is also very problematic, and the strike will be disbanded. This is not okay and not professional at all. "A white old man appeared.

From clean and upright clothes, a nutritious face, a natural and kind smile, and a mutant guard standing behind him, everyone can see that the old man in front of him is not small.

It must be a big man who can live so calmly this year. In contrast, Harris and others are penniless, ragged, and smelly.

"My name is Clooney, Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Aurora Corps. Oh ... don't be intimidated by my frightening reputation, in fact, my men are less than two hundred people."

The old white male Clooney laughed and laughed, and he was very friendly. He waved and continued, "But as a newly established department, my biggest advantage is that I have sufficient funds in my hand."

Old Harris was not bluffed by the opponent ’s aura, and after seeing more egotisms in the last days, he naturally remained highly vigilant against the "laughing haha". Such people are often extremely treacherous. "Mr. Clooney, what can I do Can I help you? "

"Ah, of course! I know your name is Harris, you have been a soldier and used to be a little-known outdoor sports coach. It took you three days to run back and forth between Washington and Philadelphia, which is not a current item. Easy.

I've got along well with little Harris these two days, haven't I? Really clever child. Clooney pointed his finger at the big boy hiding behind his father.

Little Harris flinched behind his father, poking his father's back with his hand, reminding his father that the old man in front of him is not easy to mess with, with the slyness of the fox and the brutality of the wolf.

The old Harris was calm, "Mr. Clooney, I have nothing to tell you. I'm happy to follow you, such as a superior person. But please speak directly. Small people like me are very vulgar and can't understand it too deeply. words."

"Hahaha ..." After showing that he knew all the other party's conditions, Clooney finally stated his true purpose. "Our Hugo Army commander authorized me to form an external action team directly under the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which specializes in handling some Special mission.

I just heard that you are engaged in humanitarian rescue work, and you are very optimistic about your future. If you are willing to obey my instructions, I can make some venture investments for you. "

Calling slavery "humanitarian aid", the old man of Clooney is really thick enough. But when he condescended to offer some help, the entire Harris squad was impressed.

The old Haris man was helpless. If he didn't hug the thick leg in front of him, the partners who had just gathered around him would collapse immediately. But if he nodded in agreement, he would be on the thief ship of the Aurora Corps in the future. But little man, how can there be so much freedom?

Old Harris nodded slightly, agreeing. And Clooney said: "Your little Harris can go to Havana, and we can provide him with security and education guarantees. Your father and son can regularly communicate by radio."

"No, I'm not going to be separated from my father." Harris immediately clenched his father's arm.

But before Clooney persuaded, Old Harris touched his son's head and said warmly, "Go to Havana, this is better than following me. I believe that Mr. Clooney will not be as embarrassed as me Little man. "

The father and son stared at each other for a long time, and then Harris released his father's arm slowly. And after reaching the minimum trust, Clooney did not put too high demands on the old Harris, he provided the other party with a minimum of support.

Three electric pickups that can run for 1,500 kilometers when fully charged, more than a dozen AK series rifles and corresponding ammunition delivered from Havana, plus some food, medicine, walkie-talkies and radios, and that's it.

Pickup trucks are nothing. Now abandoned vehicles are everywhere, but they can be easily recharged and maintained after joining the Aurora Corps, which is extremely valuable. Although the AK series rifle is inferior to the AR series in many aspects, at present, a sturdy and reliable and simple maintenance is greatly advantageous.

Old Harris as a boss also received a personal computer with a digital map, and in addition they got a day off. After a brief run-in, the team of over a dozen individuals received a vague order-to do something to prove their worth, in order to get more supplies.

There are various tasks in Clooney. The big ones are collecting large equipment, spying on group intelligence, and the small ones are recruiting high-quality populations, distributing information or rumors. Old Harris chose the task of 'recruiting people', which was originally their plan and was relatively easy for a new team.

With the backing and filling his stomach, Old Harris seemed more energetic. Although he and his men still wore worn out clothes and vicissitudes of life, they were at least more confident in their future life.

Before leaving, Old Harris gave his son a deep hug and said seriously: "Be strong, don't worry about me, I will be able to live well, and I hope you will too."

Little Harris choked hardly speechless, but nodded his head and wept, "Yes, yes, I will definitely try to live well ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I will not let you Shame. "

The departure of the father and son is moving. When the old Harris led the team, the young Harris stood at the intersection and looked for a long time.

Old Harris jumped into his car and shouted in the intercom: "Everyone, although everyone is not yet familiar, but we are very happy to be a team. It is not easy for us to have the opportunity at hand, so I hope that everyone will Work together to survive.

We must get at least ten B-level talents or one A-level talent within five days, otherwise we will continue to live a stray life if the task fails. So no matter how difficult it is, the task must be completed. "

For the simple and heated words of old Harris, the members of his team burst into a cry ‘Hooah’ as a sign of excitement!

Clooney also saw this in his office window, and the old white man smiled and said, "Well, the eleventh experimental ranger set off, all are good guys, I hope they can come back alive.

However, I still have to form more teams to start the operation, otherwise it will be troublesome to disappoint the head of the army. Fortunately, not everyone in the world is as strong as Victor Hugo. "(To be continued.)