A group of people stood in the open space in a daze.

He didn't know where to go either.

Just when he was at a loss, a survivor next to him who looked similar to him suddenly came over.

"Dude, where did you come from?"

The warlord said casually.

"…Bate Street."

The survivor looked confused.

"Bate Street? Never heard of it."

"It's a bit far from here... I was also unlucky enough to be captured." The warrior wanted to express it this way, but he had too little vocabulary and stumbled over a lot of words. The other party was confused and could only think that he might be a

stammer.

"Really? You've got terrible luck...although I'm not much better."

The man sighed and continued.

"My name is Li Ba, and I come from Shikoshu Village... Those guys in black robes from Yang Qun drove us here without any explanation."

"My name is Pangolin." The warlord then asked what he was most concerned about, "What are those people planning to do to us?"

"have no idea."

There was an obvious sadness on Li Ba's face.

"They didn't say anything. When they got here, they confiscated our food and the two-headed cow. They said they wanted to centralize management, and then they left us here and asked us to wait..."

While he was talking, a man with a bulge in the middle of his nose led a line of soldiers to the front of all the survivors.

His eyes were like those of a vulture, and just the contact of his eyes made the noisy crowd fall into silence as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on them.

After looking around at all the survivors present, Colway raised his chin slightly and spoke in a commanding tone.

"From now on, the Ruigu City area has been designated as a war zone between the Legion and the Enterprise. But don't worry, the Legion will provide you with protection until the end of the war."

"In exchange for not having to shed blood, you need to put in sweat and labor as a reward for our gifts!"

No one dared to stand up and object.

No one dared to say anything.

Everyone's faces were filled with fear and anxiety, except for the warlord mixed in with the crowd, who had a strange expression on his face.

Good guy.

The people in these legions really believed that it was the people from the enterprise who were at war with them.

No wonder they didn't move forward even after repairing the engine. It seemed they planned to stop the company's reinforcements here...

Colway waited a moment and continued.

"My name is Colway, and I am responsible for all matters here."

"Standing next to me is Mr. Finold, the logistics officer. He will explain your work, delineate your living area, and arrange the tasks that need to be completed every day."

The man named Finold had a warm smile on his face, which was in sharp contrast to Colway's calm and self-assertive attitude.

This made him seem to be an easy person to get along with, but the warlord could feel the arrogance that could not be hidden in his eyes.

Obviously, he did not regard the Wastelanders in front of him as human beings, but as a pile of supplies or consumables and similar things.

Colway looked at Finold.

"Do you want to say a few words?"

Finold said with a smile.

"Go ahead, that's all."

Colway nodded, continued to look at the survivors in the camp, and raised his voice.

"Don't think about being lazy, everyone here has to work, without exception! The lazy guy who can't complete the task will not get food, nor will he get any sympathy."

"In addition, for residents who have outstanding performance, we will not only improve their treatment, but also provide generous rewards. For example, let them serve as captains of ten."

After a pause, he stared into a pair of cloudy eyes, with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

"Even a centurion!"

East of Ruigu City.

The baggage train and more than a hundred players, who had been marching for five full days, finally successfully reunited with Brother Quan Shui and his party who had arrived in Ruigu City first.

Five trucks were filled with supplies, finally solving the Storm Corps' supply problem.

The NPCs arriving with the players will be divided into two parts, one part will return to Dawn City to continue transporting supplies, and the other part will stay in the camp.

Assist players to build positions, use building materials and supplies to reinforce tunnels, anti-gun bunkers and other fixed fortifications.

It's almost dusk.

After taking a look at the time on the VM, Commander Quanshui looked at me and asked, "Where's that bitch from the battlefield? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

I was the darkest and said helplessly

"I didn't know. He just said he would try to come back before dark."

"I think," Kakarot, who crossed his arms, shook his head, "a distance of twenty or thirty kilometers, without an exoskeleton, it would still take several hours, right? Even if he found the camp before noon, he would have to rush there

We have to wait until tomorrow to come back."

Commander Quanshui nodded.

"That's right. Ignore him for now."

Kakarot asked as he looked at the spring.

"What about us? What do we do now?"

Commander Quan Shui knew that he was asking about the countermeasures against the Legion, so he thought for a moment and said.

"Well, it's not easy to do. They drove all the local residents into one place. We can't hunt down the scavengers who go out to collect resources.

It's not entirely a matter of tabooing sensitive moral issues. The key is that doing so is extremely inefficient and will completely push the local residents towards the legion.

Suddenly, Commander Quanshui's heart moved and he raised his head and said.

"By the way, did you take photos of those destroyed camps?"

Kakarot nodded.

"It was taken...what's wrong?"

Commander Quanshui continued, "After a while, you take people to contact nearby survivor settlements, show them the photos taken during the day, and persuade them to leave the village and seek refuge outside."

Kakarot was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly.

"Will they listen to us?"

Escape is no small matter.

It's a bit fanciful to persuade locals to leave the place where their ancestors have lived for generations with just a few photos.

Commander Quan Shui said simply.

"You tell them that there is a place called Shuguang City in Qingquan City, one hundred and fifty kilometers away from here. The people there are willing to provide them with shelter. When we end the war with the Legion, they can return to their own

home."

"No matter what they ultimately choose, we just do what we can."

How many can be persuaded to leave?

It is better to drive people away than to have them captured by the legions and used as coolies.

After handing over the task, Commander Quan Shui immediately walked to the side of the baggage train, found the NPC in charge, and handed a locked iron box into his hands.

The box is very light and contains only one card.

That card was personally given to him by Sesame before the White Bear Knights went to explore the entrance to Vault 79.

It is said that it is a very important mission item and may change the direction of the battle. Please find a way to deliver it to the manager.

Commander Quanshui himself must be inseparable from the front line. He has also arranged specific tasks for every player in the corps. The only ones he can rely on are these NPC soldiers.

Although they are support staff, their loyalty is also unquestionable.

Rather than saying it is loyalty, it is better to say that it has become a kind of belief.

"We have a wounded person with special status here. Please send him back to Dawn City and this box. Please be sure to hand it over to the administrator!

After hearing Commander Quan Shui's instructions, the logistics officer nodded solemnly, reached out to take the box, and placed his right fist close to his chest.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Commander Quan Shui looked at him and nodded, and touched his chest with his right fist as a return gift.

"For the Alliance!"
To be continued...