Chapter 141, want to be the boss
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Hong Xin Bu
Chapter 141, want to be the boss
Henry has already learned what happened in Trash Town just now.
He was also a proxy, and the meeting should have given him a seat.If he is busy outside and has no time, his subordinates should attend instead of him.
His men had told him about it and were among those who kept quiet at the time.
Martial law is of course a good thing, to prevent the situation from deteriorating, and to prevent those agents and businessmen from fleeing with supplies and a large number of adventurers.
It will definitely be uncontrollable after a long time. The garbage town lacks a system of centralized power and does not support the long-term continuation of this strong control policy.
But even so, he still felt a little miraculous.
When he reconnected to the communication with Swan, he couldn't wait to ask: "The martial law was passed so easily?"
"Heh, do you think it's easy?" Even though he said so, Swann's voice was calm but slightly smug, "I contacted many agents who are close to me and have properties in Trash Town in advance. Only then can we have such an effect.”
Henry noticed some subtle changes in this Mr. Swann's attitude towards him: the big man who was logically far above him seemed to be trying to make friends with him, and his speech attitude was also trying to become intimate.
It's not flattering, but at least it's friendly.
That's because I voted for the governor earlier, and this Mr. Swan has to make friends with himself, so that he can talk in the future...
Thinking of the twists and turns in the middle, Henry couldn't help but feel a little proud of it.
Slightly put away this little thought, Henry continued the topic just now: "Then...wouldn't Nasser be forced to jump over the wall by doing this?"
"It's not impossible." Swan said, "but the situation should be controllable."
"How do you say that? After hearing that the governor wants to take back the entire garbage town and implement a new alliance system here, those agents who have property should object to it. Their property will be taken back, right? On the contrary, it stands to reason Those who do not have fixed property are relatively less opposed to the Governor."
Swann rarely and patiently described the situation in Garbage Town: "It looks like this on the surface, but with your ingenuity, you should think a little deeper. Those of us who have industries are the ones. We really can’t run. We ran, what else is there? There is nothing left. We don’t have enough supplies, or even enough manpower to obey our orders, and it’s a small force who wants to be a looter.”
"Even if the Governor-General wants to confiscate all properties after he comes, I have also carefully understood your policies. Those properties will not be abandoned after being confiscated, right? They must be restarted? We former masters, at least If you understand these industries, why can’t you change your original status as a business owner into a factory manager? As a factory manager, according to the 45-level assessment, it should be higher than ordinary workers and staff, right?”
"Being a factory manager who has to report to the so-called alliance production department, and all the things produced don't belong to him, is definitely not as enjoyable as being a real master. But your policy can guarantee the lower limit and let people live. A stable and decent life. Believe me, this alone is enough to attract many agents who don’t want to worry about it every day.”
"What's more, what room do we have for not accepting it? Either the garbage town will be destroyed and become nothing, or the agent will become the factory manager and become a manager. Many people will make this choice."
"On the contrary, those who have no property are the most unacceptable to the arrival of the governor. After the governor comes, will he continue to allow a large number of armed forces to be controlled by them? After the unified deployment of the new coalition government, can they still make profits by buying and selling? While there is still a chance, they run away with enough people. There are guns and people, and they can’t make a fortune wherever they go? Even if they are looters, they They are also the leaders of the looters, they still enjoy the food and drink, and they are driven by people. They are the last ones to stay in the system of the governor."
After listening to Henry, he was thoughtful.
And Swan paused, and had something to say:
"For those of us who own property, the only real concern is what happened to those who owned property in Fuxing City. What many people fear most is that they hand over their property, but in the end they are still liquidated It's like the mass execution before the Governor's speech in Fuxing City. To be honest, it started a very bad start, yours... Our Governor put a ruthless hand in order to seize the city as soon as possible, but it also started A very bad very bad head."
Having said that, Swann expressed his position and concerns to Henry, who clearly stood in the governor's camp.
Henry also understood that he hoped to ask the governor for a guarantee through himself.
But this guarantee... Henry felt that he couldn't give it.
And don't need to give.
He replied: "If you really understand the situation of those people who were executed at the beginning, you know that they deserved what they did. They killed the old councilor Hodgson who supported the Governor in the past. They tried to stop the Governor by force. Entering Fuxing City, they linked up with the cult... They deserve to die for committing these crimes. Junk Town is different from Fuxing City, if you can bring the whole city under the command of the Governor, and actively help the Governor resume production afterward, don’t What are you thinking about, so why do you worry about those who have gained or not?"
After hearing these words, Swan on the other side of the phone didn't know whether he got what he wanted or not.
It does feel a little more at ease, but not completely at ease.
After all, there is no guarantee of seriousness.
But reaching this level is considered the limit.
After hanging up the phone, Swan stood proudly at the window.
The location where his office is located is the highest point in Garbage Town.
Looking down, he has mixed feelings.
In the past, he has struggled to climb higher and higher.After climbing to the top, he reached out again, wanting to hold some more, and some more.
He wants to be the master of the entire garbage town.
Some time ago, those green-skinned orcs brought serious harm to Trash Town, and when Henry said that the governor wanted to completely recover Trash Town, he thought his dream was about to be shattered.
But now it seems that I can achieve this goal from another angle.
After all, Trash Town is two hundred kilometers away from Fuxing City. If I do well, can I be the mayor of Trash Town?As the supreme chief executive, to some extent, it seems that he can realize his past wishes.
In the past, if he wanted to be the master of Trash Town, he had to fight against the heavens and the earth, trying to find a way to fight against those who were not with him; but this time, it might not be an opportunity.The governor will help him clean up those damn things, and he can be the boss in this clean house.
It might not be a good thing!
After the governor arrives, he has to show enough performance.Do a good job in logistics support, reorganization of adventurers, inventory and handover of the overall industry in Garbage Town... these things must be done beautifully enough.
He thought of many specific implementation methods, and was a little dazed for a while.
A sound of footsteps from behind woke him up.
Turning his head, he saw a rather handsome young man in a gray combat uniform.
That was Mark Ferry, his confidant, the person he had promoted to help him take charge of his most important armed force, the 'Clock and Iron' adventure group.
"Boss, martial law has been enforced."
"it is good."
Swann's voice returned to the indifference he used to project.
He always does this, keeping his distance from people.In his view, the sense of distance is one of the key points to maintain mystery and majesty, especially for opponents.
According to the usual practice, after he said 'OK', Ferry should leave knowingly.
But today, it seems that it is not the same as usual.
Ferry hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Nasser didn't let it go, he is mobilizing the adventurers he can control who are still in the town, and there may be conflicts later."
Swan frowned, looked at Ferry and said, "Didn't I tell you this a long time ago? He really won't let it go, but he has no chance. I sent someone to cut off the communication line with the front line. Now Only my place can get in touch with the front line, which prevents him from transferring people back from the front line; the armed forces he can mobilize in the garbage town will definitely not exceed 1 people, and my 'clock blade' has returned , you have 3000 people, all of you are well-equipped. Blockade the town, don’t ask to destroy them, as long as you keep it until the governor arrives, we will win.”
"Yes, when the Governor came, he won." Ferry added, "What about us? Just now... Boss, are you talking to Denison Henry? Did he give any guarantee?"
"Yes, I will be the master of Garbage Town in the future."
Swann was unwilling to tell the truth, but he felt that what he was telling was the truth.
He would be the master of Junktown, he believed it.
"What about us?" Ferry asked again.
"You?" Swann turned around and looked Ferry up and down, as if he had known him for the first time.
"to us."
Swan showed a big smile: "You will have a good life!"
Later, he added: "There is no need to fight, you can put down your guns. Workers are needed in factories, waiters are needed in stores, and scavengers are needed in ruined mines. But at that time, scavengers should not have to worry about it. The governor should know Clean up those ruined mines. Of course, if you still want to be a soldier, you can do it. The governor's army will continue to expand its recruitment. With past experience, if you enlist in the army, you will definitely be able to get ahead with your skills. In short, It will definitely be a lot easier then.”
"Yeah...then life will be easier..."
Mark Ferry said so, but drew his gun without hesitation.
And Swann, who had already noticed something wrong with the young man's state just now, had actually raised his vigilance in his heart.He also quickly drew the pistol he carried with him.
However, he was slow.
He is no longer the person who was on the front line when he was young, leading his brothers to fight hard.The gun in his hand was well-made, with intricate patterns carved on it, more like a handicraft than a weapon.
The bullet found him first, and hit his neck accurately.
His body fell backwards uncontrollably, followed by multiple bullets hitting him, all hitting the head, neck, and heart.
It wasn't until the magazine was completely emptied that Mark Ferry slowly put down the weapon in his hand.Facing Swan, who was lying on the ground, his body convulsed occasionally, he said softly: "Boss, you will be the master of Trash Town when the Governor is here, but the Governor doesn't need someone like me, so I can only be a worker, It's really not fair to be a scavenger and start a soldier from scratch. Even if you lie to me and say that you can give me a good future, I will believe it. But you don't even want to... don't blame me."
After saying that, he withdrew his gaze, turned and left.
Ten minutes later, he met Nasser in another part of Garbage Town.
Nasser, who was pacing left and right and seemed very anxious, stood upright when he saw Mark Ferry, stared at him for several seconds, and then suddenly smiled and said, "I want to see you but I'm afraid of seeing you, But now I can be sure that I want to see you. I've got it, right?"
"Yes."
"Great! That old ghost Swan! Wanting to kill all of us and fulfill his dream of being the lord of the trash town is really hateful! Good death!"
Mark Ferry didn't want to talk about this issue again: "Time is tight, I don't have time, and I don't have the opportunity to clean the 'clock blade', and according to Swann, many property agents are supporting him If you want to leave, now is the best chance, taking advantage of the chaos caused by Swann's death, we must leave as soon as possible."
"You're right!" Nasser laughed and put his arms around Mark Ferry's shoulders, "Go! We'll go right away! From now on we will be free eagles on the yellow sand! We can eat whatever we want Go hunting! Be a dog for some governor? Ah? What we eat are those who are willing to be sheep and dogs! Ferry, you will be my best brother and our most important leader from now on! Even if there is only one piece of meat, I would rather give you food first if I am hungry!"
……
Trash Town is in chaos.
Swann's death has been spread in a small area.
Of course, the teams enforcing the martial law are all adventurers, mainly 'Clock Iron Blade', supplemented by adventurer teams hired by several other agents.
However, when Swann died and Mark Ferry, the commander of the clock blade, was suspected of mutiny, the clock blade fell into a temporary state of brain death.Some of the remaining officers disappeared, they ran away with Ferry, some were panicked, and only a small number were still determined to enforce the martial law.
And among the other real estate agents, there was no one who could temporarily preside over the overall situation.
When the tens of thousands to nearly ten thousand troops assembled by Nasser started to move, and did not hesitate to open fire on anyone who blocked them from leaving Trash Town, they almost became the only organized large-scale team in Trash Town.
They become unstoppable.
At the beginning of the breakout operation, Nasser and Mark Ferry were still a little nervous, for fear that something might happen again.
But as the vanguard had rushed out, and after they stepped out of the gate of Garbage Town with the main force, both of them relaxed at the same time.
It is a foregone conclusion to leave the garbage town and go to the vast wasteland!
But at this moment, they found that the speed of the entire team had slowed down.In front of the vehicle they were riding in, the crowd became dense, and people began to shrink back and dare not move forward.
Nasser also felt something was wrong. He picked up the walkie-talkie and asked in a loud voice, "What's the matter? What's the matter? What happened in front?"
There was a burst of electric current in the walkie-talkie, but there was no effective information at all.
After waiting for a while, when Nasser couldn't help but ask again, news finally came back:
"The chief...the governor...the governor is here!"
Nasser felt a bucket of ice water poured down his head.
Why is the governor here?
Doesn't it mean that there are at least three days left?
At this time, another voice came from the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Now... what should I do?"
Nasser was stunned, for a moment he didn't know what to do.
On the other hand, Mark Ferry looked very decisive.
He half grabbed the walkie-talkie from Nasser's hand, and shouted: "Fire! Let the vanguard fire! Let everyone get ready to break through!"
"do not!"
Naser, who subconsciously vetoed Ferry's words, glared at Naser: "What are you thinking?! It's all come to this point, where is there room for hesitation?!"
Nasser almost crushed his rotten teeth: "I can't fight... I can't fight..."
"You fucking know that you can't fight now?" Mark Ferry was furious, half turned around, grabbed Nasser's collar, and yelled almost face to face: "I have been with the boss for so many years!" Killed them all! Are you fucking telling me that you can’t beat me now?!”
Nasser was frightened by the governor, and also frightened by Mark Ferry's hideous face at the moment.He stretched out his hand and put his hand between himself and Ferry: "Why... now... now we can only disperse the team and flee in all directions... how much...how much...we will start again when we are safe... ...Gather the team!"
Hearing this, Ferry seemed to calm down all of a sudden.
He let go of his hand and asked, "How many people are estimated to be able to escape? How long will it take to gather the hands together again?"
"There must be a lot of escape!" Nasser's mind quickly calculated, "The governor is eager to take over Junk Town, as long as we don't cause too much hindrance to him, he won't encircle us with all his strength; he will die People, but there won’t be many; after everyone goes out, with my appeal, everyone will gather again soon, and you will still be that big leader...uh..."
As we spoke, gunshots rang out inside the car.
Ferry unknowingly drew his pistol and shot Nasser several times in the stomach.
With his other hand, he tightly strangled Naser's neck.
He stared at Nasser's rather ugly face, and said: "At this point, you still want to lie to me? If you really want to disperse and escape, you can gather everyone together with a single call? When the time comes The wasteland is full of small raider tribes. If you have a gun, how can someone listen to you? I killed it to become a master, not to be the leader of some small tribe! I hate people lying to me the most !"
He completely forgot what he had said to the dying Swann.
Taking a long breath, he found that the walkie-talkie next to him was not turned off.
But he didn't care about that much, picked up the walkie-phone and shouted at the other side: "Let everyone get ready! We must gather strength! Concentrate on one direction to break through! Only by concentrating on breaking through can we survive! Now I am the boss ,listen to me!"
The walkie-talkie was silent, and there was no response.
He just 'joined' in Nasser's team, and he has neither direct lineage nor prestige.
It's not that you can become the boss by killing the former boss and then saying that you are the boss.
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Henry has already learned what happened in Trash Town just now.
He was also a proxy, and the meeting should have given him a seat.If he is busy outside and has no time, his subordinates should attend instead of him.
His men had told him about it and were among those who kept quiet at the time.
Martial law is of course a good thing, to prevent the situation from deteriorating, and to prevent those agents and businessmen from fleeing with supplies and a large number of adventurers.
It will definitely be uncontrollable after a long time. The garbage town lacks a system of centralized power and does not support the long-term continuation of this strong control policy.
But even so, he still felt a little miraculous.
When he reconnected to the communication with Swan, he couldn't wait to ask: "The martial law was passed so easily?"
"Heh, do you think it's easy?" Even though he said so, Swann's voice was calm but slightly smug, "I contacted many agents who are close to me and have properties in Trash Town in advance. Only then can we have such an effect.”
Henry noticed some subtle changes in this Mr. Swann's attitude towards him: the big man who was logically far above him seemed to be trying to make friends with him, and his speech attitude was also trying to become intimate.
It's not flattering, but at least it's friendly.
That's because I voted for the governor earlier, and this Mr. Swan has to make friends with himself, so that he can talk in the future...
Thinking of the twists and turns in the middle, Henry couldn't help but feel a little proud of it.
Slightly put away this little thought, Henry continued the topic just now: "Then...wouldn't Nasser be forced to jump over the wall by doing this?"
"It's not impossible." Swan said, "but the situation should be controllable."
"How do you say that? After hearing that the governor wants to take back the entire garbage town and implement a new alliance system here, those agents who have property should object to it. Their property will be taken back, right? On the contrary, it stands to reason Those who do not have fixed property are relatively less opposed to the Governor."
Swann rarely and patiently described the situation in Garbage Town: "It looks like this on the surface, but with your ingenuity, you should think a little deeper. Those of us who have industries are the ones. We really can’t run. We ran, what else is there? There is nothing left. We don’t have enough supplies, or even enough manpower to obey our orders, and it’s a small force who wants to be a looter.”
"Even if the Governor-General wants to confiscate all properties after he comes, I have also carefully understood your policies. Those properties will not be abandoned after being confiscated, right? They must be restarted? We former masters, at least If you understand these industries, why can’t you change your original status as a business owner into a factory manager? As a factory manager, according to the 45-level assessment, it should be higher than ordinary workers and staff, right?”
"Being a factory manager who has to report to the so-called alliance production department, and all the things produced don't belong to him, is definitely not as enjoyable as being a real master. But your policy can guarantee the lower limit and let people live. A stable and decent life. Believe me, this alone is enough to attract many agents who don’t want to worry about it every day.”
"What's more, what room do we have for not accepting it? Either the garbage town will be destroyed and become nothing, or the agent will become the factory manager and become a manager. Many people will make this choice."
"On the contrary, those who have no property are the most unacceptable to the arrival of the governor. After the governor comes, will he continue to allow a large number of armed forces to be controlled by them? After the unified deployment of the new coalition government, can they still make profits by buying and selling? While there is still a chance, they run away with enough people. There are guns and people, and they can’t make a fortune wherever they go? Even if they are looters, they They are also the leaders of the looters, they still enjoy the food and drink, and they are driven by people. They are the last ones to stay in the system of the governor."
After listening to Henry, he was thoughtful.
And Swan paused, and had something to say:
"For those of us who own property, the only real concern is what happened to those who owned property in Fuxing City. What many people fear most is that they hand over their property, but in the end they are still liquidated It's like the mass execution before the Governor's speech in Fuxing City. To be honest, it started a very bad start, yours... Our Governor put a ruthless hand in order to seize the city as soon as possible, but it also started A very bad very bad head."
Having said that, Swann expressed his position and concerns to Henry, who clearly stood in the governor's camp.
Henry also understood that he hoped to ask the governor for a guarantee through himself.
But this guarantee... Henry felt that he couldn't give it.
And don't need to give.
He replied: "If you really understand the situation of those people who were executed at the beginning, you know that they deserved what they did. They killed the old councilor Hodgson who supported the Governor in the past. They tried to stop the Governor by force. Entering Fuxing City, they linked up with the cult... They deserve to die for committing these crimes. Junk Town is different from Fuxing City, if you can bring the whole city under the command of the Governor, and actively help the Governor resume production afterward, don’t What are you thinking about, so why do you worry about those who have gained or not?"
After hearing these words, Swan on the other side of the phone didn't know whether he got what he wanted or not.
It does feel a little more at ease, but not completely at ease.
After all, there is no guarantee of seriousness.
But reaching this level is considered the limit.
After hanging up the phone, Swan stood proudly at the window.
The location where his office is located is the highest point in Garbage Town.
Looking down, he has mixed feelings.
In the past, he has struggled to climb higher and higher.After climbing to the top, he reached out again, wanting to hold some more, and some more.
He wants to be the master of the entire garbage town.
Some time ago, those green-skinned orcs brought serious harm to Trash Town, and when Henry said that the governor wanted to completely recover Trash Town, he thought his dream was about to be shattered.
But now it seems that I can achieve this goal from another angle.
After all, Trash Town is two hundred kilometers away from Fuxing City. If I do well, can I be the mayor of Trash Town?As the supreme chief executive, to some extent, it seems that he can realize his past wishes.
In the past, if he wanted to be the master of Trash Town, he had to fight against the heavens and the earth, trying to find a way to fight against those who were not with him; but this time, it might not be an opportunity.The governor will help him clean up those damn things, and he can be the boss in this clean house.
It might not be a good thing!
After the governor arrives, he has to show enough performance.Do a good job in logistics support, reorganization of adventurers, inventory and handover of the overall industry in Garbage Town... these things must be done beautifully enough.
He thought of many specific implementation methods, and was a little dazed for a while.
A sound of footsteps from behind woke him up.
Turning his head, he saw a rather handsome young man in a gray combat uniform.
That was Mark Ferry, his confidant, the person he had promoted to help him take charge of his most important armed force, the 'Clock and Iron' adventure group.
"Boss, martial law has been enforced."
"it is good."
Swann's voice returned to the indifference he used to project.
He always does this, keeping his distance from people.In his view, the sense of distance is one of the key points to maintain mystery and majesty, especially for opponents.
According to the usual practice, after he said 'OK', Ferry should leave knowingly.
But today, it seems that it is not the same as usual.
Ferry hesitated for a moment, then continued: "Nasser didn't let it go, he is mobilizing the adventurers he can control who are still in the town, and there may be conflicts later."
Swan frowned, looked at Ferry and said, "Didn't I tell you this a long time ago? He really won't let it go, but he has no chance. I sent someone to cut off the communication line with the front line. Now Only my place can get in touch with the front line, which prevents him from transferring people back from the front line; the armed forces he can mobilize in the garbage town will definitely not exceed 1 people, and my 'clock blade' has returned , you have 3000 people, all of you are well-equipped. Blockade the town, don’t ask to destroy them, as long as you keep it until the governor arrives, we will win.”
"Yes, when the Governor came, he won." Ferry added, "What about us? Just now... Boss, are you talking to Denison Henry? Did he give any guarantee?"
"Yes, I will be the master of Garbage Town in the future."
Swann was unwilling to tell the truth, but he felt that what he was telling was the truth.
He would be the master of Junktown, he believed it.
"What about us?" Ferry asked again.
"You?" Swann turned around and looked Ferry up and down, as if he had known him for the first time.
"to us."
Swan showed a big smile: "You will have a good life!"
Later, he added: "There is no need to fight, you can put down your guns. Workers are needed in factories, waiters are needed in stores, and scavengers are needed in ruined mines. But at that time, scavengers should not have to worry about it. The governor should know Clean up those ruined mines. Of course, if you still want to be a soldier, you can do it. The governor's army will continue to expand its recruitment. With past experience, if you enlist in the army, you will definitely be able to get ahead with your skills. In short, It will definitely be a lot easier then.”
"Yeah...then life will be easier..."
Mark Ferry said so, but drew his gun without hesitation.
And Swann, who had already noticed something wrong with the young man's state just now, had actually raised his vigilance in his heart.He also quickly drew the pistol he carried with him.
However, he was slow.
He is no longer the person who was on the front line when he was young, leading his brothers to fight hard.The gun in his hand was well-made, with intricate patterns carved on it, more like a handicraft than a weapon.
The bullet found him first, and hit his neck accurately.
His body fell backwards uncontrollably, followed by multiple bullets hitting him, all hitting the head, neck, and heart.
It wasn't until the magazine was completely emptied that Mark Ferry slowly put down the weapon in his hand.Facing Swan, who was lying on the ground, his body convulsed occasionally, he said softly: "Boss, you will be the master of Trash Town when the Governor is here, but the Governor doesn't need someone like me, so I can only be a worker, It's really not fair to be a scavenger and start a soldier from scratch. Even if you lie to me and say that you can give me a good future, I will believe it. But you don't even want to... don't blame me."
After saying that, he withdrew his gaze, turned and left.
Ten minutes later, he met Nasser in another part of Garbage Town.
Nasser, who was pacing left and right and seemed very anxious, stood upright when he saw Mark Ferry, stared at him for several seconds, and then suddenly smiled and said, "I want to see you but I'm afraid of seeing you, But now I can be sure that I want to see you. I've got it, right?"
"Yes."
"Great! That old ghost Swan! Wanting to kill all of us and fulfill his dream of being the lord of the trash town is really hateful! Good death!"
Mark Ferry didn't want to talk about this issue again: "Time is tight, I don't have time, and I don't have the opportunity to clean the 'clock blade', and according to Swann, many property agents are supporting him If you want to leave, now is the best chance, taking advantage of the chaos caused by Swann's death, we must leave as soon as possible."
"You're right!" Nasser laughed and put his arms around Mark Ferry's shoulders, "Go! We'll go right away! From now on we will be free eagles on the yellow sand! We can eat whatever we want Go hunting! Be a dog for some governor? Ah? What we eat are those who are willing to be sheep and dogs! Ferry, you will be my best brother and our most important leader from now on! Even if there is only one piece of meat, I would rather give you food first if I am hungry!"
……
Trash Town is in chaos.
Swann's death has been spread in a small area.
Of course, the teams enforcing the martial law are all adventurers, mainly 'Clock Iron Blade', supplemented by adventurer teams hired by several other agents.
However, when Swann died and Mark Ferry, the commander of the clock blade, was suspected of mutiny, the clock blade fell into a temporary state of brain death.Some of the remaining officers disappeared, they ran away with Ferry, some were panicked, and only a small number were still determined to enforce the martial law.
And among the other real estate agents, there was no one who could temporarily preside over the overall situation.
When the tens of thousands to nearly ten thousand troops assembled by Nasser started to move, and did not hesitate to open fire on anyone who blocked them from leaving Trash Town, they almost became the only organized large-scale team in Trash Town.
They become unstoppable.
At the beginning of the breakout operation, Nasser and Mark Ferry were still a little nervous, for fear that something might happen again.
But as the vanguard had rushed out, and after they stepped out of the gate of Garbage Town with the main force, both of them relaxed at the same time.
It is a foregone conclusion to leave the garbage town and go to the vast wasteland!
But at this moment, they found that the speed of the entire team had slowed down.In front of the vehicle they were riding in, the crowd became dense, and people began to shrink back and dare not move forward.
Nasser also felt something was wrong. He picked up the walkie-talkie and asked in a loud voice, "What's the matter? What's the matter? What happened in front?"
There was a burst of electric current in the walkie-talkie, but there was no effective information at all.
After waiting for a while, when Nasser couldn't help but ask again, news finally came back:
"The chief...the governor...the governor is here!"
Nasser felt a bucket of ice water poured down his head.
Why is the governor here?
Doesn't it mean that there are at least three days left?
At this time, another voice came from the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Now... what should I do?"
Nasser was stunned, for a moment he didn't know what to do.
On the other hand, Mark Ferry looked very decisive.
He half grabbed the walkie-talkie from Nasser's hand, and shouted: "Fire! Let the vanguard fire! Let everyone get ready to break through!"
"do not!"
Naser, who subconsciously vetoed Ferry's words, glared at Naser: "What are you thinking?! It's all come to this point, where is there room for hesitation?!"
Nasser almost crushed his rotten teeth: "I can't fight... I can't fight..."
"You fucking know that you can't fight now?" Mark Ferry was furious, half turned around, grabbed Nasser's collar, and yelled almost face to face: "I have been with the boss for so many years!" Killed them all! Are you fucking telling me that you can’t beat me now?!”
Nasser was frightened by the governor, and also frightened by Mark Ferry's hideous face at the moment.He stretched out his hand and put his hand between himself and Ferry: "Why... now... now we can only disperse the team and flee in all directions... how much...how much...we will start again when we are safe... ...Gather the team!"
Hearing this, Ferry seemed to calm down all of a sudden.
He let go of his hand and asked, "How many people are estimated to be able to escape? How long will it take to gather the hands together again?"
"There must be a lot of escape!" Nasser's mind quickly calculated, "The governor is eager to take over Junk Town, as long as we don't cause too much hindrance to him, he won't encircle us with all his strength; he will die People, but there won’t be many; after everyone goes out, with my appeal, everyone will gather again soon, and you will still be that big leader...uh..."
As we spoke, gunshots rang out inside the car.
Ferry unknowingly drew his pistol and shot Nasser several times in the stomach.
With his other hand, he tightly strangled Naser's neck.
He stared at Nasser's rather ugly face, and said: "At this point, you still want to lie to me? If you really want to disperse and escape, you can gather everyone together with a single call? When the time comes The wasteland is full of small raider tribes. If you have a gun, how can someone listen to you? I killed it to become a master, not to be the leader of some small tribe! I hate people lying to me the most !"
He completely forgot what he had said to the dying Swann.
Taking a long breath, he found that the walkie-talkie next to him was not turned off.
But he didn't care about that much, picked up the walkie-phone and shouted at the other side: "Let everyone get ready! We must gather strength! Concentrate on one direction to break through! Only by concentrating on breaking through can we survive! Now I am the boss ,listen to me!"
The walkie-talkie was silent, and there was no response.
He just 'joined' in Nasser's team, and he has neither direct lineage nor prestige.
It's not that you can become the boss by killing the former boss and then saying that you are the boss.
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(End of this chapter)
