Movie Savior

  Chapter 181 Equal weight exchange (13, please subscribe to the monthly pass)

The    operation went on for a long time.

  Robert sat in the armored vehicle and witnessed the entire operation.

  The missiles that fell from the sky blew up the convoys that escaped from several strongholds in an instant.

   Then, with the support of flares and the lights of armored vehicles, the coalition forces advanced inside each stronghold.

   As presumed before the battle, the people still in the stronghold are mostly slaves or people for other purposes.

The    coalition succeeded in taking these places with little resistance.

   For what happened in these strongholds, although the soldiers in the coalition army had become used to it after going through the labor camps during the day, they still felt uncomfortable.

   Not because these slaves were too miserable.

  To say miserable, everyone is from the doomsday time and space, and there are actually quite a few miserable situations.

   But because these places are not only tragic, but also contain the extreme evil in human nature.

   This is where the heart is pounding.

  Many warriors endured the discomfort to verify the identities of all the rescued people and arrange treatment. During the process, they couldn't even bear to look at these poor people, for fear that their eyes would sting them.

   This is the most time-consuming part of the entire battle.

   In addition, there are battlefield strikes.

   Considering the biological and chemical weapons mentioned in the intelligence, the Allied Forces of the Mutual Rescue Association treated the bombing site innocuously and conducted continuous monitoring, but no abnormality has been found.

   All strongholds, including the Newt gang, have been carefully searched.

   In the end, a large can of sarin gas was found in the headquarters, confirming the claim that they possessed biological and chemical weapons.

   After the canister of poisonous gas was handed over to the biochemical control team, the entire battle was declared over.

  The Newt gang, which dominated the entire San Francisco city area, was wiped out completely helpless.

   The speed is so fast that they can't even react.

   Because in the next two days, the soldiers who were guarding the city often caught Newt gang members returning from other places in unknown circumstances.

   In short, the era of the Newt gang is over.

   For the survivors hiding in downtown San Francisco, they felt the most.

   Since that night's bombing, there have been no more lunatics who "hunt" on the streets every day, replaced by those tanks and armored vehicles.

  Although everyone is equally afraid of these mysterious oriental people, at least they won't see a figure from a distance and be like a lunatic, drinking and chasing after them.

   There is no problem even walking directly in front of them, and the mysterious Eastern warriors will politely stop the armored car and let them pass first.

   Of course, the premise of politeness is not to show the gun in front of these people.

   Taking advantage of this time, the survivors were like mice walking out of the sewers, searching for supplies in every corner of the city.

   Just when everyone is guessing how long this "peace" will last.

   One morning.

   changes, as they expected.

   "What is that?" Jack, who had been in contact with the coalition soldiers, dragged a basket and suddenly found that there seemed to be a pile of things in the square in front.

   A bunch of millet?

The companion next to    bumped against him, also pointing at the square: "Is that rice? White rice?"

  Jack was bumped and said angrily: "Hey, I know, I can see, **** you don't touch me!"

   The two of them looked forward together.

   In the middle of the square, a huge three-color tarpaulin covered the ground, and the rice on it piled up to form a tall white tower.

   There are also armor and tanks near this rice tower, as well as four makeshift battle forts.

   Heavily armed soldiers are on duty inside.

   On the nearby high-rise buildings, you can also see that there are soldiers controlling the commanding heights.

   It is precisely because of the existence of these people that no one dares to go forward and **** up the rice.

In addition to Jack, there were many survivors watching in the dark. Many people just looked at the pile of rice that was as white as pearls, and the saliva in their mouths kept secreting, and their stomachs were also drooling. Cooing.

   Not all survivors have a "good life" even in San Francisco.

   In general, it’s good to be able to find a little leftover food from the old days.

  More people live by eating rats and even bark and grass.

   Seeing so much serious food now, if it weren't for the dark muzzle of the tank facing them.

   These people are probably going crazy long ago.

  Jack remembered his last experience and approached boldly: "Hey, what charity event are you holding?"

   At this moment, a white man who was also fully armed came out from the inside, and stood in front of the rice tower with a pair of standing cards in his hand.

   Then the white man motioned for Jack to come over and see what was written on the sign.

  Jack looked back at his companion, made sure he was still there, then stepped forward and read out the English part above:

   "With weapons and ammunition, you can exchange for food of the same weight, unlimited exchange, limited time for five days?"

   said, he looked at the pistol on his waist, his hand couldn't help but move slightly.

   But immediately, he felt a murderous aura.

  Jack looked up and found that the big white man in front of him was staring at him with dangerous eyes, and his hand had already touched the rifle.

   Seeing the skilled look of the other party, Jack immediately woke up and left his waist like an electric shock.

  Then the big white man pointed him to a place, "The bullets were separated, thrown into that basket, and then went here to get food."

   "Thank you." Jack immediately thanked.

   At this time outside the square, many people have seen the big characters on the sign with binoculars.

   It's just that everyone is still rubbing their stomachs and watching.

   They watched as Jack threw two pistols into the weighing basket and then walked to the rice towers.

  The white man took a large shovel and directly shoveled a bag of rice and handed it out...

  Jack took the rice that belonged to him, and couldn't help rubbing it. There was a clear grainy feel inside, and there was a faint fragrance of powder.

   He thanked him and was about to leave to find more used weapons and come here to exchange food.

   The white man stopped him.

   "Aren't you afraid of being robbed by taking the rice back like this?"

  Jack was about to say that his companion still had guns, but he glanced outside and seemed to see countless pairs of eyes in the distance, like wolves in the dark night.

   He reacted immediately—

   His companions have guns, but the other survivors have more!

   "Then what should I do?" He asked following the other party's words.

   The white man chuckled, "You and Rice stay here, let your companions go back, and relocate all of you, and we will arrange accommodation for you."

   "As long as you live in the area arranged by us, we will be responsible for the security of the entire area, prohibiting all theft, robbery, and higher-level crimes."

   Hearing this, Jack seems to understand the thoughts of these mysterious people...

   (end of this chapter)