Chapter 930: Disappearing Seaport, New Opportunities!

"You mean that such a large area of ​​sea around our Sunny Harbor City has disappeared? Only the bare riverbed is left? None of us can feel it?"

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Kneeling on one knee, Garu suppressed his inner fear and trembled slightly.

The shelter has been established for more than 300 years since the war, and it has been replaced by countless generations of managers.

According to the tradition inherited from the Free State, most managers of shelters are basically elected by referendum. For example, the current manager of the Harbor Shelter was just a skilled fisherman before, and later won the election after continuously winning 70% of the votes.

But there are also a few shelters that have different election rules in the process of development, either because of reform or because of accidents.

The current Pingtan Shelter is one of them.

It is rumored that before Hunter Tiger ascended to the throne of manager, he personally broke the neck of the previous manager.

The reason is simple.

Under his command, the Pingtan Shelter could not resist the increasingly arrogant mutants at all, and could only continuously shrink the defense line, causing unnecessary casualties.

Even though there were countless remonstrances, he ignored them and still insisted on his own ideas.

One night, Liehu, the captain of the Pingtan Defense Team, finally had enough of being frustrated and went into the manager's room to report the results of the battle.

When he came out again, the previous manager had disappeared, and even the body was gone. Only a blood-stained confession made people realize what had happened.

In the following three months, Liehu used thundering means to make the nearby mutants pay the price, and personally dueled with the mutant leader and won a direct victory.

With an unprecedented 100% support, he sat on the throne of the manager of the Pingtan Shelter.

Liehu became the past, and Pingtan represented a new life.

But there is no doubt that among all the managers of the shelter, he is the most vicious one and the one who likes to use violence the most.

"Respected Pingtan Shelter Administrator, this is absolutely true. Lord Haigang is willing to guarantee it with his own reputation and has sent people to synchronize this news to all shelters. He will never dare to deceive you."

"Oh? Lord Qinggang also knows?"

"Yes, according to the time, the team heading to Qinggang Shelter should have arrived."

Garu lowered his head even more humbly.

The news that the Harbor Shelter wanted to sell was certainly not the disappearance of the bay, nor the cause of the fog.

He was waiting, waiting for Liehu to ask himself.

Sure enough.

"Without Haigang, your Harbor Shelter will probably be disbanded in a short time, right?"

Hearing this expected inquiry, Garu's drooping face finally showed a little joy, and a hint of contempt appeared in his eyes.

Sure enough, the administrators who relied on force to get to the top are stupid, and they only know how to fight and kill.

His current reaction is completely within the expectations of the group of "old scholars" in the shelter.

In other words, the harbor shelter had prepared a plan before coming.

At this point, everything was as expected.

"Lord Pingtan, we can contribute the information about the disappearance of the sea around Qinggang City for free, but the next information will probably have to..."

"Tell me, what's the price."

"One hundred kilograms of nitrocellulose, ten sets of thermal suits and one set of exoskeleton! "

After saying this, Garu raised his head for the first time and looked at the man sitting in the wide seat in front.

The exposed red skin was out of place with the green mutants.

The broad, square-shaped face should have been righteous, but now it was full of evil and domineering because of the red lines.

He was over two meters tall, and his terrifying muscles were like a small mountain.

After just one look, Garu felt that his breathing had stagnated for a few seconds.

But fortunately, looking at the slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he didn't seem to be angry about his offer?

This was 20% higher than the highest reference price given by the old scholars in the shelter.

If it really succeeds, the extra exoskeleton

"Liu Lu."

"I'm here."

"I'll keep this person, you should know what to do with those people outside, right? "

The smile on Liehu's calm face became more and more intense.

The silver-white metal ground reflected and distorted, as if the devil was laughing hideously.

"What, Lord Pingtan you..."

Garoo, who was lying on the ground, reacted and subconsciously touched his waist.

But unfortunately, his weapon had been confiscated long ago, and he was also replaced with the other party's clothes.

The bright green thermal suit was like a carnivorous plant at this time. It just lightly bound and contracted, and it was like a rope that strangled him to the ground.

"Uh-huh, Liehu, you broke the rules, Lord Haigang will never do that."

The collar of the thermal suit came up and completely blocked Garoo's mouth.

Liehu waved his hand impatiently.

"Go, don't let anyone go, the supplies outside will be counted as your 7th floor task share. "

"Yes. "

Liu Lu knelt on one knee and nodded in response, his face was depressed, but he didn't dare to say any complaints.

Capturing Garu and destroying the caravan outside would be equivalent to offending the harbor shelter.

This month's material task can be completed by looting this batch of goods.

But what about next month? What about the month after that?

If the sea really disappears, the Foundation's merchant ships will definitely not be counted on.

Under the fog, the frequency of those passing merchants will also be greatly reduced.

In this case, the shelter will have a hard time in the future.

Thinking of this, Liu Lu suddenly understood why Yehu had impulsively arrested people just now.

Not because of the price.

But because of the lack of supplies, these forces in Qinggang City will never maintain such a balance again.

Just like every time there was a shortage of supplies due to natural disasters in the past two hundred years or so.

A large-scale plundering war is about to break out.

“Master, thirty-two individuals, armed with weapons, have been detected traveling through the shaft to the surface.

"Based on the individual's external information collection, the combat probability is >7%."

Zero, which was maintaining directional surveillance, vibrated slightly and ejected a simulated picture on the wall.

In the long and narrow shaft, like candied haws, the person at the front was already squatting at the mouth of the shaft.

The caravans who came from outside and wore black armor were sitting on the ground not far from the well mouth to rest.

They didn't realize that there were so many people ambushing them under the shaft.

Of course, they didn't expect it.

"Didi has detected that four people wearing exoskeleton armor have surrounded North 21, North 27, West 165, and West 197. The targets are being analyzed."

"Based on the individual's external information collection, the opponent's target is a man in black armor, and the combat probability is >9%."

"Huh? Are you going to take action?"

After hearing such a high-probability report, Sumo stood up, his eyes twinkling slightly.

Just now, he saw with his own eyes the captain of the black-armored man, following the patrolling personnel down the wellhead.

But now that the price has not been negotiated, are you planning to plunder violently?

Somo thought in his mind.

If it was a gangster attack, he might have been surprised when he first arrived in the wasteland.

But I have been to the future wasteland and seen even more chaotic situations. The current scene is simply too childish.

Since the man in black armor dared to pay ten times the price, he should probably think of what would happen if he failed.

Even though Gopher Man has always followed the rules.

"It would be nice to know what they talked about when they went down there."

Sumo was quite sorry.

Surrounded by so many people, they still didn't realize that the fate of the Black Armored Team was already doomed.

However, the information just collected is very useful. At least we know the general distribution of power in Qinggang City, as well as the personality and style of the western suburbs bunker.

As the four exoskeleton armors surrounding them from behind suddenly exploded.

More than thirty people jumped out of the shaft entrance.

Crackling.

Different from the defective goods in the hands of Delang that he found materials and pieced together by himself, the weapons in the hands of these people are all very sophisticated.

For a moment, tongues of flame were flying everywhere, shrouded in a dense fire net.

The six men in black armor in the front row fell into pools of blood before they could even scream.

The two people in the back row wanted to run, but they bumped head-on into an exoskeleton armor after taking a few steps.

In the fog, his face gradually became clear, and it was Liu Lu!

"Liu Liulu, you guys broke the rules in Pingtan!"

"Although our Harbor Shelter can't help you, Sunny Harbor, Sunny Harbor Shelter will definitely not spare you!"

Holding the gun in his hand tightly, the man in black armor did not fire.

Facing the powerful exoskeleton, he was surrounded by the opponent again.

At this time, he could only hope that his threats would have some meager effect.

But it's a pity

"Brother, forgive me, I have no choice but to do so." There was no emotion or joy on Liu Lu's calm face, only endless numbness: "This is an order from the manager. I believe you should be able to understand."

"Hunting tigers? How dare he? Does he still think that Qinggang City is still the same as ten years ago?"

boom.

Before the man in black armor finished speaking, a bullet was shot from the gun held in Liu Lu's hand, accurately penetrating the weakest point in his throat, and causing a beautiful spurt of blood.

"Shhh."

"The manager doesn't like hearing you say that about him."

Turning his head and looking calmly at the last man in black armor, Liu Lu raised his gun slightly.

"Give you a chance, tell me what happened in the disappearing sea outside the harbor shelter?"

"Good answer, maybe I can give you a way to survive."

"you sure?"

Liu Lu didn't speak. He raised his hand and made a gesture to the men surrounding him.

The others understood and deliberately made an opening in the encirclement.

"Well, considering that we have been trading for five years, I hope you can keep your promise."

"But only you can listen to what I say next."

The man in black armor gritted his teeth, motioned Liu Lu to lower his head and whispered: "Beyond the harbor, it's not that the sea has disappeared, but that new land has appeared. The surrounding areas of Qinggang City have completely changed."

"changed?"

"Yes, the sea disappears, the seabed disappears, and it is replaced by a new land. There are trees, grass, strange city ruins, and"

boom.

A bullet suddenly flew from behind and hit the man in black armor in the chest.

The blood that instantly burst out from the lungs blocked the throat, blocking all the words that people wanted to say, and could only make meaningless whines.

"Why"

In the flashback at the moment of death, the man in black armor coughed out a large mouthful of blood, muttering full of reluctance.

Liu Lu raised his head and looked at the place where the bullet was fired, his expression darkened.

It was a thin middle-aged man holding a revolver and wearing denim clothing, walking casually from a distance.

He was whistling, holding a piece of weed in his mouth, and kept turning the revolver in his hand to make fancy movements.

Seeing everyone looking at him, he even deliberately raised the muzzle of the gun and blew out a breath slightly, with a cynical smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with his shooting skills.

"Wang Qian, Wang, you are breaking some rules, aren't you?" Liu Lu's face was livid.

People are not plants, who can be ruthless.

Since he inherited the position of deputy chief of B-7, he has been dealing with the people in the harbor shelter for nearly six years, and his friendship is much closer than that of people in other levels in the shelter.

Even if Wang Qian is the deputy chief of B-9, killing people in front of him is equivalent to slapping in the face.

However

"Rules?" Wang Qian stopped and laughed as if he had heard a big joke: "My Liu, our Pingtan Shelter has never had a precedent of a deputy chief interrogating an enemy, right?"

"You"

"I saved your life, for the sake of your dead father." Wang Qian turned the revolver and inserted it into his waist, glancing at the direction of the wellhead.

Following his gaze, Liu Lu's breath was instantly choked.

Jin Dafa, the floor leader in charge of the management of the B-7 floor, unexpectedly appeared at the wellhead without knowing when.

You know, he is a semi-civilian staff

Although the two of them usually don't get along, but now this posture

"Very good, you should understand, it seems that I didn't make a wasted trip."

Wang Qian showed a relaxed smile on his face: "Go back and read more about the history of the shelter in the past thirty years, and wait for the opportunity. After the chaos, it will be the day for those of us who do dirty work to come to the fore."

As he said, he walked in another direction without looking back.

When passing by Jin Dafa, he whistled provocatively, lowered his head and said something unknown.

"Captain, these people..."

"Take off their clothes and find a place to bury them." Liu Lu was confused and hurriedly gave a command.

He was not a fool, and he had read the history of the shelter more than once.

The meaning of Wang Qian's words just now was clear.

The past thirty years.

On weekdays, the floor leader and the deputy floor leader check and balance each other, one is responsible for management, and the other is responsible for force.

When there is no battle, the floor leader in charge of management can often suppress the deputy floor leader.

But every time the situation gets really chaotic, in order to win over those who are capable of fighting, the manager often rewards them with rewards that were unimaginable before.

Or materials, or women, or status.

Jin Dafa, this guy, certainly doesn't want to see me replace him and become the floor leader of B-7.

"Fuck, they are all a bunch of idiots."

"Without the harbor shelter route, you want to drag me down again. When you fail to complete the material collection task next month, you are still your floor leader."

After cursing in a low voice, Liu Lu quickly adjusted his mentality and squeezed out a smile.

Under the same roof, we should talk and do what we should do.

Before the face is completely torn, everyone will still maintain the tacit understanding of the past and pretend that nothing has happened.

In order to complete the B-7 mission next month, those damned things would not go crazy and self-destruct after being thrown out of the shelter.

Endure it.

We'll settle this account later!

However, what he didn't know was.

On a high wall a few hundred meters away, Su Mo, who had observed the entire process, squeezed out a smile that he couldn't suppress.

"Flat Beach"

"Did you find that you have left Blue Star?"

"Shelters are divided and managed according to the number of floors?"

"Internal fighting?"

"Supply tasks every month?"

More and more information was connected together, and Su Mo could roughly outline a line of events.

Before, he was still thinking about how to find a breakthrough to break through this bunker.

Now.

Looking at Liu Lu wearing an exoskeleton, he began to appease the frightened whip bull and collect the supplies left by the black-armored man.

Su Mo turned around and his figure gradually disappeared in the mist.