Chapter 786 Indifferent

The world in the last days is not peaceful. It has been a day and a half since the old Harris rode a dirt bike to reach Philadelphia, more than 200 kilometers away.

Philadelphia is the fifth largest city in the United States, and it is now occupied by a Brotherhood of Steel faction from New Jersey, whose leader is Simon. The population under his control is less than half a million, even worse than Zhou Qingfeng.

In the early days of the Brotherhood of Steel's establishment, it was in the nature of a multi-party alliance of powerful figures. The leaders of each family occupied their own territory, abided by the most basic covenant, and helped each other. But after a long time, there are always people who want to get more territory and benefits with bigger fists.

Philadelphia is just a few hundred kilometers southwest of New York, and Chief Simon always feels threatened by David Lawrence. In particular, the strength of the latter far exceeds that of the former. It is really a big army, and it may be finished at any time.

Boss Simon wanted to develop to the south, occupy Baltimore and enter Washington, but the current situation is that Baltimore has been looted, and Washington has also been occupied by a group of powerful mutants.

Boss Simon launched a tentative attack, but was completely defeated. The military confrontation between the two sides has lasted for almost two months, and the group of mutants suddenly said - let's not fight, let's do business!

The picture changes so fast!

But in fact, it wasn't just old Harris who was sent out by the mutant forces to contact him. Now in the Philadelphia City Hall, Boss Simon was faced with more than a dozen cans of protein powder sent. He gathered in front of him No. 7 and 8 cronies and team managers, all of whom were baffled by the situation.

Bang bang bang... After a knock on the door, the guard put another can of protein powder on Boss Simon's desk, and said, "This is from a guy named Harris. Ken walks away, saying that if he doesn't send a negotiator within three days, the mutants will eat his hostage son."

Boom... Boss Simon became impatient, he punched the table and said angrily, "What do you mean? What are those mutants trying to do? Are they threatening me?"

"Maybe it's a trap."

"But food testing has shown that these protein powders are safe."

"Mutants are terrible, I think it's better for us not to get in touch with those guys."

"Just because the other party is terrible, we should ease the relationship with the other party."

"We should send an emissary to inquire about the situation."

"Are you going to be this messenger?"

Hearing the chaotic quarrel of a bunch of people around me,

Boss Simon slammed the table again and cursed: "Can you be quiet? Our current situation is bad enough.

David Lawrence in the north is always threatening us, and the regional commanders in the west don't care about our lives at all. We lack everything now, and the only way out now is to go south. I hope you can give some useful advice! "

There are many heroes in the last days, and there are many heroes, but not everyone can organize a high-level team. Zhou Qingfeng acted early, and the five hundred people he took with him when he left New York were all selected elites. David Lawrence is famous, and many people are willing to defect to him.

And people like Simon take advantage of the situation, how far they can go depends entirely on luck. At least for now, it seems that the talents around this boss are not very good. He looked at the pile of protein powder on the table with a sad face, and after struggling for a while, he called the guard over, "The one named Harris, let him in."

Old Harris stayed up all day and night and rushed back to Philadelphia. When he saw the leader of his own faction, he knelt down and begged, hoping to send someone to talk to the mutants in Washington so that his son could be rescued.

"You said mutants have taken over the White House? Tell me about the situation there." Boss Simon was very gracious when facing Old Harris.

"There are a lot of mutants, and the leader is a 'zombie'. They look quite energetic and well equipped."

"The mutants have almost evacuated the entire Washington DC in the past two months. I saw a corner of the Pentagon being dismantled by them, and they moved out a lot of equipment from the basement of the building."

"They're not short of food, . . . "

Old Harris said a lot, but the only thing that Boss Simon could remember was the last sentence 'they are not short of food'. How could this group of mutants not be short of food?

Humans have also dealt with mutant creatures for more than half a year, and the most impressive thing is the berserk mutants. Those guys are good at everything, but they are afraid of starvation. Hungry mutants will attack with red eyes anything they see fit to eat, even their own people.

Starving mutants are extremely scary, but starving mutants are also common. After Simon failed to attack Washington, he had an ostrich mentality-wait for the mutants to starve to death, and then clean up the mess.

If people found out that Zhou Qingfeng fed more than 30,000 mutants, I'm afraid that all the people in North America who have tasted the power of mutants will jump up and curse - bastard, don't you think we have suffered enough?

Old Harris told everything he knew upside down, but seeing the indifferent expressions of these big men in front of him, he immediately felt chills—judging by the hesitation of these guys, he would definitely not take the initiative to send someone to contact the mutants Yes, then his son must be...

These people in power don't care about the life and death of the bottom at all, they just want to keep themselves, and they are most likely to do nothing.

Seeing more than a dozen cans of protein powder piled up on his desk, and thinking that his son would be eaten alive tomorrow, old Harrison couldn't sit still. One thing came to his mind in an instant, he was not the first person sent to report, and what happened to those people before...

"The leader of the mutants also said that they can't stand our delay, and if we don't comply with their demands, they will attack us."

"Yes, it suddenly occurred to me that those mutants are really impatient. They are all bad-tempered demons. Their patience has all disappeared. If they don't get what they want, they will definitely explode."

"I saw a lot of large ships on the Potomac River. I think the mutants have probably exhausted all their supplies. If they can't get food through trade, they will definitely attack us."

Old Harris' threatening words one after another frightened Simon's gang, but what he said was very true.

You must know that the fraternity forces in New Jersey are defending against the northern strongman David Lawrence. If the mutants from the south come..., they will be killed within two or three days at most from a distance of more than two hundred kilometers.

Originally thought that the mindless mutants would starve themselves to kill each other and all die. It's all right now, people are organized and armed to beg for food.

"We really should send an emissary to talk to the mutants." Simon looked around at his subordinates, but everyone avoided his eyes. Finally, he looked at the old Harris who had been staring at him, "Uh..., what's your name?"

"Harris."

"Okay, Harris, you are now the special envoy of our Brotherhood of Steel in New Jersey. I will give you a radio station and a few followers. You can go to Washington again."

"I'm an envoy?" Old Harris looked astonished.

A bunch of important figures in the office were silent just now, but now they all nodded their heads in approval of this decision.

The matter seemed to be resolved satisfactorily, but when the old Harris walked out of the Philadelphia City Hall, he cursed in despair and grief in his heart: These bastards, they don't care about the life and death of our little people. You let me talk about it casually, I might as well just join the mutants! (To be continued.)