city ​​of the end

Chapter 216 Dilemma
Something happened to the Black Hawks!
In the era of the doomsday wasteland, information spread faster than before the end of the world. It was almost dawn the next day, and all forces in the entire area, including the Rangers, knew that something big happened to the Black Hawk Regiment.And what's more, you can even find out the details-the Black Hawk regiment has provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked. More than half of them were killed!

If it's just a gathering place being knocked down, then everyone is just watching the excitement, as if Fei Lun shot down the two gathering places of the Black Hawk regiment before, and everyone else was watching from the sidelines, but they didn't want to take the opportunity It means hands-on.Fists are the biggest in the wasteland. The deterrent power of the Black Hawks does not come from their territory, nor from those rogue troops who graduated from a master's degree in eating, drinking, and having fun, but from their top management, those powerful people with high authority, These are the fangs of the Black Hawks.

Therefore, other forces dare not do anything, because they are afraid that the other party will stare at them, and then attract revenge from the Black Hawks.

But now, most of the fangs of the Black Eagle Group have been pulled out in one go, which naturally caused everyone to be shocked.

After being shocked, everyone immediately exploded with a "boom" like a wasp that had been stabbed in the nest.

The Black Hawk regiment lost three people with level five authority all at once, which was an unprecedented event.Just as Fei Lun was like a butcher slaughtering pigs to low-level ability users, the Black Eagle Group basically crushed them in the same way when facing other forces.Roll it over and then press it back, until the opponent's belt and bones are crushed to fine powder.

From this point of view, the power struggle in the last days is more like those fantasy novels——first the boss comes forward to fight for life and death, and then the younger brothers follow.If the bosses of the two sides fight to the death, then the rest will naturally be done by the younger brothers.But if the boss is directly killed by the opponent... Forget it, just surrender.

In the wasteland, this method is very popular, and it is also liked by all major forces.On the contrary, Faerun's method of killing all without leaving any chickens and dogs is chilling-there is no unified large-scale force at present, and various organizational forces are trying to expand and increase their manpower.But in reality, the population is still in short supply, the living conditions are not good, and the medical conditions are lacking, so that even the gathering places maintained by various forces are powerless to deal with this kind of thing.What's more, it will also take time for a child to become a helper when he grows up.But now, what each faction lacks the most is time.

Therefore, what they prefer is for the boss to come forward and fight the opponent first, and follow whoever wins.The survival of the fittest in primitive society is also applicable now, which is why after Ferran killed the leader of the legion, the ninth district swept across the legion gathering place like a broken bamboo.The most difficult ones were all sliced ​​and studied by Ferran, and the rest were beaten by the Big Seven casually, which was enough to make them kneel down and cry for their father and mother.It is only a few decades since the catastrophe, and the living environment is so difficult. Most people have no impression of fighting to the death for freedom, justice, and even the country.Not to mention that the land they are currently in is itself a country of immigrants. Compared with the concept of a country, the cohesion of race and religion is stronger.

Therefore, the current power structure on the wasteland is that the high-rise buildings determine the low-level buildings. If there are more strong people above, there will be more followers below. If there are fewer strong people, then there will be fewer followers.

Right now, the Black Hawk regiment is facing such a problem.

After it was determined that the three high-level members of the Black Hawk Group had been killed in a row, the following immediately became chaotic.

Especially in those gathering places close to other forces, a large number of people fled in a short period of time—and there was only one destination for them, and that was the Rangers who could fight against the Black Hawk Regiment and have persisted until now.

But for the Rangers, this is not good news.

"Another person?"

Modes looked at his colleague with red eyes, and asked involuntarily.Hearing his inquiry, another ranger nodded wearily.

"More than 50 people have come, and the higher-ups want us to be ready to receive them. Of course, in order to prevent them from causing trouble within the Rangers, they must first undergo a period of quarantine review..." Speaking of this, the Ranger couldn't help shaking shook his head. "Tell me, how did the Black Hawks get this job? The people above are crazy now. The elders have been in session for three days. I heard that they have decided to take this opportunity to trouble the Black Hawks." , saying that they want to regain lost ground..."

"I really dare to think about it."

Hearing this, Modes also sighed.He also did not expect that an unconfirmed news would drive the elders so crazy.

But thinking carefully, Modes had to admit that the madness of the Presbyterian Church was not unreasonable.

He has been with the Rangers since he was a child, and he is very clear about the grievances and hatreds between the Rangers and the Black Hawks.In fact, the original boss of this area was not the Black Hawks, but the Rangers.However, due to the concept of the Rangers, they are unwilling to form a powerful political entity, so they prefer to unite forces through the form of city-state alliances, and they are satisfied as long as they are the leaders here.

Without the existence of the Black Hawk, it can be said that the ideal of the Rangers can indeed be realized.Unfortunately, the Black Hawks appeared.

This force seems to have opposed the Rangers from the day it was born.They first gathered the bandits and small forces that were almost out of breath suppressed by the rangers.Then take the port as the core and start to gradually expand.At the beginning, the Rangers didn't take the Black Hawk Regiment seriously, but when the opponent blossomed in all directions, the Rangers also found that they were in big trouble.

And it's their own trouble.

If it is a force like the Ninth District, if there are people who want to make trouble for themselves, they will be killed without saying a word.But the rangers can't, their philosophy is fairness, justice, freedom and democracy, so when the rangers want to unite with other gathering places to attack the Black Hawk regiment, they must first contact the managers of other gathering places, and then hold a meeting... ...well, a meeting.

Then there were tears.

People's hearts in the last days are sinister. In fact, even if it is not the last days, people's hearts are not necessarily pure.Regarding the proposal of the Rangers to jointly send troops to attack the Black Hawk Regiment, the small gathering place does not have this ability, fearing that they will be tricked into being cannon fodder by the Rangers.As for those slightly larger gathering places, they are also worried that the other party is using this method to kill people with a knife, weakening their own strength, so that the rangers can control them.

So the two sides were arguing all kinds of things, and the Rangers were also very angry--Moges also knew that the elders of the Rangers at that time might not have such thoughts in their hearts, not to mention that the Black Hawks at that time were for them. It's really just a threat.

Threats, but not yet enemies.

In fact, when the Rangers confirmed that the Black Hawks were their enemy, they had already lost the cost of fighting the Black Hawks.

It's not that the Rangers didn't intend to fight the Black Hawks. There have been several fierce battles between the two sides, but in the end the Rangers suffered heavy losses—more than half of the 12 members of the Presbyterian Church lost, and the rest except three Except for the big elder, all of them are ability users with level [-] authority.And even those big shots are too old to stand up to any fierce battles.

This is why the rangers want to hunt that mutant deathclaw, if they don't have enough power, then they are really dead.

In fact, the current rangers have already been regarded as the sunset. Their high-level strength is not as good as that of the Black Hawks, their manpower is not as good as that of the Black Hawks, and their territory is not as good as that of the Black Hawks.If it wasn't for the Black Hawks themselves to consider that the expansion is too fast and need a relaxation time for internal digestion, I am afraid that the Rangers would have been overwhelmed and out of breath at this moment.

It was also because of this that when they learned that the Black Hawks had lost more than half of their top management at once, the Rangers immediately exploded.

Modes was pulled up in the middle of the night, and it has been three days now.The Presbyterian Council is even more exaggerated. According to the rumors that Modes heard, the members of the Presbyterian Council have not stepped out of the meeting room since they woke up in the middle of the night for a meeting.This also made Modes secretly sigh that the big shots in the Presbyterian Church still have such hard work.

At the same time, he shook his head secretly—the bureaucratic system of the Rangers really needs to be changed. If this continues, I am afraid that all opportunities will be ruined.

While Modes was thinking wildly, a message suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Moges, meet me in the reception room."

Hearing this voice, Modes was stunned for a moment, then he stood up immediately and walked out the door.Then he came to a reception room not far from the third floor. Modes stopped for a moment at the door, then reached out and knocked on the door.Soon, a majestic and slightly hoarse old man's voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Hearing this voice, Modes pushed open the door and walked into the room.In the living room at this moment, there is only one old man sitting quietly on the sofa. He looks about 60 years old, and his figure is a little thin, but the most eye-catching face of the old man is the left half of his face. It looked as if it had been torn apart by some large beast, and the muscles of the entire face showed a terrifying twist.Even the left eye of the old man narrowed, as terrifying as a wild wolf.However, Modes respects the old man in front of him very much, because this old man is his teacher, and at the same time, one of the three elders of the Ranger Presbyterian Church.

"Teacher, how is the situation?"

"We'll discuss it later."

Hearing Modes' curious inquiry, the old man sighed helplessly.Logically speaking, he should not disclose the internal affairs of the Presbyterian Church to his students.But now, the old man looked helpless and depressed.

"They still feel that the information is unreliable, and some people even think that this is all a conspiracy by the Black Hawks... Alas, after so many years, the Rangers are no longer good, and people's hearts are also scattered..."

Hearing this, Modes was also silent.He also knows what the old man said. The current Presbyterian Church always likes to be safe and foolproof.Maybe it was because they were hurt too badly by the Black Hawks before, but no matter what the situation is now, the top priority is safety first.But in fact, what is safe?Sometimes, thinking too much leads to failure.Just like the previous hunting mutant deathclaw, it was originally said that the rangers shot it themselves, but the higher-ups were afraid that this mutant deathclaw would cause too much loss to the rangers, and it would be more difficult to withstand the pressure of the Black Hawk regiment, so they would rather spend money to recruit mercenary.The result was good, the meat in his mouth was snatched away.What's even more frustrating is that they haven't found a solution yet...

"Teacher, what can I do for you?"

Modes coughed, then changed the subject and asked.The affairs of the Presbyterian Church are not something he can ask about, let alone manage.And the teacher came to him between meetings, obviously not to complain.He knew his teacher well, and he wasn't the type to whine when he was bored.The reason why he called himself here was obviously something.

"Is such that."

Hearing Modes' question, the old man's expression became a little more serious. He stared at Modes and asked.

"About the previous incident, I want you to make a detailed report."

"Before?"

Hearing this, Modes was taken aback for a moment before he came to his senses.

"You mean about the mutated Deathclaw? I've already reported it to the elders..."

"That's not what I said."

However, before Modesty finished speaking, the old man waved his hand.

"The one you said before, the person who killed the mutated Deathclaw, do you still have any memory?"

"this……………"

Faced with the old man's question, Modes was obviously a little surprised, but he still nodded.

"Yes, sir, I still remember."

"Very well, tell me now how many of them there are."

"Well... there are four in total, three women and one man."

"So, do you still have any impression of what that man looks like and what clothes he wears?"

"Hmm... probably in his 20s, and he's wearing clean clothes. He's wearing a black windbreaker, and he's also wearing..." Modes made a circle as he spoke. "It's a strange looking hat for such a big one."

"How he fights, you know?"

"I'm not too sure about this..."

"Um……………"

Hearing this, the old man paused for a moment, then he took out a piece of paper, put it on the table, and tapped on it.

"Look, is it dressed like this?"

Faced with the old man's question, Modes also reached out and took the piece of paper—it was a sketch. It seemed that the person who drew it still had some skills, but it was not very good.But this is not important, at least, he clearly depicted the characteristics of the characters in the painting.

It was a man in a black trench coat and a wide-brimmed hat.Although the other party didn't paint his face, Modes recognized who the person in the painting was at a glance.

"It's him, what happened to him?"

Seeing this piece of paper, Modes nodded with certainty, but he still couldn't help asking.It's really not about Modes' gossip. With his IQ, he can become the middle-level Ranger at such a young age. If you still don't see any problems, then go home and farm.

"Ha ha……………"

Hearing Modes' answer, the old man smiled wryly, then leaned back on the sofa, and after a while, he let out a long breath.

"I heard the Rangers had a little friction with him?"

"A little friction has been resolved."

Speaking of which, Modes' complexion was not good. At that time, he gave in, but it was forced by the situation, and Modes didn't want to really get into a deadlock with Faerun.But even so, he is still a young man after all, young and energetic, and things like bowing his head to others inexplicably will not make people happy.

But what surprised Modes was that the old man smiled to himself.

"You did a good job, well done, I'm so proud of you. I've heard all about what happened that day, well, maybe you don't know, in fact, what you did, brought us Rangers from the brink of destruction, to Pull it back."

"teacher?"

Facing the old man's words, Modes didn't even know how to react.

"What are you talking about...?"

"do you know who he is?"

This time, the old man did not answer immediately, but pointed to the man in the portrait again, and Modes shook his head as a matter of course.

"He introduced himself as Phelan. I look like an oriental person, but other than that, I don't understand."

Hearing this, the old man narrowed his eyes and snorted softly.

"Hehe... Let me tell you, he is one of the seven giants in District [-], codenamed 'Doctor'."

"The ninth district in the wilderness?"

Faced with this answer, Modes was obviously quite surprised. Like the Black Hawks, the Rangers were somewhat sensitive to the composition of the forces around them.It's just because the distance is too far, it's more of a state of "having heard the name for a long time", as if the Chinese know that there is Venezuela in the world, but it is reasonable to know nothing about the situation in this country.

However, the old man's next sentence completely made Modes stand on the spot.

"That's right, and after our repeated verifications, we can be sure that he was also the one who massacred the gathering place of the Black Hawk Regiment and wiped out the three high-level members of the Black Hawk Regiment!"

"what?"

Hearing this, Mojies finally couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up abruptly, and looked at his teacher in disbelief.

"is this real?"

"We have contacted the intelligence personnel within the Black Hawk Regiment, and we have also questioned members of the Black Hawk Regiment who have defected to us these days, and we can confirm that Thor did indeed provide high-level officials with information about the murderer who attacked the gathering place. , and clearly pointed out the 'doctor'... We had some doubts about the accuracy of this information before, but now it seems that the person who attacked the Black Hawk regiment is very likely to be a 'doctor', and cooperate with you Confirmation, it seems that there should be no problem."

Having said this, the old man smiled wryly and shook his head.

"After all, such a coincidence is impossible."

"…………………"

Hearing the old man's words, Modes opened his mouth, wanting to say "this is impossible", but soon, he immediately thought of the rain of light that was deeply imprinted in his mind, falling from the sky...

Uh... He doesn't know what will happen to those with high authority, but Modes can be sure that if he is inside, he will definitely not be able to survive.

But when Modes was thinking wildly, he saw the old man suddenly raised his head to look at him, and then showed a strange smile.Seeing the old man's smile, Modes felt uneasy—in his memory, once the old man showed such a smile, it would definitely not be a good thing.

Sure enough, Modes soon heard the old man's words.

"Moges, I hope you can contact this 'doctor' on behalf of the Rangers."

Hearing this, Modes was in a bad mood.

(End of this chapter)