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This is a bald middle-aged man named Yuri. At this time, he also wiped the sweat from his forehead, pretending to be calm and expressing that he suddenly remembered something urgent.

"Then hurry up, people have three urgencies, don't hold back."

Wang Lei waved to him, and then signaled the surrounding soldiers who were going to drive Smith away to disperse, and went to meet President Zhang himself.

"I have already told them the general requirements."

"Well, it's hard work." Zhang Tianyuan nodded, "Go and see the group of captives just now, and let them guide us."

Wang Lei agreed, but before he left, he couldn't help asking: "President, if Smith doesn't find me, will he really be expelled?"

"Otherwise?" Zhang Tianyuan said nonchalantly, "Whoever is more responsible and who is less responsible has nothing to do with us. Anyway, we are not the ones who provide the aid."

Right!

Wang Lei realized.

As long as there is enough aid, who cares where it comes from?

The refugees in this wasteland don't care who provided the supplies, so why should they care?

Chapter 462 Private Aid

Wang Lei returned to the scene where the prisoners lay dead.

More than 30 members of the vulture tribe were still lying here, and there was a rhythmic "dong dong" sound not far away. A skinny young man charged the armored vehicle again and again like an old monk ringing a bell.

Bruce is obviously not as strong as his brother Barry imagined.

He said at least that he had launched a hundred charges, and as a result, except for a few more mud marks on the armored vehicle, there was no trace left.

"Okay, let him return to the team, the punishment is here for the time being, everyone get up, don't expose him to death."

Wang Lei gave the order.

Soon all the captives were called from the ground to the shade, and soldiers brought buckets of water up, and then put some snow-white salt into it in front of everyone.

The salt particles like snowflakes fell into the water and melted into it in less than an instant.

The captives who saw this scene couldn't help opening their chapped lips, gasping for breath, as if possessed by a demon, and even sticking out their whitish tongues, stirring them in the dry air, It was like being in that bucket of salt water.

Whether it's water or those snow-white salts, they are things that they can't ask for in their daily lives.

Looking at the demeanor of the crowd, Wang Lei waved his hand and signaled them: "Line up and get water!"

Then, a soldier next to the bucket picked up a large spoon and stirred it twice to make sure that the salt grains had melted, and then knocked on the bucket.

After two bangs, someone came up with a big bowl.

"bring it on!"

The soldiers in charge of dividing the water waved to everyone.

However, the captives still stood where they were, not daring to move.

They never thought of drinking this water.

How can captives be treated like this in the wasteland?

The general fate of captives is to be sold, or used as a slave or an item, to squeeze out all the value as quickly as possible, or worse, to become a food reserve...

Therefore, in the current situation of dividing water for them, there must be a hidden trap to tease them. For example, the first person will pick up the arteries, pour that person's blood into a bucket and mix them, and then force them drink it or something.

In the wasteland, such pranks are common.

Nothing good will happen to this land.

Even when it rains, it carries radiation dust, and if you get wet, you will die.

The stalemate continued until Wang Lei came down to carry people in person, and his elder brother Barry and his younger brother Bruce were the first to be carried to the front.

A bowl was stuffed in each of the two people's hands, and then they each filled a bowl of water with mournful faces, and finally drank it as if they were dead under Wang Lei's staring gaze.

When the two brothers thought about it, since their aorta was not broken, there might be only one left——

Water is highly toxic!

At this time.

Zhang Tianyuan also came over, and seeing the pain of the two brothers, he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Sudden illness?"

Wang Lei turned his head, spread out his hands, and made a blank expression: "I guess I'm not used to someone being nice to them."

After so many times and spaces, the people under Wang Lei also understood the brain circuits of refugees in certain situations.

For this situation, they don't need to make any verbal explanations, as long as they give real benefits, no matter whether the refugees are willing to accept it at the beginning, they will be ecstatic in the end anyway.

Is this not?

When Wang Lei turned his head again, the two brothers had already filled the second bowl of water with glowing eyes.

Seeing them drinking happily, the people behind were also a little moved...

When the two brothers drank the fourth bowl, they were pushed aside by other prisoners. The other prisoners took the initiative to pick up the bowl and handed it to the soldiers who distributed the water, looking eagerly at the water in the bucket.

Occasionally, there was a phenomenon of jumping in line and looting, but the soldiers in charge of order directly fired warning shots, and no one dared to be impulsive immediately.

The scene was quiet.

Then Smith and Uri also came back separately.

The two were still wearing the same clothes as before, but it somehow made people feel that they were more reserved. Before, they were like a big crab with teeth and claws, with a calm expression.

Now he put away his pliers and feet, and huddled in a corner, thinking about the past.

The change in mentality of the two has unconsciously affected their demeanor.

Zhang Tianyuan also knew what Connor and Sky meant when he saw this.

The two must have scolded Smith and Uri at the same time.

Although they most likely had the same idea before.

But after finding out that they stepped on the line, the speed of these two people shrinking their heads was definitely faster than lightning.

"Mr. President!" Smith greeted him with a smile on his face, followed by two staff members pushing a small cart.

"I just had a deep reflection. I think they became such villains because the natural environment and social environment are too bad."

"And this undoubtedly has an inseparable relationship with us. I must express my apologies to them, and at the same time I would like to give them some compensation in my personal capacity..."

?

A question mark appeared on Zhang Tianyuan's forehead.

Before he could ask clearly, Smith turned to the captives who were drinking water and said, "Everyone, I am very sorry for your tragic experiences over the years. We have an unforgivable responsibility for this, and for this I must make amends." , please tell me what you most wish to have?"

The captives of the vulture tribe were stunned.

Looking at the clear water in the bowl, and then looking at Smith with a face of "I'm sorry for being stupid and rich", do you feel like you are dreaming today?

Why after these people defeated them, not only didn't they sell them, they didn't torture and enslave them, but instead they gave them precious water, and even helped them realize their wishes?

The astonishment is the astonishment, but you must take advantage of the advantages, and you are a fool if you don’t give things for nothing!

After a few seconds, the first person stood up:

"I...I, I..."

Smith smiled and gave him an encouraging look.

"I want a brand new chariot with a 3.0T four-wheel drive V8 engine and 340 horsepower!"

"???"

"It also needs to be equipped with crossbow bolts!"

"Nitrogen to speed up!"

"Me! I want a machine gun and an endless supply of bullets!"

"I want a tank! A real tank, like them, a real tank with armor on the outside!" As he spoke, the excited man pointed to the black armored vehicle of the Mutual Rescue Society, almost drooling.

This time it was Smith's turn to be stunned...

What the hell is this!

What he meant was that he could donate a little food or salt!

They already carried these things in the convoy and kept them ready at any time.

But what the hell are they talking about now?

These things, is that what he can get here?

Next to him, the bald-headed Yuri suddenly stood up, and said in a low voice:

"I have these!"

Chapter 463

"..."

Yuri's "I have" stopped Smith.

At the same time, it also suppressed the people of the Mutual Rescue Society.

Except for those excited refugees, everyone looked at Yuri with strange eyes.

At the critical moment, Chairman Zhang stood up.

"Okay, don't buy what you have here. These people are currently our captives. They don't know how to develop in the future. They are not qualified to ask for any supplies."

joke!

Although the people of these vulture tribes look pitiful now, they are definitely not good people.

In other words, the violent gangs in this wasteland have no good people.

For people like the Vulture tribe, murder, arson, robbing and ransacking their homes are common things.

Therefore, even if there are supplies, it is not the turn of these people now.

Smith is just playing the piano, and Yuri is even more so. He even agreed to the request for a tank. He is addicted to selling arms, and now he wants to send some trial versions in advance, right?

Zhang Tianyuan's gaze towards the two of them faded a little bit before he knew it. He thought that the two of them would be able to wake up and turn around, but now it seems that they turned back, that is, the angle was a little bit more, and it was just 360 degrees. .

Yuri and Smith also reacted at this time, and stood aside with their mouths tightly shut, not daring to say a word.

Zhang Tianyuan didn't bother to show his face to these two guys, and turned to face the trembling refugees.

They also know how to look at their faces. They were happily asking for this and that just now, but after seeing the atmosphere at the scene, they immediately tucked their tails and pretended to be blind and dumb.

Very clever.

"Okay, now we need to find a gathering point with many people, who of you can show us the way?"

Zhang Tianyuan asked.

The Mutual Rescue soldiers next to him translated.

Immediately a prisoner raised his hand.

The soldier dragged him out, and the people next to him took a closer look, only to realize that it was Barry Allen, the guy who cheated just now.

Perhaps startled by the sudden movement, Barry, who had just recovered from the delicious thirst-quenching salt water, turned into a coward again, and said tremblingly:

"I... I mean..."

"Your brother?"

The soldier next to him had already guessed what he was going to say.

Barry the chicken nodded like pecking rice.

"My brother knows where to go! He's like a living map!"

Bruce, who was still licking the bowl, seemed to feel something, and suddenly raised his head. Before his tongue could be retracted into his mouth, he was framed again.

"Lead the way, live map."

The soldier tapped Bruce on the shoulder.

Bruce was still holding a bowl in his hand, and the eyes deeply sunken into the eye frame seemed to be automatically positioned by radar, and they were positioned on his brother in a blink of an eye.