movie savior

Panting, Smith ran to the bottom of the fort, where the convoy of the Mutual Rescue Society was, only to find that several of his men were not as fast as him, and all of them fell into the hands of refugees.

One by one is waving at him, it seems that if you slow down, you will be bitten to death by the refugees...

"What's going on?" Zhang Tianyuan came out of the command vehicle.

Smith seemed to see the savior, and rushed over: "Help!"

"Mr. President, those refugees are crazy, they are attacking us, please save our people quickly!"

Smith was panting like a stray dog.

Chairman Zhang looked at his subordinates who were overwhelmed by refugees speechlessly, knowing what they were probably going to do.

He waved his hand and asked the soldiers next to him to rescue him and bring something along the way.

Bring something?

Before Smith could understand, he saw a few soldiers rushing over against a bucket of water, and at the same time brought a large bag of compressed biscuits.

He just woke up!

On a horse!

You should have brought something there just now!

Sure enough, when the refugees saw the vat of purified water and a pack full of compressed biscuits, they immediately seemed to be fascinated, and they didn't care about his poor subordinates.

The soldiers took the opportunity to drag them back.

The plight of these people terrified Smith.

One of them had a piece of flesh bitten off his face!

This person was sent directly to the medical vehicle for treatment and surgery, and the others were also diagnosed with specific injuries by doctors...

The bloody hands made Smith's hands and feet numb.

He just said that he was from North America, and his subordinates suffered such retaliation, and he will work on this continent in the future to provide them with food and clothing?

How to do this job? !

While Smith was hesitating, Yuri appeared out of nowhere, pinched his chin, and asked his subordinates to take out some of the supplies they had brought from their car, and they came to the refugees together.

This big bald man has a hearty face, no fear or guilt can be seen:

"Hello everyone!"

"Everyone, please allow me to introduce to you an organization that represents peace..."

Chapter 465 Today, We Are All Members of the Mutual Rescue Society

"We come from a great organization with lofty ideals. It crossed countless time and space and descended before you and me, determined to bring us peace and beauty..."

Yuri stood under the fierce sunlight, the suit he was originally wearing was replaced by a toga specially made for the desert.

He raised his hands high, his white sleeves fluttering in the wind, his huge bald head shone brightly under the sun, his face was holy and pious, as if the heavenly father came to the world.

President Zhang, who was tens of meters away, looked at his outfit in surprise: "Did that Jack who runs the church fuck him?"

He asked Wang Lei next to him.

Or is there some kind of secret connection between the two?

Should not be!

That Jack is in Finch.

But, why is this routine a bit familiar!

And why would this person do this?

Wang Lei shook his head, how did he know?

When it was over, he took a sip of ice water to soothe his throat that was about to spit fire.

not far away.

Yuri is still "preaching" loudly.

"...Our world is collapsing, but the Mutual Rescue Society has decided to redeem us. We are the ones who followed them and made the same oath to rescue you from the desperate situation!"

After Yuri finished his impassioned speech, he was almost moved to tears. He raised his head to face the sun and closed his eyes.

After waiting for a while, I found that there was no applause, no cheers, or even a little response.

Yuri quietly opened his eyes, only to find that the refugees were all staring at him numbly, as if they couldn't understand what he just said.

Should not be!

He just used English on purpose!

Have these people developed their own vernacular in 23 years?

Don't even need English?

At this time, Yuri saw that the refugees were not unresponsive, on the contrary, all of their eyes were fixed on one place.

That is the material that he asked his subordinates to bring over.

Although it was sealed with boxes one by one, attractive food pictures were still printed on the boxes. If it wasn't for the Mutual Rescue soldiers who just arrived around, they might have been robbed by now.

Yuri just remembered.

A group of people who can't get enough to eat, talk about lofty ideals with them!

To draw cakes, you have to draw something that you can see!

Yuri was thinking about his dereliction of duty, while asking his subordinates to distribute the supplies in their hands.

At this time, soldiers from the Mutual Rescue Society also stepped forward to help maintain order.

"Come here quickly, here is food and water for you!"

This sentence is more effective than the hundreds of sentences just said.

The refugees swarmed up and formed a long crooked line under the command of the soldiers. All of them raised their heads high, looking forward to the food and bottled water in front of them.

After the first person received the supplies, he stammered and thanked Yuri.

The bald-headed Yuri hurriedly held him down, and said with a smile, "There's no need to thank me, we just did our best."

At this time, Smith, who had been standing blankly by the side, realized that he had really let his competitor do it!

He rushed up and shouted loudly, attracting the attention of many refugees: "Hey! You are here to thank him? Do you know who he is? Do you know where he came from?"

"He is from... ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm (⊙v⊙)"

Before he could finish speaking, Yuri's big man took three steps and two steps, seemingly graceful, but in fact he rushed up like a thunderbolt.

Smith's big mouth was covered by him, and he couldn't speak a word.

At this time, Yuri was relieved, and showed a warm smile again:

"Our world has produced too many tragedies because of confrontation. Listen to the cries on this wasteland. Everyone on this land, no matter men or women, they are our relatives, they The cry of ours is the cry of our dearest."

"The people here are suffering the most tragic tragedy in history. We are united around Mutual Aid, hoping that advanced concepts will bring us stronger strength and a new vitality to help the people on this continent. The people overcame the pain they repressed upon them."

"Let us remember this day and this moment of change. We ordinary people have witnessed a future destined to be extraordinary at this ordinary time..."

"Today, there is no nationality, no gender, no age distinction for those present. No matter who you are, we are all members of Mutual Rescue."

The refugees watched Yuri's impromptu performance in a daze.

After a few seconds, they glanced at the food and water that were being dispensed in front of them, and they all burst into violent applause, so much so that one wondered if they would snap off their arms.

"Mutual Rescue!"

"Mutual Rescue Club!!"

"Mutual Rescue!!!"

The starving refugees pulled out all their strength, shouting and waving their arms.

The wild cry swirled in the yellow sand of the desert, and with the sound of the wind, it spread out bit by bit, until it reached President Zhang's ears.

"This... this guy wasn't a pastor before, was he?"

President Zhang was shocked again.

Why does the Mutual Rescue Church seem to have taken root here all of a sudden?

Could it be that he mixed with Jack's undercover agent here?

Is it because he got on line with Yuri?

……

Deep in the desert.

The dust storm has left.

Max woke up from a handful of yellow sand.

Memories from before came back.

He was first captured by Undead Joe's hunting team, and then because of his blood type and physical health, he became a so-called "blood master", that is, a person who gave blood transfusions to others.

Because of the frequent smoking of a chromium-lead compound spray extracted from bullet farms, war boys generally suffer from serious diseases, the most common being lymphoma.

These war boys will maintain their combat effectiveness through blood transfusions, and their blood transfusion method is also full of wasteland characteristics. They directly capture people, and then use tubes to connect the blood vessels of two people...

That is to say, people are being used as blood transfusion bags.

Then the war boy who used him as a blood bag went out with the immortal old Joe, and he got into the car himself, and then he survived the sandstorm after a narrow escape.

I never thought I would have such a day...

More than 20 years ago, he seems to be a member of the special patrol team MFP police force?

Max couldn't remember the past very clearly, and he gasped and spit out the sand.

Although he overturned the car with that war boy, he was not seriously injured at all, even that war boy was the same.

Max picked up a nearby shotgun, trying to undo the chain between the two, but it misfired at this critical moment

If he continues to be tied, he will definitely be captured and used as a blood transfusion bag in the future.

Max has seen too many tragedies in the wasteland, and even his wife and children are part of the tragedies...

He has suffered too many heartbreaks, and although he is just wandering aimlessly in the wasteland now, he never wants to become such a tragedy.

But there is no such thing as an absolute path.

At this moment, Max heard the sound of ding ding not far away, and when he turned his head, he could see the shadow of a large chariot in the yellow sand.

It's the betrayed woman!

Max didn't care about that, he just knew he had a car.

After being in the wasteland for so long, he was robbed of his car more than once, and naturally he also robbed other people's cars. He was no stranger to such things.

He took the misfiring double-barreled shotgun, and carried the war boy who was in the way but couldn't get rid of it for the time being, and Max embarked on the road of grabbing the car.

It's just that things didn't go well with grabbing the car.

The traitorous woman was surprisingly tough, and the old Joe's canaries didn't want to give in to him.

The two sides quickly developed to the point of fighting.

At the end of the fight, even the war boy woke up, and then helped Max load the magazine before subduing the unusually tough woman.

By this time, the convoy of chasing soldiers could already be seen from a distance. They were coming at full speed, and it would only take a few minutes...

After Max cut the railway between himself and the war boy, he hurried into the big truck alone, and tried to escape with one kick of the accelerator.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the woman named Fei Luosha actually insured her car!

Physical insurance!

Without unlocking the safety lock, this chariot will automatically stop and turn off as long as it drives a certain distance!

This is a high-tech horse!

Ferosa also caught up at this time and asked Max to bring herself and other women.

Seeing the pursuers getting closer and closer, Max could only agree to this request in the end.