His eyelids moved slightly.
His consciousness gradually returned.
When he opened his eyes, Blood Axe shook his dizzy head and struggled to get up from the ground. The rifle fell not far away. He stumbled over, picked it up from the ground, put the butt on the ground, and steadied himself against the wall.
The dark cave was so dark that he couldn't see his fingers. He grinned and took out a red flaming stick from the backpack behind him. After tearing the seal, he lit it with a lighter and threw it forward.
The orange-red flame drew a trail in the air, rolled on the ground, and lit up the entire space.
With the help of the flickering flames, Blood Axe narrowed his eyes and looked around.
The steep cliff was like a cage, imprisoning him in darkness and despair. From time to time, a few wisps of fine quicksand fell from the air, like a veil across the dry ground, dragging a rustling sound on the ground. In front of him was a dark cave. At present, it seemed to be the only way out, but he didn't know where it led …
"Where the fu * k is this?" Blood Axe cursed as he opened the EP on his left wrist. Like most survivors, his EP was equipped with a radio mapping chip. Even without relying on satellites, he could do simple mapping of a small range of terrain. However, it was useless. The length of the cave in front of him was obviously more than one hundred meters, and the end of the map was still darkness.
"Dammit!"
Blood Axe slammed his fist on the rock wall, and a trace of despair appeared on his face.
He already began to regret it …
Just a month ago, he took this mission from Zhou Guoping. The yellow man promised him that if he found NATO's nuclear arsenal, he would be granted the identity of NAC's upper class citizen and rewarded him with a full box of canned food.
For the mercenaries who served in the colony, a legal citizen status was almost their dream. Even Blood Axe, the leader of the Raiders, was no exception, let alone becoming a high-class citizen in one step.
Becoming an upper class citizen meant that he would never starve to death. Even if he didn't do anything, he could enjoy a minimum level of protection. If he worked a little harder and made some contributions in the army, it was not impossible for him to become an honorable knight.
But thinking about it now was pointless. If he couldn't leave this place alive, what was the difference between being a knight or a raider?
Looking at the only way out, Blood Axe hesitated for a moment, loaded the automatic rifle, walked forward, and picked up the molotov cocktail from the ground.
If he stayed, he would definitely die. Now, there was only one path in front of him, and that was to continue moving forward.
Whether it led to heaven or hell, even if it was the nest of Death Claws or other mutants, he had to continue.
In the end, the desire to live won over the fear of darkness and the unknown.
"F * ck! F * ck! "
As if to cheer himself up, Blood Axe spat on the ground with all his might. Once he made up his mind, he clamped the butt of the gun under his right arm. His left hand held the flaming rod that served as a torch, and he carefully felt his way into the depths of the cave.
…
Black Skull was thrown into the colony's prison. According to NAC's law, he should be sentenced to death, but Jiang Chen gave him a chance to redeem himself. If he could confess something useful, it was not impossible to spare his life.
As for the raiders, they were all reduced to slaves. The survivors recruited at Santa Monica Airport were immediately put to use. Led by Han Yue, the supervisor, they pointed their rifles at the raiders and watched them work on the construction site.
The two hundred immigrants detained in the colony were all rescued and temporarily placed in the colony's collective dormitories along with the more than one thousand survivors in the fallout shelter. Before finding out the reason for the disappearance of the colony residents, Jiang Chen didn't have much work to arrange for them.
He was now thinking about a problem.
If the disappearance of the colony residents was caused by human factors, then now that NAC recaptured the colony, would the disaster that happened once happen again?
Out of this concern, Jiang Chen did not immediately dismiss the mercenaries in the fortress.
He sent a guard who had worked in the logistics department to the warehouse. Jiang Chen arranged the work of counting materials and distributing the spoils of war. Then he sent a message to Sun Jiao through the fourth-dimensional communication chip on his watch, asking her to inform the expeditionary force's airship that it was ready to depart.
In order to restore the colony's operation as soon as possible, he also told Sun Jiao to tell Wang Qin to transfer a group of "civil servants" from the logistics department. The military government was still quite diligent in the talent reserve. Although such a big change occurred in the colony, it was not enough to affect the foundation.
Most of the 30,000 people who disappeared were bought slaves, and less than one-tenth of them immigrated from NAC. The real pity was only the fifty power armors and the loss of more than 500 soldiers.
However, Jiang Chen felt that there was a high probability that they were still alive.
Because there were more than 30,000 people. Even if they killed 30,000 chickens, it would be impossible to kill them without a sound.
Outside the Governor's Mansion, the sky had darkened.
"Thank you for saving us from those bandits … To be honest, I thought everything was over when their guns were pointed at my head. Fortunately, I have you. I really don't know how to thank you. "
Standing in front of Jiang Chen was the supervisor of the fallout shelter, a Caucasian man about forty years old named Matthew Hall. Judging from his actions, temperament, and speech, the supervisor was very similar to the upper-class people he had seen in Los Santos in the modern world, but he was very different from ordinary politicians and businessmen.
If he had to find a point of reference …
It was probably similar to those artists who were dedicated to public welfare.
"No need to thank me," Jiang Chen smiled. "Since you appeared on NAC's land, then according to NAC's laws, we need to provide you with the minimum level of protection. What's more, the Black Skull Gang is our enemy. "
Just two hours ago, Matthew already learned about the situation in this world from Zheng Shanhe, who was responsible for explaining the situation to the group of blue skins. Although he had reservations about the regime of the NAC military government, Matthew also had to admit that it was not feasible to use the pre-war system on this wasteland.
What's more, NAC people saved them. In the absence of a better solution, he represented all the residents of the fallout shelter, agreed to NAC's invitation, and decided to settle in Outpost Town … which was NAC's colony in North America.
"In any case, I still have to thank you! In addition, there are some things in the fallout shelter that we prepared for post-war reconstruction. I want to take a few people back to retrieve the things locked in the warehouse. If it's convenient, I hope to borrow three trucks because there are a lot of things, "Matthew said.
"No problem, I will send dozens of mercenaries to follow you."
"Thank you!" Matthew said sincerely.
"You're welcome."
Jiang Chen waved his hand and smiled.
What's there to be polite about?
Anyway, no matter what good stuff you're going to get, it will be used on my colony.
After he explained a few words to Zheng Shanhe, Jiang Chen ordered him to send dozens of mercenaries to drive the stolen trucks and escort Matthew and several other fallout shelter residents back to the fallout shelter. Then he turned around and walked in the direction of the Governor's Mansion.
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