Chapter 15: Refugees in the Cave Underground

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"Are you alright, young man?"

Kira turned her head to see that it was the man who had just pulled him up. To tell the truth, this is still an old man, although his body is sturdy, but his hair and beard half-wrapped in a turban have turned gray.

"Ah...... I...... I'm okay. Kira replied hesitantly, "I don't know what to call you, savior." ā€

"Just call me Oji-san, everyone else calls me that. The old man smiled slightly, "I'm not a life-saver, that type A ED infected person has been bothering us for a long time, and today I finally solved the big problem in my heart, thank you for being too late." ā€

The implication is that we're sorry to take advantage of you.

"This is the Milan ......" Ojisan introduced the other three people in the car one by one, and Arno also gave a general overview of their situation, and then Ojisan invited Kira and the others to their base - a converted city subway transfer station.

Don't look at it as just a jeep with the chassis locked on the track, the car they took was quite fast, an hour's drive without wind and rain, across more than a dozen stations, and came to the base of Oujisan and others. Before the jeep had even entered the station, Kira could see a group of women and children on the illuminated platform, waiting in a group for their important person to return. This scene seems to be a picture that is often seen by large and small collectives seeking survival in the wasteland.

Kira got out of the car, and although the people around him didn't hug him like they hugged Ojisan, the curious people still looked at him.

"Who are they, Ojisan?" he heard asked. Eugensan turned to answer, but Kira couldn't hear him.

Well, forget it. He didn't bother to care about trivial things. They were uninvited guests, and the warm hospitality of the people here is not an exaggeration to describe as flattering.

Surrounded by the crowd, Ojisan led Kira and the others to the waiting hall, and from their conversation, it was not difficult to conclude that Ojisan was the leader of this survival gap.

Human beings are truly a race that creates miracles. This is the feeling that Kira felt when she came to the waiting hall, and after visiting the base area, she was even more convinced of her thoughts. The area has undergone tremendous changes, turning the original subway transfer station into a comfortable place for people to live, a small community.

The cleaning chamber replaces the turnstile on the platform and is actually a plastic compartment with fire shower heads installed on the top, which everyone returning from the underground passes through to clean. Kira suspected that it was just a procedure, and the white mist that emanated from the nozzle was colorless and odorless, perhaps just water.

In addition, the information desk at the entrance of the station has been slightly renovated and turned into a security booth guarded by guards. Heavily armed guards are intimidating, and for good reason, they are the last line of defense between the base and the underground.

Each entrance and exit of the subway station is sealed by a three-layer iron gate, and it is also nailed with iron bars to lock, and each entrance and exit will be guarded by janitors in shifts, so that abnormalities can be detected at the first time. Sheltered by layers is the passage from the entrance to the waiting hall, that is, the residential area of the transfer station. The left and right sides of the spacious passage were separated by wooden planks, and then divided into separate rooms, so that the space for people to walk was only the width of two people.

The public toilets were converted into bathhouses (although Kira didn't figure out how they solved the water supply problem until the end), and the residents consciously staggered their bathing times to avoid crowding. The single room at the middle of the last passage, which is estimated to be the best place in the entire subway, is used as a classroom for children. The content of the teaching is very random, and basically all the books at hand will be used as teaching materials, and Kira also saw his textbooks when he was in elementary school, and couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic.

The passage connecting the waiting hall of the two underground railway lines is the most prosperous place in the entire subway station - the commercial street. There are quite a few shops here, arranged in two neat rows, which are roughly the same as the layout of the residential area. Miscellaneous items such as accessories, books, guns and ammunition, and electrical parts are the main commodities, but daily necessities such as food and drinking water are sold less and there are not many customers. The general reason is that the items needed for daily survival are distributed in the control center of the subway station, divided evenly according to the number of people, and then finely adjusted according to the different needs of individuals, so the residents here generally do not buy these "extra" goods.

There is also no currency in the trading of commodities, and there is still a lot of room for bargaining in a very primitive barter system. It is worth mentioning that there is a child here, and if you give him an item that will satisfy him, he will tell you what he saw and heard in the subway station today. Somi thought it was funny, and gave the kid the nickname, "Talking Newspaper".

"This is it. "Augisan finally brought them to the place where they had stayed tonight. A single room was divided into four beds, and they were left with seven people, divided into two rooms. Kira, Sommy, and Arno, plus a muscular Resistance fighter, lived in one room, and the other three lived in the next room. Ojisan also asked Milan to stay, and he could be consulted if he had any questions.

Kira, who was treated like this, was naturally very happy in his heart, but he hadn't forgotten his mission to come to Talon City.

"Other matters will be discussed tomorrow, I see that you are physically and mentally exhausted, it is better to rest early tonight." Ojisan smiled and said, "I won't bother you anymore, good night." ā€

Ojisan said a few more words to Milan before leaving. As soon as he left, Uncle Arno asked Milan where to drink, and then went to the tavern.

Kira, of course, has his own calculations, and he leaves the private room under the pretense of going to the toilet and goes to the commercial street of the subway station.

Since you think you have a lot of things, it's time to take them back to me.

Kira did a rough calculation, and there was enough stuff here for each of them to go home with a full load.

He came to a small shop selling medical supplies, and the owner was a thin, middle-aged man with high cheekbones and an honest man on the surface.

"Welcome, do you need anything?" said the owner.

"I'd like to exchange some medical supplies," Kira said, carefully pulling out the pistol and placing it on the counter, "whatever you want, but there must be enough of them." ā€

"Well......" the shopkeeper looked very embarrassed, "I said little brother, I'm afraid your gun can't be replaced." ā€

"Huh, why?"

"Our guns and ammunition here are almost all earthy, and I am afraid that there are no bullets to match your pistol," the shopkeeper explained, "and you know, in this living environment, we have to be practical. ā€

"I see...... Kira scratched her chin, thinking about what else could be exchanged for, "ah, how about this." ā€

He pulled out the filter that had been allocated to him from his backpack and handed it to the shopkeeper.

"Oh, a gas mask? It's a good thing, but ...... You wait a minute. ā€

The shopkeeper turned around and took out two flat things from the store and tinkered with the filter for a long time.

"No...... The standard filter can't be installed, and I don't think it's a gas mask for the United Nations. ā€

"Huh?" Unexpectedly unlucky.

Since this is not a filter of the Revolutionary Union, where can it be? It can't be from the safe zone, right?

"Uh...... I'm sorry about that," Kira said, putting aside her innocuous question, "I'm sorry for your trouble." ā€

"It's a great honor to have customers visit a despicable little shop. ā€

Kira sighed helplessly and turned away from the mall.

The trip is not destined to end, and the only thing left to do now is to get some good sleep.