It wasn't until he entered the town that Simon fully understood the three things that the Blue People couldn't escape: radiation, starvation, and taxes.

Before, Marco didn't want to come in from Elgin Town openly, a large part of the reason was that this old fritter really knew too much about the virtues of these affiliated villages and towns attached to the big city-states. But the scissors are the scissors are the scissors, and if you don't hit the outsiders' heads hard, how can you make up for the psychological imbalance?

It was probably the old guard of the watchtower in front of them who secretly tried to make the tax collector know that they had entered the town without paying the full tax, but as soon as they stepped onto the stone slabs, a group of leather-armored soldiers with cigarettes and rifles blocked their way.

"Open the bag and check!" The head of the guards looked up and down for a while, but after all, he didn't make a move, and then with a gun, Peter, who was quite young and vigorous, was about to say angrily: "I just checked!" ”

"Eh~ The child is ignorant and talks nonsense......" Marco slapped the back of Pete's head with a backhand, and he dared at this time, if Jonathan was there, he would have to be happy to stuff the guy who bullied his son into the mud for a while. Peter glared at the old fritter, and knew that he could not have a seizure at this time, so he obediently unloaded the bag again, and let the guard's bayonet flick to show the tax collector with his nose and forehead facing the sky.

"Twenty-one kilograms of aluminum plates, eighty-seven iron cans, four sets of stainless steel knives and forks, and a roll of copper wire...... "With the support of the soldiers, the tax officer searched the rucksack without fear, but he was also a little scrupled, and he brushed a few strokes on the ledger, and was about to report the number, but the tax officer had sharp eyes and whispered a few words to the head of the guard, who stood up with a full spirit, poked the inner liner of the canvas bag with a bayonet, and asked: "The mezzanine is open!" ”

Simon's self-conscious accent is still not smooth enough, and there are occasional refuge descendants or small refuge families in the smorgasbord of immigrants in Steel City, and the purer lingua franca is very common, but the further west, the refuge facilities are insufficient, and the descendants of refugees who rely on strong physique to survive in subways, bomb shelters, tunnels and other shelters don't care so much, all kinds of slang accents make people know whether they are locals or not, especially Simon's indelible Pennsylvania accent, serious grammar, I'm afraid it's not that I didn't talk a few words to get out of the details. So it's better to leave the work of dealing with people to Marco, a ruffian.

Marco didn't move, just went to the bayonet, the head of the guard who was short and fat and almost like a yellow duck naturally wouldn't let go of a point, Marco simply lengthened his neck and whispered: "I'll open it when I eat." ”

The head of the guard's eyes lit up, his bayonet was retracted, and he raised his chin and said to the tax collector: "Open at the normal tax rate." ”

The tax collector took out a calculator the size of a palm, and showed everyone a bright one, and with a crackling click, the account book flashed rapidly, and said: "Eighty percent of the total market value of the goods!" ”

Hearing this, Marco took off his leather bag and counted a dozen Iron City Black Star coins, which can be called the hard currency of the north, pre-war cents with a patina on the surface, Coke bottle caps, and subway tokens and handed them to the tax collector. Of course, bullets are the toughest goods, but no one will be stupid enough to exchange bullets, and nine times out of ten, as soon as the other party collects them, they will immediately return them, and take your life by the way.

As soon as the tax collector left, the head of the guard, who was as fat as a ball, laughed dryly, folded his bayonet, and said, "It's best not to fool Lao Tzu!" ”

"The price is fair, not a fool." Hearing Marco say this, the head of the guard snorted and beckoned, "Go!" "Seven or eight town guards are alive and well, and they have the air of a scoundrel.

"What the hell! If I run into it outside, I'll shoot it in one round! As he picked up his rucksack and continued into the town, Peter couldn't help but complain.

Simon also slapped Peter on the back of the head and said in a deep voice, "What do you think."

Just a little heavy firepower on the bright side of the bell tower? This is on the bright side, this is not some slave town! ”

After eating twice inexplicably, Peter was not convinced after all, he was still used to having one in the East Coast Empire Zone, and Simon didn't want to explain more, being able to cross the Black Mountain to the Northern Wasteland to save it showed Peter's skills.

Along the way, Simon also observed this Lake Michigan spin-off town, which is very different from the affiliated villages and towns of Steel City. The most intuitive feeling is that the fierce spirit of the pedestrians is much stronger than that of the east, and they don't care about exposing their chests, and a pinch of thick black hair corresponds to the women's revealing vest jacket dress, few people wear more obscene clothes in it, and they hook up with the men and go back to the back, and they whistle even more when they see a few "handsome" guys who don't look like they have tumors in this new group of wasteland visitors.

Simon was two steps ahead of him, his voice just big enough for him and Marco to hear. said: "Mill City is not much farther than Steel City, is it?" That's a big difference. ”

The sun began to rise, Marco wiped the beads of sweat, took a sip of clean water, and first pointed to the road: "When I went to the Western Desert more than ten years ago, I met a person from this town, and I had a lifelong friendship, but he looked scary, and he will definitely help you with what you want to do, uh, as for the difference, I think it's pretty good." ”

Speaking, Marco responded to a whistle tune, two fingers and a clip, it was a long echoing long tune, three or two around the streets and alleys to rub hemp core to make the cloth of the women laughed loudly, was the burly woman who responded to the tune "Huo" to stand, both hands plucked, trembling hanging bell-like ** was exposed, forked waist said: "See clearly, dare to come tonight The old lady will not squeeze you dry!" ”

"Yo! Today's Blackheart Kelly is free! ”

"I'm afraid I'm not going to take the opportunity to poison."

"Come to me! Five pieces at a time, clean and non-toxic! ”

Peter was a little dumbfounded, he was born on the East Coast, it was true that the New Jersey Empire was looked down upon by the northerners, it was true that he was determined to restore the glory days before the war, and it was also true that the people under the rule of basic education were also true, and he traveled all over the East Coast, and there were few villages where the folk customs were opened.

Marco gestured with a finger poke ring, signaling to wait and see, and then slowly explained: "It's not like Steel City is all northerners, and there are many people fleeing from the west on this side of Mill City, where there is water, there are fish, there is land, there is food, in the early years it was even crazier than now, tsk, the brown-skinned girls in the west are very wild, delicious and delicious, but they can't bear it." ”

"Oh, by the way, boss, don't you also have a little friendship in Longhu, when you have nothing to do when you are free, it is better to pack up your things and go to the council's list to carry the oil mined in the west, and one trip is worth a year." Marco was in high spirits as soon as he said it, but Simon had to play a haha perfunctory and be idle? Even if Hydra calms down, he will have to pay off the army's debts and dig up Fort Kent.

Passing through the large wooden houses with thick choke and narrow windows that are mostly made of logs, passing by several stone streets full of flowers, and approaching the scrap yard at the east end of the town, I saw Marko's old friend shop called "Polkin".

"Don't scream when you see it, otherwise Polkin's temper will rise and no one will recognize him." Marco reminded Simon to nod slightly, and the small bungalow in his field of vision, which was still made of logs, had a sharpened black lacquered wood inserted in front of the door, and a line of words was crookedly carved: "r-e-c-e-o-r-r". Simon pondered for a few seconds, not knowing what the hell it meant.

Arriving at the door of the shop and unloading the canvas bag, Marco knocked on the door of the shop with the wooden planks installed, and shouted, "Porkin! It's Lao Tzu! Do you owe Lao Tzu half a yuan and haven't you paid it back! ”

After shouting for a long time, but there was no response, Marco frowned and muttered, "Maybe it's some kind of chopping in the scrapyard, boss, you come with me." ”

Bypassing the scrapyard, which was stacked enough to be two wooden houses high, the smell of suffocation was overwhelming

Simon closed his sense of smell, but Marco was nothing unusual, that is, the black mist-like mosquitoes and flies had to be tightly wrapped before they dared to enter, and even Simon's Hydra blood was not very useful.

"Bang bang ......" The sound of gold and iron gradually outweighed the buzzing of mosquitoes and flies, and at this time the rancid smell was so strong that it could scorch the eyes, and Marco had to find out his gas mask and put it on. A black cloak appeared between the mountains of garbage, and if it weren't for Simon's visual enhancement, he wouldn't have been able to spot it.

"Polkin!" Marco Urn shouted angrily, and the black cloak finally stopped the work of chopping metal bars at hand, and stabbed hoarsely in a panic: "If you don't collect the material today, get out." ”

"Polkin! Do you still owe me half a dollar! Marco yelled, and Simon felt his eyelids flutter as he watched the mountain of garbage next to him squirm, and he didn't know what kind of danger was pervading.

The black cloak paused and howled, "I knew you pervert remembered this half dollar!" As soon as he lifted his hood and turned around, Simon glanced at it, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and his backhand was to touch out the revolver, and he pressed AATS with one hand, ready to shoot at any time!

There was no human face under the hood at all, it was clearly a skeletal face with all the flesh and blood, scorched red man's skin, this is a ghoul! A ghoul hunt on the S-Rank mission in Steel City!

"Polkin! Polkin! This is my boss! Marco was a little flustered, and hurriedly pressed down the revolver in Simon's hand, ignoring the rancid stun of the stunted man, and as soon as he took off his gas mask, he squeezed out a chrysanthemum-like smile and smiled at the ghoul Polkin.

The ghoul has no flesh and blood to speak of, let alone expressionless, and just walks like this, a pair of hollow only two bloodshot eyeballs that look extremely incompatible are hanging in the eye holes, and the worst thing is that the teeth are cracked to the root of the teeth, and there is no lip at the root, even in a nightmare, such a hellish creature cannot be escaped.

Simon suppressed the wild beating of his heart, there are many creatures that can make the inhabitants of the wasteland afraid, but there are only ghouls who are better than living corpses and demon eagles, and it is rumored that this thing is not made by radiation at all, what kind of sacrifice baby summoned, fell into the mire and killed the swamp demon and ate it up, it is spread all over and over again, even the military personnel who have really experienced it don't want to say more, and it is a sentence over and over again: "If you see , don't walk , run." (If you see it, run away)]

The ghoul walked up to Simon and said in a deep voice, "This is your boss?" A kid who hasn't grown up peeing his pants and tells him to shoot! ”

"Polkin, that's not good......" Marco said bitterly, knowing that he should have given the boss a vaccination in advance, and wanted to test his courage, but he forgot that he was so frightened when he first met him that he was so scared that he rolled and crawled and peed and fart.

"Otto and I have no opinion! Isn't it! Otto! The ghoul gave a slight high-five, as if the wind was blowing, and the scrapyard was chirping. Shoot me, if you kill me and send me to receive a reward, he can have tens of thousands of votes! ”

"Marko?" The blood of Hydra seemed to be stimulated by something, and the purple blood, who was not even afraid of the blood of the high king of the Scarlet Guards, actually raised goosebumps a little, Simon gritted his teeth and said word by word. The latter sighed and said helplessly: "Little boss, you better open it, it's better to open it than not to open it." ”

Simon leaned back with his backhand, pinched the second hour hand at the same time, took a few steps back, and aimed at the ghoul eyebrows.

"Hey! Urine pants! Hit here! The ghoul pulled on his shirt, revealing his rust-like chest. Fight it like this! ”

Heart.

"Rub a few handfuls! Shoot! ”

Simon's heart was beating wildly, and as soon as one eye was closed, the silver-white python's left wheel immediately pressed the trigger and turned the nest, "Bang!" "Boom in the air wave propulsion, bullet out of the chamber!

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