Truman II City, Fort Jetkal.

It was a medium-sized city, and with a small number of immigrants and a resident population of only around five million, it was small enough to meet any need.

A heavy industry factory in the eastern suburbs of the city, which was a semi-finished product processing plant of the Sdel Space Navy before the war, mainly producing various gun parts, mecha external armor, and battleship coatings.

Even after the war, the factories that had been reduced to a pile of ruins were still wandering.

Kerr was a sixteen-year-old boy who, by current conscription standards, should have enlisted in the army, picked up a gun, fought, and died in some unknown corner.

Kerr was not ashamed of the petty tactics he used to escape conscription, because he still had his family to take care of. No matter what the era, there are poor people, and the suffering people in this world have never been liberated, and they are still living in the heat of the water.

Resources are getting scarcer and scarcer, and energy sources are in short supply for a long time, and even those black market merchants who are still thinking about making money will not sell a piece at this time. The most important thing now is food, and you can endure it if you don't have energy, but if you don't eat, it's very fatal.

More than a dozen of the people living with Kerr had starved to death, and their bodies had been stinking since the day before yesterday, and then they had been thrown out by several people. Kerr had a premonition that if this continued, cannibalism would soon occur.

There are still a lot of parts in the abandoned factory that can be used, and they can be exchanged for a compressed biscuit or something like that.

In fact, what made Kerr's heart flutter the most was the spaceship that crashed not far from here yesterday, and he once glanced at it from a distance and didn't dare to go over. He knew that the bosses of the club hadn't done it yet, so he couldn't stretch out his chopsticks, otherwise he couldn't afford the consequences.

What Kerr wanted most now was that the bosses of the club could leave some soup for him to drink.

The faint sound startled Kerr, and he quickly crouched on the ruins and pretended to be dead, and he was already familiar with pretending to be dead like he was now. The ups and downs of your body and the faint breathing can reveal your state. And now Kerr has been able to be completely flawless.

Someone kicked him. Kerr's nerves straightened and he didn't even dare to move, and he even stopped breathing.

"! Roll up the trash! The man scolded him and kicked him up.

Kerr hurriedly stood up, lowered his eyebrows, and almost screamed for his uncle's life. Then he saw that it was just a child, two years younger than him. But Kerr had never seen a child armed to the teeth like this, he had seen the Truman Resistance Army, and even the special forces in it were not so well equipped.

"What's your name and what is your resident number?" The little boy, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, said impatiently.

Kerr rolled his eyes as he spoke, trying to pick up the iron rod behind him, and as soon as he finished saying his name, he saw him bow his head, and then jerked the iron rod and struck the little boy on the head.

"Don't blame me for being ruthless, who let this world force you and me into beasts." Kerr said something immediately felt wrong.

"Boom!" The little boy bent down because he was hit hard by the iron bar, and now straightened up, touched the back of his head, and then grinned at Kerr, "Not bad enough, no wonder you can live so long." ”

Then he stopped laughing, flew up and kicked Kerr in the lower abdomen, and kicked the man weighing more than one hundred and twenty pounds seven or eight meters. Kerr fell on the pile of rubble and howled uncontrollably, he didn't expect this stunted little kid to be so powerful.

The little kid came over and grabbed him by the hair, snatched the iron rod he was still holding in his hand, and patted Kerr on the cheek with the bent stick, "Little clever is a good one, just met me." ”

Kerr wanted to ask for mercy, but as soon as he wanted to speak, he was punched in the lower abdomen, and he immediately spit out a pile of bitter water.

"Between what you just did, you answer whatever I ask, and if I don't ask anything, you can't speak. Do you understand? If you still don't understand, do you mind if I punch you again to clear your mind? ”

Kerr shook his head desperately, and he couldn't resist just looking at the deformed iron bar. Where is this man, it's simply a devil in human skin!

"There are still remnants of the Resistance in the city, right? Take me to meet them, don't say you don't know. Even if you really don't know, take me to meet someone who knows. If you are clever, I will cut off three of your legs! ”

"Wait!" The boy suddenly stopped Kerr who was leading the way, and he frowned, "Give me your cloak." ”

When Kerr heard this, he immediately took it off, and it was not a valuable thing in the first place, but a gray dust cloak.

The boy took it and put it on himself, then threw out a box of cans, "This is for you, it's an exchange." ”

Kerr was stunned, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar thing in his hand, "Beef...... Can? ”

"What else can nonsense be? Hurry up and lead the way! The boy kicked him again, and his attitude was extremely bad.

But Kerr no longer has any thoughts of resisting, canned food is already a survival material that can kill the head and break the blood flow in today's Truman, let alone canned beef. You must know that although the bosses of those clubs eat every day, they can only eat greens and tree bark.

Teemo was already in a very irritable mood, after the shuttle forced landing, it was the second round of escape boats to disperse and evacuate, and the escape boat he was on had a lot of strategic materials in it, but the people accompanying him were scattered during the forced landing, and he was the only one left in the boat.

He had set the escape ship with a password and added a thickened hatch, and with the only weapons Truman had left, it was impossible to open the escape boat. Teemo remembered his mission, and since none of his teammates were around, the first thing to do was to get in touch with the local resistance forces first.

In any case, it is too dangerous for him to guard so many food, energy, and weapons alone, even if he is superior, he can't complete such a task. Arm the remnants of the local resistance forces and talk to their top commanders to build consensus, preferably directly under their command.

Timo's military level is still quite high, and it should not be said that everyone in the department has a military level above Jiang Muyin, and they have all commanded local wars for practice. Of course, this is a convenient door for Professor Reina to give them, in order to let them mature as soon as possible.

Reina's original purpose in cultivating them was to build an invincible special combat team that is invincible and invincible without any shortcomings, without any cognitive blind spots.

In a way, he did succeed.