At night, a bonfire was lit at the Nyomagit outpost near Baltimore. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info These fires will be used to illuminate any suspicious objects that try to approach the stronghold, and the stronghold's sentry can decide for itself whether to shoot or not.

And in the stronghold, maybe it was because of the medicine paid by the action team, maybe he felt that he was strong enough, or maybe he felt that the team was strong enough, anyway, the leader of this stronghold, Hoffman, allowed Zhou Qingfeng to lead the team into the inside of the stronghold, and drew a camp for them.

It is an armed stronghold of more than 500 people, and it is completely militarized. Most of the members are young and strong, there are no old people and children, and there are few women, and occasionally a few women look like they are configured to meet the physical needs of men****** and all of them here are unkempt and disheveled. For months, it became clear that they had not received enough supplies to improve their lives, and they were not even equipped to heat their homes.

Compared to the desolation outside the stronghold, the inside of the stronghold is dilapidated, dirty, and chaotic. All kinds of cold-staring eyes in the corners of the building will make the faint-hearted feel an inexplicable chill down their spines. The people of the squad thought that Havana had been nuke-bombed and that it was bad enough, and they couldn't think of anything worse.

"We are the outpost of the Brotherhood of Steel, specially designed to monitor the movements of various mutated creatures in the city. Are you willing to stay like this? We all have no choice but to come here to serve in order to survive.

We're a militia, and the Brotherhood sends us supplies once a month to make sure we don't starve, that we can hold on, and that the city doesn't run amod with mutated creatures.

Do you think the 'zombies' you encounter on the road are scary? Hahaha...... those are trivial, and the real scary ones are the 'zombies' and 'mutants' who stay in the city. There are at least tens of thousands of them.

'Zombies' are slow to move and have poor strength and agility, but they are extremely survivable and can live for a long time with a single meal. They are corrupt in body but not in brain, and are the best lurkers. That's right, they can also operate weapons, so don't underestimate them.

'Mutants' are berserk warriors, no less than two meters tall, unusually strong, agile, strong and stamina, and ordinary rifle bullets of 223 caliber need to hit them a dozen rounds to be effective. They are natural super soldiers, and no one wants to provoke them. ”

A bottle of 'Supreme' brandy made Hoffman, the leader in the stronghold, open the conversation, and Zhou Qingfeng took Caterina and the others to listen to the other party's story about the situation in Baltimore in the council room of the stronghold. In a nutshell, cities are about to become a paradise for all kinds of mutated creatures.

"Didn't the Brotherhood of Steel think about getting rid of these mutated creatures?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

Hoffman waved the bottle, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's not that I don't want to, I can't do it." I repeat, 'zombies' and 'mutants' are not brainless, they also know how to unite against humans. It is said that both the Brotherhood and the Enclave have tried to clean up the mutated garbage, but with great difficulty.

By the way, you also have to be careful of a creature called 'deathclaws', which are said to have evolved from lizards, and although they are relatively small in number, they are also terrifying monsters with high intelligence, and they are more powerful than 'mutants' when they go berserk. ”

According to Hoffman's description, it is now difficult for North America to enter any city, and it is no wonder that the Enclave is in a hurry to enter Mexico, probably because of the current situation. But Zhou Qingfeng had no way out, he still asked, "Is there anyone here who can be my guide?" I'm willing to pay quite a bit. ”

"You still want to go to Baltimore?" Hoffman felt that he had said so many terrible things that it was time to discourage people from entering Baltimore. But when he saw that the Monsieur Hugo in front of him was so insistent, he could only whisper: "I may be able to help you, but I have a request." ”

"You say." Zhou Qingfeng calmly waited for the other party to make a request.

"For the sake of the security of the colony, we will be cleaning up the mutated creatures near the colony on a regular basis, but we have been in some trouble lately. Two kilometers away from us is a den of mutated creatures that often run out and harass us. ”

"A lot?"

"There weren't many of them at first, but the scary thing was that there was a 'zombie' sniper among them. We don't know where that thing is hiding? It has already shot more than a dozen of our militiamen, and now there are more and more mutated creatures in that den, which has seriously affected the security of our stronghold. ”

"You've got your eye on that assault gun in our ranks, right?"

"That's right, your assault guns are armoured, rush over and find that damn 'zombie' sniper and kill it. As long as you clear out this den of mutant creatures, I can lead more than a hundred militia to take you to Baltimore. Of course, we only go outside the city, and we resolutely do not go into the city. A hundred times more terrible in the city than outside! ”

Speaking of the city, Hoffman's wrinkled face showed an expression of irrepressible fear, obviously having had a rather terrible experience. Zhou Qingfeng just said lightly that he wanted to think about it, but then asked: "What do the mutated creatures in the wild and the city rely on for a living?" ”

"By the corpse, by the corpse of the man." Hoffman lowered his head when he talked about it, shocked and frustrated, "After a nuclear winter, a large number of people died, and corpses can be kept for a long time at low temperatures." And the city has the most corpses, so those mutated creatures are running to the city. ”

"But no matter how many corpses there are, they can't resist the consumption for a few months?"

"So those mutated creatures are pouring out, Baltimore is doing okay, New York is said to be the worst. Mutant creatures have begun to form gangs of hundreds or thousands to attack human settlements and shelters in the wild. They eat everything they can and don't spare anything.

The Brotherhood of Steel has organized a large number of clean-up teams to hunt down mutant creatures in New York, and this war has been going on for a month, but it still hasn't been able to completely sweep away these damn monsters.

So if you want to help us, we'll help you. I see that you are clearly from somewhere else, well-equipped but inexperienced. And we have a lot of bad people, and we have a way to deal with mutated creatures. Of course, it would be better if you could help us with some weapons. ”

The conversation continued into the night, and Hoffman kept asking Zhou Qingfeng to support them with a batch of supplies. In the end, the guy poured four or five bottles of brandy, drunk himself alive, and slept by the campfire in the council chamber.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qingfeng sighed, turned around and left the conference hall. Caterina caught up and said, "There is no hope for these people, their biggest goal is just to live a few more days."

I'm betting that once we're done with the 'zombie' snipers, that guy named Hoffman will definitely find a way to shirk the help from us, and even make all kinds of conditions to disgust us and even blackmail us. ”

In the cold night, dripping into ice, Zhou Qingfeng looked up at a dark sky. Under the light of the bonfire around him, he said with a grim face: "I really didn't expect things to be so troublesome, the current situation is not as simple as 'driving into the city, collecting things and leaving'." This guy named Hoffman is unreliable, but the manpower of this stronghold cannot be wasted. ”

War needs cannon fodder at all times. (To be continued.) )