Old Harris's team soon gathered a dozen or so people, all of whom looked fairly sturdy survivors of the apocalypse. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info Although everyone is very thin, dirty, and covered with scars, all the faces with wind and frost show that there are no weak people here.

Just as Team Harris was about to leave for Philadelphia, an uninvited person offered to help them.

"I don't think you have food, weapons, ammunition, maps, communications, vehicles, or any logistics. The cohesion of your gang is also very problematic, and it will be disbanded after a few crackdowns. It's not going to work, it's not professional at all. "An old white man appeared.

From the clean and straight clothes, the well-nourished face, the natural and kind smile, and the mutant guards standing behind him, everyone could tell that the old man in front of him was not small.

It must be the big people who can live so calmly in these years, compared to Harris and the others, who are all penniless, ragged, and smelly beggars.

"My name is Clooney, Foreign Minister of the Aurora Legion. Oh...... don't be intimidated by my reputation for bluffing, in fact, I have less than two hundred men. ”

The old white man Clooney laughed at himself with great affinity, and he waved his hand and continued: "But as a newly established department, my biggest advantage is that I have sufficient funds in my hands. ”

Old Harris was not frightened by the other party's aura, and after seeing too much of the deceit of the last days, he naturally maintained a high degree of vigilance against the 'laughing haha', this kind of person is often extremely treacherous, "Mr. Clooney, is there anything I can do for you?" ”

"Ah, of course! I know your name is Harris, and you've been a soldier and a well-known outdoor sports instructor. You spent three days traveling back and forth between Washington and Philadelphia, which is not an easy task at the moment.

I've been getting along well with little Harris for the past two days, haven't I? What a clever child. Clooney gestured to the older boy hiding behind his father.

Little Harris shrank behind his father and poked his hand in the back, reminding himself that the old man was not to be messed with, with the cunning of a fox and the ferocity of a jackal.

And old Harris calmly, "Mr. Clooney, if you have any orders, I will gladly follow a superior person like you." But please speak directly, small people like me are very vulgar and can't understand too advanced words. ”

"Hahaha......." After showing that he knew all about the other party's situation, Clooney finally said his true purpose, "Our Hugo Captain authorized me to form a foreign operations team directly under the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to deal with some special tasks.

I have just heard that you are going to work in humanitarian relief, and I am very optimistic about your future. If you're willing to follow my command, I can give you some risky investment. ”

Saying that 'slave hunting' is 'humanitarian rescue', and the old man Clooney is really thick-skinned. But when he condescendingly offered to help somewhat, the entire Harris squad was furious.

Old Harris himself was helpless, if he didn't hug the big thick leg in front of him, the partners who had just gathered around him would immediately collapse. But if he nodded and agreed, he would be on the thief ship of the 'Aurora Legion' in the future. But little people, how can there be so much freedom?

Old Harris nodded slightly, and agreed to come down. Clooney added: "Your little Harris can go to Havana, and we can provide him with security and education." Your father and son can be in regular radio contact. ”

"No, I'm not separated from my father." Little Harris immediately grabbed his father's arm.

But without waiting for Clooney to persuade him, old Harris touched his son's head and said softly: "Go to Havana, it's better than following me." I'm sure Mr. Clooney won't embarrass a little person like me. ”

The father and son stared at each other in a daze for a long time before little Harris slowly let go of his father's arm. And after reaching a minimum of trust, Clooney did not ask too much of Harris Sr., and he provided a minimum of support to the other party.

Three electric pickups that can run 1,500 kilometers on a full charge, a dozen AK series rifles and corresponding ammunition shipped from Havana, plus some food, medicine, walkie-talkies and radios, that's it.

Pickup trucks are nothing, and abandoned vehicles are everywhere these days, but they are extremely valuable when they can be easily charged and maintained after joining the 'Aurora Army'. Although the AK series rifle is not as good as the AR series in many aspects, it is currently a strong and reliable rifle that is easy to maintain.

Harris Sr. was also given a personal computer with a digital map as the leader, and in addition to that, they were given a day off. After a brief run-in, the dozen or so members of the team received a vague order - to do something, prove their worth, and get more supplies.

There are various missions in Clooney, ranging from the big ones to collect large equipment and spy on the syndicate, and the small ones to recruit high-quality people and spread information or rumors. Harris Sr. chose the task of 'recruiting the population', which was originally their plan, and it was relatively easy for a new team.

The elder Harris, who has a backer and fills his stomach, seems to be much more energetic, although he and his men are still wearing shabby clothes and still looking vicissitudes, but at least they are more confident in their future life.

Before leaving, old Harris gave his son a deep hug and said seriously: "Be strong, don't worry about me, I will definitely be able to live well, I hope you will too." ”

Little Harris choked up and almost speechless, only nodded vigorously and shed tears, "Yes, yes, I will definitely try to live well, I will not let you be ashamed." ”

The parting of father and son was touching, and when Harris Sr. led the team to set off, Harris Jr. stood at the intersection and watched for a long time.

Harris Sr. jumped into his car and shouted over the intercom, "Guys, although we are not familiar with each other, we are glad to be a team." It's not easy for us to get the opportunity in front of us, so I want everyone to cooperate with each other and try to survive.

We have to get at least ten B-level talents, or one A-level talent, in five days, or we will all continue to live a wandering life if the mission fails. So no matter how difficult it is next, the task must be completed. ”

In response to the simple and impassioned words of old Harris, his team members collectively burst into a 'whew' to show their excitement!

And Clooney also saw this scene in his office window, and the old white man smiled at this and said: "Okay, the eleventh experimental Einsatzgruppen has set off, they are all good young men, I hope they can all come back alive."

However, I need to assemble more teams to carry out the operation, otherwise it will be a problem to disappoint the Legion Commander. Thankfully, not everyone in the world is like Victor. Hugo is as strong. (To be continued.) )