Chapter 9: There is no stupid loyalty in the wasteland.
"Come on, come on, eat!"
The woman knocked the pot with an iron spoon and shouted loudly.
"Line up, stand up, cut the line and get out of the way." Yu Gu shouted beside him.
Although they were anxious, the new members still obeyed, just standing on tiptoe and staring with blank eyes.
But it's also before and after.
Prisoners of war last.
Qi Gui glared, he saw that the residents in front of him actually received meat, absolutely not mistaken, it was meat!
There was envy on his face.
But also a sigh.
As a prisoner of war, he also has the consciousness, it is good to have food, what do you care?
When it was his turn, he wiped his hand on the tattered clothes, and took the green millet rice from the woman's hand, about 200g, plus 5 white woad leaves, and about 60g of yak meat.
This fills the wooden bowl to the brim.
"Also... Got meat? Qi Gui asked in astonishment.
"The adults said that everyone came to the shelter for the first time, had a welcome meal, and then they had to buy a share of work."
Qi Gui walked to the place where the wood was temporarily placed next to him with the wooden bowl, and his mood was still a little calm.
It's not like he hasn't been a prisoner.
When they are captured in the wilderness, they are usually sold into slavery, or they are given some nourishment so that they do not starve to death, but have to do the work.
Where have you enjoyed such treatment?
The chopsticks made of tree branches picked up the yak meat and put it in his mouth, and Qi Gui even wanted to cry a little.
Stuff your head into a bowl and quickly plane the rice.
Even Yu Gu and the two of them ate with relish.
"Your Excellency." The old man who was sitting next to him shouted, Yu Gu raised his head, and saw Gao Jun coming over, quickly stood up, and beckoned the team members next to him to get up.
"You did a good job in the morning, Lao Yang, you are 70 meters, a total of 14 points, Yugu you are 75 meters, exactly 15 points, and you will be distributed to your team members according to their work, but I hope to be fair, and the ugly words are also ahead, if I find out that you rely on work to squeeze the team members, you will be demoted from the team leader to the team members, and if the circumstances are serious, you will be driven out of the shelter."
Gao Jun's scare made the two of them nervous and nodded hurriedly.
He is delegating power, to a certain extent, Old Man Yang and Yu Gu can decide the future of the team members, but the two of them will also be tied to their own interests.
If there is any change in the thinking of the people below, or even if they want to escape, mutiny, etc., the two of them must be more excited than Gao Jun.
"Do you have carpenters, blacksmiths, or any other craftsman? Work points can be issued according to the technician, with a minimum of 3 work points per day. ”
Gao Jun looked at them with blank eyes.
He needs talent so much right now!
But the people below looked at each other, but no one stood up.
Gao Jun sighed in disappointment, "Then you guys take a rest, after the sun sets in the afternoon, we will count today's results, and the group with the most, in addition to the prescribed 100g of meat, will be given an extra 1 cm per person." ”
He left after that, and they would all be stressed if they stayed in this place for a long time.
Managers only need to occasionally take the lead, play a decision-making role, and appropriately express their proximity to the people, if it is too much, it is not conducive to future development.
Sure enough, as he left, the prisoners of war and the inhabitants with wooden bowls all stood up.
"Boss Yu, I'm full, when will we start working?"
"Boss Sheep, don't rest, let's go cut down two more trees."
"Yes, yes, I suddenly want to do it, sitting, my butt is numb."
Yu Gu and Old Man Yang looked at each other.
Do you want to be so proactive?
The food in their hands hasn't been touched.
However, seeing that their subordinates were so "enthusiastic", they were always embarrassed to pour cold water, took two mouthfuls of rice at random, and most importantly ate the meat, and began to "be a cow and a horse" with people.
Gao Jun, who returned to the bomb shelter, was not lazy.
He turned on the system.
Energy: 100 points.
The 100 points that were originally awarded for building a shelter were later exchanged for an N99 pistol for food, but the calves and horses were too active in cutting down trees in the morning.
Rewards given by the system.
Looking at so much energy, the gambling dog couldn't help but start to possess it.
Do you want to open the blind box?
Or a handful of big ones?
Directly put the "chips" stud to improve the quality probability of drawing?
Gao Jun has a strong gambler mentality, which he can't deny, when he had diarrhea, he bet that he was definitely a fart.
Unfortunately, he lost the bet.
With soup...
More enthusiastic than Malatang.
"Give it a go, turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!"
Gao Jun gritted his teeth and pressed them all.
Please.
God, Buddha, Ultraman, Pig Man bless.
[Increase the probability of extraction.] 】
[Note: The current draw level probability is: 1 star (65%), 2 stars (20%), 3 stars (10%), 4 stars (4%), 5 stars (1%)].
A blinding light flickered.
In a trance, Gao Jun saw gold?
Under the nervous gaze, the system interface began to beat.
[Shark brand civil meat grinder] (1 star)
[canned sardine *20 boxes] (1 star)
[ocean soy sauce *1 bottle] (1 star)
[MK-1 "Farmer's Helmet" *3] (1 star)
[Ruibao green stem seeds*100 seeds] (1 star)
[Employee: Bear Grylls (Survival Specialist)] (3 stars)
……
3 stars!
It's a critical hit!
The dog system finally didn't play on its own.
Gao Jun checked the other party's skills and introductions.
Served in the 21st Airborne Special Service Regiment.
[Skills: Hand-to-hand Combat (Mastery), Desert and Cold Combat (Mastery), Survival Skills (Legendary), Medic (Mastery), Skydiving (Mastery), Evasive Driving (Mastery), Climbing and Explosion (Mastery)......]
Seven skills!
This is not a little bit stronger than Allen, and there is also a survival skill (legendary) in the skill, which shows that in the wasteland, his role is more prominent.
Gao Jun did not hesitate and immediately summoned.
I saw a rough-looking man with deep eyes appear in front of him and saluted, "Sir." ”
"You're welcome, Bell."
These employees are injected with thoughts, and it is natural for them to become familiar with life in the wasteland.
"I think I need your help."
……
When Gao Jun returned to the ground, he was stunned.
The surrounding trees are all gone!
The amount of temporary wood stacking is about three or four times higher than in the morning.
Densely stacked, Alan took Dumb and Ami to record the work.
To be honest, the performance of these cattle and horses was completely unexpected, each log was more than 7 meters long, and some were even close to 20 meters long.
Sure enough, manpower is the greatest resource.
"Alan."
Gao Jun shouted, Allen, who was squatting on the ground, turned his head, his expression was haggard, and when he saw Bell, his eyes were stunned, and then he shouted happily, "Instructor."
“???” Has the system solved all the identities?
"You're here too, Alan, long time no see." Bell said with a smile.
"yes, I remember we were in North Africa..."
"Alright, man, show me the work sheet when you catch up." Gao Jun interrupted the conversation between the two and patted him on the shoulder and said.
Alan smiled awkwardly and hurriedly handed over the work sheet in his hand, which clearly recorded the size and exchangeable work of each time the two sides transported it.
Among them, Yugu's group is the most, with a dry area of nearly 300 meters, and Lao Yangtou's group is simply bursting, reaching 240 meters.
It looks like the winner is decided.
"Is this timber enough to fence in?" Gao Jun asked the "expert".
Bell thought for a moment, "You can get a frame out first, and then strengthen it later, except for a few berserk xenospecies, the others will not actively attack the wall." ”
"It would be even safer if we put some large xenomorph droppings in front of the fence, the main purpose of the fence is to prevent nomads and marauders, and we can link the gaps to snap the firing ports to keep the camp safe."
See, this is the expert.
Gao Jun was very happy, and immediately announced that Bell was the chief architect, responsible for the overall planning of the outpost camp.
And give him his own Winchester M1897 shotgun.
Touching the troll, Bell's face was very solemn, "Sir, in fact, what we need most at the moment is the population, there are not enough people, and many things are done slowly." ”
Gao Jun felt that he had a point.
But where can I find someone?
Did you take the initiative to find the slave catchers? Or go to Changshu Farm to buy serfs?
Gao Jun hesitated.
"Okay, I'll figure it out, how many people are needed?"
"It's going to take about 50 people."
…
The sun sets.
Yugu Group wins!
Gao Jun gave them a reward according to the regulations, and looking at the extra reward of yak meat, the eyes of the members of the old man group were red.
Make up your mind to get back on the field.
After eating, he felt that he still had plenty of time and wanted to continue cutting down trees, but when Gao Jun heard this request, he almost cried.
"You go and tell them that they can't see at night and don't have to work."
The old man hesitated, "Boss, in fact, it's the same to light a fire, everyone is empty, or repair the fence first." ”
People are so proactive, it won't be good to refuse again.
"Okay, but stay safe."
The old man happily answered, and ran back, and after a while there was a burst of cheers, and then he saw their group of people, and went to work in a rage.
Yu Gu was naturally not far behind, beckoning people to get started.
"Hurry, Qi Gui, you're working, what are you grinding?"
A nomadic prisoner of war carries an Austro-Hungarian sapper shovel and shouts to his companions behind him.
"Song San, why are you so diligent?"
This rhetorical question made the other party's face red, when he was in the nomadic tribe before, the other party was the fastest runner, and everything was hidden.
Song San: "Earn work!" You don't want to eat meat? And, don't you want to be a Vault dweller? As long as you earn enough work, it's enough.
He lowered his voice, "Besides, didn't you notice that there were very few guards in the Vault?" If we behave well, we can even join the convoy, and we will really not have to worry about food and clothing in the future, which is much better than the tribe. ”
Song San thought about what he was thinking, and his tone was a little lost, "My parents are dead, and I'm left alone, otherwise, I have to bring them here by all means, at least I can eat." ”
These words made Qi Gui stunned, his expression changed, and he suddenly ran towards the back, shouting in his mouth: "My lord! My lord! I have something to report! ”
Song San was stunned.
But then, he pounced, held the other party down, and shouted at Yu Gu in his mouth, "Boss Yu..."
Gao Jun was eating, when he heard an uproar, stood up with frowning, and saw a person being held down and shouting loudly.
He put the wooden bowl down and walked over, "What's going on?" ”
Yu Gu was so angry that he wanted to strangle Qi Gui, and when he heard Gao Jun's inquiry, he was hesitant.
"My lord, I have something to report, it's very important."
Qi Gui was pressed to the ground and ate a mouthful of soil, but he still tried to raise his head and say.
"Let him go and let him speak."
Song San laughed and got off Qi Gui's back.
"I know of a tribe of nomads not far from the shelter." Qi Gui looked at Gao Jun's expression, and saw that the other party was interested, so he hurriedly continued, "We are from this tribe, and we were sent out to find food, and later... Afterward. ”
I can't go on.
Later, he was captured.
Gao Jun glanced at the other captives, their eyes flickered, they didn't dare to look at each other, he lowered his head and looked at Qi Gui, "Why did you tell me?" ”
"If I lose contact, the tribe will not take care of our wives and children, they will leave them in the wilderness, and I can't watch them die."
Qi Gui gritted his teeth, "Even if you are a prisoner, it is better than losing your life." ”
Listening to him doesn't feel like lying.
Gao Jun motioned for Yu Gu to help him up, and looked the other party up and down, he was not big, but because he had been in the field for a long time, his thigh muscles were very developed, and he was obviously very good at running.
I was at a loss to stand, and I didn't know where to put my hands.
"How many of them are there?"
"There are about 50 people, and when we usually go out, they are all led by the chieftain guards, and Man Yu is one of them." Qi Gui pointed to a member of the crowd and said.
The man immediately panicked and lay on the ground.
Gao Jun glanced at the other party and felt familiar.
Isn't it the kid with the flintlock pistol before?
Is this what it means to be a prisoner in ancient times?
"How many guards are there?"
Qi Gui: "7!" ”
That's about 7 flintlock pistols, and the firepower is pretty good, and other marauding groups don't necessarily have their configuration.
It seems like...
I can hit it!
Looking at the appearance of Qi Gui and the others, they don't have much respect and confidence in the tribe, as long as the chief and his henchmen are killed first, will ordinary nomads dare to resist?
If these people are absorbed, there will be enough cattle and horses.
However, will there be too many nomads by then?
Gao Jun looked at Qi Gui, his eyes flashed, pulling a batch, beating a batch, and dividing a batch, he put a smile on his face, and personally patted Qi Gui with the dust on his body.
"You're good, and if your information is accurate, then you'll be pardoned as a prisoner of war, allowed to join the shelter or leave."
These words made the people next to him suddenly red-eyed.
Song San was among them, he opened his mouth and tried to be bold, "Big... My lord, I know the information, too. ”
"I know that too."
"The chief's woman is my wife, and I know some of his secrets."
The rest of the prisoners of war were very excited.
The chieftain's guard knelt on the ground and raised his head, and he opened his mouth too, apparently, he also had something to say.
"Yes, you can tell Alan all the news, and I will give you a reward based on your information, Yu Gu." Gao Jun shouted to the young man next to him, "You will go to the warehouse to get a canned sardine, this is a reward for Qi Gui." ”
Although it is not known what canned sardines are.
But Qi Gui knew that this was a reward from the nobles, so he hurriedly thanked him.
Yu Gu's eyes were not good, "Next time, you have something to tell me, I will report it to the adults, you have to understand the rules." ”
Qi Gui nodded, looking very well-behaved, but Yu Gu also knew that he didn't look like an honest person.
Song San looked at him with complicated eyes, "If you are like this, you will be killed by the chief." ”
"Do you think the chief can beat the adults?" Qi Gui clenched his fists and looked at him, "I don't want my wife and children to starve to death." ”
"You have to be careful, that kid from Manyu must be unhappy with you." Song San thought of that powerful "weapon", and heard that it was called a troll, which can kill people with one shot.
When it came to his mouth, he finally patted the other party on the shoulder.
Qi Gui raised his head, and sure enough, he saw a pair of resentful eyes, and his eyelids jumped, but he didn't regret it at all, he was a smart person.
This sanctuary is in ruins.
As long as you hug the adult's thigh, join the shelter when the time comes, and then climb up, what can this kid Manyu do?
As for selling the tribe?
That's not a problem.
In the wasteland, there is no word for betrayal.
Because, it's the norm!
Gao Jun pulled Bell and began to discuss tactics.
"Sir, we can actually have a decapitation operation."
“?”
"We can get the prisoners of war to cooperate, such as pressing me to meet the chief of the nomads, and then, shoot him, the leaderless tribe has little combat power, and you rush in with people to settle the battle."
Truth be told, Bell was a bold one.
But the success rate is high.
"The only thing to worry about is whether the captives will obey."
Gao Jun hooked the beard on his chin with the thumb of his right hand, thought carefully, and squinted.
"There is no stupid loyalty in the wasteland."
……