Bullets flew everywhere, the injured soldiers let out low sounds of pain, and radiation cockroaches walked around, looking for flesh and blood...
Yang Weite pressed a medical bag on the soldier's wound and quickly bandaged it.
The battlefield is the best place to improve your medical skills, because you have so many people to practice with.
He is now an all-round logistics personnel, carrying ammunition, food, medical corps, communications corps...
Fortunately, he still had the skillful man beside him, who would block some stray bullets for him from time to time and remind him where there were snipers. Otherwise, he would have been dead even ten times.
"I can't let you die easily. It's too difficult to find someone who is willing to listen to me all day long." Mr. Qiaoshou said arrogantly, but he did not admit that Yang Weitai had been regarded as a special character in his character module.
It is the person with the second highest priority, second only to its owner, Old Popsicle.
"Okay, okay, there is another bullet caller over there. Let's go there quickly. It would be nice if they didn't waste it like this." Yang Weite said seriously.
"They have long forgotten how to save bullets in battles. They are all kind masters who spoil them like sweethearts." Mr. Skillful Hands ridiculed.
Yang Weite kept his body low, even crawling forward, passing through scrap steel plates and bumpy terrain, came to a blocking point, and put down the ammunition box.
"Thank you, brother." The soldier immediately opened the box, loaded the heavy machine gun with bullets, and fired a series of shots to repel the rushing ghouls.
Seeing the consumption of ammunition, Yang Weite finally understood why generals and soldiers often quickly lose morale when surrounded by enemy troops in war.
If you are surrounded, you will have no ammunition to replenish. As long as the opponent tests you a few times, you will quickly run out of bullets. Without bullets, you will only have your fists and engineer shovels. Can your morale not drop?
Fighting a war means fighting logistics.
In the past, he just listened to Mr. Skilled Hands nagging, but now this sentence has truly become something that he will never forget.
From now on, if he hears about hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen roaming the world, if he believes a word of it, he will be a pig.
The logistics of these ten people almost exhausted him, Mr. Qiaoshou, and six other villagers. It is unimaginable how much pressure it must be to have 100,000 people, and there are iron cavalry...
Logistics, logistics, logistics!
He then carried a box of grenades to another group of soldiers.
They were passing the place where Mr. Knight was ambushed: this was the entrance to a valley, and there were a large number of ghouls nearby, most of them legendary.
He didn't understand this level division. A soldier told him.
In the beginning, mercenaries specially divided monsters into different levels for the convenience of making money.
You can't kill Death Claws for the same price as you kill Radiated Cockroaches, right?
They need to stop the ghouls and provide conditions for them to enter the valley to rescue people.
Once the group of zombies breaks through the defense line, the rescuers will be trapped together, just like going into a river to rescue people.
Even if you can swim, don't rush into the water. Calling professionals for help is what you should do.
After guarding for three days, the captain brought Mr. Knight out.
The other party is very frustrated.
But I still managed to cheer up and thanked these things seriously, especially Yang Weite.
"Thank you, Lao Yang, without you I wouldn't have been able to come back alive." Lao Popsicle sighed.
"Has your child been found?"
"No, but there are some more clues. It turns out that they are going to use my child for an experiment, but I don't know what kind of experiment it is."
Yang Weite could not say any words of comfort and could only express his sympathy with his eyes.
"By the way, it seems that you also want to be a warrior. It just so happens that I have an extra v system here. Come to my place when you go back and I will teach you how to use it." Old Popsicle is indeed a good protagonist.
Such a great gift was given directly.
"I just did some trivial things. It was those brave soldiers who really saved you." Yang Weite said with fear.
"You are such a kind person, different from many people." Old Popsicle patted him on the shoulder.
Yang Weite only knew that his stable life was saved.
This successful experience made him understand the truth: he must rely on his own guns and hands to protect his life, and he must prepare sufficient logistics.
Without logistics, you cannot protect your life.
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Three years later, Wen Rensheng watched Yang Weite grow up, from a disabled young man who joined the factory as a worker, to an experienced wasteland survivor.
He did not set any trap for the other party. On the contrary, he increased the possibility of the other party encountering an unfavorable situation.
For example, he was deceived by a woman before, was ambushed, and the patron protagonist was ambushed...
He saw Yang Weite's self-breakthrough, from a person who just wanted to live a peaceful life to a warrior who was brave enough to fight.
It's just that the mortality rate of warriors is too high. In this wasteland, elite warriors often face powerful monsters and often don't survive more than a few battles.
It doesn't matter if you abuse the protagonist, the rule that the protagonist cannot die still has to be in effect.
Otherwise, what's the point of growing?
So he gave Yang Weite a buff to escape from a desperate situation.
Once you are unable to escape, you will either fall unconscious and be captured, or someone will come to rescue you, but you will not die.
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"We need to connect different shelters with safe trade routes so as to create a complete logistics supply base, from ammunition to food, from ordinary bullets to special bullets, from light weapons to heavy weapons, from personnel recruitment
It should be involved in personnel training," Yang Weite said to his staff.
In the past few years, he has been appointed by the old popsicle as adjutant, steward and prime minister. In short, he is similar to the role of chief secret.
At the same time, he is also the chief of staff of the Volunteer Army, and to a large extent controls the Volunteer Army, a wasteland faction rebuilt by the protagonist.
After all, the protagonist is either looking for the child, or on the way to find the child, and doesn’t have much thought for playing business simulation: except for some players who have forgotten the child.
Yang Weite worked very hard and outstandingly, and strongly supported the reconstruction and growth of the Volunteer Army.
At this time, Old Popsicle has discovered the true identity of his son: the leader of the college, a son who is older than his father.
Old Popsicle is caught in a dilemma. One choice is to help his son and the college and eliminate other organizations; the other is to personally destroy the college, an organization that has caused many tragedies.
No matter which choice he makes, Yang Weite will fully support Lao Bingbing.
After all, it was the other party's kindness and protection that prevented him from turning into dried meat hanging in the factory after entering the wasteland.
However, just when Yang Weite was about to show off his talents, someone from the civilized world came.
What came was a woman, a beautiful woman, accompanied by a team of capable soldiers.
"Hello, my name is Lisa Ace." The beautiful woman smiled.
"You are from the civilized world, what are you doing here?"
"We're here to find higher technology and more allies. Aren't you here for these two things?"
"I just want to live." Yang Weite said lightly.
Except for Old Popsicle, he no longer trusts anyone, except for Skillful Hands, who is not a human being.
The captain who had saved him several times before, after he was promoted and had a higher status than him, caused several accidents and almost killed him.
He was able to discover the unexpected truth, which was entirely Mr. Handy’s recording:
"If he is a waste and garbage, I will not hesitate to show my kindness and good heart, which will make me feel like a ray of light in this dirty world; but when he stands on my head, I
I can't stand it anymore, why can a useless person, a disabled person, a guy who should be humble, be more glorious than me?"
People are really complicated.
He did not hand over the recording, but used the power in his hands to move the other party to a remote shelter.
