Walking through the dark and complicated underground passages, Qin Ming saw a hall that had been transformed into a dark residence. This place looked like an unfinished engineering work surface. The uneven ground had not been hardened by cement, and the walls had been re-cut.
Dozens of caves for living.
A few small battery-powered lights are the only lighting underground. There are about a hundred women and children living here, and occasionally a few men can be seen among them.
Qin Ming thought this place would be a relatively peaceful small refuge, but the appearance of the scarred man suddenly made the situation tense. He was now defenseless and had no ability to resist at all. The only thing he could rely on seemed to be to escort him behind him.
two girls.
The low roar of the scar-faced man made everyone in the underground hall notice Qin Ming's appearance. They were frightened at first, but soon calmed down. However, a few more men walked out among the women and children, looking at Qin Ming with unkind expressions.
"What's going on with this kid?"
"We have said many times that people on the ground cannot be brought down."
"This kid must have been sent to find us. Those thugs on the ground are ruining our lives."
Martha, who was wearing a ponytail, quickly defended: "Wait a minute, he is not a thug. He said he is a rescue worker from the United States and he is willing to help us."
"Nonsense, will the rescuers be this kind of teenage boy? Martha, you have been deceived!" The man among the women and children strongly demanded that Qin Ming be killed without explanation, which made the two girls unable to even defend themselves.
The scar-faced man who appeared in the lead grabbed Qin Ming, took out a pistol in his hand and shouted: "Go and see if there are any enemies following. I will deal with this kid. I will never allow anyone to invade."
Our territory.”
Qin Ming, who was in danger, was about to struggle and shout, but another low voice came from the deep and dark passage behind him: "I advise you not to move around, I bet your hands are not as fast as mine."
The scar-faced man who grabbed Qin Ming reacted immediately in shock, raising his hand and raising his pistol in the direction of the sound. But before he could pull the trigger, there was a soft 'pop' sound from the opposite side, and a bullet knocked the pistol away.
It also made his jaws tear and bleed.
The scarred man squatted down in pain, but still shouted to his companions: "Fools, fight back!"
"I told you that your hands are not as fast as mine. Fighting back is the real fool." As the voice got closer, the figures of Old Harris and his two men emerged. Qin Ming only had the strength to see his own people appear.
Breathing heavily, he almost felt like he was going to die again just now.
Old Harris, who was wearing night vision goggles all over his body and carrying an M4A1 with various tactical accessories in his hand, looked like he was from the regular army.
When the women and children underground saw their outfits, not only did they not panic, but one or two of them cried with joy, covered their faces and cheered in disbelief.
If Qin Ming, who had taken off all his equipment, looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child, then old Harris, a battlefield veteran, was too stylish. As soon as he appeared on the scene, he shot and shocked everyone. The scar-faced man
Suddenly I didn't dare to move.
Old Harris was in charge of holding the place, and Mr. Qin followed him out. He looked around the entire underground hall with a stern face, and his cold look made people secretly frightened.
The tall girl immediately put down the gun, raised her hands and stood half a step forward and asked in a low voice: "You have been following us for a long time, right? You won't hurt us, right? You are here to rescue, right? This is really
It's a misunderstanding, we didn't mean to hurt your people."
"I don't think so." Mr. Qin looked at the scarred man who was still squatting on the ground, reached out and grabbed a strong flashlight from his backpack, and began to shine it on the entire underground hall. "Some of you are very unfriendly to us.
"
The bright light made the women and children living underground very uncomfortable, and they all turned their heads to avoid it. From what could be seen, there were about 150 people here, more than 90% of whom were women.
Mr. Qin's words caused the scar-faced man to curse loudly, but he was cursing Martha, who was wearing a ponytail. "Martha, you idiot. You are just too naive. Look at everything you have done. You have destroyed everything."
Without our peaceful life, now we all have to become slaves."
Mr. Qin frowned and looked at the half-crouched scarred man. His calm and confident look made Martha step forward and explain: "Sir, please don't be angry. I believe you are not bad people. Please don't talk to Uncle Eric."
After all, without his efforts, the people here would have died long ago."
"I don't care about a reptile." Mr. Qin looked at Martha up and down, and then asked with a smile: "I just heard your conversation with my adopted son in the back. But can you tell me more about your origins?
I will help as appropriate."
Looking at Old Harris and others who were armed to the teeth, Martha could only bite the bullet and say bravely: "We were originally Europeans living in Luanda, mainly businessmen, engineers, tourists and so on.
When a disaster occurs, we have to hide underground and wait for rescue."
"Why are there so few men among you?"
"The men were responsible for fighting all kinds of thugs. Uncle Eric was one of the few remaining men among us, and they suffered heavy casualties trying to protect us."
"You only have a hundred or so people left?"
"No, this is just an underground settlement. There are many similar settlements. We still have about five to six thousand people, but the number of men does not exceed 500."
"How do so many of you survive?"
"When the catastrophe occurred, Uncle Eric led people to grab a large amount of supplies from the port, including 5,000 tons of food stored by the United Nations Refugee Agency at the port. We survived on this batch of food, but now the food is still huge
Part of it is exhausted and we won't be able to hold on much longer."
The brief narration contained countless blood and tears. Behind the survival of women and children underground was the brave struggle of a larger number of men. Martha shed tears as she spoke, and the underground hall also burst into tears.
Even Eric, who was covering his bleeding hand with a scarred face, was no longer angry. Just thinking about the suffering in the past was enough to make people sad.
This group of people looks like a bunch of miserable, miserable guys.
"I deeply sympathize with your experience. I am Qin Weidong from the Aurora Legion. My mission this time is to rescue people in need of help in Africa. Believe me, I can take you out of this hell."
The righteousness of what Mr. Qin said made many people sad. For a while, the originally quiet underground shelter was filled with the sound of wailing.
Amid the noisy crying, Qin Ming walked to his adoptive father and whispered: "I'm sorry, father. I'm in trouble again."
"Why did you say that?" Mr. Qin asked strangely.
Qin Ming continued to whisper: "Although each of these people is pitiful, they have nothing. Although there are many people, most of them are useless women. They are obviously a burden. They will affect our plan to rescue our compatriots."
"Who said women are useless?" Mr. Qin was happy. He turned Qin Ming's shoulder towards the women and children who were crying and laughing to vent their emotions, and whispered: "Look at these women, they are all between ten and thirty years old.
Many years old young woman.
Do you think they are a burden? But I have to say that they are a huge asset. Stupid boy, how can we continue the descendants without women? The more than 5,000 women in the underground can solve the big problem of the legion. A man must have a woman to have one.