The cold underground palace is very cold. There is only weak lighting here, and people can easily bump into things if they move around accidentally. Governor Diego, who rules Havana, lives here because he hates too strong light recently.
Led by the guards, several medical staff brought a first aid kit to the Governor's office. Diego, who was already looking haggard, sat on a high-backed chair and said in a hoarse voice: "The deadline I gave you
We’re here, have you worked out a treatment plan?”
Several medical staff looked at each other in confusion. The guard pushed the leading doctor hard and forced him to walk in front of the Governor. The doctor said tremblingly: "We have recently studied a new treatment, maybe we can try it."
"Are you just trying?" Diego's masked face looked at the doctor, his empty eyes glowing red, like a demon.
The doctor only glanced up and felt his whole body trembling. He lowered his head quickly and said, "Your Excellency, our conditions are really limited. Now that the world has been destroyed, we lack medical equipment and cannot conduct in-depth research and analysis of your condition...
….
According to what we know now, the one with the best medical conditions in the Caribbean is the Aurora Corps. They have plenty of medicines, equipment and even medical personnel. They should be able to treat the Governor."
After the doctor finished speaking, he felt that there was silence around him. He raised his head slightly and saw Governor Diego holding a pistol and slowly pointing it at him. He suddenly exclaimed: "No, your Excellency Governor, please listen to my explanation. I
I really tried my best, you can’t blame me.”
Bang..., after the gunshot, the doctor fell to the ground. Several medical staff who followed were frightened and backed away, but they were blocked by the guards and could not escape, so they could only scream in shock.
"Don't make excuses if you are incompetent." Diego put down his pistol, slowly stood up and came to the remaining medical staff, and said coldly: "I will give you three more days to find a way to treat me.
.Otherwise you will all end up like this idiot."
Several medical staff were pushed away. When they left the underground palace and saw the gray sky outside, everyone burst into tears. Near them, a guy with a philistine face was trying to please the guard captain, "This is
The special medicine I got recently, called alpha-type interferon, can treat various diseases..."
The philistine guy talked a lot, and the serious-looking guard captain just nodded and said: "Mr. Koma, as long as you can keep getting us medicines and other supplies, we can continue to trade with you.
"
"Thank you, captain, for your support." Koma nodded repeatedly and placed a cloth bag beside the guard captain. "I need some diesel recently. I wonder if I can buy it?"
"I'll give you a two-ton quota this time. I'll bring more goodies next time." The guard captain looked at the contents in the bag and finally smiled. In the last days, if you have power, you might as well get some benefits in exchange. You can see it everywhere in the past.
Canned fruits have become hard currency.
As a smuggler, Coma was immediately overjoyed. After accepting the quota voucher from the guard captain, he quickly ran towards the Havana oil refinery. He used a pile of old clothes to keep out the cold as payment, and paid a bribe to get more than ten
Big barrels of diesel.
After receiving the diesel, Koma immediately got a few human-operated carts and rushed towards the seaside with more than a dozen guards. Along the way, he had to bribe a large number of checkpoints and guards before he could finally board a small steamer parked at the port of Havana.
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In just one kilometer of road, Coma saw a large number of displaced people and ruthless soldiers. The atmosphere throughout Havana was extremely tense, and from time to time, hungry people could be seen running out of corners to grab things.
There are a lot of rumors in the market. One moment it is said that Governor Diego has received the support of the 'Enclave' and will immediately defeat the 'Aurora Legion'. The next moment it is said that the 'Aurora Legion' is launching a large-scale attack and the war has already begun.
Haruco near Havana.
Coma collected all this information carefully, but did not believe it easily. When he appeared at the dock, a group of trembling Cubans came out and shouted to him.
"Mr. Koma, buy me. I'm a fitter. I can do any job. As long as you give me some clothes, I'll go with you."
"Mr. Koma, I have a dozen female slaves here, all of whom are between fifteen and eighteen years old. As long as eight cans of meat are given, they will be yours."
"Mr. Koma, please take me away, I will do anything for you."
Hundreds of people surrounded them amid the noise, and more than a dozen guards were pushed back continuously. They had to be hit hard with rifle butts to prevent the crowd from losing control.
Koma, who had been servile along the way, finally straightened his back in front of these poor people. He shouted loudly: "Stop arguing, it's still the same old rule. My ship requires two hundred people. Skilled workers are given priority, followed by those who can work."
A young woman. If you are incompetent, get away from me. I am not a philanthropist."
Tania was pushed around in the crowd. Hunger and cold were almost draining her last bit of strength. She had been struggling in front of the pier with hundreds of people for three or four days. The small steamer in front of her was filled with these people.
The only hope for survival.
Just when Tania was about to faint from being squeezed, she finally came to Mr. Koma who decided her life or death. But Koma just looked at her and waved: "Go away, go away, I only want to be young and able to work."
Woman, you are too old."
Unfortunately, Tania was only twenty-four years old. She looked extremely haggard because she had not eaten or drank. Just when the guard was about to push her away, she shouted in desperation: "I am the Medical School of the University of Havana."
Graduate, I am a doctor, please accept me."
Koma stared at Tania with suspicion and fierce eyes for a few times. Finally, he grabbed the woman's thin arm and pushed her onto the boat. "If you dare to lie to me, I will throw you into the sea and drown you."
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Originally, Koma only planned to take away 200 people, but in the end, his 500-ton small steamer took away more than 400 people. And there were thousands of people on the shore who heard the news and were crying and wanting to board him.
ship.
When the small steamer burst out of the port with black smoke, the more than 400 lucky people on board breathed a big sigh of relief, feeling like they had escaped from hell.
Tania was sitting on a large oil drum, with her arms folded and tightly wrapped in more than a dozen tattered clothes. Some of these clothes were even stripped from dead people. But hunger still made her feel exhausted and swaying.
It was shaking as if it was about to fall down at any moment.
Hot water and food began to be distributed on the ship, and the boiler room on the ship easily became a kitchen. Tania could not remember when she had eaten warm food. She asked for a cup of hot water and a small piece of bread.
Crying bitterly.
"Mr. Koma, where are we going now?" Tania asked when she saw Koma passing by. She only heard that she could survive by boarding Koma's ship, but in fact she didn't know about Koma's ship at all.
Where will it go?
"Go to Matanzas," Coma said.
Someone on the ship immediately asked: "Isn't Matanzas occupied by the 'Aurora Legion'? There's a war going on somewhere, what can we do there?"
Coma said disdainfully: "You know nothing! If Havana is hell now, Matanzas is heaven."