At night, bonfires are lit at the Newmarket Outpost near Baltimore. These fires will be used to illuminate any suspicious objects trying to approach the stronghold, and the sentry at the stronghold can judge whether to fire.
In the stronghold, maybe because of the medicines paid by the action team, maybe because he felt that he was strong enough, or maybe because he felt that the action team was strong enough, anyway, the leader of this stronghold, Hoffman, allowed Zhou Qingfeng to lead the team to enter.
Inside the stronghold, a camping site was drawn for them.
This is an armed stronghold of more than 500 people, completely militarized. Most of the members are young and strong, there are no old people or children, and there are very few women. Occasionally, there are a few women who look like they are here to meet the physiological needs of men.
The people here are all unkempt and disheveled. In a few months, they have obviously not been able to obtain enough supplies to improve their lives, and they don't even have complete heating equipment.
Compared with the desolation outside the stronghold, the inside of the stronghold is dilapidated, dirty, and chaotic. All kinds of cold stares appear from the corners of the building, which will make the timid feel an inexplicable chill down their spines. The people in the action team feel that they are in danger.
It was bad enough that Havana had been bombed, but I didn't expect it to be worse here.
"We are an outpost of the Brotherhood of Steel, specially used to monitor the movements of various mutant creatures in the city. Do you think we are willing to stay like this? We have no choice but to serve here in order to survive.
We are a militia organization, and the Brotherhood will send us supplies once a month to ensure that we do not starve to death, that we can persevere, and that mutated creatures in the city will not become overrun.
Do you think the zombies you encounter on the road are scary? Hahaha... Those are just trivial. What is really scary are the zombies and mutants living in the city. There are at least tens of thousands of them.
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'Zombies' move slowly and have poor strength and agility, but they have extremely strong survivability and can live for a long time after eating food once. Their bodies are broken but their brains are not broken, making them the best lurkers. Yes, they can still operate.
Weapons, don't underestimate them.
'Mutants' are violent warriors. No one is less than two meters tall. They are extremely strong, agile, and have great strength and endurance. It would take more than ten rounds of ordinary .223-caliber rifle bullets to hit them to be effective.
.They are born super soldiers and no one wants to mess with them."
A bottle of 'Supreme' brandy allowed the leader of the stronghold, Hoffman, to start talking. Zhou Qingfeng took Catalina and others in the stronghold's meeting hall to listen to each other talk about the situation in Baltimore. In a simple sentence, the city is about to turn into a variety of things.
A paradise for mutant creatures.
"Hasn't the Brotherhood of Steel ever thought about eliminating these mutated creatures?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.
Hoffman waved the bottle and shrugged: "It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't do it. Let me say it again, 'zombies' and 'mutants' are not brainless, they also know how to unite to fight against humans. It is said that the Brotherhood and '
The Enclave has tried to clean up the mutated garbage, but it's been very difficult.
By the way, you should also be careful of a creature called the 'Death Claw'. It is said that this thing evolved from a lizard. Although the number is relatively small, it is also a terrifying monster with high intelligence. When it goes crazy, it is even more powerful than a 'mutant'.
"
According to Hoffman's description, it has become very difficult to enter any city in North America. No wonder the 'Enclave' is in a hurry to enter Mexico. It is probably forced by the current situation. But Zhou Qingfeng has no way out.
Still asking: "Is there anyone here who can be my guide? I'm willing to pay a fair amount of compensation."
"Do you still want to go to Baltimore?" Hoffman felt that after saying so many terrible things, people should give up the idea of entering Baltimore. But when he saw Mr. Hugo in front of him was so insistent, he could only whisper.
: "I may be able to help you, but I have a request."
"Say." Zhou Qingfeng calmly waited for the other party to make a request.
"For the safety of the stronghold, we will regularly clean up the mutant creatures near the stronghold, but we have encountered some trouble recently. A mutant creature's lair appeared two kilometers away from us, and it often comes out to harass us."
"a large amount?"
"There were not many in number at first, but the scary thing is that there was a 'zombie' sniper among them. We didn't know where that thing was hiding? It had already killed more than a dozen of our militiamen, and it created the mutated creature in that den now.
There are more and more, which has seriously affected the security of our stronghold."
"Are you interested in the assault gun in our team?"
"That's right, your assault guns are armored. Rush over and find that damn 'zombie' sniper and kill it. As long as you clear out the mutant creature's lair, I can lead more than a hundred militiamen to take you to Baltimore.
Of course, we only go outside the city and will never enter the city. The city is a hundred times scarier than the outside!"
Speaking of the city, Hoffman's wrinkled face showed an expression of uncontrollable fear. He had obviously had a terrible experience. Zhou Qingfeng just said lightly that he should think about it, but then asked: "The wilderness and the city
What do the mutated creatures in there do for a living?"
"Rely on corpses, rely on human corpses." Hoffman lowered his head when talking about this, horrified and depressed, "After nuclear winter, a large number of people died, and corpses can be kept for a long time at low temperatures. And there are the most corpses in the city, so those
Mutated creatures are running into the city."
"But no matter how many corpses there are, they can't withstand a few months of consumption?"
"So those mutated creatures are pouring out. The situation in Baltimore is pretty good, but it is said that the situation in New York is the worst. The mutated creatures have begun to form gangs of hundreds or thousands to attack human settlements and shelters in the wild.
.They eat up everything they can eat, leaving nothing behind.
The Brotherhood of Steel organized a large number of extermination teams to hunt mutant creatures in New York. This war has been going on for a month, but they still have not been able to completely wipe out these damn monsters.
So if you are willing to help us, we will help you. I think you are obviously from other places, with good equipment but lack of experience. After all, we have more people, and we have many ways to deal with mutant creatures. Of course, if you can help us some
Weapons would be better."
The conversation continued late into the night, and Hoffman always wanted Zhou Qingfeng to support them with a batch of supplies. In the end, the guy drank four or five bottles of brandy, got himself drunk and slept next to the bonfire in the conference hall.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Qingfeng sighed, turned around and left the meeting hall. Catalina caught up and said: "These people have no hope, their biggest goal is just to live a few more days.
I bet that once we help eliminate some 'zombie' snipers, that guy named Hoffman will definitely find a way to shirk his help to us, and will even offer various conditions to disgust or even threaten us."
In the cold night, when dripping water turned into ice, Zhou Qingfeng looked up at the dark sky. Under the light of the surrounding bonfires, he said with a stern face: "I really didn't expect things to be so troublesome. The current situation is not like driving into the city, collecting things and leaving.
'It's that simple. This guy named Hoffman is unreliable, but the manpower in this stronghold cannot be wasted."