A sudden night of fierce fighting, although the losses were not small, the Niumagit outpost that was supposed to be destroyed was saved. Looking at the three to four hundred radioactive cockroaches that were collected, as well as the ferocious 'mutants'
The survivors felt horrified and lucky - if it hadn't been for the sudden arrival of the Baltimore Operations Team, everyone in the stronghold would have been dead.
"It is said that this team comes from the south."
"I listened to their internal exchanges, and they kept mentioning the 'Legion' and so on."
"Do you think it's strange? Our new leader is Asian, but his subordinates are all white and black, which is unusual."
"Is it the Aurora Legion from the south? But why do they travel thousands of kilometers to come to us?"
After winning the battle and having enough to eat and drink, the people in the stronghold suddenly became stable, but the reorganized residents inevitably made various speculations in private. Since Zhou Qingfeng did not directly explain his identity at all, this deepened the mystery about him.
The soldiers and residents in the stronghold were organized to do some simple work, at least to improve the sanitary conditions. A tidy and clean environment can greatly improve the quality of life. Among the people, Niya was one of the organized members. As a
Woman, she used to make a living as a prostitute in the stronghold.
But in fact, due to the lack of food and supplies, the men in the stronghold no longer wanted to waste energy on women. Before Zhou Qingfeng and others appeared, Niya had been unable to find customers for two consecutive weeks. She once felt that she would be hungry that day.
Died somewhere in the stronghold.
"Hey, your name is Niya, right?" A soldier from the action team suddenly appeared. He looked at a section of the road that Niya was responsible for cleaning, "You work pretty hard and you did a good job."
"Yes, sir. I must work very hard." Niya hunched her shoulders and lowered her head, subconsciously looking like a weakling. She actually wanted to show her enthusiasm, because it was these people who were armed to the teeth.
It gave her a new life, but she was actually very afraid of these burly soldiers.
Those who wield force are terrifying. This is the biggest experience and lesson taught to Niya in the last year of the last year. She has been insulted, cursed, beaten, and even raped so many times that people can’t even remember them.
There is one thing in common - most of them are men with weapons.
Even though the action team gave Niya food and clothes, she still didn't dare to get close to these people casually. She was even prepared to be beaten or humiliated at any time. In the past, the men in the stronghold were bored, bored, and boring.
If you are angry, desperate, or have no reason at all just to have some fun, you will take it out on a woman.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to cause trouble for you." The soldier of the action team held a small personal computer in his hand, which contained the preliminary registration information of the people in the stronghold. "You told our people before that you were from Baltimore.
Man, you should be very familiar with the city?"
"Yes, I escaped from the city." Niya replied honestly.
"Are you familiar with Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore?" the soldier asked again.
"I used to be a student at a business school somewhere, so I should be familiar with it."
"Business school student? Very good. Are you familiar with the school's medical school?"
…
The soldiers asked many questions, and Niya answered them one by one. Finally, she was told that she would be someone who needed care from now on and would receive some preferential treatment.
Niya is not very clear about preferential treatment. Before the catastrophe, if a man told her dirty jokes, she could report sexual harassment, but now she just hopes that she will be beaten less. However, other stronghold residents came to inquire about the news.
, make inquiries.
"Niya, what do those soldiers want from you?"
"I don't know, they just asked me some questions and said I could get some care."
"Ah... then you are lucky. Our new leader seems to be very kind and generous. I heard that some people in the stronghold have been specially selected, and their treatment in all aspects is much better than in the past. Some people even said that they were selected.
People can get on a plane and leave this damn place."
Get out of this damn place?
Niya has thought about leaving countless times, but where can she go after leaving? It is not that no one has left in the stronghold, but it is not necessarily possible to live a safe and stable life after leaving, and you may even encounter misfortune on the way out. As time goes by,
, everyone accepted their fate.
After the cleaning work in the morning, Niya followed the crowd to get lunch. She was a little hopeful, wondering if she could get an extra piece of food if she was taken care of? After months of malnutrition, eating more food was her biggest priority.
extravagant desire.
But lunch was just ordinary cereal porridge, with some minced meat added to it and cooked. Everyone was also given a pill, which was said to be a vitamin supplement. This made Niya a little disappointed, and she quickly comforted herself: "
Be content, this is much better than before."
Just when Niya wanted to leave with the meal tray, the soldier in charge of distributing the meal suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, you shouldn't eat here with us."
The words were cold and irresistible, which startled Niya. She immediately put down the plate with food and said weakly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm leaving right away."
The residents receiving the food were also puzzled, but no one said anything. They just looked at Niya with pitiful eyes. In their opinion, this woman must have done something wrong or offended someone to be banned from eating.
But before Niya could leave, the soldier who was sharing the food waved the spoon in his hand, pointed to another nearby room, and said coldly: "Your clothes have a sign of preferential treatment. You should go to the small restaurant to eat."
Ah..., Niya looked at the small yellow cloth tied to her clothes, which was given to her by the soldier who asked the question before. She had no idea that it was actually a sign of identity.
The originally pitiful glances around him immediately turned to fierce, even jealous, because just by smelling the smell wafting in the air, he knew that there should be richer food in the nearby small restaurant.
"Thank you, thank you." Niya thanked her hurriedly. She felt extremely uncomfortable being looked at by the people around her, but she felt a little joy in her heart. She thought to herself: So my status has really improved? Just because of some questions.
, I can get better treatment?
Walking into the small restaurant, there were much fewer people here. But after Niya reported her name, the person in charge even asked: "What do you want to eat? We are currently serving bacon and eggs, and bread and macaroni are all open."
Eat, and some creamy vegetable soup. Our supply is still sufficient. You are an A-level preferential treatment personnel, and we will try our best to meet your requirements."
Such treatment was unthinkable in the past few months. Niya even thought she was dreaming. She carefully ordered some vegetable soup and macaroni first, and then ordered eggs and bacon.
After you are full, have a cup of condensed milk, the sweet feeling is really full of happiness.
And then Niya found that she did not need to work. She was asked to take more rest or think about the situation in Baltimore City and Johns Hopkins University as much as possible. People kept coming to ask her and record various details.
It wasn't until three days later that someone came to her and said, "Miss Niya, we need to go out for an armed reconnaissance operation, and we hope you will be our guide."