Simon and others sent Old Harris as a negotiator, but they did not give any explanation or instructions, let alone any authorization. They only said to bring the radio to contact them, and even the so-called escorts were just a few soldiers. This method is clearly
Treating people as cannon fodder has no hope of achieving any real results.
When Old Harris walked out of the Extraordinary City Hall, he was extremely angry and depressed. He wished he could immediately lead the way to lead the mutants from Washington and kill those useless leaders one by one.
But when he was blown by the cold wind outside, old Harris regained some sense in his heart. He knew that if he really led mutants into Philadelphia, hundreds of thousands of innocent residents here would suffer.
Everyone in Philadelphia went through many hardships and had no choice but to return to the city destroyed by the nuclear bomb. If he died because of old Harris's personal grudge, this kind of crime would not even be forgiven by God, and he would definitely go to hell.
"If I attract mutants, what is that? A traitor? A scum? A traitor?" Old Harris retained his last bit of rationality and bottom line, and thought to himself: It seems that I can only save my son by myself.
Without any rest, the tired old Harris led the team to Washington again. When he learned that he was going to the territory of mutants, the guards assigned to him fled in the blink of an eye, and no one was willing to follow him to die. In the end, he could only be a
People were on the road all night.
Driving an off-road motorcycle at night, the cold wind rushed into his neck like a knife, but old Harris could only grit his teeth and persist. The headlights illuminated the road, the wind howled, and the only roar between the sky and the earth was the roar of the motorcycle's engine.
But suddenly, several human-shaped guys suddenly appeared on the road, and the two sides almost collided under the dazzling headlights. As soon as Old Harris twisted the front of the car, the car overturned and fell to the ground. But after he fell to the ground, he immediately drew his gun and fired.
drink.
Most of the people walking on the road in the middle of the night are hungry mutated humans. If they are not careful, they will die on the way. Old Harris still wants to save his son, but he doesn't want to die.
"Put your hands up."
After shouting, Old Harris used the peripheral light of his motorcycle's headlights to see a panicked family of three across the street. You could tell from their faces that they were normal humans, and you could tell from their voices that they were basically harmless.
The two sides faced off for a while before the atmosphere eased. Old Harris even cursed: "Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid of being eaten by mutants when you are operating in the wild in the middle of the night?"
A man from the opposite family protected his wife and children, and said helplessly: "We heard that there is a shelter in Baltimore. They have a good relationship with mutants and are willing to help take in a group of people."
"Nonsense, I've never seen anyone who can have a good relationship with mutants. It's good if they don't eat humans." Old Harris couldn't imagine this argument. Otherwise, how could he be running back and forth on the road in a hurry? Mutants
The cruel rumors are deeply rooted in people's hearts.
"A friend of mine has already gone, and he said the situation is true." The man opposite was not very sure, "Of course it may be a trap, but I can only try my luck. Our whole family has not eaten for three days.
, I wasn’t even sure I could make it to Baltimore.”
From the sound, I could tell that the family of three across the street were very weak. They had just encountered a motorcycle and couldn't dodge. It's conceivable that they didn't have much strength at all.
"I understand that although your hope is very slim, you can only try it with your own life. In fact, I am the same, I also want to go to the mutants' territory, and I also hope that the mutants can be friendly."
Old Harris' tone also became extremely low. He took out a piece of dried meat from his body, tore it into half and handed it over, "I'm not sure if I can survive after dawn. This is the only help I can give you."
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The man on the opposite side cried and took the piece of dried meat, and kept shouting thanking God. Old Harris picked up his motorcycle and started on the road again. As the journey continued, he suddenly discovered that there was something on this night road.
There are also many people who, when asked, turn out to bet on their lives.
"The news came out five days ago. We can only try our luck."
"We have no choice. If we don't go, we will definitely die. If we go, we may die."
"We really need help, we really need it."
Old Harris encountered more and more people along the way, all of them walking toward Baltimore like zombies. These people were dull and numb, and only the instinct of survival drove them to action.
Some people even fell to the ground while walking because they were too weak, and couldn't get up after a plop. Some people sat beside the corpses of their loved ones halfway and cried, while others were in a daze for a while and continued walking forward.
This is a long road to death and a painful road to survival.
Watching people walking and dying along the way, old Harris broke down emotionally and cried loudly while driving. He was really worried that his son would die like this for some reason, and he kept shouting for God.
Famous, keep inspiring your own spirit.
"Lord, please don't be far away from me."
"You are my strength, please help me."
"You are my protector and my only support."
As Old Harris read and recited, he seemed to see a little light shining in the dark night. The light turned out to be getting bigger and more dazzling, making people feel warm in their hearts, as if a tall angel descended from the sky, but why was this angel...
, why so ugly? Why do you look so like a mutant?!
Ah..., they are really mutants!
With a bang, the off-road motorcycle suddenly braked on the road, and Old Harris discovered that a reception camp suddenly appeared at this intersection with high-wattage bright lights. There were hundreds of miserable refugees gathered in the camp, and at the entrance of the camp
Under the light, there is a heavily armed mutant.
The sudden encounter made old Harris's heart beat wildly. He stared at the mutant in a daze, and the mutant looked at him in daze. After a few seconds, he remembered his identity and shouted: "I am the Steel Brother of New Jersey."
The meeting’s negotiator, I’m here, you can’t kill any more hostages.”
After shouting several times, the mutant warrior on the opposite side showed no response. Instead, he stared at Old Harris with a pair of bull's-eyes, seeming to be thinking about what this idiot wanted to do?
After a while, a man dressed as a priest ran out of the reception camp and shouted, "Those who need help, please come in quickly. We have prepared food and will ensure your safety."
After shouting this voice, old Harris heard a loud shout and the sound of noisy and dense footsteps suddenly sounded behind him. A group of people came out of the shadow of the road behind him, just like going to a market.
"Wow... there really is a holding camp here."
"God, this mutant is so scary. I'm so scared that I don't even dare to get close."
"I don't care anymore. Even if you want to eat me, let me eat until I'm full."
There were probably more than a hundred people who came out. After everyone made sure that Old Harris had not been eaten, they all poured into the camp. However, Old Harris who was originally in the front was left outside.
"I..., I am the messenger." Old Harris looked at the mutant warriors and wanted to emphasize his special status.
The priest who ran out quickly stepped forward and pulled Old Harris closer to the camp, and kept nagging, "Don't be afraid, the mutants won't cause trouble when they are full. Of course, the premise is that you don't provoke them by looking for death."
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"Is there really a good relationship between humans and mutants?" Old Harris felt that his outlook on life was greatly impacted.
The priest immediately said: "God said mutants are also human beings, and we should understand each other and understand each other."
What..., when did God say this? Old Harris had an expression of 'I don't know much, don't lie to me'.
Of course, the priest himself was not too sure about this. He added: "This is what our legion commander said. We should always believe the legion commander, right?"
You are blaspheming by talking nonsense in the name of God!