Chapter 169

Guns are more persuasive than words at any time.

Like now.

It didn't take him long to make a choice. He had no doubt that these people didn't even need a charge to destroy them.

Even though the refugees behind him were not willing, he tried to persuade them.

"We have no choice. They won't let us move forward, and we can't go back."

A ragged waster couldn't help shouting, "what if we hand over our weapons and they shoot directly at us?"

"What if we don't hand over our weapons?" Li looked at the man and said, "they don't even need a charge to kill us."

The waster couldn't argue.

There are more than 180 of them, more than half of them are old and weak women and children. Less than 70 young men can form combat effectiveness... And this still counts the children over the age of 8 and under the age of 14.

All the firearms add up to only more than 20, and the rest are bows, arrows and spears. These equipment are enough to deal with some predators who also pull their crotch, but they can only hide away when they encounter hard stubble.

It is not the first time they have been driven away by other survivor strongholds. Few people open their living room in winter.

At least, these people did not fire directly when they were able to destroy them.

This is the greatest kindness

After the refugees laid down their weapons, Chu Guang asked spanner to send two people in and take away their weapons. At the same time, he kept his promise and set up a big pot in the open space at the east gate.

Chu Guang can't give them as good food as the players, but he won't watch this group of refugees starve and freeze in the cold wind.

He released the task through VM, sent scrambled eggs with tomatoes to the warehouse, received 50 kilograms of green wheat and made a pot of porridge for them.

At the same time, let the man who called away, with the young and middle-aged labor force who can still work, set up a camp in the open space 50 meters away from the east gate.

The terrain here fluctuates, dead trees embedded in snow can be seen everywhere, and concrete debris and a small amount of building debris can be used.

Building a shack is a necessary skill for every waster, and these people are no exception. After giving them some shovels, carts and other tools, the work went smoothly.

At the same time, the big pot at the east gate was also set up. As the water in the pot boiled, the fried egg brother poured all the green wheat in.

Wheat with a smell of oxalic acid is difficult to make people have an appetite. It takes a long time to remove the astringency.

But this is for players.

For those starving people who are starving to death, even a little muddy soup is a supreme delicacy.

The white gas floating on the pot made all the refugees swallow their saliva, and the speed of building the camp was accelerated.

Standing behind Chu Guang, several players whispered.

"These people look pathetic."

"It's very poor. Even the children are helping."

"But I didn't expect someone to come when the survivor stronghold was just built."

"It worked too fast."

Listening to the whispers of the players, Chu Guang felt puzzled. Although he asked him to light the cigarette, he didn't expect to bring people here the next day.

Why didn't anyone come when the pioneer was still there? At that time, there was more smoke in the camp than now. His little players got up early in the morning to cook for themselves.

This is the time!

If these refugees came two days earlier, their food would be much better than now. Those people on the pioneer are not short of food and clothing. They are more pitiful than themselves. Chu Guang even bet that as long as he said he could accept these refugees, he believed they would generously support him with a sum of goods.

As for now, Chu Guang can only say to do his best.

Taking advantage of the efforts of these refugees to build camps, Chu Guang asked old Luca to make a statistics on their population.

There are 187 refugees, including more than 61 young men over the age of 14, the rest are old and weak women and children, and even five infants under the age of one year and four pregnant women.

Chu Guang estimated that when their team was the largest, there should be about 300 or 400 people. I'm afraid they lost half of their staff along the way.

But even so, their situation is much better than the nomads settled near the wetland park.

If you remember correctly, brother iron axe took his people all the way from the north of the river valley province. When he came here, even the men were dying, and even his own seeds were on his mind.

The guards handed over their guns, and they were allowed to keep knives, axes and bows and arrows.

According to the statistics of wrench, they handed in 23 iron tube rifles with different calibres, including 5 old-fashioned muskets, which really surprised Chu Guang.

They came here with these equipment.

It's hard to imagine.

"Sir, just now I found someone infected with typhoid fever in their camp." Luca, who returned from the refugee camp, reported to Chu Guang.

Chuguang: "is it serious?"

"I'm not sure. Most of them are in poor health. Maybe they are hungry or really ill... I can't tell," Luca said cautiously. "I'm afraid they will bring plague. We don't have doctors or enough drugs to deal with this situation."

Chu Guang thought for a moment and nodded.

"I see. I'll find a way."

To be honest, Chu Guang doesn't have any good way.

Health is not a problem for players at all, at least not the core problem.

Even if you are not a player of the physique department, as long as you reach LV7 or above, you can basically have a physique of 6 ~ 7 points, which is 120% ~ 140% of the working efficiency of the normal adult immune system.

As for Chu Guang himself, his physique has reached 14, and the working efficiency of the immune system is close to three times that of normal people. Let alone ordinary diseases, he is useless. Even a certain dose of poison and light radiation can be immune to him to a certain extent.

See the manager, old Luca continued.

"In addition, food..."

"You say."

"We provide relief to them according to the minimum standard. More than 180 people consume nearly 50 kilograms of food every day, and 1500 kilograms a month. This is still an ideal situation. Although you exchange some food from the pioneer, I'm afraid this cold winter will last until the end of February or even the beginning of March next year... Our own food has been used up Very nervous. "

The number of players in the outpost is now 500, and the daily food consumption has reached an amazing half ton. Sometimes old Luca really felt that those people were just a loser. They didn't have the spirit of saving at all. They wanted to eat twice or even three times his amount in a day.

At present, the total grain reserves of the outpost base are just over 30 tons, of which one-third are corn, rice and potatoes bought from the pioneer, and one-third are raw meat, dried meat and fishing.

The rest were spoils from bloody hands and old leeches, as well as part of the tribute offered by Brown farm.

It is conservatively estimated that if the current trend of consumption continues, I am afraid this food will be enough to last until the end of the year.

"Food is really a problem," Chu Guang thought for a moment. "I'll find a way to do it."

Just a month ago, the food in the outpost was not even enough for dozens of people for half a month.

No big deal.

Just ask your neighbor to borrow some more.

……

After the porridge for the hungry was distributed, the noise in the refugee camp gradually subsided.

Many people have been running all the way and can't bear the fatigue. Now their stomachs are filled with warm food. They curl up in sleeping bags under the shacks and fall asleep.

Although they were asleep, they didn't dare to relax their vigilance. They arranged people to stand on the fence and keep an eye on the situation of the refugee camp.

Chu Guang wasn't too worried.

He didn't even pay attention to the blood hand clan, let alone some refugees?

In the house near the east gate of Changjiu farm, he met the man named "Li".

This man should be the representative or leader elected by this group of refugees.

"Thank you for your generosity!"

After entering the house, he knelt on one knee, nodded and said, "I'm afraid many of us wouldn't be able to survive tonight without you."

"We don't like kneeling here. Get up," Chu Guang continued, looking at the man standing up. "We can provide you with shelter, but you must have the consciousness of relying on others and abide by our rules and customs. At the same time, you must know that this is not free."

Li nodded.

This is a reasonable request.

No one welcomes unruly guests.

Moreover, before they became refugees, they also had homes, and they were conscious of the unpopularity of the status of "homeless people".

"What do you need?"

Chu Guang: "it's very simple. We will pay you for working for us. You can take the reward and exchange it for food, fuel or other things."

Before the B3 layer is unlocked, the number of players temporarily falls into a bottleneck. Without Mengxin supplement, he needs more aborigines to replace the growing Mengxin and engage in low-end and low value-added repetitive benefits.

Although he always teases players that they work harder than animals, he can't always use them as animals.

Moving bricks occasionally is to experience life. Moving bricks every day is work.

Hearing what the adult said, Li's expression relaxed a little, even showing a trace of joy.

Originally, in his expectation, it would be nice to have a meal. In other places where survivors live, the status of refugees is no higher than that of slaves. As for the reward, he didn't think about it.

"Thank you for giving us the chance to live."

"We can only give you a chance. It's up to you to seize it," Chu Guang continued, looking at him. "I heard from my men that you had a survivor settlement before. In other words, you're not nomads?"

Li quickly nodded.

"Yes, my Lord."

Chu Guang: "tell me what you can do."

Li immediately said, "we can do a lot, including hunting, farming, weaving hemp rope, carpenters and blacksmiths... We can do it for you as long as you need it."

Looking at Li's hurried promotion, Chu Guang nodded slightly satisfied.

Hunters, carpenters and other craftsmen are exactly what he needs. As for blacksmiths, they can be arranged into steel mills with a little training.

Although these labors are not as good as his players, they are always better than nomads. However, relatively speaking, the physical fitness of these survivors may be slightly weak, and they did not bring the livestock Chu Guang wanted.

"These two days, you settle yourself down first."

"I'll arrange things for you in two days."

"By the way, your name is unlucky and easy to confuse. You see, either give yourself a last name or I'll give you a first name."

Giving a name and surname means acceptance and recognition of conversion.

Unexpectedly, the Lord here was so generous. The man was so happy and busy.

"Please give me your name!"

Chu Guang thought and said.

"We call it Changchang farm here. If your surname is not appropriate, your surname is Jiu. Change the word Li into Li at dawn."

"From today on, your name is Jiuli."

……

Official website:

[announcement: a group of vagrants came to Changchang farm (prosperity + 50).

[long term farms have increased the "tide of immigrants" buff: the demand for food and fur has increased, and the population inflow has increased.]

[old Luca's trouble: we don't have much food and can't always support them. If only we could find something for them to do. (tip: there are many excellent hunters and handicraftsmen among the refugees. After reaching the "friendly" reputation level, they can run industries and hire servants to work locally.)]

[today's recommended Recipes: salt and pepper corn, Mapo Tofu (it's ok if it's neither spicy nor spicy)]

[rattan Hut: the rattan hut is new. A lot of silk fabrics are waiting for you.]

Tail: "! New plot! What did you do while tail was away?! ∑ (ﾟ Д ﾟノ)ノ”

Quit smoking: "lying in the trough! There is a new NPC!? planning dad is awesome!"

Mole at large in the canyon: "let me guess. The prosperity is really linked to the NPC population! But it seems that this value is not calculated according to the population through a fixed formula, but driven by events?"

Night 10: "the suspected operator recruited a p club to plan and wait for the immutable ancestral law and the comet to come to our head. (funny)"

Irene: speaking of the tail, how did your crabs hunt? Are you done? (funny)

Si Si: "Oh, don't mention it. Ah Wei sent me away first. He came down soon."

Tail: "wait, that can blame the tail! There's a problem with the rocket launcher. It can't hit at all! It can spit fire back（ ŎдŎ；)”

Xiaoxiaoxiao bookworm: "how can the recoilless gun not spray..."

Tail: "but mosquitoes don't spit fire!"

Xiaoxiaoxiao bookworm: "that's because his thing is not a recoilless gun at all. What deep wear? It's a heartless gun on his shoulder."

Mosquito: "!! this can involve me!"

Crow: "ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha! Food! O (* ≥ ▽≤) ツ"

Due to the heroic sacrifice of the tail and Si Si, we are reminded that this tube is not as playful as a mosquito gunfight. Don't point your ass at people when launching.

In short, VM and equipment are back.

OB is only three days, no problem.

The arrival of refugees has caused a lot of topics on the official website forum, but it has not become the focus of players' discussion as before.

After all, this is not the first time that refugees have come. There are too many things happening today to discuss at all.

Makabazi, who got the seed from the manager, exchanged the skills of planting corn with people in the forum.

The task of No. 117 refuge jointly carried out by brother mole and mosquito has also attracted the attention of many players. This task is suspected to be related to the main line of the game.

Unfortunately, there has been little progress today.

The situation under the subway entrance is very complicated.

As boss Xia said, there are at least hundreds of eaters, not to mention climbers.

A "black swan" with limited ammunition is not enough.

They need more automatic weapons and missiles such as incendiary bottles and earth grenades. The situation may be better after the automatic rifle with a unit price of 200 silver coins is officially put on the shelves in two days.

Compared with the bad news that the strategy of refuge 117 is blocked, the good news is that the second floor of the greenhouse site has been successfully won by the cattle and horse team.

They have successfully controlled the gate between the second floor and the third floor. Now the space on the second floor of the greenhouse site has also been liberated.

It is inconceivable that even after two centuries, the facilities there still maintain the energy-saving mode and operate slowly.

Many of the luminous strips on the Petri dish have been broken, but they are still on. The indoor temperature was about 25 degrees, and the spiritual leaves in the Petri dish grew well.

Fang Chang wrote an introduction, which can be regarded as a summary of the playing skills of insect alien nests.

However, compared with the strategies that are not available for the time being, the players on the forum obviously care more about how much money the ox and horse teams have made from the underground second floor of the greenhouse site.

The mayor didn't say.

But Chu Guang, who was peeping at the screen, knew that after all, he personally sent them the money.

Based on the difficulty and income of the copy, they got a total of 1200 silver coins, divided equally among four people and 300 silver for one person.

As for the cost, Chu Guang didn't calculate it for them, but it is estimated that they consumed some ammunition.

If you grind it slowly with cold weapons, even if there is a heavy armor that can resist it, it may take a long time. Moreover, we have to employ a lot of manpower and rely on crowd tactics to pile up.

Once the income is shared, it's better to consume some ammunition.

After returning from Changchang farm, Chu Guang updated the announcement, sat in front of the computer in the residents' hall and strolled around the official website.

Many players have begun to discuss what work should be arranged for those refugees.

Some say they open textile factories and others say they open cement factories. Anyway, there are all kinds of factories. Of course, since version 0.8, the establishment of a factory has requirements for regional reputation, which needs to be friendly (more than 1000).

Completing the task of helping regional development can increase the reputation of the region, or directly donate materials needed locally, or it can be rapidly improved.

The game player make complaints about it, which is simply copied from the chopping.

Wish the dog a long life!

In addition, what attracted Chu Guang's attention was that the spring commander found an abandoned military camp in the northern town with a Mengxin of the perception department.

The military camp is small, like an operation base, located on the playground of a community school.

In the early years of the wasteland era, it seemed that a group of refugees had been accommodated there, but it might be withdrawn soon, so it did not develop into a survivor's stronghold like Beit street.

The spring water wandered around there and found nothing useful.

The whole school was searched clean, and even most of the bookshelves in the library were demolished. I think it was taken by local survivors as firewood at the beginning of the wasteland era.

"... it's strange that the town seems to be a dead city, and so does the school. There are no traces of survivors' activities, no predators, only those gnawing people who fill the house and the smelly basement... We are not equipped enough to explore deeply into the building."

"I'm going to start again tomorrow. Maybe I can find something."

Chu Guang was also curious about what they could find there.

Although it is estimated that it has been searched countless times over the past two centuries, according to his experience, there is always something left that has not been taken away.

While Chu Guang was sitting in the shelter surfing the Internet, fifteen kilometers north of the Changchang farm, several men with rifles on their backs and thick coats were carefully searching for something nearby.

"Those guys shouldn't have gone too far," muttered the bearded man, pulling the dog chain in his hand.

The hound he led hissed and sniffed carefully on the ground.

Suddenly, the hound suddenly raised his head and barked to the south.

The man leaned down, patted it on the head, then stretched out his index finger and wiped it on the ground.

Under the snow are footprints.

He got up again, looked South and narrowed his eyes.

"I ran very fast."

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(sorry! I'm four minutes late... It should be ten thousand words today? But I forgot the progress bar. It's embarrassing.)