Natural Disaster Strikes: From Joining the Rescue Team

Chapter 892: Survivors can be exchanged for points
Another person said, "Sir, you are also saying that this is luck. Some rescue missions have many survivors and a lot of supplies, while other rescue missions have only one survivor and the supplies can be carried with one hand. This is normal."

Zuo was melancholy: "Yes, but is my luck so bad?"

"Sir, the total number of people you have rescued so far is greater than that of Colonel Atov's crew."

Zuo: "All of our pilots combined cannot be better than the colonel. The colonel's rescue team is small because his main task is to survey the wind direction, and he often flies into the eye of the storm to get accurate data."

"Oh my god, is this true?"

Zuo: "Of course, the smooth flight of each flight crew is based on the colonel's frequent flights into hurricanes. The updated aircraft come from this, and we have always enjoyed the large amount of wind and snow data he brought back."

"The Colonel is amazing."

"The Colonel is amazing."

"Sir, what should we do now? Since the last unlucky guy was blown dizzy by the wind and came down from the sky three months later, the base stipulates that the maximum time for each rescue mission is no more than one month, and we must return after one month."

Zuo: "Otherwise, we can pretend that we are still flying in the sky. Because of the wind and snow, we haven't landed yet. Then we don't have to return today."

"That's a good idea, but we have already reported the data to the base when we landed. The base's intelligent computer will not listen to us and will definitely not change the data."

Zuo scratched his head, "It's really difficult. With only fifteen people and less than five tons of supplies, we can't get any extra rewards. My little Fuka still needs milk, new clothes, and toys, and as a big brother, I didn't earn many points this time."

"Sir, according to what you said, I have three sons and five nephews, and I am the only one in my family who is a pilot. I earn more. The others are assigned jobs by the base and earn very few points. Should I cry?"

Zuo: "Fuck you, the base is a distribution system, and we can't starve."

"Sir, are you feeling better now?"

Zuo frowned: "Thank you for your funny advice. Now let's solve the big problem that I can't earn extra rewards this time, and you will be poor as well."

"Thank you, sir. Although my son and nephew are no longer breastfeeding, after listening to your words, I also think that they need some new clothes and a toy or something."

Zuo: "I think you are blackmailing me. I understand. If the points you get this time are enough, I will give you some from my own pocket, excluding what you deserve. If this is all the supplies this time, I will also give you some of the extra rewards I got last time, okay?"

There were cheers everywhere: "Thank you, sir."

Zuo: "Okay, okay, now do as I said, make another effort, go talk to those fifteen people, ask them what other shelters are around, how many people are inside, how much supplies they have? According to the base regulations, we can't force the survivors to get on the plane, we can only take away the supplies that belong to them according to the number of people. But we all know that people are more valuable, and the extra reward comes from this."

New voice: "Sir, Staff Sergeant Levi has something to say."

Zuo: "Tell me, what good suggestions do you have?"

Levi: "I have a small workshop at home. Before I went on this mission, I finally got permission to open it. I brought you some food, which came from this small workshop."

Zuo: "I seem to hear your intention."

Levi grinned: "Give these fifteen people to my small workshop, and I will pay thirty points for each person, how about it?"

Zuo: "The base stipulates that the minimum wage for workers is one point per day. You only give thirty, which is a worker's monthly salary. Compared with their monthly production value, it is a bit low, but you are my person, so I agree as long as everyone agrees."

"Levi, we can agree, but the survivors will not be assigned to us after they enter the base. How do you solve the problem of them entering your workshop smoothly?"

Levi: "This is easy. When you talk to the fifteen people later, tell them to remember one sentence and only say it after entering the base. We are going to work in the Levi workshop of the Hanba royal family. We will only go here and not anywhere else. The respected base commander has stipulated that the survivors are free. If they want to go, no one can stop them."

Zuo: "You're such a cunning fellow, but I have no objection, what about you?"

"Okay, since we are all family."

"Okay, can you give me the points now?"

Zuo stopped him and said, "Come on, wait until these fifteen people enter the workshop, then it won't be too late to ask Levi for it."

Levi: "Thank you, sir."

Zuo: "Is there anyone else who wants to talk? If not, go talk to the fifteen people. The main point is to get them to tell you the shelters they know. The second priority is to enter the Levi's workshop."

Levi: "Copy that sir."

Zuo: "Go ahead, brothers."

The camera followed them into the plane and changed. The silvery-white environment should be in the cabin, and a man in tattered clothes pounced on them fiercely.

Zuo caught him: "The others continue chatting, this one is quite skilled, leave it to me."

"Good luck, sir."

Zuo: "That's a bad thing to say. I don't have any luck this time."

The two men fought back and forth, and Zuo muttered again: "My luck seems to have returned. This guy is well-trained and looks like an officer. Moreover, he is a survivor who is hungry and has frostbite. I am an excellent officer."

As he spoke, he punched the other person, knocked him to the ground, and pressed his body on him. The two men glared at each other fiercely.

Zuo: "Speak, what comes out of my communicator is the international language. Your skills can only make you an officer, or an agent, so you can understand it. Officer, please state your name and rank."

The man glared at him fiercely, secretly gathering strength, and suddenly burst out: "The warriors of the Yellow Flower Kingdom will never admit defeat!"

His teeth were clenched and he used all his strength.

It’s just a pity that the difference in strength between not eating enough and eating richly every day is too big. Zuo’s body shook and he was almost lifted up.

Zuo pushed the warrior of the Yellow Grass Kingdom down again, making him breathe again. Zuo thought: "People from the Yellow Grass Kingdom have come to Mendu Kingdom? Oh, this is near the border. Hey, dogs from the Yellow Grass Kingdom and the Bull Kingdom?"

"Fuck you, you're the dog."

Zuo: "Enough of the nonsense! My name is Zuo, the royal pilot of the Hanba royal family. I follow Major General Rod Svia Martin, the ninth heir to the Hanba royal family. What about you? Are you willing to speak?"

"roll!"

Zuo: "Then let me say this. If you have listened to the live broadcast recently, you will know that the Hanba Royal Family is part of the base of the Endless Life Investment Company. Therefore, I was ordered to rescue survivors all over the world. The reason why I saved you is that someone called our company's hotline. He was 3.2 kilometers away from your shelter. Our life capture software captured you easily. After picking him up, we took you on the plane. You just enjoyed medical services. Now you look very embarrassed and the gauze is rubbed. This is not my fault. We have served you before, and we will serve you again later. This is my brief introduction. Please introduce yourself?"

A woman came over and exclaimed, "Major, I just bandaged him with medicine and gauze, and you beat him right after that. This is a waste of medicine."

Zuo: "He was the one who attacked. I was defending myself."

"Then can you let him go? The calories provided by the nutrient injection are not high, and he won't have much energy to continue attacking you."

Zuo: "Okay, sure."

He jumped up and stood in front of the female doctor.

The man on the ground also jumped up, pulled out his fist with anger, and then plunged headfirst into the ground.

Female doctor: "Look, he doesn't have much strength to hurt you, but when you pressed him down, you might have hurt him again."

Zuo raised his arms upwards, using this action to continue to express his innocence: "Okay, this is all my fault, but you have to admit that his explosive strength is quite fierce. I exerted force in the opposite direction, and he is like this."

Female doctor: "He is higher in rank than you, but I believe everything you say."

He pulled out an ID from his pocket and said, "I found it in his clothes. It's Colonel Jinlu, the agent of the Yellow Flower Grass. Be careful if you fight him again. He is an agent. He may have hidden tricks."

Zuo retracted his arm, put his hands on his hips, and said seriously: "I suggest giving him less food. I'm afraid he will hijack the plane if he recovers his strength."

The female doctor smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Major. The safety of the plane is your responsibility. Making the survivors get better quickly is the job of the medical staff. You can't interfere with us, and we can't interfere with you."

Zuo: "You are so disrespectful. Let me think about it. I seem to have forgotten something. By the way, Levi, come and take a look. There is an agent here. Do you still need your workshop?"

Levi trotted over, took the certificate with excitement and looked at it for a few times, and his voice began to rise: "An official! He can be a management talent, and he will be competent after he goes there. Sir, I will give you 100 points for this, please agree?"

Female doctor: "Hey, it's not your job to assign the survivors to work in the base. They are free and have human rights! How can you buy and sell people like this?"

Zuo: "Doctor, let's share the points with you."

The female doctor smiled and said, "Thank you. Please feel free to do as you please."

She bent down to check the injured person's injuries, re-bandaged him, and turned and left.

Levi stayed with a cup of hot milk and started a conversation enthusiastically: "Hello, I'm Sergeant Levi. My family has a bakery, and my mother is also good at making some cakes. You will like this job. I guarantee you will have fresh bread and cakes every day. You will always have a job after entering the base. Working for my family will give you more freedom. You can go shopping after work. If you want, my mother will help you find a wife. By the way! Do you have a wife? Do you have family members or relatives? Do you have any friends? Do they need us to rescue them? Drink this. This is milk. I specially heated it for you before bringing it to you. Hot milk is good for your current health. If your wife, family, and friends come to work together, don't worry. My workshop can accommodate them, and I guarantee they will have hot milk to drink."

When Zuo heard the word "wife", he raised his eyebrows at Levi and gave him an appreciative smile.

Levi became more excited: "You have family, family, relatives, friends, family, relatives, friends. This is a difficult word to say, but I speak it most fluently on the whole plane. Do you understand? We have jobs for you, you are free, and you will be a family in the future."

Zuo shrugged and walked away, looking for other people to ask about the situation nearby.

After a long time, Jinlu asked with a mocking smile: "There is work and food?"

Levi: “Of course.”

Jinlu: "I know there is a group of disabled soldiers somewhere. Do you want them? Two or three of them together may be able to complete a job, but each of them needs food."

Levi was so happy: "Sir, come quickly, he is willing to talk, there are a group of disabled soldiers, a group."

He ran back at the speed of Zuo Feng, saying, "I knew my luck was back."

He spoke very quickly: "As long as there are human rights, freedom, jobs, food and shelter, I want anyone. Where is the place you are talking about and how many people are there?"

Jinlu still laughed mockingly, "There is a hidden air-raid shelter under the plain more than a thousand miles away from here. I carried more than 3,000 people in at the beginning of the snowstorm. The snowstorm trapped even those with hands and feet in the snow, and they finally came to your plane. They are still waiting for me to find food to bring back, so they must still be there. If you are fast enough, you can find more survivors."

Zuo ran away, saying as he ran: "Crews in place, robots out to protect the medical staff, prepare to retract the fixed ropes, and the plane will taxi over."

Levi laughed, "You don't need all the crew to be in place, I'll just stay here with him for a while."

Zuo: "It's up to you. I'll fly the plane, and two other people will control the fixed cables."

"Boom, boom"

Two teams of robots came out and spread out around.

Levi met Jinlu's puzzled look and explained, "When dealing with survivors, it's best to use humans. If you use robots right away, it will only scare you and cause adverse stress reactions."

Jin Lu was silent for a moment, then stopped mocking him and asked tentatively, "Will you give food to all the survivors?"

Levi: “Of course!”

After that, he kept chattering until the plane stopped: ". Repeat after me. We are only willing to work in the Levi workshop of the Hanba Kingdom. We are free and have the right to decide our own work. After more than 3,000 people take over, you teach them to say this sentence. For every additional person who enters my workshop, I will give you ten points. Don't think it's too little. You also said that they are all disabled people. Three thousand people are more than 30,000 points, enough for you to support ten or eight wives and children in the base. Why does my workshop want them? I can only ask you to remember that you must not go to Wolf Company. He is a big profiteer. At the beginning, he wanted everyone, including the disabled and the elderly. This is why other countries and other companies have no employees available and can only watch Wolf Company start work."

There was no more mocking expression on Jinlu's face. Instead, he listened very seriously.

Have a nice weekend, see you tomorrow