death of hope

Chapter 68 "Flying Windfall" (68) preparation

Fat Donnie put the loaded automatic pistol in his belt, put his eyes in the middle of the door, and gently opened the cat's eye cover with one hand. The corridor was pitch black, and it was impossible to see who was standing outside the door.

"Who?"

"Boom!"

There was another violent knock on the door.

"It's us! Open the door! There are a lot of things in your hand!"

"They're back."

Downey happily turned the lock on the door, and two men in full armor walked in, their bodies covered in ashes and dust.

They wear full-face bulletproof helmets, multi-functional tactical windbreakers, carbon fiber military boots, revolvers on their armed belts, fully automatic assault rifles on their backs, and bulging supermarket shopping bags in their hands.

"Hey, this old-fashioned helmet... doesn't even have a vent hole, it's suffocating me! I need to catch my breath quickly."

"Tsk tsk, young man, you are too delicate."

Old Jon scolded:

"I think back then, during the Battle of Beta Star Taurus, our company's soldiers wore heavy armor weighing 100KG and fought a continuous defensive battle for a week. They never took it off when eating or sleeping, and never heard anyone complain."

"A hero doesn't mention his bravery back then, old man."

Someone came to take off his helmet, revealing the sweaty face of the bartender Ferguson, who was obviously suffocated by the old-fashioned helmet, and the other person was a colleague of the black cat——

The masked vigilantes code-named "Dragonfly Man" lowered their heads and untied the plastic pockets, which were full of packaged food and drinks.

Seeing the food, Downey's eyes lit up: "Great, let me see what treasures are there."

Dragonfly Man wiped his sweat with his sleeve, and said, "You didn't see it, the scene just now was even crazier than the Black Friday shopping festival."

"It's like a big sale every year, isn't it?"

"This wave of big promotions is not ordinary. It's not [-]% off, nor [-]% off, but zero yuan purchases that don't cost money. Think about it, there can be fewer people."

Black Cat was very worried about the safety of his old friend, so he hugged Dragonfly and joked:

"The superhero goes to the supermarket to grab something. If the boss hears about it, he will definitely kick your ass hard."

"It's no wonder for us. When the gun was fired, all the supermarket employees ran away. Who can I ask to pay the bill?" Dragonfly Man shrugged and made a helpless gesture.

Ferguson fully agrees:
"The gate of the supermarket was smashed by mobs long ago, and the goods are left there and no one cares about them. Even if we don't take them, sooner or later they will be taken away by others.

Your hairy ape boss is a decent guy, but he's not a fool to starve his men for the sake of face. "

Donnie flipped through the shopping bag, looking rather disappointed:
"That's it? Since it's a zero yuan purchase, why don't you get something good?"

"It's good to eat something, and pick and choose! You fat house!"

"Is there no alcohol or tobacco? A small cake is also fine."

"The shelves of cigarettes, desserts and drinks have been emptied long ago, and the two of us can only pick up what is left."

"Here, I took some things for the picnic, self-heating military ration box lunch and chocolate sandwich bread, and he went to get some carbonated drinks and distilled water, that's all."

"Yes, and this."

Ferguson threw out an oily pork knuckle and ham sausage, and Downey caught it firmly:

"Thank you, buddy, you still know me best."

Water and electricity were cut off for a whole day, and they didn’t dare to go out. Everyone was thirsty and hungry. They tore open the packaging bags of self-heating lunch boxes and started heating them. They unscrewed the distilled water bottle and gulped down.

"Eat and drink fast, ready to transfer at any time."

Dragonfly opened the blinds and looked at the flames outside the window with embarrassment:
"The black cat should have said that we were betrayed by traitors. It is only a matter of time before we are discovered. It is not easy to attract attention if we run away separately."

"No, we can't disperse for the time being." Old Jon took a few bites of stuffed bread, drank saliva, wiped his mouth and said:
"The primary goal is to escort Roy and Anna to Starport,

Let's go out together later, a large number of people will have a deterrent effect, and it will not be easy to be missed by mob gangs.

Let's drive two cars and take the main road as much as possible. When we arrive at Starport, with the protection of the Federation Navy of Terra, everyone will be safe. "

"After all, the old man has rich experience."

Black Cat and Dragonfly Man looked at each other and nodded, "Let's do it this way."

Seeing that everyone was willing to take risks to help her without any complaints, Anna was moved to tears;

"I'm a little... reluctant to leave, I don't want everyone..."

"What are you talking about, you silly girl, don't cry."

Ferguson handed over a tissue: "Listen, you have to get out of this damn place, and look for a new life with hope."

"Yes, hope," said Old Jon:
"Man, the most important thing is hope,
Think about it, Roy,
Why do you not feel tired after working in the factory and suffering after picking up that money? It is because you have hope. "

Roy pursed his lips and didn't say anything. The thought of everyone taking risks for himself made him feel bad.

Now, even he himself is a little vacillating. Would it be too selfish to leave everyone behind and immigrate to an alien planet?

"There is a situation! Two drones have descended and are approaching this building!" Dragonfly Man with an electronic telescope warned loudly.

"Keep an eye on them, there may be corporate fighters manipulating them."

The black cat installed an anti-drone laser launcher under the Cardini rail of the electromagnetic sniper rifle, and connected the power cord to the fuel cell socket of the backpack.

"Okay, it's coming towards us,

Two drones are scanning floor by floor from top to bottom, trying to confirm our location. "

"Darling, lend me your back. I need a gun. It's too heavy."

The black cat opened the window and told Downey to lie on the window sill. She opened the sniper rifle bracket and placed it on Downey's soft and generous back.

Ferguson was so happy that he couldn't stand up straight: "Hey, fat man, you can do this in the future. It's a human gun stand, which is much more stable than a metal stand, and it doesn't wobble at all."

"Shut up right now, you idiot!" Donnie scolded with a smile.

"Don't talk, I'm calibrating." The black cat stared at the scope and adjusted the knob on it: "Dragonfly, tell me the data."

"Altitude 226, wind direction southwest, wind force 3."

Old Jon couldn't bear it anymore, and reminded: "Hey! What are you two doing, anti-drone laser weapons don't need to look at the wind direction, if the target is within a mile, just aim and hit directly."

"Oops! How confused... I actually forgot..." The black cat blushed, but luckily there was a mask covering its skin.

"Hahaha!" Downey, who was lying on the window sill as a gun rack, laughed, "The old man is still a professional. You two are too amateurs. You are also a superhero. It is really embarrassing."

"Do not laugh!"

The black cat gave Downey an elbow: "Tell you not to move!"

After holding his breath, his slender fingers slowly pulled the trigger of the laser pendant, and a laser beam shot out quickly.

"Hit!"

Dragonfly Man holding an electronic telescope shouted happily:

"Quick! Another drone is about to scan our floor...

pretty!Two hits and two hits, they all lost control and crashed, I really hope I can smash these bastards to death! "

"Don't be too happy." Old Jon put on his beloved red beret:
"Now is not the time to celebrate. The two drones are missing. The other party will definitely send ground troops. We have to leave quickly."

"Take your equipment and go downstairs!"

The black cat rushed into the dark corridor first.

(End of this chapter)