A mob of clones

Chapter 64: Operation after the break and the lighthouse

"Hey, brother, we meet again~"

"Holy crap, where did you come from?"

Seeing Wu He suddenly sitting in the car, the young man Mo Cheng was startled and almost drew his gun.After he saw Wu He's appearance clearly, he relaxed.

This Mo Cheng was also a familiar person. After reacting, he directly stretched out his hand to Wu He and said:

"Brother, my name is Mo Cheng. Thank you for your help earlier."

In response, Wu He nodded and said:

"It's nothing. There are not many humans surviving now. If we can't help each other, refuse to save each other or even fight each other, then humans will really become extinct."

Of course, Wu He did not forget to introduce himself after that.

"Hello, my name is Wu He..."

As he spoke, Wu He spotted the red sphere flying from the side out of the corner of his eye. It was a roaring cannonball. It would be terrible if he was hit by this thing.

But before Wu He could take out the scalpel from his pocket, Wu He's strongest point was that he detonated the "bolide" in the sky first.Then a cold voice came from the rear of the truck, making the two people in the driver's and passenger's seats sit upright.

"You two, can you choose a time to talk?"

"Understand it well!"

Shutting his mouth, Mo Cheng held the steering wheel with both hands and looked at the road carefully, acting like an employee who was caught fishing for money by his boss. It was too real.

But Mo Cheng is not someone who can live idle. When he is bored, even the Devouring Beast can chat a few words. How boring it is for him to just sit there, even if he can't help but continue chatting.But as soon as he opened his mouth, a pole-devouring beast suddenly appeared in front of him. He was so startled that he quickly turned the steering wheel.

The car flipped and jolted, causing Oh Cao to close his mouth. As a result, his upper and lower teeth directly collided together, making a numbing sound of stones hitting each other.

If it weren't for the disapproving look on this guy's face, Wu He would have doubted whether this guy would have lost a few teeth because of this.

“Watch the road carefully!!”

"Yes yes yes yes—"

Although nothing serious happened during the operation just now, it did make Mo Cheng a little more honest. He was staring directly at the road ahead, not daring to be careless.

In this regard, Wu He looked at the pole-devouring beast chasing behind him, threw the spiritual breath seed in his hand, and then flipped directly to the back of the car.There's no way you can get a free ride.

However, after arriving here, Wu He looked around, looked again and then touched his head, feeling that he didn't need to take action.

There are two more people in the car now, two beauties Wu He knows - Feixue and Ran Bing.

These two guys, one with a sniper and the other with a Gatling, shot down the beasts behind them, which were howling and screaming. The beasts on both sides were also cleaned up by Mark, and Wu He seemed to have nothing to do.

But just as Wu He was looking around, the silver-haired Ran Bing turned his head, looked at Wu He, whose hair and eye color were similar to his, and greeted him very enthusiastically:

"Hello, survivors on the ground, I am Ran Bing, the adjutant of the Lighthouse Hunters team."

Wu He was stunned by this, but he also imitated the other party's language structure and said:

"Hello, Lieutenant of the Hunter Team, I am Wu He, a ground survivor in the Central Plains Sanctuary of China."

After saying that, Wu He was also slightly startled, and then the two people who looked at each other couldn't help but smile at each other. Although they didn't know each other before, it was obviously just the first time they met, and it felt like meeting an old friend in a foreign country.

Of course, it may also be the familiarity caused by the similar appearance. After all, whether it was 60 years ago or today in Beacon, there were actually not many people with silver hair and heterochromatic eyes.

But soon, a cough next to them interrupted the atmosphere between the two, and then a deafening gunshot suddenly rang out. A breeze brushed their hair, and then they saw a jumping person. It was the Devouring Beast that flew back directly.

Turning their heads, the two of them saw a black metal back of the head.

"Ahem~ Don't be too careless, pay attention to your surroundings~"

Hearing Captain Mark's reminder, Ran Bing stuck out his tongue, then gave Wu He an apologetic look, then picked up the gun again and continued his work.

Seeing this, Wu He also smiled.After scanning the surrounding environment, he also took out a scalpel and shot down the Devouring Beasts on the surrounding tall buildings, thus contributing his own part to this post-break operation.

……

Soon, after Wu He and the others cut off their rear, the Hunter convoy headed for the camp. After receiving the news, Wu He and the others quickly got rid of the pursuing pole-eating beasts from behind.After a while, a few people arrived at the temporary camp set up by the hunters under the lighthouse.

When they returned to the camp, the materials that had been moved in a hurry had almost been reclassified and loaded. They were just waiting for Mark and the others to return from the break, and then they could return to the lighthouse.

As soon as Mark and the others entered the camp, a group of them were armed to the teeth without showing any skin. They seemed to have a few hunters who were the supporting players, so they came directly to greet them. At the same time, they arranged for military doctors to check the physical conditions of Mark and Ran Bing.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with Wu He here.

After all, in this apocalyptic world, all resources are precious, and medicines are among the most precious among precious materials.This precious commodity is almost never in abundance.

The current hunter team is still unable to determine Wu He's true situation, nor is it clear about his attitude towards the lighthouse. How could such a precious resource be wasted on him?

Wu He didn't care about this, after all, he was not injured in the previous battle.So after saying hello to Mark and others, he walked casually with the certificate given by Mark and observed the situation in the camp.

Mark has already passed the news to the lighthouse. After all, although the temporary camp is still safe for the time being, no pole-devouring beast has appeared here yet, but it is expected to be soon.However, it will take time to safely lower the lighthouse and put down the elevator, so after the loading is completed, not many people in the camp are really free.

Taking advantage of this time when we were finally safe, many people were helping with first aid and bandaging.

Of course, this kind of treatment can only be enjoyed by injured Shangmin and wilderness hunters. As for ordinary people...

When ordinary people are injured, they are injured. They can just lick their wounds. If they die, they will die. A group of tool people, who cares whether they live or die...

The divisions in class and status are completely visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this situation, Wu He couldn't help but frown slightly. This was something he already knew, but after experiencing it personally, Wu He really couldn't get used to it.

If Wu He was often exposed to class differences, it would be enough to experience related experiences for a long time like Wu He and Wu He.

But in his previous life, Wu He lived in a country with the least obvious class differentiation. In the first two decades of this life, the society has basically achieved a well-off society for all. Except for the big bosses who are basically out of reach, except for those short videos, Wu He is in reality. Basically, I have never really felt the so-called class.

At most, I would call the editor "Dada" on QQ, or be called "Dad" by my roommate in the university dormitory...

But now all this is displayed nakedly in front of Wu He like the law of the jungle. How can Wu He get used to this.

Wu He stood there in a daze, and after thinking for a moment, he had no intention of wandering around.Although it was meaningless, Wu He felt that he needed to do something.

Afterwards, Wu He silently walked up to a few civilians who had some wounds on their bodies. Although they were bruised and bruised, they were not fatal and could recover within a few months. He began to help them clean their wounds and perform simple bandages.

Wu He did not go to save those mortals who were dying.Because he knew it didn't make any sense...

Even if Wu He saved those people, it would be meaningless without subsequent adjustments, and these were just a group of ordinary people. Wu He didn’t need to be sure that Lighthouse would never use precious medicines and nutrient solutions on these people. For the time being, Wu He also has no ability to change the lighthouse, so even if he takes action, it will only prolong their pain...

Rather than giving hope to those people and letting them fall into the abyss, it is better to save those who will not die from their injuries, but may die from wound infection...

Wu He didn't have enough water or medical alcohol here, but he could barely clean the wounds by controlling the weak pulses.

Wu He also brought some gauze. This thing doesn't take up space. One roll can be used for a long time as long as it is not used for making rice dumplings...

Until the elevator came down, Mark came here to look for Wu He. Wu He had already treated nineteen dust workers.

Putting away the little gauze left in his hand, Wu He looked at the arriving Mark and raised his head in confusion. His doubtful eyes seemed to have already asked the question without opening his mouth.

In response, Mark stretched out his hand and said:

"Hello, survivors on the ground, I am Mark, the leader of the lighthouse hunter team. On behalf of the more than 1 surviving humans on and off the lighthouse, I invite you to join the last lighthouse of mankind, help each other, and contribute to the survival of mankind. The power, I wonder if you are willing."

Looking at Mark's serious but obviously unskilled look, Wu He was also slightly stunned.

This should be an invitation ceremony for new survivors from the lighthouse, but it was probably the first time Mark used it, so he was a little unskilled.

But think about it, no ground survivors have been found for at least 20 years. More than 20 years ago, Mark was probably still wearing crotchless pants, so he was really good at it...

The reason Wu He was in a daze was because he basically classified himself into the lighthouse camp after supporting the monks in the hunter team. This so-called invitation ceremony was actually a bit beyond Wu He's expectations. After all, this thing was not in the original work. …

However, although the circle was indeed a circle, Wu He's reaction was very fast. He quickly nodded and said:

"Hello, Captain Mark, I am Wu He, a former urban citizen of the Central Plains of China and a survivor on the ground. I am willing to join the Lighthouse and contribute my strength to the survival of humanity..."

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(End of this chapter)