In the wasteland world where the quality of life is collapsed, it is enough to comfort people's hearts. Although most of Zhou Qingfeng's oranges have been divided, it is also a pleasure to watch the originally dead atmosphere of his companions revived.

"Okay, everyone, I think we need to consider the next step." Zhou Qingfeng summoned the backbone around him into the mobile command car. Everyone was eating oranges while holding a small meeting, "Catrina, can you tell me how many people I rescued from the subway?"

"A total of 674 people. However, more than 100 of them left, and they said they had to go and look for their families. Most of the remaining people were weak and had low morale. It is not ruled out that they were deeply desperate about the current situation."

After having a place to settle down, Katerina was responsible for resettling those rescued, but the situation was not optimistic. The butcher also said from the side: "There are too many people, and they must provide for themselves. We cannot carry this burden."

The cruel world of wasteland cannot raise a pile of waste. Zhou Qingfeng nodded and said, "Organize a plundering team to send them guns and ammunition, even if they die halfway."

"Now Manhattan is full of all kinds of vicious thugs. If they let them collect supplies themselves, they are afraid that half of them will not survive." Katerina was very unhappy about this.

Zhou Qingfeng looked at Katerina, then looked at the butcher and Minsk, and said, "Then give the plundering team an adaptation and recovery period, and arrange for people to lead them. We can only fight and kill four of us, who will lead the plundering team to be responsible for plundering?"

Katerina wanted to take the initiative to take over this matter, but just as she raised her hand, Zhou Qingfeng rejected it: "You can't do it, you have to go with me to occupy the General Police Bureau. I'm very interested in your idea of ​​passing from the underground."

Now we can only choose one between the Butcher and Minsk. Minsk doesn't even like to talk, so it is definitely not suitable to lead the team. A veteran like the Butcher is a pretty good candidate.

When everyone's eyes were on him, the butcher agreed very poorly. However, he spoke carelessly and said, "I want a bag of oranges. I never thought oranges would be so delicious. It really felt like a gift from God."

Zhou Qingfeng rolled his eyes and said to him.

The butcher led the team to grab resources, while Zhou Qingfeng and Katerina and Minsk were thinking about how to enter the police station. "There is no way to enter the ground, and the surrounding buildings are all snipers. The level of these snipers is not very good, but the number of people is helpless."

The computers of the arm ring project the architectural pattern around the police headquarters. The dense buildings have become death traps, and anyone entering will become the target of public criticism.

Zhou Qingfeng waved his hand gently and adjusted the projection screen to the underground pipeline network. "According to the information I collected, there is a large air raid shelter underground of the General Police Bureau. This was built in the 1960s. It was originally built to deal with the Soviet nuclear strike. It is very solid and solid.

However, this air raid shelter is a military facility, and the specific details cannot be obtained from public information. I only know where there is a large underground space. Around this air raid shelter, there are a large number of underground pipelines crisscrossing.

For example, sewers, gas pipelines, and subways. These messy things are so complicated that I can't figure out how to choose the right route among these pipelines. I don't want to break up a pipeline and find that it's gas-free, and then everyone will be done together."

"I can." Minsk, who had been silent, took the initiative to take over this matter, "Your computer must be borrowed from me."

Zhou Qingfeng immediately took off his arm-ring computer, handed it to Minsk, and asked, "How many days do you need to figure out the route?"

"A day is enough. I am a combat engineer and I am born to do this." Minsk was immersed in the planning of a large number of complex routes after he said that.

"We need some construction equipment next." Zhou Qingfeng looked at Katerina again, "You have to go to a nearby fire station with me, where there are many good things waiting for us to get."

Drilling rigs, ropes, oxygen cylinders... New York fire brigade has various emergency tools. Zhou Qingfeng used a lot of them in the subway rescue. This time he planned to get more things. For example, a high-pressure cutting water gun can easily cut steel plates and cement walls, which is more convenient than using explosives. As for other hydraulic shears, hydraulic expansion, hydraulic top support, and dismantling equipment are even more important.

"By the way, I need to borrow the 'Pacer' to use Tony Parker." Zhou Qingfeng became ill-intentioned again.

The Pacer is also a battlefield motor vehicle studied by the US military. It does not have the high intelligence of "dog meat", but it has a high load. It can carry half a ton of supplies and follow the class combat team in a complex battlefield environment.

The Pacer can even be equipped with heavy armor, machine guns or even light artillery, and launch assaults on the battlefield at a speed of 30 kilometers per hour. To be honest, for small-scale combat that requires maneuverability, "dog meat" has a more advantage, but if large-scale combat is fought, the Pacer will be significantly stronger.

"We will bring a lot of equipment into the underground. We can't carry these equipment ourselves. The "Pacer" just solves our problems." Zhou Qingfeng thought that if he could, he would give Tony Parker a loan or a return, which would be great.

Mr. Lucky is still lying on the bed. He is not taking care of medical staff in the hospital. He depends on himself to fight any illness. In less than three or five days, he may not be able to recover. So whether Tony Parker is happy or not, the "Pacer" was borrowed by Zhou Qingfeng.

After the plan was confirmed, everyone started working. Katerina followed Zhou Qingfeng to the fire station. Both of them were fully armed and covered each other through the streets.

"Victor, you have changed a lot." On the way, Katerina took the initiative to chat with Zhou Qingfeng.

The streets of Manhattan are already covered with waste that blocks the streets, and you can see one or two lit vehicles from time to time. American rioters like to do this kind of arson. They always like to ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite ignite varied things they want to burn.

Zhou Qingfeng squatted behind a car, glanced at the street in front of him vigilantly, and said, "I accidentally took a drug called NTZ-49, which changed me." He pushed all his specific changes to the drug.

"NTZ-49?" Katerina listened quietly to Zhou Qingfeng's adventure in the Lower City Hospital. When she learned that this magical drug had two extremes, she couldn't help but frown, "If Dr. Kelvin failed to prepare new drug stock for you within a month, would you become an idiot?"
Chapter completed!