Chapter 1,353 Blood Ax Mercenary Group

It was already the afternoon when Jiang Chen let go of the exhausted police officer.

During this period, Kerwin and Ayesha called him respectively. Among them, Kerwin called to tell him that three hundred scientific researchers had successfully landed on the Mars colony and were entering the ruins under the 071 mine under Hong Zewei's arrangement.

As for the call from Ayesha, it was related to the situation in Colombia.

According to Jimenez, the FARC guerrillas and the Moro Volunteer Army have successfully captured Bogota, the capital of Colombia. The defeated government forces and Colombian civilians have fully withdrawn from Cundinamarca Province and retreated towards the Medellin area. .

Facing the increasingly powerful FARC forces, the Gulf Coast will be the last destination for government forces, where the remaining NATO coalition forces are stationed. Under the cover of the Ford aircraft carrier battle group, they may still be able to struggle until the end of the year.

But Jimenez is quite optimistic.

After taking control of the Colombian arms factory in Cundinamarca province, the FARC has been able to produce its own small arms and ammunition. In conjunction with the T72 tanks imported from Russia, FARC has now even assembled an armored brigade.

However, the deterrence significance of this armored brigade is probably greater than the actual combat significance. After all, the T-72 can only scare the government troops who are also poorly equipped. It is a joke to NATO's M1A2. Moreover, Colombia is mountainous and forested, and the armored forces' tactical space is also quite limited.

But in any case, FARC has gained the absolute upper hand.

After occupying the city of Bogota, Jimenez immediately announced that he would become the new president of Colombia. While promulgating the new constitution, he successively appointed dozens of close associates and established the leadership team of the new Colombia.

Immediately afterwards, Jimenez, who was sure of victory, even sent his own minister of energy to the new country and began negotiations with Starlink Trading on global power grid projects. As originally agreed, Xinghuan Trading will register a power company in Colombia jointly controlled by Xinghuan Trading and the Jimenez government, and carry out a power grid construction plan in the name of this power company.

After landing in Ecuador, the trans-Pacific cable finally took a difficult step forward, extending its tentacles from the coast of South America to Colombia. Soon countries such as Venezuela and Brazil will also join the global power grid project.

In the future, the remaining South American countries that firmly stand in the American camp will also bow to GDP and energy costs in the electrification wave of South America set off by the global power grid, and become a member of the Earth Defense Alliance...

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apocalypse.

West Coast of North America, California, in front of an abandoned supermarket.

The parking lot was filled with the remains of abandoned cars, and the surface of the building was riddled with bullet holes. The name of Wal-Mart could be vaguely seen on the sign hanging on the roof, but it was missing many letters.

As the largest supermarket in the United States, Walmart has enough shelves to meet the needs of the entire United States. However, these shelves are now covered with thick dust, which cannot even satisfy a hungry mutant rat.

boom--!

Dark red blood splashed on the wall. The thin-faced man threw the rifle behind him, rushed forward, and pulled the mutated rat, which was as high as his thigh and whose head was shot, out from under the shelf. shouted excitedly.

"Look what I caught? A poor rat."

However, he was not happy for long as a gun was quickly placed on his head.

"Give it to me." Holding the pistol, the black man said in a threatening tone.

"I discovered it first..." Although the gun was pointed at his head, the man showed no fear at all. Instead, he showed the grenade hidden in his hand and his almost crazy smile, "I want to try it. Try it?"

Although a mutated rat has lost a little weight, there is still no problem if it is thrown into an organic conversion furnace and squeezed out ten tubes of nutritional mixture. The situation in North America is different from that in Pan-Asian China. There are no dull zombies here, instead there are powerful and cunning mutant creatures.

It's not easy to get a nutritional mixture, and breaking one's head for a dead mouse is nothing new, even if they belong to the same force. Just when the two were in a stalemate over a mouse, the Blood Ax Mercenary Group welcomed a distinguished guest in the parking lot outside the supermarket.

Two trucks stopped in the center of the parking lot. A dozen soldiers wearing exoskeletons jumped out of the trucks. A group of ragged mercenaries came up to them. They looked at the polished soldiers in front of them with envy and vigilance. gear, and those cardboard boxes on the truck.

"Ten boxes of canned lunch meat, ten bags of rice, and ten boxes of instant noodles..."

Standing opposite Zhou Guoping, looking at the list of supplies in his hand, Blood Ax's bottle-cap-thick thumb trembled a little.

How long has it been.

It was such a nostalgic feeling that he almost forgot about it...

He cut open a box of aluminum cans with a dagger. Blood Ax licked the oily tip of the knife and his eyes widened. In the envious eyes of all the younger brothers, he smacked his lips, swallowed, and said in a hoarse voice.

"It's pork."

The ragged mercenaries suddenly became commotion, their eyes flashed with excitement and envy, and they swallowed hard.

Looking at the bloody axe, whose eyes were as wide as bells, and the commotion of the mercenaries, Zhou Guoping curled his lips inwardly.

It was only a few boxes of canned food and instant noodles, and I was so excited.

If this took them to the Sixth District, they might be frightened into a psychosis.

"What do you want?" He put away the dagger and licked his chapped lips. He glanced at Zhou Guoping and the exoskeletons of the soldiers behind him. "I don't believe you crossed the entire Pacific just to Came here to do charity.”

"Do you know where we come from?" Zhou Guoping glanced at him in surprise.

"No one knows where you are from," Blood Ax pointed at the NAC logo on the truck next to him and grinned, "NAC in Pan-Asian China, the hope of the wasteland people, 'fellows' in Chinatown, no Yellow rich man who collects bottle caps, let me think about what other titles you have... That seems to be it, my memory is not very good."

The wasteland of the entire west coast is dotted with large and small survivor settlements, among which the National Guard, the militia organization 'One Minute Men', the cannibal tribe 'Blood Tribe', and the mutant tribe 'Destruction' are the main ones. Blood Ax and his Blood Ax mercenary group can only be said to be above average among the many survivor forces.

The local animal husbandry is very advanced, and the survivors mainly use sub-crystals and exotic skins to barter, and also use a Coke bottle cap with a special code printed on it as currency. Bottle caps are hard currency throughout North America, even in the semi-enclosed sanctuaries of backward mutant tribes.

If there is any exception, it is probably the NAC outpost on the West Coast. These yellow people from Pan-Asian China do not accept bottle caps, but they are very interested in high-tech products, especially spacecrafts, and are keen to pay their bills with expensive cans and instant noodles.

Many people have made a lot of money by doing business with these yellow people, making people on the entire West Coast envious.

Blood Ax is also one of them, but he can't find a way to get on the line with these rich yellow people. He can only watch the caravans entering and leaving the fortress on the west coast to see if there are any weak caravans and find the right one. Go up and plunder when you get the chance.

Unfortunately, none of the forces that can do business with NAC are weak.

"Our outpost on the west coast has existed for some time." Looking at the bloody ax standing in front of him, Zhou Guoping continued, "While trading with you, we have also been inspecting the investment environment here..."

"Investment environment?" Xue Ax looked at Zhou Guoping dumbfounded and asked incomprehensively.

"...In short, our boss decided to send a governor to the outpost on the west coast to establish a NAC colony here and sow the seeds of civilization into this ruins."

"And you are the...Governor?"

"Exactly." Zhou Guoping nodded.

"Let's be honest, what do you need me to do?" Not understanding all the twists and turns, Xue Ax said simply, "Kill someone? Or find someone?"

"No," Zhou Guoping shook his head, cleared his throat and said, "I just said that we plan to expand our outpost on the west coast into a colony. For this, we need a large number of laborers or slaves, as well as servants to manage the construction site for us. Soldiers."

Looking at Xue Ax with a dull look on his face, Zhou Guoping smiled.

"We will hire you at a suitable price, and these materials are our advance deposit. I wonder if you are interested?"