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Chapter 357 Meeting, Initiating Negotiations
Chapter 357 Meeting, Initiating Negotiations
Inside the manor of the stranger survivor camp.
A moment earlier, the deafening explosion made everyone gathered in the hall instinctively shrink their necks.
Some people even hugged each other nervously, murmuring something unintelligible.
Perhaps it was a prayer, perhaps a blessing, perhaps a plea for mercy, or perhaps—a curse.
The faint murmurs that could be heard made the female leader, who was also affected by the explosion and looked irritable, grit her teeth.
The female leader twitched her nostrils and took a deep breath.
The explosions outside continued, sending tremors and dust flying everywhere. Even though she was still far from the outside, the female leader couldn't help but smell the sulfur and gunpowder when she took a breath.
She seemed to have sensed something.
This is not her future outcome.
Rather, it was her fear at that moment.
It turns out she actually had something she was afraid of.
Before that, before the actual explosion occurred.
The female leader thought she was fearless.
After all, she had been tied up in the kitchen and watched helplessly as half of her hand was slowly and gleefully eaten away by upper-class people!
She thought she had seen and experienced far too much.
She should have been fearless!
But now————
The female leader took a deep breath, then suppressed the resentment and fear in her eyes, and turned to look at Eugene, who was clutching his left arm and laughing excitedly.
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha·K————"
Eugene laughed and cursed, while simultaneously tightening his grip on his arm.
He had seen similar injuries before; bullets were extremely damaging to the arm, especially to the muscles.
He could tell that he hadn't broken any bones, or at least not too many bones; the muscles in his arm were bearing the brunt of the damage.
But in any case, after today, even if he is fully recovered.
His marksmanship can no longer be as sharp as it used to be!
This feeling filled him with resentment, but fortunately he was an optimistic person. He cursed and then turned to look at the female leader. Under the cover of the gunfire, he spoke loudly to the female leader.
"Hey, bitch!"
His voice pierced through the hall and reached the female leader's ears.
It also reached the ears of the other guys in the room.
All eyes immediately turned to Eugene.
Eugene took a weak, painful breath, then tried to make out the looks in those people's eyes.
When he saw those looks, he gritted his teeth in satisfaction.
Heh, he saw what he wanted and had always longed for in the eyes of this group of people.
That's cowardice and fear!
Before Gavin arrived, Eugene remained silent, allowing the doctor from the unfamiliar survivor camp to provide him with largely ineffective treatment.
At that time, Eugene knew that the female leader, that bitch, had used the simplest way to unite their hearts and minds.
If I had spoken up with a sarcastic remark or said anything at that time, I might have really died.
Moreover, besides dying, his death will also become the reason to completely unite this camp into one!
Thus, Eugene chose to endure, silently allowing the other party to do as they pleased, and waiting for Gavin to arrive.
Eugene didn't know what Gavin would do.
But now—
Hearing the explosions still coming from outside, Eugene was so excited that he wanted to pull out his weapon right then and there and piss on the female leader!
next moment.
Despite his injuries, he shouted excitedly.
"Look at my boss, ha, he's such a wasteful jerk!"
"I'm perfectly fine, and you bunch of bastards have been taking good care of me, hiss—"
"And this is all for me? Hah, my boss, that bastard, actually wasted so many precious resources!"
"That's a complete waste, because all those missiles hit insignificant places!"
"I guarantee that if those missiles had been fired into your house, we wouldn't have needed so many. Maybe half, or even a quarter of them, and this manor would have been a fucking ruin!"
At this point, Eugene, clutching his arm which was barely bandaged, grimaced as he tried to sit up.
He tried a few times, but to no avail. Few tough guys can withstand the damage from bullets, even if it's just a bullet that hits their arm.
After his efforts proved fruitless, Eugene took a deep breath and then angrily shouted at the stranger survivor beside him.
"Mazefuck, you piece of shit, get me up!"
Whoosh!
Perhaps Eugene's insults were too harsh.
Or perhaps the sound of the missile exploding was just too damn pleasant.
Surprisingly, two strangers nearby instinctively went over and helped Eugene up.
Looking at the man helping him up, Eugene grinned so wide his mouth almost turned into a flower.
This scene successfully enraged the female leader!
"What are you doing, you idiots!"
While cursing, the female leader pointed her gun at Eugene and the two men who were helping him up.
But this time, she had only just raised her pistol.
boom!
The explosion outside startled everyone, and someone immediately moved closer to the female leader, blocking her gun barrel.
"Railey O'Connor!"
The person who blocked the female leader's gun was the black-haired man who had spoken with Eugene outside the manor earlier.
That is, the Parker mentioned by the female leader.
Noticing the man blocking the female leader's gun, Eugene pursed his lips in pain, but couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile that seemed perfectly natural.
Parker, the man who had chatted with him for a while, was now someone who could lead a team to explore the post-apocalyptic world on his own in this unfamiliar camp.
He will have considerable influence no matter what, and Parker is probably the only one most qualified to stop the female leader on the scene!
At that moment, Parker used his chest to block the female leader's gun barrel and spoke to her, word by word.
"Lelly, stop! Nobody wants those missiles landing in the yard to actually hit us!"
"idiot!"
Hearing Parker's protest, the female leader, Riley, bared her teeth in annoyance and fiercely brought her head close to Parker's face.
Faced with the sudden approach of Leili, Parker involuntarily swallowed, not out of greed, but out of fear.
He always remembered how his female leader had dismembered and torn apart those bloated, fat-bellied—pre-apocalyptic upper class—living in the dark!
He knew Riley was crazy!
He's afraid of madmen!
But he—was even more afraid of dying!
So Parker withstood the pressure and tried to meet Raleigh's gaze, while Raleigh continued to approach Parker and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"Parker, while you, and every single one of you idiots, are worried about those missiles falling on our heads!"
Why don't you think about why they haven't happened to us?
"Because we have fucking hostages, idiots, and as long as we don't lose them, the initiative is in our hands. And the bigger the guy like Gavin is, the more he's afraid to act rashly!"
"So what are you doing now? Are you trying to turn the hostages around and treat them like masters, you idiots!"
"Do you think you can get him to say something good about you if you lick that redhead's ass?"
"Stop talking nonsense. Only by having him firmly under our control will we be qualified to talk to Gavin, understand?"
"us----"
"That's enough, Rachel!"
Just then, Parker suddenly interrupted Riley.
He stared at Leili with a tense expression, and said to her through gritted teeth.
"Stop spouting your crazy nonsense, my boss. Don't think I can't see that you're panicking too. You didn't expect Gavin to arrive so quickly, and you certainly didn't expect them to come with armed helicopters."
"Especially, the first thing they did when they arrived was to fucking wipe us out with missiles and Gatling guns, damn it, you didn't expect that!"
"I don't know what kind of person Gavin is, but I know he must be a tough guy, and right now, all we can do is stand in our house and humbly pray that while he's tough enough, he also has at least a little bit of compassion!"
"Damn it!"
At this point, Parker tilted his head back and took a deep breath.
The female leader, Leili, raised half of her hand, as if she wanted to say something.
Before the female leader could finish speaking, an elderly man who looked to be about fifty years old stood up behind Parker and interrupted Riley.
The old man said sadly.
"Enough, Riley, your shot has made the situation far too tense!"
"You know that, you know everything, son. You're a smart person, you always have been, but being smart doesn't mean you're self-controlled. You've always been impulsive!"
At this point, the old man turned to look at the window. He strode to the window and peered out through the gaps in the wooden planks.
He observed the scene while speaking in a low voice.
"Quiet down, everyone. Let me look outside. The gunfire has stopped, hasn't it?"
"Let me see, hmm—the other side only has one helicopter, but—the problem is, it's a Black Hawk. I know that thing too well. The firepower just now was definitely not the limit of this Black Hawk's ammunition."
"They're landing. You can hear the propellers getting closer, right? They're hovering in our yard, and all their missiles are aimed at us!"
"etc!"
As the old man finished speaking, Leili couldn't help but say one last thing.
"They're so close, damn it, can't we just blast them down with our RPGs?"
"What?"
Upon hearing Leili's words, the old man at the window paused for a moment, a rare occurrence.
He turned around in disbelief, looking at Leili as if she were an idiot, and asked her a question.
"What are you talking about, boss? You're saying we're going to shoot down a Black Hawk helicopter? The one the US Navy is most proud of, the attack helicopter?"
"Do you know exactly how many RPGs they used to shoot down the Black Hawk Down plane?"
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"Without sufficient numbers, our RPGs can't even get past the Black Hawk's decoy flares, understand?"
At this point, the old man turned around, ignoring Riley's ramblings, and continued to look at Gavin.
A moment later, the old man's pupils contracted slightly, and he clicked his tongue in amazement as he introduced the story to everyone in the room.
"My God, I saw Gavin! He was the first person to rappel down from the plane!"
He landed on the ground like a superhero, and he led the way towards us—
"Wait, that's—a crow?"
"Good heavens, could it be that their alliance's broadcast wasn't a joke?"
"Two crows really did fly off the helicopter and land on Gavin's shoulders. That young man is probably the Lord of the Ravens mentioned in the Alliance broadcast; the crows perched on his shoulders as if he had three heads!"
"Bullshit—God God—Haliyah—"
The old man was a little afraid to look. He was pressed against the window, his right hand repeatedly making the sign of the cross on his chest.
Meanwhile, outdoors.
Completely unaware of what was happening in the city, Gavin strode over twenty steps before silently stopping about fifty meters from the main gate of the manor.
Behind him.
Boom!
Boom!
One by one, the men rappelled down, then, holding their guns, assumed tactical positions and naturally gathered around Gavin.
One, two —
Only when the eleven people stood in a neat row did Gavin finally reach out, take out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and light it.
Gavin admitted that he was indeed nervous at that moment.
After all, if the other party were to hit him in the head with a sniper shot, he would die!
But even with his fears, Gavin trusted his rational judgment even more!
Gavin's assessment was that his firepower had achieved its intended effect, and the fact that he wasn't shot immediately upon his arrival meant that the entire enemy camp was wary of the armed helicopters behind him.
Even though he was aware of the other party's apprehension, Gavin had to trust his own judgment as much as possible.
Because he didn't want to lose Eugene, and as long as he had some reservations, he would never be able to directly destroy the building in front of him. Jia Wen didn't know how much the other party had reservations, or how serious they were.
But Gavin knew that as long as he didn't want Eugene and the other two to be dead, he would ultimately have to negotiate with them, rather than launch a swift and decisive surprise attack!
Therefore, in situations where a complete attack is impossible.
One's own artillery deterrence is a prerequisite for facilitating negotiations.
The fact that he and his men were waiting was also a condition for facilitating the negotiations.
He has already played his card; all that's left is to wait for the opponent to respond!
Gavin exhaled a puff of smoke, then waved towards the distant gate and called out.
"Let my men come out to me, or let your leader come out to me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin raised his hand and flicked off his cigarette ash.
Beside him, Madison and the others simultaneously pointed their guns at every possible spot in the manor where a sniper could be fired!
It must be admitted that when a dozen or so burly soldiers, dressed in neat uniforms, bulletproof vests, and tactical vests, each holding a row of Christmas trees, all make such a unified gesture, it is quite impressive.
The deterrent power was simply indescribable.
Add to that the backdrop of the still-lingering smoke behind Gavin.
At least until Gavin had almost finished smoking his cigarettes, he didn't get the bullet that could have killed him!
Three minutes later————
When Gavin threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, he let out a long sigh of relief.
He knew the other party was utterly terrified, and he also knew that that bastard Eugene definitely had a chance to survive.
So, what he needs to do next is to deal with the bastard who got his guy into this situation!
But before that, he had to try to suppress his anger and sit down and talk to the other party's leader!
Seeing that the other party still wouldn't open the door, Gavin shook his head and then gently waved his hand.
Gavin then strode toward the manor, his steps steady and heavy, his expression relaxed and natural, seemingly without fear or any sign of being tormented by pressure.
He strode to the manor gate and stomped hard on it!
boom!
After the sound of shattering rang out, Gavin began to scrutinize everyone in the manor without any politeness.
And sure enough, that was the case.
He did indeed see a bunch of terrified people.
And Eugene is still alive!
Very good!
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