Chapter 1391 - Who told you that it’s just us? (2/2)

“Slaves?” Black Skull’s ears perked up but he waved his hand as if the matter did not concern him. “They are everywhere, why trade them with caps? Rodney, take a few trucks of our men around the city and catch some. Also, get me some big booty blondes.”

“Yes, boss, count on me,” Rodney said excitedly with a bloodthirsty glow in his eyes.

The days of watching slaves work had made him feel bored a long time ago.

In his bones, he was a militant. Although life here was comfortable, it was not the life Rodney wanted. Only looting and killing made him feel sparks of joy in his heart.

Bills could only show a bitter smile on his face. He sighed in his mind and thought that his boss was not destined to become a warlord. Even if NAC left him an entire city, it would only become a marauder’s castle in his hands. Once they squandered NAC’s loot, they would have to return to the desert.

Bills wanted to say something more but decided to close his mouth. Instead, he lowered his head and walked back.

Although his boss could occasionally listen to other’s opinions, he could never persuade him in anything related to principles. He could find all the typical shortcomings, such as laziness, stubbornness, stupidity, never thinking about tomorrow…

Before the war, this idiot would have starved to death in a slum.

But now in the apocalypse, on the wasteland, violence was the only criterion. Whoever had the biggest fist was the boss…

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On the other side, Jiang Chen took his guards and returned to Santa Monica Airport before the Sun went down. When he just walked into the airport building, he happened to see the two recruited overseers walking out from the ticket gate with two corpses.

Judging from the tattoos on the corpses, they most likely belonged to predators who were planning to escape.

Jiang Chen was never polite to the predators that used their crooked brains to plot against him. He had already told his captain and Han Yue that if they encountered any disobedient predator s to just shoot.

After Jiang Chen entered the lobby, he saw Zheng Shanhe sitting there studying a map. Jessica marked all the survivor settlements, predator camps, and even fallout shelters she knew on the Los Angeles city map attached to the airport brochure.

When Zheng Shanhe saw Jiang Chen come in, he immediately put away the map, stood up, and saluted.

“How is the progress on the runway?”

Zheng Shanhe immediately reported, “A few disobedient predators were made examples, and now these foreigners are much more obedient. Now the runway has been repaired to 40%. If we work overnight, it should be fixed before noon tomorrow.”

“Very good.” Jiang Chen nodded.

Zheng Shanhe glanced at the people squatting in the corner of the waiting room, then he asked Jiang Chen for instructions, “What about those people? Should we continue to feed them?”

“In a bit, get them downstairs and ask if they are willing to work for NAC. If they are willing to stay, three nutrient supplies a day, and after two months, the compensation can be improved. If they are not willing, then just let them leave and don’t let them get in the way here.”

The price of three nutrient supplies was worth around five to ten caps. Most survivors could barely fill their stomach with two tubes a day. For these poor people without a steady source of income, the compensation was very generous.

Based on the unwritten rules on the wasteland, NAC destroyed Airport Gang so these prisoners would continue to be slaves under NAC as spoils. Now, NAC was willing to give them compensation for their work. They would definitely sincerely express their gratitude for this generous treatment.

After these fifty people joined them and were armed with a few guns, a cannon fodder force could be formed.

“I’ll go now.”

“Wait a moment, this is not a priority,” Jiang Chen stopped Zheng Shanhe, sat down, and continued, “I have something else more crucial to discuss with you.”

Zheng Shanhe respectfully waited for Jiang Chen’s instruction.

“I plan to take the colony back from Black Skull. Based on what Han Yue said, they have a lot of our slaves, and most likely they are still alive. And the resources they have looted away, they are such a waste in their hands.”

“Just with us?” Zheng Shanhan digested the information and began to sweat, “This is too risky, we should wait for the expeditionary force…”

“It will take at least a month for the expeditionary force to arrive. in North America and it will be more problematic if they force the slaves stand in the front.” Jiang Chen looked at Zheng Shanhe, who wanted to say something but was reluctant to do so, then he laughed and continued on, “Also, who told you that it’s just us?”