Chapter 332: Refugees (below)

"We can't save them."
Tuco finished hiding in a bunker behind a broken wall.
Trying to rescue these poor people will only let them die in vain, and it seems that no one wants to run away or resist, so despite their unbearable feelings, the two still restrained their emotions and kept calm.
Eventually, they reached a river channel and traversed the waist-deep river smoothly.
At noon the sun is hot and unbearable, soaking in the cool river water to relieve the exposed body makes people very happy.
Brandi bowed his head and slammed it, and he did not forget to fill the kettle with water. Although he did not know where it came from or what it was contaminated, especially in the town still entrenched in green skin.
But no one dared to think much.
Brandy’s compass told them that the two were still heading in the right direction. After a while, the noise of the busy green skin disappeared again, and Tuco thought it was the perfect time for the probe to go out and check where it was. opportunity.
Fortunately, the walls on both sides of the aqueduct here are inclined and lined with prefabricated rock slabs. These slabs provide a great foothold, they can climb on top, and the lying body except the head All can be completely hidden below ground level.
Tuco leaned out his head carefully and found no signs of enemy activity, then climbed up, Brandi followed him as usual.
When he lowered his body and gripped the carbine, Tuco raised his telescope.
"Here...a water station"
He found a sign nearby stating that this is a water supply storage warehouse, and like other houses we have seen so far in this devastated town, the building was damaged by fighting or green skin damage. hole.
But there are no dead bodies on the streets here, and the roofs of most buildings are still there.
咻咻~~!
Suddenly, a weird bird song came from the water station, and Brandi nodded to Tuco, indicating that he heard such a sound.
The genius knew how he could distinguish such a whistle that only Rangers would use from such a long distance. Tuco hesitated for a while and then blew the whistle.
The other party quickly responded, he was only one person.
So Brandi and Tuco quickly traversed the canal to the open space of the water station. As they gasped in the shadows under the eaves, a man came out of the entangled pipes.
His eyes were hidden under the shadows, and his tawny military uniform was covered with a dusty camouflage camouflage suit, but it was a little different from the camouflage suits worn by Tuco and Brandi, which was already old-fashioned 20 years ago. Camouflaged.
Sergeant ranks can be seen on his sleeves. Instead of wearing a helmet on his head, he is replaced by a soft visor. The color of the hat is the same mottled tan as his uniform, and there is no badge on it.
He carried a standard cavalry rifle, but the muzzle did not face the two.
"Santanza, Essex Third Cavalry Regiment, has retired."
"My name is Tuco, his name is Brandi, the 5th Infantry Division Reconnaissance Battalion."
After introducing himself, the veteran started looking at them up and down, his eyes very strange.
"The Fifth Infantry Division, I thought you were finished in Akam."
"Almost."
"I guess so."
He made a gesture, and several others walked out of the messy plumbing facility.
"It's great to see more living people."
Tuco looked at these people again. They were all ragged refugees. Their gun positions showed that they were not trained, so he turned his attention to the retired cavalry.
"We suggest to leave here first, there is a lot of green skin around here."
He pointed in the direction of the thick smoke not far away, it seemed that the green skin had begun their destructive behavior again.
"Come on, leave here now, but I am afraid that only the old man, Father, will know where our next stop is."
Surprisingly, they did not encounter any trouble on the way back to the refuge. One person had worked in the water station and was very familiar with the underground water system, so that this small team no longer had to worry about encountering a green patrol. .
Through the words of the people along the way, the two became more and more aware of the brutal and impulsive nature of the green skin. It is not entirely correct to say that they are as stupid as the rats in the sewer.
The farther they are from the town, the easier their mood is, which allows Tuco to calm down and chat with Santanza.
He and his men have been in the nearby wilderness for a few weeks, eliminating the single green-skinned patrols or the raid supply team, and doing everything to make them headaches.
They are all indigenous people who have witnessed the destruction of their hometown and the wreckage of their relatives and friends. It is their responsibility to attack the green skin, but as Tuco learned more details from his description, Immediately understood that all they could do was to pay for nothing.
What remains here is only a handful of the Ork tribe, not even one in 10,000. The main forces of Ork and their chiefs are still entrenched in Arkham, and I don’t know what errands they are planning.
"What should you do next?"
After returning to the abandoned factory of horses, Tuco asked the other party ~EbookFREE.me~ and he just looked around, apparently considering whether it could be used as a temporary base for repeated attacks on the green skin.
"Just give up here?"
"Here... it has long since been abandoned."
Although this sentence is cruel, Tuco feels that it is necessary to save these men who are nostalgic for their hometown.
The faces of the young people became bleak for a moment, maybe this is the reality they really started to face in the past few weeks, and Santanza is no exception.
"Where are you going?"
He asked in this way. When Brandi leaned over and handed him the kettle, he subconsciously hid, and the difficult survival of more than a month made him a little nervous.
"Back to the line of defense, reporting everything you know is much stronger than waiting to die here."
To Tuco's surprise, Santansa laughed.
"We actually don't know anything. The official didn't issue any warning even before the attack of green skin."
"They came so suddenly..."
"So, good luck to you."
Santans took off his hat, and a smile squeezed out on the wind-scarred face, and the gray curly hair fluttered in the wind.
"For my wife and my daughter, I had to kill every green skin I saw."
After he finished speaking, he put on his hat again and turned around with others to walk to the previously hidden shelter.
But after a short while he turned around and said to Tuco:
"I forgot to say that two days ago I saw the Hawk Harpy escorting many people to the north. Maybe you can detect any important news."
Tuco and Brandi glanced at each other, and then saluted a military salute to each other, and the other responded with a smile.
The two rode on the warhorse again and ran north, leaving behind the devastated town.