Vol 2 Chapter 1485: Helping hand

After seeing the dull look of the crew, Goring felt some sympathy and patted Bob on the shoulder, saying: "Motorcycle captain, I know you don't want to see this result, but the reality is that. Anyway, thank you locomotive Changhe and your men are under control. Next, I will let you arrange for you first and then say something else."
　　 "Commander, we..." Bob wanted to say something, but he was interrupted after only saying a beginning.
A soldier ran in from outside the military account at this time, with blood on his clothes and a strong smell, gasping and reporting: "The regiment... The regiment, the two brigades in the south, have been hit continuously, and they really can’t bear it. Live, it has been withdrawn. More than 30% of the casualties are being repaired at the No. 1 camp of the station, do you want to see it."
　　 "Okay, got it." Goring heard no nonsense and stepped out.
　　Bob looked at Gorin's back, opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything behind.
　　 A civilian in the military tent came over, glanced at Bob, and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Motorcycle Chief, shall I take you to the place where I live first?"
　　 "Hey, good." Bob and his party followed the former staff and walked out of the military account.
　　After they walked out of the military account, they realized that during the period they stayed in the military account, the situation outside had changed a lot.
　　 Before they entered the tent, the atmosphere of the Grey Parrot Strengthening Regiment was dignified, but it was still quiet and orderly.
　　Now they came out, and the station seemed to be another way-many soldiers were running fast in the camp, some were carrying supplies, and there were wounded people who were covered with blood and kept yelling.
　　 "Reserve team, reserve team, immediately support the second line of defense!"
　　 "Cannonball, a cardinal shell, was immediately shipped to the No. 9 defense line!"
　　 "Physician, physician, there are wounded, this is the first, there are at least sixteen behind!"
　　 "The Seventh Brigade..."
In addition to these screams, explosions continue to be heard at the defense line on the edge of the station, which is also mixed with the screams and hissing of many strange creatures, which makes people feel terrified and feels that the station will be rushed in by the army of strange creatures in the next moment. , Flatten.
　　Boss, led by civilian staff, finally walked in front of the arranged accommodation tent, and was already scared out of sweat.
　　Civilian staff arranged them to show that the situation in the station was more urgent. They could not accompany them more and turned around and left quickly.
　　Bob and his team also understood that, after all, it is different from the past, sitting down in a tent without complaining, and then with big eyes and small eyes, long silence.
　　 Their current tent, sound insulation is much worse than the former head of the army account, in the tent, you can still hear the outside sound more clearly.
　　Explodes, roars, fights, screams, and keeps pouring into their ears, making them feel terrified.
　　After suffering for a long time, the driver Buddy finally couldn't help but whispered, complaining: "At that time, we should actually go back."
　　Bob listened, glared at Buddy, and reprimanded: "You think it's safe for us to go back to Redstone? Anyway, the way back is longer, can we really get there?"
　　 "I..." Buddy sighed, lowered his head, and grabbed his hair. "So what shall we do now?"
　　 "Wait, I can't help anyway." Humane.
　　After a while, footsteps came from outside the tent, and then the curtains were pulled away, and the civilian who brought them just now reappeared. I don’t know what happened. I was a civilian, but my chest was stained with blood, but it didn’t look like the blood of the other party, it should be the blood of the wounded, or the blood of strange creatures.
　　 While leading the way, Bob asked the other party's name, and after looking at the other party, he asked with some surprise: "Mr. Rex, what's wrong with you? Is there anything we can help you with?"
"Well, locomotive, you don't have to worry about me. I just helped to lift the sacrificial soldiers and stained my clothes." The civilian named Lex said, and then his expression was correct. "However, there is something wrong now, think Please help.
　　 This is the case. Our station was attacked more powerfully than before. The casualties were not small, and there were gaps in the personnel, so I pushed it up. The leader asked me to ask you, would you like to stand up and help us? You don't need to really participate in the war, just help transport the materials, lift the wounded, and do some auxiliary work. "
　　 "This..." In the face of Lex's sincere gaze, Bob blinked his eyes, and a crew member behind him collectively fell silent. What I experienced on the locomotive is still vivid. To be honest, they really don't want to repeat it again. Even if you do not participate in the war, it is dangerous to carry out auxiliary work.
　　Bob apparently could also guess what many crew members thought, and looked at Lex with his lips pursed: "Mr. Lex, can you give me two minutes for me to discuss with my men?"
　　 "Okay, I'm far away from the tent, waiting for your reply, the locomotive." Rex nodded and turned to walk out of the tent.
After Lex left, Bob turned to look at the crew and thought about it carefully: "We are responsible for the operation of the locomotive. It is obviously not our responsibility to fight against strange creatures. It is reasonable to say that in the current situation, we put the materials safe. Shipped here, even if the task is overrun.
　　However, it can also be determined that it is not that the situation is so critical that the Grey Parrot Enhancement Team here will not ask us for help-they can't afford to lose this person.
　　 Of course we can refuse their request. After all, we are not under the jurisdiction of the Grey Parrot Strengthening Corps~EbookFREE.me~ But they can really withstand the army of weird creatures. Fortunately, once the defense line collapses, all of us must die here.
　　 So many words, although I am the locomotive leader, but I will not force you, I hope you can make independent choices without regret. that's it. "
　　By the end, Bob looked quietly at all the crew.
　　After a full dozen seconds of silence, Frank raised his hand for the first time, blinking his eyes and said: "Motor, I want to help?"
　　 "You help? Why, Frank, you are not afraid of your doom?" Bob asked.
"Actually, we are already in doom now, so what can we change if we are afraid?" Frank said, as he spoke, his eyes brightened a little, as if he had figured out something, "Besides, so much doom has gone through , I can survive all the time, so the so-called doom may not be good luck."
　　 "Well, then." Bob nodded. "Now that I'm counting on you, there are already two helpers. Is there a third one?"
　　 Bob looked at the rest.
　　 The crew members were silent for a while, and some people raised their hands.
　　 Philip thought for a while and then raised his hand.
　　 In the end, with the exception of a few, most of the crew made a choice to help.
　　 "Very well, let's go." Bob looked, nodded in satisfaction, and walked out of the tent without a word.
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