In the North Anherford area, in the ruins of a city where there are no trace hunters.
Yas stood on the top floor of the tallest building, looking at the surrounding scenery through the floor-to-ceiling windows that were still intact and clean.
The cities of the Old World were so large that most of the scenes that caught his eye were still buildings of all kinds, streets wide and narrow, and rusted cars that could no longer be repaired.
Spread out, they paint a picture of loss and desolation on the ground.
But unlike the old world, the city at this time was wrapped and entangled in green, all kinds of plants grew, and a lot of mosquitoes flew, just like a real jungle.
Yas is the leader of the "vulture" bandit group. In the wasteland of the North Shore, their reputation is only worse than that of "North".
Frankly speaking, Yass looked down on the robber groups of "Nos" a little, thinking that they had no brains, and they would only do things that would harm their future interests, such as participating in the slave trade, after never thinking about it.
In Yas's view, population is the most valuable resource, and everyone in the wasteland can create wealth for themselves, and selling them to those slave traders is simply stupid.
He believes that the settlements of those wild wanderers must not only be preserved, but also must provide some protection, lest the "prime city" slave team find and destroy them.
This is because the wild wanderers always follow the instinct engraved in their blood to establish settlements in places suitable for farming. Whenever they are about to harvest food, Yas will bring the "vulture" bandits to snatch it.
Relying on this strategy, relying on large and small gathering points, the "vultures" robbers never worry about food, and every day is very confident.
For this reason, when they robbed those settlements, they would not take away all the food, but would definitely leave some of the food behind. In this way, with the help of wild hunting, a large part of those wanderers in the wilderness could survive the winter and survive until the end of the winter. For two years, continue to cultivate, forming a cycle.
Of course, the "vultures" robber group will not directly say that our purpose is this. Yas will use the tone of charity to let the people in the settlements sacrifice the selected women to satisfy the desires of himself and his subordinates, in exchange for the corresponding of food.
If the other party refused, Yas did not hesitate to use bullets, blades and blood to let them know who was the master, and then used violence in front of them to directly achieve their goals.
Yas, who likes to read old world history books, even considered whether to implement the "right of the first night" in the area that his bandit group's strength can cover.
He eventually abandoned the idea because it was simply not possible.
They can't really take those settlements as their own. The slave-catching team of the "First City", the regular army of chasing the robbers, other robbers, and occasionally part-time robbers and the relic hunter team that has reached a certain size will all treat those Hazardous settlements.
Why do people on the ash still call the inhabitants of the settlements wilderness wanderers, because they cannot settle down in one place for a long time, and after seven or eight years, or even less, they will be forced by reality and have to migrate to other places place.
Fortunately, other robber groups are only dealing with slave merchants, and they do not dare to cooperate directly with the slave-catching team in "First City", for fear that they will become the other side's loot, otherwise, they will provide food for the "vulture" robber group. Few are left.
As for the robber group that owns the mineral resources, and the raiding settlement is to accumulate slaves for their own industry, Yas thinks that their behavior is understandable, but it is enviable.
In the case of basic food security, "vultures" behave like their names, like "circling" around their prey, waiting for the other side to show their weak side, and go up and grab the fattest part.
This is also the reason why Yas always likes to look around at the top of a high-rise building every time he enters the ruins of a city.
This gave him a sense of satisfaction in looking down at the world and controlling everything.
In his eyes, every person and team on the North Shore wasteland, as long as they show a weak state, they are the prey that are about to die. He and his band of bandits are waiting to turn them into corpses and carrion.
As the night fell, the ruins of the city were gradually engulfed by darkness, Yas reluctantly withdrew his gaze and went down the stairs.
For him, climbing stairs is also a form of exercise.
The journey down was much easier than when he came up, but Yas, who likes to read old world books, still put knee pads on his trousers to protect his joints.
"Knowledge is power..." Whenever he encounters a similar scene, Yass will think of this old world proverb.
This is what he heard from his teacher when he was a child.
At that time, he was still living in a settlement of homeless people in the wilderness. Every week, adults took turns to be teachers, teaching children how to write.
When he is an adult, he can go out hunting. The feeling of not being able to fill his stomach for a long time and his strong desire for various things made Yas take a group of companions and completely embark on the road of robbers.
To this day, he remembers the old-world proverb that drove his resolve:
Strong is better than hard work!
As for the original settlement of wanderers in the wilderness, after the old generation that looked down on the robbers withered away, the remaining people either followed Yas or migrated to other places.
In his memories, Yas returned to the ground floor of the building, and his men gathered in groups of three or five, or playing cards, or drinking a batch of wine that was grabbed yesterday, or hiding in other rooms deep in the corridor, comforting. each other.
Female robbers are not an uncommon phenomenon on the dirt, and guns make them just as dangerous.
Raising his hand to touch his shaved temples, Yas shouted to his men patrolling outside the building:
"It's going to rain, don't relax!"
This is one of the strongholds of the "vulture" bandit group.
Yas likes this kind of city ruins. In such a big place, if the enemy wants to find the building where they live, it is no less than fetching steel needles from the sea.
"Yes, boss!" Outside the building, the robbers with submachine guns responded.
Yas nodded in satisfaction and walked around the ground floor.
Two armored vehicles, several artillery pieces, and many machine guns swept past his eyes one by one.
At this time, the rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell, not too big, but it made the night look foggy.
The whole city, except for this building, was dead silent.
Suddenly, a loud voice came in from somewhere outside:
"You are surrounded!
"Put down your weapons and choose to surrender!"
This is from a man.
Yas's eyes suddenly enlarged, and he waved his hand to signal all his subordinates to guard against enemy attack.
The voices outside did not stop, it just seemed to change the person, became slightly magnetic, and accompanied the movement of Zizizi:
"So, we must remember that when facing things we don't understand, we must ask for advice with an open mind, we must let go of the prejudice brought about by our experience, and we must not be full of resistance from the beginning, and we must learn and understand with an open-minded attitude. , to grasp, to accept…”
On a quiet rainy night, the sound reverberated, as if there was an electric accompaniment.
This... Doubtful thoughts surfaced in the minds of the robbers.
They don't understand why the enemy is talking about such a bunch of big truths, and it has nothing to do with the current situation.
Yas had a bad premonition, although he didn't know what was going on, but years of experience told him that anything abnormal would mean trouble.
When the voice subsided, the two figures each held a black umbrella and walked towards the building where the "vultures" bandit group was located.
"Stop!" Yas shouted loudly.
The abnormal situation prevented him from directly ordering the shooting.
One of the two figures replied:
"We're here to make friends!"
Yas opened his mouth, feeling that the other party was not lying.
Soon, two figures entered the bright world constructed by torches and torches from the extremely dark city ruins.
They are a man and a woman, the man is tall, masculine and handsome, and the woman is beautiful and valiant.
They all had kind smiles on their faces.
…
My name is Yas, and I'm the leader of the "vultures" bandit group.
I love looking down at the ruins of cities from high up, it makes me feel like I'm the master of the world.
I am different from other robbers. I understand the importance of cultivating the population and the importance of a stable source of food. In my eyes, the "Nos" gang are really powerful, but they have no brains, and they have to make money with slaves. Merchants cooperate to sell wild wanderers in the wasteland.
Maybe they never think about the future.
My band of robbers and I plunder everything that can be plundered, like vultures high in the sky, treating every weak target as carrion.
I thought my life would go on like this, I thought my band of bandits would grow day by day and eventually become the master of the North Shore wasteland, until the day those two came to visit.
…
That night, Yass, the leader of the "vultures" bandit group, and his men were convinced of the weakness of the early spring garrison.