"Is your head just there for looks?"
Patton rebuked the other party mercilessly, "If you don't keep a few hostages, what if the other party chases you all the way? Do you want to be blown to death?"
The "questioner" was not speaking, and he quickly realized this and knew that he had asked a stupid question.
But the most important thing was that he felt that if he said one more word, Patton might slap him to death.
The impatience was written all over the other person's face.
This... is actually understandable. After all, the storm has a time limit and they can't stay here for long.
"really."
Urnur nodded, expressing his agreement.
If Patton's words before made them feel a little bit wrong, then what he said now was much more "reasonable"...
Negotiations require bargaining chips.
Since the other party cares so much about these guys, let's keep some of them as bargaining chips, so that we can conduct "negotiations" effectively, or in other words, we can get less bombardment...
"Moreover, these survivors are all injured to varying degrees. If we leave them here, they will definitely send people to rescue them. Once they rescue them, they will no longer have any means to pursue us..."
Patton struck while the iron was hot and kept feeding new ideas to the other party. Before they could figure out what was wrong with the previous question, the next one was thrown at them, leaving them almost no time to think.
"If we escape into the mountains, we won't have to be afraid of them anymore, right?" someone else asked.
"Before you contact the other survivors, how do you know if they will catch up with you? How do you know they can't bomb their way in? If they chase you in, will you deal with them?"
Patton asked him a series of questions, which directly covered his face.
The other party hesitated for a moment, but in the end did not dare to say anything like resistance...
Originally, he thought that he would be safe if he escaped into the forest, but now that he thinks about it, it may be safe, but only a little bit, not safe enough...
"Indeed, these outsiders are different from others. They are too strong and can always come up with new tricks." The Son of Crimson expressed his agreement.
"Then these one hundred hostages will be my spoils of war. Who is against it, and who is in favor of it?"
Barton spoke more quickly and nervously, because they had been delayed for a while. Although they mostly discussed while jogging, the actual contact was less than two minutes...
But you still have to do enough surface work.
If the other party were to discover his true identity now, he would not be in any serious trouble. At most, some of his tribesmen would sacrifice their lives for the "master".
But I'm afraid many survivors will die in the chaos.
Every death proves to Colin his incompetence, which is not allowed.
"I... "
The "questioner" among the zombies seemed to be about to say something, but suddenly fell silent because he saw Patton's webbed fist clenched suddenly, as if this fist, which was bigger than his head, would smash down if there was anything wrong.
"I agree." He nodded seriously, as if he meant it completely from the bottom of his heart.
This was not only because of Barton's threat, but also because of the unfriendly looks from some other survivors.