(Oh my God, it came alive! Poole, show me your Pip-Boy, your medical skills aren't full, right?)
(…Under the premise of no equipment, the medical procedures are quite satisfactory. Could it be said that this is the credit of the treatment needle?)
(Ada, I have inquired about this with the fraternity bachelor, and the making of healing needles is much easier than expected.)
(… He couldn’t die even if he was shot in the forehead, this man is a miracle… The skull is so thick?)
"...?" Amid the noisy voices, the middle-aged uncle finally regained his consciousness and struggled to hold up his upper body.
It's a pity that no one here will gently stop him with the red bandage on his forehead from sitting up. On the contrary, the first sentence he hears when he wakes up is a bad joke, "Did you feel your forehead? Does it hurt like being shot in the head? Congratulations, you feel absolutely right~~”
"What... you guys are...!" The middle-aged uncle finally saw everyone's outfits. Leeds were either handsome, heroic, or beautiful, and it didn't matter if they didn't dress like wastelanders. What happened to the iron helmets next to them!
"Don't panic, we're the ones who took out the bullets from your head and bandaged you." Liz laughed, not knowing if it would help, "Now, how about introducing ourselves? Let's I want to know who I am saving."
"Ha... um, am I...?" The middle-aged man showed pain.
"No, now the old stalk of amnesia is only a novice in the fan area! Please cheer up!"
As if hearing Liz's call, the bitterness on the middle-aged man's face slowly subsided, as if he was remembering something step by step, he hesitated: "I'm... a postman?"
"Well, as expected, the things I found out from you are also suitable for this identity." Liz turned his head and looked at the postman's backpack next to him. Everything was inside. "What about the name?"
"...Just call me 'Postman'." The middle-aged man... No, it should be "Postman" now, looking rather lonely.
"Heh... Whatever, the name is just a code name anyway." Everyone knows that this is a professional name rather than a name, but whether it is because he can't remember it, or he is unwilling to reveal his real name, or his past experience makes the "postman" It doesn't matter that the name has a unique meaning.
"By the way, I'm very interested in who you were killed for and for what reason~~ Can you tell me about it?" Liz was full of interest, and Poole beside him was recalling whether he was the same as this postman back then. Just a "fun" for Leeds...
"Benny... a man named Benny, uh, and the Great Khans," rather than answering Leeds's question, he was ripped apart by death for reorganization He worked hard to remember his memory, "For... I shipped... [Platinum Chips]?"
"I know New Vegas is a casino... But how much is a platinum chip, er, I mean bottle caps." Liz, who had been away from the wasteland for a few years, was once again unfamiliar with the currency of this world.
"No, I don't remember the casinos in New Vegas... there are no chips like that..." The postman is a worker in the Mojave area, although he is a little poor, he is also said to have gone to the casino to spend, um, just Consumption, wanting to make money out of it is wishful thinking.
"Great, it's not for money! That thing must have a special meaning!"
"...?" The postman said why are you so excited? That platinum chip is not in your hands.
"Cough, don't care, this guy just likes to plunge into trouble. Acting according to his own preferences in dangerous disputes is his way of solving problems." Leon explained helplessly, "Mr. Postman, is that all you know? ?"
"… Hmm." The postman tried his best to recall, but he couldn't remember anything except Benny's plaid clothes... Clothes can be changed, which is not really a feature, right
However, the postman seems to have forgotten how many days to wash and change his clothes. Even if Benny is rich, he still seems to be a wastelander.
"Well, Mr. Postman, please rest assured. If the man named Benny is bad to the core, Liz should not let him live." Leon patted the postman on the shoulder and comforted, obviously Treat him as a wastelander who doesn't even know how to pronounce the word "resistance".
"I have already said hello to Dr. Michelle in Qingquan Town, you can cultivate in his house during this time, and we will also leave you some bottle caps, weapons, ammunition and food, I hope you can get through this difficult time. "As expected of Leon, this kind of good deeds are done instinctively... Although, such a good person is hunted by his colleagues in the biochemical world.
Of course, saying this at this time means that they are about to leave, "Sorry, we still have things to do later."
"No, I'm already very grateful for your ability to save my life." The postman is a grateful person. Even if his body is in this state, he still tries to stand up... Bowing can't be done, but the least serious thank you also to complete.
"That..." The postman took a breath and looked at the people who rolled over and sat in the car he had just discovered. "Who are you...?"
"Just think we're all Brotherhood of Steel members~" Liz waved his hand, "—just a Brotherhood of Steel diplomatic mission from the east coast." The nuclear-powered car left the ground and headed for the Mojave outpost not far away. start the war.
"The... Brotherhood of Steel on the East Coast?"
At this time, Liz and the others hadn't realized how much of a monster the postman, who was headshot by a few fish, would become after he put down the mail and grabbed his weapon.
…
"Benny, Platinum Chips, New Vegas, there are such obvious clue keywords, what are you going to do with White Hair?" Leon tapped the Pip-Boy screen in his hand. Back then, "Creator of Eden" and "Gauss Rifle" "How to find, how to find "Benny" and "Platinum Chip" now.
In fact, under their plug-in system, they even saw what route Benny was planning to take to New Vegas!
"Obviously it broke down~ Is it possible that you didn't hear anything after the opening of this branch line?" Liz said angrily.
"Hey, I thought you were going to pursue some kind of game, deliberately not using force to snatch it~"
"For the sake of gameplay, there are 'people' who will make decisions the moment they come to this world..." Whether it's strengthening or weakening, "What we do is to play with all the abilities we can use~"
"...?" Leon really still doesn't understand this kind of thing very well. Perhaps, only Liz himself can fully and accurately understand the essence of this game.
"Of course, you're right, I really don't plan to 'snatch' this time... By the way, Poole, are you going to forge platinum chips?"
"what?"
At this point, Benny and Mr. House hadn't realized that the bastards running from the east coast would make their deployment a mess.