Old Tom was pulling a truck of Coke down the road.

At this time, his heart was extremely excited.

Originally, it was the lighthouse country that relied on various hegemony to dump Coke to them, cut off their water source, and made them rely on Coke for water. As a result, about 90% of the residents of Straw City developed diabetes.

Now, they can finally reverse-dump those Cokes to the lighthouse people.

As for whether those who drink Coke are ordinary people, and what is the difference between the big capitalists who produce Coke, who caused their suffering and how to solve it is no longer within his consideration.

His somewhat barren brain and insight did not allow him to think about such a complex issue, and there were only simple thoughts of revenge in his mind.

Yes, it's revenge.

He's going to dump Coke back.

Zhang Tuohai has already communicated the specific matter, he only needs to transport the cola over there.

The long motorcade galloped down the road, and the checkpoints along the way let them go straight after seeing the license plate.

In order to import refugees, the foundation controlled by Zhang Tuohai bought all the inspectors on this road, and all vehicles belonging to Zhang Tuohai were released.

Zhang Tuohai is like this, sending millions of refugees to major cities in the lighthouse country, forming a huge refugee group.

Paved the way for the next crisis.

Therefore, this riot in the lighthouse country is inextricably linked with Zhang Tuohai.

Old Tom galloped all the way and came to the outskirts of Rose City, where a group of people had long been waiting.

The leader was a blond middle-aged man, wearing a full set of police riot gear and holding an M16 in his hand. If it weren't for a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, he would definitely be regarded as a battle-hardened soldier.

However, he is Pedro, the leader of the ordinary people of Rose City.

After seeing the convoy approaching, he took two steps, came to the front of the car, opened the car door for Old Tom himself, held Old Tom's hand and said, "I have finally hoped for you, thank you for supporting our great cause of freedom. "

"Who cares about your free cause, I just want to sell you Coke." Old Tom thought to himself, but his face was full of smiles, as Zhang Tuohai explained, "You're welcome, we are all free people, of course We need to support each other, smash the shackles on our bodies, and hang from the street lamps those capitalists who want to control us, implant chips and viruses in us.

"That's great to say, but don't forget, there are those **** politicians who are trying to kill us with the thugs, who are trying to kill us holy electors and taxpayers who shouldn't have been in the first place These **** politicians get elected."

Pedro also said on the side.

"I'm thirsty. I brought a cart of Coke here, drink whatever you want, and if you're hungry, there's fried chicken in the back car, you can eat whatever you want. These are all for you."

"I Have a Scroll of Ghosts and Gods"

As old Tom said, he tore the canvas off the pickup, revealing the box of Cokes inside.

Taking it, Old Tom grabbed a bottle of Coke and threw it at Pedro.

Pedro grabbed it, unscrewed the cap, and the Coke inside spewed.

However, Pedro didn't care, he dried more than half of the bottle, and finally wiped his mouth and shouted: "Cool, it's been a long time since I drank Coke. I remember the last time I drank Coke when I was in school."

Pedro showed a look of memory.

"You just have too many choices. Take all your choices away and try it when you only have Coke to see if you can still feel good."

Old Tom thought contemptuously.

He then started distributing Cokes to the crowd.

His purpose is simply revenge - to make the people of the Lighthouse country drink more Coke.

The convoy behind also stopped and began to distribute Coke and fried chicken to the people on the scene.

These are all factories built by the capitalists of the lighthouse country in the chicken roll country, but they are all supervised by Zhang Tuohai, and they are producing fried chicken and coke with all their strength, and then transporting them here.

Many people have been hungry for a day. After a day of fighting, they are already exhausted, and their stomachs are about to regurgitation.

Now that they smell the aroma of fried chicken, they can't hold back. Many people even jumped into the car and gnawed at the fried chicken.

Some didn't even have time to unpack, and even ate the wrapping paper.

Many people didn't even want to vomit up the bones, they chomped down together with the chicken.

That's how hungry people want to eat everything they can eat.

A group of people gobbled it up, each person ate two fried chickens and drank two bottles of Coke to barely get enough.

Many people still touched the oil around their mouths, wanting to have more.

"Thank you brothers for freedom. Please pay my high tribute to your leader. It was you who stretched out your hand when we were most in danger. We will always remember your kindness."

Pedro said.

"We don't dare to ask for your kindness~www.mtlnovel.com~ The last person who was kind to you was an Indian, now?" Old Tom was full of disdain.

However, he still didn't show it, just nodded and listened.

"However, I have another request, which is to ask for support to give us some heavy equipment. The guards on the opposite side are too powerful. We fought very hard. Every time we attack the tanks, we will lose a lot of manpower."

Pedro said.

"No, I'm sorry, we can't provide you with heavy weapons. Those things are too difficult to transport, and even if they are shipped to you, none of you will use them. After all, they are all very professional equipment."

said old Tom.

"Then what should we do? Do you just watch us lose the battle like this?" Pedro's face was not very good-looking, but he also knew that what Old Tom said was true.

They also got away with capturing a tank.

However, there are a lot of buttons and instruments inside, and I was stunned when I entered, and I couldn't understand what was going on.

"Don't worry, my dear friends, how can we watch you fall into a hard battle and stand by, our great leader has already thought of a solution for you."

"bring here."

Old Tom waved to the side, and immediately twenty young men came over with the remote control in their hands.

Not far from them, there are dozens of small drones.

"This is?" Pedro asked.

"Drones are easy to learn, low cost, and quick results. We rely on these things to defeat the warlords and corrupt politicians, drive away greedy parliamentarians, and build our new home."

said old Tom.

"Really? Can we see it?"

Hearing what Old Tom said, Pedro came to the spirit and wanted to let Old Tom demonstrate to him.