The Pengele Family In the World of American Comics

Until the helicopter disappeared into the sky, Raphael remained in place thinking about something.

"What are you thinking?"

Seeing that Raphael had been in a daze, Pietro patted Raphael on the shoulder.

"Um?"

Raphael came back to his senses, turned his head to look at Pietro, his eyes were bright.

"I have a plan, go to a place with me first."

Pietro watched Raphael run in a certain direction in confusion, and quickly followed.

"Where are we going? What are we doing?"

"Go find some necessary supplies and tools!"

Pietro has more and more doubts. It has been a long time since the end of the war. Convenience stores, supermarkets or large shopping malls have long been looted, and any tools that may be beneficial to survival have been looted.

After shopping for so long today, almost all the stores are empty. If there are real supplies, how can they get them?

It was not until Raphael brought him to his destination that he woke up. The two collected a large bag of supplies with the backpack they picked up from the roadside, and then left in a hurry.

After a while, the two came to a dilapidated apartment building.

The apartment building was originally supposed to be around the thirtieth floor, but now it has less than the fifth floor. The upper floors collapsed to the rear, smashing many houses behind.

Scattered building debris also cut off the entire street.

"If my memory is correct, my home should be here..."

Raphael looked at the ruins in front of him calmly. This is the home where he lived.

The original family lived on the eleventh floor. When the bombing started, they happened to be shopping outside, so they didn't die in the apartment.

However, although they escaped this disaster, the original parents still lost their lives in the process of escaping.

If Raphael hadn't crossed over, it's estimated that the child wouldn't live long.

Of course, Raphael didn't come here to go home, and his room was destroyed long ago.

The reason why I came here is only because this place is relatively secluded and closed, and no other survivors have settled here, which is very suitable as a temporary stronghold for the two in the city.

According to the plan, Rafael and Pietro could stay in the city for ten days at most. They couldn't sleep on the street for so many days, and they couldn't squeeze into temporary prefabricated houses with other survivors.

After all, they sneaked into the city with a purpose. If others find their whereabouts too suspicious, one report is enough for the two of them.

"So... you used to live here, but it's now in ruins. Are you sure we're going to spend it here next?"

Pietro suddenly asked Raphael, he made his tone sound as calm as possible, but his eyes were more erratic.

Raphael knew that he was worried that he would "see things and think about people" and was sad when he thought of his dead parents.

And he was also worried that speaking out directly would make Raphael feel worse, so he used the saying that this place was a ruin, and wanted Raphael to give up living here.

"I can't tell that this kid is usually taciturn, but his mind is quite delicate."

Raphael thought unexpectedly, but Pietro's idea is really superfluous, he is not emotional enough to be sad for other people's parents.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Saying that, she also showed a soft smile as a symbol.

"No matter what happens, if you want to make yourself and the people around you happy, you must show a smile to others."

After seeing Raphael's smile, Pietro suddenly thought of what he said the day he rescued himself and his sister.

"This smile is for the sake of others, in order not to let my sadness affect others, in order not to let the people around me be immersed in sadness all the time..."

Pietro's mood suddenly became heavy, "Behind this smile there must be unimaginable pain. The leader must be under too much pressure, but he is so young..."

"He will definitely be a great leader!"

On this side, Pietro's mental activity changed again and again, but Raphael, who had a super-intuitive feeling on the other side, was helpless and tired.

What the **** happened to this kid? The mood swings change so quickly, and it is moved, sad, and excited again. I don't know why this is a big ups and downs? I'm afraid it's not going to be schizophrenic!

Raphael glanced at Pietro a little worriedly, what if one day he was overjoyed and sad, and the whole person was drawn away?

Then Wanda must not hate himself!

In a word, the two of them were each carrying their own minds... ah no, they both walked into the underground parking lot of this dilapidated building with their own minds.

Otherwise, is it possible that they still live in the ruins?

Although there are indeed a few buildings that have survived, they are only appearances. Not a single room inside is intact, and there is a risk of collapse at any time.

The underground parking lot is much safer, and the space is spacious, and there are even more than a dozen families' cars parked in it.

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The underground parking lot has a total of twenty parking spaces, and the area is not very large. There are two entrances and exits, one entrance and one exit.

However, the entrance has been blocked by the debris of the building, and only the exit can pass.

Rafael and Pietro found some hardwood boards and tattered tables and chairs to simply block the exit, not trying to block people, as long as it was enough to wake them up when someone broke in.

At this point, this temporary base has been built.

"Now, it's time to start making our secret weapon."

Rafael and Pietro moved their backpacks full of supplies to the widest part of the parking lot, where a dilapidated table had been set up early.

The two looked at each other and started work at the same time.

Raphael took out the items in the backpack one by one, while Pietro quickly classified these items to avoid accidentally picking them up in the subsequent production process.

As for lighting, they brought in quite a few intact light bulbs. Usually no one would **** them up, and you can get a lot of them just by visiting a few supermarkets.

The power supply is the battery that was directly removed from the car, and more than a dozen cars are enough for them.

Time went by step by step, and soon one night passed.

"These should be enough."

Raphael told Pietro to stop working when he saw that less than one-fifth of the items were left in the backpack.

"Everything is going according to plan, is there any problem?"

Raphael asked.

"Of course, it's easy for me."

Pietro smiled confidently.

The two cleaned up the table, took their secret weapons with them, and walked out of the underground parking lot.

"Meet in half an hour, don't forget!"