Valentine turned around and looked at Ethan.
"If you dare to deceive us, if the factories in Erie don't recognize this thing..."
Valentine's voice was low and powerful.
"We'll drive our tractors down and surround Pittsburgh's city hall."
"Deal."
...
「Three days later, at the entrance to the Pittsburgh South District.」
In the morning mist, a strange convoy of vehicles drove into the city.
Their bodies were spray-painted with all sorts of handwritten slogans or hung with crude banners.
"Appalachia Agricultural Cooperative."
"Bedford Fresh Vegetables Direct Supply."
The truck beds were filled to the brim.
Tomatoes, potatoes, beef, and freshly milked milk.
This torrent, carrying the scent of the earth, flowed into the city of steel.
Frank stood by the roadside, watching the convoy.
He directed the workers to open the back door of the community cafeteria.
