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Chapter 1160

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Ding Liwei's words focused everyone's attention on Jiang Chen.

No one naively thought that NAC's reinforcements were here for a good cause. Now that Ding Liwei made it clear, many people were relieved.

Since it was something that would happen sooner or later, it was better for everyone to solve it as soon as possible. Otherwise, when the trouble was solved, the two sides would argue about benefits, which would hurt the relationship.

Jiang Chen took a sip of tea and said softly.

"Of course, after all, there is no free lunch in the world."

"I can understand. Then, may I know what your terms are? " Ding Liwei looked at Jiang Chen and continued, "In order to avoid unnecessary disputes in the future, why don't we discuss it first?"

Jiang Chen smiled.

"Since Ding Liwei said so, of course, I have no opinion."

After a pause, Jiang Chen extended a finger. "First, you will be responsible for the military expenses of the expeditionary force."

Ding Liwei said in a relaxed tone, "This is not a problem. After all, you traveled thousands of miles to help us. Of course, we won't let you work for nothing. I just don't know how much the military expenses are. "

"Not much." Jiang Chen smiled. "Ten million crystals should be enough."

The conference table fell into a strange silence.

Ding Liwei's relaxed expression froze on his face, Manager Wan's mouth twitched, and Xu Tiannan, who was drinking tea, almost spat it out. The faces of all the survivors present turned a little ugly.

Ten million crystals!

That was enough to buy more than two hundred power armors!

It was not that they couldn't afford to take out so many crystals, but if they took it out, all their treasuries would be emptied!

"Ahem, Mr. Jiang, please don't joke around." Xu Tiannan wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth and forced an unnatural smile. "Ten million crystals … this, this is a bit too much, right?"

"Is it too much?" Jiang Chen made a helpless expression. "This is still a discounted price, okay?"

"Discounted price?! Even the most powerful mercenary group in Shangjing only costs one hundred crystals per soldier, and you're asking for ten million?! Mr. Jiang, we sincerely took the initiative to let you name a price, you don't have to be so indecent, right? "Manager Wan couldn't help but say.

"Do those mercenaries have exoskeletons?"

With just one sentence, Jiang Chen blocked all of Manager Wan's complaints.

"Do they have power armors?"

"Is there a tank?"

"Or an airship?"

Jiang Chen looked at the survivors who were getting more and more embarrassed and spread his hands.

"Since we don't, how can you expect us to offer the same price as them? Our NAC expeditionary force has a kinetic skeleton, and the power armors have formed two reinforced companies. Do you still think 10 million crystals is expensive? "

Then, Jiang Chen shook his head, touched his chin, and said to himself, "Hiss … Now that you mention it, why do I feel like I lost out?"

"Ten million it is. Not a loss, not a loss." Xu Tiannan signaled Manager Wan and Leader Ding with his eyes and quickly agreed. He looked at Jiang Chen with a smile. "It's just that 10 million is too much. We can't take it out immediately."

Money could be earned again. If he sent a hunting team to the rural area, he could earn at least ten thousand crystals. But if he lost his life, no matter how many crystals were piled up in the warehouse, it would all be given to the barbarians from the north!

"Archbishop Xu is easy to talk to." Jiang Chen smiled and looked at the other survivors. "What about you?"

"I don't have an opinion," someone said expressionlessly.

"Ten million it is … Everyone is paying together anyway." Someone said with a forced smile.

"I suggest we pay according to the number of people. Our survivor settlement only has five or six hundred people. We can't afford that many crystals at all," someone said with a troubled expression.

"Nonsense! Your Xinrui Building is the richest in the entire Dongcheng District! Five or six hundred people? Hmph, I'm afraid you don't treat slaves as people, right? "Some people exposed the truth.

"…"

Listening to the argument at the conference table, Jiang Chen waved his hand and signaled them to stop arguing.

"Then how to pay 10 million and how much each family will pay, you can go back and discuss it. It doesn't matter if you don't have crystals, real estate, industrial equipment is fine. We're not picky. " Jiang Chen smiled, paused for a moment, changed to a serious tone, and then said, "In addition, there is information that CCCP's tanks may use the subway line to move. Before they are familiar with the map, I suggest you move your personnel and belongings to Pingan Street. "

Jiang Chen noticed that when he finished this sentence, the faces of the survivors did not show panic and fear, but instead showed a strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the leaders looked at each other and did not speak, Jiang Chen asked, "Is there a problem?"

"Are you sure they will use the subway as a mobile route?" Ding Liwei said with a strange expression.

"If there are no accidents, yes." Jiang Chen turned on his watch, enlarged the holographic screen, and gently pushed it to the center of the conference table. "From a geographical point of view, they are next to the Line 35 subway entrance Badaling Station. Unless they think that the thickness of the armor can overcome air superiority, the subway network in Shangjing is their only choice. "

"The subway is not a good choice," Xu Tiannan said with the same strange expression, "I can guarantee."

"Why?" Jiang Chen frowned.

Manager Wan sighed.

"You just arrived in Shangjing, so you may not know. It is no exaggeration to say that the subway network is definitely the most dangerous place in Shangjing … "



Manager Wan was right, and even a little humble.

It was no exaggeration to say that the subway network in Shangjing was definitely the most dangerous area in the entire Pan-Asia North.

If one thought about it carefully, what place could be safer than the subway in the aftermath of a disaster? Chu Nan even suggested to Jiang Chen that if the nuclear winter continued to worsen, they should simply move NAC to the underground of Wanghai. Not to mention, after the renovation of the subway in Shangjing in the early 22nd century, it was originally used as a strategic civil defense facility.

If the more than 40 subway lines in Shangjing were really that useful, why didn't Pingan Street change its name to Subway Street? Why didn't the survivors hide underground?

The deafening sound of the cannon echoed in the dark subway tunnel.

"Why are there so many zombies!" With half of his body sticking out of the Polar Bear Tank, Yegor looked at the dense zombie tide in front of him and couldn't help but curse, "Sit tight, get ready to crush them!"

More than a dozen tanks formed a charging phalanx, and with full horsepower, they crushed the zombies that gathered.

As early as when the reconnaissance company he sent contacted the survivors of Shangjing, he studied the map of Shangjing and set his sights on the entrance of the No. 35 subway line near Badaling. After sending people to investigate the situation under the subway, he immediately ordered the entire army to move to the subway station.

When he saw the steel airship floating in the sky, he ordered the entire army to move to the subway station without hesitation.

Needless to say, the subway in Shangjing in the 22nd century was really spacious. In the open area, there was no problem for eight tanks to travel side by side. After a simple transformation by the engineers, the waiting hall was a good place to set up camp.

However, this smoothness did not last long.

Soon, they encountered the first wave of zombies …

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