At the beginning of October, Pingan Street finally welcomed the first snow of the year.
The flag of NAC had been flying over the Pan-Asia Cooperation Building for more than a week. The change of dynasty in Pingan Street did not cause any chaos. The survivors were more or less used to this change and continued their lives as usual.
Thanks to the chaotic battle, zombies spread from the underground to the surface, making the entire Shangjing more dangerous.
Now Shangjing, even within the Third Ring Road, was no longer as safe as before. The caravans had to bring more mercenaries and add more weapons to the trucks to ensure the safety of the caravans. The small survivor settlements living outside the giant wall also increased their stockpiles of weapons.
Because of these reasons, the factories on Pingan Street were a lot livelier, and the originally quiet arms business was booming again.
As time went by, good news continued to come.
First of all, it was the Russians. The death of Yegor hit the morale of the Uelen Border Guards and made ambitious people stand up. It was said that there had been an internal strife, and that several of them had been killed, and that the Russians had divided into two groups; one seemed to have decided to remain, while the other, under the leadership of a certain Sedov, were going back to Moscow, their native town.
Moscow was really far away from here, so far that it was hard to imagine whether they would really have the opportunity to return there.
But come to think of it, if they continued to maintain this nomadic style of killing and robbing along the way, they might really be able to return to their homeland alive and bring disaster to Europe.
Of course, the premise was that along the way, they didn't encounter a powerful force like NAC, or some extreme mutant creatures that could not be defeated by humans …
On the other hand, the third line of defense was being built higher and higher, and it was finally built to a level where zombies could not approach.
There would no longer be zombies stepping on the bodies of their own kind to rush up the wall, and there would no longer be a need to use bayonets …
Behind the third line of defense, the collapsed giant wall had also been rebuilt. Engineering vehicles and engineering robots were working on the reinforced concrete construction site and began the difficult and long reconstruction work.
The resources transported from Line 0 provided a wealth of materials for the reconstruction of the giant wall. In particular, the special cement solved the urgent need of Pingan Street.
Other than bringing all the power armors back, Jiang Chen did not plan to transport the resources back to Wanghai. Instead, he chose to leave them in the warehouse on Pingan Street and sell them to local factories.
Disregarding the fact that he was a living "resource transfer station", the Sixth Street's resource recovery technology was becoming more and more advanced. A lot of materials that were previously difficult to recycle could now be converted into usable resources at a relatively low cost.
Resources and food were gradually becoming self-sufficient. Jiang Chen hadn't transported supplies here for a long time. Instead, he often transported the power armors produced here to the modern world to arm his power armor brigade in the modern world.
The last piece of good news was that the NAC General was ready to return home.
Now that Shangjing was incorporated into the territory of NAC, Line 0 was emptied, and the Russians were no longer a threat, the day of victory was naturally getting closer.
As for whether or not this was good news, most survivors did not have a clear concept. However, at the thought that the huge steel shadow was about to leave their heads, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
No one liked having an electromagnetic cannon hanging over their heads.
Just like no one likes being held at gunpoint.
"It's snowing."
Standing on the giant wall, Jiang Chen gazed at the distant skyline.
Across the scattered snow, the tall buildings in the distance and the hazy glimmer of the morning sun connected into a line. If it weren't for the devastated buildings and streets, sometimes he really felt like he was in the center of a prosperous world.
Standing beside Jiang Chen, Lu Fan had already changed into a new military uniform. He took a sip of white mist and exclaimed.
"Yes."
"I'll leave the Fourth Division to you. If there are any difficulties, remember to contact me."
"Definitely," Lu Fan said solemnly.
Jiang Chen nodded, patted him on the shoulder, and used his eyes to replace the farewell words. He turned and walked in the direction of the elevator on the side of the giant wall.
Zheng Shanhe followed behind Jiang Chen. When he passed by Lu Fan, he stopped, pounded his chest with his right fist, and performed a NAC military salute to his former boss. It was a congratulatory promotion and a wordless farewell.
Lu Fan returned the military salute, punched his former subordinate in the chest, and grinned.
"The brothers of the Guard Force, I'll leave them to you."
Zheng Shanhe raised his head and solemnly promised.
"Yes!"
…
"Get ready, let's go!"
Following Li Wang's rough voice, a melodious whistle sounded on the loaded AS Order.
The vortex engine gradually bloomed with a faint blue arc, pushing the steel behemoth slowly forward.
In the sight of the survivors in Shangjing, more than ten airships, led by the steel airships, sailed away to the south and finally turned into a string of black spots on the horizon …
Inside the cabin of AS Order, the electric furnace slowly exuded a drowsy warmth.
Yao Yao was lying in front of the round window, humming a lovely tune, blowing mist on the glass window, and drawing abstract things with her fingers.
Jiang Chen sat on a comfortable recliner and looked at the condensed ice crystals outside the window. While enjoying the drowsy warmth, he let his thoughts wander and passed the boring travel time.
"We'll arrive in Wanghai tomorrow morning."
"We'll return to the modern world after a while."
"I don't know how Ayesha, Xia Shiyu, and Natasha are doing? Did you get along well with him? "
"When I return to the modern world, a lot of things have to be done."
Just as Jiang Chen was about to fall asleep, a pair of clear and bright eyes moved from the window to his arm and stared at him.
"Are you ready to sleep?"
A soft voice sounded in his ear.
To be honest, Jiang Chen couldn't fall asleep after being stared at like this.
"Mhmm." Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and gently pinched the delicate face. He smiled softly. "I'm going to lie down for a while. What's the matter?"
"Then …" Yao Yao's face was red. She pinched the corner of her dress coyly and said softly, "Then can we sleep together like last time?"
"Uh … yes." Jiang Chen raised his eyelids. "Help me turn down the heat."
He really didn't want to move at all.
"Mhmm!" Yao Yao nodded happily and immediately ran to the electric furnace. She turned down the power and returned to the recliner. She took off her slippers and climbed on top of Jiang Chen with a blushing face.
The soft white hair carelessly rubbed against his body. Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel restless.
But very quickly, this charming and gentle feeling that lingered in his heart gradually calmed down along with that even breathing sound ….
Perhaps it was because it was too warm, the little girl quickly fell asleep on his chest.
Looking at the blissful Yao Yao in his arms, Jiang Chen gently smiled and buried his nose in her fluffy hair.
Smelling the jasmine-like fragrance, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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