Securing the airport was usually the top priority, even ahead of investigating the situation in the colony.
After all, only when the runway was clear could they evacuate North America under any circumstances.
The surrendered predators were escorted to the airport. While Zheng Shanhe was lecturing them, Jiang Chen took a few guards to clear the zombies in the airport building.
These zombies wandering in the airport were originally raised by the Airport Gang to guard the gate. It had to be said that these slow-witted Living Dead were quite good at finding traces of the living. However, Jiang Chen and the others didn't need these annoying things. The drones could guard the door for them, so they cleaned them up.
It was just past noon, and the Aerospace G100, which had returned, once again visited the West Coast of North America and dropped supplies.
In this batch of supplies across the Pacific Ocean, in addition to the runway repair equipment, several large boxes of canned food, self-heating lunch boxes, and ammunition that Jiang Chen couldn't take out directly, there was also the portable artillery for the T-3 power armor, and the Type-57 electromagnetic pulse cannon for the N-100 armor.
In addition, Jiang Chen also found something good in the supply box.
It was a lunch box with a rabbit pattern on it, and it was still warm to the touch. There was a note next to the box. Seeing the beautiful handwriting, Jiang Chen immediately guessed who it was. He hid the lunch box with a blush, walked to a place with no one around, opened the lid, and began to work hard.
Without a doubt, this lunch box was Yao Yao's masterpiece. She was the best cook in the family, so he couldn't count on Sun Jiao. In the lunch box, in addition to Jiang Chen's favorite smoked meat and grilled sausages, the white rice surrounded by broccoli was decorated with a few tantalizing red cuttlefish.
Jiang Chen had to admit that the little girl's cooking was getting better and better. He simply took out a can of beer from the storage dimension. While drinking, he cleaned up his lunch, wiped his mouth, jumped back into the power armor, and headed to the airport.
At this time, Zheng Shanhe and the others had basically finished eating and were resting next to the runway. As for the predators, half a tube of nutrient supply had already been consumed. They were now carrying equipment and working on the bumpy runway.
Jiang Chen walked over to greet Zheng Shanhe and the others, then looked at Jessica, who was squatting on the side.
As a slave of the General himself, she didn't have to work under the scorching sun with the raiders.
"Do you want some?" When he heard the sound of her swallowing, Jiang Chen deliberately picked up a can from the supply box and tossed it in his hand with a sinister smile. "If you want to eat, just say it. How would I know if you don't tell me?"
Although Jessica knew that Jiang Chen was most likely teasing her, she still looked at him with a flattering expression and pitifully looked at the can in his hand.
"Too bad I forgot to bring dog food." After throwing the can back into the supply box, Jiang Chen sat on the steps next to him. In Jessica's eyes that turned from disappointment to surprise, he threw a pack of compressed biscuits into her arms. "I'm going to Chinatown in a while. Give me directions."
Jiang Chen understood the concept of giving a carrot after a stick.
When dealing with the natives, they naturally had to rely on the natives. Since she was wearing the collar, Jiang Chen was not afraid that she would run away, nor was he afraid that she would play tricks. What he needed now was for her to work hard. At this time, a pack of biscuits or instant noodles was more useful than anything else.
"You're going to Chinatown?" The hand that was about to tear open the bag stopped, and a trace of fear appeared on Jessica's face. She said in a trembling voice, "I can't go there. They will definitely kill me if they see me. Let Hardy show you the way. Taking me there will only bring you trouble. "
"Hardy's leg is broken, and someone will have to carry him." Jiang Chen waved his hand impatiently. "Don't worry, there is an old saying in Hua, you have to look at the owner before you beat a dog. Since you have this collar around your neck, no one can touch you before I leave North America … Well, just in case, I still want to ask, what did you do? "
"I stole their boss's bottle cap," Jessica said cautiously.
"That's it?"
"I even kicked his balls while I was at it …"
"…"
…
Located in Santa Monica, Chinatown was not the traditional Los Santos Chinatown. Instead, it was a tourist Chinese community. In addition to a few antique Chinese buildings, there were also many buildings from other East Asian countries.
After the war, because of the influx of a large number of Chinese refugees in Los Santos, the local Chinese fully displayed the fine tradition of working together in the face of difficulties and eventually developed into a local force that could not be underestimated. Although this area on the West Coast was not comparable to the Minutemen and the National Guard, it was far from being comparable to ordinary survivor settlements or raider gangs.
Coincidentally, after asking, Jiang Chen found that among the captives kidnapped by the Airport Gang, there were people from Chinatown. Although he was just an ordinary survivor with no identity, he could be considered a stepping stone.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jiang Chen did not take Jessica with him. Instead, he asked her to point the way on the map. Then he took the six guards and the freed captive to Chinatown about two kilometers away.
Standing in front of the entrance to Chinatown, in front of everyone was a huge iron gate and two soldiers guarding the gate.
"Stop! In front of us is the territory of Chinatown! Caravans, please show your certificate. Unauthorized personnel, please leave immediately! " Standing at the entrance of the street, two soldiers in kinetic skeletons with rifles on their waists looked at Jiang Chen and the others with vigilance.
Judging from the weapons on them, the equipment of Chinatown should be quite good. Although these two kinetic skeletons were handmade products made by welding guns, it was better than nothing.
Jiang Chen roughly glanced at the heavy machine gun at the door and had a rough idea of the strength of Chinatown. Just as he was about to speak, the rescued Chinatown boy behind him took two steps forward.
"Zhu Zi! I'm Ping from next door! "
The soldier named Zhu Zi's eyes widened and he stared at his old friend in disbelief.
"You, you are really Ping? Wait, weren't you captured by the bandits at the airport? "
"The Airport Gang has been destroyed! I was forced out by them! " Wang Ping turned around and looked at Jiang Chen gratefully. Then he reached out and introduced to the soldier named Zhu Zi, "They are our people, compatriots from the other side of the Pacific Ocean!"
Looking at Jiang Chen and the few people behind Jiang Chen, the soldier's eyes were obviously a bit surprised. After exchanging eye contact with his comrade next to him, he stepped forward and cupped his fists. "It turns out to be compatriots. I apologize for my rudeness. Please wait for a moment, I will immediately ask General Zhao for instructions. "
Leaving this sentence, the soldier named Zhu Zi turned into the guard room and grabbed the phone from the wall.
It didn't take long before the door slowly opened.
Surrounded by a group of soldiers, a man also wearing a kinetic skeleton walked out from behind the door. He smiled at Jiang Chen and extended his right hand in a friendly manner.
"Haha, welcome to Chinatown, friends from afar. I'm Smith Zhao. Please forgive me for not welcoming you earlier. "
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