U17, the name of the fallout shelter where Matthew was located, was located in the desert on the border between Nevada and California. Unlike the fallout shelters in North America and Pan-Asia, 80% of the fallout shelters were funded by insurance companies or other financial institutions and established under private names.
For most private fallout shelters, the amount of money spent in the subscription directly determined the quality of life after living in the fallout shelter. Some private fallout shelters were contracted by some large companies as employee benefits for the company's core employees.
The U17 fallout shelter belonged to the latter group.
As the main design company of the NS-90, the wealthy Mason Military Industry Group subscribed for "doomsday insurance" for almost every employee, scattered in a total of 19 fallout shelters in the Nevada desert.
As the supervisor of the fallout shelter, Matthew naturally knew the details of the fallout shelter residents. So when Jiang Chen said the name NS-90, he immediately thought of the researchers who participated in the design of NS-90.
The word UA was too far away for him, but NAC was their savior.
If Jiang Chen needed help, he would certainly not be stingy with it.
"That's great! Can I borrow your researchers for a while? Of course, I will pay you at a reasonable price, "Jiang Chen said.
"I'll talk to them for you, but I don't think it should be a big problem." Matthew waved his hand. "There's no need for compensation. This little help is not enough to repay the favor we owe you. If you feel bad, you can give those technicians a salary. But the world has become like this, what's the point of money? "
Although Matthew declined the payment, Jiang Chen still sent them a batch of supplies as their reward. He believed that with the addition of these 20 researchers from the Mason Group, it was only a matter of time before the technology of NS-90 was thoroughly understood.
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The next morning, a group of guests arrived at the door of the fortress.
To be precise, it was a group of guests belonging to two different forces.
The messengers sent by Li Wang to Liberty City and Steel City did not disappoint the General's trust and successfully convinced the leaders of the National Guard and Minuteman. Even if they did not sign an alliance on the spot, they at least aroused enough interest.
Jiang Chen returned to Outpost Town with the NAC delegation and met the two representatives from the National Guard and Minuteman at the door.
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Jiang Chen. My name is Barry Clive." The red-haired man nodded slightly to show his respect. He extended his right hand and shook Jiang Chen's hand. "On behalf of the West Coast Militia, I would like to express my greetings to you."
"Russell Gilbert, National Guard sergeant." Another man in power armor looked rather serious as he nodded calmly. "There's no need for pleasantries. Frankly speaking, we are very interested in your proposed alliance. The City of Steel will not accept anyone's rule, regardless of whether it is the United States, the British Empire, or the Native American Kingdom. But there is one thing we must be clear about. "
"That's right." The red-haired Barry nodded. "If turning off the weather weapon is one of your goals …"
When Jiang Chen heard this sentence, he immediately understood what he meant, so he smiled and dispelled the concerns in their minds.
"You can rest assured that although the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center is also one of our targets, we do not intend to shut it down. We only intend to make some minor adjustments to its climate guidance program. On the issue of weather weapons, our interests are completely aligned. "
No one liked a nuclear winter to come to them, and the two major forces, the National Guard and the Minuteman, were no exception. If the price of driving out the United States was spring on the West Coast, then they had to carefully weigh the pros and cons of the two.
"What kind of adjustments?" Russell Gilbert asked calmly.
"For example, we can transfer the climate disasters on the West Coast and the east coast of Pan-Asia to the interior of North America and the east coast of the Rocky Mountains, or we can simply throw all the trouble to South America south of Panama, or even the European continent across the Atlantic Ocean." Jiang Chen smiled evilly and then said, "If you are willing to accept our proposal, we are even willing to share the energy expenses of the weather weapon with you. If I'm not mistaken, it should require a lot of energy to operate this kind of weather weapon. "
Russell and Barry looked at each other, exchanged opinions with their eyes, and finally accepted Jiang Chen's proposal.
At Jiang Chen's invitation, the two came to the office of the Governor's Mansion and drafted the draft of the alliance on the spot.
Russell and Barry reviewed it again and again. After confirming that there were no problems, as representatives of the National Guard and the Minuteman, they signed their names at the end of the draft.
The revised alliance did not change much from the original one, but a few clauses were added at the end.
First of all, after the weather weapon was put under control, the East Coast of Pan-Asia and the West Coast of North America would be included in the scope of climate protection, and climate disasters would be transferred to the Mediterranean region, as well as central Africa and other places.
As an outsider, NAC would bear 60% of the energy expenses of the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center, and the Minuteman and the National Guard would each bear 20%. In exchange, the two major forces would introduce NAC's credit point system, and the Sixth Street Bank would be responsible for helping them establish a credit point payment network.
From the date of signing the alliance, the currency settlement of trade between Liberty City, Steel City, and NAC Outpost Town would be conducted using credits.
When determining NAC's policy for North American survivors, Jiang Chen discussed it with Chu Nan and Han Junhua many times before they set off. After careful consideration, they finally decided to start with trade and use soft colonization instead of direct intervention.
After all, for him, the only thing that really interested him in North America was the pre-war technology buried under the ruins. And these things could be obtained through trade, as long as he or the merchants of the Sixth Street clearly showed interest in these things.
Two thousand "Rangers" from the Minuteman and one thousand "Pioneers" from the National Guard would participate in this war to fight against the "invasion" of the UA.
When the alliance was signed, Barry and Russell left one after another.
After sending the two representatives to the door, Jiang Chen gave them two gifts.
One was tea, and the other was cigars.
Looking at their surprised expressions, Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"Cigars from Colombia, I can guarantee that they are as authentic as the ones before the war."
"I thank you for your gift on behalf of Mr. Eddie." Russell solemnly accepted the gift, but he was secretly shocked.
Not because of NAC's financial resources, but because of the information revealed in Jiang Chen's short sentence.
Does NAC also have colonies in South America?
Russell wasn't sure, but if this was true, then the strength of these Asians was too terrifying.
Watching the two teams go away, Jiang Chen grinned, turned around, and returned to the Governor's Mansion.
Looking at the signature at the bottom of the document and the title of the anti-UA alliance at the head, he couldn't help but laugh.
The North American National Guard and the post-war militia joined forces with foreign colonists to fight against the USN that attempted to revive the UA. Putting aside objective factors, this alliance was strange no matter how one looked at it. But in any case, now they stood together.
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The soldiers on USS Obama had to face not the NAC first, but their future citizens.
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