However, Jiang Chen didn't have time to chat with Zhou Guoping. There were still many things he needed to deal with.
After USS Obama went silent, the radio communication between Pan-Asia and the West Coast of North America had returned to normal.
After he came to the command center, Jiang Chen immediately held a combat meeting. All officers above the rank of battalion commander appeared in the conference room. Including Han Junhua, who was at the headquarters in Wanghai, she attended the meeting through holographic images.
"According to the information brought back by Governor Zhou, our people were sent to Panama as coolies. Although our enemies have been destroyed by the weather weapon, our compatriots are not waiting for us to take them home! " Jiang Chen clenched his right hand into a fist, slammed it on the table, and said sternly, "Li Wang, listen to my order."
"Yes!" Li Wang stood up and stared straight ahead.
"You take two thousand expeditionary troops and take our people home!"
"Yes!"
What responded to Jiang Chen was a powerful answer.
"Lu Hai."
"Yes!" A burly man stood up and stood at attention.
"The three battalions of the Hunter Corps will immediately set off to assist Commander Li to complete the mission!"
"Yes!"
"You will develop the specific combat plan. I won't interfere much." Jiang Chen looked around at the officers present and continued, "Here, I will only provide you with an idea. You will follow this idea to develop a plan."
As the commander of the expeditionary army, Li Wang took the lead and respectfully said.
"We will listen to General's orders."
"Infiltrate from the inside, break from the outside, and act quickly! Be steady! " Jiang Chen stared at Li Wang and then glanced at the holographic image of Han Junhua standing next to him. "Be sure to ensure that our colonists can return home safely."
The combat meeting lasted for an entire afternoon.
With Han Junhua's help, every detail of the battle plan, no matter how big or small, was meticulously planned. Everything was done to ensure that every detained NAC citizen was brought home from the UA concentration camp, as Jiang Chen instructed before the start of the meeting.
The next morning, with two thousand soldiers, Li Wang said goodbye to Jiang Chen and boarded Airship AS Order.
In the next two days, AS Order would head south along the California Peninsula and head in the direction of Panama. This time, Jiang Chen did not go in person. Instead, he entrusted the task of rescuing the captured colonists to Li Wang.
According to the information given by Zhou Guoping, the number of USN soldiers stationed in Panama was not large. Although it had been expanded several times, it was still less than a brigade, and many of them were recruits who had just been recruited.
…
In the laboratory, Lilith was facing the wreckage of the F-79 and fiddling with the cutter.
When the weather strike came, there were still many F-79s that did not have time to take off, and they were all parked in the hangar. The things in front of Lilith were all fished up by the people of the Beluga Station from the area where the USS Obama had crashed.
Of course, for NAC, the salvage service was not free.
Jiang Chen spent around ten thousand credits on this pile of scrap metal.
However, no matter how expensive it was, it was worth it. It was a precious pre-war technology. Whether it was for NAC or Celestial Trade in another world, it was a treasure that couldn't be measured by currency. Also, the credits were only enough for a dozen cans of canned food for NAC.
There were still a lot of good things sunk to the bottom of the sea, and the station was still salvaging them. As for what else could be salvaged, it was still worth looking forward to.
But now, NAC's scientific research mission was very clear. Jiang Chen issued orders to Fallout Shelter No. 27 in Wanghai and the field researchers who arrived in North America with the expeditionary force. They must analyze the technology in the NS-90 and F-79 as soon as possible.
The NS-90 project was carried out in an orderly manner. With the help of the employees of the Mason Military Industry Group in Fallout Shelter U17, NAC's fighter research and development capabilities had almost made a qualitative leap. On the F-79 side, with Lilith's help, there was not much of a problem.
For Jiang Chen, a boss who didn't know anything, all he could do now seemed to be waiting.
"… There is no problem with the AI. The design of this sensor system and processor chip is a bit interesting. " Lilith fiddled with the parts spread on the table, then nodded thoughtfully, "When the technology is completely analyzed, I plan to upgrade the parts on my body."
"These things have reference value for you?" Jiang Chen glanced at the pile of parts in front of him in surprise.
"Of course." Lilith said without hesitation, "I'm omnipotent in programming, but in hardware, my knowledge is completely dependent on your research. This is the first time I've seen this kind of design, and the reference value is still very high. Let's not talk about this, when do you plan to go back to that world? "
"You want to go back?"
"A little." Lilith nodded.
For an AI whose virtual world was larger than the real world, the apocalypse without the Internet was equivalent to a barren desert. Since she learned about the world from Jiang Chen, she had been yearning to go there.
Of course, it could not be ruled out that she just wanted to go back early for the next mission …
"Wait until the things here are done." Jiang Chen patted her head and said with a smile, "If you want to go back early, you have to work faster. When you're done with the things at hand, I can send you back first. "
Although Jiang Chen said so, this kind of motivation seemed to be useless to the AI. From the very beginning, she had been working with 100% efficiency, so her expressionless face and the movement of the cutter in her hand were still as steady as ever.
Jiang Chen did not stay here to disturb her work, but went to the port.
Just now, the cargo ship of the Beluga Station dragged back a batch of goods from the area where the USS Obama sank.
And this batch of goods was a bit special.
It was not wreckage with recycling value, but living people.
"Fifty credits per person! We can't go any lower, or we'll lose money. " Seeing that the NAC people had no interest in the "shipwreck" survivors they fished up, the owner of the cargo ship was a little anxious and argued with the staff responsible for taking over the goods at the port, "Think about it. People who can escape on a submersible must have a high status on the aircraft carrier! If they're not scientists, they're officers, or politicians in Congress! You'll definitely get something out of them … "
"Scientists? How many scientists do you think can escape on a submersible in that situation? It's too much to fool us like this. " The staff responsible for taking over the goods said with a smile, "What's more, the war is over. What's the use of this group of captives for us? You can either keep them for yourself, or sell them to us for ten credits per person. We'll keep them as coolies and recycle them. "
Just as the captain of the Beluga Station argued with the staff, Jiang Chen, who received a call, had already arrived at the port area.
Just as he was about to find someone in charge to ask what was going on, Jiang Chen saw an interesting figure among the group of captives, and a playful smile appeared on his face …
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