Jiang Chen provided ten crystal fuel rods to the fallout shelter.
The fuel rods were similar to the 100mm nuclear fusion core, but instead of one gram of tritium used for nuclear fusion, it contained 1000 crystal fragments. It was an enlarged version of the fuel rods used in the apocalypse. The output was similar to the nuclear fusion core, but the energy was only one-tenth of the nuclear fusion core.
The ten crystal fuel rods were enough to sustain the fallout shelter for a month. Jiang Chen personally sent them underground.
"I won't give you the hope of storing energy for the winter. Also, if your research slows down, I will reduce the supply to you. "
While delivering the ten crystal fuel rods, Jiang Chen also gave them the research task.
Design a light armor, high mobility, and high firepower self-propelled cannon as an improved version of the Tiger. Using a truck to pull a cannon was a bit outdated. Since there was a better armor, Jiang Chen wouldn't let go of this opportunity.
"Without the restriction of order, this is the most reasonable choice." To Jiang Chen's threat, Han Junhua only nodded calmly.
"Don't you want to try harder? There are more benefits. "Jiang Chen smiled.
"No need." Han Junhua shook her head. "Danger can make people stay clear-headed."
Especially since she knew that even if she asked, Jiang Chen wouldn't back down on this point.
"Haha, a wise choice. But to be honest, this is the first time I've met such an interesting opponent. "Jiang Chen smiled as he turned around and entered the elevator.
Han Junhua didn't deny the term opponent. She looked at Jiang Chen and calmly blinked.
"Am I very interesting?"
"Of course, not everyone can break free from the shackles of human nature and think purely with rationality. I have to say, you are a talent. Are all the PAC colonels at this level? "Jiang Chen sighed.
If that was the case, then PAC was too scary.
"Does this have anything to do with military rank?" Han Junhua retorted.
Jiang Chen paused for a moment before he laughed. "Of course not. In other places I have seen colonels, majors, and the like. Their brains aren't all that bright. Some are obsessed with technology, some are arrogant and conceited … I'm just curious. "
"Where?" Han Junhua asked another question.
"In my back garden." Jiang Chen laughed and said a truth that could easily be misunderstood.
"You don't have to worry about your garden's survival." Han Junhua said. She automatically translated the back garden as Fishbone base, and the colonels were just titles he randomly gave out.
"You're right. Although there are concerns, it's not too serious. "Jiang Chen nodded, but he was talking about another world.
He had not experienced the irreconcilable economic crisis caused by the energy crisis in 2150, nor was he a sociologist. He could not imagine what would happen under the extreme opposition between countries.
"That's really enviable," Han Junhua said expressionlessly.
"Can I ask you another question?"
"Ask away," Han Junhua said briefly.
"What is it that makes you want to go against me? The dignity of a soldier? Or loyalty? But if there was no humanity, would there still be such boring things? Especially since PAC no longer exists. "Jiang Chen laughed.
Han Junhua did not answer directly.
"Do you understand the word responsibility?"
"I see. I understand now."
Jiang Chen smiled and did not say goodbye. He turned around and walked into the elevator.
Han Junhua frowned as she watched the elevator go up.
…
When he returned to the surface, Jiang Chen handed over the defense of the base to Cheng Weiguo's deputy, Wang Zhaowu, and ordered him to keep an eye on the underground fallout shelter. He would also contact the embassy every other day to ensure the safety of Xu Lu and her staff stationed in fallout shelter 027.
When he heard Jiang Chen's order, Wang Zhaowu was confused at first. Because right now, the troops stationed at the base and the blue skins at camp 27 were getting along well. But Jiang Chen did not explain the situation to him and only repeatedly reminded him.
"If the elevator malfunctions, or something unusual prevents the surface from communicating with the underground, just contact me directly …"
"Yes, General!" Although still confused, Wang Zhaowu didn't say anything else.
Jiang Chen nodded as he was pleased with his work attitude.
"Keep an eye on this, don't let other people know."
After he finished the last sentence, Jiang Chen left the command center of the camp and walked to the empty space in the center.
One-fourth of the wall construction was completed, and the main body of the project could be completed in a week. Over the past few days, the Fishbone soldiers had scouted the entire terrain of Songjiang and didn't find any powerful raider groups.
Although there were three armed groups similar in strength to the Huizhong Mercenaries that were eliminated, and their nature was unclear, with the current strength of the Fishbone base, there was no need to worry about those small fries. To reduce the number of variables, before the wall construction was completed, Jiang Chen already told Wang Zhaowu to ignore them.
He called the soldiers already lined up in the center of the camp and walked to the camp gate with Cheng Weiguo.
"Old Cheng, how about we make a bet?"
When they got in the car, Jiang Chen looked at the gate of camp 27 and suddenly laughed.
"Haha, boss, you must be joking. Other than a few packs of cigarettes, what else do I have to bet with you?" Cheng Weiguo laughed.
Food, everyone knew Jiang Chen did not lack food.
When he heard his subordinate say that, Jiang Chen paused for a moment before he also laughed.
"Ahem, speaking of this, I've been thinking about a problem."
When he heard the leader wanted to discuss something with him, Cheng Weiguo immediately put away his joking expression and became serious.
"Don't be so serious, I'm just asking for your opinion." Jiang Chen waved his hand and took out two cigarettes from his pocket. He gave one to Cheng Weiguo and lit one for himself. "What do you think about the living conditions of the survivors at the Fishbone base?"
He had been thinking that since the Fishbone base developed to such a large scale, should they open up a market economy? For example, giving everyone a salary and using the salary to buy food at the base.
But Cheng Weiguo didn't think that much. He just felt that the boss was caring for his subordinates, so he quickly said,
"Everyone is well-fed and living a good life."
Jiang Chen smiled and realized that from his perspective, he would get the same answer no matter who he asked, so he didn't say anything else.
"Speaking of which, boss, what are you going to bet with me?" Cheng Weiguo asked.
Hearing this, Jiang Chen smiled, stuck the cigarette out the window, and shook the ash at the gate of camp 27.
"Within a month, without firing a single shot, this fallout shelter belongs to me."
…
Han Junhua finally sent away the "God of Plague" and returned to the fallout shelter. She let out a sigh of relief.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the way he looked at her was not normal.
Strange, it didn't seem like hostility.
More like mockery?
Shaking her head, Han Junhua passed through the arched door and walked to her office.
Unsurprisingly, a middle-aged man with a displeased expression stood at the door.
"Since we already obtained the energy, why don't we immediately resume the normal supply?"
"The supply will gradually resume, but the supply will lean towards the researchers," Han Junhua said emotionlessly.
"Why?" Wu Yaguo questioned.
"Because we are working for someone else." Han Junhua didn't stop. She walked around Wu Yaguo and opened the office door.
When the fallout shelter was closed, everyone's work was easy. Most people didn't even have to work. The production facilities were highly automated. As long as energy was supplied, food and water could be obtained. In a closed social environment, there was no competition between species. The lazy work habits were deeply ingrained over the past 20 years. Although a lot of people were high-tech talents, no matter how knowledgeable the lazy people were, it was difficult for them to produce the research efficiency they should have.
Now that the energy stored in the fallout shelter was used up, the door was opened. The Fishbone base's energy supply wasn't free. If they continued to maintain the previous egalitarianism, it would only make everyone "die" from laziness.
"Who caused all of this!" Han Junhua's disregard made Wu Yaguo furious. He reached out his hand in anger and wanted to grab her shoulder.
But before his hand could touch her shoulder, he felt a pain in his leg. His vision turned upside down as he fell to the ground.
A gun was pointed at his head. Han Junhua casually let go of the hand that was squeezing his arm.
"From now on, the fallout shelter council is dissolved. I will use the highest authority of the leader to take back all the authority the previous leader gave to the resident representative."
"Okay, Ms. Han Junhua."
The radio above her head transmitted an electric voice. The main control terminal of fallout shelter 027 had approved her decision.
"You, you can't do this." Wu Yaguo's face turned pale.
"But I can." Han Junhua put away the gun as she walked into the office and closed the door.
The energy crisis was solved. The emotions of the residents returned to normal. It was time to clean up the mess.
After entering the door, Han Junhua saw Academician Qin standing in front of the office table.
"What's the matter?" He asked curtly. She sat back on the office table.
"Mhmm, I heard … you sent Leader Zhang's daughter to be the ambassador stationed at the Fishbone base?" Academician Qin hesitated for a moment before he slowly said.
Zhang Yuzhu, that seemed to be her name. The former fallout shelter leader Zhang Qiming gave her a way out and took her in.
"Mhmm, she has a good personality and is very cheerful. Because she was born in the fallout shelter, she doesn't have any unrealistic thoughts. She is very suitable for this job. " It was enough to make a mistake once. Sending Shi Yongtian as the negotiator of the advance team to the surface was a mistake in itself.
The people who experienced the prosperity before the war, when they saw the survivors struggling in the ruins, it was hard to guarantee that they wouldn't develop a superior mentality. But the people who were born in the fallout shelter were different. They truly yearned for everything on the surface. They wouldn't care if it was ruins or not.
If they could gain the friendship of the Fishbone base and peacefully merge into the Fishbone base in the future, fallout shelter 027 would have a certain status. This was the best result Han Junhua could imagine.
Seeing that Academician Qin still hadn't left, Han Junhua stopped her work and looked up.
"Is there anything else?"
"Mhmm, there is a letter … My old friend asked me to give it to you." Academician Qin handed over the crumpled envelope.
Han Junhua glanced at the signature and took the envelope.
"Why are you only giving it to me now?" She opened the letter as she asked nonchalantly.
"Because I thought now would be more suitable …"
Han Junhua's fingers trembled as she held the letter. She took a deep breath and hid the sadness behind the mask.
It was the sorrow for her mission.
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