Reveal the Garden of Eden Project to the Dusk Church?
From the perspective of the entire human race, this might be a beneficial and harmless choice.
But unfortunately, Jiang Chen was a selfish person. Although he didn't mind living a good life for himself and helping others to live a good life, he didn't mind living a good life. But there was a prerequisite here, and that was that this "generosity" must be led by him.
Perhaps one day he would agree to build the Garden of Eden, but it would be a Garden of Eden controlled by the NAC. As to passing the Garden of Eden Project to others, he would never consider it.
"If their final plan is to build a space colonization ship to leave the earth, then they also have no conflict of interest with us," Han Junhua said.
"That's a shame. They are destined to not be able to fly." Jiang Chen smiled.
Han Junhua sighed, crossed her arms, and looked at the holographic map.
"Then war is the only way. But based on the ammunition storage in Shenxiang, if we can't take down Jia City in ten days, we will have to give up on the Seventh Area. "
Shenxiang was the source of raw materials, and the firearms production line was concentrated at the Fishbone base and the Sixth Street. Although they seized a large amount of firearms and steel from the Seventh Area, they didn't discover the firearms production line.
If they gave up on the Seventh Area and mobilized the First Division to defend, it meant the plan to conquer the mutated humans would only be half completed. The mutated humans could retake the Seventh Area and use the long winter to recuperate.
If NAC suffered heavy losses in the mutant flood, the mutated humans would undoubtedly take advantage of the situation to attack. If the mutant flood continued until this time next year …
When the first mutant flood occurred, the entire earth was in a nuclear winter, and it was many times colder than the past few years. Jiang Chen didn't think the mutants would obediently go back to the ground during winter, so he couldn't bet on the mutant flood ending this year.
"Ammunition storage?" Jiang Chen's eyebrows locked together.
"Mainly mortar shells and 5 kg, 10 kg bombs. Light weapon ammunition is sufficient, but we don't have the ability to use human lives to fill it," Han Junhua said emotionlessly.
In other words, they lacked heavy weapons.
A smile suddenly appeared on Jiang Chen's face.
"I have an idea, as long as there are enough shells, right?"
Han Junhua looked at Jiang Chen.
"Using a helicopter to transport from the Fishbone base? But considering the ammunition reserves and production in the base, there is no room to support the 1st Army. "
The Fishbone base released approximately 200 rounds of mortar shells and 300 rounds of 5kg bombs per day. To meet this consumption, the ammunition production line was operating at full speed.
"There's no need to transport it from the Fishbone base. I can take care of it elsewhere." Jiang Chen shook his head with an evil smile on his face.
Han Junhua speechlessly looked at the smile on Jiang Chen's face as it reminded her of a not-so-great memory.
…
Limited by technological factors, the weapons of the 21st century were inferior to those of the 22nd century. For example, if the "Wanderer" of NAC's First Corps was brought to the modern world to fight against a mechanized division, who would win?
It could only be said that the number of "mechanized divisions" left completely depended on how much the Wanderer tanks could use the particle cannon and the coaxial electromagnetic pulse cannon before their fuel and ammunition ran out.
Unless it was directly hit by a high-yield explosive such as a nuclear bomb, the modern world's weapons had no effect on the Wanderer's armor.
But when it came to the efficiency of killing zombies, a single mechanized division was more efficient than the entire NAC First Division. As to why? The reason was simple.
Because when faced with something without any technical content, all the technical content was unnecessary!
For example, killing zombies or using artillery to clear the ground.
What difference would it make if a Katyusha flew over with precision guidance? Other than the defense and mobility changes. Aside from the dangerous mutants, how many regular mutants could survive, let alone zombies?
The same logic applied to the mutated humans. The anti-tank cannons and individual rockets in their hands could pose a significant threat to the armored force of the First Division. If an M2A1 tank was brought to the front line, without a doubt, the mutated humans could destroy it with one round of anti-tank cannon, and it wouldn't be able to dodge.
But what if they had a few dozen heavy mortars, or simply equipped with rocket cannons?
Don't forget, although they were carrying 22nd-century rifles, they were still "soft targets"!
After leaving the community center, Jiang Chen held Sun Jiao's hand and walked to the mansion. On the wall in the distance, flames spewed out. Soldiers in heavy bulletproof vests carried fuel tanks on their backs and held nozzles in their hands.
It didn't require much technical content, but the mutated mosquitoes only needed to dive down to become roasted mosquitoes …
"Are you planning to transport weapons from there?" Sun Jiao keenly guessed Jiang Chen's intention.
"That's right." Jiang Chen squeezed her hand and smiled proudly.
"Will the things on your side work?" Sun Jiao asked skeptically.
The skepticism was similar to a 20th century guerrilla hearing from an ancient person from the Ming Dynasty that he wanted to use the weapons from his dynasty to support the War of Resistance against Japan.
Jiang Chen laughed and didn't explain. He only guaranteed, "You'll know when the time comes."
…
After returning to the mansion, Jiang Chen immediately returned to the modern world.
Due to the influence of the UA equipment that appeared in the hands of the anti-government forces, Robert was in a tight spot. It would be too much to ask him to help with weapons. Especially since he had already retired.
With that in mind, there was only one person left for him to ask for help.
It was almost dusk, but there was still some time before people got off work.
Jiang Chen drove the Lamborghini out of the garage and headed straight to the newly opened Russian Embassy.
Natasha was standing guard under the awning in front of the embassy with her arms crossed in boredom. Although she was the "head of security", due to the size of the embassy, there were only three security personnel in total, so she still had to take turns standing guard.
Jiang Chen parked the car in front of the embassy, rolled down the window, and joked with her.
"Beautiful lady, can I invite you to dinner?"
Natasha looked at Jiang Chen with some surprise. Her mouth curved up. "Of course."
She walked to the other side and opened the door. Natasha yelled into the embassy, "Karachev, come out and guard the door." Without waiting for a response from the embassy, she consciously sat in the car.
Natasha put on her seatbelt and flipped her hair behind her head before she comfortably leaned back in the comfortable seat.
"I heard that a gentleman will open the door for a lady."
"Are you not going to change out of your security uniform?" Jiang Chen ignored her teasing and smiled.
"No need." Natasha's mouth curved up and she crossed her legs. "Isn't the temptation of the uniform good?"
Sweat, what's wrong with this chick?
Jiang Chen remembered when he tied her to a chair in Kane. Because she suspected that he took her virginity, she looked at him as if he had killed her father.
Jiang Chen coughed and started the car. "If you do this, I can't talk business with you."
"Business?" Natasha's eyes flashed. She put down her legs and sat up straight. "For example?"
"For example, my company needs some firearms for self-defense. What do you want to eat? "
"Barbecue and beer. I remember there's a beach bar that serves barbecue not far from here. It's pretty good," Natasha said with a smile.
It seemed that she was already familiar with the area.
"Okay, now let's talk about firearms, I need —"
"Don't you want to talk while we eat?" Natasha interrupted Jiang Chen's words with a smile.
He responded with a "as you wish" look as he skillfully opened the GPS navigation.
"Sit tight."
Jiang Chen stepped on the gas pedal.
The car turned into a shadow and sped toward the beach.
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