Although only 20ml of cell test solution could be carried, there was a breakthrough in the originally unsolvable problem.
Jiang Chen believed that as long as he continued to experiment, the problem of carrying living people would be solved sooner or later!
The crux of the problem now was that carrying 20ml of cell test solution directly consumed 0.01mg of antimatter. And this antimatter was almost all the antimatter inventory Lin Lin collected some time ago.
According to Lin Lin, it was easier to collect antimatter in space, and the existence of matter interference would be much less than on Earth. However, it was very difficult to carry out space activities in the apocalypse. The space junk in outer space almost formed a planetary ring and orbited the Earth at a terrifying speed.
Building an antimatter collection space station in the modern world may be a good choice, but from a technical point of view, it seemed quite unrealistic.
But in any case, it was a good start.
Perhaps with the continuation of research, Lin Lin could find a more convenient way to consume less antimatter, and perhaps even a way to carry living things between the modern world and the apocalypse.
In order to celebrate this success, Jiang Chen returned to the modern world and asked the dessert chef on the top floor of the Future Building to personally make a 12-inch luxury pudding cake. He brought it to the apocalypse as a reward for Lin Lin. Lin Lin was so excited that she almost jumped on it.
In the evening, there was a celebration party in the mansion. Jiang Chen only remembered that he drank a lot, but he didn't remember what happened next.
…
It was snowing.
This year's winter came earlier than in previous years. Light snow drifted from yesterday afternoon until the next morning.
In just one night, the entire city was covered in a layer of silver makeup. Although the snow was only a thin layer on the ground, people already smelled the nuclear winter in the air and began to prepare for the winter early.
The supply of cabbages and potatoes at the Sixth Street Farmer's Market was in short supply. In order to stabilize prices, Jiang Chen had to shoulder the responsibility of "food transporter" again. He transported 300 tons of rice and 150 tons of cabbages and potatoes to the apocalypse to stabilize market demand.
The caravans stationed at the Sixth Street left the market early and headed south. They must drag the expensive food to areas further south before the snow blocked the road.
The NAC patrols also changed their equipment, put on winter clothes, drove snowmobiles on the broken streets, and patrolled the NAC territory. The soldiers had already completed the ten-kilometer run. At this moment, they stepped into the training ground with rifles and began to carry out live-fire training under the guidance of the instructor.
After emptying a clip, they went to the cafeteria to eat, rested for half an hour, and continued training.
Everyone at the Fishbone base lived a fulfilling life, except for the "lustful" General who didn't wake up until the sun was high up in the sky.
After kissing Sun Jiao and Xiaorou's forehead, Jiang Chen covered the two girls with a blanket, put on his clothes, and walked out of the door.
In two days, he would be flying to Los Angeles. Traveling back to the apocalypse from the United States would definitely be inconvenient. He wanted to see if there was anything he needed to do and finish it before he left.
When Jiang Chen pushed open the door of the command room, Han Junhua was the map. Judging from the fact that the coffee in her hand was no longer steaming, she must have been standing there for a long time.
"The last batch of migration teams are already on their way. If they don't stop along the way, they should have reached Hanzhong by now. According to the information detected by the pilot, the combat power of the Northern Alliance Area is between 100,000 and 300,000, equipped with pre-war armor and air defense vehicles.
"One hundred thousand to three hundred thousand? Is the error that big? "Jiang Chen was speechless.
"Our planes couldn't get too close. They used anti-aircraft missiles to lock on to our fighters. " Han Junhua's finger gently swiped across the holographic map and threw a window in front of Jiang Chen. "The red area box above is the no-fly zone designated by the opponent with anti-aircraft missiles."
The area from Hanzhong to Ankang was shrouded in the anti-aircraft missile warning range of the Northern Alliance Area.
"I still don't understand, why did they migrate? If it's just expansion … why did they abandon the base in Lanzhou? " Jiang Chen looked at the mark in Hanzhong City on the map, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.
According to the businessmen from the Northern Alliance Area, there seemed to be a military organization called the Military Security Corps that controlled the political power and implemented a military-political management model similar to that of the NAC.
Not only that, but after two decades of development, the local survivors had reclaimed a large number of farmland and settlements, planting mutated fruits, bullet shells, and a genetically modified plant similar to potatoes but with a poor taste.
From this point of view, they shouldn't have a serious survival crisis.
But why are they so obsessed with moving south?
"Only they know the specific reasons. Businessmen from the Northern Alliance Area don't have many opportunities to contact survivors. All trade is done directly with the Military Police Corps. They are extremely distrustful of outsiders, and we can't communicate with them at all. "Han Junhua shook her head.
"If there is a war, who do you think has a better chance of winning?" Jiang Chen said after a moment of silence.
"They have a lot of PAC pre-war land combat equipment, but we have more resources." Han Junhua's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly. She rubbed her chin and replied after thinking for a moment, "Maybe the battle will be fierce, but the possibility of us losing is not high."
Even if five Tiger IIs were used to exchange for a Wanderer, the balance of victory would still tilt to the NAC side. As long as the Type-50 electromagnetic pulse cannon could penetrate their armor, there was no reason for Jiang Chen to lose.
However, there was one point that Han Junhua didn't consider. NAC did not only have an advantage in resources, but it relied on the resources of a world. The assembly plant of the kinetic skeleton was completed on Ange Island in the modern world. In a few months, Jiang Chen could produce thousands of kinetic skeletons and arm every NAC soldier.
Even now, the monthly production of the K1 kinetic skeleton in the Sixth Street did not exceed 500 units.
After considering Han Junhua's opinion, Jiang Chen revised the conscription bill. From next month to March next year, 2,000 people would be recruited from the NAC area every month for training at the Fishbone base.
At the same time, the three major corps were upgraded to three major divisions with brigade-level combat units under their command. Each brigade had a strength of 2,000 people. The number of brigades under a division could be deployed according to the needs, with no upper limit. With the current strength, each division could only be assigned to four brigades. No matter how you looked at it, the combat power of NAC was still slightly inferior to the Northern Alliance Area.
But the outcome of a war was never determined by the number of soldiers.
If it was based on industrial capacity and logistics, ten Northern Alliance Areas were no match for NAC.
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