In the lounge next to the New Moon Island training ground, the soldiers who had just completed live-fire training were taking a shower and putting on their clothes from their lockers.
At this time, everyone noticed that there was a poster on their lockers.
The poster showed a spaceship, a heavily armored soldier holding a rifle, and the background was Mars … Zhang Feng wasn't sure if it was Mars, but judging from the bare surface of the planet, it was definitely not Earth.
"Aerospace Defense Force? What is this? " Zhang Feng tore off the poster, rubbed his wet short hair with a towel on his shoulder, then sat on the bench next to him and carefully examined the small print on the poster.
"Maybe this is a movie that just came out?" The Mexican robot gunner in his team walked to the side and leaned his face closer. "How did those posters get in? This is a restricted military zone."
"Use your brain to think about it, Jack." A big hand patted on the shoulder of the old Mexican soldier, and the rifleman Liu Duntao grinned. "Since this is a restricted military zone, of course, the poster is our people."
"I posted the advertisement. Of course, it was printed by the command center." A man in a military uniform walked into the lounge and took the hat left on the locker. "You better pay attention, it's a good thing."
After that, the officer from the logistics department turned around and left.
Several soldiers were stunned and looked at each other.
"I heard that Celestial Trade is working on an interstellar colonization plan. I thought they were joking … Sh * t, it seems that they are serious? We, we have a chance to change from the Marine Corps to the Galaxy Marine Corps? "
"Fight in outer space? That's cool! "
"Very good. Fighting with aliens that we don't know exist is better than fighting with Earthlings. "
"Sh * t, so you are planning to be a deserter? I can't just ignore this. "
"…"
Zhang Feng ignored the bragging of his teammates and carefully read the words on the poster.
To be honest, he was not very interested. After all, he was now the captain of the Marine Corps and led a six-person team. Nobody knew the nature of this newly established space defense troop, and whether or not it would be valued in the future.
When he returned to the dormitory, his roommate happened to come back from a mission and saw the poster on the table.
"I heard that it's a new unit ordered by the command center. The salary is very high, and the treatment after retirement is also good. I've already signed up for this … orbital airborne unit. How about you? "
"Me?" Zhang Feng was stunned, then shook his head, "I'll think about it."
The monthly base salary was twelve thousand Xin New Dollars, and this was only for ordinary frontline soldiers. Those with military rank and experience in commanding were prioritized for promotion. With his military rank and resume, it should not be a problem for him to be transferred from the Marine Corps to be a captain.
A monthly salary of 20,000 Xin New dollars was almost twice his current salary.
However, it was said that the selection criteria would be very harsh. It was said that in addition to a physical examination, they would also have to undergo genetic sequencing. In contrast, the physical requirements for applicants were relatively low.
According to the description on the poster, even if you are a useless sissy, our hellish training will make you a real man.
Should I register or not?
Zhang Feng shook his head, took out a form from his drawer, and took out a pen from the pen holder.
In short, I'll give it a try since I might not be selected anyway.
With that in mind, he wrote his name on the form and simply filled in his resume. He leaned back in his chair and stretched. He put the form aside and planned to go to the military office to register when he went to the cafeteria.
…
Over the past few days, Jiang Chen had been very idle.
Hua hadn't come up with a result yet, so Ye Qinghua didn't come to him again. He didn't know what Russia was planning. Natasha didn't mention the space elevator, and the Kremlin didn't send anyone.
Europe was very stable. Except for a few papers released by the European Space Agency that the space elevator might be affected by climate conditions and potential safety hazards, there was no other action. Trapped in the quagmire of the economic crisis, they didn't have the spare money to develop space resources.
NASA did call and simply inquired about the business situation of the space elevator and the cost of orbital use. Jiang Chen asked someone to throw them a brief introduction and sent them away. They didn't call again after receiving the information.
As for the large, medium and small private companies that contacted Celestial Trade, there were countless of them. The business phone of Celestial Trade's Outer Space Orbit Development Co., Ltd., which was responsible for managing the space elevator business, was full almost 24 hours a day. If these companies were lined up, they could almost line up from Coro Island to Silicon Valley!
Among them was SpaceX, the exclusive space exploration technology company of NASA. The space elevator had completed the first batch of material transportation from the ground to the geosynchronous orbit, and UA private space companies were instantly devastated. The first to bear the brunt was SpaceX. The market prospects of the Falcon rocket in the billions were instantly underestimated. After a few consecutive days of decline, its market value had fallen from 12 billion US Dollar to less than 10 billion US Dollar. Even the wealthy major shareholder, Google, was heartbroken.
Because the caller was Elon Musk, the director of SpaceX, the operator of Celestial Trade transferred the call to Jiang Chen.
After the call was connected, the legendary figure who founded PayPal spoke politely.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang. We exchanged business cards at the Silicon Valley Summit. I don't know if you still remember me? "
"Of course, Mr. Musk." Jiang Chen joked, "Even if we didn't exchange business cards, I still remember you. After all, I grew up drinking your chicken soup. "
The tramp Musk, who was as rich as a country, Jack Ma, who had a net worth of tens of billions, and Master Qiao, who rose from the bottom to the top. Ambitious young men and women talked about the chicken soup in the space, all of them were mixed with these seasonings. Although Jiang Chen scoffed at the chicken soup for the soul, he was bombarded by these things when he was in school.
Moreover, he now seemed to have become a member of the "chicken soup family."
"A self-made unemployed youth." He vaguely remembered that he seemed to be labeled with this label in some inspirational stories and Weibo?
Although Musk understood Han, he didn't understand Jiang Chen's joke. However, he only hesitated slightly and ignored this small problem. After all, he didn't call to chat, but to discuss business.
"I don't know if you have the intention to lease the space elevator track?"
"Celestial Trade is willing to provide a one-stop service from the cargo departure to the geosynchronous orbit. There is no intention to lease or contract the entire track." Jiang Chen smiled and rejected Musk's proposal without hesitation.
For Jiang Chen's answer, Musk was not depressed, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
"Oh? It seems that you are also quite optimistic about the prospects of outer space resource development? "
"Of course, after all, the future is there," Jiang Chen said pleasantly.
"We have a win-win proposal here. I don't know if you are interested?" Musk smiled.
"If it's a project other than leasing the track." Jiang Chen emphasized again.
"Although it's related to leasing, it's not about leasing the track." Musk shook his head, cleared his throat, and said seriously, "SpacsX hopes to lease the port of the space station at the end of the space elevator. The price we offer will not disappoint you."
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