This is the one who was kicked out by Jessica...
The look of looking at Smith Zhao was a little strange, but Jiang Chen soon realized that this was a very bad behavior and used a dry cough to cover up the strangeness in his eyes.
My name is Zheng Shanhe, and they are mine.Out of etiquette, Jiang Chen borrowed Zheng Shanhe's name and pointed to the six personal guards in power armor behind him, and casually wrote, "We are from Shanghai, the first NAC Division."
Although the expansion of NAC colonies and the West Coast of North America, some people have heard of the NAC Marshal, fortunately no one has put his portraits everywhere. At least General Zhao, or General Zhao, did not recognize his identity.
Shanghai?The First Division?I've heard of this name.Smith Zhao said in a somewhat suspicious tone, looking up and down at Jiang Chen, then, for safety reasons, I would like to ask more... What are you from the First Division doing in Chinatown in Los Angeles?
Obviously, he did not believe Jiang Chen's words, at least he did not let go of his vigilance.
We have no malice, otherwise we would not have saved your people.Jiang Chen pointed to the young man named Wang Ping next to him, and continued, we came here to learn about the situation of the outpost.
Colony is the name of NAC for colonies, and of course, the word colony that is obviously inclined to the outside world will not be used.
NAC used to call that place with the word outpost. Most survivors in North America also called outposts, outpost towns, etc.... Jiang Chen heard these information from Jessica.
When Jiang Chen spoke the word outpost, the vigilance in Smith Zhao's tone was immediately replaced by a hint of surprise.
Qianshao Town?Wait, are you here for the outpost?
Is there any problem?Jiang Chen asked.
I thought you had left the unfinished building there and returned to your hometown. After all, there was really nothing good to remember in North America.Smith Zhao stared at Jiang Chen with wide eyes. The surprised expression didn't seem to be pretending. If I remember correctly, the one who lives there now should be the Black Skeleton, the demon in the Nevada desert.
Is it called Black Skeleton?Whether they are demons or not, thank you for your intelligence.Jiang Chen nodded, paused for a moment, and then spoke, In fact, we did not evacuate from North America, and even sent new immigrants to this place not long ago... However, the situation here scared us, the entire outpost disappeared, without any signs, and we didn't even know what was going on here.
...Damn it.After hearing Jiang Chen's statement, Smith Zhao smacked his tongue, "You... haven't received any news at all?"
Yes.Jiang Chen nodded.
It's really a ghost... In short, don't stand at the door, go to my house to talk.He murmured several times. Hell, Smith Zhao waved his hand behind him and signaled the gunmen with Asian faces to put away their weapons.
General Zhao's name is Smith Zhao. Although he claimed that his ancestors were Chinese immigrants from Rongcheng, it was obvious that he could not even find Rongcheng anywhere on the map.
However, it doesn't matter where his ancestors were. What's important is that General Zhao's attitude towards the colony is quite good. After confirming that Jiang Chen really came from the NAC opposite the Pacific, his attitude became much more enthusiastic, and his words did not hide his longing for the other side of the Pacific.
In his eyes, North America has become a ruin, and Asia will definitely be much better.
After all, he had never heard of any survivor force on the West Coast running towards Pan Asia. NAC's cargo ships drove here one by one.
During his conversation with General Zhao, Jiang Chen learned that the exchanges between Chinatown and the colony were quite close, and the merchants on both sides often communicated with each other. Until the colony was abandoned, he and the merchants in the Sixth Block finalized a big deal worth 50,000 Asian crystals.
After learning about General Zhao's troubles, Jiang Chen immediately stated that he would perform the contract on behalf of the merchant and pay with cans instead of bottle caps in the name of the military government, provided that he could present relevant certificates.
After receiving Jiang Chen's promise, General Zhao immediately treated him as a friend happily, and almost pulled him to worship him.
Thank you so much!My friend!I really don’t know what to do without you. The skins of those long-tailed guinea pigs are very troublesome and difficult to find.You may not know what you come from there. No one will want these things here at all.People poured Jiang Chen a glass of ale, and General Zhao, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Jiang Chen and said enthusiastically.
To be precise, no one wants such flashy things anywhere except the Sixth Block.
For survivors, filling their stomachs is the first need, followed by a series of physiological needs. As for things like luxury goods that promote social prosperity, they can only be widely established on the premise of the existence of society itself.
The best-selling products in North America's wasteland are always powerful and reliable machinery, as well as weapons with fierce firepower.
Although canned food, tea, tobacco and other things are also some luxury goods, they are consumables after all, and they are some spiritual comfort products, and demand will never shrink.
And things like guinea pig skin that can only be used as decorations, even if the rich people in Liberty City are interested, they cannot buy fur worth hundreds of thousands or even millions of bottle caps at one time like NAC merchants.
It is much more cost-effective to hire a few hunters to go out for a walk than to buy a bottle cap, and the coat or carpet made can be used for a long time and will not break.
I will talk about the guinea pig skin later. I am not here to discuss business.Looking at General Zhao, Jiang Chen continued, your canned food will have to wait until the port of Qianshao Town returns to normal before you can get it. You should understand what I mean.
Do you want us to help you regain Qianshao Town?Smith Zhao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry I can't help you."The black skeletons have too much firepower, and they are already grateful if they don’t come to cause trouble for us. I have to be responsible for my people.
It is not difficult for us to destroy them without your help.Jiang Chen shook his head, spoke up to dispel his concerns, and then said, the key to the problem now is that I must figure out what happened in Qianshao Town.
Is there anything we can help with?Smith Zhao asked.
Although he is unwilling to take risks for NAC's territory, he is still happy to sell this favor to NAC without threatening his own safety.
Even if he put aside the big deal worth 50,000 Asian crystals, he would be willing to help out of the affection of his fellow villagers.
This may not be seen in the settlements of survivors of white, black or other ethnic groups, but it is still very humane in the group of Chinese survivors in North America.
After all, before the war, they were marginal people who were excluded from mainstream society. They were almost locked up in concentration camps during the war, and they did not live a good life after the war.
It has become their tradition to hold together and help each other. When compatriots in difficulties are not helping at all, they will be stumbled on the back when they are heard.
If it is convenient, I hope you can help find out what happened in Qianshao Town.Also, I need some manpower, not a lot, two or three are enough, I will pay their salary at a reasonable price.Finally, I want to exchange some bottle caps with our supplies…
The look of looking at Smith Zhao was a little strange, but Jiang Chen soon realized that this was a very bad behavior and used a dry cough to cover up the strangeness in his eyes.
My name is Zheng Shanhe, and they are mine.Out of etiquette, Jiang Chen borrowed Zheng Shanhe's name and pointed to the six personal guards in power armor behind him, and casually wrote, "We are from Shanghai, the first NAC Division."
Although the expansion of NAC colonies and the West Coast of North America, some people have heard of the NAC Marshal, fortunately no one has put his portraits everywhere. At least General Zhao, or General Zhao, did not recognize his identity.
Shanghai?The First Division?I've heard of this name.Smith Zhao said in a somewhat suspicious tone, looking up and down at Jiang Chen, then, for safety reasons, I would like to ask more... What are you from the First Division doing in Chinatown in Los Angeles?
Obviously, he did not believe Jiang Chen's words, at least he did not let go of his vigilance.
We have no malice, otherwise we would not have saved your people.Jiang Chen pointed to the young man named Wang Ping next to him, and continued, we came here to learn about the situation of the outpost.
Colony is the name of NAC for colonies, and of course, the word colony that is obviously inclined to the outside world will not be used.
NAC used to call that place with the word outpost. Most survivors in North America also called outposts, outpost towns, etc.... Jiang Chen heard these information from Jessica.
When Jiang Chen spoke the word outpost, the vigilance in Smith Zhao's tone was immediately replaced by a hint of surprise.
Qianshao Town?Wait, are you here for the outpost?
Is there any problem?Jiang Chen asked.
I thought you had left the unfinished building there and returned to your hometown. After all, there was really nothing good to remember in North America.Smith Zhao stared at Jiang Chen with wide eyes. The surprised expression didn't seem to be pretending. If I remember correctly, the one who lives there now should be the Black Skeleton, the demon in the Nevada desert.
Is it called Black Skeleton?Whether they are demons or not, thank you for your intelligence.Jiang Chen nodded, paused for a moment, and then spoke, In fact, we did not evacuate from North America, and even sent new immigrants to this place not long ago... However, the situation here scared us, the entire outpost disappeared, without any signs, and we didn't even know what was going on here.
...Damn it.After hearing Jiang Chen's statement, Smith Zhao smacked his tongue, "You... haven't received any news at all?"
Yes.Jiang Chen nodded.
It's really a ghost... In short, don't stand at the door, go to my house to talk.He murmured several times. Hell, Smith Zhao waved his hand behind him and signaled the gunmen with Asian faces to put away their weapons.
General Zhao's name is Smith Zhao. Although he claimed that his ancestors were Chinese immigrants from Rongcheng, it was obvious that he could not even find Rongcheng anywhere on the map.
However, it doesn't matter where his ancestors were. What's important is that General Zhao's attitude towards the colony is quite good. After confirming that Jiang Chen really came from the NAC opposite the Pacific, his attitude became much more enthusiastic, and his words did not hide his longing for the other side of the Pacific.
In his eyes, North America has become a ruin, and Asia will definitely be much better.
After all, he had never heard of any survivor force on the West Coast running towards Pan Asia. NAC's cargo ships drove here one by one.
During his conversation with General Zhao, Jiang Chen learned that the exchanges between Chinatown and the colony were quite close, and the merchants on both sides often communicated with each other. Until the colony was abandoned, he and the merchants in the Sixth Block finalized a big deal worth 50,000 Asian crystals.
After learning about General Zhao's troubles, Jiang Chen immediately stated that he would perform the contract on behalf of the merchant and pay with cans instead of bottle caps in the name of the military government, provided that he could present relevant certificates.
After receiving Jiang Chen's promise, General Zhao immediately treated him as a friend happily, and almost pulled him to worship him.
Thank you so much!My friend!I really don’t know what to do without you. The skins of those long-tailed guinea pigs are very troublesome and difficult to find.You may not know what you come from there. No one will want these things here at all.People poured Jiang Chen a glass of ale, and General Zhao, who was sitting on the sofa, looked at Jiang Chen and said enthusiastically.
To be precise, no one wants such flashy things anywhere except the Sixth Block.
For survivors, filling their stomachs is the first need, followed by a series of physiological needs. As for things like luxury goods that promote social prosperity, they can only be widely established on the premise of the existence of society itself.
The best-selling products in North America's wasteland are always powerful and reliable machinery, as well as weapons with fierce firepower.
Although canned food, tea, tobacco and other things are also some luxury goods, they are consumables after all, and they are some spiritual comfort products, and demand will never shrink.
And things like guinea pig skin that can only be used as decorations, even if the rich people in Liberty City are interested, they cannot buy fur worth hundreds of thousands or even millions of bottle caps at one time like NAC merchants.
It is much more cost-effective to hire a few hunters to go out for a walk than to buy a bottle cap, and the coat or carpet made can be used for a long time and will not break.
I will talk about the guinea pig skin later. I am not here to discuss business.Looking at General Zhao, Jiang Chen continued, your canned food will have to wait until the port of Qianshao Town returns to normal before you can get it. You should understand what I mean.
Do you want us to help you regain Qianshao Town?Smith Zhao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry I can't help you."The black skeletons have too much firepower, and they are already grateful if they don’t come to cause trouble for us. I have to be responsible for my people.
It is not difficult for us to destroy them without your help.Jiang Chen shook his head, spoke up to dispel his concerns, and then said, the key to the problem now is that I must figure out what happened in Qianshao Town.
Is there anything we can help with?Smith Zhao asked.
Although he is unwilling to take risks for NAC's territory, he is still happy to sell this favor to NAC without threatening his own safety.
Even if he put aside the big deal worth 50,000 Asian crystals, he would be willing to help out of the affection of his fellow villagers.
This may not be seen in the settlements of survivors of white, black or other ethnic groups, but it is still very humane in the group of Chinese survivors in North America.
After all, before the war, they were marginal people who were excluded from mainstream society. They were almost locked up in concentration camps during the war, and they did not live a good life after the war.
It has become their tradition to hold together and help each other. When compatriots in difficulties are not helping at all, they will be stumbled on the back when they are heard.
If it is convenient, I hope you can help find out what happened in Qianshao Town.Also, I need some manpower, not a lot, two or three are enough, I will pay their salary at a reasonable price.Finally, I want to exchange some bottle caps with our supplies…
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