North American colony, Governor's Office.
Sitting on the boss chair that originally belonged to Zhou Guoping, the black skeleton was erecting his feet on the desk, picking his teeth with a toothpick, while playing with the badge on his hands in the sunlight of the window.
The bronze badge shines with a faint gold edge in the sun, and the three letters of NAC, as well as a sword and a shield, can be clearly seen on it.
This badge symbolizes something black skeleton is not clear, and I don’t want to guess.
This was taken from the captain, and it was considered interesting trophy.
He stuffed the medal into his pocket casually, and the black skeleton yawned lazily.
There was no dry sand, no deadly poisonous scorpions, only the salty sea breeze and the warm and warm sunlight. He never dreamed of such a comfortable day, but now it is extremely real.
The canned food and compressed biscuits filled the entire container, and the rice and potatoes piled into hills were so rich that he even had the luxury of moving some of the grain out to make wine. He just gave up because he couldn't find someone skilled in this way.
As for the NAC who might be in trouble with him...
To be honest, he is not very afraid of those yellow people.
He admitted that they were very powerful and that they had to give their all, and even the National Guard had to give in.
However, he was also confident that he was the local snake here, and he was the one with a particularly big fist.
Even if he took a step back, the NAC army went to North America to settle the score with him, the little ant. He hid in the desert of Nevada, who could find him?
He prepared four or five abandoned refuges for hiding.
Just then, a knock came from the door.
Come in.
Pushing the door was his dog-headed military advisor, the lame Beers, and the Moshi's strong Slavic man, Rodney.
One of these two became the mayor of Qianshao Town, while the other became the police officer of Qianshao Town, in charge of logistics and slaves.
And his black skeleton is naturally the biggest one.
As for what specific title to give him, he hasn't figured it out yet.
The mud crab breeding base has been cleaned up. You said how the heads of those yellow people grow? Why didn’t anyone think about surrounding this thing before?Rodney said with some confusion as he touched the hair on his head.
Before that group of yellow people came to North America, no one had ever tried the roe of mud crabs.
When choosing food, most people either have a variety of raw materials or a double-headed Brahman beef with a pouty texture and sand.
No one expected that under the hard shell that was stronger than the power armor, there was such a delicious hiding.
Of course, opposite to delicious food is a fatal danger.
While cleaning up the pond where the sludge crabs were raised, Rodney looked at several slaves, all of whom were dragged into the water and killed by those powerful crabs. Even when he saw the miserable death, he couldn't help but his scalp was numb.
No matter how their heads grow, I only care about when my farm will resume production.The black skeleton said as he beat Hache, disagreed with Rodney's confusion.
In his opinion, no matter how smart and creative the yellow monkeys were, they ended up being his wedding dress.
He is the wisest and strongest one in this wasteland, and there is no doubt that this is the case.
It has been restored, and I arranged twenty slaves in it, and whoever works is lazy will feed the crabs.Rodney grinned and smiled cruelly.
Where are you?The black skeleton looked at Beers and said lazily, "Have you counted all the supplies?"
It has been counted and all the supplies are recorded on it.As he said that, Beers turned the account book in his hand to the directory and respectfully handed it to the boss. Converted into a bottle cap, these supplies are worth at least 70 million. You are already the richest rich man on the West Coast.
Hahaha.The shriveled laughter filled the room, and the black skeleton who had laughed enough, sat firmly on the chair again.
He was quite satisfied with the title of Rich, especially after adding the prefix of the richest, which made him feel unprecedentedly satisfied.
Looking through the account book in his hand, the black skull nodded repeatedly and praised, "It's done well, very good."
We have sufficient supplies now, so I suggest taking a portion of the canned food to Liberty City for arms and slaves.While the boss was happy, Beals grinned and suggested while the iron was hot, "We must prepare early. The National Guard will come to cause trouble for us sooner or later, and the NAC people." We ransacked their entire freighter."
slave?The black skeleton took out his ears and waved his hand disapprovingly. That kind of thing is everywhere, why exchange it with cans?Rodney, you will take a few trucks of brothers to the city to catch some of the workable people, and then get me some ocean horses back.
OK boss, please leave it to me.Rodney said excitedly with bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
I have been watching the slave work these days, and he has been idle for a long time.
At the core, he was a militant. Although his life here was comfortable, it was not the life that Rodney wanted.
Only robbery and killing can make him feel happy from the heart and make him feel comfortable.
Seeing this, a bitter smile appeared on Beers' face, and he sighed in his heart that his boss seemed to be destined to be a warlord.
Even if NAC leaves him a whole city, it will become a raider's castle in his hands.
When the NAC's legacy is squandered, they will most likely have to return to the desert.
Beals wanted to say something, but eventually shut up and lowered his head.
Although my boss can occasionally listen to his opinions, he can't persuade him when it comes to issues of principles.
From him, we can find all the shortcomings of black people, such as laziness, stubbornness, stupidity, and never consider tomorrow...
If it were put before the war, this idiot would definitely starve to death in the slums.
But there is no way. Now is the end of the world. This is wasteland. Violence is the only rule. Whoever has a big fist can become the boss...
……
On the other side, Jiang Chen took his personal guards and returned to Santa Monica Airport before the sun sets.
When he just walked into the airport building, he happened to see two incorporated supervisors walking out of the ticket gate with two bodies.
Judging from the tattoo on the corpse, it was mostly a predator who planned to escape.
Jiang Chen is not very polite to those plunderers who have made their wits on him.
He had already asked his personal guard captain to explain to Han Yue that he would not need to talk nonsense when he encountered a disobedient thorn, just die directly.
After entering the waiting room, Zheng Shanhe was sitting on a chair, holding a map and studying.
Jessica marked all the survivor settlements, raiders camps, and even shelters she knew on the city of Los Angeles map included in the airport brochure.
Seeing the marshal come in, he immediately put away the map, stood up and saluted.
How is the situation on the runway?
Hearing Jiang Chen's inquiry, Zheng Shanhe immediately reported to Jiang Chenhui that he had killed several disobedient thorns. Those ghosts were much more honest. Now that the runway has been repaired forty percent. If you work overnight, it should be no problem to repair it before noon tomorrow.
very good.Jiang Chen nodded.
After looking at the people squatting in the corner of the waiting room, Zheng Shanhe then asked Jiang Chen for instructions, what should those people do?Have we always been burdened with their rations?
You will call them downstairs to give a lecture and ask if they are willing to mention NAC work.If you are willing to stay, you can take three nutritional agents a day, and then discuss the treatment after two months. If you are unwilling, you can leave on your own. Don’t get in the way here.
The price of three nutritional agents ranges from five to ten bottle caps. Most survivors can barely fill their stomachs by just two a day. For those who have not yet had their meals, this treatment can be considered very conscientious.
According to the rules on the wasteland, NAC destroyed the Airport Gang. These prisoners who were originally part of the Airport Gang will continue to be slaves as NAC's spoils.
Now that NAC is willing to talk about treatment with them, they will most likely kneel down and sing to conquer with gratitude.
After acquiring these fifty people, they fired a few guns and armed with the help of a cannon fodder force, there was no problem at all.
I'll go now.
I'll go later, there's no hurry to do this.After calling out Zheng Shanhe who was about to walk towards the wall, Jiang Chen found a chair and sat down, and continued to speak, I have more important things to discuss with you.
Back next to Jiang Chen, Zheng Shanhe respectfully waited for Jiang Chen's following.
I plan to take the colony back from the black skeleton.According to Han Yue, they should have many of our prisoners on their hands, and these people are likely to be alive.And the supplies they had taken away were a waste to put in their hands.
Just a few of us?Zheng Shanhe was stunned for a moment and sweated on his forehead and said, "This is too risky, let's wait for the expeditionary force to come..."
When the Expeditionary Force lands in North America, it will have to wait a month at the earliest, and when they turn the prisoners in front of them, the problem will become more difficult.Looking at Zheng Shanhe who was reluctant to speak, Jiang Chen smiled and continued, "And who told you that there are only a few of us?"
Sitting on the boss chair that originally belonged to Zhou Guoping, the black skeleton was erecting his feet on the desk, picking his teeth with a toothpick, while playing with the badge on his hands in the sunlight of the window.
The bronze badge shines with a faint gold edge in the sun, and the three letters of NAC, as well as a sword and a shield, can be clearly seen on it.
This badge symbolizes something black skeleton is not clear, and I don’t want to guess.
This was taken from the captain, and it was considered interesting trophy.
He stuffed the medal into his pocket casually, and the black skeleton yawned lazily.
There was no dry sand, no deadly poisonous scorpions, only the salty sea breeze and the warm and warm sunlight. He never dreamed of such a comfortable day, but now it is extremely real.
The canned food and compressed biscuits filled the entire container, and the rice and potatoes piled into hills were so rich that he even had the luxury of moving some of the grain out to make wine. He just gave up because he couldn't find someone skilled in this way.
As for the NAC who might be in trouble with him...
To be honest, he is not very afraid of those yellow people.
He admitted that they were very powerful and that they had to give their all, and even the National Guard had to give in.
However, he was also confident that he was the local snake here, and he was the one with a particularly big fist.
Even if he took a step back, the NAC army went to North America to settle the score with him, the little ant. He hid in the desert of Nevada, who could find him?
He prepared four or five abandoned refuges for hiding.
Just then, a knock came from the door.
Come in.
Pushing the door was his dog-headed military advisor, the lame Beers, and the Moshi's strong Slavic man, Rodney.
One of these two became the mayor of Qianshao Town, while the other became the police officer of Qianshao Town, in charge of logistics and slaves.
And his black skeleton is naturally the biggest one.
As for what specific title to give him, he hasn't figured it out yet.
The mud crab breeding base has been cleaned up. You said how the heads of those yellow people grow? Why didn’t anyone think about surrounding this thing before?Rodney said with some confusion as he touched the hair on his head.
Before that group of yellow people came to North America, no one had ever tried the roe of mud crabs.
When choosing food, most people either have a variety of raw materials or a double-headed Brahman beef with a pouty texture and sand.
No one expected that under the hard shell that was stronger than the power armor, there was such a delicious hiding.
Of course, opposite to delicious food is a fatal danger.
While cleaning up the pond where the sludge crabs were raised, Rodney looked at several slaves, all of whom were dragged into the water and killed by those powerful crabs. Even when he saw the miserable death, he couldn't help but his scalp was numb.
No matter how their heads grow, I only care about when my farm will resume production.The black skeleton said as he beat Hache, disagreed with Rodney's confusion.
In his opinion, no matter how smart and creative the yellow monkeys were, they ended up being his wedding dress.
He is the wisest and strongest one in this wasteland, and there is no doubt that this is the case.
It has been restored, and I arranged twenty slaves in it, and whoever works is lazy will feed the crabs.Rodney grinned and smiled cruelly.
Where are you?The black skeleton looked at Beers and said lazily, "Have you counted all the supplies?"
It has been counted and all the supplies are recorded on it.As he said that, Beers turned the account book in his hand to the directory and respectfully handed it to the boss. Converted into a bottle cap, these supplies are worth at least 70 million. You are already the richest rich man on the West Coast.
Hahaha.The shriveled laughter filled the room, and the black skeleton who had laughed enough, sat firmly on the chair again.
He was quite satisfied with the title of Rich, especially after adding the prefix of the richest, which made him feel unprecedentedly satisfied.
Looking through the account book in his hand, the black skull nodded repeatedly and praised, "It's done well, very good."
We have sufficient supplies now, so I suggest taking a portion of the canned food to Liberty City for arms and slaves.While the boss was happy, Beals grinned and suggested while the iron was hot, "We must prepare early. The National Guard will come to cause trouble for us sooner or later, and the NAC people." We ransacked their entire freighter."
slave?The black skeleton took out his ears and waved his hand disapprovingly. That kind of thing is everywhere, why exchange it with cans?Rodney, you will take a few trucks of brothers to the city to catch some of the workable people, and then get me some ocean horses back.
OK boss, please leave it to me.Rodney said excitedly with bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
I have been watching the slave work these days, and he has been idle for a long time.
At the core, he was a militant. Although his life here was comfortable, it was not the life that Rodney wanted.
Only robbery and killing can make him feel happy from the heart and make him feel comfortable.
Seeing this, a bitter smile appeared on Beers' face, and he sighed in his heart that his boss seemed to be destined to be a warlord.
Even if NAC leaves him a whole city, it will become a raider's castle in his hands.
When the NAC's legacy is squandered, they will most likely have to return to the desert.
Beals wanted to say something, but eventually shut up and lowered his head.
Although my boss can occasionally listen to his opinions, he can't persuade him when it comes to issues of principles.
From him, we can find all the shortcomings of black people, such as laziness, stubbornness, stupidity, and never consider tomorrow...
If it were put before the war, this idiot would definitely starve to death in the slums.
But there is no way. Now is the end of the world. This is wasteland. Violence is the only rule. Whoever has a big fist can become the boss...
……
On the other side, Jiang Chen took his personal guards and returned to Santa Monica Airport before the sun sets.
When he just walked into the airport building, he happened to see two incorporated supervisors walking out of the ticket gate with two bodies.
Judging from the tattoo on the corpse, it was mostly a predator who planned to escape.
Jiang Chen is not very polite to those plunderers who have made their wits on him.
He had already asked his personal guard captain to explain to Han Yue that he would not need to talk nonsense when he encountered a disobedient thorn, just die directly.
After entering the waiting room, Zheng Shanhe was sitting on a chair, holding a map and studying.
Jessica marked all the survivor settlements, raiders camps, and even shelters she knew on the city of Los Angeles map included in the airport brochure.
Seeing the marshal come in, he immediately put away the map, stood up and saluted.
How is the situation on the runway?
Hearing Jiang Chen's inquiry, Zheng Shanhe immediately reported to Jiang Chenhui that he had killed several disobedient thorns. Those ghosts were much more honest. Now that the runway has been repaired forty percent. If you work overnight, it should be no problem to repair it before noon tomorrow.
very good.Jiang Chen nodded.
After looking at the people squatting in the corner of the waiting room, Zheng Shanhe then asked Jiang Chen for instructions, what should those people do?Have we always been burdened with their rations?
You will call them downstairs to give a lecture and ask if they are willing to mention NAC work.If you are willing to stay, you can take three nutritional agents a day, and then discuss the treatment after two months. If you are unwilling, you can leave on your own. Don’t get in the way here.
The price of three nutritional agents ranges from five to ten bottle caps. Most survivors can barely fill their stomachs by just two a day. For those who have not yet had their meals, this treatment can be considered very conscientious.
According to the rules on the wasteland, NAC destroyed the Airport Gang. These prisoners who were originally part of the Airport Gang will continue to be slaves as NAC's spoils.
Now that NAC is willing to talk about treatment with them, they will most likely kneel down and sing to conquer with gratitude.
After acquiring these fifty people, they fired a few guns and armed with the help of a cannon fodder force, there was no problem at all.
I'll go now.
I'll go later, there's no hurry to do this.After calling out Zheng Shanhe who was about to walk towards the wall, Jiang Chen found a chair and sat down, and continued to speak, I have more important things to discuss with you.
Back next to Jiang Chen, Zheng Shanhe respectfully waited for Jiang Chen's following.
I plan to take the colony back from the black skeleton.According to Han Yue, they should have many of our prisoners on their hands, and these people are likely to be alive.And the supplies they had taken away were a waste to put in their hands.
Just a few of us?Zheng Shanhe was stunned for a moment and sweated on his forehead and said, "This is too risky, let's wait for the expeditionary force to come..."
When the Expeditionary Force lands in North America, it will have to wait a month at the earliest, and when they turn the prisoners in front of them, the problem will become more difficult.Looking at Zheng Shanhe who was reluctant to speak, Jiang Chen smiled and continued, "And who told you that there are only a few of us?"
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