The end of the world, the west coast of North America.
The ragged workers pushed the carts and walked through the steel-bar-studded construction site under the command of the supervisor, delivering cement and concrete bricks to the construction workers.
The huge engineering vehicle is working back and forth between concrete walls, and a giant fortress has begun to take shape.
According to the NAC military government's plan here, the fortress will serve as the first phase of the colony. The next phase of the second and third phases will be centered on this fortress and will expand functional blocks such as residential areas, commercial areas, industrial areas, logistics and distribution centers, ports and even entertainment facilities to the outside.
As the governor of this colony, Zhou Guoping was proud of his youth.
Looking back on the conversation with Jiang Chen in Beijing, he is now extremely grateful for his decision. He did not choose to return to the prosperous Shanghai for retirement, but came to this undeveloped virgin land.
Instead of spending the rest of his life tremblingly in the shadow of Chu Nan, and always worrying about possible revenge, how can he be as happy as a local emperor in the distant North American continent?
The funds allocated by the Logistics Department and all the credit points on their bodies were converted into tools and raw materials needed for construction. Zhou Guoping took the appointment letter signed by the Marshal himself and took a transport ship produced by the NAC shipyard, crossed the safe channel of the Bering Strait, and arrived at the west coast of the North American continent with the reinforcements.
Not long after he arrived here, he skillfully implemented the NAC colonial policy, fully utilized the advantages of localized management, united some survivor forces with interests, and then drove this part of vested interests to assist them in enslaving another part of survivors.
At present, 20,000 workers have worked on the construction site, contributing to the North American colonies of NAC.
The price they paid was only a hundred boxes of canned food, two trucks of instant noodles, and tens of thousands of fruit-flavored high-calorie nutritional mixture.
It won't take long for this place to become a paradise that all North American survivors yearn for, and as the governor of this colony, he will also become an existence below one person and above ten thousand people.
And all of this was what he used to be, and he didn't even dare to think about it...
On the outside of the construction site, a pair of poorly equipped mercenaries were patrolling.
Half a month ago, their name was the Blood Axe Mercenary Group. Although their name is still called Blood Axe, they have been hired by NAC people as long-term partners. Their usual tasks are basically patrols. Occasionally, they can handle some of the NAC people, such as the local snakes, which seems not a problem at all.
As the leader of the mercenary group, Blood Axe is very satisfied with his current life.
Not only because of the reward offered by NAC, but also because he and his brothers all came out of the day and lived a life of food and clothing that is now free of worries.
Holding a brand new rifle and the Blood Axe, as usual, led his younger brothers to patrol the edge of this concrete fortress, and from time to time he picked up his telescope to look into the distance.
Not far away, dust floated up.
After confirming that the first convoy was approaching, Blood Axe took out the walkie-talkie and notified the colony as usual, and then took his younger brothers to meet him.
stop!The territory of NAC is ahead, please explain your purpose!
The convoy stopped and the mercenaries standing on the truck jumped down one after another.
Blood Axe gestured to the younger brothers behind him, opened the security of the rifle in his hand, and carefully warned the mercenaries with unknown intentions in front of him.
We are the Black Skeletons of Nevada.After walking about ten meters in front of Blood Axe, the strong black man in charge gestured to the mercenaries behind him, signaling them to put away their weapons, and told Blood Axe and others that they had no malice.
After doing these actions, he continued to look at the Blood Axe and grinned, "We have no malice, we are just here to discuss business with you."
Black skeleton.
This is a terrifying name in Nevada.
With the all-terrain assault vehicle modified with heavy firepower, it comes and goes in the boundless sea of sand like a dust storm. Because of its fierce combat style, it has become an eternal nightmare for caravans traveling between California and Nevada.
In addition to plundering caravans, attacking herds of two-headed cattle, and occasionally fighting with the mutant tribe, they occasionally engage in slave trade.
Especially in recent months, the profits of slave traders have become increasingly large, and they have even tended to change their careers. They have put the cart before the horse and regard slave traders as their main business and rarely touch those difficult caravans.
Speaking of the rising slave trade, it is also inseparable from these outsiders on the West Coast.
NAC's large-scale construction requires a lot of labor.Especially their unrestrained attitude has suddenly become in short supply in California's slave market, which was originally sluggish in demand.
In the deserts of Nevada, hundreds of public or private shelters are located in all sizes.
Originally, the residents of these refuges were the cheapest slaves on the wasteland of North America, because they not only had poor survival ability, but also could not do much work, and few survivors were willing to pay for them.
However, after the arrival of this group of outsiders, this situation has changed drastically.
The rich yellow people seem to have a special liking for such survivors who emerge from the shelter.
Especially for engineers or scientific researchers who hold advanced skills certificates in a certain field, NAC offers the highest price even as much as a box of canned fresh meat.
That's canned fresh meat!
In any survivor force, a box of fresh meat canned with NAC anti-counterfeiting label can be exchanged for rifle bullets of equal weight.
And it is a standard bullet of good quality, far from the high-end goods that are comparable to those of inferior bullets circulating in the black market!
Now even the capital survivors on the East Coast have heard of the name NAC. You can imagine how amazing the impact NAC has on North American survivors is.
Five hundred slaves were all in the shelter.The strong black man pointed to the group of pale-faced slaves on the truck, grinned at the NAC officer, rubbed his hands and said impatiently, "Let me see your goods."
After we estimate the price, you will naturally see what belongs to you.Speaking expressionlessly, the officer wearing a mechanical exoskeleton gestured to the soldiers behind him. Two medical staff, escorted by four soldiers, walked to the truck.
The mercenaries standing around the truck made way out, making way for the NAC people.
As usual, NAC medical staff will conduct a comprehensive assessment of the quality of slaves before trading.
From health status to physical attributes, and simple inquiries and assessments of professional knowledge and skills.
After some anxious waiting, the strong black man finally saw his own batch of 20 boxes of canned fresh meat, ten tons of rice, and a box of good cigarettes.
Pulling these things to Liberty City, which is controlled by a minute by one, can easily sell 400,000 bottle caps.
If you go further to Texas, you can even sell 600,000 bottle caps at a sky-high price.
He ordered people to load the goods onto the truck with joy, and the group climbed onto the truck again and turned around and left.
From beginning to end, Blood Axe looked at the side with expressionless face, but a storm was stirring up in his heart.
As a Californian, although his range of activities does not include the desert to the east, no survivor walking in California will be unfamiliar with the reputation of the Black Skeleton.
Whether it was the California National Guard or the Militia One Minute, these bandits wearing skull turbans took them seriously. However, in front of the NAC, they were honestly doing serious business like businessmen.
It was like the sun hitting the west!
Perhaps these outsiders can bring true order to the chaotic California?
With this idea that even he himself found unrealistic, Blood Axe greeted the NAC officer and led his younger brothers to the other end of the colony...
The ragged workers pushed the carts and walked through the steel-bar-studded construction site under the command of the supervisor, delivering cement and concrete bricks to the construction workers.
The huge engineering vehicle is working back and forth between concrete walls, and a giant fortress has begun to take shape.
According to the NAC military government's plan here, the fortress will serve as the first phase of the colony. The next phase of the second and third phases will be centered on this fortress and will expand functional blocks such as residential areas, commercial areas, industrial areas, logistics and distribution centers, ports and even entertainment facilities to the outside.
As the governor of this colony, Zhou Guoping was proud of his youth.
Looking back on the conversation with Jiang Chen in Beijing, he is now extremely grateful for his decision. He did not choose to return to the prosperous Shanghai for retirement, but came to this undeveloped virgin land.
Instead of spending the rest of his life tremblingly in the shadow of Chu Nan, and always worrying about possible revenge, how can he be as happy as a local emperor in the distant North American continent?
The funds allocated by the Logistics Department and all the credit points on their bodies were converted into tools and raw materials needed for construction. Zhou Guoping took the appointment letter signed by the Marshal himself and took a transport ship produced by the NAC shipyard, crossed the safe channel of the Bering Strait, and arrived at the west coast of the North American continent with the reinforcements.
Not long after he arrived here, he skillfully implemented the NAC colonial policy, fully utilized the advantages of localized management, united some survivor forces with interests, and then drove this part of vested interests to assist them in enslaving another part of survivors.
At present, 20,000 workers have worked on the construction site, contributing to the North American colonies of NAC.
The price they paid was only a hundred boxes of canned food, two trucks of instant noodles, and tens of thousands of fruit-flavored high-calorie nutritional mixture.
It won't take long for this place to become a paradise that all North American survivors yearn for, and as the governor of this colony, he will also become an existence below one person and above ten thousand people.
And all of this was what he used to be, and he didn't even dare to think about it...
On the outside of the construction site, a pair of poorly equipped mercenaries were patrolling.
Half a month ago, their name was the Blood Axe Mercenary Group. Although their name is still called Blood Axe, they have been hired by NAC people as long-term partners. Their usual tasks are basically patrols. Occasionally, they can handle some of the NAC people, such as the local snakes, which seems not a problem at all.
As the leader of the mercenary group, Blood Axe is very satisfied with his current life.
Not only because of the reward offered by NAC, but also because he and his brothers all came out of the day and lived a life of food and clothing that is now free of worries.
Holding a brand new rifle and the Blood Axe, as usual, led his younger brothers to patrol the edge of this concrete fortress, and from time to time he picked up his telescope to look into the distance.
Not far away, dust floated up.
After confirming that the first convoy was approaching, Blood Axe took out the walkie-talkie and notified the colony as usual, and then took his younger brothers to meet him.
stop!The territory of NAC is ahead, please explain your purpose!
The convoy stopped and the mercenaries standing on the truck jumped down one after another.
Blood Axe gestured to the younger brothers behind him, opened the security of the rifle in his hand, and carefully warned the mercenaries with unknown intentions in front of him.
We are the Black Skeletons of Nevada.After walking about ten meters in front of Blood Axe, the strong black man in charge gestured to the mercenaries behind him, signaling them to put away their weapons, and told Blood Axe and others that they had no malice.
After doing these actions, he continued to look at the Blood Axe and grinned, "We have no malice, we are just here to discuss business with you."
Black skeleton.
This is a terrifying name in Nevada.
With the all-terrain assault vehicle modified with heavy firepower, it comes and goes in the boundless sea of sand like a dust storm. Because of its fierce combat style, it has become an eternal nightmare for caravans traveling between California and Nevada.
In addition to plundering caravans, attacking herds of two-headed cattle, and occasionally fighting with the mutant tribe, they occasionally engage in slave trade.
Especially in recent months, the profits of slave traders have become increasingly large, and they have even tended to change their careers. They have put the cart before the horse and regard slave traders as their main business and rarely touch those difficult caravans.
Speaking of the rising slave trade, it is also inseparable from these outsiders on the West Coast.
NAC's large-scale construction requires a lot of labor.Especially their unrestrained attitude has suddenly become in short supply in California's slave market, which was originally sluggish in demand.
In the deserts of Nevada, hundreds of public or private shelters are located in all sizes.
Originally, the residents of these refuges were the cheapest slaves on the wasteland of North America, because they not only had poor survival ability, but also could not do much work, and few survivors were willing to pay for them.
However, after the arrival of this group of outsiders, this situation has changed drastically.
The rich yellow people seem to have a special liking for such survivors who emerge from the shelter.
Especially for engineers or scientific researchers who hold advanced skills certificates in a certain field, NAC offers the highest price even as much as a box of canned fresh meat.
That's canned fresh meat!
In any survivor force, a box of fresh meat canned with NAC anti-counterfeiting label can be exchanged for rifle bullets of equal weight.
And it is a standard bullet of good quality, far from the high-end goods that are comparable to those of inferior bullets circulating in the black market!
Now even the capital survivors on the East Coast have heard of the name NAC. You can imagine how amazing the impact NAC has on North American survivors is.
Five hundred slaves were all in the shelter.The strong black man pointed to the group of pale-faced slaves on the truck, grinned at the NAC officer, rubbed his hands and said impatiently, "Let me see your goods."
After we estimate the price, you will naturally see what belongs to you.Speaking expressionlessly, the officer wearing a mechanical exoskeleton gestured to the soldiers behind him. Two medical staff, escorted by four soldiers, walked to the truck.
The mercenaries standing around the truck made way out, making way for the NAC people.
As usual, NAC medical staff will conduct a comprehensive assessment of the quality of slaves before trading.
From health status to physical attributes, and simple inquiries and assessments of professional knowledge and skills.
After some anxious waiting, the strong black man finally saw his own batch of 20 boxes of canned fresh meat, ten tons of rice, and a box of good cigarettes.
Pulling these things to Liberty City, which is controlled by a minute by one, can easily sell 400,000 bottle caps.
If you go further to Texas, you can even sell 600,000 bottle caps at a sky-high price.
He ordered people to load the goods onto the truck with joy, and the group climbed onto the truck again and turned around and left.
From beginning to end, Blood Axe looked at the side with expressionless face, but a storm was stirring up in his heart.
As a Californian, although his range of activities does not include the desert to the east, no survivor walking in California will be unfamiliar with the reputation of the Black Skeleton.
Whether it was the California National Guard or the Militia One Minute, these bandits wearing skull turbans took them seriously. However, in front of the NAC, they were honestly doing serious business like businessmen.
It was like the sun hitting the west!
Perhaps these outsiders can bring true order to the chaotic California?
With this idea that even he himself found unrealistic, Blood Axe greeted the NAC officer and led his younger brothers to the other end of the colony...
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