Pinecone Wood Farm.
The walls mixed with stone bricks and wooden stakes are towering and tall, wrapping up a large area of land. On one side of the wall are densely packed houses, on the other side are fields with fields of traffic and fruit forests decorated with broken snow.
It is not so much a farm here as a city from the classical era.
There were 10,000 or 20,000 people living in the wall, and a settlement was formed with the market as the core, living by officials, handicraftsmen, soldiers and their families.
There are 30,000 to 40,000 people living outside the wall, most of whom are farmers, and most of them are serfs who have lost their freedom, while the other half are tenants who have rented land and have not yet gone bankrupt.
Everything here is the farmer's property.
Whether it is land or people.
If Giant Rock City is an extreme product of industrialization coordinated by the Production Department of the War Construction Commission, then this farm is another extreme that arises after the free growth of survivors' settlements.
There is no sign of industrialization here.
Although the city of the near future is not far away, there is no trace of inheritance here, even if there is no slightest thing.
As for the reason, it is actually very simple.
It is impossible for the boat to move on its own when it stops there, either the wind blows or someone paddles.
For the ship Pinecone Farm, these two elements are obviously not available. They are neither within the planning of the War Construction Committee nor have the motivation to develop industry.
The farmer here bought several machines from Jishi City, but the effect was not very ideal. Over time, he put it in the warehouse to eat dust.
To put it bluntly, whether it is a bankrupt serf or a tenant farmer who is on the verge of bankruptcy, it can be regarded as the private property of the farmer.
Even if the poor are putting on new clothes, the farmers here will just put a new wallet on the banknotes in their pockets, which is completely unnecessary.
But even so, Pinecone Farm is much better than the vast majority of survivors who remained in the tribal era.
At least some of the predator tribes are not their opponents at all, and the agricultural products here can be sold far to the northern valley provinces.
The economic lifeline of this farm in the past century can be said to be the economic lifeline of this farm.
It is no exaggeration to say that without the big landlords of Giant Rock City, there would be no small landlords of all sizes in Jinchuan Province.
Most of the farmers here will cooperate with the merchants in the Stone City, or simply raise a few loyal servants to serve as the interests spokespersons.
Pinecone Farm is no exception, and the owner here Zhao Tiangan is more ambitious than any other farmer on this land.
His father had already accumulated enough wealth for him, and a small settlement was no longer enough to satisfy his appetite.
He wants to build a huge and eternal kingdom on this wild land like the royal family in Luoxia Province!
In order to realize this ambition, he showed an open-minded and learning attitude towards the talents and technologies in the wasteland, using the savings saved from the grain trade to recruit soldiers and hoard weapons.
However, just when he was full of confidence and was about to do something big, a bad news suddenly came from the north.
Revolution broke out in Giant Rock City, and the Giant Rock Building collapsed overnight. The nobles in the inner city were either exiled or sent to the Alliance's prisoner-of-war camp for renovation.
And his sponsors basically fell in the revolution.
The news he heard on the radio scared him into a cold sweat on the spot and didn't fall asleep for several days.
The support of northern industrialists is indispensable to establishing a huge agricultural empire in the south.
After all, he could not expect a group of farmers without knowledge to learn to operate machines, and knowledge happened to be something he could not give to those people anyway.
Now, however, his biggest partner has turned to the league.
Although the alliance was also his trading partner, since the war in the west came to an end and the railway from Luoxia Province to the southern part of the Valley Province was opened, food from Luoxia Province almost completely replaced them.
This was almost deadly to the slave owners of Jinchuan Province.
With fertilizers and high-yield seeds, one acre of land can even raise two or three people.Without the achievements of industry and the original farming technology, only three acres of land can support a person.
When the profits of exporting agricultural products cannot be exchanged for sufficient means of production and weapons to protect means of production, the virtuous cycle will be broken and their good days will be over.
Although they will not go bankrupt immediately, the shrinking of production activities has almost become inevitable.
Without external interference, they will probably completely exhaust the social wealth accumulated by trade with the Rock City in the past 100 years in about twenty or forty years until they enter a new cycle and stabilize again.
And their prosperity at this moment will also be transferred to oasis in the desert along the railway that has been built.
The Pinecone Farm is a little better, after all, the family has enough money. Even if the settlement of more than 50,000 people is placed, a group of carpenters, blacksmiths, textile workers, alchemists and other handicraftsmen will automatically emerge.
However, other small farmers were in trouble. Looking at the Kam fruit rotten in the woodland, they had gradually tasted the bitter fruit of losing the money owner.
Fortunately, the church forces from further south extended a helping hand to the locals in time.
Since planting general crops is no longer profitable
Then plant some naan fruit.
Land where nagwort is grown is no longer suitable for the growth of ordinary crops, but crops that are eroded by nagwort will grow particularly vigorously.
Survivors who eat Nago are not only invincible in all diseases, but are also humble and docile, as hardworking and well-behaved as puppets carrying threads.
From another perspective, they actually don’t need fertilizers that much, and they no longer need herbicides, and all the needs for material desires will be met.
Under that emerald green halo, man and nature will perfectly integrate, realizing the true nature of me.
In order to gain the support of the Southern Church, Pinecon Wood Farm also introduced Nago.
The effect of the nag fruit did not disappoint Zhao Tiangan at all.
His serfs were no longer lazy after eating Nago, and no one complained anymore. Everyone was as gentle as a sheep.
They may not be excellent soldiers and cannot compete in expert positions, but they are definitely the best farmers and laborers.
It is also very easy to need them to be cannon fodder. It is enough to give them a shot of holy water. The Torch Church will have a potion for immune addiction symptoms.
The withdrawal reaction can become a rope that tied them. No one dares to be lazy anymore. In order to listen to the gospel of the Son, they will work harder when they are awake.
However, unlike those farmers who gave up, Zhao Tiangan was always worried about those charlatans.
The royal doctor he hired told him that the serfs who ate nago were not truly invincible, but that their physical functions completely gave up their resistance to viruses and bacteria.
Similarly, viruses and bacteria also lose their aggressiveness and form a symbiotic relationship with the infected person under the action of a special mycelium.
This has led to all the serfs becoming breeding bacteria. Some normal people who do not eat nago will get strange infectious diseases when they get close to them.
Some tenants who were not forced to be rationed were also forced to take Nago because they did not have enough antibiotics and other drugs.
At first, Zhao Tiangan expected to allow 20% of the residents to receive baptism of the holy fruit, but when he came back to his senses, the entire settlement became a believer of the Torch Church.
I wanted to stop, but it seemed too late...
The magnificent manor mansion, a group of children are laughing and playing on the lush lawn.
Just in the main building not far away, Zhao Tiangan, who was standing by the window, looked at the smoke-filled settlement outside the window, and his frown brow couldn't help but write a hint of sadness.
He has never been so worried about the future of this settlement, nor has he been so confused about it.However, at this moment, the feeling of not knowing where to go was getting stronger and stronger.
The fruits and faiths brought by those believers solved most of the problems he faced, but the biggest problem was that he did not know where those people would take him.
His throat became faintly itchy, and Zhao Tiangan couldn't help but cough in the towel.
He moved the towel away from his mouth, and a faint bloodstain caught his eyes, making his heart tighten involuntarily.
Oh shit!
After cursing for a few words, he hurriedly took out a box of pills from his pocket, knocked out two pills in his palm and threw them into his mouth, grabbed the cup on the table and drank it in warm water.
After a moment, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little more comfortable.
Recently, somehow, his lungs had some minor problems. At first, he had just taken some medicine, but the disease has made a comeback again and again, and he has coughed up blood until now.
He himself didn't know why this happened, but coughing up blood was not a good sign.
At this time, a knock on the door came from the door.
Zhao Tiangan cleared his throat and stuffed his hand towel into his pocket.
Please come in.
The door is open.
An old man with gray temples came in.His name is Ma Zhongxian, he is the butler of Songguo Wood Farm and the confidant of the owner.
Looking at Zhao Tiangan standing by the window, the old man nodded slightly and said respectfully.
adult.
Without much nonsense, Zhao Tiangan immediately spoke.
Is there any news over Yanghe?
Ma Zhongxian nodded and said.
He just reported to me that they had purchased the weapons on the list and the transport convoy was moving in our direction... However, because of the snow on the mountain road, they had been wasting some time at the junction of the two provinces, and it would probably take more days to arrive.
Zhao Tian said irritably.
Let him get faster.
Ma Zhongxian nodded respectfully.
yes.
Zhao Tiangan glanced at the children playing outside the window, looked at the little girl sitting next to his daughter, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
In early December of previous years, Yang He, who went to Qingquanshui to sell autumn grain, should have come back, but this year it was more than a month late.
But he was not worried that the merchant would run away with the money.
That guy's baby daughter is still hostage in his own hands.
I believe he will make the right judgment and know what to take and what not to take.
Seeing that the old housekeeper had no intention of leaving, Zhao Tiangan continued to ask.
Is there anything else?
Yes, there is one more...
explain.
Ma Zhongxian hesitated for a moment and whispered.
The Apostle who went to Chenai Town to preach has not heard of it for three days, and the 41 militias he took away have not returned.
Zhao Tiangan frowned.
Why have you been there for so long?
Three days.
All are enough to go back and forth.
Ma Zhongxian said with a wry smile and shook his head.
I don't know...my suggestion is that we'd better send someone to see what's going on over there.
Tsk down his tongue, Zhao Tiangan waved his hand impatiently.
You go and arrange it.
He doesn't like those charlatans very much.
But it is also true that he has to rely on those guys at this moment.
Obey orders.
Ma Zhongxian bowed slightly and took the door with him as he left the door.
Seeing the door closed again, Zhao Tiangan, who could not hold back, covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed twice.
As the palm of his hand heated, his heart sank slightly. When he moved his hand away from his mouth, he indeed saw a glimpse of dark red blood in his palm.
Even if he was calm, he couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart when he saw the blood stains.
Although he possesses supreme power in this settlement, he is only a physical body and cannot escape birth, old age, sickness and death.
Tsk...is it still not possible?
After a few hesitations, he hurried back to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out a silver box.
Open the box and three jade-colored fruits lie quietly inside.
These three fruits were gifts given to him by the apostle named Zhang Zhengyang. They are said to be the purest holy fruit produced from the holy land, and can completely get rid of all the illnesses in the world.
Of course he didn't believe that guy's nonsense.
The remaining reason told him that this was not a good thing.
Although the holy water can keep him awake, it also means that his consciousness and even his life will be in the hands of others.
If it were normal, he would never eat this thing.
But at this moment, his physical condition seemed to be unable to allow him to continue hesitating.
He is at the age of a young and strong man, how could he show his fatigue like an old man?
This settlement and even the entire wasteland require his great power. He still has a lot of things to do, so he can't fall down in this place!
Just one...
Zhao Tiangan comforted himself so much in his heart, took out the smallest jade-colored fruit, and carefully stuffed it into his mouth.
The moment the lips and teeth touched each other, the sweetness flowed into his throat along the taste buds. The honey brew that seemed to be poured into the depths of his soul made his spirit vague.
The subsequent comfort dispelled all the illnesses in an instant.
In his body, no matter what form of life is, it has reached a reconciliation under the action of some unknown force.
More than that
He felt unprecedented health and strength.
With his hands on his shoulders, Zhao Tiangan suddenly laughed out loud.
Haha...hahaha!
The laughter grew louder and louder, and it brought a hint of madness.
I see.
At this moment, he finally understood why those people couldn't stop...
……
About one or two hundred kilometers away from Jinhe City, six modified trucks broke down on the roadside, and orange-yellow gun flames flashed on the top of the slope not far away.
More than twenty raiders lay on the top of the slope, and their automatic rifles were fired, pouring fire from top to bottom.
The caravan guard was caught off guard and hid from the truck in a mess. He rolled and crawled behind large rocks, and fought back to the slope with limited shelter.
The shell dropped to the ground, the raider with bullet links wrapped around his shoulders and holding machine guns in both hands shouted excitedly to the head beside him.
Ha ha!We are going to get rich!
Give me some peace of mind!Don't break the goods on the car!
Wang Youhu, wearing an animal-skinned hat, had a red face excitedly, and his two eyes as big as mung beans stared at the convoy anchored on the roadside, with a greedy light flashing in his eyes.
The goods on those six trucks were loaded with at least hundreds of guns and hundreds of thousands of bullets!
With this batch of arms, he dared to grab even those small villages, even Boss Zhao’s pinecone farm!Their mountain wolf helps to become bigger and stronger is no longer a dream!
However
They obviously picked the wrong opponent.
Just when they were shooting, a team of soldiers wearing painted black exoskeletons had already touched the hillside on their side.
With a short bang, a string of blood mist exploded on the head of the raider holding the machine gun, and he lay on the ground without saying a word.
Seeing this, the plunderer next to him was about to take over the machine gun. As soon as he poked his head out of the cover, he shot him again.
Two people died in a blink of an eye.
The raider, who was lying on the top of the slope, finally came to his senses and turned his gun to look at the flank hillside.
However, at the same time, bullets came roaring, pressing them behind the bunker, unable to raise their heads at all.
After glimpse of the dark exoskeleton, a hint of horror flashed in Wang Youhu's eyes, and the greed in his heart disappeared. He looked at his brothers and screamed in surprise.
Damn, retreat!
K-10 Iron Wall Heavy Duty Exoskeleton!
Why did the regular army in Giant Rock City come here?!
Before he could think about this problem, he quickly gave up the cover and fled down the hillside behind him.
Seeing that the boss had run away, the younger brothers gave up their positions and scattered into the forest like birds and beasts, even throwing the precious machine gun away and not daring to ask for it.
The battle is over.
Seeing that the plunderers were gone, Luo Yu did not chase into the forest at the foot of the mountain, but walked to the machine gun.
He kicked the body lying on it, staring at the machine gun, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Good guy, even bandits use Maxim.
This thing looks a bit old.
Eighty percent of the arms were eliminated after the last wave.
After several equipment upgrades, the Alliance Army basically no longer uses this bulky water-cooled machine gun. Even the Goblin Technology Maxim-II uses an air-cooled structure imitating the MG42, and has increased the caliber from 7mm to 10mm.
As for this early Maxim-I, most of them were treated to the traders on the wasteland.
Some less developed survivors are still very interested in this small-caliber machine gun with cheap bullets, high firing rate and strong suppression effect.
As for how it got to the hands of the raiders, it is unknown.
Maybe they snatched it themselves, or maybe it was sold to them by a merchant.
Looking at Luo Yu, who was returning to the convoy with a machine gun and a box of machine gun ammunition, a man in a leather jacket immediately walked up and asked with concern.
Are you okay?
The name of this NPC is Wu Wenzhou, who is the leader of the caravan and the subordinate of the entrusted employer.
I'm fine, those people have already run away...Ah, right.
Luo Yu continued to say concisely and concisely, throwing the ammunition box and Maxim in front of the NPC.
Do you accept this thing?
Wu Wenzhou was stunned when he heard this, obviously not keeping up with the person in front of him.
Seeing that this person didn't look like he was joking, he squatted down and fiddled with the machine gun for a while, then looked at the ammunition box and said hesitantly.
There are some maintenance missing, but it can still be used...How about 600 silver coins?
For the Maxim-II type, he remembers correctly that the market price is about 1,000 to 1,200 silver coins.
However, this Maxim-I model has been discontinued, and the price on the black market may not be as good as the box of 7mm full power bullets next to it.
Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to give such a high price, 400 silver coins to the highest level.But this guy saved their lives just now, so he was embarrassed to be stingy.
Luo Yu was delighted when he heard this offer.
Six hundred!
Good guy!
This is more generous than a mosquito!
Being a mercenary is too profitable!
He called his subordinates to throw the machine gun into the truck, and Wu Wenzhou shouted at his subordinates behind him.
Move quickly, everyone is ready to go!
After climbing over the forest and hills ahead, we can see the destination!
If you don't want to spend the night outside, we'd better get to the town of Hope before dark.Otherwise, when it gets dark, there will be those guys everywhere!
After cleaning the battlefield in a hurry, the group continued to set off.
Looking at the forest in the distance, shrouded in mist, Luo Yu felt a surge in his heart when he thought that there was Jinchuan Province under his feet.
Unexpectedly, one day, I will also stand at the forefront of the version.
Unable to resist the curiosity in his heart, he looked at the NPC next to him and asked.
What kind of place is that pinecone farm?
Wu Wenzhou, who was sitting next to him, said with a smile.
It was a big settlement...but it may not be as many buildings as the Giant Rock City.
An antique town?
The town...that's not a question.
When talking about this, Luo Yu obviously felt that the NPC's eyes were a little complicated, and he seemed not willing to mention that place more.
Even if it was his hometown.
...Anyway, it's only a day or two, and you'll know when you arrive.
……
At the last moment when dusk was completely set, the convoy heading to Pinecone Farm finally swayed to the edge of Hope Town.
At the same time, in Jinhe City, dozens of kilometers away, a viper transport aircraft dragged a light blue arc and quietly approached a quiet city.
The city is like dead, the quiet streets have no vitality, every building is like a cemetery, and every window is like a standing grave.
Like Qingquan City, there are a large number of alien species active in the urban area here, but the difference is that there are no deadly variant slime molds and maternal nests, and there is no wave once a year.
The Viper transport plane moving along the edge of the ruins of the tall building and moving forward silently finally stopped on the roof of an abandoned building.
Ye Shi, wearing power armor, jumped out of the cabin and stepped on the dry concrete floor.
Holding the LD-50 carbine in his hand, he carefully checked every corner of the roof, and after confirming that he was safe, he changed into the Gauss sniper rifle on his back, walked to the edge of the building, and crawled on the guardrail.
The landmark with the mission coordinates on the pre-war map is named Champion Biopharmaceutical Research Institute.
This company seemed quite famous before the war, and the champion injection was their proud work, and the T-10 champion of the Former Army of Renmin United Army was also suspected to have a unclear relationship with this company.
The entire facility is divided into two floors: above-ground and underground.
There are four hundred-story buildings on the ground, each with an entrance to the underground.
According to the college's information, the 1,000 cubic meters of liquid helium 3 are stored in the backup power supply of the underground research facility in a 1L high-pressure gas storage cylinder.
All they had to do was sneak in and emptie the gas cylinders there.
The only trouble is that the underground security facilities are still working, and the information about the underground facilities is completely blank.
They neither know what they are studying there nor the security level there, nor even if any competitors are eyeing the things there.
I have reached the location, the task coordinates are about 700 meters away from me, and I am confirming the target situation...
He skillfully put his helmet eyepiece on the scope, and Ye Shi looked at the building in the distance, and his face suddenly changed slightly.
Grass!
There was a whispering sound of electric current flashing in the communication screen.
After a while, Lao Bai's voice came.
Ye Shi, what's going on with you?
Mutants!And not one or two... there are at least hundreds of people who can be seen outside!
The scope searched along the walls of the building and looked at the bunkers reinforced by concrete and iron, Ye Shi cursed.
Damn, these guys are building nests on it!
As soon as he finished speaking, the mutters of his teammates spread in the communication channel.
Mutants?!What do those green skins need helium three for?
They all know how to fusion nuclear??
Actually, there is no need to understand. As long as there is a residual nuclear fusion device...didn't we do it the same?
At this time, a long voice came from the communication channel, interrupting everyone's communication.
Team B arrived at the location... There were a lot of people here. Although our firepower should be able to gain the upper hand, it was too close to that "Qi" tribe.
It is not a good idea to let them know that we are targeting the same target. No matter what they are looking for, they shouldn't have succeeded yet... Otherwise, they wouldn't be patrolling here.
Lao Bai: Well, it makes sense.
Looking at the green head in the center of the sight, Ye Shi rubbed the trigger with his index finger and said unwillingly.
Could it be that way today?
Fang Chang said patiently.
There is not enough manpower, even if we attack for a strong attack, we need at least a group of personnel to help us restrain the enemy reinforcements or launch a feint attack on their lairs.
Otherwise, even if we scored in, the mutants would be stunned when the road was blocked by the mutants.
Lao Bai agreed with his point of view.
At least what we want is likely to be inside, and there are other things in addition to nuclear fuel... In short, report it to the manager first.
OK...
After taking a last look at the green head and the ugly face like an evil ghost, Ye Shi resisted the urge to shoot and reluctantly put away the gun.
You're lucky!
The mutant's mouth was drooling, and he was not sure what he was thinking, and he didn't realize that he had walked in front of the gate of hell.
Turning back to the Viper helicopter, Ye Shi had just stepped into the cabin and was about to stand up when a gunshot suddenly came from a distance, completely tearing the silence of Ye.
Hearing the sound, he suddenly shuddered.
Damn it?!
Didn’t you agree not to fight?!
The walls mixed with stone bricks and wooden stakes are towering and tall, wrapping up a large area of land. On one side of the wall are densely packed houses, on the other side are fields with fields of traffic and fruit forests decorated with broken snow.
It is not so much a farm here as a city from the classical era.
There were 10,000 or 20,000 people living in the wall, and a settlement was formed with the market as the core, living by officials, handicraftsmen, soldiers and their families.
There are 30,000 to 40,000 people living outside the wall, most of whom are farmers, and most of them are serfs who have lost their freedom, while the other half are tenants who have rented land and have not yet gone bankrupt.
Everything here is the farmer's property.
Whether it is land or people.
If Giant Rock City is an extreme product of industrialization coordinated by the Production Department of the War Construction Commission, then this farm is another extreme that arises after the free growth of survivors' settlements.
There is no sign of industrialization here.
Although the city of the near future is not far away, there is no trace of inheritance here, even if there is no slightest thing.
As for the reason, it is actually very simple.
It is impossible for the boat to move on its own when it stops there, either the wind blows or someone paddles.
For the ship Pinecone Farm, these two elements are obviously not available. They are neither within the planning of the War Construction Committee nor have the motivation to develop industry.
The farmer here bought several machines from Jishi City, but the effect was not very ideal. Over time, he put it in the warehouse to eat dust.
To put it bluntly, whether it is a bankrupt serf or a tenant farmer who is on the verge of bankruptcy, it can be regarded as the private property of the farmer.
Even if the poor are putting on new clothes, the farmers here will just put a new wallet on the banknotes in their pockets, which is completely unnecessary.
But even so, Pinecone Farm is much better than the vast majority of survivors who remained in the tribal era.
At least some of the predator tribes are not their opponents at all, and the agricultural products here can be sold far to the northern valley provinces.
The economic lifeline of this farm in the past century can be said to be the economic lifeline of this farm.
It is no exaggeration to say that without the big landlords of Giant Rock City, there would be no small landlords of all sizes in Jinchuan Province.
Most of the farmers here will cooperate with the merchants in the Stone City, or simply raise a few loyal servants to serve as the interests spokespersons.
Pinecone Farm is no exception, and the owner here Zhao Tiangan is more ambitious than any other farmer on this land.
His father had already accumulated enough wealth for him, and a small settlement was no longer enough to satisfy his appetite.
He wants to build a huge and eternal kingdom on this wild land like the royal family in Luoxia Province!
In order to realize this ambition, he showed an open-minded and learning attitude towards the talents and technologies in the wasteland, using the savings saved from the grain trade to recruit soldiers and hoard weapons.
However, just when he was full of confidence and was about to do something big, a bad news suddenly came from the north.
Revolution broke out in Giant Rock City, and the Giant Rock Building collapsed overnight. The nobles in the inner city were either exiled or sent to the Alliance's prisoner-of-war camp for renovation.
And his sponsors basically fell in the revolution.
The news he heard on the radio scared him into a cold sweat on the spot and didn't fall asleep for several days.
The support of northern industrialists is indispensable to establishing a huge agricultural empire in the south.
After all, he could not expect a group of farmers without knowledge to learn to operate machines, and knowledge happened to be something he could not give to those people anyway.
Now, however, his biggest partner has turned to the league.
Although the alliance was also his trading partner, since the war in the west came to an end and the railway from Luoxia Province to the southern part of the Valley Province was opened, food from Luoxia Province almost completely replaced them.
This was almost deadly to the slave owners of Jinchuan Province.
With fertilizers and high-yield seeds, one acre of land can even raise two or three people.Without the achievements of industry and the original farming technology, only three acres of land can support a person.
When the profits of exporting agricultural products cannot be exchanged for sufficient means of production and weapons to protect means of production, the virtuous cycle will be broken and their good days will be over.
Although they will not go bankrupt immediately, the shrinking of production activities has almost become inevitable.
Without external interference, they will probably completely exhaust the social wealth accumulated by trade with the Rock City in the past 100 years in about twenty or forty years until they enter a new cycle and stabilize again.
And their prosperity at this moment will also be transferred to oasis in the desert along the railway that has been built.
The Pinecone Farm is a little better, after all, the family has enough money. Even if the settlement of more than 50,000 people is placed, a group of carpenters, blacksmiths, textile workers, alchemists and other handicraftsmen will automatically emerge.
However, other small farmers were in trouble. Looking at the Kam fruit rotten in the woodland, they had gradually tasted the bitter fruit of losing the money owner.
Fortunately, the church forces from further south extended a helping hand to the locals in time.
Since planting general crops is no longer profitable
Then plant some naan fruit.
Land where nagwort is grown is no longer suitable for the growth of ordinary crops, but crops that are eroded by nagwort will grow particularly vigorously.
Survivors who eat Nago are not only invincible in all diseases, but are also humble and docile, as hardworking and well-behaved as puppets carrying threads.
From another perspective, they actually don’t need fertilizers that much, and they no longer need herbicides, and all the needs for material desires will be met.
Under that emerald green halo, man and nature will perfectly integrate, realizing the true nature of me.
In order to gain the support of the Southern Church, Pinecon Wood Farm also introduced Nago.
The effect of the nag fruit did not disappoint Zhao Tiangan at all.
His serfs were no longer lazy after eating Nago, and no one complained anymore. Everyone was as gentle as a sheep.
They may not be excellent soldiers and cannot compete in expert positions, but they are definitely the best farmers and laborers.
It is also very easy to need them to be cannon fodder. It is enough to give them a shot of holy water. The Torch Church will have a potion for immune addiction symptoms.
The withdrawal reaction can become a rope that tied them. No one dares to be lazy anymore. In order to listen to the gospel of the Son, they will work harder when they are awake.
However, unlike those farmers who gave up, Zhao Tiangan was always worried about those charlatans.
The royal doctor he hired told him that the serfs who ate nago were not truly invincible, but that their physical functions completely gave up their resistance to viruses and bacteria.
Similarly, viruses and bacteria also lose their aggressiveness and form a symbiotic relationship with the infected person under the action of a special mycelium.
This has led to all the serfs becoming breeding bacteria. Some normal people who do not eat nago will get strange infectious diseases when they get close to them.
Some tenants who were not forced to be rationed were also forced to take Nago because they did not have enough antibiotics and other drugs.
At first, Zhao Tiangan expected to allow 20% of the residents to receive baptism of the holy fruit, but when he came back to his senses, the entire settlement became a believer of the Torch Church.
I wanted to stop, but it seemed too late...
The magnificent manor mansion, a group of children are laughing and playing on the lush lawn.
Just in the main building not far away, Zhao Tiangan, who was standing by the window, looked at the smoke-filled settlement outside the window, and his frown brow couldn't help but write a hint of sadness.
He has never been so worried about the future of this settlement, nor has he been so confused about it.However, at this moment, the feeling of not knowing where to go was getting stronger and stronger.
The fruits and faiths brought by those believers solved most of the problems he faced, but the biggest problem was that he did not know where those people would take him.
His throat became faintly itchy, and Zhao Tiangan couldn't help but cough in the towel.
He moved the towel away from his mouth, and a faint bloodstain caught his eyes, making his heart tighten involuntarily.
Oh shit!
After cursing for a few words, he hurriedly took out a box of pills from his pocket, knocked out two pills in his palm and threw them into his mouth, grabbed the cup on the table and drank it in warm water.
After a moment, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little more comfortable.
Recently, somehow, his lungs had some minor problems. At first, he had just taken some medicine, but the disease has made a comeback again and again, and he has coughed up blood until now.
He himself didn't know why this happened, but coughing up blood was not a good sign.
At this time, a knock on the door came from the door.
Zhao Tiangan cleared his throat and stuffed his hand towel into his pocket.
Please come in.
The door is open.
An old man with gray temples came in.His name is Ma Zhongxian, he is the butler of Songguo Wood Farm and the confidant of the owner.
Looking at Zhao Tiangan standing by the window, the old man nodded slightly and said respectfully.
adult.
Without much nonsense, Zhao Tiangan immediately spoke.
Is there any news over Yanghe?
Ma Zhongxian nodded and said.
He just reported to me that they had purchased the weapons on the list and the transport convoy was moving in our direction... However, because of the snow on the mountain road, they had been wasting some time at the junction of the two provinces, and it would probably take more days to arrive.
Zhao Tian said irritably.
Let him get faster.
Ma Zhongxian nodded respectfully.
yes.
Zhao Tiangan glanced at the children playing outside the window, looked at the little girl sitting next to his daughter, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
In early December of previous years, Yang He, who went to Qingquanshui to sell autumn grain, should have come back, but this year it was more than a month late.
But he was not worried that the merchant would run away with the money.
That guy's baby daughter is still hostage in his own hands.
I believe he will make the right judgment and know what to take and what not to take.
Seeing that the old housekeeper had no intention of leaving, Zhao Tiangan continued to ask.
Is there anything else?
Yes, there is one more...
explain.
Ma Zhongxian hesitated for a moment and whispered.
The Apostle who went to Chenai Town to preach has not heard of it for three days, and the 41 militias he took away have not returned.
Zhao Tiangan frowned.
Why have you been there for so long?
Three days.
All are enough to go back and forth.
Ma Zhongxian said with a wry smile and shook his head.
I don't know...my suggestion is that we'd better send someone to see what's going on over there.
Tsk down his tongue, Zhao Tiangan waved his hand impatiently.
You go and arrange it.
He doesn't like those charlatans very much.
But it is also true that he has to rely on those guys at this moment.
Obey orders.
Ma Zhongxian bowed slightly and took the door with him as he left the door.
Seeing the door closed again, Zhao Tiangan, who could not hold back, covered his mouth with his right hand and coughed twice.
As the palm of his hand heated, his heart sank slightly. When he moved his hand away from his mouth, he indeed saw a glimpse of dark red blood in his palm.
Even if he was calm, he couldn't help but feel a little panic in his heart when he saw the blood stains.
Although he possesses supreme power in this settlement, he is only a physical body and cannot escape birth, old age, sickness and death.
Tsk...is it still not possible?
After a few hesitations, he hurried back to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out a silver box.
Open the box and three jade-colored fruits lie quietly inside.
These three fruits were gifts given to him by the apostle named Zhang Zhengyang. They are said to be the purest holy fruit produced from the holy land, and can completely get rid of all the illnesses in the world.
Of course he didn't believe that guy's nonsense.
The remaining reason told him that this was not a good thing.
Although the holy water can keep him awake, it also means that his consciousness and even his life will be in the hands of others.
If it were normal, he would never eat this thing.
But at this moment, his physical condition seemed to be unable to allow him to continue hesitating.
He is at the age of a young and strong man, how could he show his fatigue like an old man?
This settlement and even the entire wasteland require his great power. He still has a lot of things to do, so he can't fall down in this place!
Just one...
Zhao Tiangan comforted himself so much in his heart, took out the smallest jade-colored fruit, and carefully stuffed it into his mouth.
The moment the lips and teeth touched each other, the sweetness flowed into his throat along the taste buds. The honey brew that seemed to be poured into the depths of his soul made his spirit vague.
The subsequent comfort dispelled all the illnesses in an instant.
In his body, no matter what form of life is, it has reached a reconciliation under the action of some unknown force.
More than that
He felt unprecedented health and strength.
With his hands on his shoulders, Zhao Tiangan suddenly laughed out loud.
Haha...hahaha!
The laughter grew louder and louder, and it brought a hint of madness.
I see.
At this moment, he finally understood why those people couldn't stop...
……
About one or two hundred kilometers away from Jinhe City, six modified trucks broke down on the roadside, and orange-yellow gun flames flashed on the top of the slope not far away.
More than twenty raiders lay on the top of the slope, and their automatic rifles were fired, pouring fire from top to bottom.
The caravan guard was caught off guard and hid from the truck in a mess. He rolled and crawled behind large rocks, and fought back to the slope with limited shelter.
The shell dropped to the ground, the raider with bullet links wrapped around his shoulders and holding machine guns in both hands shouted excitedly to the head beside him.
Ha ha!We are going to get rich!
Give me some peace of mind!Don't break the goods on the car!
Wang Youhu, wearing an animal-skinned hat, had a red face excitedly, and his two eyes as big as mung beans stared at the convoy anchored on the roadside, with a greedy light flashing in his eyes.
The goods on those six trucks were loaded with at least hundreds of guns and hundreds of thousands of bullets!
With this batch of arms, he dared to grab even those small villages, even Boss Zhao’s pinecone farm!Their mountain wolf helps to become bigger and stronger is no longer a dream!
However
They obviously picked the wrong opponent.
Just when they were shooting, a team of soldiers wearing painted black exoskeletons had already touched the hillside on their side.
With a short bang, a string of blood mist exploded on the head of the raider holding the machine gun, and he lay on the ground without saying a word.
Seeing this, the plunderer next to him was about to take over the machine gun. As soon as he poked his head out of the cover, he shot him again.
Two people died in a blink of an eye.
The raider, who was lying on the top of the slope, finally came to his senses and turned his gun to look at the flank hillside.
However, at the same time, bullets came roaring, pressing them behind the bunker, unable to raise their heads at all.
After glimpse of the dark exoskeleton, a hint of horror flashed in Wang Youhu's eyes, and the greed in his heart disappeared. He looked at his brothers and screamed in surprise.
Damn, retreat!
K-10 Iron Wall Heavy Duty Exoskeleton!
Why did the regular army in Giant Rock City come here?!
Before he could think about this problem, he quickly gave up the cover and fled down the hillside behind him.
Seeing that the boss had run away, the younger brothers gave up their positions and scattered into the forest like birds and beasts, even throwing the precious machine gun away and not daring to ask for it.
The battle is over.
Seeing that the plunderers were gone, Luo Yu did not chase into the forest at the foot of the mountain, but walked to the machine gun.
He kicked the body lying on it, staring at the machine gun, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Good guy, even bandits use Maxim.
This thing looks a bit old.
Eighty percent of the arms were eliminated after the last wave.
After several equipment upgrades, the Alliance Army basically no longer uses this bulky water-cooled machine gun. Even the Goblin Technology Maxim-II uses an air-cooled structure imitating the MG42, and has increased the caliber from 7mm to 10mm.
As for this early Maxim-I, most of them were treated to the traders on the wasteland.
Some less developed survivors are still very interested in this small-caliber machine gun with cheap bullets, high firing rate and strong suppression effect.
As for how it got to the hands of the raiders, it is unknown.
Maybe they snatched it themselves, or maybe it was sold to them by a merchant.
Looking at Luo Yu, who was returning to the convoy with a machine gun and a box of machine gun ammunition, a man in a leather jacket immediately walked up and asked with concern.
Are you okay?
The name of this NPC is Wu Wenzhou, who is the leader of the caravan and the subordinate of the entrusted employer.
I'm fine, those people have already run away...Ah, right.
Luo Yu continued to say concisely and concisely, throwing the ammunition box and Maxim in front of the NPC.
Do you accept this thing?
Wu Wenzhou was stunned when he heard this, obviously not keeping up with the person in front of him.
Seeing that this person didn't look like he was joking, he squatted down and fiddled with the machine gun for a while, then looked at the ammunition box and said hesitantly.
There are some maintenance missing, but it can still be used...How about 600 silver coins?
For the Maxim-II type, he remembers correctly that the market price is about 1,000 to 1,200 silver coins.
However, this Maxim-I model has been discontinued, and the price on the black market may not be as good as the box of 7mm full power bullets next to it.
Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to give such a high price, 400 silver coins to the highest level.But this guy saved their lives just now, so he was embarrassed to be stingy.
Luo Yu was delighted when he heard this offer.
Six hundred!
Good guy!
This is more generous than a mosquito!
Being a mercenary is too profitable!
He called his subordinates to throw the machine gun into the truck, and Wu Wenzhou shouted at his subordinates behind him.
Move quickly, everyone is ready to go!
After climbing over the forest and hills ahead, we can see the destination!
If you don't want to spend the night outside, we'd better get to the town of Hope before dark.Otherwise, when it gets dark, there will be those guys everywhere!
After cleaning the battlefield in a hurry, the group continued to set off.
Looking at the forest in the distance, shrouded in mist, Luo Yu felt a surge in his heart when he thought that there was Jinchuan Province under his feet.
Unexpectedly, one day, I will also stand at the forefront of the version.
Unable to resist the curiosity in his heart, he looked at the NPC next to him and asked.
What kind of place is that pinecone farm?
Wu Wenzhou, who was sitting next to him, said with a smile.
It was a big settlement...but it may not be as many buildings as the Giant Rock City.
An antique town?
The town...that's not a question.
When talking about this, Luo Yu obviously felt that the NPC's eyes were a little complicated, and he seemed not willing to mention that place more.
Even if it was his hometown.
...Anyway, it's only a day or two, and you'll know when you arrive.
……
At the last moment when dusk was completely set, the convoy heading to Pinecone Farm finally swayed to the edge of Hope Town.
At the same time, in Jinhe City, dozens of kilometers away, a viper transport aircraft dragged a light blue arc and quietly approached a quiet city.
The city is like dead, the quiet streets have no vitality, every building is like a cemetery, and every window is like a standing grave.
Like Qingquan City, there are a large number of alien species active in the urban area here, but the difference is that there are no deadly variant slime molds and maternal nests, and there is no wave once a year.
The Viper transport plane moving along the edge of the ruins of the tall building and moving forward silently finally stopped on the roof of an abandoned building.
Ye Shi, wearing power armor, jumped out of the cabin and stepped on the dry concrete floor.
Holding the LD-50 carbine in his hand, he carefully checked every corner of the roof, and after confirming that he was safe, he changed into the Gauss sniper rifle on his back, walked to the edge of the building, and crawled on the guardrail.
The landmark with the mission coordinates on the pre-war map is named Champion Biopharmaceutical Research Institute.
This company seemed quite famous before the war, and the champion injection was their proud work, and the T-10 champion of the Former Army of Renmin United Army was also suspected to have a unclear relationship with this company.
The entire facility is divided into two floors: above-ground and underground.
There are four hundred-story buildings on the ground, each with an entrance to the underground.
According to the college's information, the 1,000 cubic meters of liquid helium 3 are stored in the backup power supply of the underground research facility in a 1L high-pressure gas storage cylinder.
All they had to do was sneak in and emptie the gas cylinders there.
The only trouble is that the underground security facilities are still working, and the information about the underground facilities is completely blank.
They neither know what they are studying there nor the security level there, nor even if any competitors are eyeing the things there.
I have reached the location, the task coordinates are about 700 meters away from me, and I am confirming the target situation...
He skillfully put his helmet eyepiece on the scope, and Ye Shi looked at the building in the distance, and his face suddenly changed slightly.
Grass!
There was a whispering sound of electric current flashing in the communication screen.
After a while, Lao Bai's voice came.
Ye Shi, what's going on with you?
Mutants!And not one or two... there are at least hundreds of people who can be seen outside!
The scope searched along the walls of the building and looked at the bunkers reinforced by concrete and iron, Ye Shi cursed.
Damn, these guys are building nests on it!
As soon as he finished speaking, the mutters of his teammates spread in the communication channel.
Mutants?!What do those green skins need helium three for?
They all know how to fusion nuclear??
Actually, there is no need to understand. As long as there is a residual nuclear fusion device...didn't we do it the same?
At this time, a long voice came from the communication channel, interrupting everyone's communication.
Team B arrived at the location... There were a lot of people here. Although our firepower should be able to gain the upper hand, it was too close to that "Qi" tribe.
It is not a good idea to let them know that we are targeting the same target. No matter what they are looking for, they shouldn't have succeeded yet... Otherwise, they wouldn't be patrolling here.
Lao Bai: Well, it makes sense.
Looking at the green head in the center of the sight, Ye Shi rubbed the trigger with his index finger and said unwillingly.
Could it be that way today?
Fang Chang said patiently.
There is not enough manpower, even if we attack for a strong attack, we need at least a group of personnel to help us restrain the enemy reinforcements or launch a feint attack on their lairs.
Otherwise, even if we scored in, the mutants would be stunned when the road was blocked by the mutants.
Lao Bai agreed with his point of view.
At least what we want is likely to be inside, and there are other things in addition to nuclear fuel... In short, report it to the manager first.
OK...
After taking a last look at the green head and the ugly face like an evil ghost, Ye Shi resisted the urge to shoot and reluctantly put away the gun.
You're lucky!
The mutant's mouth was drooling, and he was not sure what he was thinking, and he didn't realize that he had walked in front of the gate of hell.
Turning back to the Viper helicopter, Ye Shi had just stepped into the cabin and was about to stand up when a gunshot suddenly came from a distance, completely tearing the silence of Ye.
Hearing the sound, he suddenly shuddered.
Damn it?!
Didn’t you agree not to fight?!
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