A bonfire made of wood burned.
Mars floated into the sky with the heat wave.
The herdsmen beat the skin drums and the bone flute in front of the fire. The young dancer covered his face with a veil and offered a dance to the New Year on the snow.
Guards, workers, and players who like to join in the fun also joined in with food and spirits from the market.
Although there is only one cup of free red wine, there are quite a lot of distilled wine in the warehouse.
A long time ago, players used Polygonum grass to make music and wool horn potatoes as ingredients to make distilled liquor.
Compared to the red wine that takes time to taste, this kind of hot and bloody spirit is more popular among wasteland tourists.
But few people can handle the red and white drinks together.
For a moment, the market at the north gate was tilted.
Boss Xia still wanted to drink, but he was already lying on the table and fell asleep.
Worried that she would catch a cold, Xiaoyu, who was very good at taking care of others, went to the bank to get a blanket, and put it on tiptoe and covered it on her shoulder.
There is a brazier under the table.
Xiaoyu patted her back and said in a tone that was like coaxing a child.
Don't drink so much next time, okay?
However, Boss Xia, who was already asleep, obviously didn't listen. He had no idea what kind of dream he had. The corners of his lips were gently raised and he kept sipping in his mouth.
Hehe...I want it even more.
Not far away, a certain tasting staff was looking for the toilet with an anxious look on his face.
A little further apart, the duck's throat wailed like a fire.
water!Blur me with water!
Makabazi lay on the ground and shouted, until the construction site boy stuffed a pile of snow into his mouth with the bricks, that the guy physically calmed down.
The debt-in-lawed big-eyed expression seemed to have a mask of pain, and he said alone with his cover.
Damn, what is it because of me? I feel like my stomach is roaring!
Looking at his bulging belly with a waterskiing edge, he couldn't help but complain.
How much did you eat?
Not much, only 100 million points. The debt-related big eyes burped and said in a vague voice, why do you have to eat it again after you have returned to reality?
Edge paddling: …
The construction site boy and brick: …
Is this a question that the Intelligence Department can ask??
Fang Changwai, who had drunk too much, sat on the wooden chair and began his improvisational creation.
Listening to the nomad's iron-like percussion music and the rosy bone flute, his index finger beat the table and hummed the songs he made up.
Humph...
The gears of the kingdom of heaven fell into the furnace.
Boiling steel splashed out from the pot.
The immortal natural disaster will never stop.
We will recast the mortal kingdom.
……
The dried hoarse voice was like a saw blade pulling a violin, but there was unexpectedly a rhythm of ups and downs in the rough accompaniment.
It's like half a bottle of strong wine entering the throat.
It's like a forging stove with iron sounds.
Fang Chang forgot the lyrics halfway through singing, and the player who was joking next to him continued to make up, and just followed by a song.
But the more you go to the back, the more outrageous the style of painting is. From the sacred Terra to Ionia, the slogan for the great cause of revival of the People's League has become that people live for XX.
Although the residents of the shelter were not singing at all, the indigenous people around them also started singing.
The song dispels the cold.
It also blows away the barriers between people.
Even with a completely different culture.
People’s yearning for a better life and pursuit of beautiful things are the same.
The heat wave and the fire reflected on their faces, and the people sitting around were not distinguished from each other and me at this moment.
The drunk Zhao Shu patted Yu Hu's shoulders, and his face was illuminated by the fire, red like a monkey's butt.
Good brother, I'm right?Life here is simply amazing!
Yu Hu also drank a little too much and burped drunk.
You're right...
Next year, I will definitely move here next year!
On the snow in front of the bonfire, a dance ended.
The shy girl from the Frost Spear clan bowed slightly.
But people don't plan to just let her go.
Another one!
Put on your favorite person!
Whoa whoa!
Under the cheers and instigation of people, the young girl from the Frost Spear tribe mustered up her courage, but instead chose her dream lover in front of the bonfire, she walked to the dark blue power armor by a devil.
Can I ask you to dance?
There was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, which looked like an unlucky child who lost his true love.
Chu Guang looked at her in a little surprised, then quipped in a gentle tone.
I can't dance in my outfit, go find someone who can keep up with you.
The young girl turned red and turned around and ran away like a frightened little animal.
Heya, who was standing beside him with her arms held, looked at Chu Guang curiously.
Why not jump one?
A little dissatisfied with this guy's eyes as he looked at the animal world, Chu Guang rolled his eyes at her.
Do you know how power is consumed when dancing in more than one ton of power armor?
It is not impossible not to turn on the power supply. It is probably similar to weight-bearing training, but even 70% or 80% of the weight can be transferred to the support structure of the power armor. It also requires considerable strength to drive such heavy armor without the help of a motor.
And it can easily hurt others.
There is no reason why Chu Guang chose to stand there as a background board.
But in this way, you can't enjoy the celebration.Heya reminded.
You don't understand, this is how I enjoy the celebration.
For a manager, what else is more pleasant than watching the residents live and work in peace and contentment?
This is the most advanced enjoyment.
Heya fell into deep thought.
That expression seemed to recall the past of Sanctuary No. 117.
At this moment, Yin Fang's joke suddenly floated behind him.
You broke the girl's heart.
Chu Guang ignored his teasing, but instead looked at him strangely.
Why are you back?
I just went back to get something.
Yin Fang took out a small robot with four short legs and square heads and brains from behind.
The college does not celebrate the New Year, but only celebrates great discoveries, but you seem to have the custom of celebrating the New Year... I just finished it, just treat it as a New Year gift for you.
Chu Guang's face was full of surprise and he reached out to pick up the little robot.
Unlike the original one, there is an extra camera on the square head.
Now, it is not only laser mapping of the near terrain, but also users wearing neural connection devices can share their field of view with its camera.
Although it was only a small change, its practicality has been improved by more than twice.
Now this little robot is much more powerful than the original one!
Looking at Chu Guang, who was interested in playing with the small robot in his hand, Yin Fang continued.
Crawler, that's what I call it, or you have a better name.Compared with the original little robot, there are more eyes, and there are not much changes in the others.
Thanks.Chu Guang sincerely expressed his gratitude.
Yin Fang coughed gently and said.
No need to thank me, the materials are all made from you, I just helped you deal with them.
Speaking of this, he remembered another important thing and continued.
By the way, its power source is metal hydrogen batteries... It seems that there are not many reserves in your shelter, only forty or fifty.If you have the chance, you can get more, that's a good thing.
Chu Guang made a helpless expression.
I know this without saying it.
The metal hydrogen batteries produced by the company include a number of Class A technologies, and this thing is very popular everywhere.
At present, what Jushi City can produce independently is only solid-state hydrogen batteries. If you want to buy metal hydrogen batteries, you can only expect the caravans from the East Coast to bring some.
Chu Guang had bought dozens of them from the Trail Blazers before, intending to be used as exoskeletons.
However, what his players need most is not exoskeletons, but cheap and easy-to-use equipment, as well as industrial equipment that can produce these equipment, so this matter has been put on hold.
Looking at the robot in his hand, Chu Guang suddenly remembered something very serious.
If this thing explodes...
Yin Fang answered in a relaxed tone.
It is about 6 kg T-T, and its power should be able to cover...uh, a football field?
Chu Guang: ???
Damn it?!
Without saying a word, he stuffed the robot into Yin Fang's hand, and Chu Guang moved half a step away from the side.
You can hold it for me first.
Looking at the robot that was returned in his hand, Yin Fang was stunned for a moment, with a laugh and crying expression on his face.
Don't be excited... This thing is not that easy to explode.And 6 kg T is the theoretical equivalent. Without detonating agent and combustion aid, how could it really achieve that power... This is not a bomb.
There are at least two B-level technologies separated by metal hydrogen batteries and metal hydrogen shells. The oxygen in the air is not enough to completely react with metallic hydrogen.
And you are afraid of a hammer when wearing power armor!
However, Chu Guang didn't have as much explanation as he heard from him, just wanted to stay away from this guy.
Um.
There is another rule to add in the future.
Robots and exoskeletons with metal hydrogen power sources are prohibited from staying in the shelter for a long time.
……
Abandoned department store.
There are more than a thousand beds in the empty hall.
The New Year's songs could not float here, and no one sang, only the fire was crackling, coaxing the child to sleep with the mother.
This is a temporary shelter for refugees, and they can only stay here for the time being until the cold winter is over.
Thanks to the wood sent by the blue jackets, the survivors who temporarily lived here used the wood to repair the damaged walls and floor-to-ceiling doors and windows, finally leaving air leaks here.
The remaining wood was split into wood or burned into charcoal, and was thrown into the stove made of red bricks together with the fire.
The burning flames brought a hint of winter's hard-earned light and warmth to the empty hall.
Although the environment here is a bit simpler, it is at least free from wind, snow and hunger.
The refugees from the central and northern part of the Valley Province, the survivors of the Winter Willow Camp and the battery factory are grateful for the blue coats.
The fleeing army on the front, the plunderers of the bone-chewing tribes, and the chaos of evil everywhere destroyed their homes and burned their farmland and houses.
If it weren't for the blue coats, they might have either been frozen to death on the road or entered the predators' oil pan.
Of course, they can represent themselves.
Not everyone is grateful for the status quo.
In fact, there were only two of the five survivor settlements in the first batch of relocation plans that were truly attacked by raiders, while the residents of the other three survivor settlements had never even seen the shadow of the raiders. They moved here just out of fear.
More than a month has passed since the first blizzard. Even if no one died in the cold, some people have suffered frostbite because of working in the cold.
The bad weather is still out of sight, but the supply of materials is getting tighter, and you can often hear rumors that there is no more food.
Over time, it is inevitable that someone will murmur in his heart.
Is it really necessary to relocate?
Those survivors who have not relocated seem to live well.
I'm always worried that the house will collapse.
The man wrapped in a broken bedding couldn't help but say as he looked at the stone chips falling from the ceiling.
In fact, he didn't really think that the building would collapse, he just wanted to find something unlucky to vent his dissatisfaction with the bad life.
However, this statement has somewhat affected the people around.
Looking at the ragged ceiling, many people showed worried expressions on their faces, exchanged fearful eyes, and whispered in a low voice.
We have to stay here until when...
Those blue jackets say it's spring.
Why don’t we live in Changjiu Farm?This is different from what I had agreed to at the beginning.
They said the house was not enough...
Haha, it’s not that we can’t build a house by ourselves, I think they just want to get away from the trouble.
Most of them are residents of the Scavengers' Home and Hope Mountain Cooperative.
Compared with the Winter Willow Camp, Battery Factory and Highway Town, these two survivor settlements are located a little further south, and one is hidden beside the city and the other is hidden in the forest.
Now some people think that those plunderers may not be able to find their homes so easily.
After all, their eyes do not grow in the sky, and not all survivors' settlements will be robbed...
Ma Zhanqiu, the village chief of Dongliu Camp, was spreading dissatisfaction. In order to avoid affecting his own people, he immediately came out to comfort everyone and said.
Don’t say such words, it hasn’t collapsed for more than two hundred years. How could it collapse at this time?
At this time, a disharmonious voice suddenly came from beside him.
That's not good.
The snow is so heavy this year, what if the building is blown down?
The person who spoke was Ding Tian from the Scavengers' House, and was also one of the more influential Scavengers there. Ma Zhanqiu recognized this person.
Seeing him frowning, Ma Zhanqiu said in a deep voice.
What do you want to say?
The man wrapped in a fur coat curled his lips.
What do I want to say?I also want to ask, what are we doing?To fight against those raiders from the north?
Or is it to work as laborers for those blue jackets?
Ma Zhanqiu was stunned.
Before the old man could come to his senses, someone followed him and said.
Maybe the people from the Chewing Bone Tribe won't come at all.
That is, aren’t there eight survivors who have not relocated?I think they stayed well at their homes...
Although everyone has the food here, it is not free to stay here.
They need to work in the factory and get a few coins that they don’t know what it is for, and they can’t buy what they need.
Even though the blue jackets promised that the money would be useful in the spring of the next year, it seemed to them that it was no different from painting cakes.
Since those blue jackets really plan to pay them, why not use chips?
If it really doesn't work, it's OK to have toilet paper on the East Coast, at least someone might want it.
The feeling of complaining is permeating.
This is not a day or two.
Out of fear of the Chewing Bone Tribe, they accepted the placement of the Blue Jackets and were transferred here by the arrangement.
But it's been a month.
Many people did not see the raiders.
Apart from the increasingly severe blizzard, nothing happened.
Some people even speculate with malicious intentions whether the so-called invasion of Qingquan City by the so-called bone-chewing tribe from the beginning was a lie.
The sleeping child was woken up and cried. The mother coaxed him in panic and did not dare to say anything to the noisy people.
Looking at the few people who were getting more and more excited, some survivors who had seen with their own eyes and even had wounds on their bodies wanted to refute, but they didn't dare to say anything.
Just then, someone stood up.
My elder brother is dead.
Maybe I heard the word death.
The noise paused.
Facing the gazes that were seen by both sides, Ma Li was silent for a while and continued slowly.
The Raider cut open his stomach with a bayonet because he refused to surrender.
Ma Zhanqiu sighed softly and closed his eyes in pain.
That was his child.
It is also the thing he least wants to recall.
Mali paused and continued.
I only found out later, and I had never seen his body until the end.
I have never seen the robbers of the Bone Chewing Tribe with my own eyes, and I have only heard a few rumors about their cruelty.
But if you want to say this is a lie, then tell me, where is my elder brother?Where are those who haven't been able to get here?
It is not only childish, but also ridiculous to expect them to never come again, and it is impossible to even talk about deceiving themselves.
Those refuge residents could have been out of the matter. As long as the door was closed, let alone the people of the Bones Chewing Tribe, even if the legion drove the tanks over their heads, they could wait for the rest of their worries until those people died of old age.
No one can open the shelter from outside until it is open.
In wasteland, this is recognized common sense.
Seeing that half of the people supporting him were instantly missing, Ding Tian was about to say something, when a mother holding the child also stood up.
I've seen it, too.
She sat next to the group of people in the battery factory.
Her voice trembled like an angry lioness, her eyes fixed on the man.
We, at that time, had retreated to the warehouse, and the raiders surrounding us rushed up one by one, and they died in front of us to protect us....
The hall was silent.
Even the noisiest person was silent involuntarily stared at by his eyes.
People recalled the fear of that day.
I also recalled those heroes.
Ding Tian's Adam's apple moved, and a trace of anger flashed across his face.
He knew he was in a disadvantage.
But that doesn't mean he likes to be educated.
Especially those who seem much weaker than him.
Looking at the two stalkers in the stalemate, Ye Xiao shook his head with his arms in his arms, and was about to walk forward to say something, but was stopped by Hook who was standing next to him.
What are you going to do?The lame old man stared at him and said.
Ye Xiao said straightforwardly.
Someone has to persuade me, and I am worried that they will become physical conflicts in a while.
This is wasteland.
No matter how much you say, it is not as effective as a fist.
Ye Nan, who was standing aside, shook her head gently when she heard her son's words.
This is not something we should care about.
But……
Go and notify the guards and let them deal with it.
At this moment, the main entrance of the first floor lobby of the department store suddenly opened.
The whistling north wind swept in a few snow leaves.
Two guards wearing black coats and carrying rifles walked in with an iron rack.There was some carbon in the iron rack.
Behind them were several residents of the shelter.
They could recognize that energetic temperament even if they didn't wear a blue jacket.
Happy New Year!
New Year gift!Let everyone wait for a long time!
The cat's ear shook happily, but it lifted off the hat. It made a muddy sesame sound and bent down to pick it up.
Standing at the door, the tail turned his head and looked at Sce next to him.
Tail thought it was a task, but it turned out to be a errand.
What about the promised hidden mission!
She even brought the equipment!
Emmm... Compared to being forced to go offline because of bad food, Sisi thought it would be better for Awei to blow the cold wind.
Everyone in the hall was stunned.
Including the two groups of people in the confrontation, they were also stunned.
They didn't understand what the blue jackets were saying at all.
Fortunately, at this time, the guard who put down the barbecue rack rescued the scene in time and stepped forward and said in a couplet.
Today is the last day of 211!
The administrator asked me to send you a New Year gift. Thank you for your cooperation. We have survived the most difficult days.
The people in the shelter whispered.
New Year...a gift?
What is that?
This time they understood, but they still wrote at a loss on their faces.
The young guard did not explain, and politely signaled the player wearing the chef's hat next to him to start.
On the charcoal fire, use a brush to brush a layer of oil on the iron rack, and then put the crab meat patty as big as a palm on the iron rack.
Everyone lined up and came one by one.
Things are enough.
Everyone has a share!
The guards maintained order at the scene and guided everyone in a long line.
The oily sounds loud and the meat fragrance spreads in the hall. The soft and fragrant crab meat patties have an indescribable sense of happiness.
There is actually meat to eat!
All rumors about food shortages are self-defeating.
Nearly everyone's eyes were filled with desire.
Looking at the meat pie in his hand, a hint of shame appeared in Ding Tian's eyes. All the people who followed him to make fun of him were silent and lowered their heads to eat the pie.
I was hungry at the station gate, and my tail couldn't help swallowing, and my eyes were staring at the barbecue rack.
Are there any tails?
Sce pulled her clothes.
It’s time to leave, everyone in Changjiu Farm is still waiting.If you want to eat, I will order you a takeaway after you go offline later.
The tail is beefy!
Alas!
This person is wrong, this tail!
Sis looked at her in surprise.
I'll be polite.
Tail: Chicken flavor is OK too!
Sce: …
Outside the door.
On the trunk of the truck.
A big mouse in a coat rubbed his hands in the cold wind.
Next to him was the supplies that were about to be sent to Changjiu Farm.
Worried that his appearance scared the residents in the shelter, he was left to look at the supplies on the truck to prevent aliens from coming to steal food.
Before leaving, those people told him repeatedly not to eat the mission props.
These people are!
I am not a real mouse!
Where does the trust between people go?
but……
This smell is so fragrant.
Is it gnocchi?
Feeling the impulse of biological instinct, it was difficult for people to decide not to look there, nor to think about that, but instead looked at the street next to them.
The street is quiet.
The snow under the moonlight is peaceful.
Even the shadow of the alien species is invisible here. If it weren't for the damaged buildings and walls, it would be impossible to remind people of the wasteland.
It turns out that it was the time to enter the server by yourself?
I heard that the previous versions fought every day, and the front fell and followed them. All the professional players who fought in life were searched and the resurrection coins were almost finished.
It would have been great if I had come in early.
Looking at the quiet street, the big mouse sighed softly and spoke.
This is too peaceful.
Mars floated into the sky with the heat wave.
The herdsmen beat the skin drums and the bone flute in front of the fire. The young dancer covered his face with a veil and offered a dance to the New Year on the snow.
Guards, workers, and players who like to join in the fun also joined in with food and spirits from the market.
Although there is only one cup of free red wine, there are quite a lot of distilled wine in the warehouse.
A long time ago, players used Polygonum grass to make music and wool horn potatoes as ingredients to make distilled liquor.
Compared to the red wine that takes time to taste, this kind of hot and bloody spirit is more popular among wasteland tourists.
But few people can handle the red and white drinks together.
For a moment, the market at the north gate was tilted.
Boss Xia still wanted to drink, but he was already lying on the table and fell asleep.
Worried that she would catch a cold, Xiaoyu, who was very good at taking care of others, went to the bank to get a blanket, and put it on tiptoe and covered it on her shoulder.
There is a brazier under the table.
Xiaoyu patted her back and said in a tone that was like coaxing a child.
Don't drink so much next time, okay?
However, Boss Xia, who was already asleep, obviously didn't listen. He had no idea what kind of dream he had. The corners of his lips were gently raised and he kept sipping in his mouth.
Hehe...I want it even more.
Not far away, a certain tasting staff was looking for the toilet with an anxious look on his face.
A little further apart, the duck's throat wailed like a fire.
water!Blur me with water!
Makabazi lay on the ground and shouted, until the construction site boy stuffed a pile of snow into his mouth with the bricks, that the guy physically calmed down.
The debt-in-lawed big-eyed expression seemed to have a mask of pain, and he said alone with his cover.
Damn, what is it because of me? I feel like my stomach is roaring!
Looking at his bulging belly with a waterskiing edge, he couldn't help but complain.
How much did you eat?
Not much, only 100 million points. The debt-related big eyes burped and said in a vague voice, why do you have to eat it again after you have returned to reality?
Edge paddling: …
The construction site boy and brick: …
Is this a question that the Intelligence Department can ask??
Fang Changwai, who had drunk too much, sat on the wooden chair and began his improvisational creation.
Listening to the nomad's iron-like percussion music and the rosy bone flute, his index finger beat the table and hummed the songs he made up.
Humph...
The gears of the kingdom of heaven fell into the furnace.
Boiling steel splashed out from the pot.
The immortal natural disaster will never stop.
We will recast the mortal kingdom.
……
The dried hoarse voice was like a saw blade pulling a violin, but there was unexpectedly a rhythm of ups and downs in the rough accompaniment.
It's like half a bottle of strong wine entering the throat.
It's like a forging stove with iron sounds.
Fang Chang forgot the lyrics halfway through singing, and the player who was joking next to him continued to make up, and just followed by a song.
But the more you go to the back, the more outrageous the style of painting is. From the sacred Terra to Ionia, the slogan for the great cause of revival of the People's League has become that people live for XX.
Although the residents of the shelter were not singing at all, the indigenous people around them also started singing.
The song dispels the cold.
It also blows away the barriers between people.
Even with a completely different culture.
People’s yearning for a better life and pursuit of beautiful things are the same.
The heat wave and the fire reflected on their faces, and the people sitting around were not distinguished from each other and me at this moment.
The drunk Zhao Shu patted Yu Hu's shoulders, and his face was illuminated by the fire, red like a monkey's butt.
Good brother, I'm right?Life here is simply amazing!
Yu Hu also drank a little too much and burped drunk.
You're right...
Next year, I will definitely move here next year!
On the snow in front of the bonfire, a dance ended.
The shy girl from the Frost Spear clan bowed slightly.
But people don't plan to just let her go.
Another one!
Put on your favorite person!
Whoa whoa!
Under the cheers and instigation of people, the young girl from the Frost Spear tribe mustered up her courage, but instead chose her dream lover in front of the bonfire, she walked to the dark blue power armor by a devil.
Can I ask you to dance?
There was a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, which looked like an unlucky child who lost his true love.
Chu Guang looked at her in a little surprised, then quipped in a gentle tone.
I can't dance in my outfit, go find someone who can keep up with you.
The young girl turned red and turned around and ran away like a frightened little animal.
Heya, who was standing beside him with her arms held, looked at Chu Guang curiously.
Why not jump one?
A little dissatisfied with this guy's eyes as he looked at the animal world, Chu Guang rolled his eyes at her.
Do you know how power is consumed when dancing in more than one ton of power armor?
It is not impossible not to turn on the power supply. It is probably similar to weight-bearing training, but even 70% or 80% of the weight can be transferred to the support structure of the power armor. It also requires considerable strength to drive such heavy armor without the help of a motor.
And it can easily hurt others.
There is no reason why Chu Guang chose to stand there as a background board.
But in this way, you can't enjoy the celebration.Heya reminded.
You don't understand, this is how I enjoy the celebration.
For a manager, what else is more pleasant than watching the residents live and work in peace and contentment?
This is the most advanced enjoyment.
Heya fell into deep thought.
That expression seemed to recall the past of Sanctuary No. 117.
At this moment, Yin Fang's joke suddenly floated behind him.
You broke the girl's heart.
Chu Guang ignored his teasing, but instead looked at him strangely.
Why are you back?
I just went back to get something.
Yin Fang took out a small robot with four short legs and square heads and brains from behind.
The college does not celebrate the New Year, but only celebrates great discoveries, but you seem to have the custom of celebrating the New Year... I just finished it, just treat it as a New Year gift for you.
Chu Guang's face was full of surprise and he reached out to pick up the little robot.
Unlike the original one, there is an extra camera on the square head.
Now, it is not only laser mapping of the near terrain, but also users wearing neural connection devices can share their field of view with its camera.
Although it was only a small change, its practicality has been improved by more than twice.
Now this little robot is much more powerful than the original one!
Looking at Chu Guang, who was interested in playing with the small robot in his hand, Yin Fang continued.
Crawler, that's what I call it, or you have a better name.Compared with the original little robot, there are more eyes, and there are not much changes in the others.
Thanks.Chu Guang sincerely expressed his gratitude.
Yin Fang coughed gently and said.
No need to thank me, the materials are all made from you, I just helped you deal with them.
Speaking of this, he remembered another important thing and continued.
By the way, its power source is metal hydrogen batteries... It seems that there are not many reserves in your shelter, only forty or fifty.If you have the chance, you can get more, that's a good thing.
Chu Guang made a helpless expression.
I know this without saying it.
The metal hydrogen batteries produced by the company include a number of Class A technologies, and this thing is very popular everywhere.
At present, what Jushi City can produce independently is only solid-state hydrogen batteries. If you want to buy metal hydrogen batteries, you can only expect the caravans from the East Coast to bring some.
Chu Guang had bought dozens of them from the Trail Blazers before, intending to be used as exoskeletons.
However, what his players need most is not exoskeletons, but cheap and easy-to-use equipment, as well as industrial equipment that can produce these equipment, so this matter has been put on hold.
Looking at the robot in his hand, Chu Guang suddenly remembered something very serious.
If this thing explodes...
Yin Fang answered in a relaxed tone.
It is about 6 kg T-T, and its power should be able to cover...uh, a football field?
Chu Guang: ???
Damn it?!
Without saying a word, he stuffed the robot into Yin Fang's hand, and Chu Guang moved half a step away from the side.
You can hold it for me first.
Looking at the robot that was returned in his hand, Yin Fang was stunned for a moment, with a laugh and crying expression on his face.
Don't be excited... This thing is not that easy to explode.And 6 kg T is the theoretical equivalent. Without detonating agent and combustion aid, how could it really achieve that power... This is not a bomb.
There are at least two B-level technologies separated by metal hydrogen batteries and metal hydrogen shells. The oxygen in the air is not enough to completely react with metallic hydrogen.
And you are afraid of a hammer when wearing power armor!
However, Chu Guang didn't have as much explanation as he heard from him, just wanted to stay away from this guy.
Um.
There is another rule to add in the future.
Robots and exoskeletons with metal hydrogen power sources are prohibited from staying in the shelter for a long time.
……
Abandoned department store.
There are more than a thousand beds in the empty hall.
The New Year's songs could not float here, and no one sang, only the fire was crackling, coaxing the child to sleep with the mother.
This is a temporary shelter for refugees, and they can only stay here for the time being until the cold winter is over.
Thanks to the wood sent by the blue jackets, the survivors who temporarily lived here used the wood to repair the damaged walls and floor-to-ceiling doors and windows, finally leaving air leaks here.
The remaining wood was split into wood or burned into charcoal, and was thrown into the stove made of red bricks together with the fire.
The burning flames brought a hint of winter's hard-earned light and warmth to the empty hall.
Although the environment here is a bit simpler, it is at least free from wind, snow and hunger.
The refugees from the central and northern part of the Valley Province, the survivors of the Winter Willow Camp and the battery factory are grateful for the blue coats.
The fleeing army on the front, the plunderers of the bone-chewing tribes, and the chaos of evil everywhere destroyed their homes and burned their farmland and houses.
If it weren't for the blue coats, they might have either been frozen to death on the road or entered the predators' oil pan.
Of course, they can represent themselves.
Not everyone is grateful for the status quo.
In fact, there were only two of the five survivor settlements in the first batch of relocation plans that were truly attacked by raiders, while the residents of the other three survivor settlements had never even seen the shadow of the raiders. They moved here just out of fear.
More than a month has passed since the first blizzard. Even if no one died in the cold, some people have suffered frostbite because of working in the cold.
The bad weather is still out of sight, but the supply of materials is getting tighter, and you can often hear rumors that there is no more food.
Over time, it is inevitable that someone will murmur in his heart.
Is it really necessary to relocate?
Those survivors who have not relocated seem to live well.
I'm always worried that the house will collapse.
The man wrapped in a broken bedding couldn't help but say as he looked at the stone chips falling from the ceiling.
In fact, he didn't really think that the building would collapse, he just wanted to find something unlucky to vent his dissatisfaction with the bad life.
However, this statement has somewhat affected the people around.
Looking at the ragged ceiling, many people showed worried expressions on their faces, exchanged fearful eyes, and whispered in a low voice.
We have to stay here until when...
Those blue jackets say it's spring.
Why don’t we live in Changjiu Farm?This is different from what I had agreed to at the beginning.
They said the house was not enough...
Haha, it’s not that we can’t build a house by ourselves, I think they just want to get away from the trouble.
Most of them are residents of the Scavengers' Home and Hope Mountain Cooperative.
Compared with the Winter Willow Camp, Battery Factory and Highway Town, these two survivor settlements are located a little further south, and one is hidden beside the city and the other is hidden in the forest.
Now some people think that those plunderers may not be able to find their homes so easily.
After all, their eyes do not grow in the sky, and not all survivors' settlements will be robbed...
Ma Zhanqiu, the village chief of Dongliu Camp, was spreading dissatisfaction. In order to avoid affecting his own people, he immediately came out to comfort everyone and said.
Don’t say such words, it hasn’t collapsed for more than two hundred years. How could it collapse at this time?
At this time, a disharmonious voice suddenly came from beside him.
That's not good.
The snow is so heavy this year, what if the building is blown down?
The person who spoke was Ding Tian from the Scavengers' House, and was also one of the more influential Scavengers there. Ma Zhanqiu recognized this person.
Seeing him frowning, Ma Zhanqiu said in a deep voice.
What do you want to say?
The man wrapped in a fur coat curled his lips.
What do I want to say?I also want to ask, what are we doing?To fight against those raiders from the north?
Or is it to work as laborers for those blue jackets?
Ma Zhanqiu was stunned.
Before the old man could come to his senses, someone followed him and said.
Maybe the people from the Chewing Bone Tribe won't come at all.
That is, aren’t there eight survivors who have not relocated?I think they stayed well at their homes...
Although everyone has the food here, it is not free to stay here.
They need to work in the factory and get a few coins that they don’t know what it is for, and they can’t buy what they need.
Even though the blue jackets promised that the money would be useful in the spring of the next year, it seemed to them that it was no different from painting cakes.
Since those blue jackets really plan to pay them, why not use chips?
If it really doesn't work, it's OK to have toilet paper on the East Coast, at least someone might want it.
The feeling of complaining is permeating.
This is not a day or two.
Out of fear of the Chewing Bone Tribe, they accepted the placement of the Blue Jackets and were transferred here by the arrangement.
But it's been a month.
Many people did not see the raiders.
Apart from the increasingly severe blizzard, nothing happened.
Some people even speculate with malicious intentions whether the so-called invasion of Qingquan City by the so-called bone-chewing tribe from the beginning was a lie.
The sleeping child was woken up and cried. The mother coaxed him in panic and did not dare to say anything to the noisy people.
Looking at the few people who were getting more and more excited, some survivors who had seen with their own eyes and even had wounds on their bodies wanted to refute, but they didn't dare to say anything.
Just then, someone stood up.
My elder brother is dead.
Maybe I heard the word death.
The noise paused.
Facing the gazes that were seen by both sides, Ma Li was silent for a while and continued slowly.
The Raider cut open his stomach with a bayonet because he refused to surrender.
Ma Zhanqiu sighed softly and closed his eyes in pain.
That was his child.
It is also the thing he least wants to recall.
Mali paused and continued.
I only found out later, and I had never seen his body until the end.
I have never seen the robbers of the Bone Chewing Tribe with my own eyes, and I have only heard a few rumors about their cruelty.
But if you want to say this is a lie, then tell me, where is my elder brother?Where are those who haven't been able to get here?
It is not only childish, but also ridiculous to expect them to never come again, and it is impossible to even talk about deceiving themselves.
Those refuge residents could have been out of the matter. As long as the door was closed, let alone the people of the Bones Chewing Tribe, even if the legion drove the tanks over their heads, they could wait for the rest of their worries until those people died of old age.
No one can open the shelter from outside until it is open.
In wasteland, this is recognized common sense.
Seeing that half of the people supporting him were instantly missing, Ding Tian was about to say something, when a mother holding the child also stood up.
I've seen it, too.
She sat next to the group of people in the battery factory.
Her voice trembled like an angry lioness, her eyes fixed on the man.
We, at that time, had retreated to the warehouse, and the raiders surrounding us rushed up one by one, and they died in front of us to protect us....
The hall was silent.
Even the noisiest person was silent involuntarily stared at by his eyes.
People recalled the fear of that day.
I also recalled those heroes.
Ding Tian's Adam's apple moved, and a trace of anger flashed across his face.
He knew he was in a disadvantage.
But that doesn't mean he likes to be educated.
Especially those who seem much weaker than him.
Looking at the two stalkers in the stalemate, Ye Xiao shook his head with his arms in his arms, and was about to walk forward to say something, but was stopped by Hook who was standing next to him.
What are you going to do?The lame old man stared at him and said.
Ye Xiao said straightforwardly.
Someone has to persuade me, and I am worried that they will become physical conflicts in a while.
This is wasteland.
No matter how much you say, it is not as effective as a fist.
Ye Nan, who was standing aside, shook her head gently when she heard her son's words.
This is not something we should care about.
But……
Go and notify the guards and let them deal with it.
At this moment, the main entrance of the first floor lobby of the department store suddenly opened.
The whistling north wind swept in a few snow leaves.
Two guards wearing black coats and carrying rifles walked in with an iron rack.There was some carbon in the iron rack.
Behind them were several residents of the shelter.
They could recognize that energetic temperament even if they didn't wear a blue jacket.
Happy New Year!
New Year gift!Let everyone wait for a long time!
The cat's ear shook happily, but it lifted off the hat. It made a muddy sesame sound and bent down to pick it up.
Standing at the door, the tail turned his head and looked at Sce next to him.
Tail thought it was a task, but it turned out to be a errand.
What about the promised hidden mission!
She even brought the equipment!
Emmm... Compared to being forced to go offline because of bad food, Sisi thought it would be better for Awei to blow the cold wind.
Everyone in the hall was stunned.
Including the two groups of people in the confrontation, they were also stunned.
They didn't understand what the blue jackets were saying at all.
Fortunately, at this time, the guard who put down the barbecue rack rescued the scene in time and stepped forward and said in a couplet.
Today is the last day of 211!
The administrator asked me to send you a New Year gift. Thank you for your cooperation. We have survived the most difficult days.
The people in the shelter whispered.
New Year...a gift?
What is that?
This time they understood, but they still wrote at a loss on their faces.
The young guard did not explain, and politely signaled the player wearing the chef's hat next to him to start.
On the charcoal fire, use a brush to brush a layer of oil on the iron rack, and then put the crab meat patty as big as a palm on the iron rack.
Everyone lined up and came one by one.
Things are enough.
Everyone has a share!
The guards maintained order at the scene and guided everyone in a long line.
The oily sounds loud and the meat fragrance spreads in the hall. The soft and fragrant crab meat patties have an indescribable sense of happiness.
There is actually meat to eat!
All rumors about food shortages are self-defeating.
Nearly everyone's eyes were filled with desire.
Looking at the meat pie in his hand, a hint of shame appeared in Ding Tian's eyes. All the people who followed him to make fun of him were silent and lowered their heads to eat the pie.
I was hungry at the station gate, and my tail couldn't help swallowing, and my eyes were staring at the barbecue rack.
Are there any tails?
Sce pulled her clothes.
It’s time to leave, everyone in Changjiu Farm is still waiting.If you want to eat, I will order you a takeaway after you go offline later.
The tail is beefy!
Alas!
This person is wrong, this tail!
Sis looked at her in surprise.
I'll be polite.
Tail: Chicken flavor is OK too!
Sce: …
Outside the door.
On the trunk of the truck.
A big mouse in a coat rubbed his hands in the cold wind.
Next to him was the supplies that were about to be sent to Changjiu Farm.
Worried that his appearance scared the residents in the shelter, he was left to look at the supplies on the truck to prevent aliens from coming to steal food.
Before leaving, those people told him repeatedly not to eat the mission props.
These people are!
I am not a real mouse!
Where does the trust between people go?
but……
This smell is so fragrant.
Is it gnocchi?
Feeling the impulse of biological instinct, it was difficult for people to decide not to look there, nor to think about that, but instead looked at the street next to them.
The street is quiet.
The snow under the moonlight is peaceful.
Even the shadow of the alien species is invisible here. If it weren't for the damaged buildings and walls, it would be impossible to remind people of the wasteland.
It turns out that it was the time to enter the server by yourself?
I heard that the previous versions fought every day, and the front fell and followed them. All the professional players who fought in life were searched and the resurrection coins were almost finished.
It would have been great if I had come in early.
Looking at the quiet street, the big mouse sighed softly and spoke.
This is too peaceful.
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