Chapter 302 Mission

Jiang Chen provided 10 sub-crystal fuel rods to the shelter.

The specifications of this fuel rod imitate the caliber nuclear fusion core, but the content is not 1 gram of tritium used in nuclear fusion reactions, but 1000 points of subcrystal fragments, which can be regarded as an enlarged version of the fuel rods used in power armor in the last days. The output power is also similar to the fusion core, but the energy is only one-tenth of the fusion core.

These 10 sub-crystal fuel rods are probably enough to maintain the energy consumption of the shelter for a month, and Jiang Chen led people to personally send them underground.

"I will not give you hope of storing energy for the winter. Also, if your scientific research efficiency slows down, I will cut your supply."

While delivering the 10 sub-crystal fuel rods, Jiang Chen also explained the research and development tasks to them.

Design a self-propelled artillery with light armor, high maneuverability and strong firepower, as an improved version of the Tiger. Using a truck chassis to pull a cannon is indeed a bit foolish. Since he has the conditions to replace it with better armor, Jiang Chen will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

"Without the constraints of order, this is the most reasonable choice." Facing Jiang Chen's threat, Han Junhua just nodded indifferently.

"Don't you want to fight again? More benefits." Jiang Chen laughed.

"No need." Han Junhua shook his head, "Crisis can keep people awake."

What's more, she knew very well that even if she asked so, Jiang Chen would never give in on this point.

"Haha, a wise choice. But to be honest, this is the first time I have met such an interesting opponent." Jiang Chen smiled, turned and boarded the elevator.

Han Junhua did not deny the word opponent, looked at Jiang Chen, and blinked calmly.

"Am I funny?"

"Of course, not everyone can get rid of the shackles of human nature and think purely rationally. I have to say that you are a talent. Are all colonels at this level?" Jiang Chen sighed.

If this is the case, it is also terrible.

"Is this related to military rank?" Han Junhua asked back.

Jiang Chen was stunned. Then he smiled and said, "Of course it doesn't matter. In other places, I have seen some officers like colonels and majors. Not all of them have bright minds. Some people are obsessed with technology, and some are arrogant and conceited." ...I'm just curious."

"Where is it?" Han Junhua asked another question.

"In my back garden." Jiang Chen laughed loudly, telling the truth that could easily be misunderstood.

"Your back garden must not have to worry about survival." Han Junhua said, she automatically translated that back garden into a fish bone base, and those colonels were just titles he arbitrarily granted.

"You are right in saying that. Although there are hidden worries, they are not very serious." Jiang Chen nodded, but he was talking about something in another world.

He has not experienced the irreconcilable economic crisis triggered by the energy crisis in 2150, nor is he a sociologist. It is impossible to imagine what kind of scene will develop between countries under extreme confrontation.

"That's really enviable." Han Junhua said expressionlessly.

"Can I ask you another question?"

"Ask." Han Junhua said briefly.

"What is it that motivates you to fight against me? Is it the dignity of a soldier? Or loyalty? But if there is no humanity, would there still be these boring things? Besides, it doesn't exist now." Jiang Chen smiled. road.

Han Junhua did not answer directly.

"Do you understand the word responsibility?"

"So that's the case, then I understand."

Smiling, Jiang Chen didn't say goodbye, turned around and walked up the elevator.

Looking at the direction in which the elevator was going up, Han Junhua frowned faintly.

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Back on the surface, Jiang Chen handed over the defense of the base to Wang Zhaowu, Cheng Weiguo's adjutant, and told him to always pay attention to the situation of the underground shelter. And contact the embassy staff every other day to ensure the safety of Xu Lu and her staff stationed in the No. 027 shelter.

Hear Jiang Chen's order. Wang Zhaowu was very puzzled at first, because for now, the garrison at the base and the blue skins in Camp 27 get along fairly well. But Jiang Chen didn't explain the inside story to him. Just repeated a word.

"If the elevator breaks down, or something else out of the ordinary prevents contact between the surface and the underground, you can just contact me directly..."

"Yes, Marshal!" Although still confused, Wang Zhaowu didn't say much.

Nodding his head, Jiang Chen was very satisfied with his work attitude.

"Pay attention to this matter yourself, and don't let others know."

After explaining the last sentence, Jiang Chen turned and left the headquarters of the camp garrison, and walked towards the central open space.

Construction of the fence is a quarter complete. The main project is expected to be completed within a week. These days, the soldiers at the Fishbone Base have scouted all the terrain in Songjiang, and have not found any overly powerful predator groups.

Although there are three strengths that are comparable to the gray Gu mercenary group that was wiped out. And the nature of the armed group is not yet clear, but the current strength of the fish bone base. There is no need to care about those little shrimps anymore. For the sake of reducing variables, Jiang Chen had ordered Wang Zhaowu to ignore them before the construction of the wall was completed.

Greeting the soldiers who had already lined up in the center of the camp, Jiang Chen and Cheng Weiguo walked towards the gate of the camp.

"Old Cheng, how about we make a bet?"

After getting into the car, looking at the gate of Camp No. 27, Jiang Chen suddenly smiled.

"Haha, boss, you are joking. I have nothing to bet with you except for a few packs of cigarettes." Cheng Weiguo said with a smile.

As for food, everyone knows that Jiang Chen has no shortage of food.

Hearing what his subordinates said, Jiang Chen froze for a moment, and then laughed.

"Ahem, speaking of this, I've been thinking about a question recently."

Hearing that the leader was looking for him to discuss something, Cheng Weiguo immediately put away his laughing expression and became serious.

"Don't be so serious, just refer to your opinion." Jiang Chen waved his hand, took out two cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to Cheng Weiguo, and lit the other for himself, "Do you think the fishbone base How are the living conditions of the survivors?"

He's been thinking a lot lately. The Fishbone Base has grown so big, should it open up the market economy? For example, pay everyone a salary, and then use the salary to buy food for the base or something.

But Cheng Weiguo didn't think so much. I just felt that the boss was so sympathetic to his subordinates, so he said it quickly after being moved.

"Everyone is fed and clothed. They are all doing well."

Jiang Chen smiled when he heard the words, and realized that from his standpoint, anyone who asked would probably have an answer, so he stopped talking.

"Speaking of which, boss, I wonder what bet you are going to bet with me?" Cheng Weiguo asked.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen smiled, and stuck out the cigarette butt out the window. Facing the gate of Camp 27, he shook the soot.

"Within one month, if you don't fire a single shot, this shelter belongs to me."

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After finally seeing off the "God of Plague" and returning to the refuge, Han Junhua secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but she always feels that the way he looks at her is abnormal.

Weird, not hostile.

Rather, it seems like a mockery?

Shaking his head, Han Junhua walked through the arch and walked towards her office.

Not surprisingly. A middle-aged man with a displeased face stood at the door.

"Now that we have obtained energy, why not restore normal supplies immediately?"

"The supply of materials will gradually recover, but the supply will be tilted towards scientific researchers." Han Junhua said lightly.

"Why?" Wu Yaguo asked.

"Because we are working for others." Han Junhua didn't stop. Bypassing Wu Yaguo, he opened the door of the office.

When the shelters are closed, everyone's job is easy, and most people don't even have to work at all. Production facilities are highly automated, and they only need to supply energy to obtain water and food. There is no inter-species competition in a closed social environment, and lazy work habits have become ingrained in the past 20 years. Although many people are high-tech talents, lazy people even have knowledge. It is also difficult to exert due scientific research efficiency.

Now the energy stored in the shelter has been consumed completely, and the door has also been opened. The energy of the fish bone base is not free supply. Maintaining the original egalitarianism will only make all

"Who created all this!" Han Junhua's ignoring attitude made Wu Yaguo very angry. He reached out his hand angrily, trying to grab her by the shoulder.

However, before this hand touched her shoulder, his leg hurt, his vision turned upside down, and he fell heavily on the ground.

A gun was pressed against his head, and Han Junhua casually shook off the hand that was pinching his arm.

"From now on, the refuge council is disbanded, and I will use the highest authority of the director to take back all the authority granted to the resident representatives by the former director."

"Okay, Ms. Han Junhua."

An electric tone came from the overhead radio, and the main control terminal of the 027 shelter had approved her decision.

"You, you can't do this." Wu Yaguo turned pale.

"But I can." Retracting the pistol, Han Junhua walked into the office and closed the door.

The energy crisis has been resolved, and the residents' mood has returned to stability. It's time to clean up this mess.

After entering the door, Han Junhua saw Academician Qin standing at his desk.

"What's the matter?" She asked briefly, and sat back on her desk.

"Well, I heard... have you sent Director Zhang's daughter to serve as an envoy stationed at the Fishbone Base?" Academician Qin hesitated for a moment, then said slowly.

Zhang Yuzhu seems to be called by this name, the baby who was taken in by Zhang Qiming, the former director of the refuge.

"Well, she has a good character and is very cheerful. Since she was born in a shelter, she doesn't have any unrealistic thoughts, so she is very suitable for this job." It is enough to make a mistake once, and Shi Yongtian was used as the advance team Sending the negotiators to the ground itself was a mistake.

People who have experienced the prosperity before the war, and then see the survivors struggling in the ruins, cannot guarantee that they will not develop a mentality of superiority. But the people born in the refuge are different. They really yearn for everything on the surface, and they don't care if there are ruins or not.

If the friendship with the Fishbone Base can be obtained, Future Peace will be merged into the Fishbone Base, and Vault 027 will also have a certain status in it. This is the best result Han Junhua can imagine.

Seeing that Academician Qin hadn't left, Han Junhua stopped what he was doing, raised his head and asked.

"Anything else?"

"Well, there is a letter...my old friend asked me to forward it to you." Academician Qin handed out the crumpled envelope.

After glancing at the signature, Han Junhua took the envelope.

"Why did you just give it to me now?" She asked casually as she opened the letter.

"Because I think it would be more appropriate now..."

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First, I repent of my actions.

But I won't regret it.

I cannot lead the residents of the shelter to the end. Under my leadership, they will only go to perdition.

Perhaps after ordering the execution of all trespassers, I should execute the baby.

But I can't.

I am a coward.

I choose death, I should have died long ago.

Humanity is just a drag on existence.

I remember you telling me that.

If my death can wake up a strong enough leader in advance, maybe everything is not too late.

——Book by Zhang Qiming, to my colleagues.

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With trembling fingers pinching the letter paper, Han Junhua took a deep breath and hid the sadness behind the mask.

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