Chapter 371: Valley of Bullet Shells

"If you send troops, what are your chances of winning?" Jiang Chen asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Chen thought that Chu Nan would give him a definite answer, but he shook his head.

"Hard to say."

"Why?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Based on the current command system, no matter how many soldiers are mobilized, it will be difficult to win." Chu Nan said bluntly.

"Command system reform... Do you have any good suggestions?"

In fact, Jiang Chen had been thinking about this issue since the last time he went back, but he had no clue. He has almost planned the reform of the administrative system, but the military... To be honest, apart from playing a few real-time strategy games, he is military blind.

"I don't know much about commanding. Didn't you capture a colonel? She must know more than all of us." Chu Nan said.

Embarrassment flashed across Jiang Chen's face, and his eyes drifted to one side.

"Ahem, she hasn't given up her loyalty to the organization yet."

Frowning slightly, Chu Nan asked thoughtfully, "It is logically impossible, is there something wrong with the chip...do you want me to help you?"

"No need, I'll do it myself." Jiang Chen quickly refused.

Chu Nan was slightly taken aback, as if he understood something, he gave Jiang Chen an ambiguous look.

"With all due respect, it is not advisable to feel compassion for the captive. Her knowledge is very important to your cause, and I hope the Marshal will consider it carefully."

"I will." Jiang Chen replied vaguely, "I will resolve the reform of the command system as soon as possible. Do you have a plan for the expedition?"

Seeing that Jiang Chen didn't intend to continue on this topic, Chu Nan stopped the conversation tactfully, and replied, "Of course. First of all, in terms of war materials, we can issue war bonds through the Sixth Street Bank to publicly raise war funds. Repay with the materials seized from mutants. Then use the funds raised to place orders with major arms factories, purchase weapons and ammunition, and at the same time inject vitality into the nearly saturated military market. On the other hand, the funds also It will be used to hire mercenary groups and hunting groups, pay salaries for conscripted soldiers, etc.”

"That's a good idea." Jiang Chen praised.

After a war is fought, not only do you not need to pay a penny, but you can also make a lot of money. Use people's money to pay for the armament of the Fishbone base.

It can also use arms orders as a lever to leverage economic development. Chu Nan's move is really clever.

"How about mobilizing soldiers? About how many people can be mobilized." Jiang Chen then asked.

"It is expected to mobilize 1,000 soldiers to join the army." Chu Nan said.

This number is still objective, Jiang Chen nodded in satisfaction. Counting the 1,000 slaves bought from the big mine, that's 2,000 new recruits, once the training is complete. The military strength of the Fishbone base will more than double.

"Then the preparations for the expedition will get rid of you. If there is nothing else, I will go first."

After speaking, Jiang Chen stood up.

Seeing that Jiang Chen was about to leave, Chu Nan also stood up and sent him downstairs to the parliament building.

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Although there are still some things to do, Jiang Chen is not in such a hurry at the moment. It has been more than a year, and he wants to take a good look at what this thriving small town has developed into.

After bidding farewell to Chu Nan, Jiang Chen casually strolled around the inner circle. Then it went straight to the outer circle.

Compared with a year ago, this place is indeed much more prosperous.

The buildings on both sides of the street have basically been redecorated, and many have even been demolished and rebuilt into three or four-story buildings. Just standing here, if you don't look up at the yellow-green fallout, you really can't feel the breath of wasteland.

Bustling crowds, dazzling array of goods. Solo travelers with rifles on their backs bargained with vendors in front of the stalls, and soldiers in carbon nanocombat uniforms maintained order in the market. In addition to the common attire of survivors in Wanghai City, occasionally survivors whose attire is obviously different from that of the locals can be seen. Some of them came from Luzhou, 400 kilometers away, some from Wushi, 600 kilometers away, and some even came from the Northern United Area.

They bring sub crystals and merchandise at the same time. It also brings technology that is lacking here. For example, a very useful intelligent mechanical dog can carry 100 kilograms of heavy objects across all terrains, making it easier for scavengers to carry more garbage. Another example is the silk spit out by a mutated spider, which can be made into a substitute for chemical adhesives that are commonly used in industry. Many private factories have absorbed these technologies. And began to produce these "exotics".

What used to be a slum has been bulldozed and replaced with apartment buildings. Most of them are private properties, and a small number are shelters owned by the military government. There are no malnourished skilled women who are soliciting customers in the street anymore, replaced by legally operated entertainment centers and well-dressed special workers. There are no more refugees waiting to die on the streets. Anyone with able-bodied hands and feet can find a job in the Sixth Street District.

How is it different here than it was a year ago. That is probably civilization.

"Don't miss it when you pass by! Fresh shell valley! Come and take a look!"

The yelling of a peddler caught Jiang Chen's attention.

The not-so-spacious store was crowded with crowds of onlookers, and two guys dressed as mercenaries helped him carry bags of divided grains onto the weights. While yelling, the peddler in a fur coat took money from customers, and then handed a pack of shells to the customer.

"Shell Valley?" Jiang Chen looked at the bags of grain in surprise.

Leaning closer, he asked the peddler.

"How did you sell this thing?"

"3 crystals per kilogram, no bargaining." The peddler didn't recognize Jiang Chen's face, so he probably came from another place.

The price is about the same as that of convenience in the area, and slightly cheaper than the price of rice. Jiang Chen thought to himself.

"Where did this thing come from?" Jiang Chen asked.

The peddler looked at Jiang Chen vigilantly, but didn't answer, just said: "Buy it or not, don't get in the way if you don't buy it."

Jiang Chen didn't care about his rudeness, and took out three sub-crystals the size of rice grains from his pocket, and threw them into the hands of the peddler.

"Give me a kilogram."

Seeing Yajing, the peddler immediately smiled and offered a bag of bullet shells with both hands.

Looking at the bag of bullet casings in his hand, Jiang Chen stopped and thought for a moment, then walked towards the warehouse area.

When he arrived at the warehouse area, Zhao Chenwu had already been waiting at the door for a long time. There was another person standing beside him, Hu Youde, a businessman from the Great Mine.

Seeing Jiang Chen, Hu Youde's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted him enthusiastically.

"Hey, Boss Jiang, let's meet again. I've brought the slave you wanted."

"Where are people?" Jiang Chen glanced at the empty ground, and there was no one there.

"Ahem, of course it can't be here. Now the slave business in the sixth block is carried out in the asylum outside the wall. This is your rule." Zhao Chenwu also stepped forward and explained to Jiang Chen.

Maybe it was the rules set by Chu Nan, but Jiang Chen didn't know about it. (To be continued.) () "I Have a Suite in the End Times" only represents the opinion of the author Chenxing LL. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing healthy and green Read the platform. 【】,thank you all!