Many people were panicked when they heard that Qingchen was going to put everyone under house arrest in this military camp.
All the politicians were silent. If there were only Qing's troops in the city No. 10, it would be the young man in front of him who had the final say.
Life and death are all in his thoughts.
Even if Qingchen killed them all now, he could shirk away the saying "Diet in the tide of rats, it is particularly regretful and sincerely mourning." No one can find out what the truth is, because the truth of this history will be destined to be written by Qing.
At this time, a male star was taken to the camp by a shadow soldier. He shouted hysterically: "Why do you imprison us? Kashima Li Yunxuan and I are close friends. You can't treat me like this! Is there any law in the federal government?"
This male star made a joke two years ago. When he went on stage to celebrate the awards and recited the lyrics, he said three wrong words in a paragraph...
Someone took the lead in resisting, which aroused the sense of grouping among others. After all, the Qing family couldn't kill everyone, right?
Only Song Niaoniao stood in the crowd and pulled her best friend, reminding the other party not to speak.
When the celebrities talked generously, she seemed to be watching a huge joke. That boy was a killer. Just now, you didn't recognize him because he had mud on his face. Now that you recognized him, how dare you continue to say something against him?
A rapper with dreadlocks came out, and he bet on the single and double bets greeted Qingchen in swear words.
Keiye raised his eyebrows on the side: "Palm and mouth."
The shadow soldier came to the rapper and slapped the other person three times like a gyro, with sixteen teeth falling neatly.
Qingchen said with a smile: "I know everyone is excited, but you may have misunderstood something. Although the rat tide has been cleaned up, the cockroaches are still there. Let everyone stay in the camp, not to put you under house arrest, but to protect you."
After the words came to the ground, Qinghui walked out with a wry smile and said, "Big nephew, the sixteenth uncle didn't recognize you just now. We are all Qing family..."
Keiye: "Put the mouth."
Qingchen turned around and walked outside: "That person named Song Niao Niao, if you cooperate with us, don't blame us too much."
Celebrate the ambition and understand it.
Qingchen glanced at him and whispered: "The head of the family."
Keiye's expression was solemn.
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Countdown to return 78:00:00.
evening.
Qingchen felt emotion in his heart as he looked at the city's entry and exit Xizhakou, where the city was transporting supplies continuously.
Only by managing a city can you know how huge the consumption of urban resources is.
To meet the food and drink problems of these more than 6 million people, there were hundreds of material transport vehicles coming!
There are all protein bars, vegetables, fruits, meat, milk, eggs, and any food you can think of, and the material list is available.
After all the goods are delivered, you only need to sign a single word to unload the goods, and you will not receive any penny.
Within three months, all goods belong to donated materials from the Qing family consortium. After three months, the city must pay the money on the 10th.
In three months, the Qing family consortium will pay a huge sum of money for this, and Qingchen only needs to sign easily or designate someone to sign.
This means that Qingchen controls the power to allocate materials in the entire city.
Qingchen signed.
He asked, "When did you start preparing this batch of supplies?"
The general manager of the cargo transportation company smiled and said, "I wouldn't have prepared so well 17 days ago. Of course, if I continue to transport it in the future, the pressure will not be so great. All the materials come from the surrounding production bases and can be shipped in 4 hours."
17 days ago, six days ago when the rat tide broke out.
Qingchen once again sighed at the old man on Ginkgo Mountain's ability to predict the future.
The other party actually confirmed 17 days ago that he would take over the city!
At some point, he even felt a sense of powerlessness.
Suddenly, a burst of cheers broke out in the city. Qingchen looked back and saw the lights of Wanjia lit up in front of him, and the lower three zones were the first to restore power supply!
The refugees in the city hugged each other and cried as they watched the scene.
Now the lights are on, symbolizing the return of civilization and the chaotic and disorderly days are over.
In the evening sunset, Hope Media reporter hurriedly ran past Qingchen with a bunch of handwritten manuscripts in his arms.
Qingchen called him: "Hello, is it a reporter from Hope Media? I heard the mistress talk about you."
Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and he responded shyly: "Hello, I am Gao Wen, a reporter from Hope Media. I want to write a manuscript about this disaster."
Qingchen said seriously: "Please don't mention the parent-teacher meeting. Try to leave us more time, thank you."
Gao Wen solemnly promised: "Don't worry, I will. Don't thank me, I should thank you."
As he said that, he continued to run towards the Hope Media Building, and he wanted to make everything recorded during this period public, so that everyone could know that in the context of the federal civil war, there was still a group of people who saved a city.
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Northern battlefield.
A small cocktail party is being held in an air fortress suspended above the clouds.
Blondes and blue-eyed people communicated in English and raised their glasses to celebrate their victory in the first battle.
The emergence of two overseas aerial fortresses and ten Class A floating airships destroyed the Qing family in one fell swoop, the Li family 12 Class A floating airships and 41 fighter jets, completely changing the pattern of the Northern War.
That is, the Qing family and Li family evacuated early, otherwise the losses would be even heavier.
This battle caused the Qing family and Li family to shrink across the board, and for a moment they had to rely on ground defense fortifications to prevent the fleet from continuing to move south.
At the cocktail party, a young Asian man with a dark face suddenly raised his glass: "Cheers! For His Majesty King Roosevelt!"
Everyone picked up the champagne.
A young Asian man stood among the white man and looked particularly eye-catching.
The young Asian man, Arthur, is the leader of the Kingdom Organization, but all the kingdom members know that it is just a manipulated puppet, and the other party himself is not present.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! At this time, twelve women in cherry blossom kimono walked into the dance floor, and they twisted their bodies gently to the soothing music.
A group of white people whistled around, and some even wanted to lift the hem of the kimono's skirt.
The girls were a little frightened, but they could only resist their fear and continue dancing.
As they were dancing, members of the Kingdom Organization hugged them and went to drink.
Arthur asked with a smile: "Where is that friend from the God Genealogy?"
"It's still in his own lounge, and I'll come over in a while," said a white man.
As he was speaking, a young man with dark hair and dark eyes walked into the cocktail party. Instead of seeing the experiences of the kimono girls, he greeted Arthur in fluent English.
Arthur exclaimed: "Divine Age, I will always admire your fluent English."
A young man called the Gods smiled and said, "In my long life, I used taboos to cross the Forbidden Sea and lived in San Francisco on the West Coast for a while. I liked it very much, especially the women there."
After hearing this, Arthur smiled and said, "This is not possible. You are not worthy of our white women."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the entire cocktail party fell into freezing point. Everyone looked at Kamiyo silently, wanting to see what his reaction was.
Arthur stared at the young man in front of him: "You are just talking in this war and you have not won our respect yet."
Kamida whispered: "I sacrificed a real son for this war. He has been following me for hundreds of years. This is the price I paid for the war. Moreover, the disaster in City No. 10 is enough to split the two supply lines in the south, which is also the reason why the Qing family and Li family retreated."
Arthur shook his head: "I need you to understand one thing, that is, you need us, not that we need you."
The young man who had no name but was code-named "Divine Age" was silent for a while, and then suddenly smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will not touch a woman of white race in the future."
"Very good," Arthur nodded.
What the Roosevelt Kingdom needs is a dog, not a partner.
"Tell me about the situation, Kamiyo, what do you think about the next battle situation?" Arthur handed the champagne in his hand to the waiter, changed into a glass of whiskey, and took a sip. The tuxedo on his body was meticulous and looked like a real gentleman.
Shen Dai analyzed: "A war has just happened within the Federation. The Chen family's air fleet in the south is not able to go north. Li's air fortress is also under maintenance, and it will take as long as 3 months to set sail... But I don't recommend you attack rashly, because Shen Dai needs time to build supply lines and advance bases, and the front line cannot be stretched too long for a while."
Arthur asked, “How long does it take to build a forward base?”
"Two months," Kamiyo said seriously: "This will be the lifeline for your fleet to move south. Of course, your troops are not very strong at present, and it is difficult to cross the air defense position on the line of Chunlei River..."
To be continued...