"If we want to make more mushrooms, we need more raw materials and production lines, and we have to occupy more territory." Yang Weite thought for a while.
Regardless of whether the researcher in front of him is cheating on funds, he must do his own logistics work.
"Yes, sir, it's time to expand our territory to the south. There is a power center there and a related production line. By occupying it, we can make more mushrooms." The researcher said excitedly.
"Well, okay, you go back first. I will discuss with the general and draw out some power armor and troops to sweep to the south." Yang Weite decided.
He needs extraordinary strength.
Quantum ghosts, monsters, it doesn't matter, as long as they can fight against the gods of the civilized world, that's fine.
The researcher respectfully left.
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Three days later, a huge cleaning team was formed.
Five units of powered armor were at the head, four units were at the rear, and six units were divided into two teams and guarded on both sides.
Of course, this is only a configuration for passing through dangerous road sections. Normally, the power armor is placed on the truck.
A mixed supply team of trucks, two-headed oxen, and hundreds of soldiers on foot.
The speed of the truck is also very slow, so slow that it is only slightly faster than an ox.
This is because there is no road at all to the south, and there are ruins, thorns, shrubs, and forests everywhere.
Without human activities, nature has reoccupied its territory at a crazy speed in this land that is very suitable for growth.
Yang Weite is sitting in a truck.
However, it is estimated that this truck will not be able to travel very far.
The area where there are still roads has been exhausted, and the remaining roads are all hidden among the ruins and forests.
After walking a few kilometers at most, you have to stop and hand over the supplies on the truck to the two-headed oxen.
No matter how awesome an off-road vehicle is, it's impossible for it to pass through such terrain.
Only people, only animals, and only primitive strength can carry supplies on their backs.
Thanks to radiation, the cow, a precious animal power comparable to the strength of six or seven adults, mutated into two heads, and its load-bearing and pulling power increased dramatically to more than twenty adults.
Therefore, you can often see a merchant walking on a safe road with a two-headed ox and goods stacked high.
If it's an unsafe place, it's the businessmen in the brigade.
He jumped out of the car and stroked a two-headed cow. The cow exhaled docilely and stuck out its tongue to lick him.
When he first arrived, he was so afraid of these deformed monsters that he didn't even dare to get even half a step closer.
Fortunately, Shelter Villa is an industrial farm, using tractors.
But now, in this primitive jungle and ruins, their importance is no less than that of a soldier.
"Everyone camp here to rest and start preparing to transfer supplies." He gave the order.
We cannot wait until there is no way out.
Because they need to hide the truck well.
Take it with you when you turn back.
Before changing to wasteland, these people just throw it away.
New cars are cheaper anyway.
Some people began to set up camp, some were responsible for cooking, and some began to move trucks with supplies.
Of course, the most important thing is that the power armor starts up and the precious batteries start to be consumed.
In the game, this thing consumes a lot of power. Basically, it will run out of battery within a short time.
Armored soldiers began patrolling the surrounding area.
Yang Weite was not idle, but carefully scanned a plan given by the volunteer army's combat staff.
It states the order of cleaning, the location where settlements were established, and how many people were left to guard them.
Of course he didn't know that in the game a settlement with only a dozen villagers would be very wealthy.
Here, a settlement requires at least 150 residents to complete basic security, reproduction, and foreign trade tasks.
Fortunately, they don't need to think about getting married and having children now.
Because these residents are all clones.
He also knew this title from Mr. Skillful Hands.
The other party abruptly turned a 19th century person into a 20th century person.
This shows Yang Weite’s hard work and studiousness.
There are two types of human clones. One is to develop from a baby, and the growth process is the same as that of a normal human being. The cycle is also the same.
One is to use organic substances and some hormones to make them directly, similar to making soldiers, and a batch can usually be produced in half a year.
The former are normal people, while the latter have various flaws, but are suitable to be cannon fodder soldiers.
This is what some evil forces do.
The residents used in their settlements are all normal clones.
When the settlement becomes stable, it will be transformed into a natural village and rely on natural reproduction and growth.
This is also the purpose of the Volunteer Army: to strive to restore the wasteland to its former glory.
Yang Weite was watching when he suddenly heard the siren:
"Radiomon attacks!"
Bullets were quickly fired from the sniper, then the rifleman, and finally the machine gunner, the grenadier...
The short but fierce battle ended quickly.
There were no casualties, but the ammunition reserve was depleted by six percent.
This is not a good sign.
Just one attack will consume so much. If you come back a few times, you won't have to leave.
Only then did Yang Weite understand why no one had explored the south.
The south has a warm climate, lots of rain, and dense forests.
Before the radiation, humans could easily wipe out these forests.
But now it doesn't work.
Those mutated rats, wild wolves, and hyenas alone are enough for an ordinary soldier to eat a pot.
Not to mention the more terrifying death claws, giant mire crabs, and mutants.
There are also evil human forces with ulterior motives who are blocking it and trying their best to prevent the righteous forces from regaining the lost ground.
Even the volunteer army was destroyed once and is now struggling to rebuild.
In short, in the eyes of many people, it is impossible to change the wasteland back.
Because many human forces with vested interests do not want it to change back.
Yang Weite sighed.
No matter when, it is so difficult for these smartest planet spirits to work together.
Just like the academy and the railroad, they are mortal enemies.
Thanks to Mr. Knight, the Volunteer Army and the college reconciled and the two parties reached cooperation.
He is both the chief steward of the Volunteer Army and the assistant to the dean of the college.
Why don't you sit down and have a cup of sweet coffee, listen to some beautiful music, and watch some pre-apocalyptic videos after everyone has finished planting?
Although Yang Weite can understand that people always want more, he still hopes that everyone can be simpler.
At least that's all he wants from life.
Just as he was thinking, "The attack has been canceled and the level 2 alert has been restored!" a captain issued an order.
He relaxed again and continued studying the plan.
Not long after, the captain, two soldiers, and a timid teenage girl walked up to him.
After Yang Weite saw it, he was immediately shocked.
Because he has never seen such a miserable child!
The other party's body was covered with rags made of rough plant fibers, and his feet were bare and covered with thick calluses and scars.
