Walking out of the meeting hall, Zhao Tianqiang frowned. Sophie, who was waiting at the door, saw the boss coming out and immediately greeted him.
He took the coat from the hands of the personal secretary, put it on his body, and walked quickly outside the Capitol without saying a word.
"Is there any trouble?" As the boss's right-hand man, Sophie asked in a low voice.
"No more trouble, I just feel like something is wrong." Zhao Tianqiang said in a deep voice.
"Business?"
"No... I hope it's just my imagination."
Looking at his colleagues leaving quickly, for some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.
At the Ming Dynasty Survivor Base, Zhu Tian felt a lot more relaxed during this time since he dealt with the mutants in Donggou Town. At this time, he was inspecting the base.
In Kong Jie's laboratory, Zhu Tian looked at the rocket engines placed in the room and said with a strange expression: "Don't you need to be responsible for the production line of the mechanical exoskeleton?"
"I have already assigned what everyone should do, and the details of how to do it are written in the booklet given to them. I am only responsible for verification and debugging, and scoring everyone's work." Kong Jie pushed.
Glasses, he said proudly.
Scoring is an assessment for new survivors... and also for those slaves. Those who perform outstandingly will be promoted to lower-class citizens.
Since it would not affect his business, Zhu Tian didn't bother to scold him for not doing his business properly.
"So, how many seconds can this thing stay in low-Earth orbit?" Zhu Tian sighed and asked casually.
"Uh, this is not a space rocket." Kong Jie scratched his head and said.
"Not a space rocket?" Zhu Tian was stunned.
"Well, to be precise, it's a guided missile that can carry one thousand kilograms of combat components."
Bang!
A small gadget that Zhu Tian held in his hand was so frightened that it fell to the ground!
"How many of these things can you make?" Zhu Tian patted his shoulders with both hands and stared at him with bright eyes.
Kong Jie felt goosebumps on his forehead, shrank back, smiled dryly and said quickly: "This kind of thing cannot be mass-produced, and the materials are not easy to find, so I can only say try my best!"
Damn it, with a load capacity of 1,000 kilograms. Even if it is all "old antiques" like T.N.T., it can blow up half of the street. If you use concentrated explosives commonly used in the wasteland, its lethality is no less than one
Medium tactical nuclear bomb.
"I do everything possible!" Zhu Tian said solemnly.
If there is such a big killer weapon, the battle with mutants will undoubtedly increase the chance of winning.
Taking a deep breath, Kong Jie nodded.
After explaining Kong Jie, Zhu Tian returned to his villa again.
Sitting alone on the sofa, holding a tablet in hand to deal with things.
At this time, the little lolita Li Xinyan ran over, with a smile on her chubby little face, and sat directly in Zhu Tian's arms.
After pinching Loli's fat face, Zhu Tian didn't care about her rashness. He concentrated on dealing with work matters again.
There is a huge disparity in the strength of the troops on the front line. According to the intelligence fed back by Wu Qiang, it is expected that the mutant army will complete its assembly in one month, and the Chu River will also freeze by then. It can be expected that the mutants will launch a general attack at that time.
On the screen was the image transmitted by the Hummingbird drone. Due to the anti-aircraft machine gun, shooting and reconnaissance could not be left to Chu Zhaonan.
Dense red dots gathered behind the snowy hills beside the road, as well as anti-aircraft machine guns and infantry guns covered in white cloth.
It would be great if Kong Jie's missile was completed. All he had to do was shoot it here... Zhu Tian tilted his head for a moment, then shook his head and dialed the phone number at Tianyuan Base.
Chow Tai Fook’s phone number.
Soon the call was connected...
Chow Tai Fook's bald head appeared on the screen.
"Hello? Boss, what are your orders?" That respectful voice makes you feel comfortable no matter how you listen to it.
"I need mercenaries. Do you know anyone at Tianyuan Base?" Zhu Tian said straight to the point.
"Mercenary?" Chow Tai Fook was stunned: "Boss, do you already know?"
"What do you know?" Zhu Tian's expression was a little strange. He didn't understand what Chow Tai Fook was talking about.
"Well, there has been a rumor recently in Tianyuan Base that the wreckage of the 'Thunder Spear' is lying somewhere in the city center. Of course, the authenticity of this news has not been confirmed, and I am still investigating. If you, boss
If you are also thinking about that thing, I can help you inquire carefully." Chow Tai Fook said with a mysterious face.
"Thunder Spear?" Zhu Tian was stunned. He was about to ask what that thing was, but suddenly he remembered the science fiction movies he had seen in the modern world.
Could it be...
"Oh, I almost forgot, boss, you are not from Jinling City." Chow Dafu slapped his forehead and quickly explained: "It is a space-based weapon, also called a space orbital weapon!"
"Well, I know, but what does that thing have to do with Tianyuan Base?" Zhu Tian interrupted Chow Tai Fook's explanation. He just wanted to hear the key points now.
"A mysterious financier has placed commissions in major taverns and offered a high price of one million energy points for the remains of the Thunder Spear."
"One million energy points? Damn it, are you crazy?" Zhu Tian almost stood up in fright.
Little loli Li Xinyan looked back at Zhu Tian in confusion, moved her butt, and sat down on his lap again.
"Ahem, this energy point has been verified by the notary office of Tianyuan Base, and the order form is stamped with a steel seal. Based on the official reputation of Tianyuan Base, this order should not be fake.
." Chow Tai Fook paused, then said: "So the mercenary groups stationed at Tianyuan Base are now crazy. There are very few commissions to escort caravans in winter, and those people basically stay in the tavern and wait to get moldy. Now there are people
After offering such a terrifying sky-high price, even a team of hunters who are not very strong are ready to make a move."
Hearing this, Zhu Tian frowned.
"In other words, is it difficult to hire people now?"
"It's not difficult, but the price will definitely be higher."
"That's okay. I'll send you the commission content in a moment... By the way, please help me pay attention to the news about the Thunder Spear."
"Yes, boss." Chow Tai Fook bowed exaggeratedly.
Zhu Tian turned off the communication screen and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
He had an ominous premonition that this year's snow might be much colder than previous years!
...
Snow is like a quilt covering the deserted streets.
Except for the snow removal workers who walked silently, the only noisy thing on the entire street was the cold north wind.
Oh no, there is another great place to keep the spring alive.
People are noisy and partying here, releasing accumulated stress and passing boring time.
This good place is the Daming Tavern. Although it has only been open for less than a month, it has conquered the hearts of all wastelanders with its high-quality drinks. In front of the wine table, a muscular mercenary stepped on a stool with his feet and showed off drunkenly.
Showing the scars on her body, the girl in hot clothes wandered in the dark corner, waiting for tonight's prey. The gambler put two tables together, playing dice and poker...
Judging from these silhouettes, this place is no different from the Tough Guy Tavern on the street. The only difference is that the security here is very good, which is unimaginable. But it was not like this when it first opened.
Liquor is a huge profit wherever it is placed. The emergence of the Daming Tavern has undoubtedly cut off the financial resources of the pubs on the entire street. Once you have tasted the beer with the aroma of wheat, I believe no one will be interested in that kind of beer again.
I am interested in bad wine blended with industrial alcohol. Even the wealthy people in the inner circle will occasionally come to this place to have a drink to warm their stomachs.
The huge profits naturally aroused the jealousy of colleagues. After intimidation and inducement failed, the owners of various taverns resorted to all kinds of dirty tricks.
Making trouble, framing, stealing...
However, the person who used these methods obviously underestimated Chow Tai Fook's ability. He used to be a bandit, and he was a veteran when it came to using dirty tricks.
Bribery, blackmail, arson...
After chopping off six dirty hands that were stretched out in succession, those who were ready to take action finally became cautious. Then, he spread the news: The owner of this store has an unusual relationship with the ten-person committee. Inquiring about this
After the news, those who were still hesitating whether to take the risk finally gave up their evil thoughts and accepted the fact that Daming Tavern occupied the market.