Walking to the door of the shelter, Xu Anhua pulled off a data cable from the door panel and plugged it into his personal terminal.
"How is the negotiation going?" Tian Kai asked nervously.
"Very well, open the door."
After hearing Xu Anhua's instructions, Tian Kai breathed a sigh of relief and waved to the staff in the control room to activate the door of the shelter.
Dust rose and the gear-shaped door panel slowly rolled sideways, revealing the walkway behind it.
The suspension bridge is pulled by the robotic arm to form a road, connecting the entrance and the interior of the shelter.
"It's hard to imagine that there is such a space one thousand meters below the surface."
"Want to go in and take a look?" Xu Anhua asked casually.
Although he was very interested in visiting, Zhu Tian still shook his head: "No, just stay at the door."
Just kidding, if I go in, who knows if you will suddenly turn against me and take me hostage?
"Your concerns are also our concerns."
"Oh? How do you say this?" Zhu Tian looked at Xu Anhua with interest.
"You don't dare to come in, just like we don't dare to let you in, right?" Xu Anhua said calmly.
Hearing this, Zhu Tian was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
The soldiers standing behind him were a little confused. They didn't understand why the leader suddenly laughed.
Several former East Asia Cooperation Government soldiers who were waiting in the shelter were also confused and looked nervously at Zhu Tian, who was standing next to Xu Anhua.
"You are a very interesting person." Zhu Tian shrugged and grinned.
"What a surprise. Even I think I am a boring person." The corners of his mouth curled up under the pull of his muscles. Xu Anhua left these words and walked towards the shelter.
I didn't wait long at the door.
Soon Xu Anhua walked out with two drafted agreements.
After just a quick glance, Zhu Tian signed his name on the two agreements. Each party held one copy, and the agreement officially came into effect on the date of signing.
Zhu Tian noticed that when he signed the "letter of surrender", the middle-aged man standing behind Xu Anhua looked at him with eyes full of suspicion and hatred.
However, Zhu Tian didn't make any comments about this, he just smiled nonchalantly and put away his contract.
Before boarding the elevator back to the surface, Zhu Tian turned and looked at Xu Anhua who was escorting him to the elevator.
"Representatives from the Ming Dynasty Survivor Base will arrive tomorrow, and the first batch of supplies will arrive the day after tomorrow. I hope you won't suddenly close the door after taking the energy crystal, otherwise I might blow up this cave when I get angry." Zhu
Tian said in a joking tone.
"We will keep our promises. Please don't test our already fragile trust relationship with such intimidating jokes," Xu Anhua said.
"Haha, don't think too much, it's just a joke. Of course I believe you will keep your promise." Zhu Tian said with a smile, and at the same time boarded the elevator and pressed the start button on the control panel.
"See you later."
"Goodbye."
Watching the elevator rise, Xu Anhua turned and walked towards the shelter.
On the way back to the office, she could feel the eyes around her being filled with suspicion and distrust.
This is understandable, after all, she "sold" the shelter to the man named Zhu Tian a few minutes ago.
Sitting on that chair, facing the deserted room, she suddenly sighed.
Starting today, all residents in the shelter can return to the surface, enjoy unlimited ultraviolet radiation, and breathe free air.
Except her.
Choosing to use yourself as a deterrent switch is equivalent to giving up the opportunity to return to the surface.
At least until enough trust is established.
Suddenly I feel so tired...
Xu Anhua slowly lay down on the table and took a nap for the first time in a long time.
The sign for Shelter 007 was removed and replaced by a road sign for Camp No. 7.
People wearing blue shelter uniforms returned to the surface along the elevator.
When they saw the thin sunlight, they cheered, cried bitterly, ran on the street, knelt down and kissed the concrete floor.
The soldiers at the Ming Survivor Base stood together in small groups, chatting to pass the time while looking at these lunatics jokingly.
"Are these guys crazy?" Looking at the cheering blueskins from a distance, Zhu Tian raised his eyebrows in surprise.
"It's just that I've been waiting for too long." Zhou Weiguo said with a grin and a cigarette in his mouth.
After the initial excitement, the residents quickly settled down.
Under the coordination of the managers dispatched by Shelter 007, the one hundred advance team residents quickly gathered in the center of the square and then unloaded the building materials transported to the surface from the freight elevator.
It's a metal plate. It's a magical thing. It seems to be a kind of memory metal.
I saw a "blue man" driving a small engineering vehicle, holding a fifty-square-meter rectangular metal plate and throwing it on the ground. The "blue man" waiting next to him stepped forward and pulled off the plastic film on the outside.
After being in contact with the air for a while, Zhu Tian saw several holes cracked in the more than 50-square-meter metal plate. It moved like a Transformer and automatically assembled into an iron house with doors and windows.
.
Zhu Tian's eyes almost popped out when he saw it.
This thing is amazing!
Seeing that there were no expressions of surprise on Zhou Weiguo's or his friends' faces, I guess this kind of thing was not a rarity in the past. However, even though there were no expressions of surprise, there was still no doubt that they were envious.
No wonder these plunderers are keen on robbing these blue-skins, there are so many good things.
Although he didn't go up to grab it, Zhu Tian still grabbed the manager who was directing the construction of the camp and asked directly how many of these things were left in the shelter. The manager couldn't understand what Zhu Tian meant, and his face
He immediately showed a helpless expression.
"There aren't many of these in the shelter. There are only a hundred sets."
"Only one hundred sets?" Zhu Tian asked reluctantly, "What about the production process? You should have the drawings and so on, right?"
It’s not something worth hiding. The manager nodded: “Yes, yes, but it’s very troublesome to produce. It’s no exaggeration to say that before the disaster, it cost enough to produce such a plate-shaped mobile house.
Four houses with better conditions are built directly on the ground. The only advantage of this kind of thing is that it does not take up space. If it is not to be placed in the shelter, there is no need to produce this thing."
After all, the cost of building a shelter is a terrifying one million yuan per square meter. In a shelter where land is at a premium, it would be even more expensive to pile up building materials to take up space.
After hearing this, Zhu Tian stopped paying attention to this thing.
However, I still secretly remembered that there was such a thing.
Although he doesn't have any use for this thing yet, who can say what will happen in the future? For example, in aerospace, this thing has a wide range of applications.
Within half an hour, two small construction vehicles had already run back and forth in the square several times, and a hundred small iron houses were neatly located in the square. Residents in the shelter carried large and small bags and ordered them according to the number.
Lived in a tin house.
Eighty of the tin houses are occupied by residents of the shelter, and the other twenty are
It will be controlled by the garrison at the Ming Survivor Base.
After a while, three trucks, escorted by more than a dozen soldiers, drove into the square.
These three trucks were filled with building materials and construction workers shipped from the Ming Dynasty Survivor Base.
It is not enough to just build good housing. For the safety of the camp, walls are also indispensable.
Most of these workers from the Ming Dynasty survivor base were residents recruited from Donggou Town. After nearly three months of labor, they had almost been upgraded from "slaves" to "lower citizens". Some of those who had made outstanding contributions had even been upgraded to
"Middle Citizen".
After stopping in the open space in front of the camp, the workers on the car jumped out of the car in twos and threes. After unloading the goods, they skillfully set up the cement truck and related construction equipment. Then, under the command of the engineer, they dug outside the square.
The foundation was built.
According to the plan, the Daming Base will build a 4,000-meter-long wall outside the square. The nearby half-collapsed small shops will be directly knocked down, and the buildings with higher integrity will be included in the camp for use.
The camp was bustling with activity, and the clanging sounds continued into the night. Many frozen zombies were attracted by the breath of the living and approached the camp at slow pace.
However, the soldiers at the Daming base were well prepared. The soldiers stationed at the street entrance picked up their rifles and fired two shots from a distance to kill the scattered zombies. There are not many active zombies in this generation, or because of the low temperature
The reproduction of zombies in the city center was suppressed, and until summer, no dense groups of zombies could be seen in the suburbs of Jinling City.
The construction work of the camp is in full swing, but compared with the activity on the surface, the underground shelter is much deserted.
Xu Anhua sat at the table, facing the angry Wu Chi with an indifferent expression.
"What have you done to let them help us build a camp? I don't object to this, but what does garrisoning mean? Do you want us to become their slaves?"
"In my opinion, this is the best ending." Xu Anhua said lightly.
Each takes what they need, fearing the same unbearable consequences, and both sides maintain restraint.
"Are you stupid? Since they are asking for help from us, we can rely on our technology to ask for more benefits from the natives!"
Hearing Wu Chi's accountability, Xu Anhua only found it funny.
But she didn't know why, but she couldn't laugh.
"Do you know what they brought with them when they came?"
"What?" Wu Chi said disapprovingly: "A huge army? So what? Even if we can't defeat them, as long as we close the door, they can't get in. Unless they don't want the technology we have, otherwise he will have to
Sit down and talk to us."
Xu Anhua shook his head.
"The news about our energy shortage has been known to them, or it is not a secret at all, and the threat is not established at all."
"Then we will force each other to death." Wu Chi said fiercely: "If the door never opens, they will get nothing."
"Have you ever heard of gambling?" Xu Anhua asked.
Wu Chi raised his eyebrows, not sure why.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xu Anhua continued.
"Two gamblers are sitting at the gambling table, both sides are peeking at each other's chips. The rules of the game are very simple. Two guns are held in the hands of two people, but the muzzles of the guns are pointed at the same person. A uses the gun to coerce
B handed over the chips, and B pointed a gun at himself and threatened A. The bet revolved around B's life and death. If B died, A would get nothing."
"This rule is not fair at all." Wu Chi said with a sneer.
"The rules are never fair to the weak." Xu Anhua said calmly: "A few hours ago, Zhu Tian and I both held the gun. But at the beginning of the gambling game, I pointed the gun at myself.