On the square in front of the Parliament Building!
Zhu Tian stood on the podium in front of the building and personally placed medals on every soldier who had made meritorious deeds up to knighthood, and rewarded all meritorious personnel. The morale in the audience was high, and everyone's faces were filled with pride.
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To be awarded a medal personally by the leader is definitely the highest honor for little people like them.
For those soldiers who have already poured their blood on the banks of the Yangtze River and cannot stand here to receive their rewards, the Logistics Department will send condolences personnel to the homes of their relatives to deliver medals, bonuses and pensions to their hands.
War will inevitably be accompanied by death. This is an eternal truth!
Although material compensation is not enough to ease the pain in the hearts of relatives of the deceased, it can at least make them feel better in the second half of their lives.
After the triumphal ceremony, Zhu Tian followed Chu Zhaonan to the executive officer's office.
The first time he opened the office door, he caught a glimpse of a pile of papers on the table that was as high as his head.
"these are?"
"The military expense bill has just been sent... Don't worry about it, it just looks like a lot. But the auction of the land certificate of Jinniu Lake Farm has allowed us to earn back the ticket price, but the workload of signing each note is still quite large.
"." Chu Zhaonan swept aside the snowflake-like pieces of paper, took out a document from the desk, and handed it to Zhu Tian's hand.
Picking up the document, which was a finger thick, Zhu Tian flipped through it.
"This is?"
"Legal documents." Hearing Zhu Tian's inquiry, Chu Zhaonan smiled slightly proudly: "I referred to some legal books left behind by the former East Asian Cooperation government, and after consulting with former lawyers and economic experts,
The original bill has been significantly revised, including the establishment of a stock exchange, the separation of the issuance and trading of securities, futures, and land certificates from the banking system, and more standardized market supervision regulations. Please take a look."
Looking at Chu Zhaonan, Zhu Tian nodded approvingly and closed the document in his hand: "Thank you for your hard work."
"No, this is my responsibility." Chu Zhaonan said with a smile.
"Has anything good happened recently?" Zhu Tian asked casually.
Chu Zhaonan was stunned for a moment, with a rare embarrassed smile on his face. He touched his nose and asked, "How did you see that?"
"It's all written on your face, aren't you going to share it with me?" Zhu Tian said with a smile.
"It's not a big deal, it's mainly about the family..." Putting his fist under his nose and coughing, Chu Zhaonan spoke quickly: "I'm going to be a father soon."
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I'm going to be a father soon...
After getting on the helicopter and returning from Tianyuan Base to Daming Survivor Base, Zhu Tian kept thinking about this sentence in his mind.
To be honest, Chu Zhaonan really shocked him when he said these words. He always thought that this guy was not much older than him.
However, since Chu Zhaonan and Zhou Lu got married a year ago, his wife is now pregnant. His identity has also changed from a down-and-out Lishui Town pilot to an expectant father.
From Chu Zhaonan's body, Zhu Tian saw the traces of the passage of time.
"...Is it time to have a baby?"
Zhu Tian murmured to himself, but while thinking this, his hand took out the serum from the storage space.
Taking a deep breath, he threw the bottle back
In the storage space, he shook his head vigorously.
It is better to consider this issue later. He is not ready to take on the responsibilities of a father yet...
The YZ-50 quickly arrived at the base and parked on the tarmac of the Ming Dynasty Survivor Base.
After jumping off the plane, Zhu Tian met Zhou Weiguo who came to pick him up.
On the way back to the villa, Zhu Tian chatted with him about the current situation of the base and unexpectedly heard a lot of good things from him.
For example, last month, a new shelter was opened in the northwest of Jia City. Zhou Weiguo had already dispatched soldiers from the First Corps to pick up the marauders to Tianyuan Base before they arrived, and explained to them the situation on the surface twenty years later.
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It is said that those blue men who could not figure out the situation made a lot of jokes. For example, someone who lived at the original site of Tianyuan Base saw that his house was bulldozed, and then angrily came to ask for an explanation.
As a result, he was thrown directly out of the house.
After inspection, there are no observers in the shelter, which means that this shelter is a shelter in the true sense! The kind that aims to preserve the population and has no special purpose. This kind of shelter is usually used for hibernation.
The warehouse is the main one, so for these survivors, from the peaceful era to the end of the world, it is just a blink of an eye.
This feeling is like wearing a suit and carrying a suitcase in the morning. Arriving at the shelter on a suspended train, queuing for number verification and entering the iron gate, then lying down in the dormant cabin and sleeping for a while. When I woke up, the outside world had changed.
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If they are left alone, some of them may die or be enslaved. Others will abandon the restraint of civilized people and become wanderers everywhere in the wasteland.
Of course, because of the existence of the New Ming Dynasty, they naturally no longer need to suffer these pains.
Internment, "compulsory education", and finally release into society, the New Ming Dynasty needs their knowledge and abilities. Especially financiers and scientists, these two types of talents are very in demand at Tianyuan Base. In addition, people who are proficient in computer technology can also work in the Tianyuan Base.
Find a good job in the military zone.
After bidding farewell to Zhou Weiguo, Zhu Tian stood at the door of the villa.
He opened the door and before he could stand still, a familiar figure ran into his arms and blocked his lips fiercely.
After a long time, their lips parted, and Li Xinran stared into his eyes with a blushing face.
Although there were thousands of words in my heart that could not be expressed, after the reunion, only a few words were left out of my mouth.
"...Bad guy, why don't you come back sooner?"
Zhu Tian burst into laughter.
"Laugh, what are you laughing at!" Li Xinran glared at him fiercely,
After leaning on Zhu Tian for a while, Li Xinran loosened her arms around his neck, leaving the remaining longing for the night six hours later.
early morning.
Looking at the sweet sleeping face in his arms, Zhu Tian was infected by the happy expression. He leaned over with a smile and kissed the white forehead gently.
As if feeling the kiss, Li Xinran moved her seductive little mouth cutely. Then she adjusted to a comfortable sleeping position, curling up into a ball like a small animal.
He quietly got out of bed, covered Li Xinran with a quilt, and tiptoed out of the room, closing the door behind him.
After heating up two steamed buns for breakfast in the kitchen, Zhu Tian left the villa.
August is almost over and now it is the end of summer.
Because of the radioactive fallout, mornings in the wasteland are usually very cold, but the temperature in the past two days may have been a little abnormal. Until the morning after these two days, little sparks could be seen faintly in the direction of the city center.
The facts were somewhat different from Zhou Weiguo's estimation. Although there were no flammable materials left in the buildings in Jinling City to burn, the corpse oil of zombies and alien species provided a lot of fuel for the fire.
Especially Roshan, the whole body is covered with high-density fat. After the fire at a temperature of thousands of degrees evaporated the water in its body, the entire Roshan burned like an oil barrel.
With the end of the alien wave and the return of the First Corps, the deserted base became lively again. The survivors returned to the surface, reunited with their relatives on the expedition, or silently accepted the urn.
In any war, people will die. This cannot be changed no matter what, no matter who or where!
In the wasteland, death is a normal farewell.
After arriving at the Marshal's Mansion, Zhu Tian was surprised to find that Xu Anhua had already arrived and was sitting at the desk belonging to the staff officer, working on the documents on the tablet.
"Are you sleeping in the command room?" Zhu Tian sat down at his desk and looked at her helplessly and said.
"No. Well, to be precise, I didn't sleep. Yesterday's workload was quite heavy, including battle damage, checking war consumable materials with the logistics department, providing compensation to the families of fallen soldiers, cleaning up alien corpses and recovering energy crystals..."
It was only then that Zhu Cai noticed the deep bags under her eyes.
No wonder he came back last night and she never came to see him. It turned out that she was too busy to spare any time.
"Thank you for your hard work." Zhu Tian couldn't help but sigh.
"It's okay." Xu Anhua still looked expressionless in response to Zhu Tian's concern.
"If you are sleepy, it would be better for you to go back and take a nap first."
With a perfunctory hum, Xu Anhua stopped what he was doing and looked at Zhu Tian: "How many more rockets are there?"
Zhu Tian spread his hands and said, "We have used up a total of 40,000 rounds. But now that the alien wave is over, is it still necessary?"
Although he can buy more if he is short of it, but frequent purchases and hoarding of such weapons, which violate the Geneva Convention, will not attract the attention of others. If possible, it would be better to wait for a while before buying.
"Have you finished it?" Xu Anhua pinched his chin and fell into deep thought.
Thinking about it, there shouldn't be many big-kill weapons. After all, fossil fuels such as gasoline are rare in the apocalypse, let alone mixed with other chemical materials to make vapor. Oil bombs. Not to mention such low-level weapons.
No one thought about technological things from the beginning.
However, what surprised everyone was that this low-tech thing was surprisingly efficient when facing alien species.
After a brief silence, she continued.
"How much more gasoline can you get?"
"A lot. Is there any problem?" Zhu Tian asked.
"The technical content of the napalm bomb should not be high. We are fully capable of producing rockets with stronger combustion effects and longer ranges."
After a pause, Xu Anhua looked at Zhu Tian, and then said with a serious expression.
"In this way, it is not impossible for our new Ming Dynasty to completely retake Jinling City from the aliens..."