Bring Interstellar to the end of the world

Chapter 128 Thought Baptism
The following afternoon.

The sun shone on the factory facilities that had only experienced war, magnifying the wounds on the road, the blood on the walls, the shrapnel in the corners, and the charred corpses.

When General Wang and Sanpao pushed open the gate, one modified pickup truck after another came from the horizon, and the dust formed a sand curtain in the field of vision.

Tokuko looked at the part of the outer wall that had been erased in front of him and swallowed.

He also saw a destroyed main battle tank parked under the wall. Judging from its appearance, it should be a Type 85-II main battle tank. There was a very exaggerated large hole in the front of the car, which went straight to the cockpit. You must know that it is the strongest part of the whole vehicle. The place was actually pierced from the front.

"Prodigal son, prodigal son..." Zeng Hua kept mumbling behind him.

Dezi seemed to hear the sound of his heart bleeding.

The main battle tank is a symbol of identity and status. To armed organizations, there are two concepts, even if it is only the outdated 85-II, not 99A, not 032D, not crimson flame, and not red comet.

"Stop, stop quickly."

Hearing the exclamation from the head of the plane, Tokuko kicked down, only to realize that he almost hit the ass of the car in front.It is estimated that the driver of the modified pickup truck in front was just like them, focusing on the wreckage of the Type 85-II main battle tank and the severely damaged wall, ignoring the matter of driving.

Suddenly there was a person on the wall, with a harpoon gun hanging on his left shoulder, and his right sleeve was empty, as if he was a disabled person.

When Zeng Hua looked away from those over-the-top motorcycles, he saw the man froze for a moment.

"Gao Kai? I remember that he is Luo Zuoming's subordinate, why did he appear here?"

No one in the car was able to answer his question.

When the modified pickup truck passed the gate, Sanpao saw Zeng Hua and came over and knocked on the door.

He lowered the car window and looked at his good friend in the reaper armor.

"Is it handsome? Tang Yan gave it to me."

General Wang also came over at this time, holding the Persen FN50 sniper rifle in his hand: "Is it handsome? Tang Yan gave it..."

Zeng Hua's face was gloomy, and he really wanted to wring the heads of these two bastards off and kick them like a ball.

Didn't he follow Zangfeng's instructions very obediently to guard the base camp at the rolling mill? It took only three days before and after, and these guys almost didn't pierce the sky in the peninsula area.

Only then did I hear that Tang Yan had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked, and everyone in the Pandaren Legion was in danger.

Later came the news that the Gemstone City Guards suffered a disastrous defeat and Luo Zuoming died.

He managed to get a good night's sleep. Before dawn, he heard that Deputy Head Tang had kicked the ass of the Yuancheng City Defense Army and found them a new home. The people below are responsible for packing valuable items in the rolling mill and delivering them to Maxim's cannery in the next few days.

Tokuko looked at the slowly receding factories on both sides and said, "I think the most correct choice I've ever made in my life is to accept the regenerative potion."

In the past two days, what Dezi talked about most was what happened on the way to the Institute of Physics. Zeng Hua and the aircraft head understood his feelings very well.

The modified pickup truck stopped in front of the office building. With the surging fire, a group of Mr. Handy robots flew by in the distance. There was a red star printed on an iron shell, and the five characters "serving the people" were written beside it. Under the leadership of the leader, clean up all kinds of metal fragments scattered on the ground.

Dezi sighed: "Poor Huang Lei..."

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Tang Yan rubbed his sore neck and got up from his seat.

"Let's do this first, wait for the follow-up people to clean up shelter 1017 before making arrangements. Those who are willing to live on the ground have staff dormitories, and those who are willing to live in the shelter also have vacant rooms."

After saying this, he grinned and walked outside.

General Wang suddenly pulled his sleeve: "What? Neck pain?"

"I have exercised too much in the past two days, and I didn't get a good rest last night. I had a stiff neck when I slept."

"At this time, I should go to Pink Paradise. I know that a girl named Cai'er has a good technique."

Tang Yan glared at him and continued walking outside.

As the afternoon sun fell on his face, he thought of a question.

Ever since he joined the Pandaren Legion, he first killed Ma Qiao, then Lie Shou and Tian Hu's forces, so that the original mercenary team of more than 100 people was now full of less than 60 people. Competent maid.

"Should we recruit some new members..."

Looking at the devastated factory area, he thought that with the current size of the Pandaren Legion, it would take several days just to clean up the factory area and No. 1017 shelter.

At this moment, Comrade Jiao passed by with a team of Mr. Skillful robots shouting loud slogans.

He called it off.

"I have an idea. Now that the Maxim's Cannery has become the private property of the Pandaren Legion, those equipments are still idle. It's better to recruit some workers to restart the production line and process and manufacture high-quality and cheap sea fish cans."

Comrade Jiao said, "That's a good idea."

"I want you to be the director of Maxim's Cannery?"

The spiral plates in Comrade Jiao's eyes shrank inward: "I'm sorry, I didn't understand what you meant."

"You heard me right. I told you to be the director of Maxim's Cannery, in charge of production affairs. You don't need to pursue profit, as long as you keep a balance of income and expenditure, it's considered charity."

"Are you serious?"

Tang Yan looked at it with extremely clear and clean eyes.

He patted its iron shell: "Remember when you asked me what the wasteland lacks most? My answer is 'trust'. So... why don't you start with yourself, try to trust, entrust, let this cruel and ruthless The world is a little more warm."

"In this era when most people don't have enough to eat, instead of stamping documents and inputting various data into computers, the greatest contribution we can make is to let people have food and clothing, and then they can pursue spiritual pursuits. progress."

"From the moment you agreed to leave the shelter with me, I regarded you as a friend, not a robot. If serving the people is your ideal, then as a friend, I will do my best to help you achieve it."

"Although the stage of Maxim's Cannery is not big, compared to the whole continent, a small box of canned food is related to every mouth and every stomach under this sky. I believe that under your management, Maxim's The products of the cannery can save more people from hunger, help children from poor families grow up healthily, make the festive table full of joy and laughter, and make this wasteland not so cold."

"I'll do it! I'll do it! I'll do it!" Comrade Jiao waved his three robotic arms excitedly: "Tang Yan, I thank you on behalf of those who will benefit from this decision. You are the most upright and kindest person in the world. The most loving person."

"Don't flatter me. After all, I'm just a small person pushed forward by the times."

He is very humble, with a humble expression, humble speech, and humble eyes.

Gao Kai, who was patrolling back and forth with a harpoon cannon, happened to pass by the office building. He happened to hear the conversation between one person and one machine. He couldn't help but shudder, wondering whether it was blind or mentally retarded!Tang Yan is the most upright, kind and caring person in the world?So the person who slaughtered most of the Yuan City defense army last night was a ghost?
Of course, even if Gao Kai had 1 guts, he would not dare to dismantle Deputy Head Tang in front of the robot.The 85-II main battle tank whose head was broken is still piled up in front of the door, and his head is far less hard than its ass.

(End of this chapter)