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Even President Zhang and the commanders of the various fleets were infected by Connor's sincere smile and laughed together.

Connor hurriedly expressed his welcome to the United Fleet to visit his home at this joyous moment, as a remedy for the vague indifference before.

Lewis, still sporting a shaky haircut, plays the role of the balloon swinger.

At this moment, the old gentleman looked at the scene where Connor was surrounded by everyone taking pictures, and suddenly had a feeling of encountering the Four Kingdoms... no, it should be the strong sense of sight of the four time-space coalition forces...

Chapter 449 This is really not in line with reception etiquette!

After correcting his attitude, Connor quickly developed his communication skills.

The atmosphere at the scene was organized by him in an orderly manner. Although there were many commanders in each fleet, no one felt that he had been slighted by him.

Zhang Tianyuan also took advantage of the opportunity to reveal a piece of information to him.

It's just that after Connor heard it, he seemed a little unhappy:

"...Are you planning to visit California next?"

Connor was more than unhappy.

I was simply taken aback.

Forget about New York, why go to California? !

Zhang Tianyuan said with a smile: "The United Fleet is just our current identity. In fact, apart from this identity, we are all members of the Mutual Rescue Society."

"Mutual Aid?" Connor chewed the word.

Zhang Tianyuan squinted his eyes, "Yes, you should have heard of this term, we have come into contact with Mr. Meng not long ago."

boom!

Connor shuddered, and instantly remembered the information that those intelligence personnel had sent back to him, which mentioned this inter-temporal organization.

He should have connected it all!

Those intelligence personnel must have seen the time-space tunnel with their own eyes at Meng Anping's place, so they are convinced of it, so they send them back those ridiculous information, and exhausted all means to ensure the authenticity of the information ...

"The purpose of our Mutual Rescue Association's activities in each parallel time and space is to help each other and unite as one. So far, we have helped or are helping in eight time and space."

Zhang Tianyuan gave a number that shocked Connor.

"Eight parallel time-spaces? You mean, eight parallel time-spaces like Earth?"

It’s okay to have four parallel time and space, but in fact there are eight, no, counting them, it’s nine...

Zhang Tianyuan nodded, "That's right, we cherish life, so we will try our best to help the local area survive the disaster every time and space."

"We have saved tens of millions of humans who survived the threat of the doomsday virus, repelled the terrifying monsters that invaded the earth, saved billions of lives in extreme cold storms, and helped the land-depleted time and space find the future home..."

"So far, we've been bringing hope to life for many people in many places."

Connor listened intently, even though he didn't understand the details, he could imagine the meaning just by listening to it.

And this is important information.

Connor tried hard to remember, and asked, "Mr. President, do you mean that you are also here to help us?"

He couldn't believe it.

However, Zhang Tianyuan affirmed his statement: "When we come to this time and space, we naturally want to bring you some help, but in this way, we must have a detailed understanding of your world."

"That's why we need to come to you for a friendly visit, and then we will not only go to California, but also to other countries to conduct a field trip in various places."

Zhang Tianyuan said with a smile.

Indeed, he does not intend to conduct friendly visits only in North America, and other forces should not be left behind.

I didn't say it before, it was just for the sake of President Meng Anping.

Otherwise, he would have to talk nonsense to the leaders of the two major forces by himself, and he would be under a lot of pressure.

As for why a joint fleet should be formed for a friendly visit...

Nonsense, don't even look at what kind of world this is.

The world of growing mushrooms directly after a disagreement.

In the past, no matter which force found their unidentified drones, they would directly destroy them, and never thought of warning them.

You can see the atmosphere from here.

In this world, only fists can bring peace!

If the Mutual Rescue Association doesn't show its fists, there are still various things to discuss.

This joint fleet will spread the idea of ​​the Mutual Rescue Society throughout time and space along with their friendly visits.

"Then, Mr. President, may I take the liberty to ask, what are the conditions for joining the Mutual Rescue Society?"

Connor had put aside the visit to California at this time, and he was more interested in joining an intertemporal organization.

If he can achieve this achievement, it will be unprecedented and unprecedented.

"In fact, the conditions are very simple. As long as it is a country that loves peace, loves the people, has responsibility, and has achievements, we are very welcome."

Connor raised his eyebrows and immediately said, "I think our country is like this!"

"That's really congratulations to Mr. Connor." Chairman Zhang laughed, as if he didn't understand Connor's implication.

Although the Mutual Rescue Association has a low entry threshold, there is no need to accept a group of member states who can only grow mushrooms for each other. There are already many people who can grow mushrooms in the headquarters and various branches.

The Monday, Wednesday, and Friday pioneers can attest to this.

Connor wanted to mention it again, but was quickly attracted by the movement in other places.

On the deck, a soldier wearing an exoskeleton was performing.

And the performance project is a hand-lifted plane.

Of course, it's not like lifting the plane up like a tripod.

Just hug the landing gear, lift the plane by a corner, and then pull it forward.

But that's amazing enough.

Many people applauded.

Lewis even opened his mouth slightly, and the unsteady hairstyle on his head fully explained his inner mess at this time.

If Zhang Tianyuan remembers correctly, they should be soldiers from the "2012" time and space. Unexpectedly, they all assigned the mechanical exoskeletons imported from the wandering time and space to the navy.

Connor also cast a questioning look.

Zhang Tianyuan smiled, and said: "A certain export product from a parallel time and space, whether it is used in engineering or military, the effect is very good."

Although it is usually inconspicuous, this is an export project that can compete with earthworms in generating income in Wandering Time and Space.

If the dried earthworms hadn't been made up in large numbers from time to time, they would have been thrown away by the exit of the exoskeleton.

But to be honest, exoskeletons are not cheap, whether they are for military or civilian use, and the production capacity is limited. Wandering Time and Space has to give priority to supplying its own needs, so the upper limit is not high.

Connor stared dazedly at the soldiers who put on the exoskeleton and displayed various items on the deck like a little superman, his eyes gradually filled with yearning for parallel time and space.

It's just that when he came back to his senses again and wanted to continue asking about membership conditions, Zhang Tianyuan was no longer by his side.

He looked around and couldn't find anyone, so he could only go back to Lewis first, and wake him up who was still shaking in the wind: "What's going on?"

"What's the matter?" The old gentleman Lewis suppressed his hairstyle.

"Why is the port moving so slowly?"

"It's been half a day since I issued the order, and the sky is getting dark, but the port is not even ready for berths. This is really not in line with the etiquette for receiving guests!"

Chapter 450 I want to be a hot messenger too!

Lewis was choked for a while before saying:

"Connor, you know that the berths in the port are very tight..."

"Nervous? Didn't I already ask them to clear the berth?!"

Connor was furious and slapped the railing of the deck, intending to issue another order to arrest the management of the entire port on charges.

He can do it.

After all, the world has been in a state of turmoil for more than two decades, and the power in his hands is not comparable to that in peacetime.

Old Gentleman Lewis, despite his shaky hair, was reasonable.

"Your order cannot change the rules of reality, which is not something that can be done in a short period of time.

It takes a long time for a freighter to enter and leave the site. In the past, this required communication in advance to cooperate well. Now your order is too sudden. "

Lewis pointed to the nearest port area, where the fill light was now on, and from a distance one could see the crowds on the pier, various vehicles coming and going, transporting various supplies, and cargo ships could be heard from time to time Sound the whistle and leave the scene in another channel.

And at the berth it vacates, someone will immediately lead warships of suitable tonnage in the combined fleet to berth there.

The entire port is now busy and somewhat chaotic.

"They've really tried their best."

"And now there are already many small-tonnage warships parked..."

Lewis asked for data and found that the number of warships in the United Fleet moored in New York Harbor had risen to thirty.

Although they are all destroyers of [-] tons, this number is already extremely fast.

It's a pity that despite the best efforts of the port, there are still 210 ships in the combined fleet floating on the sea at this time.

Comparing the two numbers, a mere [-] ships seems insignificant.

There was nothing Connor could do about it. Although he was still very dissatisfied with this speed, he had no choice but to accept it.

However, he looked at the large formation of warships locking the entire sea, walked around in circles, and suddenly remembered something, and said to Lewis:

"Immediately bring the supply ships from the two naval bases on the east coast over and let them supply the warships at sea first. Whether it's fuel or living supplies, except for ammunition, you can give them anything they want!"

"By the way! The supply ship on the west coast should also be ready. Chairman Zhang told me that he will visit California next time!"

"There are also ships that have already parked, and they must also do a good job of resupply. They are all the same standard. The fuel of the ships must be filled up for them! Everyone on the ship must receive our gifts and promotional brochures!"

Lewis froze for a moment, "Promotion brochure? We don't have any..."

"Find someone to design and print immediately, and the distribution will start tomorrow morning!"

"This matter is very important, Lewis! Do you understand?"

On the sea at night, Connor carried the lamp above his head, with a solemn expression, facing his deputy.

"Understood, sir!" Hearing this, the old gentleman immediately raised his hand in salute to show his importance.

Connor patted him in relief.

At the junction between light and darkness, two men who understand each other have realized their sense of mission, which looks like a heavy ink painting, full of solemnity and holiness.

Only it would be better if some old gentleman's shaggy hair wasn't dancing with the wind.

Lewis, who was trotting to carry out the order, covered his hair with one hand, feeling annoyed in his heart.

On this strange ship, he still hasn't found the hairspray...

Before boarding the boat, he didn't realize that his hair would be blown away by the wind. It was the biggest mistake he ever made in his life!

Judging from the current situation, this contact will definitely create the history of the entire country, and people in the future will definitely remember and learn from this day.

At that time, they might see their hair dancing with the wind...

What kind of nickname would he get like this?

Mr. Pompon?

Seagrass Gentleman?

I can't imagine such a thing!

Although the matter of the hair was always in his mind, the old gentleman Lewis quickly settled the matter.

The supply ship at the East Coast Naval Base will be dispatched in two hours to deliver melon seeds and peanuts to the congested fleet off the coast of New York.

The [-] fleets moored at the port were also arranged immediately. There is no need to wait until tomorrow, as long as the rest is not disturbed, there will be supplies on board that night.

The brochure is already being designed, and the printing house is getting ready to go.