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1382. Chapter 1376 The Colonial Heat on Wasted Earth

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For Wanghai City’s Survivor, Holy Shield is not just a Shield that separates them from this Wasted Earth. It is a flag. Especially for those who used to live here and witness the prosperity and greatness of the world, Holy Shield is particularly sacred in their minds.

Repair Holy Shield.

There is the possibility of repairing Order.

Just as the fourth Eden project was completed, Star Ring Trading lowered the price of agricultural products for the second time in a year. The purchasing power of credits continued to increase. The commodities with major shops also lowered their prices, and lived in survivors’ faces on the Sixth Block. The smile is also enriched.

From the point of view of enriching the cultural construction of the Wasted Earth people, the funds will be used up to the endless use of the Parliament Building. It will simply take advantage of this great opportunity to announce the day of the Holy Shieldactivate(d) as the Holy Shield Day. The time will be for the Parliament to hold a large-scale celebration.

For the celebration of the icing on the cake, North Americacolony just sent a dozen tons of new crab white paste to sixth block and a colony poster.

According to sailors returning from North America, in the Wasast Earth in North America, several boxes of fresh meat canned in the Sixth Block can be exchanged for a blonde babes, and a pack of cigarettes can be bought for adolescent girls. The first night…

Although with exaggerated ingredients, but have to say the more primitive desire.Hope, the more people can arouse people’s initiative and initiative. Crab white paste On the day the Sixth Block was sold, there was a long queue at the entrance to the Colonist registration point.

Any citizen of any level holding an NAC government-issued account can register as a proud Colonist at the Colonist registration point. The military government promised to arrange work for the Colonist, reimburse Colonist’s shipping fees, and promised to subsidize 50-100 credits per month according to the Colonist Citizen Status for five years.

Wanghai City Port, the lift is going to the freighter hanged container.

The sailors on the deck smoked listlessly because they were about to set sail and were destined to miss a grand celebration.

“Are you waiting for the celebration to end? It is said that ‘Arrogant Lass’ will perform on stage and if I remember correctly, the lead singer of the band is your Goddess. ”

NoDragging his suitcase, Han Yue shook his head and looked in the direction of the port. A glimpse of fascination appeared in his eyes. “When I come back, I will find her.”

No more persuasion, Song Zhongwei sighed and reached out and took a hard shot on the shoulders of his good buddy. He said in an encouraging tone, “There is a dream that is good. This world has become like this, too. It’s a bit of a dream.”

The fate is so wonderful that the two did not know before Doomsday came. Song Zhongwei is a third-rate singer who plays music, and Han Yue is a bank security guard. The two people’s life circles are parallel. If they do not lie in two adjacent Hibernation Cabins, they will hardly know each other’s names.

When a Sanctuary wakes up and NAC Soldier, who is wearing exoskeleton tells that it is already 20 years in the End of the World, they spent a full year to adapt to the new order of the world and try to accept this devastated city. .

That is, at that time, the two became friends.

“What’s your dream?”

“Sleeping in Hibernation Cabin,” Song Zhongwei rolled his eyes. “Awake 200 years later and I become a nostalgic singer.”

“It must be a retro party, hā hā.”

Laughing and punching each other’s chest, the two smiled.

Song Zhongwei licked his mouth and looked at Han Yue seriously.

“Be careful, I’ve heard people say that the situation there is much more complicated than here.” In addition to subcrystals and ocean horses, there are Mutants and Cannibal Race tribes. ”

“Risks and opportunities coexist. I will let myself live.” Trying to make his voice sound easier, Han Yue pauses for a moment and looks at the freighter that started ringing the whistle and suddenly smiled. “Send it to me.” Come here.”

“Your kid,” kicked him in the bottom, and Song Zhongwei’s tone was a bit gloomy. “To get off the boat, just roll it. Don’t forget, you still owe me a meal. ”

“hā hā, I owe you more things!”

Hā hā smiled, Han Yue patted his own bottom, holding the trunk to the direction of the freighter.

……

The whistle blew three times, saying goodbye to the people on the shore.

Leaving the port of Wanghai City, NAC’s cargo ships escorted by two warships and headed north along the edge of Eurasian Continent. Heading back through the cold, Bering Strait, bypassing the golden waterway outside of Alaska and heading south along North America Continent, arrived at the port of NAC established in State of California…

After a half month of sailing, Han Yue stood on the deck and finally saw the long-awaited coastline.

Here is the legendary North America.

He had been here before the war to serve as a tourist.

However, at this moment, standing here overlooking Los Angeles City, has not seen a trace of the past. Hollywood mountain was cut off half, once bristling in there Villa group now can only see bare Tubau.

Just as Han Yue struggled to recall the city’s original voice, his thick voice came from behind. As the other Colonists on the deck turned their heads together, they caught a glimpse of the captain, who was only seen on board the ship, at the entrance of the cabin.

“We have arrived, in front of California. It used to be called Los Angeles. It doesn’t make any difference now.”

“Here and sixth block different, out of NAC’s muzzle is a barbarian land, where there is no order, even if it is survivor settlement, I hope that after the ship your muzzle can be consistent external.” It’s probably like Wanghai City a few years ago. Survivor is more dangerous than Death Claw. Rather than being caught by Muutants, it’s better to give your brain a bullet. However, I think these nonsense is equivalent to farting for most of you. ”

Standing on the deck, the Captain grunted a twang, and from his pocket he felt an inferior cigar-point, spitting out the muddy smoke circle, looking at the looming port, “I admit that there is a chance, a box of canned meat can be exchanged for what you want, but I advise you how long snack eyes, before enjoying life, The first thing to do is to save your life by all means. ”

The whistle blew three times and leaned toward the port.

The freighter is getting closer and closer to the port.

Just then, the captain, who was smoking on the deck, suddenly noticed something was wrong in the harbor.

The port is really too calm!

If usual, every time he pulls goods from the Sixth Block, he can let Colony’s people rejoice for a while. Especially those gins, some drunken drunkards, who can even sleep in the quilt by the harbor all night, in order to grab everyone in front of them, using subcrystal or other shiny things, from those The sailor hands the two bottles for the rest of the kitchen or warehouse.

But all with alcohol, in colony sales are good.

However, this time it was not a drunken quilt drunkard, and even the port workers had disappeared.

“Wait,” said the bearded captain, frowning slightly. He took out the telescope from his pocket, and aimed at the direction of the harbor. The brow was locked tightly together. The cracked mouth was slightly open and closed, whispering murmured, “There are some It’s not right…”

Without knowing anything unnatural, Han Yue stood on the deck and felt a slight chill in the north wind into the collar.

With a shudder, he wraps his coat in his coat and pulls his hand into the purse of the trench coat. He touches a pendant and raises a hint of warmth in his heart.

The pendant was bought in the hands of a small vendor who sold souvenirs in a concert. It was still before the war. He did not think the world changed, the rules changed, everything changed, but it is her. Compared to Song Zhongwei, who lost everything, he felt that he was fortunate after all.

“Arrogant Lass” is still holding a concert, although the drummer has changed the stage…

Looking at the Silent harbor, at this moment, he suddenly remembered that this trip should take more than two pieces of winter clothes.

Here is Colony.

There is no shelter for him holy Shield …

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1382. Chapter 1376 The Colonial Heat on Wasted Earth

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