Zombies don't need to rest

Changing the topic, Jiang Yang said with a smile: "In case the situation is critical and someone applies for the use of space-based weapons at the right time, Luo Jincheng might agree."

Looking at the thoughtful look of the person in charge, he smiled and said: "But I feel that he still has other means. Although space-based weapons are powerful, they are a bit too old, and this kind of killing that does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy The method is also a bit behind, I think he should come up with something new."

Shrugging his shoulders, he said relaxedly, "We'll wait and see. Our mission remains the same. After they go to war, we will immediately apply to the Space Development Corporation to launch satellites."

Dong Quanyun, who was sitting not far away, asked curiously: "Brother Yang, what reason do we use to apply?"

Jiang Yang turned around and looked at him and replied: "The network traffic in District [-] is too expensive, so I plan to establish a faster, more convenient, and wider coverage commercial wireless network through satellites, which is an individualized purely commercial Behavior."

Dong Quanyun looked at the drawings in his hand, and thought about the things that had been assembled in the factory and entered the debugging stage.

A high-power electric rocket that can freely travel back and forth in low-earth orbit and load more than 600 satellites, commercial behavior?

Some worried, he asked, "Can it work?"

Jiang Yang stared at him and said righteously: "What's the matter? Our Ninth District has a shallow foundation and a poor family. We can't afford [-] satellite launches, so for convenience, we directly deploy [-] satellites at a time. What's wrong with providing the Ninth District with a global wireless network? Zombies can't use WiFi?"

Dong Quanyun helplessly covered his forehead: "No problem, I just think if our first shot is too loud, there will be no trouble."

Jiang Yang smiled: "No, because when we launched the satellite, their attention was still on the battlefield in Africa. When their war is over, we have already used free WiFi, and we will directly open this network for free. That's it."

The leader of the network group sitting next to him asked curiously: "Free and open? No money?"

Jiang Yang turned his head and looked at him with a smile: "Silly boy, it is because of the free opening that they can understand our technical strength. The most important thing is that this time we are selling rockets, not wireless networks."

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, then nodded and suddenly realized: "So that's how it is."

Jiang Yang looked at Dong Quanyun and said: "Prepare some technical materials. We must explain the situation at that time, and if we want to attract business with this thing, we must have a business promotion association. Let Wu Dong go up and tell them about our technical advantages." .”

Dong Quanyun and the person in charge got up and left.

Jiang Yang turned back and looked at Zhong Lanyin who was in a daze at the counter: "You have taught Wu Dong before, right?"

Zhong Lanyin nodded.

Jiang Yang asked with a smile: "What do you think you have learned?"

Zhong Lan thought for a while before answering in a low voice: "Drink coffee."

Jiang Yang continued to ask with a smile: "What else?"

Zhong Lanyin frowned and thought for a while and said again: "He has been leading me to practice calligraphy for the rest of the time."

Jiang Yang nodded helplessly and stood up: "Forget it, anyway, you don't have to follow him now, forget about the previous things, and practice calligraphy depends on your own mood."

After speaking, he left the Windless Tavern directly.

In the factory area outside Sun Island, I found Wu Dong who was sitting in his office preparing his speech.

Jiang Yang really admired this master of A200 paper carving who had practiced nearly 4 years before the end of the day.

Ordinary people don't have Wu Dong's ability to make simple things complicated.

After closing the office door, Jiang Yang didn't leave the room with a smile until night fell, leaving Wu Dong who had written a lot of notes inside to stare at the content on the paper.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

On April 4, Luo Jincheng issued an announcement again, requiring the three parties to hand over power within 10 hours and disband the farm, otherwise, they will bear the consequences.

The eyes of the world are drawn between the Pan-Asian Federation and Africa.

Luo Jincheng timely announced the actual situation of these three human gathering places.

Human beings raised for food, and human gathering places in name, but actually three gathering places of zombie granaries.

Once such news was exposed, it immediately aroused widespread concern.

Even within the Pan-Asian Federation, people's concerns about zombies have once again been aroused.

On the outskirts of Base City No. [-], in a company building under renovation, two zombies were sitting on a table in the corner.

Looking at the message displayed on the mobile phone screen, one of them said in a deep voice: "Look, I said that this is the only way to do it. These African guys have already promoted a large number of zombies to the first level. This is still in Africa. In the case of the Pan-Asian Federation, I am afraid we have a chance to become monarchs."

The other stared at the message on the screen, thought for a while and replied: "But they have already attracted Luo Jincheng's attention. If it is us, we should do it in a more covert way."

The zombie who spoke before nodded: "You are right. Luo Jincheng is still capable. We can't confront him head-on until he reaches the monarch level."

"But I have contacted friends in other base cities in recent days, and they said that it is not uncommon for people to be traded within the Federation."

He paused for a moment and said: "I plan to turn our company into a biological company. In the early stage, we mainly focus on various biological products. Now, Luo Jincheng has proposed to carry out research on the fifth generation of genetic modification drugs. We will do this at that time." .”

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Another zombie seemed calmer: "Is it really all right?"

The one who spoke before squinted his eyes and replied: "There will definitely be problems, but they will not be serious. We also have technology in our hands. A few of my friends have also taken online courses at various federal universities."

"Apart from anything else, a doctorate is still available."

"Coupled with our energy, it is still very easy for a technology company to surpass those new humans. After the scale is established, we can consider expanding and conducting human experiments. Moreover, as long as we have technological achievements, the scale of the experiment will be larger. It's normal for a little bit of people, and the family power of those new humans will help us deal with it."

Another zombie suddenly asked: "Do you need to consider the threat of the ninth district?"

The zombie who spoke before grinned and said: "Of course we have to consider it, but you remember, we will be an ordinary biological company founded by a zombie at that time, and it is impossible to reach the scale of the ninth district, just follow them gone."

"As long as independence is guaranteed, and those family forces are brought in, relying on the steady flow of water, the brothers will definitely not be short of meat."

The two Class A zombies smiled at each other, put away their mobile phones and left the unfurnished office building at the same time.

April 216, 4, the cataclysmic era.

After repeated warnings to no avail, Luo Jincheng, chairman of the Pan-Asian Federation Council, personally ordered the order.

Allocate the Kunlun, Penglai, and Taihang three major heavy armies and the corresponding land, sea and air forces to formally blockade the three large human gathering places in southern Africa, demand that the local zombies surrender power, release all humans in the farms, and voluntarily surrender to accept Pan Federal Trial.

The behavior of this world policeman did not cause much distaste.

After all, for this method of raising humans as rations, all new humans stood with Luo Jincheng.

However, there are still several federal leaders headed by the Indian Federation, accusing Luo Jincheng of sending troops directly after two announcements without results, which is a bit too domineering.

But nobody paid any attention to them.

Because the whole world, when the Pan-Asian Federation, a huge military machine that has been in preparation for more than 100 years, was put into operation, it had already shut up.

In the three-story building in Base City No. [-], Luo Jincheng stood in the hall and silently looked at the screen in front of him.

In the windless tavern in the ninth district, zombies without important tasks gathered together, quietly watching the picture on the big screen.

The launch of the huge war machine is indeed shocking.

But it is different from the people of the Federation who cheered and celebrated the Federation's contribution to the defense of human peace.

It is different from other federations who are shocked by the complete military industry and military dispatching system.

Whether Luo Jincheng, Jiang Yang and others, what they care about is:

How much strength does the Federation, which has been corrupted by countless bugs for 100 years, still have.

In Wufeng Tavern, Jiang Yang looked at Zhong Lanyin who returned to the counter after finishing his work.

Taking the cup in her hand, she drank the lipstick liquid and said softly, "Chaos is the best stage to show your abilities."

191 Vigorously Works a Miracle

Lu Renjia sat quietly on the chair, and at the same time looked at his younger brother Lu Renyi with some incomprehension.

Both brothers saw the doubt in each other's eyes: "Why, we appear here?"

In the slight shaking, they could hear the sound of the sea outside beating the surface of the ship.

That's right, Lu Renjia and Lu Renyi, who entered the Kunlun Army Corps through the back door to participate in training, but the actual training time was just seven months, are traveling to southern Africa on a transport ship of the Penglai Army Corps.

The good news is that their job is to assist logistics forces in transferring supplies.

The bad news is that when they set off, they received a reminder from Jiang Yang, telling them to be "smart".

Lu Renjia took a deep breath.

Being smart means looking for an opportunity to run away?

But it was obvious that what Jiang Yang said was not what he meant.

As the person who talked directly to Jiang Yang, he heard the cleverness in Jiang Yang's words, which meant to let them find opportunities to make meritorious deeds.

Can logistics recruits also make meritorious service?

He doesn't understand.

Because although he has received seven months of training, the main subjects are fighting, shooting, use of combat armor, and tactical coordination.

For Kunlun, they only longed for it when they were young, and actually didn't know this army at all.

What's more, they are now sitting on the transport ship of the Penglai Army.

The Kunlun army, part of the fleet in front of them to the left.

Another part is in the sky.

Hold the two guns in your arms tightly.

This was issued to them by the instructor before departure, a high-power laser weapon and a traditional gunpowder kinetic energy weapon.

The large bag at the feet contains magazines and bullets, and the tactical hanging bag on the body contains electromagnetic grenades and fragmentation grenades.

Coupled with a head-mounted holographic combat auxiliary helmet, and a headset that claims to be capable of all-weather, all-terrain, and full-band communication.

Gone.

Sounds like a pretty good weapon.

But the problem is that they are not in ordinary troops but Kunlun.

Kunlun, on the other hand, is a combat legion fully equipped with heavy combat armor.

He looked again at his younger brother sitting next to him and the few people in the cabin who were similar to him.

They also wear the Kunlun logo on their shoulders, but like themselves, they only carry advanced individual weapons, but they are not equipped with the most important, heavy combat armor.

Rifleman in the mech unit?

A clear voice came from the earphones: "Attention all units, Taihang has completed the air blockade, the federal satellite has locked on the mission target, the landing point has been determined, and the combat mission has been issued. Please act according to their respective instructions."

Lu Renjia took a deep breath and looked at the task assigned to him: to assist the Penglai Army's logistics transport unit, count the amount of supplies and the actual situation, and complete the docking with the Kunlun Army's logistics team.

Frowning at the only task.

Mr. Jiang told himself that although he was surprised, he was sure.

The task of the two brothers is to assist and supervise the Penglai Army and the federal logistics department to see if there are any mistakes in Kunlun's logistics and transportation work.

The ship rocked slightly. Lu Renjia watched an officer sitting opposite him stand up, looked at the soldiers in the cabin seriously and said, "Count the supplies."

Lu Renjia stood up quickly, put his two guns behind his back, silently opened the box closest to him, and carefully checked the model and quantity of the missiles installed inside.

Under the leadership of the officer, eleven people quickly completed the inventory of the materials in the cabin.

After re-covering the box, Lu Renjia saw the officer take out a stack of special seals from his bag.

The officer said with a blank expression: "Come here to get the seals. I have already counted the boxes. After I check and confirm that there are no mistakes, I will stick the seals and sign. If there is a problem, the person who signed it will be the first person responsible."

Is the signatory the responsible person?

Lu Renjia, who had just received more than a dozen seals from him, was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his head, he saw the officer's calm eyes.

Carefully swallowing his saliva, Lu Renjia turned around silently, opened the several boxes that had just been counted, and repeatedly confirmed that the number of models above was consistent with the list, before raising his hand to signal the officer to come over.

After he nodded, he carefully covered the box and sealed it with iron nails. Then, according to the officer's instructions, he stuck the seals on each gap and wrote his name on it.

After a while, there was a sound from the cabin, and then the door of the cabin they were in opened.

Lu Renjia looked at the logistics team standing outside.

There were six people in a group, dressed in heavy combat armor about ten meters away, the leader opened the cockpit shield and looked at the officer next to him.

The officer didn't say anything but just stepped aside, and the six quickly picked up the boxes in the cabin and walked out.

After ten minutes.

Looking at the empty cabin, Lu Renjia heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed that he could take a short rest.

But at this moment he saw the squad again.

The officer also turned around blankly and said, "Take your weapons and ammunition and prepare to land and hand over supplies."