It’s only an hour’s drive from Fish Bone Base to Camp 27. But it's late February now, and the snow on the ground has almost melted. Thanks to this, the zombies and alien species on the street are also ready to move.
Because they met two meat mountains on the road, the convoy was delayed for a while, and it took Jiang Chen twice as long to reach the camp.
Standing outside the several-meter-high concrete wall and looking up at it, Jiang Chen felt quite emotional. Unexpectedly, only fifteen days after the construction started, the camp has already developed into this.
Seeing the convoy from the Fishbone Base, the soldiers standing on the wall immediately opened the gate and let the vehicles through.
Just after passing the gate, Jiang Chen jumped out of the car and saw Xu Lu already standing at the door waiting for a long time.
"I was delayed for a while on the way, so I didn't wait too long, right?" Jiang Chen walked up to her and said with a smile.
"What's going on? It's my honor to wait for you." Xu Lu shook her head and said with a playful wink.
"Haha, don't be so polite. Tell me briefly about the situation... Well, let's talk as we go."
"Okay, boss."
The two of them walked towards the center of the camp together. On the way, Xu Lu told him about the drastic changes that had taken place underground these days.
From the initial protest rally, to the control of the embassy, to the uprising...
"Speaking of which, boss, how did you guess that the residents of the shelter would cause chaos on their own?" Walking beside Jiang Chen, Xu Lu looked at Jiang Chen with a smile, her eyes faintly shining with admiration.
It is undoubtedly a pleasure to be looked at by a beautiful woman with adoring eyes. Even Jiang Chen knows that it is impossible for Xu Lu's brain to not be able to think of this small problem.
"intuition."
Hearing Jiang Chen's concise reply, Xu Lu was stunned, then she raised her lips and smiled, "You are so funny."
…
In the center of the camp is a cement house with just over two floors, which serves as the command post for the Fishbone Base's garrison at Camp 27. Seeing Jiang Chen approaching, the two sentries standing guard at the door immediately gave a military salute and opened the door for him.
As soon as I opened the door, a rush of hot air hit my face.
"It's quite warm inside. You don't need to wear such thick clothes." Xu Lu said with a smile while taking off her cold-proof clothes.
He casually took off his cold-weather clothes and hung them on the wall. Jiang Chen looked around along the wall and asked in slight surprise.
"This is?"
This even and soft heat is not like a heater, but rather like the temperature-controlled wall heater in his villa.
Strangely enough, the supplies pulled from the base did not include troublesome wall heating facilities. Even in the Fishbone Base, only Jiang Chen's villa was equipped with such luxurious gadgets. Ordinary survivors only used electric heaters.
"The electromagnetic nitrogen heating device was given to us by the residents of the shelter, in order to thank us for providing them with shelter." Walking to the side of a metal ball, Xu Lu introduced it to Jiang Chen with a smile.
Nitrogen content in the air accounts for about 78%. Through the special electromagnetic effect, the nitrogen element in the room is heated as a whole to achieve a uniform heating effect.
Looking at the spherical heating device, Jiang Chen stepped forward and touched it.
It's hard to imagine that this thing that heats the entire house is actually warm.
"What about the power consumption?" Jiang Chen asked.
"The energy consumption is about two-thirds of that of a traditional electric heater."
"It seems there are quite a lot of good things in the shelter." Jiang Chen nodded approvingly.
Although winter is coming to an end, it is still good to configure a set in the fish bone base.
"It will be yours soon, right?" Xu Lu winked playfully.
"This place has always belonged to me." Jiang Chen raised the corner of his mouth.
Seeing the confident frivolity on Jiang Chen's face, Xu Lu pursed her lips and smiled.
Putting away his frivolous expression, Jiang Chen turned to look at Xu Lu seriously, cleared his throat and said.
"Let's get down to business. Wu Yaguo should have requested to renegotiate with us, right?"
"Yes. As you requested, I drew a cake for them." Xu Lu nodded.
"Have the embassy staff been evacuated?"
"Taking the opportunity of transferring Han Junhua, they have all returned to the surface." Xu Lu said.
Hearing that Han Junhua had been sent to the surface, a playful smile appeared on Jiang Chen's lips.
"Good, they've lost all their leverage. Let them surrender."
negotiation? Negotiations can only occur on equal terms.
"As commanded."
With a charming smile on her lips, Xu Lu bowed slightly and took the order.
…
Happiness and joy filled every corner of the shelter. People celebrated victory, drank synthetic wine, and feasted on molecular gastronomy, just like a festival.
The blood stains on the wall have been washed away with detergent, and the bullet marks on the steel have been filled with recovery solvent.
In the director's office, the long conference table has been filled with all kinds of molecular delicacies and has become a wine table for the residents' council to celebrate their victory.
"Cheers to our victory!" Wu Yaguo stood up, toasted to the congressmen, and then laughed and took the lead in drinking the wine in the glass.
The technology in the shelter is so advanced that, with sufficient energy, they can live in an environment that is almost the same as in the good old days before the war. Just let those ugly and dirty scavengers pick up garbage for them on the surface, give them a little bit of the technology they dream of at the right time, and then admire the expressions of worship on their faces and enjoy the worship they have with their hands. fuel rods on.
35 fuel rods a month are enough for them to live like a festival.
"Haha! Cheers!"
"For freedom! For victory!"
Drinking and drinking, drunkenness spread on everyone's face, like a dream that will never wake up.
"...Speaking of which, where's that bitch? How could such a festive moment be without that guy?" said a drunken congressman.
Disbanding the residents' council and letting them, politicians who usually don't have to work, go mop the floor. No one here has a good impression of her.
"Hiccup—before punishing her, we might as well have some fun." Someone suggested while burping.
"That's right, for example... let that old maid do a striptease for us, haha!"
"Tsk, tsk, I'm really curious about the humiliating expression on that bitch who has been dominating us for three years."
“…”
Listening to the drunken and obscene remarks made by the congressmen, Wu Yaguo looked slightly embarrassed.
It's not because he feels ashamed of these people's thoughts or anything. He doesn't mind abusing that girl to help the fun, but Han Junhua has been taken to the surface by Xu Lu...
"Ahem, guys, that bitch has been sent to the surface as a gift of peace." After coughing slightly, Wu Yaguo decided that it would be better to explain things clearly earlier.
The sound gradually stopped, and a pair of drunken pupils looked over.
A drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Wu Yaguo woke up instantly. His mind was spinning quickly, and he came up with a speech that would not disappoint anyone.
"You know, because she threatened our partners, the man named Jiang Chen wanted to deal with her personally. Think about it, guys, the once arrogant queen may now be suppressed by a group of angry beggars. … I think this is the best punishment for that bitch!”
The congressman thought about it and found that this was also the case.
"That's right. There is no more humiliating punishment than this. It just makes those scavengers easier." Shi Yongtian, who was sitting in the corner, burped and flicked his index finger.
"That's right, Hiccup—we might as well guess what kind of torture that bitch is now in."
"Hahaha!"
“…”
Looking at the angry smile, Wu Yaguo breathed a sigh of relief.
However, at this moment, a militiaman ran in in a panic, banged on the office door, and interrupted the banquet.
Wu Yaguo glanced at him dissatisfied, walked forward with a wine glass and opened the door.
"What's going on? In such a hurry."
"Earth, surface." The man stammered and couldn't hold back a word.
"Surface?" Wu Yaguo raised his eyebrows and repeated it as if to confirm.
The man gritted his teeth, glanced at the congressmen present, leaned into Wu Yaguo's ear, and whispered a few words in a low voice.
"Bang--" With a sound, the wine glass fell to the ground.
Like a death knell in a dreamland, the bright red wine flowed along the veins of the floor.
Wu Yaguo's eyes widened, his pupils trembling in fear.
"How, how is it possible..."