Early in the morning, the bank entrance was crowded with people.
Businessmen, mercenaries, hunters, and even scavengers, all gathered at the door of the bank. People were in high spirits and their faces were filled with excitement. Under the guidance of the security forces wearing the uniforms of the First Regiment, people lined up in a long line, eagerly waiting for the opening of the Sixth Street Bank at eight o'clock.
If you want to ask why people are so enthusiastic, we have to start with the wonderful speech yesterday.
"... Everyone, in the past twenty-one years, we have proved our prosperity with our own hands." Standing on the podium in front of the Parliament Building, Zhao Chenwu spoke to everyone in the audience with an impassioned voice. the people shouted loudly.
"Whether it was being abandoned by PAC in the first place, or facing the alien wave alone, or the bacteria that spread throughout the city last year, or that sad betrayal..." He slowly lowered his tone.
"But we defeated!" He clenched his fists, raised his voice, and said in a provocative tone. "We used the new order to raise our middle finger to the powerful people who abandoned us. We used high walls and guns. We stopped zombies and alien species, we used the tracks of tanks to eliminate the source of plague that spread throughout the city, and we used the charter of parliament to punish the traitors!"
"Then we ushered in the light." He slowed down his tone again and cast his solemn and proud eyes on the crowd.
The audience held their breath.
"But just as we were singing the praises of prosperity, something sad happened."
"I believe most people have heard of it. Our compatriots in Jia City, the warriors who resisted the mutant invasion, finally fell."
"And now, the group of barbarians in the west are waving sticks and shouting at us: Look, we caught your little neighbor and cut off his balls. Are you afraid? Haha, we are fast I will do the same thing to you! Now, tell me, can you bear this insult! Can you bear it!"
There was no response from the audience, but Zhao Chenwu could read it on the faces of the people in the front row. They can't.
Taking a deep breath, he spoke again.
"It is too small. Compared to the entire wasteland, it cannot even be mentioned as a particle. But we have the obligation to care for it to sprout. Care for it to illuminate a wider place. Yes, it is what we have seen Light, the light of order! And the first step in completing this great cause is to use the entrails of those bastards to lubricate the tracks of our tanks! Then, liberate our compatriots!" His voice changed from low to high. It completely ignited the emotions of all onlookers.
"Long live Sixth Street!" the crowd chanted in response to his roar.
"Long live nac!"
"Kill those bastard eunuchs!"
"..."
Raising his hand to signal for silence, he turned the manuscript to the next page.
"Now, on behalf of the Council, I read the resolution that Block 6 will declare war on the mutants entrenched in Site 7!"
After speaking, he looked at Chu Nan, who was sitting in the side seat. As an executive officer, Chu Nan represents the attitude of the military government.
According to the Charter of the Sixth District, the military government has a veto power on bills considered by Parliament. Of course, this was just a formality. After all, this impassioned speech itself was arranged by the military government.
Chu Nan stood up and looked at the people in the audience solemnly.
"license."
The audience burst into deafening cheers.
In this boiling public opinion. Zhao Chenwu read out the resolutions on the issuance of war bonds and the conscription bill while the iron was hot.
This performance went much smoother than expected.
... ...
It was dark outside the window, and the queue stretched from the door of the bank to the door of the Parliament Building.
This is the Parliament Building, and the bank is located next to this building.
Chu Nan and Zhao Chenwu were sitting at the tea table by the window. There was a color-printed newspaper in front of their table, and the impassioned speech was printed on the cover.
Newspapers only came into being some time ago. People are gossipy animals. In the era before the Internet, newspapers could just meet people's needs in this regard. In addition to occasionally publishing the resolutions of the Sixth Block Council, these newspapers usually also publish interesting stories of survivors, experiences in hunting alien species, job information or advertisements.
"The bank will open in five minutes." Zhao Chenwu squinted at the clock on the wall and looked out the window again.
He doesn't need to line up with those ordinary people. As a big capitalist in the Sixth District. He bought his share before the bonds were issued publicly.
"It seems that people are full of enthusiasm for the war in four months." Chu Nan said with a smile.
Eight o'clock arrived, and the service staff of the Parliament Building brought a basket of hot steamed buns and two cups of freshly ground soy milk to the two of them.
"No one is interested in war, but they won't have trouble with the shiny Yajing. Well. A hearty breakfast." Zhao Chenwu reached out and grabbed the bun and took a hard bite.
Having lived here for almost 20 years, he knows exactly what people were cheering for yesterday. Not for the liberation of compatriots, but for the mercenary orders, arms orders, and jobs that the war will bring...
"That's right." Chu Nan said with a smile. He also reached out to the steamer.
Breakfast at the Capitol is provided free of charge by the military government, and the food here is always the best in the entire Sixth District. Steamed buns stuffed with fresh meat and hot soy milk are considered delicacies in this wasteland.
"How did you come up with the idea of using mutant steel to issue war bonds?" After swallowing the food in his mouth, Zhao Chenwu couldn't help but ask as he looked out the window at the people rushing to the buying point.
"I got inspiration from the dividend system of your first expedition, and then made some small changes. For example, the hot-selling steel in the Sixth District was used as a guarantee for the dividend." Chu Nan chewed the food slowly while Said in a casual tone.
The sub-crystals brought by the last expedition ignited the factory's boilers, and this expedition will bring the raw materials needed for production.
"How much steel do the mutants have on hand?"
"According to intelligence feedback from the reconnaissance force, the C-shaped steel reserves are estimated to be more than 200,000 tons."
"Hey, are they guarding an iron mine?" Zhao Chenwu couldn't help but curse.
These are all finished C-shaped steel, not iron ore that needs to be refined.
"It's not an iron mine. According to reliable information, it's an underground resource bank. PAC's strategic reserve materials, but I don't know how those materials got into the hands of those monsters. But it doesn't matter, the steel will be ours by this fall."
Outside the window, the queue has begun to move slowly. The bank opened its doors, and people held their identity documents and squeezed toward the salesman selling bonds as if they wanted to raise their heads.
Looking away from the window, Zhao Chenwu looked at Chu Nan and asked.
"Why don't you earn this money yourself? Don't tell me that he will be short of money now."
The person Zhao Chenwu was referring to was naturally Jiang Chen.
The food trade brings in profits of nearly one million yuan every month. As the largest shareholder in the food business, Zhao Chenwu would rather believe that the bank would go bankrupt than believe that Jiang Chen would be short of Yajing.
"It's not that we're short of money, but doesn't Congressman Zhao understand that if you want to harvest wheat, you must first plant the ears of wheat?" Chu Nan said with a smile.
Zhao Chenwu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
"It's an honor for the Marshal to have such foresight."
"It's also an honor for me." Holding the soy milk cup in his hand, Chu Nan smiled and raised the cup. (.)