I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1361: The rising star

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The last days, the west coast of North America.

The ragged workers pushed the carts, walked through the steel-lined construction site under the supervision of the supervisor, and sent the concrete and concrete bricks to the construction workers. The huge engineering truck ploughs back and forth between the concrete walls, and a giant fortress has taken shape.

According to the NAC military government ’s plan for this place, this fortress will be used as the first phase of the colony, and the second and third phases of the project will use this fortress as the center to expand out of residential areas, commercial areas, and industries. Functional areas such as districts, logistics transmission and distribution centers, ports and even entertainment facilities.

As the governor of this colony, Zhou Guoping can be said to be proud of himself.

Thinking back to the conversation with Jiang Chen in Shangjing City, he is now very thankful for his decision. Instead of returning to the prosperous Wanghai City for retirement, he came to this undeveloped virgin land. Rather than spend the rest of his life trembling in the shadow of Chunan, always worrying about possible revenge, how can it be as happy as the emperor of the remote North American continent?

The money allocated by the logistics department and all credit points on the body were turned into tools and raw materials for construction. Zhou Guoping took the appointment letter signed by the marshal himself and took the transport ship produced by the NAC shipyard. The safe waterway of the Bering Strait arrived on the west coast of the North American continent with reinforcements.

As soon as he arrived here, he skillfully promoted NAC ’s colonial policy, giving full play to the advantages of localized management, uniting some survivors with his interests, and then driving this part of the vested interests to help them enslave another part. survivor.

At present, there are already 20,000 laborers working on the construction site, contributing to NAC's North American colony. The price they paid was just a hundred boxes of canned food, two trucks of instant noodles, and a tens of thousands of fruit-flavored high-calorie nutrition mixture.

It wo n’t take long for this place to become a place for survivors throughout North America to yearn for, and as the governor of this colony, he will also be a person above 10,000 people. And all this is what he used to be, and he dare not even think about it ...

On the outside of the site, a pair of poorly equipped mercenaries are patrolling.

Half a month ago, their name was Blood Axe Mercenary Corps. Although their name is still called Blood Axe, they have been hired by NAC as long-term partners. Their usual task is basically to patrol and occasionally replace NAC. The people who settled some troubles that were not troublesome to them.

As the leader of the mercenary regiment, Blood Axe is very satisfied with his current life.

Not only because of the remuneration provided by NAC, but also because he and his brethren walked out of the precarious days and lived a life without worrying about food and clothing.

With a brand new rifle, the blood axe patrols the edge of this concrete fort as usual, taking the telescope from time to time and looking into the distance.

Not far away, dust curled up.

After confirming that a team of vehicles was approaching, Blood Axe took out the intercom in accordance with the convention and notified the colony, and then greeted them with the younger brothers.

"Stop! The front is NAC territory, please explain your intentions!"

The convoy stopped, and the mercenaries standing on the truck jumped one after another.

Blood axe made a gesture to the younger brothers behind him, opened the insurance of the rifle in his hand, and carefully warned the mercenaries with unintended intentions in front of him.

"We are the black skulls of Nevada," the black strong man headed to the blood axe for ten meters, gestured to the mercenaries behind him, signaled them to put away their weapons, and expressed to the blood axe and others These people are not malicious. After doing these actions, he then looked at the blood axe and grinned, "We are not malicious, just come to discuss business with you."

Black skull.

This terrifying name in Nevada.

With an all-terrain assault vehicle modified by heavy firepower, like a dust storm, it is like a wind in the endless sand sea. Because of its sturdy combat style, it has become a permanent caravan between California and Nevada Nightmare.

In addition to plundering caravans, attacking herds of double-headed cattle, and occasionally fighting with mutant tribes, they occasionally engage in slave trade. Especially in the past few months, the profit of slave trade has been increasing, and they even have a tendency to change their careers. They have regarded slave trade as the main business upside down, and they have rarely touched the hard-won caravans.

When it comes to the growing slave trade, it is also inseparable from these outsiders on the West Coast.

NAC is booming in civil engineering and requires a lot of labor. In particular, their refusal to come has made California's originally sluggish slave market suddenly in short supply.

There are hundreds of public or private shelters in the desert of Nevada.

The residents of these shelters were originally the cheapest slaves in the wasteland of North America, because they not only had poor survivability, but also did little heavy work. Few survivors were willing to pay for them. However, after the arrival of this group of outsiders, this situation has changed dramatically.

The powerful yellow race force seems to have a soft spot for this kind of survivor who emerged from the refuge. Especially for those engineers or scientific research workers who hold advanced skills certificates in a certain field, the highest price offered by NAC even reaches a box of canned fresh meat.

That's canned meat!

In any survivor's power, a box of canned fresh meat labeled with NAC anti-counterfeiting labels can be replaced with rifle bullets of equal weight. And it is still a good quality bullet, far from the high-end goods that are inferior bullets circulating in the black market!

Even the capital survivors of the east coast have heard the name NAC. It is conceivable how shocking the impact of NAC on survivors in North America is.

"Five hundred slaves are in the refuge," the black strong man pointed to the yellow-skinned slaves on the truck. He grinned at the NAC officer, rubbing his hands and eager to rub his hands. "Let me see your goods."

"After we estimate, you will naturally see what belongs to you." The officer wearing a mechanical exoskeleton made a gesture to the soldier behind him, two medical staff were in the fourth Under the **** of the soldier, he walked to the side of the truck.

The mercenaries standing around the trucks all gave way, making way for the people of NAC.

According to the usual practice, before the transaction, the medical staff of NAC will conduct a comprehensive assessment of the quality of the slaves. From health status to various attributes of the body, as well as simple inquiry and assessment of professional knowledge and skills.

After some anxious waiting, the black man finally saw his own shipment-twenty boxes of canned meat, ten tons of rice, and a box of good cigarettes. Pulling these things a hundred kilometers away, the Liberty City controlled by a person for one minute can easily sell 400,000 bottle caps. If you go further to Texas, you can even sell the sky-high price of 600,000 bottle caps.

Happy to order people to load the goods onto the truck, a group of people climbed back onto the truck, and turned around and left.

From the beginning to the end, the blood axe looked sideways without expression, but in his heart was a storm.

As a Californian, although his range of activities does not include the desert in the east, any survivor walking in California will not be unfamiliar with the reputation of the black skull.

Whether it is the California National Guard or the militia organization "One Minute Man", these gangsters wearing skull headbands have never put their eyes on them. However, in front of NAC, they are like a businessman Similarly, start a serious business.

It's like the sun is coming west!

Maybe these outsiders can bring chaos to California and bring real order to it?

With this idea that even he thought was unrealistic, Blood Axe greeted the NAC officer and took his little brothers to the other side of the colony ...