Chapter 1100: North America in the Wasteland
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Holding Yao Yao's hand, strolling through the streets of the sixth district, looking at the bustling bazaar, a sense of pride and accomplishment couldn't help but arise from the bottom of Jiang Chen's heart.
The supplies are gradually abundant, people's faces are no longer vegetable, and the clothes on their bodies are no longer strange clothes made of xenoskins and rags. Bankrupt people no longer have to sell themselves into slavery, and the NAC's subsistence allowance will not make people live comfortably, but they will definitely not starve to death.
Neat concrete houses have risen from the ruins, replacing the shacks once made of iron sheets and wooden frames, and the landscape that could only be seen in the inner ring has now spread to the outer circle, benefiting every survivor.
Order in the market no longer needed to be maintained by hanging human heads and sprinkling formalin's corpses, and for the first time the word law regained its meaning on the soil. If anyone dares to disrupt the order, the NAC's wolf-like garrisons will be the first to make them realize how stupid their actions are.
Almost every month, Jiang Chen would take the personal guards to inspect the jurisdiction of the NAC, sometimes in the sixth district, sometimes in Jiashi, Hangzhou or Hongcheng, except for Yizhou Island, which was too far away to go, he had inspected the settlements of more than 10,000 people.
The Sixth Block, on the other hand, is undoubtedly the most developed of all the settlements.
On the one hand, this kind of patrol is to observe the people's feelings, but mainly to strengthen his own rule, and at the same time to brush up the presence of the survivors, lest they not show up and those people will not even forget what they look like.
The guards in exoskeletons lined up on the left and right, and the power armor walked on the side, leaving enough space while protecting Jiang Chen and Yao Yao in the middle.
Wherever he went, the soldiers, merchants, and civilians always looked at him in awe and worship. Some even stopped and took off their hats to him.
As the marshal of the NAC, he is not only the ruler of the area, but also the spiritual leader of all the survivors.
In addition to the people who admired him, I don't know how many young girls with spring looked at him with red fruit eyes. Because of the generally excellent genotype, in addition to those women who are too "skinny", there are some stunners with national beauty and fragrance.
As for the little girl he was holding, they had selectively ignored her. Polygamy in the wasteland is not uncommon, and having more spouses is both the privilege and the duty of the powerful.
Even the "civilized people" who have not been waking up long before the war, after accepting the reality that civilization is dead, will remain silent about the concept of mate selection under the law of the jungle, and even take the initiative to cater to it. In order to live a life without nutritional mixtures for three meals a day, most of them who have gone through the "struggle period" will choose to approach those powerful men, and ignore how many spouses he already has.
The gaze of those women made Yao Yao very uncomfortable, and the instinctive sense of crisis made Xiao Luo Li a little flustered, and she subconsciously leaned on Jiang Chen's arm.
Before coming out, Sister Sun Jiao told her in every possible way that she must be optimistic about Brother Jiang Chen, otherwise there will be more and more sisters in the family. She knew exactly what the women's gaze meant, but she couldn't do anything about it.
Thinking of his poor figure, Yao Yao pursed his lips in frustration.
If the boobs are a little bigger......
Thinking of this, Yao Yao sighed.
Although Jiang Chen's brother would occasionally kiss her, and he couldn't help but do some strange things, all his actions stopped in front of the last door. She was no longer a child, and even though cryonics hindered her development and mental nature, she was already twenty years old.
However, Brother Jiang Chen always treats her as a child, and she can do what Sun Jiao and Sister Xiaorou can do.
If you don't try it, how do you know if it's good or not?
"Don't you like summer?" Looking at Xiao Luo Li's slightly pursed mouth, misunderstanding her thoughts, Jiang Chen reached out and rubbed her fluffy hair, "It's rare to have such a good weather." ”
"I like it, I like it, but if the summer is over, Brother Jiang Chen rarely comes back......" Hiding his body behind Jiang Chen's arm, his little hand gently grabbed his sleeve, Yao Yao said glutinously.
"Why, Yao Yao's hot pot is so delicious, I'm looking forward to winter. Holding Yao Yao's little hand again and squeezing it gently, Jiang Chen said with a smile.
But speaking of which, it would be nice if the Aegis system could be repaired before this year.
The end of the world has entered the Xiaoice period, and the weather will only get colder and colder in the next few years. Wanghai City is located in the south, which is not bad. Jiang Chen heard that at the beginning of the year, in the area north of Shangjing, there were often entire settlements that were frozen into dead cities, and people who couldn't survive degenerated into cannibals.
I don't know how the old hairy people further north will survive, this is not a problem that can be solved by one or two bottles of vodka.
Even then, it will not be immune to this global catastrophe.
Holding Yao Yao's little hand, Jiang Chen took the personal guards around the outer circle of several still prosperous places, which was the end of this month's routine inspection.
After sending Yao Yao to the returning helicopter, Jiang Chen did not go back together, but went to the inner circle with the personal guards, went straight to the parliament building, and found Chu Nan, who had just finished the regular meeting.
Just half a month ago, when Jiang Chen came back last time, he hired a warship from the Beluga Whale Expedition Station to transport a reconnaissance force of fifty people across the Pacific Ocean to the North American continent.
In fact, he was quite curious a long time ago, Asia has basically been beaten to ruins, so what will the North American continent look like?
Although neither the CCCP nor the PAC have landed in North America on a large scale, the nuclear bombs in the inventory have not been less than greeting North America.
Also made Jiang Chen curious was Africa, it is said that the whole world has been hit by nuclear bombs, but the black uncles did not suffer directly because they were too poor, but just took a few puffs of second-hand smoke from the transit monsoon, and finally their own people fought in a dark light.
However, he can't take care of the distance in Africa for the time being, and the Indian Ocean is said to be entrenched in giant sea beasts hundreds of meters long, which will not be so easy to cross before figuring out the route. There are quite a few epic xenomorphs in the Pacific Ocean, but the risk is much lower if you bypass the Bering Strait.
After seeing Chu Nan, Jiang Chen didn't say much to greet, and asked straight to the point.
"Is there any news from North America?"
"At your request, our men have established outposts on the West Coast. ”
Although he didn't quite understand why the marshal was interested in the North American continent, Chu Nan still sent a reconnaissance force to follow his request, set up an improvised outpost on the ruins of the west coast, and set up a radio communication base station to communicate with the Sixth Block.
Hearing Chu Nan's report, Jiang Chen nodded with a satisfied smile.
"Oh, tell me what's going on there?" (To be continued.) )