The New Year's Day celebration is quite lively. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Eden 2 is nearing completion, and the crops produced by the two Eden CNC planting towers, combined with nutrient mixtures, are enough to meet the food needs of hundreds of thousands of people. The increasing abundance of daily necessities and the increasing happiness index of survivors can be directly reflected in the scale of the festival celebrations.

On the stage, a female singer who had just woken up from the dormant warehouse sang a hymn of love and hope with a crisp voice, which kicked off the New Year's Day party.

If it had been three years ago, a stunner like her would have been a best-selling commodity in the slave market, a plaything in the crotch of the warlord mercenary leader. Now, however, the NAC has abolished the inefficient system of slavery and established a "Blue Skin" law that is strictly enforced.

Although many wastelanders looked down on these old antiques who couldn't figure out the situation, these people from civilized society were a valuable asset in Jiang Chen's eyes. If the fire of civilization cannot be restored, even if the Holy Shield system is repaired and the high-rise buildings of the entire Wanghai City are rebuilt, it will only be prosperous on the surface.

In a round of applause, the stage came to an end.

Behind the stage, Lin Xiran, who was wearing a long dress, walked behind the scenes, and when she saw Jiang Chen dressed in a suit and leather shoes, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she walked over to him.

"Very wonderful song, Miss Lin. Noticing Lin Xiran who was coming, Jiang Chen put the speech aside and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Marshal, for your compliment. Ying Ying, a singer known as Miss Lin, smiled, stretched out her hand and shook it with Jiang Chen, her fingers inadvertently swept over his wrist, "After the celebration, can I invite you to have a drink?"

Looking at the glint in her eyes, Jiang Chen was very keenly aware of the implication from the bright red lips.

Shaking his head slightly, he politely declined the beauty's invitation.

"I'll talk about it later. ”

He was so tired now that he didn't have that kind of idea at all.

Not to mention......

Now he doesn't seem to be as explicit about his desire for that aspect as it used to be.

Lin Xiran's eyes flickered with a hint of disappointment, but of course it was impossible for her identity to say anything about it. With a bright smile on her face, after chatting with Jiang Chen for a few words, she walked towards the preparation room.

After a while, Wang Qing and Sun Xiaorou pushed open the door and walked in, and the two looked up and down at Jiang Chen, who was ready, and nodded in unison.

Wang Qing said succinctly: "It's perfect. ”

Sun Xiaorou pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "You've become handsome." ”

......Jiang Chen, who didn't know how to answer, scratched his cheeks, and finally cleared his throat and stuffed the speech on the table into his sleeve, "So, it's my turn?"

"Come on. Sun Xiaorou smiled and jumped to Jiang Chen's outstretched hand, reached out and patted him on the back, "Don't mess it up at the beginning." ”

"Am I that unreliable?" Jiang Chen glared at her fiercely, ignoring her pretending to be innocent, took a deep breath, suppressed the hot blood churning in his chest, and walked towards the preparation room.

……

Beer, barbecue, and good shows. On the occasion of the New Year's Day celebrations, the non-military facilities at Fishbone Base are open to the public, and the plaza is filled with not only soldiers returning from the front lines, but also small vendors, survivors, and solo travelers with NAC citizenship from the Sixth Block.

Everyone can enjoy the celebration equally, without having to pay for the food. In addition to the party, just be careful not to get kicked out because of waste.

After three cabaret performances, the celebration ushered in the highlight of the day.

The soft lighting gradually hardened, and the joyful atmosphere in the square continued to decline, but the noise gradually stopped. Even people who didn't care much about the performance turned their eyes to the stage and the big screen, looking at the leader who led NAC to prosperity - Jiang Chen.

"It's a pleasure to stand here and celebrate New Year's Day with all of you. ”

"I'm Jiang Chen. ”

"In this devastated land, we have spent another new year. ”

The modulated voice was full of tension, and it spread through the speakers to every corner of the base. The people looked at him feverishly, at the invincible marshal, and paid him the highest respect. If there were gods in the world, it would be nothing more than that.

For the survivors of the wasteland, whoever can provide food is a worthy ruler. Whoever can banish xenomorphs and zombies is a worthy warrior. And who can bring order to the wasteland, and take care of the first two, even if he is not a god, what difference is there from a god?

Standing in the crowd, Hu Cheng, who had become a knight, looked up at Jiang Chen on the stage. His Adam's apple swelled up and down, and it was hard to express the pride that filled his chest. At this moment, the one who held his arm and stood with him to share the celebration was the goddess in his heart!

He vaguely remembered how shy and charming she looked when he confessed to her this morning with the ring in his hand.

After pouring a sip of cold beer, the corners of Hu Cheng's mouth opened a smile, and he said with a wine burp.

"Yesterday, it was in that position that the marshal personally put on this medal for me. ”

His girlfriend pouted, gave him an angry look, reached out and gently pinched his waist.

"How do I feel, you're more excited about that than when I promised to be your girlfriend. ”

"Hey, hey. ”

Hu Cheng touched the back of his head and smirked, and hurriedly hugged his future wife and coaxed her to be happy.

Affirmation of the work of all citizens of NAC, commendation of the front-line soldiers, and blessings to the soldiers of the 3rd Division who were unable to participate in the celebration in Wushi...... Soon, the marshal's ceremonial speech on the stage had come to an end.

In the last speech, the audience applauded thunderously, maintaining the due prestige of the marshal, Jiang Chen nodded slightly, turned around and walked off the stage.

Walking into the preparation room, Sun Jiao was standing there with a smile.

"How's it going?"

"Pretty good...... In other words, over-the-top. Jiang Chen bent the corners of his mouth, reached out to untie his tie, threw the thickened suit aside, took the cold-proof suit from the hanger and put it on, "It's finally over." ”

Hearing Jiang Chen's words, Sun Jiao's expression was slightly lonely.

"Are you ready to go back?"

The hand that was pinching the button stopped, and after thinking for a moment, Jiang Chen nodded and said.

"Well, tomorrow is the battle meeting for the United Nations Command, and I'll have to go back there the day after tomorrow. ”

Originally, in mid-December, the day the space elevator was completed, he was supposed to go back. However, no one expected that the battle situation in Wushi would be so anxious, if it were not for the breakthrough of magnetic confinement technology and the installation of the PR-1 plasma cannon, this war is likely to continue.

Sun Jiao didn't say anything, and stepped forward to kiss him.

"I'll wait for you to come back. ”

Jiang Chen squeezed her hand and answered softly.

"Hmm...... Thank you. (To be continued.) )