"I'm here in Jeseong today, and it's much livelier than Gem City. Guests at the Wanderer's Bar say that Jeseong is a colosseum made by a group of slave traders. But no, it's orderly, there are a lot of merchants, and although I am very disgusted by some things, it ...... There are still smiles on the faces of the people of Jeseong, well, no less than the smiles on the faces of the residents of Gem City. ”

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"I became part of the Confederates, I did it, I finally did it. Although my qualifications are very shallow, the people around me treat me really well, and this is what it feels like home, right......"

At this end of the letter, I don't know if the carrot stopped writing, or the "postman" was assassinated outside Vault 1001, and his body became the carrier of Tang Yan's consciousness, and he was unable to go to Jiankang City to collect new letters.

“……”

Zang Feng was silent for a long time: "You and the diced radish...... It's quite fateful. ”

Tang Yan didn't say anything, put the letter back in the drawer on the second floor, stood up and walked outside.

Wei Qianshou asked behind him, "This is leaving?" ”

The only thing that answered him was the messy smoke that had been blown away by the wind.

General Wang walked outside and said, "What are you doing if you don't leave, do you want to stay here for the New Year?" ”

Wei Qianshou said: "But this is his home." ”

General Wang said without looking back: "If you were him, would you choose to live here and continue your life as a postman, or go back to Gem City and become the deputy commander of the Pandaren Legion?" ”

Wei Qianshou thought about it, thinking that he was his words, and chose the latter 100%.

Zang Feng patted him on the shoulder as he walked by: "Don't forget to lock the door." ”

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Tang Yan put on the power armor of the Son of Keha and continued to walk forward, his speed was much faster than when he came, as if he was not willing to stay in Qingcheng Town for longer.

There is a hole in the gate on the other side, which should be the result of RPG weapons.

The ground was messy, with human blood, monster bodily fluids, and black rocket fragments.

In the corner lay the corpse of a mirelururk razor-clawed, and on the grass beside the door was a crumbling mass of beast remains.

He did not do a more detailed investigation, nor did he go to the shelter of the residents of Qingcheng Town, and walked straight to the automobile cemetery agreed with the Yanhuang Brotherhood.

The afternoon sun spread a golden yellow on the surface of the power armor, which was somewhat dazzling.

General Wang and Zang Feng went to drive, but Wei Qianshou was not worried about him, and he was less than 10 meters away.

Tang Yan and the others went all the way south, getting closer and closer to the agreed place.

Until their figures disappeared over the barrier surrounded by vehicles and iron plates, a human face flashed through the window of the tallest building in the stockade.

It was a man's face, his eyes, forehead, and the corners of his mouth were full of wrinkles, and his long hair was half white, draped over a white robe, and he looked very much like an old mage in a fantasy story.

"Sure enough, it's him." A low, old voice peeked through the shriveled lips.

In the dimly lit room, on the big red sofa lay a man, in his mid-thirties, wearing a black leather jacket, black leather pants, and two mustaches under his nose.

On the other side of the armrest of the couch was a gun, tall and large, and it looked very heavy.

The components that make up the gun body include three connected nuclear fusion cells, a wave-particle splitter, a crystal focusing mirror, and a large number of capacitors and cables.

"It seems...... It's a lot more complicated......" said the young man as he removed the camouflage penny covering his face and stared at the dense bullet holes in the ceiling.

A radraven flew through the sky, casting a black shadow on his eyes.

"Do you want to kill him here?"

The gray-haired old man grabbed the cane placed by the window and tapped on the floor: "I would like to see how much of a battle he can make on the peninsula." ”

"Oh, oh, oh, you old man has no sense of justice." The young man took out a cigarette from the coffee table next to him and stuffed it into his mouth, lit it with the lighter in his pocket: "You're not afraid that he will hook up with those people in 'Obsidian', after all...... He was a pawn of those people buried on the peninsula. ”

The old man turned to look at the young man: "If you have a dog, you don't have to worry about it betraying one day. What if you had a wolf? ”

"Gee, you're so disrespectful to say that. What a dog, wolf's ......," the man spoke, putting the Penny hat on his chest over his face, leaving only a mouth with a cigarette in his mouth.

The old man walked over and snatched the cigarette from his mouth: "One day you will kill yourself." ”

"Hmph, nosy old man." The young man's tone was full of unhappiness.

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The Automobile Cemetery is not a car cemetery in Qingcheng Town, and it was a suburban facility in Port City before the nuclear war.

Over the years, people in Qingcheng Town have been dragging some scrapped cars in order to clean up the broken down cars in the surrounding area, so that the scale of the cemetery has increased unabated.

Under normal circumstances, a place like this with no one is easy to attract small beasts such as mutant dogs and moles and living corpses to settle down. But I don't know if it was because of the beast tide, or if the people in Qingcheng Town had carried out clean-up operations, Tang Yan and the others did not encounter the siege of living corpses and fierce beasts after entering the car cemetery.

Seeing that there was still more than an hour before the evening, General Wang took out the prepared food from the back seat of the pickup truck, divided some dry food and dried meat for each person, and sat on the top of the stacked old car while waiting for the sunset.

The sun shone on the rusty and dilapidated cars, some of them had no tires, some of them had no engines, some of them were empty shells, but fortunately all the vehicles were unloaded with nuclear equipment, otherwise not many people would dare to approach here, because if they didn't do well, it would cause a nuclear explosion.

After eating the dry food, Tang Yan suddenly remembered something, and told Wei Qianshou and General Wang to be optimistic about the corpse of the mirelurk crab unloaded by the modified pickup truck, and he drove away from the car cemetery with Zang Feng.

After more than half an hour, he came back, but he was gone.

At this time, General Wang, who had already changed into a Type 5-4 armored combat uniform, pointed to the sky in the southeast and said, "Look, they are coming." ”

Tang Yan jumped on a truck next to him and followed the sound to look over.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz......

The sound of the helicopter's rotor operation is getting louder and louder, and the target is becoming clearer.

A zoomed-in image pops up on the HUD screen of the Son of Keha's Power Armor Helmet.

IT WAS A Z-8 HEAVY ASSAULT HELICOPTER TRANSPORT AIRCRAFT, WITH A 30MM VULCAN CANNON MOUNTED UNDER THE NOSE AND A PAIR OF ROCKET LAUNCHERS ON EACH SIDE OF THE FUSELAGE.

A pair of crossed crescents are drawn on the belly of the helicopter, and on the outside is a dragon-shaped ring------ the emblem of the Yanhuang Brotherhood.

The sunset casts a red glow over the helicopter's clean livery, and the rotors continue to cut through the sunset on the horizon, and the writhing light and shadow look beautiful.

At the appointed time, at the appointed place, the people of the Yanhuang Brotherhood arrived on time.

Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz......

The helicopter landed slowly, and the rotors blew up a cloud of diffuse dust on the ground.

As the rotor speed dropped, the tail hatch of the Z-8 helicopter opened, and a man wearing silver-white P-62 power armor and a helmet stepped out of it.

The man was followed by two soldiers armed with Gatling machine guns, also wearing P-62 power armor.

Tang Yan had dealt with the most powerful mercenary group in the peninsula region------ Yunmeng mercenary group, and the last time he entered the Hulu Valley, among the 20 sets of power armor, only Su Xingda was wearing a set of P-51 power armor. According to Juniper, the Yunmeng Mercenary Regiment has three sets of P-62 power armor, which are owned by Deng Ai and two deputy commanders.

Looking at the Yanhuang Brotherhood again, even the soldiers who performed escort missions were wearing the most advanced P-62 power armor in Huaxia before the war, which shows how big the gap between the strength of the Yunmeng Mercenary Group and the Yanhuang Brotherhood is.

"You are Tang Yan, the deputy head of the Panda Man Legion?"

An unkind greeting was mixed in with the slow spinning of the rotors.

Tang Yan turned his attention to the man wearing the silver-white P-62 power armor.

It could be seen that the man was the foreman of the mission, he was around 30 years old, and he was mediocre, but his hairstyle was interesting, and his shoulder-length hair was braided into many tiny braids and hung behind his ears.

The man walked up to him with two guards, first carefully examined the power armor of the Son of Keha, and then shifted his gaze to the Type 5-4 armored combat suit worn by General Wang, his gaze was slightly condensed, as if he remembered something.

Since the Yanhuang Brotherhood wants to make a deal with the Pandaren Legion, even if they look down on a mercenary organization with only a hundred people, they will try their best to gather relevant information.

The story of the Black Iron Demon can be described as "popular" in the peninsula, and there is no reason why they have not heard of it.

"Yes, I'm the deputy head of the Panda Man Legion, Tang Yan."

"It's really young." The man turned his head back, looked at Tang Yan's face and said, "I'm Zhao Guangren, the person sent by the Yanhuang Brotherhood to be in charge of this transaction. ”

He didn't stretch out his hand, and Tang Yan didn't stretch out his hand, the two just reported to their homes, and then looked at each other quietly.

Tang Yan didn't stretch out his hand because the other party didn't stretch out his hand.

Zhao Guangren didn't reach out because he didn't want to.

So the scene was a little embarrassing, at least Wei Qianshou and General Wang had this feeling.

From Zhao Guangren's standpoint, even if the people of the Jeseong Committee are here, they must properly keep a smile and humility when they see them, because the rules of the wasteland world are who has a hard fist and whose status is respected.

If a person like the Panda People Legion is willing to lower his profile, he doesn't mind giving the other party a face, in order to show whether the Yanhuang brothers will be bullying and self-contained.

However, Tang Yan really didn't give him face......

Although the principle of the transaction is fair and just, the status of the two parties is not equal, does that kid really think that he can be on an equal footing with him with what the Yanhuang Brotherhood wants?

Could it be that the kid on the other side really thought that with a few sets of advanced-looking power armor, he would be able to get along with the Yanhuang Brotherhood on an equal footing?

It's ridiculous!

"Ahem......" Wei Qianshou was afraid that the two of them would look around and do it like a cockfight, so he hurriedly coughed twice to ease the atmosphere of the venue, pointed to the preservation box placed in the open area next to him and said, "Do you want to check it?" ”

Zhao Guangren looked away from Tang Yan and shook his head at the person beside him.

On the left, a Brotherhood soldier wearing a P-62 power armor walked over, put down the Gatling Turntable machine gun he was carrying, and pulled the buckle with his hand and lifted it upwards.

A mirelurk king corpse appears in everyone's eyes.

The soldiers of the Yanhuang Brotherhood carefully examined the situation of the corpse of the mireurur crab king, and nodded at Zhao Guangren.

After understanding the situation, Zhao Guangren raised his right index finger and waved it back.

Another Yanhuang Brotherhood soldier put down his weapon and walked to the back, went to the back of the Z-8 helicopter and took out a suitcase, walked back to Zhao Guangren, and opened it towards Tang Yan.

Densely packed banknotes, stacked on top of each other, are all Western Union fiat currency.

General Wang's eyes widened...... This is manifested not only in the eyes inside the Type 5-4 armored combat suit, but also in the eyes on the outside of the helmet, which burst out with an extremely bright red light.

"That's a lot of money...... followed by the sound of swallowing saliva.

Not to mention General Wang, even Wei Qianshou had never seen so much money in the suitcase at one time, and the hand holding the C-14 Piercing Hand II electromagnetic rifle trembled slightly.

"It's 2.33 million in it, count them." Zhao Guangren looked at Tang Yan and said, his tone was very stiff, like ice ballast that fell to the ground and shattered.

Tang Yan didn't ask anyone to count, just nodded at Wei Qianshou and motioned for him to put away the suitcase.

"I believe that the Yanhuang brothers will not smash their own signboard for more than 2 million Western Alliance fiat currency."

Zhao Guangren said: "I love to hear this. ”

When Wei Qianshou went to carry the suitcase, he shouted again, "Slow".

Tang Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and Wei Qianshou also looked at Zhao Guangren with puzzled eyes, wondering what was going on with this person, could it be that he wanted to regret it?

"Well, Elder Nancy instructed me to bring you a gift by the way."

Tang Yan was stunned, Zhao Guangren said that Elder Nancy asked him to bring a gift to himself? He didn't know any of Nancy's elders at all...... and he didn't have Nancy in his memory.

Zhao Guangren didn't explain in detail, just raised his hand and patted it.

At the same time, the hatch of the Z-8 helicopter near the nose opened, and a person got out of it and jumped on the ground next to it.

The sun has sunk into the western mountains by a third, and ambiguous light fills the heavens and the earth.

The wind blew, blowing up a bunch of green silk and dancing in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Tang Yan looked at that face and narrowed his eyes.

The gift that Zhao Guangren brought to him was a big living person, or a person he knew.

If it weren't for that iconic outfit, he might not have been able to remember who he was so quickly.

The blue tights and the "1001" on the shoulders are very eye-catching.

Vault 1001's dispensing clothing is still for women.

Yes, it was Tang Yan who came to this world and opened his eyes to see the first person ------ daughter of the Overseer of Vault 1001, Han Xin.

When they escaped from Vault 1001, they met the Black Saints in Gaojiazhuang, and he arranged for Han Xin to hide in the cargo compartment of a truck and go over to investigate the situation by himself.

Later, he eliminated the Black Saints and went back to look for Han Xin, but found that the girl was missing.

He searched for a long time to no avail, so he could only give up and continue his journey.

Just like he didn't expect that his other identity was the "postman" of Qingcheng Town, he didn't expect that the gift in Zhao Guangren's mouth would be her.

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