Rumble......

Rumble......

Rumble!

The sound of the explosion came from far and near, and the debris flying outward crackled against the steel plates on the outside of the building, shattering some of the thin and brittle glass products, and the fragments fell to the ground.

Outside the workshop, a cloud of fire rose, and fear spread like a plague inside the workshop.

The people who work here are the low-level residents of Gem City, not combatants, and they were terrified when explosions and gunshots were heard at the front door, wondering if it was the people from Kite City who were attacking the cannery.

They didn't know how far the fighting had got, and all they could do was listen to the managers, gather in the production hall and wait for the war to end, and not run around to avoid danger.

Now there was an explosion outside, and it sounded like it was not far away, and the swelling fire could be clearly seen through the window.

The shaking from the ground is like straw that breaks the camel's back.

Someone shouted.

"Run, the enemy is in."

"The Black Hand Mercenary Regiment is over!"

People are blind and irrational in fear and panic.

Female workers are more restrained and cowardly than male workers, and canneries like to recruit female workers, but they have poor tolerance for fear.

Yes!

With the first scream, there is a second.

Yes......

When the screams are continuous, even those who can maintain some composure lie about it.

The workers ran towards the iron gate leading to the evacuation tunnel, and many of them only hated their father and mother for missing two legs, and rushed forward desperately.

The managers standing on the second floor of the office area at the back of the production workshop also panicked, talking about the fear of death, as a master, they are better than the coolies in front.

The oldest and widest middle-aged man wiped his sweat with a white hand towel while issuing evacuation orders, telling internal security personnel to open emergency escape routes and escort factory managers to evacuate.

In this case, what financial statements, what canned recipes, what purchase orders...... None of them are as important as their own lives.

According to the emergency evacuation plan, some internal security personnel left the production workshop to defend against enemy attacks, and some internal security personnel were responsible for guarding the safe evacuation of management personnel.

It was in such a chaotic situation that no one noticed that the person who had just shouted and caused the production workshop to jump left the evacuation team and infiltrated the office area where the management was located under the cover of equipment.

The culprit of all this is naturally none other than Tang Yan, the new deputy commander of the Panda Man Legion.

Zang Feng and Dog Meat were stirring up trouble outside, and he was making trouble inside, in order to fish in troubled waters to find the financial statements of Maxim's Cannery Factory for the recent period.

Whether it is the people of the black hand mercenary group or the internal security personnel of Maxim's Cannery, of course, they do not have the leisure to go to the office area to check whether there are any workers running around in the office when the external troubles are not settled and there are internal worries.

Tang Yan easily came to the office of the finance department.

The iron door was shut, and the outside was locked.

He took out Ren's lost sword and slashed down, successfully breaking the lock, pushing the door open and entering the room.

Four desks are arranged on the left and right, and the cannery's accounting documents are neatly arranged on them.

In the innermost part of the room is a separate desk with a terminal and a row of filing cabinets against the wall on each side, with cardstock pasted on them.

He walked over to look at the characters written on the cardstock, walked to the innermost desk, opened the drawer and rummaged through, and took out a folder, judging by the date at the top, it should be the last month's export records and financial statements.

He casually lifted it and glanced at it, making sure that it was what he was looking for, and he folded it neatly into his pocket.

When I was about to leave my desk, I suddenly saw the terminal open, and the cursor kept flashing on the black screen, with white characters on it.

It turned out that the user of the terminal was chatting with other people through the intranet.

Judging by the arrangement of the desks, the computer user should be a person in charge of the finance and accounting department.

"Baby, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that my ability is limited, and it's difficult to meddle in the deployment of personnel there. God knows how the chairman came up with the idea of building a new canning production line above the underground cold storage, and spent a huge amount of money to buy several Mr. Skillful robots, ready to use them to replace manual work to improve the quality level of new products. ”

"Mr. Skillful?"

"Oh, and there's the female version of Mr. Skilly's robot, Miss Helper Robot."

"How could the chairman buy something so expensive to produce cans? As the crystallization of pre-war artificial intelligence technology, the number of them is not only scarce, but also very expensive. ”

"It is said that it is to improve the quality level of new products, so that we can win the reputation as soon as possible and open up the western market."

"I don't care if the chairman chooses human employees or uses robotic labor, in short, you have to ask them to transfer me to the new shop floor as a supervisor."

"This ......"

"Humph! How did you promise me in bed last month? If you can't do that, don't touch me in the future. ”

"Don't worry, how could I have forgotten what I promised you. You must know that the new production line has only been in operation for less than a month, and the various procedures are still in the optimization stage, including the management system. Now the chairman is looking closely, it doesn't mean that he will pay so much attention to it in the future, take your time, and you can always find opportunities. ”

"If you tell me to wait, then your brother will wait too."

"Otherwise, how about I find a way to apply for a little subsidy for you? When the time comes, I will send you there as soon as possible to be the head of the department. ”

"Hmph, I'm ...... What's the sound outside? ”

"It seems to be...... Gunshot? ”

"Qizhi, I'm so scared, is it that the people from Kite City have killed me, you have to protect me."

"Ah Yun, don't panic first, there are people from the Black Hand Mercenary Group outside, there shouldn't be any big problems, if you don't worry, you can come to my side."

"Ah, something exploded, those people...... Those people are coming in, and I don't want to die here. ”

"I'll protect ......"

The cursor stops here, and the conversation is interrupted.

Speaking of which, the tech tree in this world is simply crooked compared to the tech tree in the StarCraft world, and I can't bear to look at it directly.

Transistor technology was only developed more than ten years before the nuclear war, so most of the surviving computers are huge, with very small memory capacity and extremely primitive operation methods, but they are very advanced in the development and research of artificial intelligence technology, even if the level of artificial intelligence technology is lower than that of human beings in the StarCraft world, the degree is not large.

He was not very interested in the conversation between the senior officials of the accounting room and his mistress, and pressed the return button casually to see if the corresponding permission block of the host memory connected to the terminal stored more records of incoming and outgoing goods.

When the cursor returned to the upper menu, he saw an email signed by Huang Lei.

Huang Lei? The chairman of Maxim's Cannery?

His message to the head of the accounting office must have been important.