Ishimatsuso.

"Coke, coa, cola processing plant?!"

Zhao Li's eyes widened, he pointed ahead, his mouth was wide open, and he finally couldn't help but exclaim.

He just wants to drink some fat house happy water to get free attribute points, and the requirements are not very high, it is best to have ten bottles or eight bottles, and take a step back and say, it is okay to have a five or six bottles, as long as he can fill up the new five talent skills.

Considering that these volunteers are all poor people who have eaten the last meal and have to mobilize all the old and young to go out to pick up garbage and grow mutated corn for a living, Zhao Li emphasized that he needs to drink "a lot of fat house happy water" when he made his request.

According to Zhao Li's assumption, these guys will be satisfied as long as they can take him to find a "drink vending machine", and if they can take him to find a small supermarket or something that has not been patronized, it will be perfect.

But right now... These poor people actually found him a cola processing factory?!

What the hell is this... Special··· Zhao Li felt that he was about to be stoned to death by a piece of cake falling from the sky, and he was simply taking a Didi Express, but it turned out that he was picked up by a Gulfstream G550 private plane!

"Isn't it enough? But there's only a processing plant of this size on the Bosti side, and the bigger processing plant is..."

Old Black Captain Preston babbled.

"No, no, no, that's enough!"

Zhao Li hurriedly shook his head, this is special, the fat house happy water of a processing factory, even if it has been looted many times, just leaking a little bit is enough for him to die!

Thinking of the endless fat house happy water in the warehouse of the cola processing factory, Zhao Li felt that his saliva was about to drip down, so he quickly wiped the corners of his mouth and asked, "However, where did you get this thing?"

In front of Zhao Li's eyes, there was a large box of thick drawings.

The two blueprints spread out at the top, one is the "Boshidi Northern Industrial Zone Planning Map", and the other is the "Boshidi Nuclear Coke Processing Plant Construction Map".

The location of the nuclear cola processing plant in the industrial zone and the internal structure of the processing plant are pointed out in detail - whether it is the warehouse, assembly line, raw material room, power distribution room, etc., all of which are displayed in detail in front of Zhao Li's eyes.

"Because we're volunteers, it's ours!"

Preston, the old black captain, nodded at the yellowed drawings in front of him, and said proudly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have time to introduce our organization to you in detail in the ruins, but now, I would like to formally introduce you to the history of our "Volunteers". ”

Hall, a middle-aged garbage picker, also looked solemn at this time, and said to Zhao Li seriously: "The history of our "Volunteer Army" can be traced back to the winter of 1636..."

"1636?"

Zhao Li's eyes glared at the boss again, I'm afraid that the two of the old ones who picked up the rags were not picked up by a nervous disorder, right?

It's been 200 years since the nuclear war to annihilate the world, and it has nothing to do with 1636...

"Yes, on December 13, 1636, our history is even older than the 'Great Ameriken Empire', which ruled the continent during the Golden Age..."

Hall said to Zhao Li seriously, and slowly told the history of the Volunteers, his face was full of pride.

Zhao Li listened, and finally showed a look of understanding on his face.

According to Hall, it turned out that the predecessor of this group of impoverished "volunteers" turned out to be quite large.

On December 13, 1636, before the official establishment of the "Great American Empire" - at that time, the North Meizhou continent under Zhao Li's feet was still a colony of the "Hard-Grid Empire".

On that day, in order to defend the colony, a "militia force" was formed in this place of Bosti, which is the earliest predecessor of the "Volunteer Army".

Later, with the establishment of the "Great American Empire", this militia to defend the colony was also transformed and renamed the "National Guard".

The "National Guard" of the Great Ameriken Empire was a magical existence, and even in the golden age of the existence of the unified government, the Ministry of Defense of the Empire only had the right to direct the "National Guard", but not the right to command.

The "National Guard" is only under the command of the local state government, and its main tasks in peacetime are to safeguard the security interests of the state and the local government, maintain social stability, and participate in emergency rescue and disaster relief -- well, in Zhao Li's view, it is somewhat similar to the functions of the armed police.

Until the outbreak of the "nuclear war of annihilation".

As a National Guard, there are naturally many shelters, and a considerable number of National Guard soldiers have escaped the threat of nuclear bombs and survived - this is the prototype of the "volunteers" in the wasteland era.

Later, after more than 200 years of ups and downs, the capital of the Great Ameriken has disappeared, and the former National Guard has become the current "Volunteers".

Zhao Li also suddenly realized, in this way, let alone take out the urban planning drawings and architectural drawings of the Boshidi area, even if it is to discharge a whole column of miniature nuclear bombs in front of his eyes, or even take himself to see a cave power armor parked somewhere in the back mountain...

After all, it inherited the wealth of the "National Guard", a state's military, disaster relief materials...

"Wait, how did you get to this point?"

Zhao Li couldn't help but ask out loud.

According to the relationship between history and predecessors, the "Volunteers" are completely natural rich second generations, and they started directly with six gods, how did they get mixed with the situation of three or two big cats and kittens in front of them, and they only dared to nest in the ravine to pick up garbage?

It's just a good hand full of cards.

"That's a long story, hey..."

At this time, the old black captain Preston let out a long sigh, and even a trace of tears flashed in his eyes, obviously, this old man must have experienced the whole process of playing good cards.

"Actually, the decline of our "Volunteers" is a matter of the last few years, ten years ago, before the founding of Diamond City, before those bastards joined, we were the most beloved organization among the wastelanders, I still remember when I first joined the Volunteers, it was the proudest day of my life, my..."

Hall on the side was also full of embarrassment.

"Diamond City?"

Zhao Liyi immediately thought that these volunteers were also frequent visitors on the wanted list of Diamond City, and it seemed that there should be no relationship between the decline of these "volunteers" and the reincarnation.

"Hall, can you tell me how the Volunteers came to be, and who are those bastards you are talking about?"

Zhao Li asked.

"You want to know? Of course, no problem... It all started 10 years ago..."