On the wasteland, the squad leader Li Xin stood in the silent wasteland with a gun, exhaling a breath of white air, with a hint of calm and peace in his eyes.

As the cold winter approaches, the temperature continues to drop every day, and it won't be long before this little-traveled land will enter the winter completely.

At that time, it will snow in the sky, and the snow will be very thick and large, and it will last for a very long time.

At this time, everyone in the camp, including him, would be very scared and worried, because the cold meant a shortage of food, and it meant that the scavengers in other camps in the land would fight brutally to survive.

However, this year, thanks to their superiors, truckloads of food and cold-proof items have been piled up in warehouses in the past few dozen days, and Camp 1123 does not have to worry about famine this year.

There are also 500 trained soldiers, as well as sufficient weapons, not to mention defending against attacks from the outside, even if they carry out several extermination operations.

So this heavy snow is good news for them, as more snow means more water they will store in the cold winter and more rivers will be there for the coming year.

In this area where water resources are extremely scarce, each additional river means that there will be dozens of fewer dangerous situations for them to come into contact with wild beasts and grab water for drink.

And the cold will also cause a large number of beasts to roam the wasteland, and he has been on guard here for a week, and he has not seen a single beast until now, all of which means that this year is destined to be the easiest winter they have ever lived.

"Thank you for the generosity and kindness of the chief!"

Li Xin felt the warmth brought by the fine fluffy gloves on the palms of his hands, and a burst of heat and gratitude and reverence surged in his heart, he was grateful for everything today, and Li Xin's eyes became more and more determined, supervising the prisoners working in front of him with a more serious attitude.

As Li Xin's eyes looked into the distance, more than 100 "workers" wearing blue-gray uniform uniforms were sweating profusely to remove the miscellaneous garbage from their camp, and they were constantly leaving a steady stream of better stones and iron sheets, neatly stacked in one place.

One of the older men carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand to keep it from staining the new clothes he had received not long ago.

As a former gray-robed messenger in the Flying Church, he once had a piece of clothing that could cover his body, which was a gray strip of cloth, and on the day he successfully awakened the Flying God, the gray-robed old man who was the first messenger gave him that short gray cloth as clothing.

In the midst of the flying camp of hundreds of people, this is undoubtedly an extremely memorable and glorious thing.

Now, though.....

The man squinted his eyes, and all he could see everywhere was blue-gray clothes, tightly covering the Flying Sect members who had been frozen in the cold wind in the past.

Rare, precious, thick, warm, such clothes are many times better than his gray robe, something he has never seen before, but the group of scavengers who caught them a few days ago directly gave them one piece per person.

Who are they and what do they want to do?

The man was now confused and feeling a little lucky, he survived, not only did these people of unknown origin not kill themselves, but after carrying things every day, they would give them good things that they had never eaten before, and the more they moved, the more food they were given.

So much so that the more than 100 surviving congregants began to scramble to start working every day, for fear that they would move slowly and move less.

There is only one thing left in their minds, and that is to work, and then they have a satisfying meal and receive the so-called reform education in the evening.

As for what flying gods, what is it, can you eat it?

Can they wear the same clothes as Shen Sen's leader, so that they can eat such good food?

Look at these people, how hateful, it's only been a few days since they were arrested, and even the leader is called.

The man thought with a little emotion, but he also admitted that other people's things are delicious!

At this moment, an unfamiliar pickup truck with the sound of whining wind drove quickly from the camp, and behind it hung four large cargo trucks, which seemed to be full.

"Is this the leader of Shen Sen here?" The man didn't know why, but the thought that made him feel slightly excited suddenly flashed through his mind.

"The leader is here!"

"The leader is here!"

Li Xin, who was in charge of guarding them, was not as fearful and reserved as these captives, and when he saw the familiar pickup, he hurriedly began to inform the people in the camp.

After a while, when Shen Sen stepped out of the car, Old Man Li and several guards had already hurried out to greet Shen Sen.

In less than a year, strictly speaking, only in the past short month, Old Man Li is deeply aware of one thing: some people are indeed not measurable by science, they are different, they are natural leaders, and they have some kind of miraculous power to create history and save the world.

These people are like being chosen by an ethereal fate, with a firm will that ordinary people can hardly have, enough to shock people's hearts, and a benevolent heart to save the world, they are destined to be the sons of the world to save the wasteland, Old Man Li is sure that his leader, Shen Sen is such a person.

Therefore, now that he treats his leader, Old Man Li feels that he can no longer be as casual as before, and must show his own respect, so that Shen Sen's leader can see his sincerity and ability as a new co-scientist.

For the rest of his life, he just wanted to make good use of his knowledge and contribute to this world that he had created, but he also witnessed the shattered world and contributed the last of his remaining heat.

So after hearing Li Xin's report, Old Man Li was pleasantly surprised and came to greet Shen Sen respectfully for the first time.

As soon as Shen Sen got out of the car, Old Man Li said sincerely with a smile on his face:

"The leader has been running all the way for us, and he has worked hard!"

"This, this is not in the way, it's all within my reach."

Shen Sen suppressed the slight surprise that flashed in his heart, smiled, and replied in a kind voice.

He couldn't help but feel a little emotional, take a look, Old Man Li is not a person who has read books, this is a sycophant, and his logistics captain Luke can't catch up even if he is a vindictive.

After the greetings, Shen Sen didn't forget to get down to business, and then explained.

"Find someone to unload the things, in the front truck, half of the food and daily necessities brought to you, as well as some equipment and materials for repairing the camp, and the back is all materials for the factory, see if it is enough, if it is not enough, I will make up for it."

"Good!"

Hearing that all the materials he wanted had been brought in, Old Man Li nodded, and happily ran to the huge truck behind him to check.

There are a total of four transport trucks, all of which are van-type structures, with a length of 9.6 meters, a width of more than 2 meters, and a height of about 3 meters, which can carry about 25 tons.

This time, Shen Sen spent almost all the money in his hand, hundreds of thousands of US dollars, in exchange for these cars. In addition to the food and cold-proof supplies brought to the people, there are also some cement shovels and so on.

And the remaining dozens of tons are for the production of the Pioneer mecha, and he tried his best to find hundreds of materials.