The Last Plant Controller

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Qian Xu thought it was because the guy was too little, so he took out another bag from the car, and after pushing it a few times, he was sure that the guy really didn't dare.

It seems that the management of the base is really strict. Thinking about this, Qian Xu directly stuffed the cigarette into the man's pocket: "This is nothing like eating and drinking, it's just a little thought."

"Since you said that, I'll accept it." He glanced around and found that no one was paying attention, and he was relieved. As for the temporary residence positions after the allocation, they were naturally posted together after a few strokes.

Collecting money makes things easier. This has been true since ancient times.

"Unit 17, No. K, in the general area, just find an empty space and occupy it. The house has already been booked, and you will have to live in tents. You can get free disaster relief tents from the temporary logistics office, and of course you can prepare more by yourself. Okay." Seeing the two packs of cigarettes, the man said a few more words.

"Thanks."

After saying goodbye to him, Lin Chen and the others completed all the procedures and were free to roam around the base.

Of course, this freedom is only relative. The base is also divided into high-security areas and military restricted areas. Outsiders are definitely not allowed to enter the military restricted area. The high-security zone is the residence of some important officials, military generals and their families. If ordinary people want to enter, they must be strictly interrogated. In fact, this is normal. Although the social order has collapsed in the apocalypse, the survivors will still instinctively divide themselves into classes.

"Boss Lin, come this way."

Zhao Gang and the others, who went to hand in the commission first, had already returned home and sent a post to greet them. By the way, they gave them the promised commission rewards: "200 rounds of bullets are here, as well as food. Because I don't know your taste, so I only chose food stamps.”

Qian Xu gave in, then took the magazine and put it in the car. As for food stamps, something that only existed in the planned economy, he couldn't help but feel familiar and yet unfamiliar at the same time: "I remember that when I was very young, food stamps were used at home. At that time, the fried dough sticks were five cents each, and they were still very big. That kind of thing. It disappeared later, I didn’t expect to see it now!”

Lin Chen curiously took the two five-cent note-sized food stamps and discovered that they were actually a kind of voucher temporarily printed by the base. The material of the paper is somewhat similar to banknotes, with five pounds written on it. There are almost no more anti-counterfeiting measures, but in today's era, there is no fear of someone counterfeiting, no one has that equipment.

Liu Yi and Shi Xuanxuan also took a look at it, and couldn't help but find it strange.

"What can I exchange for?" Qian Xu asked.

Gangzi chuckled and said: "Because the base is not short of food, rice and flour are fine. If you replace it with ready-made steamed buns, it may be less. However, this thing has actually been used as banknotes in the base. It works. Guns, ammunition, vegetables, meat and eggs can be exchanged, and so can women. Its price is stronger than gold!"

Qian Xu curled his lips and said, "Gold is actually nothing. You can't bring it with you until you die. If you ask me, having guns and food is the most important thing. You won't be afraid no matter where you go."

"I think so too." A look of approval appeared on Gangzi's face first, and then he said: "But there must be something that can be circulated as currency, and the food stamps from Andu Base cannot be used elsewhere! "

"That's true."

"Ha, let's not talk about this anymore. Where is your assigned position, I will take you there."

"Unit K 17." Lin Chen reported their location.

Gangzi thought about it and said with a smile: "It's not bad. It's quite close to the south gate of the base, and not far from the district government compound where commissions are issued in the center of the base."

Under his guidance, Lin Chen and the four of them took many twists and turns and took a long time to find the place. Mainly because there were many people and cars along the way, so they couldn't drive fast.

“Lots of tents!”

When he came to the so-called unit 17, Lin Chen looked around and felt that he had arrived at a refugee camp in Africa. Hundreds and thousands of tents were stationed along the boundaries drawn with white lime. There were many vehicles and racks for drying clothes between the tents. Although there are enough walkways reserved at intervals, it still gives people a messy feeling. Fortunately, he didn't plan to live here permanently, so he randomly found an open space and inserted the distributed sign on the ground. This was regarded as enclosure.

"Xuanxuan, Liu Yi, you guys look at the car here, Qian Xu and I will go to the place where the commission was sent."

Lin Chen confessed and took Qian Xu directly to the original district government compound without even picking up the tent.

Because I plan to repair for two days before going out, the post is very free now. He volunteered to lead the way and introduced at the same time: "Just in time, the base sent out a new batch of commissions today. When we went to hand them in just now, we saw several good ones. You still have time to go now, maybe you can pick up good ones. !”

Lin Chen smiled and didn't care about it, but still said: "That's the best."

While talking, the three of them had arrived at the district government compound. It's really not far from where they live, it doesn't even take ten minutes to walk. Probably because the fighting was fierce when we recaptured this place, mottled and faded blood stains and bullet holes can still be seen on the walls of the compound. At this moment, there are many people coming in and out, most of them want to accept commissions to improve their lives.

"Have you accepted the cleanup task from Andu City Heavy Industry?"

"Brother, I just accepted a commission to help the base collect trucks carrying more than 10 tons of cargo. The reward is good, I will definitely make a lot of money when I come back this time."

Standing at the door, listening to the conversations of the survivors, Lin Chen couldn't help but have a deep admiration for the base's senior management.

By issuing commissions, the base not only liberated a large number of its own soldiers, but also cultivated a large number of survivors who understand zombies through this form. Although there will always be deaths when taking risks, once these people come back alive, they can easily transform into the backbone of the people who dare to fight against zombies. Lin Chen has a feeling that dealing with zombies and zombie animals is the business of all mankind, and it will not work if we only rely on the existing troops. Obviously, judging from the actions of the top leaders of the base, they also have such cognition and have begun to let go.

"Hey, Boss Lin, why are you in a daze?"

Gangzi's urging voice brought Lin Chen back to his senses. He apologized a little embarrassedly and hurriedly followed him in.

"Welcome."

The man in charge of registration said without raising his head, with a completely programmed attitude. Gangzi probably saw a lot, and said indifferently: "Come and apply for commissions."

As many as hundreds of commissions were quickly placed in front of the three people.

Gangzi knew that it was Lin Chen's own business next, and he stood aside very tactfully, waiting for Lin Chen and Qian Xu to discuss the results.

"Continue to track the location of the zombie group in North City, go deep into the Andu government compound, collect oil storage trucks..." Lin Chen looked at the various commissions and couldn't help but feel dizzy.

Qian Xu quickly pointed out the key points in a low voice: "Find those who can kill zombies, so that it is also convenient to improve your superpowers." When he said the last two words, his voice was almost inaudible, and only Lin Chen understood what he meant. After all, there are people next to you, so it's always better to be careful.

"Not bad."

Lin Chen pondered for a while, pointed to the commission to clean up the Wulijie Grain and Oil Purchasing Station and said: "What do you think of this?"

Wulijie Grain and Oil Purchasing Station is a small grain and oil purchasing point far away from the Andu base, and it is a half-day drive from here. From the commission description, the base estimates that there are no less than 2,000 zombies nearby, but the reward is not much, only 500 bullets and four grenades. If it's just like this, then no one will be willing to do it. 2,000 zombies are not so easy to deal with. But the latter part is that the government is willing to use food stamps or weapons in exchange for the food and oil brought back, which is very attractive.

"It's good because it's not explained, maybe we can get something good in exchange." Gangzi rubbed his hands and felt that this mission was promising: "However, the difficulty may be a little high. Even if the four of you have guns, it's still dangerous. If it's put in before the second-level zombies come out, it's no problem."

Qian Xu considered his own strength and thought he could give it a try, so he agreed: "I think it's okay. Although the base is not short of food, it's hard to say about oil. This thing is also a necessity of life. If you bring back more oil, you can probably make a fortune!"

"Okay, then take it first."

As he said, Lin Chen took out his temporary residence certificate and signaled the person in charge of registration to record it.

At this moment, his hand was suddenly held down by the person behind him, and a slightly sharp voice said: "We accept this mission!"

Lin Chen was stunned, turned around and looked, and found a middle-aged man about forty years old standing behind him. He was wearing a gray suit, and his demeanor was sharp yet steady. There were two other young men following behind him, with bulging waists, most likely with pistols.

"This mission is not that easy to do, give it to me."

He repeated it again, using a negotiating tone, but with a hint of unwillingness to be rejected.

Although this man concealed it very well, Lin Chen always felt that there was a kind of condescending disdain in his eyes. That attitude made him a little uncomfortable, so he said: "There must be a first come first served, I think this mission is nothing."

Although he didn't say no directly, everyone could hear the meaning of the rejection.

The man was slightly stunned, and seemed a little surprised that he was rejected. He smiled and said: "Yes, this commission should have been yours, but several of my friends also want to take it. How about we make a deal, give this one to me, and you can take other commissions."