Radiation Secret

Zhou Qingfeng had just returned from the spaceship to the No.13 floor of the shelter when he found himself surrounded by a group of excited women.

"Victor, it's time to fulfill your promise!"

"A man who keeps his word is attractive."

"I can't bear the way I am now!"

"If you don't agree, we will make you look good!" [

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You don't need to think too much to know why. Don't underestimate women's determination and perseverance in pursuing beauty, and if you want to stop it, you must have considerable courage.

"Uh..., I want to explain something first." Zhou Qingfeng considered his vocabulary, but found that his hesitation made the faces of the women around him darken instantly, and they all looked at him covetously.

However, Xie Jiawen and others on the periphery were giving approving looks, or looking at jokes.

Zhou Qingfeng sighed, and he planned to say it straight, "Yes, I know what you want, but we are in a bit of trouble. This time I only got [-] copies of medical nano-robots, so I don't plan to take them all. Come out and fix your appearance."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Qingfeng was almost scolded to death. Under the turmoil of the crowd, he had no choice but to raise his voice and shout: "Listen to me, calm down! The quantity of these medical medicines is really not enough, because the next time you return to the main time and space, Our team will also expand, and I must reserve a number of copies for the members who join in the future to repair their bodies.

More importantly, the external environment we will face in the future will worsen, and all medical supplies cannot be used for beauty. We must leave enough field rescue medicines, and the treatment needles have miraculous effects in first aid, so they must be stocked. "

These words are not convincing at all. After all, Xiang Milani, Sarah and others are all as beautiful as gods, with noble and elegant temperament, generous and dignified demeanor, and the ready-made models are right in front of them. How can they not be envied?

The only luck is that the second batch of members are all high-level intellectual women, and their ability to quarrel is basically zero. Except for a few complaints at the beginning, there is no shouting or killing.

In the end, Zhou Qingfeng could only take out about [-] copies for the members to restore. It is impossible to achieve the level of fine craftsmanship and almost flawless like the first batch of members.

After finally sending away a group of noisy women, before Zhou Qingfeng had time to slow down, Anna Chapman brought her idol and two hapless astronauts over.

Mr. Alonso Geddi is now a walking robot, with a boxy body, the height is only up to Zhou Qingfeng's waist, his hands and feet are relatively short, but very flexible, and he kept exclaiming when he came to the shelter , also including the two astronauts.

"Okay, my slaves, don't be too surprised, you will have plenty of time to express your emotions in the future." Zhou Qingfeng held back his breath just now, and suddenly he assumed the attitude of a master.

Anna Chapman shouted: "How can you do this! Victor, they are my guests, I have already talked with them, we are friends."

But Zhou Qingfeng said directly: "Do you want to be friends or slaves?"

this question...

Alonso Geddi was the first to react, raised his short hands and said, "Slaves are better, slaves can work, slaves are valuable."

Anna Chapman immediately turned into a cloud of words in the air, "Mr. Geddy, you don't need to be afraid of him at all, I will negotiate with him, and you will be our distinguished guest."

Zhou Qingfeng raised his head high, but his eyes were fixed on one brain and two people. Naturally, it was very clear how to choose. [

Charlie and Schiff nodded again and again, "Slaves are fine, slaves are fine, I believe we can work for Mr. Hugo."

Well, this problem is also solved, Zhou Qingfeng threw the two astronauts to Peter Pan, and strictly ordered them not to talk about the situation of another plane, and at the same time, they were not allowed to show any signs of escape, otherwise, they would be executed immediately if found .

As for the legendary singer Alonso Geddi, Zhou Qingfeng behaved more kindly in view of the little improvement in luck from others. Anyway, it doesn't need to eat or wear, and at most consumes some electricity and nutrient solution.

Zhou Qingfeng still had expectations for his identity as an inventor. After he was equipped with a few assistants, he was allowed to play freely, and he was told that it is best to conduct military research. If it is a powerful weapon, he will get dedicated grants.

"A powerful weapon? How big is it?" Alonso Gedi asked.

"The bigger the better!" Zhou Qingfeng was already quite fascinated by violence.

Alonso Geddi nodded, ready to start his research, so he gained a larger range of activities, but was still monitored.

At this point, Zhou Qingfeng's final trouble in going to the 'Pioneer' has been resolved. As for how to finally control that huge spacecraft, that is a matter for the future.

With such a relaxed mood, Zhou Qingfeng decided to take a walk in the shelter and take a look at some underground reconstruction and expansion projects.

These projects were undoubtedly completed by the infrastructure team led by Jin Yuji, and generally speaking, they were completed well.

"Comrade Chief, Jin Yuji, a member of the infrastructure construction group, sends his greetings to you!" The big-faced head comrade watched the chief boss come to inspect the work, and saluted him solemnly.

Zhou Qingfeng is now standing at a fork in the sixth floor, watching the infrastructure group set up more than a dozen pieces of construction equipment and placing steel supports, "What is this going to do?"

"We are adding ventilation facilities to each floor. Ms. Melanie said that the number of people working here will gradually increase in the future, and the requirements for air circulation will increase."

"Oh, thank you very much for your hard work. I will let Cui Yongchang take good care of your family." These North Koreans are all model workers. Last time Zhou Qingfeng spent money to get a condolence video from a senior North Korean official. Watch These guys all shed tears and worked harder the next day. They are really good animals to feed.

Watching the fans and ventilation pipes being erected slowly, Zhou Qingfeng asked again: "Is the closed underground hangar finished?"

"Report to the chief, it has been completed."

That being the case, Zhou Qingfeng swiped his card to open the isolation door on the sixth floor, left this completely closed floor, and went to the second floor where the hangar was built.

The current second floor is also closed. When Zhou Qingfeng swiped his card to enter, he saw that the entire space had been transformed beyond recognition. Various mechanical equipment were piled up everywhere. A few guys covered in oil found someone coming in. They all turned their eyes.

Zhou Qingfeng immediately began to identify the surveillance cameras on the corners of the surrounding walls, fearing that the people here would do something like jailbreak.

"Don't worry, these are the people I'm looking for, very reliable." Antonina Makarova walked out from a pile of engine parts, her tall figure was wearing a greasy overalls, her face was dirty of.

"I'm curious, who are they?" Zhou Qingfeng looked over one by one, and found that there were old and young, all with calm faces and a bit fierce at the same time, and the 'thought perception' ability began to distinguish most of their hearts one by one. Curiosity, and hostility towards strangers.

"Where did you find them?" Zhou Qingfeng saw that the turboshaft engine of a 'Hind' had been dismantled and placed on the ground for overhaul, and there were many accessories around, all of which seemed to be original. goods. [

"They come from Bujunovsk, and they belonged to the 487th Independent Helicopter Regiment. I spent 1000 to 24 million dollars to recruit 200 professional maintenance personnel, including a large number of spare parts and weapons in their hands. In the future, each of you They still need to pay them $[-] million, no problem?"

"Of course no problem!" Although Zhou Qingfeng had a cold face, he was relieved that he could finally use the plane in his hand with more confidence in the future, "Are they still used to it? I mean they live underground. "

"I signed a two-year contract with them. As long as you can pay on time and supplies are not lacking, they have no objection. But after a long time, you'd better find them a few women and have enough strong They will be more stable." Antonina Makarova, who always had a serious expression, seldom laughed, but matched with the scar on her face, she looked even more fierce.

"What are they doing now?" Zhou Qingfeng looked around the spacious underground hangar, only seeing parts all over the floor.

"Captain Ivan." Antonina Makarova shouted in the crowd, and a man of medium build came out, "Come and meet the real boss, this is Mr. Hugo, he paid your salary .”

For the sake of money, Ivan took off his dark gloves and shook hands with Zhou Qingfeng, while Antonina Makarova shouted: "Show Mr. Hugo the turret you made for him, He's sure to like it."

Ivan nodded, didn't say much, and walked in with the two of them. A large bracket was placed in a specially isolated open space, and a 12mm anti-tank gun mt[-] with a length of ten meters was hung on it.

This really has a violent beauty!

The thick and long barrel, the turret mechanism exuding the smell of lubricating oil, the gunner's position with flexible pads, and the [-] mm thick turret armor are enough to withstand the shooting of small-caliber anti-aircraft guns.

Three of the seven-man gunnery squad will be seated in the turret, while the other four loaders will be in the 'Cannon Bird' cabin.

"When can this thing be tested?" Zhou Qingfeng asked.

"It has already started. This is the second door. The first door has been installed on the 'Flying Bird' we bought. Catherine has conducted test flights and test firings, and the effect is still very good. I have to say that the 'Flying Bird' has a strong load and is sturdy. The fuselage is really very suitable for equipping powerful artillery.

However, there are some small problems. The fire control system is completely operated by manpower. We originally expected an effective range of 5000 meters, but it actually seems to be only 3000 meters. Moreover, because it is suspended in the air, its rate of fire has been reduced by half, only seven per minute. hair. "

"How's the power?"

"It's still the same sentence, as long as you are targeted by it, you will die!"