This Game Is Too Realistic

The production of "Base 100" is in full swing.

Working hard on the job are not only the 300,000 "Cross Spider" workers and machine operators, but also nearly 3,000 workers and engineers!

They are almost the top industry talents in the entire league!

Some of them come from the faraway ideal city, some come from the Southern Hemisphere (Eternal Night Port), or the shelter in the desert, as well as the wastelanders who have learned advanced knowledge in Camp 101, etc.

Faced with the threat of doomsday, Dawn City Industrial Center, which brings together the strengths of hundreds of families, once again demonstrated its shocking and terrifying production capabilities to the major survivor forces in the wasteland.

The "Cross Spider" in the Nanbian Industrial Park had just stepped out of the assembly line with its front legs. The battery was attached to its back legs and then loaded onto a truck and sent to the foundry well of Base No. 100.

From welding steel and industrial machinery to casting screws in wells, every unit running on the production line, both human and machine, is running to the limit.

The terrifying industrial throughput even once strained the transportation resources of Luoye City, which is a railway transportation hub.

This situation of transport capacity failing to keep up with production capacity had happened even during the most intense period of the war with the Southern Army.

In the Manager's Office of the Alliance Building, Song Xuelin, Minister of Industry, reported to Chu Guang the progress of the work during this period.

"...At present, all the production units of our No. 100 Vertical Casting Shaft have been started. The first low-orbit defense platform is in production. The construction period is expected to be three months, and the delivery will be completed at the beginning of the month soon. !”

The low-orbit defense platform is a defense countermeasure that was jointly discussed by professionals from various industries in the alliance, colleges, and companies at the meeting. The tentative name is the "Trench" plan.

That is, defense platforms equipped with electromagnetic guns and high-rate laser weapons are deployed on several low-Earth orbits.

These defense platforms are considered to be orbital garbage replacements.

Like sampans floating on the periphery of a port, they can prevent medium and long-range strategic weapon strikes through electromagnetic acceleration of mass bombs.

Although Chu Guang knew very well that the production speed was already astonishing, he still couldn't help but frown when he thought of the current urgent situation.

"One ship every three months?"

Song Xuelin said with a wry smile.

"This is a huge and systematic project. It is thanks to the help of colleges and enterprises that one ship can be built every three months... This speed is actually very fast."

After a pause, he continued.

"At present, the relevant industrial chain is still in the process of being adjusted, and the technical personnel on the production line are not yet skilled. The first ship may be slower, but it should pick up speed once the first ship is completed."

Chu Guang nodded and did not say anything further on this issue.

The more urgent some things are, the harder it is to rush them.

Especially strategic materials.

He knew very well that any pressure he exerted on those below would eventually be transmitted level by level and amplified step by step.

Once the subordinates really rush to work because of their own pressure, the final result is likely to be a compromise in quality.

This is what he doesn't want to see even more.

Seeing that Chu Guang did not continue to criticize the construction period, Song Xuelin finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned over the documents in his hand and continued to report.

"In addition, there is a logistics problem... The railway network in the central part of the River Valley Province is currently overloaded. Although we have a large number of mines and steel plants in the control areas outside the River Valley Province, the Dawn City area Transport capacity is already running out.”

"The transportation capacity is not enough?" Chu Guang looked at him unexpectedly, and stood up from the office chair in slight astonishment, "Didn't there be a surplus of more than 30% before?"

Railways are the blood vessels of the Alliance's industry. He has been focusing on developing the Alliance's railways since the Bone Chewing Rebellion. He even planned a fallen leaf city specifically to ensure the Alliance's logistics and serve as a hub for material exchange between the east, west, south, and north.

It was precisely because of his move at that time that the alliance later had the potential to radiate influence to Luoxia Province, Jinchuan Province, and even the more distant Haiya Province.

After all, no matter how far the players can go on only two legs, it means nothing if the alliance's equipment and logistics are not good enough.

In that case, I'm afraid a lot of time will be wasted waiting for resurrection.

Chu Guang even thought about the possible shortage of the controllable fusion reactor in Dawn City, but he never thought that the rows of tons of tons of railway lines would be in a tight capacity.

Can't our products be shipped in?

Is this possible in the wasteland?

Looking at Chu Guang with a stunned expression, Song Xuelin said with sweat on his forehead.

"This... is indeed a dereliction of duty on our part. Originally, we judged that the growth rate of production capacity could match the improvement rate of our railway network, but the actual production capacity of No. 100 Foundry Well exceeded our expectations. Its industrial capacity The throughput is almost equivalent to the entire Dawn City Industrial Zone, and the share of transport capacity is naturally the same..."

The back foot can't catch up with the front foot, but it's okay.

Hearing the answer from the Minister of Industry, Chu Guang couldn't laugh or cry for a moment. He didn't know whether he should be happy or sigh.

However, Song Xuelin was right about one thing. Failure to take this into consideration was indeed a dereliction of duty on the part of the industrial sector.

"This kind of thing must be prepared in advance. We cannot wait for the problem to arise before we think of solutions. We should do a review and review, but now we still need to think about how to solve this problem first."

Song Xuelin nodded with sweat dripping from his back.

"yes……"

Rather than continue to embarrass him over the mistake he had already made, Chu Guang tapped his index finger on the armrest of the office chair, thought for a moment and spoke.

"We can't move Foundry Well No. 100, so we have to find a way from other places... What do you think if part of the production capacity is transferred to the coast of the Death Coast in Haiyia Province? I have been thinking about this before."

Song Xuelin said cautiously.

"I think so too, but considering that the settlement there is still in the early stages of development, I'm worried that the local area cannot afford the relocation of such a huge industry..."

"It's not a worry," Chu Guang said with a smile, looking at the hesitant looking Minister of Industry, "We, Dawn City, were ordered to do so at the beginning and built from nothing in the wilderness. Although the current situation is grim, but Much better than in earlier years! ”

"What's more, I have personally seen the Death Coast! Although the survivors there come from all over the world, they are not inferior to the survivors of Dawn City and Dawn City. They are even more knowledgeable and energetic than the latter. I I believe they have the ability and confidence to shoulder the mission entrusted to them by the times.”

"Since you are so optimistic about them, I have nothing to add," Song Xuelin said with a smile, "I will convene an industry meeting as soon as possible and try to come up with a specific plan as soon as possible."

Chu Guang smiled and nodded.

"Hey."

For the alliance, the move of industry southward is actually inevitable, and it has even been preparing for this a long time ago.

Container freight has inherent advantages over rail transportation, and industries such as aerospace are naturally better off being closer to the space elevator.

The biggest purpose of Vault 100 is actually to serve as an incubation base for the alliance's aerospace industry, just like a seed factory in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Chu Guang's expectations for it are not just to build a few low-orbit defense platforms.

It has the potential to give birth to a forest.

…

Deep in the desert, the center of the old world.

Mountains and layers of sand dunes have swallowed up the endless urban agglomeration, leaving only the broken walls and ruins that can be seen everywhere, recording the prosperity of the past.

Under the rusty steel structure, a battle-damaged off-road vehicle was speeding on the sand dunes.

After bypassing several space elevator debris, the off-road vehicle finally stopped at the door of an abandoned building.

Just as the off-road vehicle stopped, about a dozen soldiers wearing exoskeletons came out from the shadow of the ruins and surrounded the off-road vehicle.

The door of the off-road vehicle was pushed open, and a damaged powered armor stepped out of the vehicle. He raised his hands to show that he meant no harm. At the same time, he opened the mask of his helmet, revealing the face of Malik, the captain of the "Desert Scorpion". face.

"Don't be nervous, we're on our own."

Seeing Malik's face, the leading soldier did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he raised his clenched fist in alarm.

The rifles were instantly raised and aimed at "Malik" who was standing next to the off-road vehicle. They only waited for an order to beat him into pieces.

Lying in the trunk, Medical Miracle saw the situation outside through the gap, and couldn't help but moaned, "Fuck."

Is it possible that you have betrayed me? !

Facing the black holes of the muzzle, "Malik" raised his hands with an expression of indifference, just looking at the leading soldier intently.

"I need an explanation."

The soldier sneered and pointed the rifle at the bridge of his nose.

"Explanation? The explanation is yours, Lieutenant Malik. You'd better explain clearly what you're going to do in a week."

Hearing this, Zhuang Lan breathed a sigh of relief and continued to talk expressionlessly.

"I was ambushed by the Alliance while performing a mission in the southern part of the desert. I have been avoiding their pursuit for a week. I will naturally explain the specific situation to our Army Operations Section... But I didn't expect that it would be so difficult for me. Escape from the sky, but you still have to face the gunpoint of your own people."

These words seemed to have some effect, and several soldiers surrounding them exchanged glances. Although the muzzle of the gun in their hands was not lowered, their murderous intent was obviously weakened.

The same goes for the soldier at the head.

He looked at Ma Ke doubtfully, and slowly lowered the muzzle of the gun in his hand.

"You didn't defect?"

"Have you ever seen a defector come back?" Ma Ke looked at him and said with a sullen face, "I did mess up the matter, but it's not entirely my fault. Who could have imagined that we [Damu] When I met them on the ground, they were not the little mice of the Watchers, but a group of regular soldiers with live ammunition. "

"We were not prepared at all. Wallen died on the spot, as well as several of my teams. Even I almost told him where it was! Mom... I even suspected that the signal was dug by the alliance from the beginning." Damn it, the intelligence system must take at least half of the blame!”

That expression of righteous indignation didn't seem to be fake, it just looked like he had been tricked by one of his own people.

Hiding in the trunk, he watched a show called "Medical Miracles" and couldn't help but sigh. Although it wasn't his turn yet, he already felt that way... as if he was really being captured.

The leading soldier stared at Ma Ke intently, trust and suspicion. In the end, the former prevailed.

He waved his hand, and two soldiers wearing exoskeletons came forward to inspect the off-road vehicle. Then they opened the trunk and saw the guy with the rice dumpling tied up and twisting hard.

"Who is this person?"

"A man from the Alliance," Ma Ke sneered with a grin on his expressionless face, "I caught this unlucky bastard when I was escaping. Unfortunately, the pursuers were too tight and I didn't have a chance. Pry something out of his mouth."

[So far, the soldier on duty has basically believed what he said.

He waved to the soldiers standing next to the off-road vehicle and motioned for them to take the prisoners away. Then he looked at Ma Ke and continued.

"I just contacted the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and they expressed surprise that you came back alive. I guess they have a lot of questions waiting for you."

Mark smiled to himself.

"It seems that I am already dead in their eyes."

"Don't think so, brother," the soldier looked at him affectionately, then looked at his raised hands, "put your hands down, welcome home."

Mark put down his raised hands, took the soldier's stretched out hand and shook it.

When he let go of his hand, the soldier suddenly took out a gun-type detector and scanned his eyes.

If you are not familiar with the people of the Enlightenment Society, you may mistake it for a pistol and react excessively, thus exposing your identity.

However, Ma Ke was very familiar with these processes. Not only did this level of testing have no benefit to him, it actually made him want to laugh.

"Do you believe me now?" "Ma Ke" said mockingly, looking at the soldier playing with the iris scanner gun.

"Don't come out, it's just official business." The soldier smiled and put away the iris scanner, "Please come with me, Lieutenant Ma Ke."

Ma Ke glanced at the prisoner who was taken down and asked casually.

"Where is the prisoner?"

The soldier said with a smile.

"You don't need to worry about his affairs. Just leave him to us."

Ma Ke gave instructions.

"Remember Tuo Tuo interrogating him."

The soldier said with a cruel smile.

"Don't worry, we won't let him pass."

Seeing that ferocious smile, Zhuang Lan's heart twitched slightly, but he did not plead for the prisoner.

It would be superfluous to say anything at this time. Not only would it not be able to help that friend from the alliance, it might actually cause the entire plan to fail completely.

She is now Lieutenant Mark, a disciple of the Enlightenment Society, an active officer of the "New People's Alliance" authority, and the captain of the Desert Scorpion.

Without saying another word, she put on a mask and followed the soldier leading the way, like a soldier who was proud despite defeat, towards the legendary Vault No. 13. Entrance.

At the same time, in deep space 36,000 kilometers away from the earth, a silver-gray scientific research ship was slowly passing through a small star belt built from the remains of the space station.

The quartered alloy structures were like unengraved tombstones, standing silently in a silent cemetery.

Compared with that majestic giant structure, the academy's research ship is like a child's toy.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Jiang Xuezhou's face showed a trace of nervousness.

Although the deflector shield can deflect space junk, it is still useless when encountering junk that is larger than a scientific research ship.

They were unlucky. They were about to reach their destination, but they ran into this "garbage patch" that passed through the walking track.

But they no longer have time to wait for this piece of garbage to float away, so now they can only bite the bullet.

It’s not the same as driving on the edge of a giant structure with fear.

Sitting in the passenger seat, I looked like a tourist all night, staring at the majestic space junk outside the cockpit and opening my mouth in surprise.

Everything he saw completely overturned his inherent impression of garbage in the sky.

He thought the space junk was the size of a can, but at this moment it looked like something like the moon was slapped directly in his face.

This is an exaggeration.

Of course, the wreckage of the space station here cannot be as big as the moon.

However, one or two aircraft carriers are still quite large.

The most advanced spacecraft on earth is like dandruff on the head of a giant placed here, and the so-called "human eye" placed here is not even comparable to a slightly larger piece of debris.

What a spectacle!

Faced with this situation, Ye Shi could only think of this word.

"Fuck..."

Jiang Xuezhou, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at him and raised a slight smile at the corner of his mouth.

What she admired most was the unusual and strange expression on this guy's face.

"City of Dreams."

Ye Shi looked at her confused.

"What?"

"Dream City is the first miracle building of the Prosperity Era," Jiang Xuezhou said slowly while operating the spaceship. "It is said that it is a permanent space station with artificial power and day and night rotation... At least that's what the advertisement says. Say it.”

Ye Shi scratched his helmet.

"Why does this name sound like the Utopia Monster?"

Jiang Xuezhou smiled faintly.

"Is there a possibility that the name Ideal City is something they took from the history of the Prosperity Era and put it on themselves?"

There are actually many similar situations.

Such as the city of Avente.

In the history of the Velant people, the settlement was named after a soldier who conquered that settlement, but this does not explain why the city of Avent was also the city of Avent before it was conquered by the legions.

According to the history investigated by the college, this settlement was actually named after a pre-war community. The local survivors simply adopted the previous name for convenience. The so-called special meaning was actually added by the Wilantes.㱕.

As the most important survivor force in the wasteland, the Weirant people are actually influencing the people's language.

Ye Shi looked at Jiang Xuezhou blankly.

"...Is there any other way to say this?"

"It's just speculation, just listen to it and don't take it too seriously," Jiang Xuezhou shrugged and said, "I heard that many people on the Zhiyuan are investors who bought off-plan properties in Dream City... because According to the Dream City business plan, this space giant will regularly cruise between the earth and the planet Reach."

Ye Shi couldn't help but sigh.

"...This is so crazy."

Jiang Xuezhou nodded in agreement and continued to cast his gaze into the deep sky outside the cockpit.

"That's right. But considering the background of the times, graviton technology had already achieved major breakthroughs at that time, the mass delivered by warp engines was getting larger and larger, and the cruising distance of spacecraft was getting farther and farther. It's not surprising that people would think so.㱕. In the old era, people still dreamed of colonizing Mars with fuel rockets, and they even almost succeeded. This is not ridiculous. 㱕

"Haha..." Ye Shi laughed dryly, feeling that he had been shot lying down for no reason.

Jiang Xuezhou didn't notice the abnormality in his expression. He just took a deep breath and said in a calm tone.

"Notify your teammates to make preparations..."

"We're going to do it."