It's none of my business. I'm just a lunch box seller.

Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but feel a little shocked. After all, after the battle just now, everyone had a clear understanding of the intelligence of the green monsters. To say that their intelligence level is comparable to that of a Labrador is a great insult to the Labrador!

In other words, with the ability of the greenskins outside, it is impossible to "pry" open a 65-ton vault door intact. The reason why those greenskins gathered here is because they have long used this place as their nest for resting and eating.

but……

Gintoki knocked on Hanzo's armor and asked him in a familiar manner: "Do you think someone has gotten here first?"

"Why should I tell you? Isn't it obvious that someone got here before us?"

"Let's go in and take a look." Shinpachi suggested, "Go in and look around, maybe there's something left."

The captain on the other side could no longer understand the Japanese spoken by Gintoki and the others because there was no simultaneous interpretation provided by the hotel. So he quickly patted Boss Makoto and asked what Shinpachi meant by what he just said.

"Shinpachi suggested that we go in and have a good look. Maybe we can find something."

Tony also felt that what Shinpachi said made sense, and added: "The radiation level around here is so high that it is difficult for ordinary people to get close to such a place. So I think the door of the vault was probably emptied before the nuclear bombs were exchanged, or when the nuclear war just broke out."

So, Boss Makoto rushed into the vault first, followed by Hanzo, Gintoki, and the captain. Denise, Tony, and Shinbaji stayed at the door to prevent the bastard from suddenly jumping out from somewhere and closing the vault door again.

Not long after, Boss Cheng asked the three people to go in and take a look. As for the important task of guarding the door...

"Leave the important task of guarding the gate to me, meow!"

Tony and Denise, who entered the underground vault, were impressed by the quality of the vault. It had been more than 200 years since the nuclear war broke out, and except for some places being damaged by green monsters, there were no other signs of damage.

And the readings of all the Geiger counters were within the safe threshold. This just proved that the vault was opened from the outside only after the nuclear war broke out.

Tony walked in the vault full of blood and "kitchen waste" garbage, pointed to the empty ground and told Denise and the boss: "I have visited here before. These empty places should have been filled with load-bearing shelves that could be moved as a whole. The shelves were filled with standard settlement gold bars of 400 ounces (12.441 kilograms) each. But now, these shelves and gold bars are gone."

"It's gone, so be it!" Boss Cheng pointed to the innermost corner of the vault and said, "At least our trip wasn't in vain."

When Boss Cheng brought the two to the corner, they finally understood what Boss Cheng meant by “it was not a wasted trip” - it was more than just “not a wasted trip”, it was simply the right decision to come!

It may be because a nuclear bomb penetrated a subway tunnel nearby, which triggered a nuclear earthquake. As a result, the walls of the 40-meter-long tunnel behind this corner not only had a lot of cracks and damage marks, but all the shelves on both sides of the corridor also fell to the ground crookedly. And the gold bricks on the shelves were scattered all over the corridor in disorder!

The collapsed shelves were not only in this corridor, they walked along the damaged wall and found several more places with scattered gold. However, the amount of gold scattered in these places was not as much as that in the corridor.

"They must have been in a hurry to move the gold," the boss said in English and Japanese with a firm tone, "otherwise they would never have left the collapsed shelves and gold alone and only moved the shelves that were not collapsed and were easy for forklifts to move."

Hanzo looked at the others and asked with a smile, "Should we now be grateful for our willingness to give up?"

"Yes!" Xin Baji echoed, "Otherwise, how could such a great opportunity to make a fortune have waited for more than 200 years for us to come and reap the benefits?"

Only Boss Cheng kept shaking his head, muttering to himself, "What a pity, what a pity, such a huge loss. I finally found an opportunity to rob... to pick up such a big vault, but I wasn't the one to open the door."

"In fact, the only thing you care about is how to dismantle the door of the safe, right!" Denise smiled slightly and looked at the boss who was sighing.

"Indeed!" Hanzo suddenly sighed: "Many times, victory in battle is just a simple result. What really fascinates the strong is always the process of pursuing victory."

“Haha, hahaha…”

Gintoki and Shinbaji didn't dare to interrupt or refute. For safety reasons, they could only laugh dryly with Hanzo and the gloomy boss Makoto. And they laughed dryly, which contained happiness but couldn't be seen by others, confusion but couldn't be seen by others, and they wanted to complain but didn't dare to do so.

Anyway, a smile can contain so much profound meaning at the same time. I can only admire Gintoki and Shinbaji's control over the mechanism of micro-expressions.

However, these high-ranking officials, heroes, idiots and idlers finally had the chance to experience the pain of moving bricks on a construction site, even though the bricks they moved were 12.441 kg gold bricks.

Don't pretend that you can empathize with these people by saying that they are "happy and in pain". When everyone works together to move 50 tons of "bricks", they may still have some happiness. But when they move 500 tons, all they have left is back pain, and no longer any happiness.

Even though they were all wearing power armor, they still had to bend over, stick out their buttocks, stand up and squat down. Sometimes they would fall headfirst to the ground because they couldn't keep their balance. Even Boss Cheng, who had a good physique, began to wonder if his kidneys were overdrawn because of the sore waist.

Boss Cheng didn't intend to think about it, but the more he forced himself not to think about it, the more his brain kept thinking about the advertisement. A few minutes later, all that remained in Boss Cheng's mind was the image of the man taking a shower and holding his waist, and the voice asking "Did your kidneys overdraw?" The combination of the image and the sound kept lingering in his mind, ears, and eyes.

perhaps……

This was probably the reason why Master Raizang could never escape the Spartans' evil voice.

"Ah! What a bullshit advertisement! Get out of my head, get out of my head!"

Finally, Boss Cheng had to resort to the ultimate killer move against “earworms” – the magical music brainwashing method!

So, another magical and brainwashing song came out from the Nubia Z50 Ultra, a flagship photography phone with a great screen but terrible external speakers!

The boundless horizon is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills. What kind of rhythm is the most swinging, what kind of song is the most cheerful...

Fill the glass with fine wine and let you rub it down~ rub it down!

Not long after, in the underground vault of the Federal Reserve Bank at 2282 Liberty Avenue South in Manhattan, New York, in the year 33, a group of guys wearing colorful power armors followed the dynamic beat like crazy, moving gold bars onto carts while shouting "Take it down".

Even when he was getting very enthusiastic, he still had to stand up and jump a few steps, and then continue to bend down and move bricks.

Then again, if Lei Zang had the good fortune to hear a dynamic dance music called "The Most Dazzling National Style"...

He is waiting for you with open arms!

0182 I thought a world war was about to break out

Since 2282, a rumor has been circulating in the east coast of the post-nuclear wasteland world - the Marines of the Communist Party of Afghanistan drove a spaceship to land in Manhattan, New York!

Boss Cheng himself admitted that the warship was hanging around in the sky and bay over Manhattan for quite a long time, from about 9 am to 7 pm. And it was indeed witnessed by some wasteland residents living in New York. But in the heavily radioactive contaminated area, there were really no other normal people except the green monsters. And Boss Cheng and his group never left the contaminated area from beginning to end.

So the question is, how did these wasteland residents know that Boss Cheng and his group were "Communists", and how did they associate spaceships, the Communists, and beach landings together?

You should know that Sweet Cheese is equipped with a biological detection radar. Boss Cheng and his colleagues have been moving bricks from morning to night, and Sweet Cheese has never reported "traces of humanoid creatures within a 3-kilometer range", but has reported "no suspicious targets within the range" every 20 minutes.

However, Sweet Cheese and Boss Cheng did not know that there was a kind of mutant human called "Ghouls" in the wasteland. They were not afraid of the harm of radiation and could not be detected by biological detection radar. The scene of Boss Cheng and his team transporting gold bricks from the vault was witnessed by at least 10 Ghouls who had lived from before the nuclear war to the present.

So, it's not that the wasteland residents have strong associative ability. It's that they can recognize the "American Empire Must Defeat" on the chest of those power armors!

But whether they were real witnesses or false associations, even if Boss Cheng knew about it, he wouldn't care. After all, in Boss Cheng's eyes, the wasteland New York has no appeal to him at all. If there is no very special reason, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to set foot on that land again in the future.

As for what they gained from this trip to the wasteland of New York...

Putting aside the facts, the results of Boss Cheng and his team's looting and scavenging operations were slightly different from their expected profits.

They thought that there were "at least 8000 tons" of gold, but almost 8000 tons had already been taken away. There was only "at least" left in the huge vault. But even if there was only "at least" left, after everyone returned to the base and weighed it, they found that there were "at least" nearly 800 tons!

That’s right, this time they successfully picked up more than 793 tons of gold while scavenging.

It sounds like a lot, but in fact, a standard 400-ounce gold bar is only 185mm long, 76mm wide and 17mm thick. If one ton of gold is melted into a cube, the length, width and height of the cube are only 37.3 centimeters.

However, if more than 793 tons of gold were converted into 400-ounce standard gold bars, there would be nearly 63500 bars! In other words, it took these seven people nearly 7 hours to get these gold bars onto the spacecraft.

In fact, if you calculate the average time, moving more than 900 gold bricks in an hour is not tiring. But the real time-consuming and laborious part is not moving the gold bricks onto the cart and then pulling them out of the vault, but how to get the gold bricks on the cart to the warship!

After all, Boss Cheng's space battleship couldn't land directly on the ground, so they could only let the smallest frigate dock at the South Port Pier in Manhattan, which was more than 630 meters away from the vault (measured by the road network on the map). Then they used a cart to transport the gold bricks to the pier for loading.

It was tiring and troublesome, but the result was good. More than 793 tons of gold were transported back to the base, and only 3 pieces of gold accidentally fell into the sea during the loading process.

According to the previously agreed division method, each of them could get 158.6 tons of gold. But the other four groups except Boss Cheng were only willing to accept 4 tons. According to them, the 150 tons of gold they were unwilling to give would be used to pay Boss Cheng for intelligence fees, equipment rental fees, and logistics fees for transporting the gold.

Boss Cheng did not refuse. After all, it was just 8 tons of gold. Compared with 150 tons, it was really "insignificant".

The Yorozuya trio who got 150 tons of gold instantly felt the joy of "the serfs rising up and singing". Gintoki not only proposed to have "all-you-can-eat lunch and dinner for the whole year" at the boss's restaurant, but also wanted to take out million yuan from the boss Makoto (hint: the money from reselling second-hand alien arms before), go out to play pachinko for a few days, and then buy horses for a month.

Then, Gintoki was beaten up by Shinbaji and Kagura.

Hanzo, who received 150 tons of gold, finally had the opportunity to experience the comfort of "big country finance". If he only cared about money and not people, these 150 tons of gold would be enough for the Rain Country to maintain the state of war for another 5 years, and it would not even affect the people's livelihood too much!

However, Tony and Rogers encountered another big problem after getting the gold! Because the surface of each gold bar is engraved with the casting date and unique number, and the two are citizens of America. Once these gold bars appeared in the New York gold market in 2012, it is estimated that within 10 minutes, they would be surrounded by hundreds of NYPD and FBI.

"I know that with your connections, there must be a way to get rid of the numbers on these gold bars." Tony, who was wearing his ugly T-shirt again, patted Boss Cheng on the back and said, "This quantity is too large for me, so please help me and the captain to recast the gold bars, OK?"

Then, Boss Cheng called Lara Chou. When Boss Cheng told Lara Chou his intention in detail and carefully, Lara Chou, who was eating in the cafeteria of the UNSC Supreme Staff Headquarters, spit out rice. Fortunately, he spit at the ground, so he didn't spray rice particles all over the Chief of the Supreme Staff.

The Chief of Staff was also puzzled. It was just a phone call. Was there any need to spit out his food? Zhou Ze said, "Wait a minute, I need to ask my superiors for instructions on this matter." Then he covered the phone and said to the Chief of Staff:

"Comrade Cheng has some personal matters that require our assistance."

"What kind of private matter?" asked the Chief of Staff curiously.

"He wants us to help him recast a batch of gold."

"Recast gold?" The Chief of Staff smiled. "You don't need to ask me for permission for such a small matter."

"Yes, leader. Because the amount he recast is a bit large."

"Hehe, how big is it?"

"About...nearly 500 tons."

The chief of staff was very cultured and had strong control over his facial and oral muscles, so the food didn't burst out of his mouth, but he quickly took the water cup and took a few big gulps, which pushed the food in his mouth back into his stomach.

"Nearly 500 tons?" The Chief of Staff asked in astonishment, "Did he rob the Federal Reserve?"

"Yeah, yeah!" Zhou nodded immediately.

"This……"

"It's not from here." Zhou quickly added.

"Hey, you should have told me earlier!" The Chief of Staff breathed a sigh of relief. "I have already started planning the initial defense plan. Tell him that we can and are willing to help. In addition, ask Comrade Cheng if he is willing to sell this batch of gold. We are willing to purchase this batch of gold from him at the highest price between last year and this year."

Boss Cheng agreed, but not all of it, but his share of more than 193 tons. But this was not all the gold in Boss Cheng's hands. After all, after the laboratory refined the monthly share of Mora, it had to return the gold in the coins to Boss Cheng.

In addition to the previous inventory of Boss Cheng, even if all 193 tons of gold were exchanged for bank balances, Boss Cheng still had more than 4 tons of gold reserves. These reserves were mainly used to exchange for local currencies when shopping in other worlds.

You can't take the dollars printed in 2019 to go shopping in the world of 2012, right? If you really want to spend this money, it's estimated that within 10 minutes, you will be surrounded by hundreds of NYPD and FBI.

Two days later, more than 10 dark trucks with white UNSC letters drove into the school playground. Boss Cheng had already piled 493 tons of gold bars in the middle of the playground.

There was no other way, because the space battleships in the underground base could not be known to the UNSC executives for the time being. So Boss Cheng could only work himself up like a fool and get the gold bricks out from under the base.

The soldiers who had signed the confidentiality agreement began to move the gold bricks on the ground to the truck under the supervision of the white helmets. Boss Cheng brought Zhou Zhezhi to the wasteland of North America in 2282.

"Boston!" Zhou Zhezhi sighed, saying, "I went there with my teacher two years ago and boarded the old iron hull (USS Constitution) for a tour. I never thought it would be destroyed like this in a nuclear war." After that, Zhou asked his boss, "Do you know the situation on the other side of the Pacific? Is it as lawless as here, or is there some basic order?"

Boss Cheng shook his head and said frankly: "I don't know either. Although I have participated in competition maps created based on the background of this era, and I may even have participated in competitions in this world. But I don't know much about this world. Except for their weapons and equipment, and nuclear fusion generators."

"Nuclear fusion generator!" Zhou Zhezhi asked, "Are you saying that the nuclear fusion generator and fusion core you gave us are all from this world?"

Boss Cheng nodded and replied, "They should all be from this world, including the power armor."

"Power armor!"

Zhou Zhezhi took out his phone and played a short video to Boss Cheng. The video showed three people wearing power armor frames, testing the frames in the laboratory. However, the power armor frames in the video were obviously different from those used by T3, T45 and T51.

But just from the video, it can be seen that the armor frame designed by the UNSC is obviously more ergonomic than the frame designed by the wasteland world before the war.

Unfortunately, the frame is too ergonomic. What Boss Cheng couldn't get into before, he still can't get into now.

"However, in terms of power, although we have studied and understood the working principle of the fusion core, we have never been able to successfully imitate it. Instead, we have made a breakthrough in the research of hydrogen fuel cells that surpasses the current civilization. Therefore, the higher-ups have decided to temporarily stop the research and development of micro-nuclear fusion devices and prepare to use hydrogen fuel cells as the power supply device for future micro-sized equipment."

As he spoke, Zhou pointed to the armored frame in the video.

"A small hydrogen fuel cell can keep the armor frame active for about 36 hours. Even if it explodes, the power is much smaller than that of a fusion core explosion! It will not cause nuclear radiation damage to the surrounding environment or even the battery user himself."

"Oh, then, can the power armor you developed protect against radiation?"

"So far, the effect is pretty good!" Zhou Zhezhi said, "Two nuclear power plants have already received the early trial production power armor and have put it into maintenance of nuclear reactors."

"What about the maximum protection value? What is the highest radiation strength it can withstand?"

"About 1500 millisieverts."

"15000 roentgens, right?" asked Boss Cheng.

"The protection is pretty good, isn't it!"

But Boss Cheng smiled and asked him, "Can you increase it to 40000 roentgens?"

"Forty thousand? Do you know what that means?"

Before Zhou could finish his words, Boss Cheng pointed to the southern sky. Only then did Zhou notice the green "near-surface aurora" all over the sky!

0183 A rare view from inside a tomb

"I'm not a mad dog, I'm a little cutie, meow!"

"No, no, no, there's nothing wrong with your logic, meow. You just don't have any emotions, like a calm pervert."

"I don't know what feelings are, meow. I like to crush the enemies with the Pilot. I also like the cats in the school yard. The dog repairmen are also very cute, meow!"

"Survival? I don't know how to survive. But Pilot taught me. He said that humans can't just live for the sake of living. Life must have ideals and things that we love. I don't understand, but I know Pilot is right, meow!"

"I believe that as long as the Pilot exists, humanity will not perish. You have to believe in the Pilot too, meow!"

"No, no, that's not it! I'm not Pilot's machine, nor am I Pilot's pet. Although I was indeed assembled by Pilot himself, I am Pilot's comrade-in-arms and his partner, meow!"