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

Today, the construction team has all withdrawn to Birch Forest City. The first batch of nuclear physicists, chemists and biologists have also completed the training on the use of power armor and have entered the wasteland of Boston after signing a confidentiality agreement.

As the main force of exploration, 6 UNSC officers and non-commissioned officers who have all passed the Level 30 English test and can use English proficiently also came to the wasteland world.

On this day, when 30 UNSC personnel put on the latest power armor and prepared to explore the wasteland of Boston, a Boston native with a beard, another young man in matte black and several other followers came to the bulletproof door of the "Pre-War Technology Research and Manufacturing Center".

0185 But they call me Davares

Well begun is half done.

The first contact between the bearded Hollis and the UNSC expedition team can definitely be considered a good start.

The first impression that the UNSC expedition team gave to Hollis and Preston Garvey was not that they were powerful, but that they were brand new! The power armor they wore, the weapons hanging on their bodies, the six-wheeled cars parked at the entrance of the dome, and the armored vehicles with buckets, everything was too new!

They couldn't even find a scratch on the other's power armor, as if these armors and weapons were just produced. In the wasteland, most people will never encounter something that can be called "brand new" in their entire lives.

Things made from various old parts and garbage are certainly not considered "brand new".

The bearded men also left a good impression on the UNSC expedition team. The clothes they wore looked a little... well, torn and old. But these torn clothes did not make people feel dirty or sloppy. Instead, they gave people a clean and tidy impression. At least in terms of military appearance, they had done their best under the conditions allowed.

Moreover, these people have good spirits and spirits, and their eyes are bright and sharp, unlike those of second-rate people or hooligans, who have dull eyes.

Afterwards, the person in charge of the "center" ordered all personnel to exit their armor and return to their respective positions to wait for orders. Bearded Hollis and his team members were led to the reception room of the "center" building.

Hollis swore that this was the whitest velvet sofa he had ever seen in his life. The moment he sat on the sofa, he even felt the support and rebound effect of the sea surface on his buttocks! Little Black Preston and his companions were similar. Before this, they had never known that sitting on a sofa would actually give them the feeling of "sinking" into the sofa.

But not long after these people fell into it, they realized that they seemed to be really trapped. The only difference was that the first "trap" referred to the sofa, while the second "trap" was a trap set by these yellow-skinned guys!

Although these yellow-skinned ones were obviously fairer than them, especially the little black Preston, because he was the darkest among the visitors!

Hollis felt his scalp tingling. He tentatively asked the person in charge: "Are you... Putty?"

"No, remove the putty!"

"What the f..."

Hollis didn't "speak" out. He always felt that the people in front of him were not like the "Eastern Devils" that some old zombies talked about.

“Are you going to take Boston?” Hollis asked.

A junior officer of the Volunteer Army followed closely and asked: "Are you occupying Boston with the intention of plundering us or ruling us?"

"But we don't have anything worth plundering!" Little Black Preston shrugged. "Perhaps by plundering us, your quality of life will decline."

Hollis, who obviously didn't care much about the ancient national hatred and family feuds, asked again: "If you plan to rule here, can you bring stability, order and a safe living environment to Boston? When I was a child, I heard others say that the public security there was excellent and always in order. There were no looters rampant in the wasteland, and there were no gunmen or slave traders."

"I……"

The person in charge wanted to explain, but he wanted to complain more. But he thought for a long time and still didn't know how to start.

Just then, a young staff member passed by the person in charge. The person in charge decided to go all out and explain everything in a unique Chinese way, in a setting where it is easier to negotiate. So, the person in charge stopped the young staff member.

"Ma Zhao, please go to Boss Cheng's place and ask him to prepare a meal for 300 yuan."

"Only 300?" Ma Zhao asked the person in charge again: "Then leader, does the 300 yuan include the beverage department?"

"Hey...drinks are extra."

That’s right, the unique way of Chinese people is to treat others to a meal, and the dinner table is the place where things are easier to get done.

But the person in charge obviously misjudged the situation. Half an hour later, when a total of seven people from both sides gathered at the round table, the person in charge was about to toast and talk heart to heart, but he found that it was impossible to talk about anything at the table.

The five people who came from the wasteland were like starving ghosts, almost burying their heads in the table. They didn't even touch the drinks. At this moment, they regarded the five meat dishes, three vegetable dishes and one bowl of soup on the table as a thorn in their eyes, and were about to eat them up.

This was the first time in their lives that the five of them tasted authentic sweet and sour pork in sweet and sour sauce, the first time they ate soft and tender pork intestines, the first time they saw candied yam with sugar threads that were more than two meters long, and the first time they drank a delicious soup other than mole meat.

Even the main ingredients of this delicious soup are just celery leaves, shredded potatoes and pork meatballs.

At 10 a.m., the only sounds in the restaurant were the sharp scraping of knives, forks and spoons against porcelain, besides the chopping of chopping wood in the kitchen. The person in charge could not get a word in, and Boss Cheng had no time to deal with them. It was not until an hour later, when the guests started to come to eat, that the five people who had licked their plates clean realized that they had eaten too much.

以桦林本地饭店4个菜就能撑死5个大老爷们的菜量标准，竟硬生生被这5个人楦光了8盘儿。最后已经撑得这5个人不会走道儿了，下得负责人差点儿就打了120！

After paying, 27-year-old communications engineer Ma Zhao waited for Boss Cheng to issue an invoice while complaining with a smile: "Boss, the portions you gave are too large. If the five people were really injured, it would be a world-class diplomatic incident. I think you should catch up with the super first-tier cities as soon as possible and learn the portions of Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen."

"Are you planning to eat the same amount of food as Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen? Are you planning to starve yourself to death, or are you planning to starve me to death?" After saying that, Boss Cheng asked Ma Zhao, "Whose name is the invoice for this time?"

"It's the same as before, nothing needs to change."

"And pay for the meal?"

"Yes, fill in the meal expenses. It's only 300 yuan anyway, so it doesn't matter what you fill in."

"It's not 300, it's 315, and you drank 3 big bottles of Hongbaolai!"

As for the five guys who nearly ate themselves to death, they circled the nuclear dome for more than two hours, took a shit, and then returned to the reception room in high spirits.

When Hollis, the leader, saw the person in charge again, he trotted over to greet him. He shook his hand and asked, "Davali, we have been looking forward to the day of liberation. You are finally here!"

and many more!

wrong!

What's going on?

When I first arrived in the morning, they kept saying "occupy" and were very cautious. How come after a meal, they kept saying "Davari"? Even the previous "occupy" became "liberation"?

What on earth had happened in the past two hours? This profound change in thinking was too fast!

They haven't even passed the "Liberation Gate" and haven't held a grievance meeting, so how come they suddenly have "a red heart facing the sun"?

Just because of a meal?

Just because of a meal!

Did Boss Cheng put drugs in the food?

Here comes the problem!

What kind of medicine could make these wasteland volunteers "bewildered"?

The person in charge explained to Hollis that the people in the dome building were not going to occupy Boston or liberate the people of Boston. They were just here to explore the wasteland, find technology that could be used by them, and use it to save the world - any world that needed to be saved!

Save any world that needs to be saved! It can be a world that is about to explode in a solar crisis, or a world destroyed by a nuclear war!

Hollis' eyes were filled with reverence and adoration.

Look at them! It's been more than 200 years since the end of the world, but they still remember to save the world. Let's look at them, they use their own people for experiments, and then run away after the experiments are done. They put together an "Enclave" exile government that does nothing every day, and then they are praised by the people of Washington!

Afterwards, Hollis explained the purpose of the Volunteer Army to the leaders and other UNSC soldiers. Although everyone present believed that it was basically impossible for the Volunteer Army to consistently implement the purpose with its strength.

However, this does not prevent everyone from understanding and feeling the revolutionary romanticism of the Volunteer Army! It can even be said that the purpose and pursuit of the Volunteer Army are almost consistent with the ideological core of the proletariat! If we start from this point, Hollis's "Davari" just now may not be wrong.

Unfortunately, each generation has its own tasks to complete. Zhou Zhezhi and the leader must find a way to continue the civilization of the Earth. Hollis, Xiao Hei and others need to restore order in the wasteland of Boston and strive to make it a paradise for law-abiding and kind people.

Their missions should not have overlapped, but Boss Cheng showed up and managed to resonate with both parties over a meal.

"That's right! When walking in the wasteland, we certainly need an ally who has similar ideas, the same goals, and is trustworthy."

"We, the Volunteers, also hope to use your power to reshape the order of Boston. Let Boston become a new home without crime, oppression, or discrimination, and one that can accommodate all good people."

Thus, the UNSC expedition team, without authorization from their superiors, and without flowers, applause, or signing ceremonies, but with plenty of expiring soda, reached an all-weather strategic partnership between the UNSC and the Boston Volunteers in an extremely frivolous manner.

0186 Instant noodles warm your stomach and heart

Pre-war technology research and manufacturing center, in the conference room.

More than 20 people, including Boss Cheng, were sitting around the conference table. Some were rubbing their faces, some were scratching their eyes, some were hugging their shoulders and looking at the light bulbs on the ceiling, and some were staring at the medical injection bags on the conference table and rubbing their temples. But no matter what they were doing, no one was talking.

Boss Cheng was already bored of looking at the lights on the ceiling, so he simply took his feet off the conference table and asked everyone in the meeting: "Why aren't you talking? The grave has been repaired, can it be torn down?"

"It's not about repairing the tomb, but the 16 billion that was wasted on repairing the tomb. There is no need for such a high level of protection!"

"It's high, isn't it good? Besides, is 16 billion a lot?" Boss Cheng shrugged and said, "I just sold nearly 200 tons of gold to the UNSC some time ago. With that gold, printing an extra 16 billion banknotes is nothing! Besides, those hundreds of billions are all lying in the account, not a penny has been moved. If you really feel sorry for the 16 billion, then I can just buy the grave!"

Hundreds of billions!

To be specific, it is nearly nine hundred million!

Everyone present knew some of the inside stories about the recent influx of gold. They couldn't help but sigh, "It's still easier to make money from the business written in the Criminal Law!"

"Then it's settled!" Boss Cheng stood up and stretched his legs that were almost numb from sitting. "I'll pay for it. I'm also going to spend money to level the two square kilometers of land around the grave. Then, with my grave as the center, I'll build a military base and training center for the Volunteers. I'll just build a house and spend some money! So what?"

Everyone present couldn't help but sigh that the wealthy are so arrogant!

Especially the money that was robbed, I really don’t feel bad at all when spending it.

You know, when the nuclear dome was just built, those who participated in the construction were very proud of the project. But just at the end of August, the scientific expedition team responsible for exploring the wasteland regretted spending 8 billion to build a nuclear "giant tomb".

The fundamental reason for such a big and fast change is right on the table in the conference room!

That’s right, it was the two packets of crude meridian injection medicine placed on the table - Radiation Elimination!

If the scientists on the expedition knew there was such a magical object in the wasteland, they would definitely stop the construction of the nuclear dome.

Imagine if you had an injection made of a crude extract of the luminous fruiting bodies and spores of a mutant fungus, mixed with a sterilizing drug. After being injected into the human body, this injection would begin to combine with the radiation particles in the human body after 30 seconds, and allow the radiation particles to be excreted from the body along with human excrement.

It can even prompt DNA damaged by radiation in organisms to repair itself.

Although the nuclear physicists, medical scientists and biologists present at the scene could not figure out the principle of this mechanism of action, it is certain that the rats that were exposed to lethal radiation are still alive and well after being injected with Radiation Elimination. And as time goes by, the health of the rats is gradually improving.

It is not known whether this self-repair at the DNA level will cause genetic mutations in the patient.

The side effects of this magical medicine are just nausea, diarrhea, thirst, dizziness and headache, and in severe cases, hallucinations.

But on this point, Boss Cheng told everyone: "I have never eaten anything too deadly! But after eating common poisonous mushrooms like the green hand, arch mouth mushroom, and dog urine moss, these are basically the symptoms."

and many more!

Boss, why do you eat poisonous mushrooms?

The green mushrooms and the arched mouth mushroom can be considered local specialties, but what about the dog urine moss?

Could that taste right?

Regardless of whether these side effects of radiation-eliminating agent are caused by the toxicity of the luminous mushrooms themselves, at least the extracts of this mushroom have been proven by wasteland residents over the years - simple, easy to use, and non-lethal!

"Since it works well, let's do double insurance!" Boss Cheng pointed to the graves outside the building, "We should take precautions when necessary. If someone gets infected by accident, wouldn't acupuncture be more effective? In addition, since the locals say that this kind of mushroom is hard to find but not rare, then you can find a way to grow it on a large scale, and then extract the effective ingredients and realize mass production, which will be more convenient!"

Boss Cheng's words sealed the deal for the meeting. After all, they were willing to pay 16 billion to buy the grave, so what else could they say?

"Is there nothing else?" Boss Cheng took out his cell phone and checked the time. "If there is nothing else, I will go back and finish cooking."

"Um...are there any special dishes for dinner?"

"Yes!" Boss Cheng replied, "Beef stew with tomatoes and potatoes, Russian style. There are also braised hairtail and spicy chicken, as well as Jiangxi's famous dishes, fried bacon with Yugan peppers, Wenshan chicken, and fried red peppers with green peppers and dried red peppers with dried green peppers."

The two Jiangxi cousins ​​present were very happy, but the others had already developed the illusion of a hot anus.

At the same time, in Concord, about 3 kilometers away from the cemetery, Colonel Hollis once again raised the banner of the Volunteer Army and began to recruit soldiers. But this time the Volunteer Army recruitment was obviously different from the past, because this time it was not only about "ism" and "ideals", but also about supplies, weapons, and military pay!

Colonel Hollis, who was recruiting soldiers, waved his hand and said that no matter you are a human, a zombie, or a super mutant who has kept your sanity, as long as you agree with the ideals of the Volunteer Army and swear allegiance to the ideals of the Volunteer Army, you can join the Volunteer Army!

A long canopy was erected next to the conscription office. Outside the canopy, a dozen large kettles were bubbling with steam. Inside the canopy, many residents living in Concord or its surrounding areas were sitting at simple dining tables, slurping up freshly brewed noodles.

That's right, it's the "instant noodles offensive" commonly used in disaster relief! This time, the noodle stall next to the conscription office is still open to residents for free. However, each resident is limited to one bucket. If there are elderly people over 50 years old, they can take another bucket away after eating one bucket.

"That's right! No strings attached!" Hollis said to the residents who came to watch the fun: "For those who didn't get to eat noodles, please go to Gavi (Little Black) as soon as possible to get instant noodles. You don't need to pay any bottle caps for the instant noodles, and you will not be forced to join the army after eating instant noodles, absolutely not!"

At this time, a young resident asked: "If you volunteers do not want to forcibly conscript people who eat noodles, then why do you allow and even actively invite us to eat noodles?"

"Because I know you haven't eaten it! Because I know you can't eat it! Because I know some of you are starving!" Hollis took the loudspeaker that Boss Cheng bought from the two-dollar store and shouted to the crowd: "Let's not worry about the damn conscription for the time being, let's not discuss the bullshit future and the damn ideals, let alone study some bastard ideology!

You! Now! Go fill your damn, gurgling, and almost inoperable stomachs! Then we can talk about conscription, treatment, the future and ideals, and the doctrines that our volunteers follow! "

"Then we..." Another young man raised his hand and asked, "Can we go eat noodles?"

"Go! Otherwise, when the water runs out, you'll have to boil it again before you can make instant noodles!"

After a busy day at the recruitment office, a lot of barrels of instant noodles were consumed, but the recruitment effect was as bad as Hollis and others had expected. The volunteers consumed nearly 300 barrels of instant noodles, but only recruited 7 people in the end. On average, 43 barrels of instant noodles were consumed to recruit 1 person.

But even so, two people suddenly changed their minds near dusk.

Colonel Hollis understood that being able to keep five people was already a very good result.

As for why this is the case, one reason is that there is a shortage of people in the wasteland. Some strong young people will choose to join the camp of plunderers, or occasionally masked as gangsters. They are not willing to be bound by military regulations and laws like the volunteers, even if such constraints are entirely based on personal wishes.

Second, becoming a volunteer soldier does not make your life decent, and may even make you poorer than before. This is something everyone in the Boston Wasteland knows.

Third, with the sudden death of General Baker, the Volunteers have fallen apart. Although Colonel Hollis treated the residents to instant noodles today, no one can guarantee that tomorrow will not be the end of the Volunteers. The Volunteers will be regarded as a thorn in the eyes of more than just a mysterious academy, but also the snatchers, slave traders, looters, and even scavengers who pick up rags in various places.

However, Colonel Hollis was not discouraged and was even full of confidence. He planned to visit the bases near Concord more often in the next week and distribute more instant noodles. When more new volunteers were recruited, the equipment and supplies provided by the partners to the volunteers should also be in place.

At that time, Hollis will have all his soldiers change into uniform uniforms, uniform armbands and shoulder straps, uniform weapons and ammunition. When this volunteer army with all new equipment appears in front of the wasteland residents again, it will be the time for conscription to really begin.

In addition, some teams that have left the Volunteer Army due to difficulties in life must be found after that. Since the partners have agreed to provide supplies for the Volunteer Army, they must make full use of the supplies and unite all the objects that can be united to restore the vitality and confidence of the declining Volunteer Army as soon as possible. And the confidence of the wasteland residents in the Volunteer Army!