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

All UNSC soldiers, including Zhang Peng, only had a dogmatic concept of nuclear war before they came to the wasteland of London. However, when they actually witnessed the ruins after the nuclear war, they finally realized that the real nuclear apocalypse was like this.

Sweet Cheese activated the biological detection radar upgraded from Jarvis, but as the radar swept across the 1600 square kilometers of London again and again, the radar screen was always full of gray and black.

"Will they build an underground city like we did?"

Then a 5-meter-long probe was shot into a subway entrance that seemed to be the most likely place for an underground city. But as the signal from the ground-penetrating radar was transmitted back to the Chunlan class...

"Has this place become a dead city?"

"Maybe it's the same as ours." Zhou Zhezhi told the UNSC pilots accompanying him, "Maybe the survivors here left London after the nuclear war and moved to higher, more remote places that were not bombed."

Before leaving, Boss Cheng also spent a lot of money to buy dozens of simultaneous interpreters from the terminal, which cost "up to" 2Pt each. If Zhou Zhe hadn't felt that there were too many people, and they spoke Chinese, English, and ancient Japanese, it would have been too troublesome to communicate, so he asked the boss to look for it. The boss then found that such things were sold on the terminal.

However, if this demand had been put forward a month ago, Mr. Cheng would not have been able to buy such a high-quality, low-priced, and powerful and practical product in the terminal mall. After all, it was only a few months ago that the Zhuangding Department caught a linguist who committed suicide. And this simultaneous interpreter has only been on the shelves for a little over a month.

Ok……

The linguist who committed suicide...

But this has little to do with Boss Cheng.

Now that everyone has the ability to communicate without obstacles, the Jonin and Chunin from the Land of Rain no longer need to listen to thunder without hearing it. At this time, they all noticed that the beautiful woman Natasha on the ship pointed at the densely packed warships sunk in London Harbor and asked:

"Boss, is your Britain in 2024 also about to become a third-rate military country?"

"It has fallen." Zhou Zhezhi answered for his boss.

"Ours will be soon too." Patton continued Zhou's words: "Tell me, if both our world and this world started to develop in different directions after the end of World War II, then do you think Britain here will also become a third-rate military country?"

Everyone at the UNSC felt that this possibility was very high.

"What about all those sunken ships in the harbor?" Patton pointed at the sunken ships in the harbor and said, "Can a country that can't even get its only aircraft carrier to ground (referring to the Queen Elizabeth) really gather more than 20 large surface ships and cram them all into the Port of London? Portsmouth is not far from here!"

"Snapped!"

Boss Cheng clapped his hands, pointed at the sunken ships in the harbor and said, "I understand what you mean. You are doubting that none of the ships that sank in London Harbor belong to the Royal Navy!"

Patton shrugged, indicating that was correct.

"Whose ship could that be?" Natasha asked, "It can't possibly be CCCP's!"

Then, Natasha asked everyone to remain silent. Because everyone felt that given the grudges between Britain and the CCP, it was not impossible.

Soon after, Sweet Cheese began to match the terrain in the ruins of the City of London and soon locked on the location of the Bank of England's underground vault.

But when the battleship lowered its altitude and everyone arrived on the ground in several Quinjet fighters, Natasha and Patton suddenly felt a tightness in their hearts, and a sense of crisis of "have they been taken advantage of again" suddenly arose.

This sense of crisis was not unique to Natasha and Barton. Just looking at the main road leading to the vault, there were obvious signs of fierce fighting everywhere. And the closer to the entrance of the vault, the denser the debris of the defense bunkers on the road, and the more intense the fighting.

You can even see the bullet holes through the rust on the steel armor. Some of the armor has even been melted through by energy weapons!

The group walked forward for about a hundred meters, and saw more and more power armor parts and debris abandoned on the roadside. When they arrived at the entrance of the vault, they found that there were more than a dozen T-51 power armors that were once treasured by the US military on the front line lying here.

And only T-51!

"Hey! Didn't Maxson (Elder of the Brotherhood of Steel) say that even within the Brotherhood, the T-51 with excellent performance is a very valuable and rare commodity?"

"Yes!" Boss Cheng replied, "The entire Eastern Steel Brotherhood has more than 100 sets of power armor, but there are probably less than 51 T-20s among them."

Zhou Zhezhi couldn't help but smile after getting the answer, and asked again: "Then why do you think these big treasures of the American army before the war appeared at the door of the vault in London?"

"Of course!" Patton sneered and replied, "What are we doing here? They have been doing it for more than 200 years before me!"

"Oh my god! Let's go together!" Zhang Peng couldn't help but mutter.

Rogers retorted: "Not a colleague, but a senior!"

Facts have proved that no matter which world it is in, Amei has always been at the world's leading level in selling out teammates and attacking allies. However, Boss Cheng and Zhou Zhezhi never expected that while Amei was doing her utmost to strive for peace and prevent the world from being destroyed by a nuclear war, she was blatantly attacking her once most loyal ally and directly dispatched regular troops to rob Great Britain's gold.

It truly is a beacon of freedom!

With this wave of operations alone, Amei is enough to blind everyone's eyes!

Even the captain who came to join in the fun was sighing: "This is so inhumane!"

"I also think that the armistice commemorative coin is a bit ironic." Zhou Zhezhi also shook his head.

"But aren't they fighting their own allies?" Zhang Peng gave everyone a new perspective. He said, "They are fighting among themselves. What does it have to do with us? We just do what we want!"

Natasha asked worriedly, "What do you think, boss?"

"How can we see? We can just walk and see. What else can we do? Anyway, their warship is just sinking in the sea. We can just salvage it later!"

Then the group of people became more and more frightened and chilled as they walked. If they had come to the door of the vault when the nuclear bomb fell on London more than 200 years ago, they would have seen a sea of ​​blood and corpses!

In the makeshift shelter in front of the gate, there were more than a hundred skeletons. More than 20 sets of damaged T-51 armor were lying on the ground like garbage. Several UNSC soldiers turned on the armor switches and found that the armor was too damaged to open.

The fact that one of the power armors was blown into pieces proved that someone had tried to detonate the fusion core on these armors and succeeded!

The good news is that the American troops who were planning to rob the gold here ultimately failed. Whether they died in a nuclear war or in a fusion core explosion, the door to the vault is still closed.

But the bad news is that the vault door was locked too well! The more than one meter long vault door key was directly melted into the keyhole. The vault door's connectors and giant door opener were also damaged. The worst thing was that the English Army had used thermite to weld the entire door and door frame together under the firepower of the power armor.

What the hell!

"How the hell do we open this door?" Patton couldn't help but curse as he touched the vault door that had been fused together.

Natasha asked Patton: "Do you remember how thick this door is?"

"57 meters, made of pure steel, weighs tons!"

"Fxxk!"

Then, Boss Cheng took off the "50 Yuan Good Brother" armor on his body.

At the request of Boss Cheng, Natasha and the others retreated to a place 20 meters away from the vault door. Zhang Peng got close to Zhou Zhezhi and asked the boss how he dared to take off his power armor. After all, since they came to London, the Geiger counter has been "clicking" all the time.

"Because he was recently infected with a relatively invincible virus. He just tested it two days ago and found that non-lethal doses of radiation are completely harmless to him. Even if his DNA is damaged by radiation, that virus can immediately repair it."

"How come this virus is so convenient!" Zhang Peng asked again: "Then why don't our doctors think about studying it?"

"Because the virus is too dangerous, just watch if you don't believe me!"

At this time, Zhang Peng saw Boss Cheng taking off his shirt and said "Unlock, bald mode", and then pressed his really red and hot hands on the vault door.

As the vault door was heated by Boss Cheng, a series of "clang clang" sounds were heard from inside the door. Experienced people know that this is the sound made when the internal metal components are deformed due to uneven heating.

About 30 minutes later, when everyone was free to move and the Rain Ninjas had collected all the available supplies, the alloy steel vault door was finally "baked" into a bright yellow by Boss Cheng. Boss Cheng felt that the time was almost right, so he suddenly thrust his arms into the half-melted vault door.

Then, the door was suddenly twisted into a pretzel shape by some huge force, and was pulled out of the door frame of the vault and thrown into the hall outside the vault.

"Can't you twist that big lump of metal?" Rogers strolled over to Boss Cheng and asked the Boss Cheng who had become bald again.

"It's not impossible, but metal is too hard. If you use your spatial control ability to twist something hard, you'll overwork your brain. You'll get a headache and a nosebleed. You have to understand that it's completely different to fuse carbon, nitrogen, oxygen and other elements than it is to fuse iron. But if you heat metal to a semi-molten state, it's very easy to twist it into a knot."

Soon after, everyone rushed back to the vault, and when they shone the light into the underground vault of the Bank of England...

0241 But eating bear paws is a crime

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

This is not the case of "I am uneducated, so I can only say "wow" to everyone."

You have to know that the UNSC pilots present were all selected from the best of the major air force academies and were selected after layers of selection. You may question their character, but you cannot question their cultural level.

What's more, when the light of the strong flashlight was projected into the vault, even Zhou Zhezhi, who was always calm and elegant, couldn't help but say "Oh shit!"

At this moment, everyone's knowledge and cultural literacy were suppressed by the large expanse of golden light before their eyes. At the same time, their rationality was also suppressed. The most instinctive desire for wealth in everyone's heart was completely aroused by the golden light before their eyes!

It's gold!

Not only that, but quite a lot!

After so many disappointments, I finally got a chance that paid off!

You have to know that these things in front of everyone are not the things that can be seen but not touched in pictures and videos.

And now!

The gold is shining brightly in the vault!

Not only can you see it, you can also touch it! More importantly, the gold is like naked women, densely packed on metal beds, ready for you to pick and take!

Even Captain Rogers, who claimed that he was not interested in gold, was shouting with excitement.

"Wow, there really is a lot of gold this time! Aren't you excited?"

"Why should I be excited?" the boss told the captain, "As early as when I saw the vault door was welded shut with thermite, I knew there must be a lot of gold inside. But compared to the gold inside, I care more about the vault door. Look!"

Boss Cheng pointed to the outer frame of the vault door and asked Captain Rogers to look at it.

"See? This kind of safe door is very rare. There is even a locking mechanism on its outer frame. I was thinking, if I also replaced this kind of safe door for my hotel..."

"Then how will your restaurant continue to operate in the future?" Rogers smiled.

"But what if I transform the restaurant into a themed box restaurant like this underground vault?"

"You have a theme restaurant, but you still sell boxed lunches? I've seen a lot of theme restaurants in New York that are very classy. Even the hippie theme restaurants and biker theme restaurants from the 70s are very well done! But to be honest, this is the first time I've heard of a bank robbery-style theme bank."

"It's not bank robbery, it's robbing... No, it's vault style!"

"Why don't you ask Zhou?" Rogers suggested, "He knows someone and ask him to find someone to help you. It's better than doing it alone."

As for the subsequent "moving bricks" process, it was too dull and boring. Besides, there were no living creatures in the vast land of London, so the process of these guys "moving bricks" with small construction machinery such as small forklifts, small shovels and small trucks was just briefly mentioned.

The fighter pilots who temporarily acted as drivers of various small engineering vehicles were not unhappy at all. It can even be said that they maintained a very high level of excitement throughout the whole process of "moving bricks".

The group started working at around 6pm and continued until around 7pm, when they finally transported all the gold stored in the underground vault of the Bank of England without missing a single one. When the spaceship returned to the Boston wasteland at :pm, it weighed the final result of this "brick moving".

"Well..." Boss Cheng rubbed his burnt bald head and announced to everyone, "After statistics, our harvest from this operation is far less than we expected. Although the Bank of England here has always claimed to have 4600 tons of gold reserves, I don't know if they are bragging or the economy of the troublemaker has collapsed before the nuclear war. Anyway, our harvest this time is only about 2700 tons."

"How come...how much did you say?"

"Fuck! 2700 tons!"

"Come on! How can you describe 2700 tons as 'a mere'?"

"Whoever tells me that 'there is a golden house in books', I will do him a favor! What golden house? I have seen a real golden house!"

"Calm down, calm down! We are just passing through here."

"So what if they were just passing fortune gods? At least at that moment, I once owned them!"

"Please stop being such a lickspittle, or you'll ruin everyone's appetite."

The exact amount of gold moved this time was 2743 tons. According to the unwritten "old rules", these people used 43 tons of gold as the "logistics fee" of Boss Cheng, and the remaining 2700 tons of gold were divided according to the proportions agreed in advance.

The UNSC and the Hidden Rain Village will each receive 675 tons of gold, while Natasha, Barton, and Boss Cheng will each receive 450 tons.

However, Natasha, Barton and Boss Cheng decided to take out 10 tons of gold each, and Boss Cheng added two tons, so a total of 32 tons of gold were distributed to all 32 people including the captain, Zhou Zhezhi and Hanzo.

Hanzo nodded in agreement, after all, this was equivalent to using other people's gold to cultivate the loyalty of his subordinates. But Zhou Zhezhi was in a dilemma, after all, strictly speaking, they were on a mission. And during the mission, it was strictly forbidden to accept money privately.

Seeing nothing to do here, Hanzo left the base with his guards and went back to the hotel to wait for dinner. The Avengers went to the entertainment room to watch Denise, Chihu and Yuri play games.

Only the UNSC pilots and Zhou Zhezhi remained near the slipway to discuss the issue of gold.

The UNSC pilots all knew the rules, so Zhou Zhezhi didn't have to worry about it and directly called his superior who was on New Year's Day holiday. The instructions given by his superior were also very clear. In principle, he disagreed. After all, it was an old tradition of the UNSC not to take a single needle or thread from the masses.

"But I didn't give them needles and thread!" Boss Cheng took the phone and said to the Chief of Staff on the other side.

"Oh, isn't stitch by stitch a metaphor? (Go play with mom and sister first, dad is busy at work.)"

Zhou Zhezhi used lip shape to tell Boss Cheng "I'm at home", and then held up three fingers to indicate "it's the third child".

Then, the Chief of Staff on the other end of the phone said: "I know you have seized a lot of gold this time, but..."

"What are you robbing? Even though we are all familiar with each other, you should not talk nonsense! We are here to pick up things that have no owner! Can you be careful with your wording?"

"Okay, okay, okay! Can I repeat myself? I know you picked up a lot of gold again this time, but you can't just squander it!"

But Boss Cheng said nonchalantly: "We are just getting started. I haven't even gone to the asteroid belt to drag the golden asteroid back yet!"

"No! Wait a minute! Wait a minute!"