Chapter 111 - Support arrives
"The old man is a good man, you have to express your condolences."
Leader Chekov, who was temporarily released, stood beside Chen Fei. He knew very well that The relationship between the old man and this boy.
This guy finally woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was in the solitary room. Thinking about the ridiculous things he had done, he didn't complain. Compared with being able to come back alive, being locked up for a few days was nothing. It’s a matter of course.
You have to drink wine, and what happens in the future... everything depends on fate.
Humbly admit your mistakes and never repent.
“Yeah!”
Chen Fei responded.
The fire became more and more intense, and black smoke billowed up.
Chef Abel came over, hanging one of his arms. It was nothing serious, but he accidentally dislocated it during the battle last night. He had just reset it and could not use it for ten days and a half. With great energy, he patted Chen Fei on the shoulder with his other hand.
"My condolences!"
Then came Xiao Ming, the chief mechanic, several mechanics, and then the pilots of the "Zhenxiang" squadron.
One by one, they came over and patted Chen Fei on the shoulder.
The last one is Hana Gagar.
“My condolences!”
Even after being carefully groomed and changed her clothes, the female executive manager still smelled faintly of alcohol.
She took charge of the overall situation again, and the panic-stricken 911 air service base seemed to have found its backbone and settled down again. Although like Squadron Leader Chekov, he disappeared after getting drunk, but he was still better than trade. It is better to rush to the enemy and fight with bayonet.
“Thank you!”
Chen Fei nodded.
After burning for more than an hour, the fire gradually died down and all the remains were burned to ashes.
The ashes are not all ashes. The person responsible for collecting the ashes uses a shovel to crush the burned remains into smaller pieces, and then collects them in clay pots.
Chen Fei did not pretend to help others, but chose to do it himself.
Carefully gathered up the last legacy of Mr. Barut in this world, carefully sealed it, wrapped it tightly with cloth, and then walked out of the base holding the still hot pot without looking back. raised his hand and waved.
The "blood thorn" found beside the fire flew into his hand with a swish.
System: Ding! 112.531 kg of unknown alloy found, absorbed: yes/no｜?
no!
The old man has no close relatives alive and is all alone. He will be buried wherever he died.
I found a sunny hillside outside the air support base, dug a large pit with the "Blood Thorn", put the pottery jar containing the ashes into the bottom of the pit, filled it with soil and compacted it, and piled it into a mound. , sprinkled grass seeds, split a piece of stone slab, and the "blood thorn" sharply and effortlessly carved deep marks on the surface of the stone slab.
The resting place of the Neanderthal warrior Barut, on *month*, **** year, heir: Chen Fei. Erection of a monument
"Old man, rest in peace! ”
Chen Fei took out a bottle of fruit wine made by Barut himself. He drank half of the bottle in one go, exhaled the alcohol for a long time, touched the remaining half bottle of wine against the stone tombstone, and then put it down.
Pick up the "Blood Thorn", get up and leave.
System: Ding! Unknown alloy found 112.531 kg, absorb: Yes/No |?
Yes!
The "blood thorn" in his hand quickly shortened and became smaller.
System: Ding! Energy point +1
Individual information:
Status: Juvenile
Physical strength: 12/12
Explosive power: 57/60
Fullness: 90%
Activity time: 110 hours
Energy points: 12/5000
My skills:
1. Swallow metal
2. Eye of Violence (consuming 1 energy point, duration 15 seconds, cooling time 15 seconds)
3. Body evolution database (3), classification: None/Management
4. Secret method: decisive death
5. Optical observer basic body level 2: low light enhancement (level 3 requires 100 energy points)
Management->New category "cold weapon", established successfully
Body Evolution Database (3), Category: Cold Weapons (3)/Management
Task List:
1. Devour 1 ton of metal and obtain energy points +1 (daily tasks)
2. Dance with the missile for a total of 18 seconds/60 seconds. The posture must be graceful and gain +200 energy points
When he returned to the air base, Chen Fei had already sorted out his system.
He moved some personal belongings from the dormitory into the shed where the energy tower was located. The old man left a lot of things behind, not only the secret techniques passed down by his own hands. Since he had no relatives, everything now belonged to him, which was reasonable and legal.
There are not many things, about 100,000 Xingyuan in cash. In addition to a small amount of personal items, there are about a dozen boxes, about 500 to 600 kilograms of various canned meats, and some unknown animal claws and teeth. , a dozen gems of low quality, colorful, probably souvenirs collected casually.
The most popular thing is wine. There are thousands of bottles of liquor of different brands, as well as hundreds of kilograms of home-brewed fruit wine, of which about ten kilograms are about to pass their best flavor period.
There is a set of fermentation tanks and distillers used for brewing. They are extremely well maintained, shiny and spotless. There is about a hundred kilograms of unused sake brewer. I drink it according to the old man’s instructions. The method can probably be used for a year or two.
Empty bottles are useless. They are all leftover from drinking in the past few years. They can be used to put new wine into old bottles.
After Target's low-temperature nuclear fusion energy tower shut down, it no longer emitted heat and could no longer provide the electricity required for lighting. As a result, the illumination in the shed was insufficient. In addition, the drunk manager Hana casually struck the target with a wind blade. A large area of plants was flattened, and no matter how hard Chen Fei took care of it, he even renovated the steel structure shack and replaced the iron wall panels that were dented during the battle with several nearby pieces with light-transmitting recycled glass bricks to introduce as much light as possible. Outdoor light.
But after two or three days, the plants in the shed were still withering and drooping.
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The parent company of the 911 Air Service Base has fallen into internal and external troubles, which are becoming more and more serious.
Not only various departments, but even the board of directors, which represents the will of shareholders, are constantly quarreling with each other every day. The cohesion and centripetal force of the company have been shaken, which makes people's hearts move. The human resources department receives many resignations every day. Some departments are in dire straits due to serious brain drain and difficulty in carrying out normal work.
As the situation worsened, Hana Gagel also encountered difficulties in contacting the headquarters of Tianqi Defense Group. In addition to the first batch of bonuses and prepaid wages applied for, the list of supplies and additional manpower applied for again were all received. Still a long way off.
Even the Ministry of Internal Affairs, which she was once very familiar with, suddenly became unfamiliar due to frequent personnel changes. The original leaders and colleagues were gone and replaced by a group of people with bad attitudes. stranger.
These changes have made the female executive manager feel increasingly heavy.
Another two or three days passed.
A small transport aircraft and two medium transport aircraft landed on the main takeoff and landing runway of the 911 Air Service Base.
The female executive manager, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately greeted the small transport plane among the three transport planes that was firmly braking on the tarmac.
More than a dozen armed men with live ammunition came out first. The last person who came out was a middle-aged man in a white suit. Facing the blazing sunshine, he squinted his eyes slightly. When he saw Hana Jia After Geer, he immediately smiled.
“My little Hana, I haven’t seen you for a long time.”
“Uncle McAllen, it’s only been a little over a month.”
Hana Garg Er smiled and hugged the other person.
The other party is not only a shareholder and director of Tianqi Defense Group, but also her father's younger brother.
"Isn't there a saying? One day is like three autumns after not seeing each other. My little Hana, are you still used to being here?"
McAllen, a middle-aged man in a white suit ·Jager looked around and could vaguely see traces of the battle.
The ugly scars of war cannot be eliminated in a day or two.
“Just getting used to it.”
Hana Gagel turned into a wry smile.
Not long ago, she got drunk because of the huge pressure.
After you wake up, you still have to face what you have to face, and the pressure will not decrease at all.
The various conditions in the entire 911 air service base forced the female executive manager to devote herself to the operation without sleep or food, and she no longer even had time to think about getting drunk.
McAllen Gagel patted his niece on the shoulder and said: "Don't be anxious, take your time, it will get better."
Then he turned around, pointed at the three transport planes and said: "I have sent you forty-five people. You can trust them completely, as well as a batch of equipment and supplies. This was obtained with my greatest authority. This aircraft The small transport plane is also left to you.”
After all, he is also a shareholder of Tianqi Defense Group, and he is also a member of the board of directors. He is qualified to bring a group of people and things over.
A group of people got off the plane one after another, and most of them were armed personnel with live ammunition.
Hana Gagel just wanted to show an expression of surprise, but she seemed to think of something and frowned.
"Uncle, is the situation so bad that it is irreversible?"
The purpose of leaving a small transport plane is becoming more and more obvious. This is a retreat.
In this corporate war, Tianqi Defense Group not only suffered a huge defeat on the open battlefield, but even the partial victory achieved at the 911 Air Service Base could not reverse the entire situation.
"Alas! You are always so smart!"
McAllen Gagel sighed, and then said: "Actually, I would rather you leave with me."
“No, I will never leave!”
After finally getting an opportunity to delegate practical tasks, especially taking control of an entire air service base, Hana Gagel did not allow herself to be a deserter.
“Just as stubborn as your father!”
McAllen Gagel looked at his niece, suddenly smiled, and said: “Haha, she is indeed a member of our Gagel family. All of them are stubborn and can’t be pulled back with a locomotive.”
“But thank you, uncle!”
Hana Gagel hugged her with gratitude. Hug your own uncle.
"I'm just a small shareholder, and there's not much I can do to help you!"
McAllen Gagel suddenly stopped smiling and said seriously: "You have to be careful, Meiman The brothers jointly complained to the Global Joint Defense Committee that the 911 Air Service Base hid the remnants of the Third Age civilization. , it is very likely that something will happen. Again, don’t force yourself. If you sense danger, leave immediately. This is war. Don’t hesitate. Only by protecting yourself can you do more things.”
"I know it well, uncle!" Hana Gagel nodded vigorously.
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(End of this chapter)