Chapter 1159 (1/2)

”There is Ping'an Street!” Li Wang, the captain of the order ship, stood beside Jiang Chen, shaking and pointing to the wall in the distance. He opened his mouth and said, ”Shangjing is the most prosperous place. The building in the middle is the legendary Pan Asian building, the political center of Pan Asian cooperation in history, and now it is the political center of Shangjing survivors. ”

Li Wang was once the captain of Jiang Chen's Pro guard, and was named captain of order during the expedition to Hongcheng. This time, he went out with Jiang Chen, and his mood was especially high.

”The most prosperous place?” Jiang Chen picked up his eyebrows and said with a smile, ”how do I feel like a village?”

Li Wang laughed. ”Of course, you can't compare it with our sixth block. According to the standard of survivors in this area, clean streets, stable order, and sub crystal shops can be called paradise! At least within a few hundred kilometers, there is no more prosperous place. ”

In fact, Jiang Chen's statement is somewhat exaggerated.

Anyway, it doesn't fit in with the countryside.

The towering concrete wall blocks all kinds of exotic and Zombies outside. The streets are littered with shops and houses, not to mention how prosperous, but full of vitality. Hunters carrying their prey go to shops to exchange their prey for necessities of life or sub crystal. Mercenaries with rifles are bargaining with businessmen. There are also lone travelers who are looking at the rifles in the window at the door of the weapon store.

In this corner of Ping'an Street, a few chimneys spit mist. The furnace melts the waste into metal and sends it to the processing plant to make weapons or mechanical parts. I think it should be the legendary Ping'an Street industrial area. Compared with the sixth block four years ago, the scale of industrialization here is about twice as large.

If he had not seen the ”prosperity” of the sixth block, Jiang Chen might have been unable to help but admire the existence of such a ”pure land” on the waste soil.

”It's Shangjing City, but it's a pity that we have the rich heritage of pre war civilization in our hands, but we don't want to do anything in the past.”

”Theoretically, there will always be a more reasonable choice,” Han Junhua looked directly at the decaying Pan Asian building next to Jiang Chen. ”However, civilization itself is an unreasonable product. Just like this building, who would have thought 30 years ago that in just 30 years, there would be no sweeper here? ”

Jiang Chen slightly Leng next, side looked at Han Junhua one eye, smile way.

”I didn't expect you to say something so interesting.”

”What's wrong?”

”No, just a little surprised.”

With the airship approaching, the outline of Ping'an Street gradually becomes clear. Jiang Chen has a panoramic view of all the survivors' settlement. All the people in the survivors' settlement are faced with the huge object standing on the ground, showing a look of panic.

A sentinel on the concrete wall overcame his fear and was about to point his air defense machine gun into the air. He was slapped on the forehead by the veteran behind him and burst out, ”are you stupid? Can this thing knock that thing down? Go and report to me! Go

Just as the sentry ran to report the news, the survivors of Ping'an Street looked at the steel airship emerging from the clouds as if they were facing an enemy.

The expected alarm didn't go off. The sentinel who ran to report the news quickly came back. The 3000 garrison on Ping'an Street received the order. The comer was not the enemy, but the NAC reinforcements!

The soldiers standing on the wall were relieved.

In just three minutes, sweat has seeped from the palms of many people.

Just looking at the ferocious barrel under the steel airship, they couldn't hold up the courage to resist.

Even if it can block thousands of different kinds of huge wall, in front of that level of electromagnetic gun, I'm afraid it can't hold a shot.

Soon, the high-rise members of Shangjing survivors League walked out of the Pan Asia building one after another, arrived at the entrance of Ping'an Street by car, and climbed up the huge wall tower by elevator. When he came to a radio station, Ding Liwei took the walkie talkie from an officer's hand, looked at the airship in the sky and cleared his throat.

”I am Ding Liwei, the representative of Shangjing survivors' League and the head of Shangjing Second People's corps. On behalf of all the survivors of Shangjing City, I would like to thank you for coming. ”