I’m Making Equipment In Wasteland

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This month is definitely the hardest month for Jiang Liu in the past two decades. Waking up in the morning is a series of training. Zhao Changan has a very strong sense of Jiang Liu's own origin.

Each time, Jiang Liu chose to let him rest when he couldn't support it completely, and after he finished training, it was a new round of knowledge instillation.

The identity of Zhao Changan's S-level professional is not a vain name. Under his guidance, things that were once obscure and difficult to understand are now suddenly realized.

Of course, one month is not enough. Zhao Changan's original words are that one month of intensive training lays the foundation, and the rest is to grind through time.

In Zhao Changan's study, Jiang Liu and Zhao Changan are sitting opposite each other.

"Here?" Zhao Changan said without raising his head.

"Well, teacher, what shall we study today?" Jiang Liu opened the terminal quite consciously.

Zhao Changan waved his hand and said, "I don't learn anything today. I told you before that I will show you some people in a month. Now it's just a month."

With a wave of Zhao Changan's hand, a gift box about half the size of a human appeared on the tabletop.

"Go, change clothes, we'll leave in a while."

"Go!"

Jiang Liu held the gift box while walking, and when he returned to the room, he opened the gift box. Inside this gift box is a set of pure black dresses without any patterns on the surface, and it is full of texture to reach out and touch.

Jiang Liu quickly changed his clothes. He stood in front of the floor mirror in the room and looked at himself in the mirror.

His fair skin formed a sharp contrast with this black suit. The exquisite features and decent clothes made Jiang Liu look glamorous.

Jiang Liu took a deep breath. He walked out of the room and saw Zhao Changan sitting in the living room.

When the old man saw Jiang Liu, his eyes lit up, and he praised him even more: "Sure enough, people rely on clothes and horses and saddles. Your kid is really good in this suit."

Zhao Changan got up, patted his **** fairly casually, and buttoned his nostrils by the way.

"Okay, let's go, teacher, I will take you to meet the world today,"

Jiang Liu followed Zhao Changan out of the courtyard. An off-road vehicle was parked on a clean and clear street in the past.

This car is painted black as a whole, with huge wheels and heavy outer protective panels, which all show that this car is definitely not something ordinary people can own.

Zhao Changan was the first to rush into the car, and by the way, he waved his head to Jiang Liu outside the car.

"Your kid is stunned. What are you doing? Come up quickly, we are going to set off." Zhao Changan waved his hand to Jiang Liu.

Only then did Jiang Liu react. He hurriedly got into the car. After getting in the car, he discovered that the interior of the car is very different. Not to mention the spacious interior. There are still a few firearms hanging behind the first row of seats. This should be for the event of an encounter. Attack, can counterattack immediately...

Jiang Liu's mouth twitched, and it was hard to imagine what kind of mentality the designer who designed this car had in order to design such a thing.

There is no one in the car except Zhao Changan. This is a fully self-driving car. The old God Zhao Changan was keeping his mouth shut, which made Jiang Liu feel a little bit unable to sit still.

"Teacher, you haven't said yet, who are we going to meet on earth?" Jiang Liu asked.

Zhao Changan glanced at Jiang Liu and replied: "When you wait, you will know it naturally, kid, a little bit patient."

Yes, I didn't ask what I wanted to ask, but was mocked by my cheap teacher.

Jiang Liu simply turned his head to admire the scenery outside the window and stopped asking more questions.

The vehicle went round and round, and soon came to the resident center. Jiang Liu looked at the scene outside the car window in surprise.

He knew this place, and it could even be said that no soldier on the front line knew where it was.

The front-line headquarters is said to be brightly lit all year round. Every day countless orders are issued from here to the professionals under its jurisdiction.

"Teacher, what are we doing here?" Jiang Liu asked suspiciously.

Zhao Changan opened the door calmly and got out of the car.

"How come your kid has so many questions today, do you think you are a hundred thousand why? Get out of the car!"

As soon as Jiang Liu got out of the car, he saw an acquaintance again, and Cook Wright, a black man who had a relationship before, stood respectfully in front of Zhao Changan.

"General, the commander has been waiting for a long time."

Zhao Changan stretched out his hand and gently stroked Cook Wright's shoulders, and said with rare gentleness: "You kid, you've finally grown up over the years, but how come this hair hasn't grown anymore."

"..."

Jiang Liu's cheek muscles trembled, and his master's remarks were indeed a bit of a laugh.

In contrast to Cook Wright, the black man couldn't laugh or cry. Facing Zhao Changan, he didn't dare to speak out even though he was reluctant to do so.

"General, let's go. Let me lead the way. Our headquarters has undergone many repairs over the years, and it's not the same as before." Cook Wright said.

The black man finally turned his gaze on Jiang Liu when he said, he looked at Jiang Liu deeply, his expression unchanged.

The two looked at each other, and Jiang Liu nodded slightly to say hello.

Under Cook's leadership, Zhao Changan and Jiang Liu quickly entered the command center of the federal front.

The three passed through the noisy command matrix, and finally turned left and right into a small but quiet room.

The decoration in the room is quite simple, with a few chairs besides a table.

Cook Wright motioned for the two to sit first.

"General, I'm going to inform the commander, they will come soon."

Zhao Changan was not polite, and sat down on the chair with a comfortable sigh.

"You are busy with you, there is no need to work hard for this old man like me."

Cook quickly showed a smile~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although he said that, he never took it seriously. After all, who didn't know how much Zhao Changan had made to the federal front.

At this moment Jiang Liu was still standing in place, Zhao Changan beckoned and cursed when he saw it, "What are you kidding about here, hurry up, come and sit."

After Jiang Liu heard this, he simply sat beside Zhao Changan. He watched the surroundings with interest. This was the first time he had come to the frontline headquarters.

After a while, the originally closed door was opened, and the first person to enter was an old man. The old man had a pair of iron gray eyes, a tall hooked nose, and a slightly sparse white hair, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

This old man Jiang Liu has seen it, not because it is a love story, but has definitely seen him, whether it is in the 0860 dungeon or on the front line, he will always see this old man on the terminal.

Yul Malken, the current federal commander.

Yule first smiled heartily when he came in, and then stepped forward to hug Zhao Changan who got up.

Zhao Changan hugged the other party and said with a smile: "You are not dead, you have not seen you in a few years, and your hair has become less!"