This Game Is Too Realistic

The production of "Base 100" is in full swing.

Not only are there 300,000 "Cross Spider" engineering robots fighting at their jobs, there are also nearly 3,000 workers and engineers!

They are almost the top industry talents in the entire league!

Some of them come from the distant Ideal City, some from the Evernight Port in the Southern Hemisphere, or the shelters in the desert, as well as wastelanders who have learned advanced knowledge in Camp 101, etc.

Faced with the threat of doomsday, Dawn City Industrial Center, which gathers the strengths of hundreds of experts, once again demonstrated its shocking and terrifying production capacity to the major survivor forces in the wasteland.

The "Cross Spider" in the southern industrial park had just stepped out of the assembly line with its front legs. The battery was attached to its back legs and it was directly loaded onto a truck and sent into the foundry well of Base 100.

From the construction machinery welding steel to the screws in the casting wells, every unit running on the production line, both human and machine, is being pushed to the limit.

The terrifying industrial throughput even once strained the transportation resources of Luoye City, which is a railway transportation hub.

This situation of transportation capacity failing to catch up with productivity never happened even during the most anxious period of the war with the Southern Army.

In the manager's office of the Alliance Building, Song Xuelin, Minister of Industry, reported to Chu Guang the progress of the work during this period.

"...At present, all the production units of our 'No. 100 Vertical Casting Shaft' have been started. The first low-orbit defense platform is in production. The construction period is expected to be three months. If it is quick, the delivery will be completed in early June!"

The low-orbit defense platform is a defense countermeasure jointly discussed by professionals from various industries in the alliance, academies, and enterprises at a meeting. The tentative name is the "Trench" plan.

That is, defense platforms equipped with electromagnetic guns and high-power laser weapons are deployed in several low-Earth orbits.

These defense platforms are seen as alternatives to orbital debris.

Like sampans floating on the periphery of a port, they can prevent medium and long-range strategic weapon strikes through electromagnetic accelerated mass bombs.

Although Chu Guang knew very well that this production speed was already astonishing, he still couldn't help but frown when he thought of the current urgent situation.

"One ship every three months?"

Song Xuelin said with a wry smile.

"This is a huge systematic project. It is thanks to the help of colleges and enterprises that one ship can be built every three months... This speed is actually very fast."

After a pause, he continued.

"At present, the relevant industrial chain is still in the process of adjustment, and the technical personnel on the production line are not yet skilled. The first ship may be slower, but it should be faster once the first ship is completed."

Chu Guang nodded and did not say anything further on this issue.

The more urgent some things are, the harder it is to rush them.

Especially strategic materials.

He knows very well and gives it himself.

Once discounted.

This is what he doesn't want to see even more.

Seeing that Chu Guang did not continue to criticize the construction period, Song Xuelin finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to report the report while flipping through the documents in his hand.

"In addition, there is a logistics problem... The railway network in the central part of the River Valley Province is currently overloaded. Although we have a large number of mines and steel plants in the control areas outside the River Valley Province, the area in Dawn City Capacity is starting to be stretched.”

"The transportation capacity is not enough?" Chu Guang looked at him unexpectedly, and straightened up from the office chair with a little surprise, "Didn't there be a surplus of more than 30 yuan before?"

Railways are the blood vessels of the Alliance's industry. He has focused on developing the Alliance's railways since the Bone Chewing Rebellion. He even planned a Fallen Leaf City specifically to ensure the Alliance's logistics, serving as a hub for material exchange from east to west, north and south.

It was precisely because of his move at that time that the later alliance had the potential to radiate influence to Luoxia Province, Jinchuan Province and even the more distant Haiya Province.

After all, no matter how far the players can go on just two legs, it doesn't make any sense if the alliance's equipment and logistics can't get by.

In that case, I'm afraid a lot of time will be wasted waiting for resurrection.

Chu Guang even thought that the controllable fusion reactor in Dawn City might be tight, but he never thought that the rows of densely packed railway lines would be tight in capacity.

The products produced cannot be shipped in?

Is this possible in the wasteland?

Looking at the stunned Chu Guang, Song Xuelin said with sweat on his forehead.

"This... is indeed a dereliction of duty on our part. Originally, we judged that the growth rate of productivity could match the speed of improvement of our railway network, but the actual production capacity displayed by No. 100 Foundry Well exceeded our expectations, and its industrial throughput It is almost equivalent to the entire Dawn City Industrial Zone, and the occupation of transportation capacity is naturally the same..."

The back foot can't catch up with the front foot, but it's okay.

Hearing the answer from the Minister of Industry, Chu Guang was dumbfounded for a moment, not knowing whether to be happy or sigh.

However, Song Xuelin was right about one thing. Failure to take this into consideration was indeed a dereliction of duty on the part of the industrial sector.

"This kind of thing must be prepared in advance, and we cannot wait for the problem to occur before we think of solutions. It is time to conduct a review, but now we still need to think about how to solve this problem first."

Song Xuelin nodded with sweat dripping from his back.

"yes……"

Rather than continue to embarrass him about the mistake that had already occurred, Chu Guang tapped his index finger on the armrest of the office chair, thought for a moment and spoke.

"No. 100 Foundry Shaft cannot be moved, we can only find a way from other places... What do you think if part of the production capacity is transferred to the coast of the Death Coast in Haiya Province? I have been thinking about this before."

Song Xuelin said cautiously.

"I think so too, but considering that the settlement there is still in the early stages of development, I'm worried that the local area cannot afford the relocation of such a huge industry..."

"Don't worry about that," Chu Guang said with a smile, looking at the hesitant Minister of Industry. "Our Dawn City was originally ordered to be in danger and was built from the wilderness with nothing. Although the current situation is severe, compared with It was so much better in the early years!”

"Moreover, I have personally visited the Death Coast! Although the survivors there come from all over the world, they are not inferior to the survivors of Dawn City and Dawn City. They are even more knowledgeable and energetic than the latter. I believe they have the ability and confidence to shoulder the mission entrusted to them by the times.”

"Since you are so optimistic about them, I have nothing to add," Song Xuelin said with a smile, "I will convene an industry meeting as soon as possible and try to come up with a specific plan as soon as possible."

Chu Guang smiled and nodded.

"Go ahead."

For the alliance, the move of industry southward is actually inevitable, and preparations for this have been made a long time ago.

Container freight has inherent advantages over rail transportation, and industries such as aerospace are naturally better off being closer to the space elevator.

The biggest role of Shelter 100 is actually as an incubation base for the alliance's aerospace industry, just like the seed factory in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

Chu Guang's expectations for it were not just to build a few low-orbit defense platforms.

It has the potential to give birth to a forest.

…

Deep in the great desert, the center of the old world.

The stacked sand dunes have swallowed up the endless urban agglomerations, leaving only the broken walls and ruins that can be seen everywhere, recording the prosperity of the past.

Under the rusty steel structure, a battle-damaged off-road vehicle was speeding on the sand dunes.

After bypassing several fragments of the space elevator, the off-road vehicle finally stopped at the door of an abandoned building.

Just as the off-road vehicle came to a stop, about twenty soldiers wearing exoskeletons came out from the shadow of the ruins and surrounded the off-road vehicle.

The door of the off-road vehicle was opened, and a damaged power armor got out of the vehicle. He raised his hands to show that he had no ill intentions. At the same time, he opened the mask of his helmet, revealing the face of Malik, the captain of the "Desert Scorpion". .

"Don't be nervous, we're on our own."

Seeing Malik's face, the leading soldier did not relax his vigilance. Instead, he raised his clenched fists in alarm.

The rifles were instantly raised and aimed at "Malik" standing next to the off-road vehicle. They only waited for an order to beat him into pieces.

The medical miracle lying in the trunk saw the situation outside through the gap, and couldn't help but moaned "fuck".

Are you wearing a gang? !

Facing the black muzzles of the guns, "Malik" raised his hands with an indifferent expression, just looking at the leading soldier intently.

"I need an explanation."

The soldier sneered and pointed the rifle directly at the bridge of his nose.

"Explanation? It's you who should explain, Lieutenant Malik. You'd better explain clearly your schedule over the past week."

Hearing this, Zhuang Lan felt relieved and continued expressionlessly.

"I was ambushed by the Alliance while performing a mission in the southern desert. I have been evading their pursuit for a week. I will naturally explain the specific situation to my Army Operations Section... But I didn't expect that it would be so difficult for me. I escaped and came back, but I still had to face the guns of my own people."

These words seemed to have some effect. Several soldiers surrounding them exchanged glances. Although the guns in their hands were not lowered, their murderous intent was obviously weakened.

The same goes for the leading soldier.

He looked at Malik suspiciously, and slowly lowered the muzzle of the gun in his hand.

"You didn't defect?"

"Have you ever seen a defector come back on his own initiative?" Malik looked at him and said sullenly, "I did mess up the matter, but it's not entirely my fault. Who would have thought that we met when we arrived at our destination? Not the little mice of the Watch, but a group of regular soldiers with live ammunition."

"We were not prepared at all. Wallen died on the spot, as well as several of my teams. Even I almost told him where it was! Damn... I even suspected that the alliance had dug the signal from the beginning. Damn it, the intelligence system must take at least half of the blame!"

That expression of righteous indignation didn't seem to be fake, it was as if he had really been tricked by one of his own people.

The medical miracle who was hiding in the trunk and watching a good show couldn't help but sigh. Although it wasn't his turn to appear yet, he already felt that way...as if he was really captured.

The leading soldier stared at Malik intently. In the end, the balance of trust and suspicion was dominated by the former.

He waved his hand, and two soldiers wearing exoskeletons came forward to inspect the off-road vehicle. Then they opened the trunk and saw the guy who was tied into a rice dumpling and twisting hard.

"Who is this person?"

"People from the Alliance," Malik said with a sneer on his expressionless face, "I caught this unlucky bastard when I was escaping. Unfortunately, the pursuers were chasing me too closely, and I had no chance to escape from it. Something stuck out of his mouth."

So far, the soldier on duty had basically believed what he said.

He waved to the soldiers standing next to the off-road vehicle and motioned for them to take the prisoners away, then he looked at Malik and continued.

"I just contacted the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and they expressed surprise that you came back alive. I guess they have a lot of questions waiting for you."

Malik smiled to himself.

"It seems that I am already dead in their eyes."

"Don't think so, brother," the soldier glanced at him sympathetically, then looked at his raised hands, "put your hands down, welcome home."

Malik put down his raised hands, took the soldier's right hand and shook it.

When he let go, the soldier suddenly took out a gun-shaped detector and scanned his eyes.

If you are not familiar with the Enlightenment Society, you might mistake it for a pistol and react excessively, thus exposing your identity.

However, Malik was so familiar with these processes that this level of probing was of no use to him, and instead made him want to laugh.

"Do you believe me now?" Malik said mockingly, looking at the soldier playing with the iris scanner gun.

"Don't show up, it's just a routine matter." The soldier smiled and put away the iris scanner, "Please follow me, Lieutenant Malik."

Malik glanced at the prisoner who was taken down and asked casually.

"Where is the prisoner?"

The soldier said with a smile.

"You don't need to worry about his affairs, just leave him to us."

Malik gave instructions.

"Remember to interrogate him properly."

The soldier said with a cruel smile.

"Don't worry, we won't make it easy for him."

Seeing the ferocious smile on his face, Zhuang Lan's heart twitched slightly, but he did not intercede for the prisoner.

It would be redundant to say anything at this time. Not only would it not be able to help the friend in the alliance, it might actually cause the entire plan to completely fail.

She is now Lieutenant Malik, a disciple of the Enlightenment Society, an active officer of the "New People's Alliance" authority, and the captain of the Desert Scorpion.

Without saying another word, she put on Malik's mask and followed the leading soldier with a high head, like a defeated warrior, towards the entrance of the legendary Vault 13. .

At the same time, in deep space 36,000 kilometers away from the earth, a silver-gray scientific research ship was slowly passing through an asteroid belt composed of the remains of a space station.

The fragmented alloy structures were like unengraved tombstones, standing silently in a silent cemetery.

Compared with that magnificent giant structure, the academy's research ship is like a child's toy.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Jiang Xuezhou had a trace of nervousness on his face.

Although the deflector shield can deflect space junk, it still has no way to deal with junk that is larger than a scientific research ship.

They were not very lucky. They were about to reach their destination, but they ran into this "garbage patch" that passed through the synchronous orbit.

But they no longer have time to wait for this piece of garbage to float away, so now they can only bite the bullet.

It was different from Jiang Xuezhou who was nervously driving on the edge of the giant structure.

Ye Shizhen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked like a tourist, opening his mouth in surprise as he looked at the majestic space junk outside the cockpit.

What he saw completely overturned his inherent impression of garbage in the sky.

He thought that the space junk was the size of a can, but at this moment, it looked like something like the moon was slapped directly in his face.

This is an exaggeration.

Of course, the space station wreckage here cannot be as big as the moon.

However, there is still enough space for one or two aircraft carriers.

The most advanced spacecraft on the earth is like dandruff on the head of a giant placed here, and the so-called "eye of mankind" placed here is not even comparable to a slightly larger piece of debris.

What a spectacle!

Facing this situation, all Ye Shi could think of was this word.

"Fuck..."

Jiang Xuezhou, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at him, with a slight smile on his lips.

What she admired most was the strange expression on this guy's face.

"City of Dreams."

Ye Shi looked at her confused.

"What?"

"Dream City, one of the miraculous buildings of the Prosperous Era," Jiang Xuezhou said slowly while operating the spaceship, "It is said to be a permanent space station with artificial gravity and day and night rotation... at least that's what the advertisement says. of."

Ye Shi scratched his helmet.

"Why does this name sound like the Utopia Monster?"

Jiang Xuezhou smiled faintly.

"Is there a possibility that the name Ideal City was taken from the history of the Prosperity Era and was given to them?"

There are actually many similar situations.

Such as the city of Avente.

In the history of the Wilantites, the settlement was named after a soldier who conquered that settlement, but this does not explain why the city of Aventre was also called Aventre before it was conquered by the legions.

According to the history investigated by the college, this settlement was actually named after a pre-war community. The local survivors simply used the previous name for convenience. The so-called special meaning was actually added by the Wilrant people. .

As the main survivor force in the wasteland, the culture of the Wilant people is actually affecting the People's Lianyu.

Ye Shi looked at Jiang Xuezhou blankly.

"...Is there any other way to say this?"

"It's just speculation, just listen to it, don't take it too seriously," Jiang Xuezhou shrugged and said, "I heard that many people on the Zhiyuan are investors who bought off-plan properties in Dream City... because according to the Business plan for Dream City, a space giant that will regularly cruise between Earth and Reach."

Ye Shi couldn't help but sigh.

"...This is so crazy."

Jiang Xuezhou nodded in agreement and continued to cast his gaze into the deep space outside the cockpit.

"That's right. But considering the background of the times, graviton technology had made major breakthroughs at that time. The mass delivered by the warp engine was getting larger and larger, and the cruising distance of the spacecraft was getting farther and farther. It's not surprising that people would think so. . People in the old era still dreamed of colonizing Mars with chemical fuel rockets, and even almost succeeded. There is nothing ridiculous about this."

"Haha..." Ye Shi laughed dryly, feeling that he had been shot lying down for no reason.

Jiang Xuezhou didn't notice the abnormality in his expression. He just took a deep breath and said in a calm tone.

"Notify your teammates to prepare..."

"We're getting there."