I’m Making Equipment In The Wasteland

An unexpected live broadcast caused an uproar throughout the Federation.

For a long time, the frontline of the Federation has hardly been known in the entire Federation. For the residents of the major dungeons, the frontline is too far away from them, and the stories there have nothing to do with their lives.

Those living lives that died in the ice and snow are just a series of cold numbers for people.

Regarding the front line of the Federation, their knowledge is that there is a group of people stationed in the bitter cold zone of the northeast of the Federation. Every year, they will deploy personnel from various dungeons to resist the red sickle and resist the beast tide.

Of course, there is actually a deliberate act of the Federation behind this. Since the emergence of Zhao Changan and the front line of the Federation has been out of control, the Federation has begun to conduct public opinion control on the front line, and Zhao Chang'an's influence in the Federation has gradually declined.

It is precisely because of this that, in addition to the older generation, the younger generation has gradually become unfamiliar with the frontline, and even began to resist and resent the frontline under the intention of the Federation.

But now, with a live broadcast that suddenly appeared, the memories that were once dusty have been opened again.

In the 0860 underground city, Zhou Zihao, who had been busy, looked at the holographic terminal on the wall with a dull expression.

"What are you doing! Hurry up and deliver the goods! Customers are still waiting!" Lao Zhou didn't care about the sweat on his forehead. At this moment, he was holding two big boxes.

Zhou Zihao seemed unheard, his eyes still fixed on the screen.

Lao Zhou looked more and more angry, and finally threw the box in his hand on the ground. He walked quickly to Zhou Zihao and raised his slap.

But the slap hadn't gone down yet. When Lao Zhou saw the picture on the holographic screen, he was stunned.

What was cast on the holographic picture was the front-line picture.

The tide of beasts seemed to hit the city wall endlessly, and above the city wall were soldiers running back and forth.

The projection on the screen is quite clear, and you can even see everyone's face and the hideous appearance of the beast.

Explosions and roars continued one after another, and the roars of the human warriors were intertwined with the grotesque screams of the colonists.

Blood and gunpowder continued to flow, death and killing never stopped.

At the same time, a cold voice-over sounded in the ears of Lao Zhou and his son.

"What you see now is what is happening on the front line of the northeast of the Federation. The tide of beasts from the polar regions is impacting the front line. Our soldiers are using their blood to resist the attack and guard our homeland."

"We are not afraid of sacrifice. Behind us is home."

"But now, we don’t have enough ammunition. We can only watch these young soldiers die here. They also have parents and love. They should belong to their own Life..."

The woman's words did not go on, but everyone knew what the woman wanted to say.

The battle on the screen continued, Zhou Zihao clenched his fists.

"Father, Jiang Liu was also transferred to the front line before."

Zhou Zihao suddenly became a little worried about Jiang Liu, and he didn't know how his classmate was on the front line now.

Old Zhou sighed melanly, he took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it.

I think back then, he was also a soldier on the front line of the Federation, but later, before the Battle of the Blood Plain, he was greedy for life and fear of death and chose to retire. The group of old comrades in the army also died in the end, disappeared and disappeared.

Old Zhou sighed quietly, he owed his life to the old general and his comrades...

Old Monday slapped Zhou Zihao on the shoulder: "Son, maybe you go to the front line."

Zhou Zihao:? ? ?

Zhou Zihao, who was still worried about Jiang Liu just now, was stunned. He turned his head to look at Lao Zhou in amazement.

"Father, are you serious?!"

Lao Zhou slapped Zhou Zihao's head: "Do you think I'm serious, your father, I owed General Zhao my life back then."

"I'm so old, and it's not appropriate to go to the front line. Isn't your classmate there? People can go, why can't you go."

"You'll be packing things at home these days, daddy, I'll take you there." Lao Zhou just made the decision.

The same thing is happening at the same time in various places in the Federation. The former frontline veterans either pack up their bags and prepare to go to the front line, or send their own children to the front line.

In the 001 dungeon, Diana, who was urgently transferred back, looked at Own's father with a puzzled expression, and what was shown in front of the two was also a live broadcast of the Federal Front.

"Father, although we and Jiang Liu are currently in a cooperative relationship, there is no need to help them in this way, right?"

Diana was puzzled by what her father had done.

The reason why the Federation will support the frontline this time is directly related to the promotion of their steel core consortium.

In order to promote the action to support the front line, the Steel Core Consortium even gave up some of its interests.

This is totally unacceptable to Diana.

Although the Steel Core Consortium has a strategic cooperative relationship with Jiangliu, the strategic cooperation between the two parties is based on a win-win situation, rather than cutting meat and feeding eagles.

Haywood said slowly: "Diana, although I have been teaching you how to run a consortium over the years, I have also taught you how to be a person."

"Although we are the makers of the rules, we are also human beings. People naturally have their own seven emotions and six desires."

"Since you are a person, you have own preferences and own beliefs."

"Father, I, I have been choosing steel cores all my life. I owe them to the frontline, and I want to pay them back."

Heywood seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the gloomy sky outside the window and said: "The entire federation owes the front line and owes Zhao Changan an answer."

It was the first time Diana saw her father look like this. She followed her father's gaze and looked out the window.

Sunlight poured into the room, turning the flying ashes into dancing gold shavings.

"Father, what should we do next? Do you want to force this live broadcast to be closed?" Diana looked a little worried.

The appearance of this live broadcast was too sudden. If the other party continues to live broadcast, the influence of the federal front may reach an unprecedented height.

That is extremely detrimental to the entire Federation, including the Steel Core Consortium.

Heywood didn't know this, but he had a different view on it.

He crossed his hands with a sly smile on his face: "Diana, what do you think is the basis for our Steel Core Consortium to become the top ten consortium?"

Diana said without hesitation: "technology and knowledge."

Heywood nodded and said: "Yes, then you think that no matter how strong the front line is, can he surpass us in this respect?"

Heywood's words made Diana ponder, she seemed to know what her father wanted to say.

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