Let you upgrade alone, you lead the country into the heavens

While thinking, I had passed through the rusty container area, and outside was the transfer area between the warehouse and the container area.

There is only one giant steel beast here, with its propellers retracted backwards, lying dormant on the ground.

On the left and right of this aircraft are soldiers occupying the warehouse and dispatch center.

Chandler was a little surprised.

There are at least fifty armed men in this group.

"Shit, why are there so many of them!" Slattery's face darkened.

Chandler took a deep breath.

"Relax, they're not here to fight us!"

After saying that, he gestured to Jet.

"I'll take two people over to take a look. You stay here and obey Lesteri's command if anything unexpected happens!"

"Yes!" Sergeant Major Jet nodded.

Lester stared straight ahead.

If these guys dare to launch an attack, notify the Nathan immediately and use naval guns and Tomahawk missiles to teach them a lesson!

While he was thinking, the captain had already set off.

As he walked forward, Chandler couldn't help but look at the newcomer with curiosity.

He was a little surprised to see two people beside the leading young man.

How did the Slavs and the Chinese get together?

And what are they going to North America for?

With all kinds of questions in mind, Chandler stopped and looked at the newcomer with scrutiny.

"Slavs, Chinese, what are you doing in North America?"

Artyom simply translated.

Hearing this, Zhang Xuan responded calmly.

"We are here to end the apocalypse. As for you in North America, I think the Indian tribes have something to say."

Chandler frowned slightly.

"This is our territory now. As for the end of the doomsday..."

Halfway through his words, he glanced at the task force soldiers around him, his face full of distrust.

"Believe it or not, we just plan to rest again, inspect the plane and refuel." Zhang Xuan didn't want to waste words, so he raised his hand to signal the soldiers behind him to prepare to leave.

Seeing this, Chandler's eyes flashed slightly.

Come to North America to end the apocalypse?

He couldn't help but think of the mission the Nathan had carried out before the disaster.

Keep silent and escort a microbiologist to the Arctic to collect primitive microorganisms dormant in the glaciers.

But after collecting the samples, as soon as the Nathan was released from silent mode, the whole world became extremely quiet.

Overnight, the world was taken over by a monster called the Night Demon. Countries have lost their organizational capabilities, and after eliminating the Night Demon, there are only a few living people left.

Humanity is on the verge of extinction.

Coming back to his senses, Chandler's heart sank again.

They came to North America, does that mean the virus came from North America?

That makes sense; the politicians in the White House are capable of anything.

Thinking of this, Chandler looked up and asked.

"Are you here looking for an antidote?"

After hearing the translation, Zhang Xuan was a little surprised.

This was all guessed?

He decisively stopped hiding it and nodded.

"Yes, you plan to stop us?"

Chandler's eyes flickered.

Logically, he should prevent these outsiders from entering the Federation.

But now is the end of the world, and the Nathan has not received any orders except the orders before departure.

Perhaps, ending the apocalypse is the Nathan's natural mission.

He raised his head and smiled relaxedly.

"No, we only live for ourselves now and won't stop you."

"On the contrary, our goals are the same."

Zhang Xuan looked up in surprise.

This American ship's captain is quite aware of the current situation.

So, President Zhang extended his hand and introduced himself.

"Zhang Xuan, current president of the Human Mutual Aid Association!"

Upon hearing this, Artyom looked at President Zhang helplessly.

How do you want me to translate this?

He simply translated only the mutual aid association.

As if feeling that the translation was incomplete, an Asian Marine whispered something to add to his captain's remarks.

Chandler also introduced himself.

"Tom Chandler, Captain of the Nathan."

After introducing himself, Chandler couldn't help but glance at everyone, a hint of curiosity flashing across his face.

The Chinese and the Slavs actually came together.

Could it be that the red country on the other side of the ocean has been rebuilt to the point where it has the spare capacity to send personnel abroad for rescue?

There is also the name of the Mutual Aid Society of All Heavens, which seems to imply that they can set foot in other parallel worlds. What an international joke.

Thinking of all these questions, he couldn't help but ask.

"Zhang, have you started rebuilding?"

"Yes, we are currently gathering survivors from all over the place. It may take some time to end the doomsday." Zhang Xuan answered conservatively.

Chandler fell silent.

To put it simply, there has been no progress.

But it is not easy to organize large-scale rescue efforts and fulfill government responsibilities when order collapses.

He also knew there were several survivor communities around him that he could rally around.

But many communities would rather maintain the status quo than trust the military and the government.

Some survivors even firmly believe that the apocalypse is a huge conspiracy and that the federal government is deliberately clearing out the population.

Some also believe that the virus leaked to certain federal government laboratories.

It is extremely difficult to organize them.

Thinking of this, Chandler's eyes became complicated.

Some survivors would rather wander alone with their dogs than trust the government, while the country across the ocean has already begun mobilizing for reconstruction.

There was something wrong with the Federation, but he couldn't tell where.

Suppressing these distracting thoughts, Chandler exhaled a breath of foul air.

"Zhang, what you've accomplished is quite impressive, and we haven't even started yet."

"I would like to join you on this mission."

"Okay, after it's done, we can give you a share of the samples and data." Zhang Xuan did not refuse.

"Please allow us to go back and prepare." Chandler said, and left with two Marines.

On the way, he suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Wait, I haven’t asked Zhang yet why their mutual aid organization wants to bring in Zhutian.

Well, it should just be a prefix for a certain restaurant or a certain hotel.

"Captain, what's the situation?" Slattery met the captain of the Nathan and asked seriously.

Chandler glanced back at the Jumping Hawk helicopter and responded.

"They are not here to cause trouble. They are here in North America to find a cure for the disease."

"You mean, a specific medicine for the KV virus!" Slattery was a little surprised.

He asked again in confusion.

"What are they doing in North America? Could it be..."