202: Chapter 202 Formation of the Fourth World Construction Corps

USA, CIA Headquarters.

Davis stared at the real-time social media data of Great Xia captured on the big screen.

The bullet-comment-like information stream refreshed hundreds of times per second, all of which were contents related to military trains, veteran soldiers, and the mountainous areas of Southern Jiangsu.

"It is the Southwest again. It is Tianmen Base again."

He turned his head to look at Michael Chen.

"Chen, where is Su Mingyuan's profile?"

"Still checking." Michael Chen shook his head, "All databases are blank, as if this person never existed."

Davis stared at the sentence on the screen that had been reposted thirty million times, and remained silent for a few seconds.

"Find him for me. No matter what method I use, find this Su Mingyuan, maybe we can figure out what is going on with all of this."

...

Time passed very quickly.

The conscription work of one million veterans only took three days.

This number would be a fantasy in any country, but Great Xia achieved it.

There were even more than 800,000 veterans who did not receive the conscription call, yet they proactively went to the local Veterans Affairs Bureau to ask to be on the list.

However, the first batch only set a quota of one million, and these extra registered veterans could only be postponed to the second batch.

Staff members of the Veterans Affairs Bureau recalled later that the biggest workload during those days was not conscription, but persuading people to withdraw.

"Many old comrades are in their fifties, have old injuries on their bodies, and cannot pass the physical examination. You tell them they do not meet the conditions, but they refuse to leave, standing at the door and asking you — My leg is lame and I cannot carry a gun, but I can cook, repair cars, and move things, can you let me go?"

"There is also an 82-year-old veteran from the Self-Defense Counterattack against the Monkey Country, hanging three military merit medals on his chest, coming with a crutch. We said you were too old, and he pounded his crutch on the ground, saying I can carry ammunition boxes weighing over 100 jin, do you dare to say I am old?"

"In the end, he was still not allowed to go. The old gentleman stood at the door for quite a while, without making a sound, and finally gave a salute and turned away."

"He walked very slowly, but his back was straight."

These things did not make the news, nor did anyone shoot videos and post them online.

Those who knew kept it in their hearts, and those who did not know would never know.

Upon arriving at Tianmen Base and filling out the archives, the diversion began on the same day.

The process was very fast, following the same routine as dividing arms in the military — according to archives, according to specialties, according to physical conditions, going wherever they should go.

Those born as engineering soldiers were incorporated into the infrastructure sequence.

Those born as armored soldiers were added to the establishment of tanks and armored vehicles.

Communication soldiers, medical soldiers, and logistics soldiers each returned to their positions.

There was also a group of special forces soldiers and reconnaissance soldiers who were singled out, arranged for centralized training first, and subsequently participated in the selection of mecha drivers.

These people did not need anyone to teach them or lead them, and they could get started on the day they reported.

After all, they had all done this before.

One million people were quickly divided up.

Zombie World consumed 500,000.

After the breeding plan was fully rolled out, the feeding area expanded threefold, and the supporting crystal core recycling System was also built up. It was just that manpower had always been insufficient, and now it was finally completed.

Giant World took away 300,000. The mining of skyfall steel was the main bulk, and the ore veins went deep into the mountains, relying entirely on manpower cooperating with machinery to chisel inward meter by meter.

Zerg World took 200,000.

Radiation cleanup after the nuclear strike was a hard job. Wearing fully enclosed protective suits and working in a temperature of forty degrees, ordinary people could not last two hours before needing to be replaced.

But among this batch of veterans, quite a few were born as chemical defense soldiers, who were crystal clear about the operation procedures in a radiation environment and could start working right away.

Entering three worlds simultaneously, the portal ran continuously for three days and three nights without stopping.

The remaining people served as reserve forces and temporarily stayed at Tianmen Base for adaptive training.

Su Mingyuan looked at the real-time data panels of the three worlds in the Command Center of Tianmen Base and took a sip of tea.

[Zombie World portal]

Daily cargo throughput: 280,000 tons.

Cumulative transportation: 7 million tons.

Number of delivered citizens: 2.6 million.

[Giant World portal]

Daily cargo throughput: 350,000 tons.

Cumulative transportation: 6 million tons.

Number of delivered citizens: 2 million.

[Zerg World portal]

Daily cargo throughput: 200,000 tons.

Cumulative transportation: 2.4 million tons.

Number of delivered citizens: 600,000.

Once the people were in place, things would be easy to handle.

The construction progress of the three worlds was nearly twice as fast as the previous week.

Material throughput, base expansion speed, and resource output efficiency, all curves were going upward.

But he did not have time to be happy for too long.

Because the countdown had reached the last twelve hours.

The fourth portal was about to open immediately.

Su Mingyuan put down his teacup, stood up, and walked to the square.

On the core square of Tianmen Base, the location of the fourth portal had been circled in advance, standing side by side with the other three portals, and the number "Four" was written on the ground.

But what Su Mingyuan cared about was not these.

What he cared about was that the prompt information of this portal was different from the previous three times.

The previous three times, the prompts of the System were "The portal will open in XX hours, with a duration of XX hours".

There was closing when there was opening, and there was a time window.

The portal of Zombie World only lasted for 1 minute when it opened for the first time, and it later became permanently fixed.

Giant World and Zerg World were also in a similar mode, temporary first and then permanent.

But this time, the prompt of the System was very simple —

[portal duration: permanently fixed]

There was no temporary stage, directly permanent.

What did this mean?

Su Mingyuan was not sure.

Perhaps the rules of the portal System had changed, or perhaps it was caused by the particularity of this world.

But no matter what the reason was, permanently fixed meant that he did not have to worry about the portal suddenly closing, and could calmly deploy related personnel.

Of course, calm deployment did not mean lowering one's guard.

The experience of the first three worlds told him that every new world might have threats exceeding expectations.

Zombie World looked simple, but it turned out to spawn a Level 4 zombie that could crash and collapse a hundred-meter-tall building with one headbutt.

Giant World looked like it only had giants of a dozen meters, but it turned out to spawn a God-level Giant four hundred meters tall.

Zerg World looked like a sea-of-insects tactic, but the core area hid a monster that could shoot down a reconnaissance plane at an altitude of 20,000 meters.

What would the Fourth World have?

He did not know.

Therefore, he thought about the force configuration this time for a long time.

First was the mecha.

A week ago, Great Xia only had a total of fifteen mechas.

Now this number had turned into one hundred and fifty.

The growth speed was so fast, relying on the industrial foundation accumulated by Great Xia for decades.

Industrial chains, raw Materials, and skilled workers were all ready-made.

Before, they could not build them not because they did not know how to build, but because they lacked mecha technology, let alone skyfall steel and crystal cores.

Now Materials and technology were in place, factories were running at full horsepower, and a dozen units could roll off the assembly line in a day.

One hundred and fifty-two mechas sounded like a lot, but when divided among four worlds, it was not enough.

Zombie World kept thirty units, mainly used for the warning of the feeding area and the disposal of sudden situations.

Giant World kept thirty units. There was the threat of the God-level Giant over there, so they dared not put fewer.

Zerg World kept twenty units. The unknown existence in the core area was always a hidden danger.

As for the rest, Su Mingyuan kept ten units in the reserve warehouse as a means to cope with sudden situations in countries like the USA.

That is to say, what he could take out for the Fourth World was sixty mechas.