Seeing everyone's terrified and begging eyes from the surveillance camera, Zhang Heng only felt a sense of pleasure in his heart.

The most primitive rule in this world is the prey of the weak. No matter how far civilization is developed, it cannot escape the iron rule of the prey of the weak.

Some people may think that Zhang Heng was too much. Those other people did not even hurt him. Zhang Heng used such cruel means to torture these enemies, but they may have forgotten that if Zhang Heng did not have the power to resist this group of people, then in the end, his fate would never be much better than the current group of people. The destruction of family and death would be the lightest outcome.

This group of people will be imprisoned for a month, and Zhang Heng was not interested in observing them all the time. However, Yuehua would keep staring here, watching these people slowly peel off the cloak of civilization, slowly transform from humans into a group of primitive beasts, fighting each other, and treating the same kind as food to survive...

Zhang Heng will carve these pictures into CDs and send them to the family behind this group of people as gifts for the upcoming New Year.

Next, after he gave Yuehua everything, he entered the radiation plane again.

Zhang Heng appeared at the office of the head of the top floor of the Fortress in the Central Star City. When he opened his eyes, he saw a very modern town outside the window!

Five-story buildings that are shoulder to shoulder spread from their feet to the distant city walls. The town is full of street lights and trees. The clean and tidy main roads divide the city into four large pieces, and there are pedestrians walking by in groups of three or three on the street. Although it is still a bit deserted, it is much better than when the door was deserted a few months ago.

Occasionally, you can see cloned warriors wearing new heavy infantry armor patrol by. When these giant warriors pass by, pedestrians will automatically give way, and at the same time show an envious and jealous look.

It is important that the wasteland world has power, so in their opinion, being able to become a high-level power armored warrior itself represents strength and excellence, and being able to fill your stomach as you wish.

At the bottom of the castle is a row of iron frames made of steel bars and iron wire, and three or four corpses that were beaten to pieces were hung on this rough and primitive iron frame. These people were robbed in the Star City and forced to fight against wasteland thugs, and now they were hung in the city to shock those pedestrians with other thoughts.

At the entrance of the four city gates in the distance, there were hundreds of corpses hanging in the distance. The bodies were densely hung, all of which were members of the Iron Brotherhood and the Railway Organization. There were rows of bumpy bullet craters on the gates and walls of Star City.

Obviously, during the period when Zhang Heng left, Adam, Gu Zhan and others had already fought with the Boston organizations.

"Sir, you are back."

Just as Zhang Heng was observing the town under his feet, an electronically synthesized male voice came out.

Zhang Heng turned his head slightly and saw a holographic projection of crab-shaped lines in the room appeared in the air. It was neither someone else, but the supercomputer Alpha organized by the academy.

"Let Adam and Gu Zhan come to see me." Zhang Heng nodded, poured himself a bottle of agave from the coffee table at hand, and then sat on the sofa behind him.

In just over ten minutes, two heavy footsteps were heard outside the door, and soon the door of the city lord's office was knocked.

"Please come in." Zhang Heng took a sip of the agave and spoke.

I saw Adam and Gu Zhan walking into the room together in infantry armor, and then they took off their helmets at the same time and bowed their heads, "Your Excellency Commander!"

"How is the situation in Star City during this period?" Zhang Heng asked lightly.

"There are already 532 intern residents in the city, including 332 men and 200 women. Eight of them rented the city's storefronts, and the daily traffic is about 3,000. Most of them are scavengers and figures in nearby shelters demanding exchange of goods, and a small number of them come to beg and find jobs."

“What about the situation in the college?”

"The academy is completely under our control. It has also opened the Underground Dynamics Department as required and has made every effort to develop the Eagle Falcon fighter. It has now made a test prototype and completed the test flight, and all capabilities have met the requirements."

Zhang Heng's eyes lit up and he immediately stood up, "Very good, take me to see."

The three left the room and walked to the only elevator in the entire fortress, and then the elevator descended straight downward.

Below the fortress is the underground base of the college. Zhang Heng simply built an elevator directly through the first floor of the college to the bottom floor. When the elevator door opened again, Zhang Heng saw an underground pneumatic center.

"His Excellency Commander, you are here." A middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses and a big beard came forward, with a group of scientists behind him...

"What are you?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"We are researchers in the pneumatic department of the college. I am Mark Dawson. Just call me Mark."

"Hello, Mr. Mark." Zhang Heng took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

"Hello, hello!" Mark was immediately flattered.

Although Zhang Heng treated the enemy with ruthlessness, he was still very tolerant of his own people. He saw that he shook hands with everyone who came to greet him patiently, and then said, "Time is limited, let's take a look at the new aircraft."

"Of course, please." Mark led Zhang Heng forward and said as he walked, "This underground pneumatic center was built by the Academy a long time ago, but because it has been underground, it has never been opened. There are eight conventional wind tunnels and twenty-one special wind tunnels. It has complete aerodynamic experimental research capabilities. The Academy also allocated 5% of the computing resources for our research on alpha supercomputing."

"Is it only five percent?" Zhang Heng frowned and looked up at the ceiling, "Alpha, are you there?"

"Always, sir." Alpha's voice echoed directly from the speaker.

“The computing resources of the underground pneumatic center are increasing by 10 percent.”

"I understand, sir."

Mark and the scientists around him suddenly showed surprise. Although Alpha's 10% ability is indeed huge, as a research department, who would mind being more efficient? What's more, their department has not been valued due to its geographical location. Now the new leader has strengthened their treatment as soon as they arrive. Everyone is ready to be reused.

The so-called wind tunnel is a large-scale test facility that generates and controls airflow in artificial ways and is used to simulate the flow of gas around an aircraft or entity. The value of this facility is even greater than that of a shield machine. If you want to build an aircraft, a wind tunnel is indispensable.

In reality, Zhang Heng has no industrial ability to manufacture wind tunnels at all, so he can make Yuehua design and research and manufacture in radiation planes. Only when the radiation world that has surpassed the actual technology for hundreds of years can he have the ability to create Yuehua-designed aircraft.
Chapter completed!