Chapter 4: First Androids

"Waiting is always difficult.

An android takes 24 hours to conceive.

Jiro was bored and wandering. In the end, he chose a luxury suite in the Central Command headquarters on the 40th floor as his residence, and settled in completely.

During this period, several food factories sent truck after truck of supplies. Jiro didn't bother with these materials, but after signing the receipt, the other party unloaded them outside the base and planned to wait until the android soldiers were conceived.

Looking at the mountains of supplies outside the base, Jiro had a slight headache. These are only 1/10,000 of the supplies. Countless goods will be delivered next. Dozens of warehouses throughout the shelter will be filled, which is shocking to think about.

"Obviously, it's not realistic to rely on labor to move so many things. Request another batch of forklifts and trucks. If you have vehicles, they will move faster."

"And now that the arsenal is temporarily closed, it can't produce combat vehicles. Once the end arrives, the trucks can also be converted into combat vehicles. Buy more!"

Jiro ordered it casually and Adam naturally complied.

After some research and filling out forms, a large number of online orders were placed again. They will be exchanged for countless materials, and almost all materials that can be purchased in the country are included in Adam's plan.

Jiro has to buy a lot of heavy firepower.

After being busy with these things, Jiro thought of a question at this moment: the news of the doomsday, do you want to remind the high management?

In half a month, civilization will collapse and life will be completely destroyed. At that time, no one knows how many people will die. If he reminds the high management, it would be good if fewer people die.

And with Adam's method, sending an anonymous email or something, and not fearing being traced, why not do it if you can save people with a little effort?

But before Jiro could speak, Adam reminded him, "Master, don't worry, most of the high-level civilizations you encounter and the high-level leaders of various countries in the world are already aware of the news, and have secretly made disaster relief preparations."

"Oh? Did they know for a long time? How could that be?" Jiro's face was full of surprise.

"Master, please look!" Adam quickly searched for a large number of news and confidential files and presented them, "A year ago, three major monitoring agencies in Europe and the United States discovered that the meteorite with the number DK416 was approaching the earth. During this period, many countries have held many meetings to study the solution."

"Three months ago, the first meteorite interception plan was secretly launched, but it failed miserably! The second meteorite interception plan was launched again half a month ago, but it failed miserably!"

"Scientists from various countries predict that once the meteorite hits the Earth, it will definitely trigger a tsunami storm, so they have already made secret arrangements."

"Although high-level officials have not disclosed the news, they have secretly built many official shelters in various places and accumulated a large amount of materials, so the master does not need to inform them."

Jiro breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. It turned out that he underestimated the power of the superiors. Think about it too, such a large meteorite flew towards the Earth. As long as scientists all over the world are not blind, they should be able to find it.

...

The next night, 24 hours passed in a flash. Jiro, who had been guarding the android base, suddenly heard a snort. He saw how 50 breeding warehouses slowly opened with white mist, and one after another, strong men and women rose from the warehouse.

These are artificial humans created by epoch-making technology.

They were men and women, flesh and blood, of different skin colors and normal intelligence.

At the same time, they also have the concept of absolute loyalty injected into their minds, as well as a variety of powerful combat skills, as well as maintenance, medical, management, and other skills.

These androids can be described as a product of war in the science fiction era.

Anyone who comes out can kill dozens of the best special forces with their own hands. The combat ability is terrifying, and once equipped with weapons, they are even more fierce.

The mist dissipated and 50 people stood up like pines.

The eyes of each one were sharp and cold, like those of a robot. It was only when they saw Jiro that there was a flash of frenzy in their expressions.

"Your Excellency Commander!"

Fifty people squatted down and saluted carefully, and every movement revealed blood and the hardness of iron.

"Well done!"

Jiro looked at them with satisfaction.

"You, you, and you, come out."

Jiro raised his hand and selected three men and one woman.

They were the most powerful among these people.

Jiro ordered decisively, "From today on, your code name is Dragon, and you will be the captain of the shelter security team. Your code name will be Balu, and you will be the head of the shelter maintenance team."

"You two will be called Suzaku and Xuan respectively, and will be in charge of the shelter management team and the medical team. The rest of you will choose your own code names, understood?"

"Yes!"

The crowd roared in unison.

A simple military structure was quickly completed.

With Jiro's personal assignments and appointments, Dragon, Balu, Suzaku, and Xuan quickly became the four leaders of the android soldiers.

Dragon was a burly man with a determined and courageous face.

Balu was a tall Caucasian man, and Xuan was a strong man with a dark complexion.

As for Suzaku, she was actually a blonde beauty with blue eyes and an exotic look.

Among the 50 people, there were 20 combat soldiers, 10 maintenance soldiers, 10 medical soldiers, and 10 management soldiers. At present, they could be divided into four groups, which were led by them respectively.

"The maintenance team will immediately take over the maintenance of the shelter, focusing on repairing the small equipment in the arsenal to ensure the production of small arms."

"The combat team and the medical team will temporarily cooperate with the management department to sort and store materials outside the shelter, and by the way, clean up all the surrounding debris, understood?"

Jiro's series of orders were quickly issued.

"Yes!"

Everyone roared in unison.

They quickly changed their clothes and then entered work mode.

After a while, soldiers in combat camouflage uniforms began to be busy inside and outside the shelter.

They drove the vans and forklifts that had just been delivered, continuously transported and counted various materials, and then began to store the massive materials in the warehouse.

At the same time, the artificial human base began a new round of reproduction.

Every 24 hours, 50 soldiers had to be freshly baked.

In the lonely and deserted shelter, there was already a little more vitality.