Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster!
Chapter 234 - 94: This Burden is Now Yours to Bear

Chapter 234: Chapter 94: This Burden is Now Yours to Bear

For both those like Huang Yu and others who had just hurried from Yellow Stone City, and for Chen Jian’s group, who had just ended a great battle, this night was a precious rest.

Following the old tradition, Chen Jian lit a campfire in the manor and opened the lavish cans Fu Xi had brought from 011 using the all-terrain cargo truck.

Gathered around the campfire, under the massive shadow of 30A, the boiling cans emitted a strong aroma of meat and a faint burnt smell, giving the weary group a long-lost sense of satisfaction.

When the warm grease mixed with broth entered their mouths, everyone in the team let out a series of sighs without any agreement.

One has to admit, for those living on the wasteland year-round, these canned goods were still over-the-top.

Aside from the nutritional value, just the umami provided by the MSG inside was something most so-called "superb" cooking techniques couldn’t imitate.

In this moment, the pleasant experience brought by food instantly transformed into the team’s cohesion.

At first, the people from Yellow Stone City who were worried about the future began to feel their confidence swell like a rising tide after eating a mouthful of the canned food.

Chen Jian looked at everyone’s reaction with satisfaction, unable to restrain his sigh within.

No wonder they say a good cookhouse can equal a commissar.

This is a real-life example!

Chen Jian moved through the crowd with his can, telling curious people about the battles that just ended.

The Terror Demons blown up by bombs, the Second-level Monsters pinned to the ground by Electromagnetic Cannons, the Huadu Army crushed by unmanned combat clusters...

These stories, like miracles, were vividly presented to everyone, and when they reached out to touch the battle-scarred unmanned combat robots, the icy cold feel intensified the reality of everything.

Just a few hours ago, these machines were still charging in the battlefield.

Now, the scalding gun barrels had cooled down, and their enemies were completely motionless too.

But the hearts of the Yellow Stone City people were unprecedentedly fervent.

When Chen Jian returned to his seat again, sitting together with Huang Yu, Ji Xing, Shen Yue, and a few unfamiliar residents from Yellow Stone City, the manor’s atmosphere was thoroughly heated up.

Someone spontaneously began to sing.

It was a song Chen Jian had never heard before, with an unfamiliar melody, and he couldn’t quite understand the lyrics.

Over and over, he could only understand a few words.

Words like "Tiangong," "jade plate," "embrace the moon," and "three feet three"...

He could feel the spirit in the lyrics, yet he really couldn’t fully comprehend them in such a short time.

Chen Jian couldn’t help but grin, then shouted towards He Shuo in the distance:

"Mr. He! Teach them something more popular!"

Accompanied by a few laughs, He Shuo rose without any pretense.

His voice was already good, with exceptional pitch accuracy, always a trump card in pulling off a sing-along activity.

And when the song "It’s a Bright Morning" began to play, the laughing and chatting crowd gradually quieted down.

When he sang to "young soldiers yearning for glory," many began to quietly sing along.

The noisy sounds gradually became orderly, and after one song ended, what followed immediately was "Listen to the New Journey’s Horn Sound."

And finally, there was "Forward, Forward, Forward."

Just as Chen Jian couldn’t understand their lyrics, they might not entirely grasp the meanings of the lyrics He Shuo taught them.

However, something indeed flowed into their hearts, deep and undeniable, along with He Shuo’s charming voice.

----Damn!

What wasteland siren!

Chen Jian amusingly turned back, and Shen Yue, who had shouted and finished cheering, finally quieted down a bit.

Taking a sip of hot water boiled with the cans, he spat and said:

"Damn, what kind of dogshit tea leaves did the Mechanical God Sect send, it’s all mouldy!"

"Be thankful there’s something for you to drink... What, not satisfied with the life here, having political feelings?"

"No, are you really going to indulge in being a commissar?"

Shen Yue said with widened eyes:

"Take it easy, not everyone can handle this kind of job, be careful not to depress yourself."

"If not me, then who? You do it?"

"...I can’t do it."

Shen Yue shook his head repeatedly, then said:

"All jokes aside, you are most suitable for this position."

"There’s no one else here, it has to be you."

"Military chief, political officer all in one, there’s precedent for this, hasn’t Mr. Peng done it too?"

"Our current situation isn’t much better than back then, you stepping up, I think there’s no big problem."

"No."

Chen Jian looked at Shen Yue and said solemnly:

"I plan to have you do this job."

"....Damn, you dug a pit for me from the start?"

Shen Yue was dumbfounded.

"Why? Do I look like commissar material to you?"

"I don’t even know how to do the commissar stuff, my chitchat is just barely passable, you want me to do propaganda and ideological work, I..."

"Don’t overthink it."

Chen Jian waved his hand and said:

"We don’t need a professional political worker right now, we just need the form of a political worker."

"We need someone to do this, regardless of their professionalism, just doing it is good enough."

"...Understood."

Shen Yue didn’t refuse further, but said with a bit of teasing:

"Then I will... take the duty in a crisis."

"But I’m really curious, how did you make this turn?"

"Just now you were questioning if my thoughts were wavering, I thought you’d bring out a protect-sword to check on me, now you’re eyeing me?"

"...There’s no protect-sword whatever in 011."

Chen Jian said speechlessly:

"Actually, at first, I did plan to do it myself, but suddenly I recalled the resume Fu Xi gave me before."

"And then I just suddenly felt you were more suitable."

"Why?"

Shen Yue followed up curiously, and Chen Jian sighed gently and said:

"You.... most of the time, are just a rich kid."

"Good family background, good education, good skills."

"If following the normal development path, like you said, compared to Lei Jie, you should actually be the one becoming a professor."

"But it just had to be you who died on the battlefield."

"----I mean, ’in that timeline’ died on the battlefield."

"So I feel.... your mindset is different from mine."

"The people here need a more vibrant person to be their commissar."

"They need to see more of the light of our time."

"And you, shine the brightest."

"That’s too cheesy."

Shen Yue grimaced, then said:

"Alright, let’s do it."

"Anyway, back in school, as branch secretary, like it or not, I did it for two or three years."

"I’ll take on this burden!"

As he spoke, Shen Yue stood up.

Taking a deep breath, he grinned.

Then, he walked towards He Shuo’s direction, following the rhythm of the clapping, loudly shouting:

"Forward, Forward, Forward!"