Meanwhile, inside Base 011.
The small steel mill with a converter is fully completed, and the brick factory is also up and running.
Everything here is developing in an orderly and prosperous manner, forming a stark contrast to the fierce battle Chen Jian's squad just went through.
Shen Yue walked out of the shelter and drank a bowl of steaming meat porridge.
Then, he called out to Huang Yu, who was leading the training, to bring everyone back to rest, while he connected to a video call with He Shuo.
The cellular network transmitted signals layer by layer, and He Shuo's face appeared on the screen.
Behind him was a slightly "luxurious" sofa in the manor, but the table in front of him was covered with densely packed documents and equipment.
"...Looks like you're working hard too."
Shen Yue said, clicking his tongue:
"Your eyes look tired, what's the matter?"
"Didn't you say it? Just staying up late."
He Shuo sighed and continued:
