Chapter 1560 This Represents Identity

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Tania closed the book in hand, leaned on the table and squeezed her drowsy forehead. She was surrounded by more than 20 doctors who had participated in the training class for medical staff of the Legion, and they were all exhausted by the torture of the professional class teachers.

After the evacuation from Havana, the Legion's medical system was half-crippled. But the head of the legion felt that everyone could not be idle, so he simply organized to study and improve his professional ability.

Learn, learn, learn, never stop learning.

Tania has tasted the painful taste of having a Chinese leader. As a Cuban, she has never experienced such an intense study life-every second, someone is forcing you to study. The whole legion has this kind of atmosphere, it's terrible!

Putting the crude books into the backpack, Tania got up and went home. She is a family member of a senior officer of the Legion, and her husband Zhang Hong is the direct descendant of the Chief of the Legion, and belongs to the highest rank of the Legion.

After walking out of the temporary school, Tania wanted to call a car to take her home. However, the life committee member of the study class sent her a shopping coupon, which stated her name and identity, and even included the types of goods she could buy.

Tania has seen similar shopping coupons, but hers is a little different, and there are more types of goods than ordinary people get. Thinking of the preferential treatment she can enjoy, she is still very happy.

go shopping!

The drowsy head immediately became refreshed, and a strong desire to spend money burst out in Tania's heart. She called a car to take her to the address indicated on the shopping voucher, and when she arrived, she found that the place was already full of traffic.

Compared with the special stores for ordinary legion members, the store Tania came to didn't even have a signboard. But as long as she showed the shopping coupon to the guard at the door, a waiter in charge of welcoming and shopping guide would come out to entertain her immediately.

"Ma'am, what would you like?" the waiter asked attentively.

The store layout is unremarkable, but the things on the shelves are dizzying. It has been more than two years since the cataclysm, and for the first time Tania felt like walking into a hypermarket. This is too rare in the last days when commodities are scarce.

"I need some clothes," Tania said.

"Underwear?" asked the welcome attendant.

"Yes." Tania nodded.

For the clothes, the whole legion has deep resentment.

After the cataclysm and into the nuclear winter, it would be nice to have clothes to wear. I don't know where the legion got a lot of old clothes. Although they are warm, they are too ugly. Regardless of status, everyone dresses like a beggar.

And this situation cannot be improved for a long time, because the agriculture and industry in the wasteland are finished, there is no cotton, no chemical fiber, no clothing materials, and no garment industry.

Occasionally there will be some collected fabrics on the market, which are extremely sought-after goods. Tanya herself was forced to learn how to make clothes. The clothes she could make were ordinary, and she could only say that she was better than a beggar when she wore them.

And underwear is a more troublesome topic than coats. For women, not having the right underwear is a disaster. During the nuclear winter, everyone has no choice but to wear whatever clothes they have. But now that the nuclear winter has passed for a year, people have a strong desire to buy clothes.

"What's your size...?"

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"Ma'am, your figure is really well maintained. This set of rose red silk cutouts is very suitable for you. Would you like to try it on?"

As the waiter showed off a new set of French "Cinderella" underwear, Tania felt her heart was hit. The corners of her mouth curled up uncontrollably, and she couldn't move her eyes from her clothes. "I think I must have not been in contact with these underwear for too long, and my psychological expectations are instantly satisfied."

Turning her eyes again, Tania saw more underwear and coats of different styles. These are well-designed fashion models, and each set is very popular.

"Our legion is indeed the best." Tania praised sincerely. To be able to provide such beautiful goods in such a bad world,

In this world, only the Aurora Legion can do it.

The waiter also smiled sweetly: "Praise the commander of the legion, our life depends on him. I heard that the rich and powerful in North America can only wear tattered clothes, no matter how powerful they are, in the The quality of life is far inferior to ours.”

For this, Tania recognized it very much, and everyone who could enter the store also smiled and nodded. The Aurora Legion can't do anything else, but it has worked hard to win over its internal members and improve cohesion - working hard for the legion can make a good life, and fighting against the legion means death.

Tania quickly picked out five sets of underwear and two coats. The only thing that bothers her is that good things are expensive, even if her and her husband's salaries belong to the first class of the legion, they can't buy them wantonly. For this reason, she had to buy a high imitation bag, and then a dozen sets of ordinary clothes.

With bags of all sizes in her hands, Tania walked out of the store happily. Spending money on shopping really puts a woman in a good mood. And within a few steps of her coming out, someone approached slowly, bowed and asked, "Ma'am, can I take you a few minutes?"

"What's the matter?" Tania sized up the person who appeared out of nowhere. She was not worried about safety, because the internal security of the legion was very good. She just wondered why this man came.

"I'm a business representative of the Brotherhood of Steel, and I'm in charge of making trade contacts with the Legion. I heard that the Legion has started to sell some rare daily necessities to internal personnel, and I want to buy some. Clothes in your hand, I am willing How about buying it at double the price?"

The guy who popped up out of the blue doubled the price. Tania was a little tempted, but she still shook her head and said, "Sorry, I really need these products myself."

Just kidding, there is a quota for this. It is not easy to sell with money. Holding these quotas is even a symbol of status and place.

"Twice the price?" The visitor did not give up, "I beg you to sell me half of it, okay? My chief asked me to complete the purchase task, otherwise I will be punished."

"It's so pitiful, even the clothes are snapped up." Tania was a little sympathetic, and she asked: "The news is spreading so fast now? We just started selling here, and your Brotherhood of Steel wants to grab the goods?"

Hearing this question, which business representative was full of bitterness and sighed, "I really don't understand where the Aurora Legion got the goods from? But now, in just one day, more than a dozen special stores in Cuba are almost sold out." Goods, the whole market is extremely hot.

Your Legion only has over a million people, while our Brotherhood of Steel has tens of millions of people, and the number of dignitaries is dozens of times larger. Our business representative office received a telegram from North America this afternoon requesting to buy as much fashion and cosmetics as possible. Our inner high society is desperate for these things. "

The business representative of the Brotherhood of Steel snarled a few words, saying that "the rich wine and meat stinks, and the road has frozen bones" is not uncommon in the wasteland. At any rate, the Aurora Legion still ensured that the capable bottom-level people would have something to eat, while other organizations concentrated their resources at the top.

Comparing the two, Tania felt that although her legion had strict rules, complicated affairs, and weak power, her life was much better. She finally shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, but I still can't sell it to you. Because these things represent my identity and status, and money can't afford them."