The potatoes were eaten up.
！
sad.
Abominable business.
An ideal city, a living bucket.
The barbecue rice is good, recommended.
Try it.
……
It's really good.
good!
Really good.
satisfy.
！！！
……
Canteen door.
Looking at the Alphas who were busy making their meals, a group of soldiers from the 100th Mountain Division were stunned.
Good guy, eat three bowls per person?!
Are these guys all pigs?!
Seeing these guys eating voraciously, the young man couldn't help swallowing.
What's so delicious.
Just while he was hesitating, the young men next to him were eager to come up.
Have a bowl to taste...
I'll have a bowl, too.
Wait for me!
Not long after, a long queue was lined up in front of the pick-up order.
People from the Free State and other settlements saw the ideal city line up there and joined in the fun.
As we all know, the things in Ideal City are the best, and what can make the residents of Ideal City line up is also a delicious food on earth.
No matter how many dishes are prepared in advance, the cafeteria cannot withstand the crowds of tens of thousands of people.
In this way, under the trend of an inexplicable trend, everyone soon dried up a large plate of barbecue.
The people who had finished the meal had a good appetite, while the rest were swallowing their saliva.
A group of people just waited.
Some people who couldn't wait ordered some other cushioning to their stomachs, and found that the taste was surprisingly good, so they were even more looking forward to the signature dish that was simply shining.
Today’s victim was cumin-flavored bibimbap.
But surprisingly, it was not the barbecue that was out of stock, but the barbecue sauce and cumin of bibimbap...
……
Eat, you guys know how to eat all day!What else do you do besides eating it!
In the open space outside the military base, there were a row of depressed and dusty soldiers standing.
Several Rat people wanted to speak but didn't dare to say it, so they could only keep silent with their heads hanging down.
The commander said everything is right.
They themselves also think that they are not the material for war, so they can scold them.
But the problem is that they didn't eat Ah either!
The meal cards of the Ideal City’s rice buckets are 3,000 silver coins, and their meal cards are only 100 silver coins.
The reason why there is 100 is that there is a minimum recharge threshold for opening a card, which cannot be done below this number.
Thankfully, there is this threshold, otherwise they would not have any doubt that General Babita would not even give them 100 silver coins.
There is no red clay here to eat, and there is not even a village where you can rob. The grooms riding horses and selling goods seem to be able to fight more than they do...
Seeing these guys looking incredible, General Babita was so angry that he wanted to pull off the belt that was sticking to his belly and whip them.
These people are all under the command of Modric's commander, the guys who fled from the position yesterday.
However, what made him angry was not entirely because of the cowardice of these guys who killed Modric, but something else happened yesterday.
At that time, he was dining in the canteen of the military camp and happened to see General Lium, the commander of the legion.
Based on the standpoint of both sides being allies, he immediately brought the plate up and wanted to say hello with a smile, but he was scolded before he could sit down.
It's really useless. That stupid McLaren taught you this?A shameful thing!It's so bad that it's not as good as not to go!I've been hitting more than you killed in half an hour!Bah, I haven't been able to hold on for half an hour, I'm not as good as my clone!
The guy's voice was extremely loud, and he heard the whole cafeteria.
Inexplicably, Babita's face turned blue and white at that time.
Although this guy scolded McClan, he still felt aggrieved.
He didn't even blame this guy, and threw the shells on the head of the Modric Captain who had not had time to retreat.
However, the Willant was His Majesty's friend, and he still didn't dare to talk back. He left in shame with his plate under the gaze of everyone.
no way.
After being angry outside, he could only expose his temper to his own people.
After roaring for a long time, General Babita took a few sips, unscrewed the cap and drank water, and cursed a few more times.
...What a bunch of waste!The mouse is indeed a mouse. It is unrealistic to expect you to win a battle. It is better to plant something here to save some food!
As he said that, he waved his index finger and shook his head and turned around.
Seeing this, the officer standing next to him hurried forward, took over his position, stood in front of the group of rat soldiers, and shouted loudly.
Start today!I am your leader Kumar!Since you are not good soldiers, then return the gun to His Majesty and go to farm!This wasteland under your feet is your task. I need you to turn out this land and plant cabbage and potatoes here!This is your last chance, proving that you are still useful!
Hundreds of soldiers looked at each other and exchanged confusing gazes, and were at a loss for a moment.
Farming?
What a joke?
They came to fight, not to be farmers.
But Babita obviously didn't joke with them, walked to a rented truck and waved.
The dozen soldiers following him immediately jumped into the truck and dragged down the bundles of sacks containing hoes and shovels, and soon piled up a hill on the ground.
This guy was obviously ready and even bought the tools to turn the ground.
But looking at the old look, it is probably the second-hand goods that were eliminated from some settlement.
The commander named Makur pointed to the shovel and shovel on the ground and shouted with great momentum.
Three acres of land for each person!Today I will give me at least half acre!
When will the work be finished?When will you get out for dinner?
……
Under the scolding of the commander, a group of malnourished soldiers could only bite the bullet and start working with hoes.
Most of them are from the western part of the Bharat Province.
The manors and farms of nobles were everywhere, and the people living there were either slaves or serfs.Even a few free people have worked in the plantations of the nobles.
It is precisely because of this that farming is not a difficult job for them, it is just a difference between rich experience and poor experience.
Several players from the Death Corps looked at them from afar, all with strange expressions.
...Good guy, has the empire's expeditionary force started?
It's just like that after losing one game.
Not so...
Looking at the construction site boy and bricks with surprise on his face, he touched his chin with his big eyes and said in a contemplative manner after a moment.
I think this is not a good thing.
The boy on the construction site and the brick looked at him blankly.
Why?
The debt-loss eyes gave him a meaningful look.
If you are on the front line now and you are behind these guys, do you think it is better to have them or not to them?
The construction site boy and brick thought for a while, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
It seems to make some sense!
Compared to a bunch of unreliable guys standing behind him, he would rather face the mutants alone.
Just as the two were talking, a familiar strange smile came from behind.
Haha, I know this will happen!So I have solved this problem for you!
Hearing this voice, the two of them looked back together and saw that it was Brother Mosquito.
mosquito?!
Aren't you on the southern line?Why did you come here?
His arms hooked the two of them and patted them. The mosquito looked up at the imperial soldiers waving their hoes and said with a chuckle.
I just wandered around... Hehe, by the way, come here to expand my business, respond to the call of the manager, and earn some extra money or something.
The latter is the key point.
It would be good for players to fully understand the benefits of a line, but high-quality games like him are naturally not satisfied with the benefits of a line.
Construction site boy and brick: Good guy, that little thunder plane hasn't made you enough money yet?
Mosquito waved his hand and sighed.
That one didn't make much money... Damn it, the big guy made the reverse design institutes, so we made a fraction of the money.
Seeing this guy's face, he couldn't help but complain.
Be content with you, what else have you done besides having a brain?
The mosquito rolled his eyes: Do you think it’s not worth running a factory?Do you think the production line fell from the sky?There are also those who have been ruined. The ones who succeed are called Thunder, and the ones who fail do not even have a formal number.
In order to make the vertical take-off and landing plasma-engine fighter, his Luoyu brothers fell to death.
That was really miserable.
However, he just said that if he made too little money, and he was not really complaining.
After all, if he really is an unprofitable deal, he will not do it. At most, he will not do it if he spends money and spends one ticket.
Moreover, only when the scientific research team makes money can the players who do ruin recycling tasks be given money, unlock more technology and form a virtuous production and research cycle.
The boy and brick at the construction site: I’m not talking nonsense anymore. By the way, what business are you focusing on? Let’s talk about it.
The debt-loving big eyes, who came to his senses, also asked curiously: As for Ah, I almost forgot that I was interrupted by you. What problem did you just say you helped us solve? What exactly is it?
The mosquito squinted his eyes and said, pointing to the truck in the distance.
I sold those rags to them.
When the two of them heard this, they were shocked.
Damn it?!
You are corrupting military discipline!
What does it mean to corrupt military discipline?Just what Make up the numbers is worthy of being called an army?Even the Goblin can't win!The mosquito rolled his eyes, I tied them here, just have fun secretly.
Big-eyed and the construction site exchanged glances with strange expressions, thinking that it seemed to make some sense.
Although it's a bit like a fallacy.
The boy on the construction site and the brick said with some emotion: But then Babita really dares to buy Ah...
Mosquito said with a smile.
What are you afraid to buy?I didn't sell the bad ones to them, it was just some old things.
And this is the first car, but the deserters were just using it first, and there were thousands or tens of thousands of pieces on the train behind it!
This thing is sold by weight in Dawn City, and it is a eliminated thing like a sewing machine.
Looking at the two people with a surprised look, Mosquito continued.
I made up my calculations with that guy. This battle will take at least a few months, and the food expenses will not be small at that time.On this kind of acre of land, there are at least seven or eight hundred silver coins in a quarter, right?If one person can open up three acres of land, and twenty thousand people can open up at least sixty thousand acres of land, it will be the output value of tens of millions of silver coins!Is it a loss to spend hundreds of thousands of silver coins to buy some shovels?It's a terrible profit!
Sixty thousand mu is 40 square kilometers, a piece of land of 5×8 kilometers.
The entire Weifu City is an uninhabited area, with tens of thousands of square kilometers of deserted. It is not too easy to find a piece of land that can be cultivated along the upper reaches of the Wei River.
The work of land reclamation is a bit difficult, and then you can sell more than a dozen trucks that pull up dirt and tractors to cultivate land to these guys.
If they need it.
However, the two people standing in front of him were concerned about another matter.
How much income does one acre of land have in one quarter??What a joke!
The boy on the construction site and the brick widened his eyes, the same was true for debt-in-minded eyes, with an incredible expression on his face.
Cough cough, there are actually so many fertilizers, pesticides and seeds, maybe there are still many!I remember that the alliance's subsidies for agriculture are basically all among these three, but this is not the point.
Mosquito continued with a smile.
The point is that when they have cultivated the land and are ready to start planting, I can sell these three to them and then make another profit!
As exports sold to the outside world, there are naturally no subsidies.
However, he would not raise the price too harshly, and would even sell it to them at a slightly cheaper price than on the market.
After all, they are not fools, and they have to buy it from him. If they are too expensive, they will buy it.
The construction site boy and brick obviously thought of this, and muttered while touching their chin.
Tens of thousands of acres of land of fertilizers, seeds and pesticides... Damn it, that's a few million silver coins, right?
Millions?The profit is almost the same.
The mosquito smiled and continued slowly.
It’s not over yet. When the crops in the field grow, they have to find someone to sell them, right?
The debt-loss eyes were stunned for a moment.
Can't it be sold to the cafeteria?
Mosquito looked at him with an idiot-looking look.
How is that possible!That is the canteen of the military base, not the convenience store at your doorstep!People have their own supply chain, and they are afraid that the contract has been signed before the seeds have been sown. How could they buy this kind of temporary planting thing?
When he said this, a smile gradually appeared on his face.
I bet these silly pills will not be able to sell them!I will get them fractured and taken away... Do you believe it or not? This kind of artificially cultivated "organic crops" may be cheaper than the mass-produced goods imported from Luoxia Province.
In fact, in this way, General Babita can make a little profit.
After all, its labor cost is about 0, which makes the rat people suffer.
But it's not entirely hard. Working in the rear is much better than going to the front line to minify meat.
According to the post updated by Ss on the official website, except for the direct Central Army and the several armies built by the Wirants for them, the local troops controlled by the aristocratic people all implemented feudal supply methods.
That is, the emperor paid money and the general spent money.
Including the procurement of logistics supplies, the distribution of military pay, etc., all of which are handled by the latter.
Although the Empire's Expeditionary Force had received training from the Legion, it was too far away from the Empire's logistics system, and the infrastructure access of production facilities was too low, so it could not even be transported to Silver Moon Bay, so it was still the old method of directly making money.
Mosquito has fully understood this point, otherwise he would not have taken a different approach to this fat sheep that looks like nothing but is actually fat when everyone is staring at the three companies, enterprises, legions and colleges.
Both of them looked at him with wide eyes.
Good guy.
What a fucking expert...
Too bad this Dogecoin!The debt-bearing eyes couldn't help but sigh, "Hang the street lights!"
How do you speak?The mosquito gave this guy a blank look. If I don’t spend money on them, wouldn’t they take the money back in their pockets?Is this suitable?
The boy and brick at the construction site didn't want to hear it, but just sighed like big eyes.
Bad smoke!
mosquito: ……%!
At this moment, neither the Rat soldiers who were busy waving their hoes or the players watching the fun had noticed that several soldiers from the Free State in the distance were also looking at this side curiously, whispering something.
On the distant apron, four more killer whale transporters landed in azure arc.
A group of strong men carrying large and small bags walked out of the cabin with their heads held high.
They were all wearing stone-painted exoskeletons. The design of the imitation-style equipment was obvious to Ideal City's products, but the darker tone did not look as bright and beautiful as the Pioneer I-type exoskeleton of the 100th Mountain Master.
General Modlin, standing next to the airport smoking a cigarette, glanced at the people and grinned softly.
It seems that the soft-footed shrimp on the East Coast are also some of them that can be beaten.
He is the captain of the 310,000-man team. He commanded the battle the day before yesterday. He has witnessed it with his own eyes how difficult it is for those green-skinned mutants and the goblins they raise.
The Torch Church used the technology of the prosperity era to force the group of barbarians to a height that they were not able to reach. Even if it was not the first time his command was fighting against mutants, he still felt a little difficult.
It is precisely because of this that although the equipment of the 100th mechanized mountain master is indeed good, he is not optimistic about those people at all.
If 10 points are full marks, those people will only have 4 points at most.
Because some details were too amateur, he couldn't help but suspect that those guys were not regular troops at all, but a group of new recruits who were forced out to make up the numbers, and they were even worse than those of the wasteland tourists in the Valley Province.
However, these guys who just got off the plane looked like some soldiers.
Perhaps these talents are the real elites of the company.
It was a mercenary from Yunjian Province. The adjutant standing next to him smiled, but there was a hint of unconsensual ridicule on his face, just a group of guys who worked hard for money.
No matter why he worked hard, those who dared to fight desperately were ruthless people. Mo Delin threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on his boots and crushed them, and said calmly, don't underestimate them.
Just as the group of soldiers were walking towards the barracks, in the shooting range not far away, a group of young men from the 2nd Company of the 100th Mountain Division were receiving the final training before they came on the field.
They were holding the G9 assault rifle and were firing at the green target.
Because they are equipped with the most elite optical sights and the helmets are also noise-reducing, they are all sharpshooters, with only one or two off-target occasions, and almost all the guns hit the bull's-eye.
However, the instructor walking behind them in a military green vest was obviously not satisfied with this achievement.
The face was as dark as iron, and he shouted loudly.
Boost your spirits!
Your opponent is a mutant who eats people and does not spit bones!And it's that kind of green-skinned guy!
They are stronger, more patient, and more cruel than those fishmen with scales!If you fall into their hands, don’t think about paying the ransom and going home. It’s better to pray that they will give you happiness!
These young men had long been accustomed to the rough roar.
But there were also some thorns who liked to show off, and they emptied the magazine in advance and said with a shout.
You are right, sir!But we won't fall into the hands of those idiots
Before he could finish his words, he was kicked in the butt, and he lay on the table, almost turning over and falling into the shooting range.
The instructor grabbed the back of his neck and carried him in front of him like a chicken.
Report before speaking!
yes!Sir!
Let you shout a report!
Report!Report!
Looking at the trembling eyes, the instructor narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was a soldier of the 26th Commando. He once followed the Cloud Team to chase the Trail Blazers' footprints and signals, and walked all the way from the Yunjian Province to the Great Desert.
Unlike these guys who signed up to go to the front line after playing with chickens for a few games, he has not only seen what wasteland looks like, what mutants look like, but also what unlucky guys killed by mutants look like.
But he didn't say anything, but just gave the trembling guy a meaningful look, and then threw away the hand holding the man's collar.
Looking at the new recruits who stopped their hands and looked at the crowd here, he shouted loudly.
See what I do!Staring at the guy in your hands!Stare at your target!Pray that it won’t move, don’t pee when you go to the front line!
The sound of the mouth stinking echoed in the training ground, and even the banging gunshot could not be covered.
After the training, a group of people left the training ground and rushed towards the canteen.
Although I was scolded, this unpleasantness did not hinder their appetite.
Damn... I have been scolding me for three months, and tomorrow I will be on the front line!
Haha, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty!
Then let me see the strength of the sniper god in the city P!
I don’t know if there are any LD-47s here, the gun is powerful enough!
Indeed, the G9 assault rifle is too small!I can't match my exoskeleton!
I will borrow a entourage from the brothers of the alliance later...
The door of the training ground.
Looking at the group of noisy guys, he looked at Su Ming standing beside him in a daze, swallowing his saliva.
Are these guys really okay?
Although most of them themselves are so noisy, that's because they won't really die.
And considering those three difficult days, most people still show their skills and fight seriously when they really fight.
Obviously.
These NPCs are not.
They seem to have no idea where they are going tomorrow and what they will see after they go there.
Su Ming's expression was a little awkward, and he coughed lightly and said.
Don’t look at them like this... in fact, they have been practicing in the recruit camp for three months, so they won’t be dragged down.
Asked tentatively, the edge paddling.
…Virtual reality training ground?
Su Ming tried to explain.
The training time that only accounts for 50% of the time...We also do live-fire training and physical training.
The edge was stunned for a moment.
Good guy.
It actually accounts for 50%!
But there is something to say.
The board of directors is pretty good to these rookies. The bullets they fired out in one day are almost the same as those in the two years before he switched to work as a firefighter.
Looking at the exquisite equipment, I still felt a little envious in my heart, just like the young men from those companies looking at him with envious eyes.
It's better to have money...
！
sad.
Abominable business.
An ideal city, a living bucket.
The barbecue rice is good, recommended.
Try it.
……
It's really good.
good!
Really good.
satisfy.
！！！
……
Canteen door.
Looking at the Alphas who were busy making their meals, a group of soldiers from the 100th Mountain Division were stunned.
Good guy, eat three bowls per person?!
Are these guys all pigs?!
Seeing these guys eating voraciously, the young man couldn't help swallowing.
What's so delicious.
Just while he was hesitating, the young men next to him were eager to come up.
Have a bowl to taste...
I'll have a bowl, too.
Wait for me!
Not long after, a long queue was lined up in front of the pick-up order.
People from the Free State and other settlements saw the ideal city line up there and joined in the fun.
As we all know, the things in Ideal City are the best, and what can make the residents of Ideal City line up is also a delicious food on earth.
No matter how many dishes are prepared in advance, the cafeteria cannot withstand the crowds of tens of thousands of people.
In this way, under the trend of an inexplicable trend, everyone soon dried up a large plate of barbecue.
The people who had finished the meal had a good appetite, while the rest were swallowing their saliva.
A group of people just waited.
Some people who couldn't wait ordered some other cushioning to their stomachs, and found that the taste was surprisingly good, so they were even more looking forward to the signature dish that was simply shining.
Today’s victim was cumin-flavored bibimbap.
But surprisingly, it was not the barbecue that was out of stock, but the barbecue sauce and cumin of bibimbap...
……
Eat, you guys know how to eat all day!What else do you do besides eating it!
In the open space outside the military base, there were a row of depressed and dusty soldiers standing.
Several Rat people wanted to speak but didn't dare to say it, so they could only keep silent with their heads hanging down.
The commander said everything is right.
They themselves also think that they are not the material for war, so they can scold them.
But the problem is that they didn't eat Ah either!
The meal cards of the Ideal City’s rice buckets are 3,000 silver coins, and their meal cards are only 100 silver coins.
The reason why there is 100 is that there is a minimum recharge threshold for opening a card, which cannot be done below this number.
Thankfully, there is this threshold, otherwise they would not have any doubt that General Babita would not even give them 100 silver coins.
There is no red clay here to eat, and there is not even a village where you can rob. The grooms riding horses and selling goods seem to be able to fight more than they do...
Seeing these guys looking incredible, General Babita was so angry that he wanted to pull off the belt that was sticking to his belly and whip them.
These people are all under the command of Modric's commander, the guys who fled from the position yesterday.
However, what made him angry was not entirely because of the cowardice of these guys who killed Modric, but something else happened yesterday.
At that time, he was dining in the canteen of the military camp and happened to see General Lium, the commander of the legion.
Based on the standpoint of both sides being allies, he immediately brought the plate up and wanted to say hello with a smile, but he was scolded before he could sit down.
It's really useless. That stupid McLaren taught you this?A shameful thing!It's so bad that it's not as good as not to go!I've been hitting more than you killed in half an hour!Bah, I haven't been able to hold on for half an hour, I'm not as good as my clone!
The guy's voice was extremely loud, and he heard the whole cafeteria.
Inexplicably, Babita's face turned blue and white at that time.
Although this guy scolded McClan, he still felt aggrieved.
He didn't even blame this guy, and threw the shells on the head of the Modric Captain who had not had time to retreat.
However, the Willant was His Majesty's friend, and he still didn't dare to talk back. He left in shame with his plate under the gaze of everyone.
no way.
After being angry outside, he could only expose his temper to his own people.
After roaring for a long time, General Babita took a few sips, unscrewed the cap and drank water, and cursed a few more times.
...What a bunch of waste!The mouse is indeed a mouse. It is unrealistic to expect you to win a battle. It is better to plant something here to save some food!
As he said that, he waved his index finger and shook his head and turned around.
Seeing this, the officer standing next to him hurried forward, took over his position, stood in front of the group of rat soldiers, and shouted loudly.
Start today!I am your leader Kumar!Since you are not good soldiers, then return the gun to His Majesty and go to farm!This wasteland under your feet is your task. I need you to turn out this land and plant cabbage and potatoes here!This is your last chance, proving that you are still useful!
Hundreds of soldiers looked at each other and exchanged confusing gazes, and were at a loss for a moment.
Farming?
What a joke?
They came to fight, not to be farmers.
But Babita obviously didn't joke with them, walked to a rented truck and waved.
The dozen soldiers following him immediately jumped into the truck and dragged down the bundles of sacks containing hoes and shovels, and soon piled up a hill on the ground.
This guy was obviously ready and even bought the tools to turn the ground.
But looking at the old look, it is probably the second-hand goods that were eliminated from some settlement.
The commander named Makur pointed to the shovel and shovel on the ground and shouted with great momentum.
Three acres of land for each person!Today I will give me at least half acre!
When will the work be finished?When will you get out for dinner?
……
Under the scolding of the commander, a group of malnourished soldiers could only bite the bullet and start working with hoes.
Most of them are from the western part of the Bharat Province.
The manors and farms of nobles were everywhere, and the people living there were either slaves or serfs.Even a few free people have worked in the plantations of the nobles.
It is precisely because of this that farming is not a difficult job for them, it is just a difference between rich experience and poor experience.
Several players from the Death Corps looked at them from afar, all with strange expressions.
...Good guy, has the empire's expeditionary force started?
It's just like that after losing one game.
Not so...
Looking at the construction site boy and bricks with surprise on his face, he touched his chin with his big eyes and said in a contemplative manner after a moment.
I think this is not a good thing.
The boy on the construction site and the brick looked at him blankly.
Why?
The debt-loss eyes gave him a meaningful look.
If you are on the front line now and you are behind these guys, do you think it is better to have them or not to them?
The construction site boy and brick thought for a while, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
It seems to make some sense!
Compared to a bunch of unreliable guys standing behind him, he would rather face the mutants alone.
Just as the two were talking, a familiar strange smile came from behind.
Haha, I know this will happen!So I have solved this problem for you!
Hearing this voice, the two of them looked back together and saw that it was Brother Mosquito.
mosquito?!
Aren't you on the southern line?Why did you come here?
His arms hooked the two of them and patted them. The mosquito looked up at the imperial soldiers waving their hoes and said with a chuckle.
I just wandered around... Hehe, by the way, come here to expand my business, respond to the call of the manager, and earn some extra money or something.
The latter is the key point.
It would be good for players to fully understand the benefits of a line, but high-quality games like him are naturally not satisfied with the benefits of a line.
Construction site boy and brick: Good guy, that little thunder plane hasn't made you enough money yet?
Mosquito waved his hand and sighed.
That one didn't make much money... Damn it, the big guy made the reverse design institutes, so we made a fraction of the money.
Seeing this guy's face, he couldn't help but complain.
Be content with you, what else have you done besides having a brain?
The mosquito rolled his eyes: Do you think it’s not worth running a factory?Do you think the production line fell from the sky?There are also those who have been ruined. The ones who succeed are called Thunder, and the ones who fail do not even have a formal number.
In order to make the vertical take-off and landing plasma-engine fighter, his Luoyu brothers fell to death.
That was really miserable.
However, he just said that if he made too little money, and he was not really complaining.
After all, if he really is an unprofitable deal, he will not do it. At most, he will not do it if he spends money and spends one ticket.
Moreover, only when the scientific research team makes money can the players who do ruin recycling tasks be given money, unlock more technology and form a virtuous production and research cycle.
The boy and brick at the construction site: I’m not talking nonsense anymore. By the way, what business are you focusing on? Let’s talk about it.
The debt-loving big eyes, who came to his senses, also asked curiously: As for Ah, I almost forgot that I was interrupted by you. What problem did you just say you helped us solve? What exactly is it?
The mosquito squinted his eyes and said, pointing to the truck in the distance.
I sold those rags to them.
When the two of them heard this, they were shocked.
Damn it?!
You are corrupting military discipline!
What does it mean to corrupt military discipline?Just what Make up the numbers is worthy of being called an army?Even the Goblin can't win!The mosquito rolled his eyes, I tied them here, just have fun secretly.
Big-eyed and the construction site exchanged glances with strange expressions, thinking that it seemed to make some sense.
Although it's a bit like a fallacy.
The boy on the construction site and the brick said with some emotion: But then Babita really dares to buy Ah...
Mosquito said with a smile.
What are you afraid to buy?I didn't sell the bad ones to them, it was just some old things.
And this is the first car, but the deserters were just using it first, and there were thousands or tens of thousands of pieces on the train behind it!
This thing is sold by weight in Dawn City, and it is a eliminated thing like a sewing machine.
Looking at the two people with a surprised look, Mosquito continued.
I made up my calculations with that guy. This battle will take at least a few months, and the food expenses will not be small at that time.On this kind of acre of land, there are at least seven or eight hundred silver coins in a quarter, right?If one person can open up three acres of land, and twenty thousand people can open up at least sixty thousand acres of land, it will be the output value of tens of millions of silver coins!Is it a loss to spend hundreds of thousands of silver coins to buy some shovels?It's a terrible profit!
Sixty thousand mu is 40 square kilometers, a piece of land of 5×8 kilometers.
The entire Weifu City is an uninhabited area, with tens of thousands of square kilometers of deserted. It is not too easy to find a piece of land that can be cultivated along the upper reaches of the Wei River.
The work of land reclamation is a bit difficult, and then you can sell more than a dozen trucks that pull up dirt and tractors to cultivate land to these guys.
If they need it.
However, the two people standing in front of him were concerned about another matter.
How much income does one acre of land have in one quarter??What a joke!
The boy on the construction site and the brick widened his eyes, the same was true for debt-in-minded eyes, with an incredible expression on his face.
Cough cough, there are actually so many fertilizers, pesticides and seeds, maybe there are still many!I remember that the alliance's subsidies for agriculture are basically all among these three, but this is not the point.
Mosquito continued with a smile.
The point is that when they have cultivated the land and are ready to start planting, I can sell these three to them and then make another profit!
As exports sold to the outside world, there are naturally no subsidies.
However, he would not raise the price too harshly, and would even sell it to them at a slightly cheaper price than on the market.
After all, they are not fools, and they have to buy it from him. If they are too expensive, they will buy it.
The construction site boy and brick obviously thought of this, and muttered while touching their chin.
Tens of thousands of acres of land of fertilizers, seeds and pesticides... Damn it, that's a few million silver coins, right?
Millions?The profit is almost the same.
The mosquito smiled and continued slowly.
It’s not over yet. When the crops in the field grow, they have to find someone to sell them, right?
The debt-loss eyes were stunned for a moment.
Can't it be sold to the cafeteria?
Mosquito looked at him with an idiot-looking look.
How is that possible!That is the canteen of the military base, not the convenience store at your doorstep!People have their own supply chain, and they are afraid that the contract has been signed before the seeds have been sown. How could they buy this kind of temporary planting thing?
When he said this, a smile gradually appeared on his face.
I bet these silly pills will not be able to sell them!I will get them fractured and taken away... Do you believe it or not? This kind of artificially cultivated "organic crops" may be cheaper than the mass-produced goods imported from Luoxia Province.
In fact, in this way, General Babita can make a little profit.
After all, its labor cost is about 0, which makes the rat people suffer.
But it's not entirely hard. Working in the rear is much better than going to the front line to minify meat.
According to the post updated by Ss on the official website, except for the direct Central Army and the several armies built by the Wirants for them, the local troops controlled by the aristocratic people all implemented feudal supply methods.
That is, the emperor paid money and the general spent money.
Including the procurement of logistics supplies, the distribution of military pay, etc., all of which are handled by the latter.
Although the Empire's Expeditionary Force had received training from the Legion, it was too far away from the Empire's logistics system, and the infrastructure access of production facilities was too low, so it could not even be transported to Silver Moon Bay, so it was still the old method of directly making money.
Mosquito has fully understood this point, otherwise he would not have taken a different approach to this fat sheep that looks like nothing but is actually fat when everyone is staring at the three companies, enterprises, legions and colleges.
Both of them looked at him with wide eyes.
Good guy.
What a fucking expert...
Too bad this Dogecoin!The debt-bearing eyes couldn't help but sigh, "Hang the street lights!"
How do you speak?The mosquito gave this guy a blank look. If I don’t spend money on them, wouldn’t they take the money back in their pockets?Is this suitable?
The boy and brick at the construction site didn't want to hear it, but just sighed like big eyes.
Bad smoke!
mosquito: ……%!
At this moment, neither the Rat soldiers who were busy waving their hoes or the players watching the fun had noticed that several soldiers from the Free State in the distance were also looking at this side curiously, whispering something.
On the distant apron, four more killer whale transporters landed in azure arc.
A group of strong men carrying large and small bags walked out of the cabin with their heads held high.
They were all wearing stone-painted exoskeletons. The design of the imitation-style equipment was obvious to Ideal City's products, but the darker tone did not look as bright and beautiful as the Pioneer I-type exoskeleton of the 100th Mountain Master.
General Modlin, standing next to the airport smoking a cigarette, glanced at the people and grinned softly.
It seems that the soft-footed shrimp on the East Coast are also some of them that can be beaten.
He is the captain of the 310,000-man team. He commanded the battle the day before yesterday. He has witnessed it with his own eyes how difficult it is for those green-skinned mutants and the goblins they raise.
The Torch Church used the technology of the prosperity era to force the group of barbarians to a height that they were not able to reach. Even if it was not the first time his command was fighting against mutants, he still felt a little difficult.
It is precisely because of this that although the equipment of the 100th mechanized mountain master is indeed good, he is not optimistic about those people at all.
If 10 points are full marks, those people will only have 4 points at most.
Because some details were too amateur, he couldn't help but suspect that those guys were not regular troops at all, but a group of new recruits who were forced out to make up the numbers, and they were even worse than those of the wasteland tourists in the Valley Province.
However, these guys who just got off the plane looked like some soldiers.
Perhaps these talents are the real elites of the company.
It was a mercenary from Yunjian Province. The adjutant standing next to him smiled, but there was a hint of unconsensual ridicule on his face, just a group of guys who worked hard for money.
No matter why he worked hard, those who dared to fight desperately were ruthless people. Mo Delin threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on his boots and crushed them, and said calmly, don't underestimate them.
Just as the group of soldiers were walking towards the barracks, in the shooting range not far away, a group of young men from the 2nd Company of the 100th Mountain Division were receiving the final training before they came on the field.
They were holding the G9 assault rifle and were firing at the green target.
Because they are equipped with the most elite optical sights and the helmets are also noise-reducing, they are all sharpshooters, with only one or two off-target occasions, and almost all the guns hit the bull's-eye.
However, the instructor walking behind them in a military green vest was obviously not satisfied with this achievement.
The face was as dark as iron, and he shouted loudly.
Boost your spirits!
Your opponent is a mutant who eats people and does not spit bones!And it's that kind of green-skinned guy!
They are stronger, more patient, and more cruel than those fishmen with scales!If you fall into their hands, don’t think about paying the ransom and going home. It’s better to pray that they will give you happiness!
These young men had long been accustomed to the rough roar.
But there were also some thorns who liked to show off, and they emptied the magazine in advance and said with a shout.
You are right, sir!But we won't fall into the hands of those idiots
Before he could finish his words, he was kicked in the butt, and he lay on the table, almost turning over and falling into the shooting range.
The instructor grabbed the back of his neck and carried him in front of him like a chicken.
Report before speaking!
yes!Sir!
Let you shout a report!
Report!Report!
Looking at the trembling eyes, the instructor narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was a soldier of the 26th Commando. He once followed the Cloud Team to chase the Trail Blazers' footprints and signals, and walked all the way from the Yunjian Province to the Great Desert.
Unlike these guys who signed up to go to the front line after playing with chickens for a few games, he has not only seen what wasteland looks like, what mutants look like, but also what unlucky guys killed by mutants look like.
But he didn't say anything, but just gave the trembling guy a meaningful look, and then threw away the hand holding the man's collar.
Looking at the new recruits who stopped their hands and looked at the crowd here, he shouted loudly.
See what I do!Staring at the guy in your hands!Stare at your target!Pray that it won’t move, don’t pee when you go to the front line!
The sound of the mouth stinking echoed in the training ground, and even the banging gunshot could not be covered.
After the training, a group of people left the training ground and rushed towards the canteen.
Although I was scolded, this unpleasantness did not hinder their appetite.
Damn... I have been scolding me for three months, and tomorrow I will be on the front line!
Haha, my big knife is already hungry and thirsty!
Then let me see the strength of the sniper god in the city P!
I don’t know if there are any LD-47s here, the gun is powerful enough!
Indeed, the G9 assault rifle is too small!I can't match my exoskeleton!
I will borrow a entourage from the brothers of the alliance later...
The door of the training ground.
Looking at the group of noisy guys, he looked at Su Ming standing beside him in a daze, swallowing his saliva.
Are these guys really okay?
Although most of them themselves are so noisy, that's because they won't really die.
And considering those three difficult days, most people still show their skills and fight seriously when they really fight.
Obviously.
These NPCs are not.
They seem to have no idea where they are going tomorrow and what they will see after they go there.
Su Ming's expression was a little awkward, and he coughed lightly and said.
Don’t look at them like this... in fact, they have been practicing in the recruit camp for three months, so they won’t be dragged down.
Asked tentatively, the edge paddling.
…Virtual reality training ground?
Su Ming tried to explain.
The training time that only accounts for 50% of the time...We also do live-fire training and physical training.
The edge was stunned for a moment.
Good guy.
It actually accounts for 50%!
But there is something to say.
The board of directors is pretty good to these rookies. The bullets they fired out in one day are almost the same as those in the two years before he switched to work as a firefighter.
Looking at the exquisite equipment, I still felt a little envious in my heart, just like the young men from those companies looking at him with envious eyes.
It's better to have money...
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