"...These guys, they don't think of me when they are having fun, but they think of me when they are in trouble. I am not your babysitter!"
Heart of Steel, Captain's Room.
Chu Guang, sitting at his desk, couldn't help rolling his eyes as he looked at the report on "How to deal with clone soldiers" submitted by Edgepad.
Whether it is the world before or after the crossing, there is no precedent in history of systematically capturing mentally retarded people.
According to the practice of the general survivor settlement, it must be buried.
But the Alliance obviously can't do it.
A disciplined organization must act according to the rules. The correct idea should be to formulate a set of rules and implement them according to the established rules in the future.
Chu Guang wanted to ask Xiao Qi's opinion, but Xiao Qi's focus was on a strange place.
"Huh? Master, do you want to have fun?" The voice was a little surprised, but there was also some reasonable understanding in it.
Chu Guang coughed and said, almost choking on his saliva.
"I'm just giving you an example... Don't focus on these strange things. If you have the computing power, you might as well help me with some ideas."
Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the table, held his lower chin with both hands, making a thoughtful expression.
"Well... Xiao Qi doesn't know, there is no precedent in the database, but... Master, do you think they are human?"
"I guess so, although they are mentally retarded." Chu Guang said casually.
Xiao Qi continued to ask.
"Then how do you generally deal with the Mentally Retarded Alliance?"
"They are classified as the same as the disabled, and the refugee home is responsible for resettlement, or a designated guardian is arranged..." When he said this, Chu Guang's eyes lit up slightly.
Yes.
Just find someone to take care of these guys.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang spoke.
"… The clone prisoners are supervised and disciplined by their original direct superiors, and work in teams of ten in the prisoner-of-war camp. If one person violates the rules, the whole team will be punished together. If the labor task is not completed, the team leader bears the main responsibility."
It is equivalent to removing the positions of deputy centurion, flag bearer, trumpeter, etc. from the original ten-man team, and letting the centurion manage these mentally retarded and violent clone prisoners.
The prison terms of the Alliance's prisoners of war basically start from ten years.
Unless the Corps intends to redeem them, most clone soldiers will not live to the day they are released from prison. In this way, there is no need to worry about how to deal with the impact of these special groups on the Alliance society and the social problems caused by them.
Chu Guang spent ten minutes orally telling Xiao Qi some details, including preventing the centurion from deliberately killing those burdens to get rid of responsibility, including supplementing loopholes in specific clauses, etc.
If used properly, these clone soldiers can become good laborers whether in farmland or mines.
Although these clones cannot do too complicated work, simple and repetitive physical labor should not be a big problem.
As for the living standard, let's set it at "hardship" like other prisoners of war.
"Xiao Qi, did you write it down?"
Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the desk, nodded his head with admiration.
"Yeah! I remember it all!"
Chu Guang's mouth curled up a smile, leaned back in the office chair and stretched.
Although today's work has only started for ten minutes, it's still hard for me.
There are no new changes in the war on the front line, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.
Just when Chu Guang was thinking about whether to open two old man rings to relax, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the desk, suddenly raised his head as if he received a signal.
"Oh, master, there is new news from the foreign affairs department, about the enterprise."
When Chu Guang heard the news from the enterprise, he subconsciously became nervous.
A large part of the reason why he ran to the front line was to avoid the representatives of the enterprise.
The old friends on the East Coast are only happy to give money, but they are really slow about other things.
The Supreme Council has made a resolution to support the alliance, but has not yet approved the "Orca" transport plane to go to the front line.
For example, everyone agreed to drive the Legion out of Luoxia Province without a single one left to eliminate future troubles. This war was only halfway through and they finally had a little advantage, and the Council began to discuss whether to use prisoners of war to negotiate a ceasefire with the Legion.
This is of course negotiable.
Chu Guang still knows the most basic questions of what is just a means and what is the goal.
The development of the alliance will eventually be completed through farming, industry and infrastructure. War can only be regarded as a catalyst, and peace is the long-term solution.
But even so, the time for negotiation should be after the strategic deployment of the Legion in Luoxia Province is crippled, and its ambition and ability of the "Eastern Expansion Faction" are completely weakened.
If possible, Chu Guang really hopes that the old friends on the East Coast will just pay money.
"What did he say?"
"He said that the reporter from Zhiyuan News wants to interview General Soft."
Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone softened.
"Is McLen not enough?"
Xiao Qi: "Well... Xiao Qi thinks that it may be because the effect of the previous interview with General McLen was so outstanding, so they want to interview a few more generals."
Chu Guang was stunned.
"Outstanding?"
Xiao Qi imitated Chu Guang's usual gestures, stretched out his index finger and drew a virtual stroke in the air, and a picture quickly appeared above the holographic computer pen.
This is the news broadcast in Ideal City.
Collected by Fang Chang.
General McLen in the camera clenched his fists, his face was ashen, and his face was filled with indignation.
"...I say it again, I didn't lose to the Alliance! I lost to the despicable enterprise! If it weren't for the support of the enterprise to the Alliance, I would not have lost the battle in River Valley Province! The battle in the southern part of Luoxia Province was even more impossible!"
Compared to General McLennan's indignation, the reporter sitting opposite him had a face full of joy, and he had to bite his upper and lower lips to pretend to be serious.
After McLennan finished speaking, the reporter couldn't wait to continue asking.
"So you think you actually lost to the Enterprise? But we don't think so. Whether it was the battle in the River Valley Province or the one in the southern part of the Sunset Province, the survivors who were oppressed by the Legion fought hard and won the final victory-"
"Nonsense!" McLen widened his eyes and glared at the reporter, "When did we oppress the local survivors! We haven't even been to Oasis No. 4! Heroic fighting? What a joke! Did they make those tanks themselves?"
Reporter: "Well, it's true... Although we also provided some parts, such as the No. 60 electromagnetic cannon."
"It's that damn electromagnetic cannon! Without that thing, the Alliance would never be able to penetrate the armor of Conqueror No. 10! And that flapping-wing aircraft, without that thing, I would never lose to a group of natives fighting on horseback! It can only hide behind others and play tricks. If we have the ability, let's set up a battle and fight it openly!"
McLen cursed.
However, he did not notice that the angrier he got, the happier the reporter sitting opposite him became.
Especially after seeing him break down, the reporter simply removed himself from the camera and placed him in the center of the screen, letting him tell his story louder.
The interview soon came to an end.
Having obtained all the materials he wanted, the reporter made a conclusion for this interview.
"Thank you for cooperating with today's interview... But even if you curse, I think you still have to thank the enterprise. If it weren't for the pressure from the Supreme Council, you might have died in the coal mine of the alliance or been hung on the gallows."
McLennan said with a stiff face.
"Dream on!"
A man can be killed but not humiliated.
He would rather die than say thank you to his enemy!
The reporter did not care about his offense to the enterprise at all, but instead gave him a close-up of his stiff facial expression, and the interview ended there.
Looking at McLennan who was trying to save face in the camera, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, and then showed a helpless expression.
Good guy.
No wonder the reporters of the Enterprise wanted to interview more generals.
None of these officers who were beaten badly by the Alliance admitted that they lost to the Alliance. They all said that they only lost because of the poor logistics and the equipment of the Enterprise.
Even if they knew in their hearts that one or two pieces of equipment could not change the outcome of the war, it was better to admit that they lost to the Enterprise due to insufficient preparation than to lose to a group of "natives" in their eyes.
At least they are both the orthodox successors of the Human Alliance.
The Enterprise has become the last fig leaf for the surrendered officers.
The reporter in the camera also obviously took advantage of this, consciously inducing and even stimulating McLen to make him answer in the desired direction.
Chu Guang tried to think about it from another perspective. For the residents of Ideal City, this kind of interview is indeed difficult not to make people feel happy.
The topic of the front-line battle situation must have been quite popular on the cloud of the ideal city.
Chu Guang thought for less than two minutes and then spoke.
"Okay, let the reporter from Zhiyuan Newspaper go."
It won't hurt to cheer up the neighbors, at least it will make the council's "peaceful" proposal lose its popular support.
Looking at the interview video in the holographic window, Chu Guang suddenly had an idea, and looked at Xiao Qi who nodded to indicate that he had received it and continued.
"Arrange the interview location near Hill 330, and let them interview the clone soldiers... Don't deliberately let them do anything, just let them see those idiots."
Life is passing away at eight times the speed.
What an evil technology!
Those idiots who can't do anything except eating, drinking, defecating, and fighting must be enough to arouse the sympathy of the residents of Ideal City.
The generous and selfless alliance can help them settle these "poor people" who were swept into the war and satisfy their sympathy that has nowhere to go.
As long as they are willing to pay a not very expensive credit point.
In this way, those clone soldiers can not only become the labor force for the alliance to build the wasteland, but also help the alliance get a resettlement subsidy from the enterprise.
It is equivalent to winning twice.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was absolutely amazing. Chu Guang couldn't help but raise his mouth and shook his head with a smile.
"This dog planner is too inhuman."
...
Front line.
After a short rest at Hill 330, the Skeleton Corps continued to set off under the leadership of Mole.
Marshal Yade of the Honey Badger Kingdom stayed with the Restoration Army and fifty captured Conqueror series tanks, ready to cooperate with the Death Corps to recapture the entire Oasis No. 3.
In the two days waiting for the arrival of the rear truck, the Death Corps stationed on Hill 330 captured nearly four full-strength thousand-man teams, a total of more than 5,000 prisoners.
Most of them were clone soldiers, and a small number were officers promoted by the Weyland people and the entourage army.
In order to manage these prisoners of war, the alliance had to draw a thousand-man team from the Lion Kingdom Army and temporarily detained these prisoners in a valley.
In addition to the surrender of a large number of prisoners, the herdsmen in nearby villages and settlements also approached cautiously.
Previously, the legion recruited a large number of young and strong laborers from the local area and forced them to build fortifications on the front line.
Now the legion has been defeated.
Some of them came to find relatives, some to seek revenge, and some simply to see jokes or join in the fun.
Instead of waiting for the villagers to have food and drink, they waited for a group of troubles.
I really couldn't understand their dialect, so I had to throw them to Marshal Yade of the Honey Badger Kingdom to deal with them.
Seeing His Royal Highness appear in front of them, the hundreds of herdsmen surrounding the entrance of the camp immediately knelt down with a flutter.
Looking at Yade's weather-beaten face, the leading old man's eyes were filled with excited tears.
"Your Highness, you... are finally back!"
Looking at the trembling old man in front of him, Yade's face showed a trace of guilt, and he helped him up from the kneeling ground.
"I'm sorry for making you suffer."
The old man looked at the soldiers standing at the entrance of the camp carefully and asked.
"Those people are..."
Yade said with a smile.
"They are from the alliance, and they are our friends!"
Hearing this, the herdsmen around whispered, and the old man's face showed a hint of realization, but soon he was worried again.
"The alliance... is it the alliance in the south of the river valley province?"
Yad nodded.
"Well, they lent us a hand in times of crisis, and it is thanks to their help that we can return here."
The old man looked at those people worriedly, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke in a low voice.
"It is not a good idea to let outsiders interfere in the affairs of the desert. The spirit of the sea of sand taught us to be vigilant against threats from outside... This will lead to disaster."
Yad explained patiently.
"But it has already happened. The Falcon Kingdom first surrendered to the Legion and invaded our land with the support of the Legion. We can't defeat them with our own strength... We can only seek help outside the desert."
The old man asked in a low voice.
"But what if the Alliance becomes the next Legion? They are already strong enough. Who can guarantee that they will not force us to do things we don't want to do like the Legion?"
"The Alliance's army is a disciplined force. They will not do this. Their managers have assured me. Moreover, from what I saw with my own eyes in the Lion Kingdom, they are indeed spreading order and helping local people rebuild their homes... and this is exactly what we need most at this moment when we fall into chaos."
Yade put his hand on the old man's shoulder, looked at the wrinkled face seriously, and said sincerely.
"Please believe me."
...
Just as Yade was calming the emotions of the local people, a "Killer Whale" transport plane slowly landed in the open space in the center of the camp not far away.
A man who was incompatible with the atmosphere of the battlefield and the wasteland in terms of both clothing and style jumped out of the cabin first.
There was an interview drone floating behind him, and he asked excitedly as soon as he landed.
"Where's Soft? Where's the general you caught?"
The little player who was pulled was stunned on the spot, staring at this guy in confusion.
"Who are you?"
The players next to him gathered around curiously, looking at this strange NPC.
Looking at the confused expression on the face of the soldier in front of him, the man suddenly slapped his head, smiled embarrassedly, and hurriedly took out a business card and handed it out.
"Wu Kaian! A reporter from Zhiyuan News! I heard that there was another victory report from the front line. I came here from Ideal City specially to interview your opponent..."
Good guy!
A reporter from Ideal City? !
Looking at the translation on the VM screen, the player's eyes suddenly lit up, raised his head and said with a grin.
"A group of defeated generals, what's the point of interviewing them, why not interview me."
Not understanding what he said, Wu Kaian was stunned and asked subconsciously.
"Uh, who are you?"
"I'm the Outlaw! I serve in the Death Corps, I'm a strength type, and I'm good at shotguns. Unfortunately, our damn leader didn't give me any chances... Damn, it makes me angry just thinking about it! I pedaled a tricycle all day, the wheels were smoking, and I didn't even see the shadow of the enemy before it was over!"
The player kept talking, and he became more and more excited.
However, Wu Kaian was confused.
There were ten incomprehensible "dialects" in these three sentences of human language, and he didn't understand a single word from the first sentence.
Finally, he waited for the man to finish speaking, and then he asked in a low voice.
"What does fa.wai.kuang.tu mean?"
"It's just--"
"Cough."
After a cough, the new player interrupted his words. Lao Bai, who came to pick him up from a distance, took the business card from the reporter and said to him with a confused face.
"You are here to interview General Soft, right? He was taken to Hill 330, 17 kilometers away. I'll arrange for someone to take you there."
The manager just talked to him on the phone and told him about this.
Including putting the interview location on Hill 330.
As he said that, Lao Bai looked at Bai Ge Daishou who came with him.
"Please take him there."
"Okay! Boss." Bai Ge Daishou stood up straight and accepted the order, then looked at the reporter next to him and said with a smile, "Please follow me."
Finally there was someone with whom he could communicate normally, Wu Kaian breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a smile.
"Thank you for your trouble!"
Looking at the two people walking away, the outlaw said with dissatisfaction.
"Fuck! Why don't you let me be interviewed?"
"I'm saving you, don't thank me, go back and read the player manual carefully."
Old White looked at the newbie who was too proud of himself with a caring look, leaving him confused, and walked straight to the Orca transport plane in the center of the camp.
Looking at the pilot in the cabin, he greeted him.
"Hello, I'm the commander of the Burning Corps."
The pilot who was chewing gum suddenly brightened up, and immediately moved his legs off the console and opened the small round window under the cabin.
"Burning Corps? That Burning Corps?"
Old White smiled embarrassedly.
"Although I don't know which one you are talking about, there should be only one Burning Corps in the Alliance."
The pilot said happily.
"I've heard of you for a long time! The recently popular "Battle Royale" on Dian Dian Cloud has also released your skin... ah, I almost forgot, you may not know what Battle Royale is."
Looking at the pilot talking to himself, Lao Bai was confused.
"There is such a thing?"
"You don't know how popular you are over there! Damn, I should have brought a pen!" The pilot touched the back of his head, smiled and stretched his right hand out of the small window, "Hello, my name is Sun Ze, a pilot of the Aviation Department of the Enterprise Armed Forces."
"Lao Bai."
Lao Bai shook hands with him, and after letting go, he coughed lightly and continued.
"...Let's talk about the greetings later. We have an urgent mission here and need your plane."
"Understood! Your manager has informed us to take the parachuted pilot home, right? Come up directly."
The pilot withdrew his right hand from the small window, raised his thumb and gestured to the back, and then continued with a beaming face, "How are you going to go down later? Parachuting?"
Old White coughed.
"Just land normally..."
Why parachute when you can land normally.
He is not sick.
However, after hearing his answer, the pilot looked disappointed, as if he had missed something interesting.
With his index finger on the VM, Old White quickly summoned Ye Shi, Kuangfeng, Quitting Smoking and other brothers of the Burning Corps.
A total of 20 people, all of whom are the top combat forces of the Burning Corps.
Counting one power armor, nine sets of six-type "heavy cavalry" and ten sets of five-type "light cavalry" exoskeletons, the firepower of their twenty people is enough to rival a reinforced company.
In order to ensure that everything is foolproof, the manager asked them to bring the best equipment.
Looking at the assembled people, Lao Bai turned on the speaker of the power armor and said.
"... There are two pieces of news."
"The bad news is that our ace pilot found a transport plane, and the mission to search the southern part of Oasis No. 8 was canceled. The good news is that the plane we found was out of power, and it was located in the north of the Golden Lizard Kingdom, so the command center arranged a new mission and threw the search and rescue work from the Goblin Corps to us."
"The mission is very simple. Follow the Enterprise's plane to the north and take a long detour to recover Luo Yu and his baby. If the situation permits, also recover the out-of-control 'Eagle'... There are some special research materials on it, and our white-haired NPC lady is very interested. We will try to bring it back for her."
After taking a look at the equipment on these good brothers, he stood aside and asked curiously.
"Is the lineup so luxurious?"
Several top players of the Burning Corps are here.
It's not that exaggerated to just go outside the war zone to pick someone up, right?
Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Lao Bai said with a smile.
"Just in case, who knows what's on the edge of the Wandering Swamp? I heard from Luo Yu that there seem to be quite a few alien species there."
Ye Shi said with a chuckle.
"+1, and we can take a plane and go back to the front-line airport together."
The Burning Corps is an airborne force, so they naturally have to be on standby at the airport to quickly support the areas where the battle is urgent.
I heard that the Lion Kingdom Army encountered some tough problems in the northwest, and they should have a chance to play again soon.
Compared to hanging up on a truck for two or three days, it is obviously more fun to take a plane.
At this time, the debt-ridden big-eyed man with a cane limped over, looked at everyone and sighed.
"You can take me too."
Ye Shi asked with a smirk.
"What's wrong, isn't the front line fun?"
Grabbing his butt with his right hand, the debt-ridden big-eyed man cursed.
"Fun, it's so fucking fun!"