The machine roared, and some noisy voices came slowly from inside.

Marx once said that capital is evil. He would enslave his own workers and make him produce surplus value for him. What was originally produced by the workers should have belonged to them. The merchants, on the other hand, plundered what was rightfully theirs and sold it, while the money they received continued to tell the workers to produce the next batch, and the produced goods were sold. Often, several batches of things are sold, and the workers only get the money for a batch of things, and the money is still exploited layer by layer, and the little is pitiful.

Countless workers are busy inside, producing a lot of supplies, guns, ammunition, and 3D printed food for them.

All things are in full swing and are carried out in an orderly manner. This production line is extended by hundreds of meters, and there are more than 100 workers standing on this assembly line alone.

"General, are you quite satisfied with this thing?"

A group of officers surrounded the other man in a big hat in a small way, and the stars and moons rushed to hug each other.

If you look closely, the person in the middle is not too tall. The face is dark, like a black man from Africa, which is the result of long-term exposure, and the complexion reveals a healthy appearance, except that this person is like a migrant worker or a farmer.

I really can't figure out why such an ordinary person who will never look back in the pile of people will be surrounded by stars and moons.

"How many guns can this line produce in a day?"

"At a normal rate, they can produce a weapon with 50 men in a day. In the case of emergency processing, the speed can be doubled. ”

The official reported his work carefully, and his eyes peeked at the chief from time to time, a little frightened, afraid that he would be offended by his unintentional actions.

"Very good, then you can do it well, as long as you do it with your heart, I will not treat you badly."

The general patted him on the shoulder in appreciation.

"With this gun, our waists are much harder."

"Yes, to be able to forcibly assemble two corps. As long as we have this part, the scope of our rights can be expanded. ”

In fact, this world is often the law of the jungle, but the surface of the world is covered by many things, and many things under the jungle cannot be obtained, all that can be obtained is wildness and fighting, and perhaps only animal skins and lean meat. Perhaps those people tend to just want to get what is covered up on the surface, and take it lightly, forgetting what is actually buried deep in.

So that in the troubled times, there are still rules, which is obviously unruly. All the truth of the world is on the tip of my spear. The truth that having power is that a father has a gun and is the king of the mountain has not changed from ancient times to the present. Force may not change many things. But power comes out of the barrel of a gun, and there are certainly not many things that cannot be solved without force.

"There are too many warlords, probably due to the recent decrease in the number of zombies, and people are gradually changing from how to survive to how to live. There is more friction, and this is inevitable. But what we have to do is that even if it is the law of the jungle, we have to be the strongest wolf. ”

"The general is right." Let's read books

The non-commissioned officers sincerely appreciated that such a decisive person and a bright-hearted person was the one worthy of his follow.

The general brushed his coat and hat.

According to his soldiers, he wanted to gain a foothold in this area for a short time. The limelight must not be out, and the fist must be hard enough.

Build high walls, accumulate grain, and slowly become kings.

These nine-character mantras are tied and nailed at all times. The tree is a big wind, and the target of the public is not so easy to do. Therefore, what we should do at the moment is to lead rather than accumulate strength, so that we can cope with sufficient dangers. As for the false name of the generals and marshals who are fighting for, the military rank of these things has long been irrelevant. In this virus, the Reiwa government fell apart, the tree fell down, and he himself was a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it was difficult to protect himself, so what did he want to do with this kind of false name? Will it be possible to raise more soldiers? Will it be possible to recruit more soldiers?

And he has so far eliminated a warlord, a population of 100,000. All the guns and ammunition of tens of thousands of guns were in his pocket.

This further expands his strength and ambitions. And he found that there was a munitions depot hidden in the mountain not far away.

There were helicopters, guns and tanks, heavy weapons, which were the main equipment of the dictatorship of man.

With it, it is even more powerful, and the recent research on zombie viruses has greatly improved. Unlike the zombie viruses of the past, they are buried deep in the human body. There are no mutations in the genes, and it is difficult to understand the general trend of the virus without a development trend. After further grasping the trend of the virus and having an understanding of the virus, they developed some new weapons to control the virus, which was even more powerful.

The general stretched his hand out of his sleeve, and it was strange that as a general, he wore a big coat without the officer's white gloves, revealing his bruised hands.

And the most frightening thing about his fingers is that he has one less finger on his right hand.......

"You're right, go down first. Just according to the original plan. Since our production line can be satisfied, let's try to assemble our more elite troops. We'll soon have our next goal. ”

The attachés nodded, and they also knew that this general was someone who liked to miss the old. Sometimes on rainy days or day and night, he is often alone in a period of daze, his thoughts are ethereal, and he constantly swims in the gaps of time.

The general, who went out on the balcony, looked at the crowd, and they were all busy. All living beings are in the fly camp, but the difference is that he was one of the many beings before, and he was one of the cogs of the army. And now all the living beings seem to be serving him. But he didn't enjoy this feeling at all, and all that greeted him was the nothingness in his heart, the emptiness that he felt.

Is it too cold to be in high places?

"Sometimes, I miss you guys! I will not forget you, my friend. I will carry your name with me. Take our team to higher ground. ”

Wang Meng's face gradually leaked outside. He muttered to himself into the air, as if to say something? But there are not many people around him who can tell him, and how many people are still by his side now?

Maybe that's life!

Wang Meng sighed, he didn't know how long this road could take, he could only rely on his intuition to continue to do so......