The situation in the military factory was quite satisfactory to Qin Tian, although it was only a short ten minutes, Qin Tian had already obtained enough information.

Such as equipment, output, and so on.

But in fact, these are not the point, what Qin Tian wants to know most is the talent reserve, if there is no this, even if they are given the most sophisticated machine tools, they will not be able to produce what he wants.

Now, at least Qin Tian knew that Dr. Brice had this ability.

But after thinking about it, Qin Tian felt a wave of frustration again......

The gap between himself and "Heavy Rain" is too big, "Heavy Rain" has drones, and this quantum chip in his head can be said to be only available in science fiction movies, and this may be just one of the many scientific research projects of "Heavy Rain".

And Qin Tian was still cheering because he had a gun barrel precision forging machine that had long been popularized in all countries in the world.

At such a speed, Qin Tian didn't know what it would take to catch up with the "Heavy Rain" and confront them head-on.

On the other hand......

Qin Tian drank whiskey with ice cubes while looking through the window at the "S" who was training downstairs...... A group of soldiers in camouflage uniforms, with AK47s in their hands, and not even bulletproof vests, Qin Tian could hardly believe that he could rely on them to fight against the "heavy rain".

More importantly, they are mercenaries and private armies.

The nature of both of these dictates that they fight for money rather than for some kind of faith.

That's the deadliest thing.

Even if a unit without faith can eventually have good equipment and even train well, work is work after all, and not many people are willing to give up their lives for work...... As a mercenary, Qin Tian knew this very well.

So, at the last moment of interest, such as when they realized that Qin Tian's enemy was a "rainstorm" that was strong enough to pinch them to death with a little finger, or when "rainstorm" promised to give them more commissions, would they still work for Qin Tian?

Qin Tian thought that more of them would choose to defect to the battle.

That's the benefits and the reality.

On the contrary, only a team that is united not by profit but by faith will emerge one after another warriors who do not care for their own lives.

Therefore, Qin Tian sometimes didn't know if what he was doing made sense, but he had no other way.

"Perhaps, I should change the nature of this force!" Qin Tian said to himself.

Qin Tian hoped that the quantum chip could give him a suggestion, but this was exactly what the quantum chip could not do...... It couldn't think like a human, and this was Qin Tian's responsibility.

How can this be changed?

Faith?

Let them take the "ghost" as their own faith?

Forget it, the "ghost" itself is a mercenary company, and its relationship with them is one hand to pay money and one hand to sell his life.

Perhaps, Qin Tian needs some kind of binding of interests, that is, tying the "ghost" with the interests of a certain group, so that it is possible for someone to stand up when the "ghost" is attacked.

Then Qin Tian thought of the chief.

In the next second, Qin Tian tried to call up the chief's information from the quantum chip...... Unfortunately, there is nothing but a simple account of a contract and some aid in the "ghost".

This is one of the reasons why the more backward the country, the more difficult it is to deal with.

The advanced developed countries only need to bomb their power stations to make it unbearable. And for a near-primitive country, you don't know where to fight if you want to...... With a burst of missiles, they continued to live like people who were fine.

In desperation, Qin Tian could only ask people to call the chief.

The chieftain who had just run from the training ground was sweating profusely, and he stood up in front of Qin Tian panting, and said, "Sir! ”

Qin Tian motioned for the chief to sit down on the chair in front of him, and then poured him a glass of water...... Alcohol is not allowed during training, especially if the Chief is the captain of the "S" Troops.

"How's the training going?" Qin Tian asked casually.

"It went well!" The chief replied, "Achill is a little out of tune, but he's trying!" ”

"Hmm!" Qin Tian said, "Give him a little more time." ”

"Yes, sir!"

"Tell me about your tribe!" When the chief was drinking water, Qin Tian asked, "I want to know about it!" ”

"Sir......" The chief looked at Qin Tian with some suspicion.

"Don't worry!" Qin Tian said: "We didn't have a conflict with anyone, and of course it won't be bad for your tribe, I just want to know how we can give them some help within our ability!" ”

"It's a help that we can work here!" The chief replied.

"You mean...... What are your commissions? ”

"Yes!" The chief replied: "Our commission is spent almost exclusively on the food and medicine of the tribe, and they are in a terrible condition!" ”

"Don't you have the help of the United Nations?" Qin Tian asked.

"Only a small fraction of the UN's aid will reach us!" The sheikh replied: "It's a militia called Hamadi, you know, they call it tax collection!" ”

Qin Tian knew something about this.

Militias are local militias that have little financial resources and, in the words of locals, are "so poor that they are left with only guns and bullets."

They were able to survive in two ways: by forcing the people under their control to hand over their food, and by forcing the people and even their children to be part of them.

Then they can go and conquer more land and plunder more wealth.

No one can control them, because they are like guerrillas, they don't know when they will come.

But one thing is certain, if they don't prepare enough food, then they will mercilessly teach the people "a little lesson".

"Why don't you resist?" Qin Tian felt a little strange.

"We don't have that many guns!" The chief replied, "And most of us are not trained in this regard!" In fact, it's a problem for them to even have enough to eat, let alone resist! ”

Qin Tian nodded.

He suddenly knew what he had to do...... Help some of the local tribes, so that you can not only tie the interests of the "ghosts" to them, but also possibly have more troops.

More importantly, the troops organized in this way are not only interests, but also have some kind of faith.

For, this is no longer a force that fights for its own interests, but a force that guards the safety of the tribe, just as soldiers are willing to sacrifice their lives for their country and their people, and they are willing to die for it.

Thinking of this, Qin Tian no longer hesitated.

"From now on......" Qin Tian said, "you don't need to leave food for those people anymore!" ”