The people-for-food plan was strongly opposed by the elders of the Oriental Hong Kong dollar, and the steel deck in the Dongfeng Tea House was almost overturned. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"We're here to sacrifice our lives and die with the people of Medno, and they're on their side, and they've reconciled with the barbarians?"

"That's it! The barbarians killed people all the way to the port of Champa and killed so many people, and our people deployed all the way to defuse the offensive of these bastards, and the guys in the advance team actually made peace with the Nanban? ”

"Who said peace?" Paradigm finds a set of megaphones under the bar and clutches at it and shouts at it. A loud sound reverberated back and forth in the small cabin, and the originally noisy cabin suddenly became silent. Seeing everyone covering their ears and looking at him, a strong sense of satisfaction welled up in the heart of the example, and he still had to have a golden finger in the end. "Don't be in a hurry to object, we can make suggestions on this matter, and wait for the details to be sent over there before we understand the whole situation."

"Can you put the megaphone down?" A voice came out below, "Make such a loud noise, you think it's a square dance?" ”

Paradigm looked down at the loudspeaker and felt that the sound was a bit loud, so he hurriedly turned it off, "The population-for-food plan doesn't mean reconciliation with Nanban, right?" He spread his hands and said, "Listening to the news from the Champa Port, we rescued more than 6,000 people in the siege battle, they were captured by the Nanban all the way, and they did not get food supplies and rest along the way, and the physical strength of the people who can go to the Champa Port is relatively good, so these people only need a short period of rest and recuperation to be able to put into use." ”

"Why do you say that people will definitely come to work in Oriental Port?"

"It's just that it's spring soon, and they can go back to farming again and still be able to feed themselves."

"Yes, maybe I didn't even say thank you, and as soon as the siege of Zhanchenggang was lifted, I disappeared immediately."

"That's it, if the people we exchange food for are not guaranteed, it is better to ignore them."

"You can't say that, after all, it's a life, and if you can save one, it's not one."

"Don't you know that we don't have enough food ourselves? Would you be happy to take your rations for a change? ”

"If it's a pretty girl, you can think about it."

"Think about beauty, the beautiful girl has been ruined by the brutes on the road, where is your share?"

Paradigm's face turned white, and he just said a word, but he was robbed again, and then his heart was crossed, and he turned on the megaphone and began to say again, "The only place that these exchange people can go to is Dongfang Port, they have no food, and there are not enough seeds to sow after the arrival of spring, and the house is burned down, if you don't come to Dongfang Port with us, there is only a dead end." ”

"I'll go, can you be quieter?" Someone below is saying, "In addition, they are in Champa Port at this time, and you can guarantee that this Champang Port will not intercept this group of refugees?" ”

"Of course not." The example lowered the volume a little and continued, "Champa Port is not a modern city, their grain is sold by large families nearby, at this time, because of the siege, these grains have been requisitioned, and they will have to be counted after the siege is lifted, and Champa Port will not use financial expenditures to feed a group of refugees who are useless to them." As far as the present situation is concerned, I heard that the grain officials at the grain depot when the decision was made to change this group of refugees were strongly opposed. Therefore, these refugees will definitely not be able to stay in Champong Port, these people have neither food nor a place to stand, and there is no other way out except to come to Dongfang Port with us. ”

"What about the food? Let the Nanban help us collect the population, we can use grain to buy the population directly. ”

"You're full, get so many people, can we digest it?"

"Even if we don't have enough food ourselves. During this morning's battle, a galleon sank across the channel of the port, and we will not be able to use our harbor until the ship is salvaged. Didn't you see that in the morning, there were still people riding motorcycles along the avenue to An Yuncheng, and posted notices along the way? ”

"Post a notice? What notice? ”

"I can't remember exactly, it seems that it was the one who wrote it......"

"I wrote ......" example can't help but be a little secretly proud, he has been practicing a brush and regular script since childhood, this time the executive committee also specially invited him to write a "Oriental Port to Anyun People", the only dissatisfaction is that because of the printing conditions, his calligraphy work written like a big-character poster was shrunk to the size of A4 paper. Listening to the few patriarchs who posted the notices back, they said that there were a few talented people who dressed up and asked them for a few notices to go back to copy, which made him feel proud. "It's a sign of the harvest."

At this moment, the door of the cabin was pushed open, and a veteran of the logistics department ran in and shouted, "The veterans of logistics are all out, we have to go to pick up food, hurry up." ”

The crowd rushed out, leaving a lone person who wanted to show off his regular script behind the bar.

At this time, the deck was full of veterans looking in the direction of the port, and the veterans of the logistics department were all descending the gangway to the trestle.

On the left side of the trestle are the two sail warships captured in the battle last night, and at this time, the veterans of the epidemic prevention department are wearing chemical protective suits and spraying the diluted 666 on the deck with sprayers, and for a time the deck is full of pungent smells. Yang Junbo and Lin Chuanqing, both wearing chemical protective suits, inspected the sail rope system on board and exchanged views on how to improve it. At this time, the patriarch of the surveying and mapping department was moving all kinds of drawings out of the battleship's chart room, and he didn't let go of even a small piece of paper, knowing that there were rats on the ship, and if they were eaten by rats, it would be a huge loss. Until now, the knowledge of the travelers about this planet is only limited to the charts provided by the Medeno people, and other than that, they can only be photographed and mapped little by little, and the planes need to be overhauled for a long time and are grounded, these Medeno charts are tantamount to a charcoal in the snow, and the best thing is that there are still many draftsmen and navigators among the thousands of Medeno people captured together this time, and they know much more about the charts than the elders of the mapping group who basically rely on guesswork.

Chen Xiaomao stood near the trestle bridge with great interest at this time, watching the captured Maidno people cleaning up the debris of the port of Dongfang Harbor under the guard of the militia. This morning, he heard a continuous volley of gunfire from Dongfang Harbor, and he did not stop until it was almost dawn. One of the reasons why he came out as soon as he received the grain collection notice from Dongfang Port was to see the results of these Chinese in the early morning. Now that he saw the Medeno captives carrying the slain sailors to the west, he thought it was quite interesting, and he followed them to the west.

A huge pit has been dug at some point by the edge of a forest in the distance, this pit is more than 20 zhang long, six zhang wide, and two zhang deep, and the corpses that died on the battlefield are continuously sent here, and then placed neatly, and each layer is full, there are people in white coats who bring people to scatter lime, and then someone comes to bury a layer of soil, and then puts the corpses. He couldn't help but be a little scared, this pit must not have been dug a long time ago, it must have been dug this morning, but what kind of tools can dig such a big pit in the land? He couldn't help but look left and right, and saw a "demon car" parked in the distance, under the car were two wide iron feet, but on the body was a large steel house, and on the top of the house was a small room made of glass, in which sat a Chinese with hair, looking left and right, while holding a few sticks and fiddling. In the center of the steel house, there is a steel arm, which is full of ** zhang length if it is straightened. At the other end of the arm was a huge digging bucket, and I saw the man in the small room fiddling with those small sticks at will, and I saw the arm waving the bucket to dig up dirt in the earth. As soon as I dug down, I saw that at least ten rocks of soil had been dug up.

Chen Xiaomao couldn't help but be a little stunned, more than ten stones of soil were enough for one person to dig for a day. Seeing the demon cart effortlessly lift the dirt and twist it on the spot, piling the dirt aside, he noticed that hitachi was written in the center of the rear of the demon cart. He didn't know what it meant, and he didn't know how to read it, but he was about to get closer when his cousin suddenly ran over and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, these pirates are starting to set the table and collect food." ”

Chen Xiaomao couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly made a silent gesture, left and right to see that no one was paying attention to him, and then he put his mind at ease, "You guy, you call other people's pirates in other people's territory, don't want to live anymore?" So saying, he followed his cousin to the grain collection place.

Although he came out as soon as he got the news, his cart was still in sixth place, and he couldn't help but look ahead, and the guys from the grain store and the cars of several large families nearby were in front of him. At this moment, someone behind him came over to greet him, he turned his head and looked at it, and couldn't help but be taken aback, it turned out to be Liu Mingyuan. This Liu Mingyuan is the number one gentleman in the territory of An Yun, and he has a lot of rural bravery, even when he attacked the pirates of Dongfang Port last time, he was also the main force of his rural bravery. But at this time, he did not have the slightest sense of hiding his identity, wearing a blue satin robe, a turban on his head, and a flagpole was erected on the cart next to him, with the word "Liu" written on it.

"Chen Yuanwai! Long time no see! Well? Liu Mingyuan greeted him with a fist.

"Master Liu?" Chen Xiaomao was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly stepped forward, "This Dongfang Port is the realm of pirates, if you recognize it as Master Liu, won't it immediately become a tiger's den in Longtan?" ”

"Hehehe." Liu Mingyuan said while stroking his beard and smiling, "The people from Dongfang Harbor have been to my Zhuangzi once, saying that they are new to my village, and some misunderstandings are inevitable, so let's not take it to heart." In addition, some time ago, my daughter also negotiated with them about the escape from slaves, although the behavior of this group of people was unexpected, but Liu did not look like a pirate, so it is worth believing, this time they posted a notice to collect food, and I also came to join in the fun. ”