"What?"

"The rest of the survivors?"

"How is this possible?"

“......”

"Let's not discuss the question of whether there are so-called 'sky people'", President Wallace stared at the electric stun baton in the vacuum box in front of him, "Let's assume that there is such a group of survivors in the outer space base, how do we deal with it."

"Or, to put it more simply, unlike the surface people whose civilization has regressed, this group of strange visitors has the ability to mass-produce standard weapons", the old man pointed to the box in front of him, "It can be seen that these possible 'sky people' have not regressed in their civilization."

Mountain people cannot tolerate radiation outside of shelters, and anything that contains radiation can cause serious damage to their bodies, so the stun batons found by the patrol are placed in special vacuum boxes to insulate them from radiation.

There was another heated discussion in the conference room.

"The universe is a dark forest, and every civilization is a hunter with a gun, sneaking through the forest like a ghost, gently brushing away the branches that stand in his way, trying not to make a sound from his footsteps, and even breathing must be careful: he must be careful, because the forest is full of hunters who are sneaking like him, and if he finds other life, there is only one thing he can do: shoot and destroy it."

"In this forest, the other person is hell, it is an eternal threat, and any life that exposes its existence will be quickly wiped out, this is the picture of cosmic civilization, and this is an explanation of Fermi's paradox", as if remembering, as if melancholy, President Dante Wallace said quietly, "This sentence is what I have seen from the books of the Vault Reservation, and at the same time I think it is also suitable for our current situation, whether the other party is good or bad, we need to be vigilant at all times to protect our people."

"William!" ，

"Yes!" ，

"From today onwards, your patrol will take out a part of the people and carefully probe along the G09 area where this stun baton was found, with a radius of ten kilometers."

"As you wish."

"If you find anything, don't alarm the other party, report it immediately, and monitor it carefully."

"Understood!"

Trist didn't know that one of the original carelessness had exposed his existence, but the mountaineers' investigation was doomed to be fruitless, and their target had already blended into the tribal society.

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"Let's talk about the second question." The old president waved his hand and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"The tribesmen had a very violent clash three days ago", after signaling Lieutenant Locke to go down, William took out a few photos from the folder and distributed them to several department heads present, "The tribe closest to us, which calls itself the 'Ice Country', has won, according to the report of our patrol", William remembered the surprise he received in the morning, "Their opponents, the Red Maple tribe in the forests of H11 and the Plains of L05, lost between 2,000 and 2,500 people, and more than 700 were captured."

"Hiss", the sound of gasping sounded in the conference room, the border, the entire shelter, there were more than 400 people at full capacity, and more than 3,000 casualties, just like the story recorded in the shelter before the nuclear war.

"But the clash of the tribes has nothing to do with us, right?" A man dressed as a technician couldn't help but ask, he was a representative of the engineering area.

"Yes, we have firearms, we have missiles, and we are not afraid of their troubles......", William loosened his bow tie, and then said with a worried face, "But! Ladies and gentlemen, I have found a very bad tendency...... The tribes of the surface people are merging with each other...... This is a very bad trend......", without waiting for the colleague in front of him to ask again, William took the initiative to explain, "And the Ice Country, they have continued to grow in recent years, according to our estimates, their population has exceeded 100,000 people, close to one-third of the total surface population, and the Red Maple tribe on the opposite side is a large tribe of 40,000 people...... If the Ice Country succeeds in annexing the Red Maple Tribe, then the Ice Country's unification of the 12 tribes will be unstoppable......"

Under the pleased and encouraging gaze of his father, President Wallace, William continued very seriously, "Once the Ice Nation unifies the entire tribe, they are bound to go to war with us! Even if the tribesmen don't know us at all, they call us 'Heda', the messenger of death."

"Then let them come," shouted a few young men who were not afraid of anything, but was interrupted by the sound of President Wallace Sr. tapping on the table.

Just listen to President Wallace's son, William Jr., the superintendent of the guard, continued, "We are not worried in the short term, but we have a limited stock of guns and weapons, and in the event of a full-scale conflict, our compatriots will inevitably suffer casualties ......"

"In addition, the comprehensive confrontation will make it more difficult for us to replenish the 'blood bank'," Dr. Qing, the medical director, interjected.

It's just that when it comes to "blood banks", the vast majority of people's faces are unnatural.

Although the meteorological mountain shelter has complete filtration and ventilation measures to isolate radiation, but the impact of nuclear war a hundred years ago is too huge, there are trace radiation penetrating the soil and water sources all the time, entering the shelter base, and being under the trace radiation for a long time, the mountain people begin to gradually appear various discomforts, and the sequelae of radiation become more and more obvious with time. It wasn't until the hill people, inspired by human experiments on tribal people, used dialysis therapy that the situation was alleviated.

The so-called 'dialysis therapy' is an exchange of blood for mountain people on a regular basis to filter out the radiation in the blood, and where does the blood come from? Naturally, he relied on capturing the tribesmen and exchanging blood for the mountain people with the blood that the tribesmen could metabolize radiation. Everyone knew what was going on, but when it was about their own lives, everyone chose to keep silent, and even used the self-deceptive term "blood bank" to escape the guilt and guilt of slaughtering their fellow human beings in their hearts. Of course, there are a small number of people who are not so sentimental, and feel that it is natural for the law to eat the strong, and they can put the word "blood bank" on their lips every day without changing their faces, such as the beautiful doctor Dr. Qing......

“...... Therefore, instead of waiting for the Ice Nation to unify the tribes in a few years, integrate the forces of the surface people, and watch out for the attacks of these barbarians every day, it is better for us to preemptively strike now, weaken them, and let these tribesmen continue to fight among themselves...... Just like we did ten years ago! There was a dangerous look in William's eyes.

Ten years ago, the then great tribal leader was born in the land of ice, he used his appeal, with the support of the country of ice to lead an unprecedented, army formed by twelve large tribes, to rush to the meteorological mountain, to rescue more than 2,000 compatriots who were imprisoned in the meteorological mountain as a blood bank, they once attacked halfway up the mountain, bringing casualties to the mountain people carrying guns for the first time. As a result, under the surveillance of the radar and the infrared guidance of the elite of the patrol, a precision-guided cruise missile took the entire life of the Grand Horde Chief and the entire kilometer of the square kilometer beside him.

"Good idea", the young young Zhuang faction enthusiastically agreed.

The other part of the population is silent, emotionally they hate killing, and they kill their own kind, intellectually they know that this is the best option.

The rest of the people looked at the old president, who seemed to be in a trance, waiting for their beloved leader to make an idea.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Lieutenant Locke, who had gone and returned, broke into the conference room again, and he looked directly at his immediate superior, William Jr., and William's father, President Wallace, and after getting permission, he stepped forward to report,

"In the 'blood bank' captured this time, a man who claims to be the Snow Wolf Overseer of the Ice Country wants to see you, and he said that he has sent a peace proposal from Queen Leia", Lieutenant Locke looked incredulous, "They want to exchange the more than 1,000 captives of the Red Maple Tribe captured this time for more than 400 members of the Ice Country tribe in our 'blood bank'."

"Hmph", William just smiled, "lock up this 'blood bank' that was delivered to the door where he should go......"

President Wallace Sr. did not object, got up from his seat, and returned to his office, which also announced the end of the meeting.

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Inside the President's office.

"Your Excellency the President," the black guard Richie hurriedly helped President Wallace, who had almost fallen, and the old man had been in a trance since he returned from the meeting.

Half a cup of cold coffee on the coffee table accidentally spilled on the painting that had just been completed, and the mountain people in the canvas, who were originally sunny and no longer needed heavy radiation suits, sat on the grass holding the hands of the tribesmen, and the flowers were in full bloom......