At first hearing the name of Vickers Solomon, Simon frowned, so he let Elijah Solomon go with a wave of his hand, telling him to roll back into the box and continue hibernation.

Simon and Mukael were soon transferred to the Situation Room, where the latter competently began analyzing Elijah's revelations about the Solomon family.

From the perspective of the secret trade routes, it is mainly divided into three, and the starting point of all the routes is naturally all in the Iron City, which is divided into three lines, the north, the middle and the south, which are not far from each other, and the end of the two lines in the north and the middle falls in Zhika City, and is further transferred to the west. The southern route leads to Richmond, the capital of the Liberty League, and another route continues to the South Bay. Many of the trade routes overlap with interstate highways, so they can be protected by official force along the route, and if you want to start, you can only choose remote places. However, these places have secret strongholds without exception, and if anyone dares to attack, the strongholds, which are only 100 kilometers away from each other, will quickly send light helicopters to the scene of the accident within an hour.

Simon examined the configuration of Solomon's secret stronghold, and his intuition struck him as uncomfortable. The strongholds are hidden in countless homeless settlements in the wasteland, some are simply small and medium-sized wasteland towns, with more than 50 capable personnel, heavy firepower and air support, and a few self-propelled anti-aircraft guns modified from the tank chassis eliminated by the army, once they are fired flat, they are enough to withstand the impact of thousands of infantry. Of course, these strongholds are not just for the sake of trade routes, but also key points in the development of other businesses of the Solomon family.

It is not difficult to break through a stronghold with Simon at hand, but to paralyze one or two, and the opponent's counterattack is bound to come out one after another, as long as he suffers a loss, Simon will have no capital.

There are few people, or too few people, and there are too few people who can be used.

Simon Mo rubbed his chin and beard in thought, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Is Solomon also in the slave business?" Is it big or not? ”

"Every wasteland city-state sells slaves, Solomon's biochemical industry requires a lot of human clinical trials, and slaves are regularly imported in large quantities, second only to the Franz family in Steel City."

"In other words, this, this, and, this stronghold, is the core point of slave transshipment." Simon leaned over and marked several of the strongholds on the map with a blue pencil, and Elijah's stomach was empty, and even the main business of each stronghold was marked with symbols. The four strongholds marked by Simon are all stuck next to the lines of communication, and are common places for the Wasteland Slave Hunters.

"I think we'll have enough troops." Simon looked up at Mukael and said.

Mu Kaier was taken aback and reminded: "My lord, the slaves do not have combat effectiveness and do not meet our standards of action!" ”

Simon replied with a smile: "Compared to us, of course, the slaves have no combat effectiveness, but we are not using the Union faction as the main opponent this time, liberating those slaves, we naturally have a way to make them qualified purple ponchos." ”

"Your Excellency...... That doesn't seem like a good ......," Mukael hesitated.

Simon knew what he was worried about, the right to recruit and train the purple poncho belonged to the regent Melissa, and when the war was at its worst, he didn't see the Coalition faction use the headquarters reserves to make the purple poncho, if Simon did this, it was obviously giving the enemy an excuse to attack. The basis of the civil war between the Unionists and the Pure-Bloods is not whether the two sides are against Hydra

Divergent prospects for union, purification? At least until the Civil War, the Pure-Blood faction had always advocated that the Purple Poncho review should be made more difficult, selecting from among the second-class pure-blood humans. According to Simon's idea, pulling out the purple poncho from the slaves who even the commoners of the city-state looked down on was a naked joint idea!

"What we need is a win, and we are right to do whatever we do after the win." Simon patted Mukael on the shoulder. The expression is pretending to be heavy.

"Without slaves to fight on the front lines, our precious Hydra will only suffer more risks, do you think slaves are more important or we are important?"

Mukael snorted, and finally lowered his head and said, "You're right, we have to win first." ”

"After dawn, you go to the gladiatorial arena to choose a better quality gladiator, if you are an imperial veteran, buy them all." Simon said.

Previously, in Steel City, Simon had the goal of rescuing veterans who had fallen to captivity to become a new ranger, but at that time, it was difficult to implement it due to financial constraints, but now it is not, reality forces him to do it. Now that you know the purpose of purple blood, it is a crime to ignore it.

Simon went on to inspect the Zhika Division's stockpiles. AS ONE OF THE IMPORTANT STRONGHOLDS OF HYDRA, THE CELLAR IS EQUIPPED WITH FIFTEEN EXQUISITE EXOSKELETONS, ALL OF WHICH ARE STEEL MILITARY EQUIPMENT, FIFTY HYDRA "SNOWSTORM" SUBMACHINE GUNS, TWO HUNDRED M5 RIFLES AND CORRESPONDING AMMUNITION, THE SAME AMOUNT OF INDIVIDUAL EQUIPMENT IS BURIED IN THE COMPLEX ESCAPE ROUTE TO THE SEWERS OF ZHIKA CITY, AND EVEN THE ULTRA-LIGHT 155MM PLUS HOWITZER CAN BE SEEN DISASSEMBLED INTO PARTS. As for money, the large coins of the five major city-states and the bearer bonds of the Iron and Steel Bank can add up to millions of dollars, and in case of emergency, Hydra gold coins and high-quality medicines can be exchanged for them.

"It's called a branch." SIMON STROKED THE COOL BARREL OF THE 155MM GUN, THE INFORMATION ON THE NAMEPLATE OF THE GUN CLEARLY INDICATED THAT THIS WAS A SERIOUS PRE-WAR GUN, AND LIKE SIMON, IT WAS A HALF-CENTURY OLD ANTIQUE.

Originally, Simon thought that the acquisition of gladiators might not be easy, at least it would be easy to be chased by Shun Teng, but the facts showed that in terms of slaves, it was not only Hydra who looked down on him, but also the citizens of the city-state who thought they were superior. Mukail's deliberate selection of slaves and prisoners of war with combat experience was simply a handful. It's not that the city-states didn't think about arming their capable slaves to fight a bad war, but there was no need to think about it. The first is that prisoners of war and slave hunters are not easy to manage, and they dare to mutiny when they have guns, and the second is that who in the wasteland is not born and is struggling in battle? There may be women who don't know how to put on makeup, but there must be no women who don't know how to shoot, and a large number of more combat-effective mercenaries are reasonably priced, so why bother using slaves?

Even the Roman legions thousands of years ago didn't worry about pulling out slaves to engage in conquest!

According to Simon's request, fifty veterans of the empire who had been in the service for more than five years since they became slaves were finally selected. It only cost 4,000 yuan to get the slave contract together, and fifty living people are not worth the price of a box of anti-shengning.

Looking at these veterans who have served the empire for many years and finally got such an ending, Simon looked at each other one by one, these veteran gladiators with different appearances, although their eyes were all tame, a trace of the edge of war in their eyes was still not extinguished. Simon omitted his tongue and directly spread it

The slave deed was placed on his fingertips, and in an instant he imitated a fire-controlled hydra beside him, and burned to ashes in an instant.

This hand frightened the veteran gladiator for a moment, and that's all, Simon took out the purple blood elixir that had already been proportioned, and plunged it into the bodies of these fifty people, and soon, an inexplicable connection arose.

"I have liberated you at a price." Simon put his hands behind his back and looked around at the group of gladiators who had been promoted to purple blood soldiers.

"I give you the opportunity to pick up your arms again, to regain your dignity as a human being, and you are entitled to fight for this opportunity."

After all, the well-equipped equipment taken from the Zhika branch was opened one by one, all of them were veterans of service, and when they saw these equipment that they never dreamed of, their breath became heavier, which was more exciting than seeing a naked dancer.

"Can I use this?" There was a bold pre-war step, picked up an M240 machine gun, weighed it, and said tentatively.

"The best weapons, the best equipped warriors, you have heard of Hydra, and I admit that Hydra is now having some difficulties and chose you as a purple poncho warrior." Simon said generously as he stood in front of the man.

"Then I remember mutants are invulnerable!" The man looked fierce, tied up the chain and pressed the trigger directly on Simon. Hydra on the side sneered, not knowing whether to mock this man for not knowing what to do, or Lord Simon's ignorance.

The flames of the guns were spewed out in large clusters, but not a single bullet could get close to Simon, and all of them fell out of thin air, and a hundred rounds of ammunition passed away in a flash, until Simon walked up to the shooter step by step, pinched his neck with one hand and lifted his feet off the ground, no matter how much this man struggled, it was no different from a chick.

"Indeed, invulnerability." Simon stared at him, smashing through the wall with a casual drop, and there was no movement. Condescendingly, he said, "You don't want to fight alongside Hydra? ”

The purple-blooded soldiers below began to stir, and after a while, they elected a few to take the lead, and said with their tongues out: "We want to get your assurance, fight side by side, and not betray us." ”

"I will be your commander and your regimental commander, and since you know Hydra, you will know Hydra's style."

"Never give up!"

After feeding a small carrot, Simon raised the big stick again, and with a little force, all the purple-blooded soldiers felt a pain that was worse than death, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, Simon pinched a bottle of dark blue potion, and said coldly: "I don't betray you, but you haven't won my trust, it's the purple blood virus, whoever dares to betray Hydra will definitely die in the wilderness, and when you prove that you can become a trustworthy purple poncho, the healing potion will be issued to you." ”

"The war in the wasteland never ends! But I can empower you! Land! Money! All I need is your force and allegiance! Simon growled.

Forty-nine purple-blooded soldiers knew that there was no choice, whether they were convinced or not, and they all knelt down on one knee, surrendering to this man, willing to obey his commands.

Behind Simon, who suddenly seemed to be in high spirits, the Hydra crossed their arms and looked at them indifferently. The warriors who had become Purple Blood Soldiers earlier were equally silent, as if they were following orders and moving forward.