How long does a war take?

If it's just a small friction on the border, then it may stop in three or five days, or a week or two. Both sides did not invest more troops and resources, and they could do it anytime and anywhere if they wanted to. However, the question of how long a national war should be fought is a bit complicated, and how long can a national war be fought? It has to do with the troops, materials, and energy invested by the country that launched the national war, as well as all those with vested interests.

Sometimes the war of the kingdom is not something that the emperor can stop if he wants to.

The internal contradictions are exported to the war through the way of war, and under the stimulation of the war dividend, the groups or ethnic groups that originally had many contradictions with each other are united under the temptation of huge interests, and if in this case, if they want to end the war, then there are only two possibilities.

The first possibility is that the war will not only consume a lot of capital, but also get unexpected income, and the war will fall into a quagmire, and in order to stop the loss, the war will have to be terminated. To put it bluntly, you just can't beat others. The second is that the expected goals are well accomplished, and the opposing countries are also pressed to the ground by themselves, and all vested interests laugh and share the dividends of the war, and they will naturally end the war.

Either way to end the war, it will not be too short, nor too soon. Once a national war between countries is launched, it can take at least one and a half years, at most three years or two years, or even more.

For such a long time, living in such a closed place that you need to report before even speaking, coupled with heavy labor, it is very likely that you will really not be able to get out. These Desi don't kill people like murder at all, but they don't have the slightest soft-heartedness like housewives slaughtering poultry and livestock. This also made these Byronic people, who were full of racial unity, understand the cruelty of the Desi people, and almost every Desi here has crazy bloodlust and tyranny in their bones.

The way they look at people can make people's scalps tingle and their legs tremble.

After more than three days of resettlement, separate houses were erected in the camp, with men and women living in different areas, and children and old people living together. The Byronians were more or less satisfied with this arrangement, the old people and children did not have heavy work, and most of them only needed to wash the clothes in the camp, clean the food, and clean up.

However, they did not think that such an arrangement was actually an arrangement made to better squeeze these young and strong laborers.

During these three days, there were also a number of events that made the entire camp feel a little ridiculous, but no one could say it.

Because of the report.

Reporting is a very serious topic, and the set in Xiukusius Lane is once again used in the camp summary, as long as the report is exposed, as long as it can make meritorious contributions, then leaving here and getting free is not a scenery in the water, it can indeed be done.

As victims of the war, the Byronic people in the camp did not unite as they imagined, but seemed to be separated from each other, except for those who had a particularly good relationship with each other, everyone else looked at the people around them with suspicion and vigilance. While they are looking for opportunities, they are also preventing themselves from becoming opportunities for others. The power of the whistleblower warrant does not need to be repeated, it is like a bottle of water placed in the desert in front of the eyes of a person who is already dying due to lack of water, and only needs to climb forward for a while.

A lot of people are viciously cursing the camp administrators' moves, but it has to be said that everyone is tempted.

There are spies between us!

This is the consensus of almost all Byronic people, including a small number of Desi who are sympathetic, pitying, or yearning for life in the Byronic Empire. The most important thing they want to do now is to go through some details, find these spies, and then leave and so on.

If the whistleblower order was one of the means by which the Byronians could not unite closely against the camp administrators, then the requirement to elect a housemaster was a ploy to further divide the Byronic community.

After all, only two people in a room with fifty people can become the head of the house, and once they become the head of the house, it only takes half a year to leave here. And that's not even counting all kinds of meritorious service and outstanding performances, and maybe you will be free in four months.

Sandru's boss sat in the corner, his hired men were all around him, he looked at the guards patrolling back and forth outside the door, and said: "Tomorrow will be the head of the house, you know my management ability, you must vote for me when the time comes!", his voice was not deliberately lowered, almost all the people who had just eaten dinner and were resting heard what he said, and the purpose of his doing this was also to hope to get more votes from other places.

"I have a lot of management experience, as you all know, and I will organize everyone's workload every day to make sure that everyone is taken care of. I will also find a way to make some requests to the camp to increase everyone's welfare. "Actually, according to me, our situation is not bad now, at most we are working in a closed factory." ”

"They have food and shelter, the food is not bad, and they also have a salary!"

Everyone who lives in the camp has two points, one is called "big points" by the Byronic people in the camp, no one has six points every month, and the head of the house has fifteen points, and when they accumulate one hundred points, they can leave. But in the same way, if you make a mistake or violate the rules and regulations of the camp, you will also be deducted points, and when the big score reaches zero, it means that your life will come to an end. There is also a "small score", which is what he calls a salary, and a certain amount of small points will be distributed each week according to each person's contribution in the camp. Xiaofen can buy most of the products on the market in the camp shop, whether it is food, drink, clothes or whatever, even skilled women and skilled men can be bought with Xiaofen.

That's not bad, it's not much different from working in some underground arsenals, except that it's a bit stricter and doesn't have much freedom.

It's a pity that he thought that many people would respond to these words, but what he didn't expect was that there was not even a single person who nodded. These former subordinates, when they saw him, they all hooked their waists and showed a flattering smile, and patted their asses in front and back, all looked at him indifferently.

That's fifteen points!

The boss gradually fell silent, and the kindness in his eyes also faded, and he sneered self-deprecatingly and closed his eyes.

After morning exercises and breakfast the next day, everyone stood in front of their dormitories, quietly waiting for the election of the dormitory president. The young man in the gray uniform walked up to the crowd where Sandru was, his scrutinizing gaze swept over everyone's faces, and waved the whip in his hand with a warm smile, "It seems that the gentlemen have become accustomed to life here, this is very good, you understand me, I can understand you, only mutual understanding and forgiveness, we can get along amicably." ”

Several guards brought a table and a jar, and he pointed to the jar and said, "Put your written tickets in, and we will immediately decide that the person with the most votes will be the head of the house." He raised his whip and pointed to the first person on the left side of the first row, "Starting with you." ”

Sandru's ticket was blank, he didn't know whose name to write, he didn't want to write the boss's name, because he felt that he had been exploited by the boss outside and oppressed enough, and he didn't want to be exploited by the boss here, so he didn't want to write the boss's name, and he had about the same idea as his co-workers. But he didn't know whose name he could put on it except for the boss, and he didn't know the people here, not even their names, let alone their character and character.

So he decided not to write empty.

Soon the counting of votes was over, and the young man frowned at the results of the counting, the dormitory of fifty people had only three votes at most, and a group of two votes and one vote. He casually put the results of the vote count in his pocket.

"There were several people tied for first place, and I didn't know who you were, so I decided to pick any of the priority votes. His gaze skimmed over the crowd, and he suddenly saw Sandru standing in the third row, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, "One hundred and ninety-one, out of the ranks." ”

"Yes, sir!", Sandru ran out of the ranks, the number 1791 was like a nightmare that made him sleep badly every night, he always faintly heard someone shouting this number, every day, every night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

"From today on, you are the head of the thirty-six houses, and then you choose a deputy by yourself, no matter what problems arise in the thirty-six houses in the future, the first object of my responsibility is you, understand?"

Sandru hesitated for a moment, but quickly thought of something, his eyes became firm, he put his legs together, raised his head and chest, and shouted, "Yes, sir!"

The young man nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, come to my office during the lunch break, I will hold a meeting for you dormitory leaders, dissolve first!"

In fact, in the matter of choosing the head of the house, the young man did not tell the truth, he would not choose the person with the most votes, but only the one with the fewest votes. A large number of votes means that there are many supporters, and there are already so many supporters, and then becoming the head of the house is enough for the head of the house to unite everyone in the house. The most annoying thing in the camp is the behavior of huddles, which is only easy to manage if they are constantly fighting with each other and reporting each other.

Choose the one with the lowest number of votes and the fewest supporters, and in order to consolidate his authority, he will inevitably oppose each other and fight with each other in order to consolidate his authority.

This is the most correct way to play.