After a busy day, Mo Ran still rushed back to their station in good spirits, and now they don't need to do anything by themselves, so unless he has something to summon these people, the rest of the time they will solve it on their own, or they can order food directly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Mo Ran's daily necessities are in charge here, Jason is reliable, there will be no omissions, and Mo Ran is not a person who is greedy for enjoyment, even if it is a little inappropriate, he will not mind too much.

"The guns, ammunition and boats are all ready, but the medical team is still in the dark and the message we sent has not yet returned an effective response. Jason reported to Mo Ran as he elegantly cut the medium-rare steak with a knife and fork.

Although Mo Ran has even eaten raw meat, it may be that his previous living habits have affected him, and he really doesn't have a cold for this thing, relatively speaking, if the nutrition is the same, he would rather choose fully cooked food than this.

"Well, as soon as possible. By the way, do you think it would be too radical to let those newcomers who have passed the verification on Bibo Island directly participate in the war?" Mo Ran nodded, and did not put too much pressure on Jason, he knew that Jason was not easy now, there were really a lot of things to worry about every day, and now he had the tasks he assigned, and at the same time he had to have some necessary logistics work.

Compared with the two, he, the leader, really feels a little like he is in charge.

"I think the casualty rate may be very high, or even ridiculously high, maybe after a battle, less than half of them can survive, and some of them will be injured. Jason thought for a moment as he chewed on the strong steak, swallowed it in one gulp, and expressed his opinion on the matter.

This is exactly what Mo Ran is worried about, if these newcomers he has cultivated so easily, if more than half of them are killed or injured in a battle, then the loss is really not a little bit, after all, it takes a period of time for them to cultivate a group of people, and the consumption is also a lot, if the casualties are really too large in the end, and the pay and return are completely disproportionate, then it will be a big loss.

"That's what I've been hesitating about, but now we don't have time for them to get used to it, time waits for no one, and once the war starts, they have to face the enemy on all sides, and the situation may be worse than now. ”

Mo Ran frowned, worried about this matter in his heart, and even lost his appetite for food.

No matter how kind he treats his subordinates, he still wants them to stand up and face the storm, he is not a philanthropist, and it is completely useless to raise so many people, this loss-making transaction can almost empty him in a short time.

And at this juncture, if you come out to participate in the war, there is a great chance of death, which has to be carefully considered, even Mo Ran, who has always acted decisively, is now beginning to mumble, after all, one of his decisions may affect the life and death of those people.

"Even so, I still think they should be involved in the battle, after all, they can't never face this kind of scene, sooner or later they will have to participate in it, even if they can avoid it for a while, they will still have to bleed and be injured in the future. Rather than leaving them at a loss at that time, it is better to let them start facing it now while our opponents are not too strong, so that the pressure is not too great. Jason put down his knife and fork, and began to carefully analyze and compare this matter like Mo Ran.

The two of them were eating dinner at the entire huge table, but now they were all the same, frowning and pondering.

"I've considered what you said, but the casualty rate can't be reduced. Mo Ran shook his head, of course he had already considered this aspect, but thinking clearly and making up his mind were completely different things.

"But their fate is already sealed, and we can't give them a better choice, can we? In this organization, if they want to gain more or even complete freedom, they have to fight with their lives, and there is nothing that they don't need to pay, but we have to choose one of the relatively less damaged ones in this kind of choice. Jason whispered.

He wasn't afraid of anyone hearing about it, after all, they were all their own people here, and they had all experienced battles, and they knew the cruelty of battles, so they wouldn't care too much about these issues.

He needed to make Mo Ran a little more vigilant, a leader sometimes can't be merciful, this is true for the enemy, and this is also the case for his own people.

Because the eagle that does not experience wind and rain cannot soar alone for nine days after all.

Even if they give them the best conditions, unless they just let them go, otherwise, one day they will need to serve to be free, and this thing must be something they can't refuse.

Mo Ran fell back into the battle between heaven and man, Jason's words kept echoing in his mind, he had an extraordinary grasp of the overall situation, and naturally knew whether what Jason said made sense, but the trace of unbearability in his heart was still difficult for him to make a decision.

Although he seems cold-blooded and ruthless, but in fact, his love for his own people is incomparable to many leaders, no matter how difficult it is, he is doing everything possible to find a better living environment for his subordinates, although he does not have the ability to let them live a carefree life directly one by one, but as long as he has a stutter, he will never let his subordinates go hungry.

In the end, Mo Ran still couldn't be truly ruthless, otherwise, he wouldn't have hesitated on this matter.

If these newcomers had experienced some small battles, at least he wouldn't have been too worried, but their lack of actual combat experience directly made them face this most bloody battle, and he didn't have a score in his own heart.

In this way, it was as if he had personally sent them to a dead end from which there was no return, and he felt uncomfortable.

Having already reminded him, Jason stopped staying, hurriedly finished dinner, and left here, leaving Mo Ran with an absolutely independent space, and he needed to think quietly.

Mo Ran didn't know when he left the restaurant, leaving only the empty cup and the leftover plate that Jason had eaten.

Someone came to clean up the things left on the table, and the two chairs had long since lost the slightest temperature.

The sun rose the next day as usual, and the hustle and bustle continued.