Airfields at military bases.

Cheng Yan, the foreign minister of the Alliance, was having a friendly conversation with the high-level officials of the Golden Gallen Harbor, while the players of the Burning Corps stood in the distance and watched the excitement.

It's different from the crowd of onlookers at Golden Gallen Harbor.

These players weren't curious about what Cheng Yan looked like, after all, they could occasionally be encountered on the streets of Dawning City.

They just want to know whether this battle will be fought or not, and when it will begin.

"Ahh

[No Family] squatting on the stone pier suddenly squirted without warning, and almost fell off the stone pier.

This is already his tenth sneeze of the day.

[Yin Yang Mistake], who was squatting on the side, glanced at him and said with a strange expression.

"Do you have a cold?"

It stands to reason that this is very rare.

Even if this guy is an intelligence department, after two awakenings, his physique attributes must be twice as high as that of ordinary people.

There is no family member who rubs his red nose and swears and mutters.

"I don't know...... MMP, can you still catch a cold in the game? ”

He didn't feel uncomfortable, he just sneezed all the time.

He patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Young man, pay attention to your body, it's really not good...... Thinking about reopening? ”

[One step to the sky] immediately interjected.

"Bring me something when you pass by Dawn."

"Fuck off." No family rolled their eyes angrily, but they couldn't help but "sneeze" again.

The squatting side smiled by mistake.

"It's not good that someone is worried about you, you kid honestly confessed, is it the same as Zero Chong, which NPC did you hook up with?"

Zero Chong: "??? ”

No family member answered his question with a roll of his eyes, and he gestured with a middle finger.

Looking at these noisy guys, Erliang Yueguang sighed.

"It's so real."

……

"Family, one chopstick is easy to break, but ten chopsticks are held into a bundle, and it is not so easy for us to break it!"

The slums of Saifan Harbor.

Patches of low shacks have regrown on the land that had been plowed by the shelling.

People who are overly smart are mostly forgetful, and this is true of most people in Borneo.

Although the Legion killed a lot of people here more than a month ago, it did not affect the group of people who were not killed to work for the Legion.

This matter has been turned over.

Almost everyone thinks so, and there are even those who come from the Lion State next door, which is the territory of Borneo.

No matter how fragrant the bread painted by Absek, it could not change the fact that they were poor.

Although the legion does not give much, it does give money, and it can get hundreds of dinars a week.

This lucrative salary is almost unimaginable for the locals.

You must know that buying a slave is only a thousand dinars.

The three or four months' salary saved is enough to buy a daughter-in-law in a poor village!

Even during this time, most of the arms they brought ashore were used to attack the province of Borneo......

There was not a glimmer of light in the crooked shacks, and the laborers apparently did not regard this place as their home, but just fooled around casually.

But in one of the low shacks, there were bursts of exhilarating sound from time to time.

Like a glimmer of light in the darkness.

I saw a family member tied with green gauze standing in the shack, preaching with emotion.

And in front of him, dripping eyes were shining in the darkness.

At this moment a hand was raised, and a thin young man spoke tremblingly.

"Boss ......"

"Call me family, we are all family, there is no one who is old and who is old." The green family looked at him kindly, as if they were looking at their own family, "I think you seem to have some problems, say it and let me hear it, see if I can help you solve your doubts." ”

I had never been treated so kindly, and the rat guy's eyes were slightly red.

He was left alone a long time ago, and he only remembered that his name was Amin.

He is like a piece of duckweed, floating wherever he goes, but he didn't expect to feel the warmth of a father from a person now.

In fact, compared to nothing but money, this is the real reason why he joined the family association.

To work for other gangs, he has to call the foremen sir, but here, the foremen call him family and really treat him like family.

He longed to have a family.

I want to be treated like family!

Worried about being laughed at, Ah Ming hesitated for a long time before he twisted and whispered.

"Excuse me...... What are Chopsticks? ”

Hearing his question, the Green family didn't laugh at him, but just smiled kindly and explained.

"It's a tool for eating, more hygienic than eating with your hands, and it came from our alliance of friends."

"Guard, what is hygiene?" Soon another young man spoke curiously, his eyes flashing with yearning for the alliance.

Tools for eating!

There should be a lot of food to eat, right?

The green family smiled kindly.

"Hygienic ...... It means clean, and according to scientific explanations, most diseases come from eating unclean things. For example, if you have touched a dirty hand, it is not clean, and eating with chopsticks can prevent the occurrence of many diseases. ”

The sparkling light in the eyes of the people in the shack became brighter, as if they had really seen that day.

They have endless food to eat, so they don't have to eat dirt anymore.

It's not just that they don't use it, it's their children too.

And to be able to sit at the table like the children of decent people, with utensils instead of hands.

“…… Whether it's disease or hunger, it's something we want to eradicate. ”

With a hint of excitement in his heart, Amin asked.

"Shall we ...... How to destroy it? ”

"By unity!"

The green family members responded to the expectant eyes with a warm smile on their faces.

"As long as we are united enough, it's like Dawn, Boulder...... Thousands of survivors living in colonies are the same! From now on, everyone will be able to use chopsticks, everyone will be able to eat well, and it will be clean! ”

Thunderous applause erupted in the dark shack.

Although he didn't seem to answer any specific question, the abstract answer seemed to speak to everyone's heart.

That's the answer in their hearts.

Someone spoke for them.

Two Boulder workers stood in the doorway, listening to the thunderous applause, one with a relieved smile on his face, while the other was mixed with joy.

"If you want to have enough to eat, you have to go to farming, and if you just unite, you can only go hungry together. In any case, theory is no substitute for practice, and although they are doing a good job, I am always worried that they will go to the other extreme. ”

His name is Eugène, and he is one of the witnesses of the great transformation of Boulder City, and a comrade-in-arms of Lovett, the president of the Boulder City Workers' Association.

During that cold winter, he used his hammer and craftsmanship to make a stove for the prison workers.

One day he heard about the survivors in need in the tavern, and he set out on a journey.

To save others is to save yourself.

This is the consensus of all the workers, and he has no doubt in his heart.

The open-minded and studious Zeid found the Workers' Association, which introduced him from the Port of Goldgallen.

However, after working here for a while, he always had an indescribable feeling.

The worker standing next to him was unimpressed, and joked with a smile.

"But as you said, they did a good job."

Eugène's throat moved, and he reluctantly spoke.

"I'll admit that they grew their membership really fast, even faster than we did, and it only took a beer hall for a month for Spirger to read the newspaper, but it took them less than a week to grow to thousands of people......"

"And what are you worried about?"

The co-worker next to him patted him on the shoulder and gave him a reassuring smile.

"As we said, theory is no substitute for practice, and we have to give them a little time to explore. Don't forget the lesson of Port Goldgallen, why did the Daily Survivor bear fruit while we hit a wall everywhere? ”

Eugène looked at him in amazement, and finally shook his head.

"I hope you're right......"

They did hit a wall in the port of Golden Gallen, but he did not think that this was the reason for the failure of localization, but more because the industrialization of the port was not yet completed, and the local industrial workers did not have a sense of unity.

On the other hand, their opponents have accumulated rich "experience in struggle" in the alliance, and even before they came to the Golden Gallen Port, they took the initiative to divide a part of the cake to win people's hearts.

It's the same in Mammoth Country.

That Liszt even took the initiative to help the local workers build dormitories and schools for their children, so that those workers could live more comfortably than those who were soldiers, so that those workers had a sense of honor when they went to work.

Under such a premise, it is inevitable that they will hit a wall.

Eugène did not see this as a lesson in failure, but rather as a sign of their success.

Even if the local workers don't agree with them, they are still living a better life than before.

Although the rest of the workers' union was not satisfied, believing that the minimum wage in Borneo was still too low, he was quite happy with the result.

Rushing for quick success is not a good thing.

Although there are local situations in various places, it is precisely because of restraint that their transformation has achieved the ultimate victory......

"I'm just worried, we're a little too anxious."

……

On the other side, there was also a low shack, but there was a candle lit on the table.

Sitting next to the candlelight, Zeid checked the ledger and roster in his hand, and a kind smile gradually curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Just now, the number of members of the family club officially exceeded 10,000!

Although he has not yet told his friends in the workers' union the good news, he can already imagine the incredible expressions on the faces of the "investors".

It's an absolute miracle.

And it's a miracle that only the province of Borneo can be born.

"You know what, Savoy...... The most clever business model is actually religion, and compared to religion, those messy ways to make money are not worth mentioning at all. ”

There are many labor agencies in the port, but none of them have workers who can compete with the workers of the family association.

Their workers are the most competent and more united, and it is for this reason that the docks and factories are willing to give them more jobs and pay an extra sum for the efficiency that is overdone.

0.5 dinars are cut out in one hour, and 4 pieces are cut out in 8 hours.

Each person will contribute 28 dinars to the family club every week, and 10,000 people are 280,000 dinars!

That's a lot of money.

3~5 dinars for one silver coin, the compromise is 70,000 silver coins!

A gun is only one or two hundred silver coins, which is enough to arm a company of troops!

Lower the bar a little bit, and even two or three companies can make it up!

Although it is still far from realizing his ambitions, it is undoubtedly a good start.

Standing beside Zaid, his little henchman Sava whispered.

"But sir...... The gangs in the port don't seem to be happy with what we're doing. ”

Zeid chuckled and pursed the corners of his mouth disdainfully.

"What do you care about them, they're just a bunch of sewer rats."

Sava was still a little worried.

He wasn't really afraid of those big noses, but he couldn't be at ease with the vicious gangsters.

Those people looked like outlaws.

And the Willantes don't care about their cannibalism,

"But...... Those guys are a violent group after all, and if we cut off their financial resources, they will definitely take revenge on us......"

Looking at Savoa, whose face was full of worry, Zeid only smiled faintly.

"My dear Savoy, you are still too young to even those violent groups to underestimate us, why do you have the illusion that we are not violent groups?"

Sava was a little confused.

He remembered very well that Mr. Zeid had told him what they were going to do when they went back to Borneo.

How did you become a gang member again?

Zeid gently closed the roster in his hand and said in a soft voice.

"If the nobles of the inner city hadn't thrown Sporg in jail, the prison in Boulder City wouldn't have been filled with people in just a few days...... You know what I mean, Savoy. ”

Sava shook his head blankly, then nodded again after a while.

"You want to ...... Emulate Mr. Sperger? ”

Zeid suddenly smiled, and after about half a minute, he shook his head lightly as if he had laughed enough.

"That's why I said you're still too young, and you only see the surface of the problem, not the essence."

"Essence?" Sava looked at him stunned.

Zeid nodded slightly.

"That's right."

The clever little girl thought he didn't know the history of Boulder City, but it turned out to be the opposite.

While the group is still chasing Pol, he has already passed through the core of the story and found the bloody heart.

It was something buried under the snow of Boulder City, a sword that could kill everything.

Even if it's an ideal that can't be killed.

“…… Change is the exchange of blood, how can there be no reason for the exchange of blood without bloodshed? You follow me to do great things, and you can't do it without any enlightenment. ”

As soon as his words fell, there was a sudden commotion outside the window.

This was accompanied by swearing and shouting.

"This is it!"

"Where those cultists are in class!"

Faintly, he also heard the roar of the friend from Boulder City.

Savoy remembered that the gentleman's name was Eugène, and he seemed to be a blacksmith.

However, the gentleman is not only good at iron, but also knows a little about carpentry and chemistry, and even knows some cooking skills, and even professional chefs are willing to bow down to the best of stewing with one hand.

According to the gentleman, he learned his skills from a cannery worker when he was in prison.

"What are you doing—"

A scolding of the gang interrupted the gentleman's roar.

"What? What Lao Tzu did was you guys who cut off people's money! ”

"Brothers! Call me! ”

Realizing that something was wrong, Sava rushed to the window, and then saw a scene that frightened him.

A group of men carrying sticks and knives and forks were seen rushing through the alleys of the slums into the place where they were in class.

It's the Black Rat Gang!

In Saifan Harbor, that's the second largest gang after the Assasin Gang!

The horror in Savoy's eyes was even stronger, and he had never seen such a savage scene before, and his shoulders trembled.

Through the crack in the window, he watched as the teacher was dragged out.

The green gauze wrapped around the man's arm was stained red with blood, and the thugs all beat them to death.

Seeing the green family being beaten by a fat meal, the family members in the shack were frightened and ran around with their heads in their hands, while other workers in the slum gathered around to watch the excitement.

"Help...... "The man who was pressed to the ground and beaten let out a dying cry for help.

Eugène's eyes widened and he tried to rush forward, but he was pressed to the ground by several guys with rats tattooed on their arms.

"You bandits!" Another worker was the same, staring at him with red-eyed eyes.

And at this time, the young man named Ah Ming suddenly broke out.

"Ahhh I've fought with you!! ”

Lonely and rugged, he was now like an enraged calf, clutching a dagger he had picked up out of nowhere, and rushed up to stab the nearest thug in the thigh.

The blade of the knife accidentally cut open the artery, and blood spurted out like a crossbow arrow.

"Ahhh My leg! Grass! Hit him with a thousand cuts—"

The thug screamed in pain, but his face grew whiter and his voice quieter.

Seeing the tragic situation of his companion, instead of being afraid, the thug next to him was enraged by the blood that spurted out, and rushed towards the boy with the guy in his hand.

But this time it was different.

Perhaps inspired by the young man's bravery, the surrounding family members were no longer afraid, but picked up the guy at hand and rushed towards the group of tattooed thugs.

"Damn, it's easy to bully Lao Tzu!"

"Brothers beat him!"

"For the sake of !! family"

"Fight with them!!"

The surrounding workers rushed up.

Whether it was the family members of the family association or the laborers of the other gangs, they were all rallying around the teenager at this moment.

They're not happy with the rules on the docks for a long time.

They used their blood and sweat to exchange money with those Willantes, and they had to let people take a cut of it, what kind of reason is this?!

Now that a family member who does not charge intermediary fees has finally appeared, they finally see a little hope of a better life, but some people want to extinguish this hope.

At this moment, this group of angry laborers have vented all their usual dissatisfaction with these gangs.

Even the laborers who registered to work in the Black Rat Gang pretended to turn a blind eye when they saw their gang's thugs being beaten, and even quietly spit twice.

Looking at this group of outburst laborers, the thugs with tattoos on their arms were suddenly frightened and stupid, and they were beaten by random sticks for a while, and even knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Savoy, who was standing by the window and watching, swallowed and turned to rush out the door, but Zeid reached out to stop him.

"What are you going to do?"

"I have to persuade them! If you continue like this, you will die! ”

Savoy's face was full of anxiety, but Zeid didn't let go, just looked out the window with a blank face.

After about five or six minutes, a gunshot rang out at the end of the street, and several Willant soldiers entered the slum.

Hearing the thunderous gunshot, the people who were shouting and shouting to kill suddenly stopped, and they all shrunk their necks to look at the big noses.

The people standing at the edge of the crowd began to leave quietly, and the originally crowded alley suddenly emptied itself, leaving only a dozen people standing in the middle of the alley trembling and not daring to move.

Pete bit a toothpick at the corner of his mouth, glanced coldly at the bruised and swollen gangster, and then at the teenager holding the dagger.

"What are you doing all the noise! If you have the strength to fight, you might as well go to work on the docks! ”

The vicious voice echoed through the alley, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

Pete's eyes grew even more disdainful.

He looked down on these guys from the bottom of his heart.

Either the nest is horizontal, or it is to pick the weak to do it.

Ducking off the toothpick in his mouth, he shouted at the miserable guys lying on the ground.

"If you can still move, you can get up for Lao Tzu, and your leg is broken, isn't it? Waiting for Lao Tzu to repair it for you? ”

"Yes, yes—oh no! It's not, it's not! ”

Hearing the impatience of the voice, the thugs who were still lying on the ground and screaming hurriedly got up from the ground.

They nodded and thanked the Willant soldiers, and then ran down the alley, glaring at the workers before leaving.

Watching the men leave, Pete stepped forward and lifted Eugène, who was sitting by the wall, from the ground.

With a bloody grin on his mouth, Eugène stared at the big nose with a sneer on his face.

The people here are afraid of this guy, but he is not.

He was a citizen of the Union, and he came in with an electronic passport.

Pete didn't punch him, just shoved him, and then slapped him the collar.

It's like helping him smooth out his clothes.

However, anyone with a discerning eye can see how hard this ten-master is.

“…… We're staring at you," Pitt squeezed the phrase out between his teeth, close to Eugène's ear, "and if you dare to do anything on our turf, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the fish." ”

The threatening voice wasn't a joke.

Eugène just grinned and spat a bloody spit to the side.

"Something? On the territory of the Willantes, is teaching the poor to read and write also called doing things? Then please speak generously at the Sticky Community meeting! Also, don't scare me there, if Lao Tzu is afraid of death, he won't come out of that huge wall! ”

"Hehe, I hope that when the knife is on your neck, you can be as brave as you are today."

Pete sneered, didn't look at him again, just made a closing gesture to his hands and walked in the direction of the outside of the alley.

Watching the Willant soldiers leave, the workers who stood motionless finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to clean up the mess in front of their homes and pick up the garbage scattered on the ground.

At this moment, a man with compassion written on his face made his way through the dejected crowd.

He first went to help the green family up, then took care of the injuries of his friends in Boulder City, and then visited the boy named Amin.

Feeling that the time was almost up, he cleared his throat and looked at the injured family members.

"Family."

"I know you must be worried, even scared and frightened, right now. You're worried about the attitude of the Willantes, you're afraid of the retribution of the gangsters...... But I still have to say that it is not us who should be feared, but them! ”

The drooping heads were raised, and the drooping shoulders were raised.

They all cast their eyes at the man, and there was apprehension and confusion in their eyes, but there was also a lot of hope.

Especially the green family lying on the ground, and the teenager named Amin.

They knew the identity of the young man in front of them.

His name is Zaid!

It's their golden family!

Basking in those admiring gazes, Zaid slowly spoke in the man's presence, filling in his words and repeating them in a sonorous voice.

"It's them who should be afraid...... It's the vampires who ride on our necks, and the lackeys of the vampires, not us who have united! ”

His voice was full of power.

It's like a hand with bruised muscles, firmly picking at the widening eyeballs and carving their own symbols into them.

“…… Out of fear, flies and mosquitoes collude, and they don't want us to take what is our own. What we have won by unity, they will take it by force. They don't lack that money! But only if we live in misery and hunger can we achieve their sinful empire! ”

"The Willantes, who were inconvenient for themselves and broke their own rules, encouraged the gangsters to do the dirty work they did not want to do...... And those violent means are proof of their fear! They are trying to bring us to our knees by force, trying to break our unity! That's exactly what they feared! ”

Eyes full of hatred.

Zeid looked into their eyes, or at himself reflected in their eyes.

He was pleased with their expressions.

I'm also very satisfied with myself.

The hatred and anger that had nowhere to vent finally found a direction for catharsis.

At this moment, they are no longer a rabble.

They've found something to hate!

“…… But they were wrong! And the wrong one couldn't be had! Because we will not surrender, let alone because of a few crunch whips! Break our backs! Never! ”

The deafening voice echoed in the alley, and Ah Ming, who was leaning against the cold wall, only felt his blood surging up, and couldn't help but respond.

"Never!"

He soon discovers that it is not only himself who makes the sound, but countless others like him.

There was a sparkle in his eyes.

Standing in the dark, he was not alone, and he was surrounded by people who thought the same way as him.

Those people are his family!

Looking at the boiling atmosphere in the alley, Zeid had a satisfied smile on his face.

He lifted his hand slightly, letting the voice pause for a moment, and then continued in that unwavering voice.

"That's right!"

"We will never surrender to this small setback, and the fear on the faces of the enemy just proves us right!"

"On this hope-filled path, we will be more united than ever!"

"We are family!"

……

The alley behind him was noisy, and the rats seemed to be squeaking for something.

But there shouldn't have been a fight.

Next to Pete, a soldier pouted and said in a reluctant tone.

"What do we do with those rats? Why not let them keep fighting. ”

Pete glanced at him, looked away again, and pulled a toothpick from his collar pocket and put it in his mouth.

He's been smoking a bit a lot lately, and he's trying to use it to get rid of his addiction.

“…… And then watched them put the port on point? ”

He's just a ten-captain who doesn't understand so many big truths, and he will do whatever the commander tells him to do.

But lately he's been a little confused, because more and more things aren't what he thinks.

Like what......

What the hell are they here for?

Aren't you here for revenge?

But whenever he thinks about it, he will have that honest face in his mind.

The man seemed to be called Govinda, and before he died, he panicked and gave a long list of names, but in the end he did not escape death.

Calm down and think about it, that timid guy like a maggot really didn't necessarily kill his countrymen.

Not just the Govinda, but a couple of helpless women.

They are more like the victims than the perpetrators.

After all, the scars on their bodies are not always left by the Willantes when they resisted.

Every time he thought about it, he felt a pang of irritability, and he could only stop himself from continuing to think.

The brothers who followed him didn't think much of it, but laughed out loud as if they had heard some funny joke.

"Got the port? Just those guys? ”

"Haha, they dare?"

"I'd like those softies to be tougher and not surrender at the sound of gunshots."

Pete didn't laugh with them, but just removed the communicator from his shoulder and made a brief report.

“…… The risk has been eliminated and the congregation has dispersed...... Received ......"

He was about to hang up the communication when suddenly another voice came from the channel.

It was the next sound that made his whole person stunned in place.

“…… Survivor?! The Silvermoon Sect Church? Are the parents of those children still alive? ”

His head was buzzing, and he couldn't handle the huge amount of information for a moment.

Still alive?

How is this possible?

The surrounding soldiers suppressed their laughter one after another, and the captains who watched them stop also stopped their steps, exchanging surprises on each other's faces.

They knew about the church of the Silver Moon Sect, and they were the ones who first found the children.

Whether it is the bullet marks on the ground, or the endless bloodstains, or the words of the old nun, they all tell the final fate of those brave people.

It is no exaggeration to say that at least half of their hatred for the survivors of Borneo was due to the children who had lost their parents and the miserable conditions in that church.

And now they're being told that those people are still alive?

They were suddenly overwhelmed.

“…… Is the checkpoint to the north? I know! I'll take someone there! ”

After listening to the order of his superiors, Pete's expression immediately became serious, and after replying, he hung up the communication.

Looking at his subordinates, he said cleanly.

"There are survivors! Follow me! ”

The soldiers did not hesitate and immediately took the order.

"Yes!"

——

(Thanks to the leader of the alliance of "X people's vegetable addiction is still big X"!! ）

(End of chapter)