Magnificent gantry cranes tower over the harbor, and concrete-paved piers connect the earth with the sea.

Cargo ships of various sizes are moored to the docks, and some are salvage ships, with workers wearing lightweight exoskeletons coming and going.

This is Settlement No. 1 on the Death Coast.

It was also the place where the Coalition's Burning Corps landed during the Battle of the Torch.

Although the war was only the last year, it seems like a long, long time has passed.

There are no traces of war left on the entire coastline, and most of the people active on the shore are survivors of life, not soldiers with guns.

The identities of these people varie.

Some of them were wastelanders from the eastern provinces, some were refugees from the province of Borneo, some were islanders from the southern seas, and some were Wilantes from the western side of the continent or followers of the spirit of the sand sea from the province of Luoxia.

It's not just who they are, it's what they're here for.

Some are trying to escape the xenomorphs, marauders, and farmers of the wasteland, some are trying to escape distant wars, plagues, and starvation, or they want to seize the opportunity to rebuild a space elevator and get rich and fly to the stars with the Alliance.

Every face that walks here is full of stories, just like myself who lost a lot of money not long ago.

Henk's heart couldn't help but feel a faint stir.

Before he came here, he was worried that the situation here might be bad, but he didn't expect it.

This may be a new beginning......

If there are no surprises.

Standing next to Genk, Yarman also looked at the thriving city in the distance, narrowing his eyes slightly.

“…… I remember the last time I was here, the area connected to the port was still a container area, and now it has been turned into a prefabricated concrete house. ”

The contours of the settlement are expanding outward along the port, and the containers may have been moved closer inland.

After all, that kind of "empty box" is not safe to put on the seashore itself, and a strong wind may blow it away.

Maybe the next time he comes, these prefabricated houses will probably be demolished and moved to other places, making room for taller and more beautiful houses.

Just like what happened in Boulder.

After hearing Yarman's words, a look of surprise appeared on Henk's face.

"Containers? They let those wastelanders live in containers? ”

Yarman grinned: "A kind of emergency housing for special times...... The Wastelanders of the Eastern Continent have a special ability to convert any material they see into a house. For example, the kind of container can be inhabited by cutting a door and window. ”

"Well, I'...... I just think it's a bit wasteful," Henk said with emotion, "It's also metal, and it can be recycled even if it's not used." ”

Yarman's expression was a little subtle.

He thought that this guy was feeling sorry for those wastelanders, but after doing it for a long time, he turned out to be sorry for those boxes.

“…… Perhaps, but the local philosophy is to make the most of it. ”

Henk then asked.

"That's how the shipping company sent the boxes to them?"

This is his primary concern.

The authorities' care for the Wastelanders is admirable, but if they take the approach of forced expropriation, or connivance with the Wastelanders' forcible possession, then no matter how prosperous it seems, it will not be a good investment.

After all, prosperity is something that can be packaged, like the financial statements of his distillery.

It is enough to borrow money.

Yarman said with a smile.

"Of course not, the local authorities will give the shipping company a sum of money...... And not only that, the local import demand is strong, and storage resources are tight. If they don't get rid of it soon, they will have to pay a lot of rent for those empty boxes and occupied berths. It just so happens that the shipping companies are also in a hurry to make the next trip, and the local authorities are willing to buy the empty boxes, so why wouldn't they? ”

Of course, the main reason is that the containers in Silver Moon Bay and Golden Gallon Port are cheap enough.

Most of the light industrial products and food needed locally come from these two places.

Then there is the raw materials provided by the port of fries and the heavy industry facilities in the North Island.

The Alliance's overseas investments are feeding back home.

Even from the standpoint of the Wilantes, he had to sigh that the manager's layout in Luoxia Province, Borneo Province and the southern sea area was indeed a good move.

Had it not been for the visceral alliance of Wastelanders who brought their wealth and knowledge here, the ten settlements along the coast of the eastern provinces would never have grown so rapidly.

Just a few months ago, it was the home of aquatic mutants and torches.

Just as Yarman was thinking, an acquaintance approached from the docks and greeted him from afar.

"Long time no see! Friend, you're back! ”

Looking at Yarman standing on the deck, Zhang Ze had an excited expression on his face.

The reason why he was so excited was not because he missed the big nose so much, but because the gold mines on the big nose ship!

Thousands of young workforces!

For Settlement No. 1, which is in the development stage, isn't it a gold mine?!

In the past few months, he has not only found the survivors of the Xifan Port tragedy, but also managed to obtain the video materials of the Lion City tragedy, and finally made the local representatives speechless at the hearing, opening a fast track for the refugees in Borneo Province to quickly apply for the "identity of the person in custody".

Although the status of the supervised person is not very difficult to obtain, as long as he swears that he is not a predator, he can enter the "probation period" and obtain a temporary certificate.

However, the situation in the eastern provinces is so special that it is impossible to exclude the marauders hiding among the displaced people by taking an oath alone, and the settlements of Haiya Province, unlike the provinces of the River Valley, have a well-established set of methods and well-developed institutions to carry out this task.

Therefore, according to their own needs, the local authorities have imposed some restrictions on temporary status, such as not being able to apply for loans, such as not being able to engage in certain industries, etc.

In this way, the possible risks of the settlement in the process of digesting this group of immigrants are minimized, and at least the probability of having ogres become attending physicians and arsonists becoming firefighters is reduced.

These rules are primarily aimed at survivors whose identities are completely blank.

Survivors from Ideal City, Cloud Province, South Sea Alliance, or Luoxia Province are not subject to this restriction.

This includes the port of fries and the port of Golden Gallen, and even the people of Willant from the west side of the mainland.

They can skip the temporary status and directly obtain the status of "regulated", and even shorten the supervision period to a few days according to their own ability, which is almost equivalent to directly issuing the Union's ID card.

Zhang Ze did not win the same rights and interests for those Borneo people as the residents of Ideal City, after all, that was not realistic, and it was impossible to get anyone's support.

However, in order to facilitate the development of his business, he still did his best to help the refugees win the same rights as the "survivors with status".

It is well known that Borneo is devoid of marauders in the broad sense of the word.

The local survivors are hard-working, and targeting them with the rules for screening marauders is clearly bullying honest people.

After listening to all parties, the Council finally made a concession and signed Bill 10.

The bill allows private entities to provide sponsorship for undocumented survivors after paying a full bond to pass the interim status assessment period directly as a supervised person.

If these survivors commit a criminal offence during the assessment period, they will not only face criminal prosecution, but the authorities will also confiscate the security deposit paid by the private sector and pay compensation to the victims.

In this way, it is equivalent to transferring the risks that were originally borne by society as a whole to private individuals who "want to make this money", and the local authorities naturally have no opinion.

After solving the legal problems, Zhang Ze immediately registered a "wall-mounted labor agency company" according to the plan he had previously discussed with his partners, and waited for the cattle and horses - oh no, the refugees got off the boat.

Looking at the young man waving excitedly on the shore, Henk looked at Yarman on the side suspiciously and asked.

"Who is this?"

Yarman waved his hand to the dock and said to his compatriots on the side.

"Zhang Ze, one of the shareholders of the wall-based labor agency, my partner on the Death Coast...... I'll introduce you to it in a moment. ”

Yarman and Genk briefly described the situation of the next settlement and the nature of the wall-based labor agency, including the profit model.

Although he himself had just docked, he had always communicated with Zhang Ze by telegram all the way here, so he knew the situation here relatively well.

Henk was stunned when he heard this, and shouted in his heart, "This is fine." However, in order to learn more, he did not interject to say his opinion, but listened carefully.

At the same time that Yarman had finished briefly introducing his company's business, Zhang Ze had already ascended the gangway to the deck, squeezed past the group of passengers who were eager to get off the ship, and walked to the bow of the ship.

In addition to himself, he was accompanied by a staff member of the settlement resident office, with a thin tablet tucked under his elbow.

"This is Mr. Yarman, another partner in our firm!"

The staff member shook Yarman's hand, and then said in a businesslike tone.

"Hello, Mr. Yarman, I am the person in charge here...... Please provide us with a list of passengers, we need to register people before we can issue them documents. ”

"No problem, I've got the list ready, please take a look at it here."

As she spoke, Yarman took a roster from his assistant and handed it to the staff member of the residents' office.

Henk's eyes kept on the roster, how to look at it and how he felt that this job was familiar.

Resemble!

It's so similar!

He can do this job too!

Although Yalman explained to him along the way that it was fundamentally different from the slave trade, it seemed to him that it was not much different, and that it was just a slave contract in exchange for a debt contract.

However, Henk doesn't plan to steal business with his savior, and picking up other people's leftovers is not his style.

Looking at the crowd of human heads and pairs of eager eyes, he soon got a glimpse of another huge business opportunity.

After completing the handover formalities, Zhang Ze took a group of Brahsins on board to the shore and made an appointment with Yarman to meet at the bar for a while.

Seeing that everyone was done, Henk immediately pulled Yarman aside, looked at him with blazing eyes and said.

"I want to stay here."

Looking at the stunned Yarman, Henk didn't wait for him to speak, and continued without stopping.

“…… Of course, I won't let you vouch for me in vain, and I can pay for the ferry ticket from Saifan Harbor to here like those people. ”

Looking at Henk with an eager face, Yarman froze and spoke.

"There is a diplomatic relationship between the Alliance and the Legion, and you don't need to vouch for it, or the embassy of Triumph City in Dawning City has already vouched for you...... However, you're not going to go back to Saifan Harbor with me? ”

Henk made a helpless expression.

"Is there any use in going back? Eighty percent of my distillery had already been auctioned off by this time, and I bet the insurance company wouldn't pay me for that shipment unless they blew up the ship that the South Sea Alliance publicly admitted. ”

It will be a protracted lawsuit, and he will not give up his right to claim premiums, but it does not mean that he intends to take his life on the line.

Where he falls, he gets up, and that's his creed of life.

Armando looked at him twice, and his eyes couldn't help but have a little admiration in his eyes.

"You can see it."

Henk grinned.

"What else could I do? Wiping tears in the direction of the shipwreck? That's not my style. ”

Yarman reached out and patted him on the shoulder, counting it as an encouragement to him.

"I'll take you to the office in a moment and solve the problem of identity. By the way, have you figured out what to do? ”

Henk smiled confidently.

"I'm not sure yet, but there's a rough direction."

Raising his eyebrows in slight surprise, Yarman asked curiously.

"Is it convenient to reveal to me?"

"It's not inconvenient, it's almost open," Henk shrugged slightly, and Henk looked back at the nervous and eager faces on the deck, grinning, "You said that these guys don't live in containers all the time." ”

"I'm willing to bet that when they get rich, the first thing they'll have to do is get a bigger house."

Yarman looked at the reinvigorated man in amazement, but he didn't expect that this guy didn't even have a place to live, and he was already thinking about helping others solve the housing problem.

"It's a big deal......

"That's right, so I'll have to get a job to fix my credit before I go to the bank and borrow some money to start my project."

Looking at the surprised Yarman, Henk smiled confidently and continued.

"Wait and see, I'll earn back all the money I lost...... We may have the opportunity to work together in the future. ”

Yarman wasn't really optimistic about this ambitious guy, but he didn't hit his compatriots, just smiled and politely said.

"Then I'll wait for your good news."

Knowing that this benefactor didn't take his words seriously, Henk didn't care, just said with a smile.

"When you come back next time, you'll know I'm not kidding."

……

With the help of the Hangbi Labor Agency, 2,700 new immigrants from Xifan Harbor successfully completed the registration procedures at the office in Settlement 1 and obtained the status of "supervised persons".

From now on, they will serve as "quasi-citizens" of the Alliance, fighting to end the Wasteland Age and free all the suffering survivors.

Of course, this does not conflict with the loan they are repaying.

Even if they plan to liberate the aliens, they have to live their current life well.

The alliance is not a utopia, only those who save themselves.

If you think of this as an ideal city, you will definitely regret it, but if all you want is fairness, you will not be too disappointed.

However, with the diligence of these rat people and snake people, it is only a matter of time before they want to live a good life. Rather than worrying that they were not doing well, it was better to worry that they had tried hard and swept the wastelanders of the eastern provinces to death.

Just when these "budding newcomers" followed the labor agents to the construction site and the wharf with apprehension and excitement, their hometown was a different situation.

In Borneo Province, in the western part of Niu, in Akal County, where the Yongliu River turns, soldiers on the eastern side of the camp are munching on nutritional paste.

Although Edge Paddle also wanted to share some instant noodles with the friendly brothers, the reality really didn't allow it.

From time to time, planes flew in the sky, sometimes legion planes, and sometimes alliance planes, and no one could completely take air supremacy.

In such a situation, not to mention that they did not dare to make a fire to cook and boil water, the Willant people on the other side did not dare either.

After all, it's not the same now.

The 110,000-strong Borneo squad captured fifty-two "fireball" self-propelled guns and nearly one thousand-man artillery shell.

The psychological pressure on the Willant with the 200 mm gun far exceeded that of the 155 mm.

Even in actual combat, the Willantes killed by the latter are an order of magnitude higher than the former......

The war ended at a stalemate.

The Willantes did not rush to attack after waiting for reinforcements from the airships, but changed their previous strategy of rushing forward, widening the width of the battle line from a short tens of kilometers to hundreds of kilometers, and turning the sharp awl into a broad-bladed axe.

This is very tricky for the Borneo state, which lacks logistical equipment.

Although Borneo had an absolute superiority in numbers, it was a flaw that it was difficult for positions to support each other.

If they are not careful, they may repeat the mistakes they made in the Lion State.

That is, the corps that relied on mobility to concentrate its forces was broken at once, and then the entire front could not take care of each other, and in the retreat and return defense, it was chaotic, and finally broke itself.

But even though the battle line between the two sides has been stretched to hundreds of kilometers, Akal County remains a checkpoint that neither side can ignore.

Whether it is geographically strategic or spiritually strategic, the Southern Corps is determined to win here.

It is precisely for this reason that both the players of the Death Corps and the Borneo soldiers stationed here are ready to fight to the death against the Legion.

In order not to be held back by the captives when the fight started, they also deliberately sent the prisoners they had captured before to the rear.

According to the agreement reached between the Alliance and the ambassadors of Triumph City, those Willantes will travel to the port of Golden Gallen upon arrival in Tiandu.

It is only there that there is a place to place these people, and there is room to place them.

When it came to the whereabouts of the captives, Isher couldn't help but paddle with the edge, saying that the survivors of Borneo might not be able to get to the shore in their dreams, and that the big noses could just throw their hands and surrender.

“…… So I always felt that that guy Yanusz was sometimes wrong and right, and that there might really be no such thing as fairness in this world. I can save the innocent civilians in the church, but I can't save myself or my people. ”

The edge paddling was also speechless for a while.

It was difficult for him to explain to a man who had never left the land under his feet what the outside world was like, and what kind of logic and rules were running on it.

While the war between the Legion and the Alliance had de facto begun, the relationship between the Alliance and Triumph City was not bad.

Bennott has been trying to cool down the fire, and the Administrators don't want to turn this war against the Empire ZY into an anti-all Willant.

After all, if that is the case, it is tantamount to embarking on the old path of the War Construction Committee again.

However, people have their own limitations.

Both the person sitting in front of him, and himself.

“…… I don't think they're going ashore at the port of Golden Gallen, they're in Triumph, and if they don't bring back what they see, they'll never get ashore. ”

After a pause, Edge Paddle continued, "Including you...... I don't think you're going to Golden Gallon Harbor or anything else to go ashore. ”

Isher smiled and said in a casual tone.

"And where is our shore?"

Edge paddling whispered.

"It's right under your feet...... But I think even if I say that, you'll think I'm standing and talking without a backache. ”

"I didn't think so, brother, I'm not that careful," Isher sighed, glancing at the stars in the sky and then at the mud on his shoes, "I just think...... It's a long road, I don't know if my grandson's grandson can see it for me. ”

Looking at that pessimistic face, Edge Paddle put her hand on his shoulder.

"Definitely...... And I believe that you don't have to wait for your grandson's grandson, you can do it yourself. ”

Isher smiled.

"Then I'll borrow your good words!"

How can it be so easy.

However, he didn't say it to the good brother opposite, but just put this sentence in his heart.

Just then, an officer approached, stood still, and gave a military salute.

"Report! Telegram from Tiandu! ”

Isher staggered to his feet, patted the dirt on his trousers, took the telegram from the officer's hand, unfolded it, and read it from beginning to end, grinning at the corners of his mouth.

"This Absec...... Hehe. ”

Seeing Isher's expression that seemed to be smiling, he patted his trouser leg and stood up, walked up to him and asked.

"What's on it?"

"It's nothing, it's just an order," Seeing that the brothers of the alliance were interested, Isher handed the telegram in his hand to him, "Our Grand Commander wants to form a field army to support the three northern states of the Mammoth Nation...... After all, Narasi has also helped us a lot, and we have to repay the favor. ”

The expression of the edge stroke is a little weird.

“…… Do you have enough energy to support others? ”

The Mammoth Nation's army has undergone a comprehensive refitting and restructuring, and although the frontal battlefield is still no match for the legion, it doesn't have to cause too much trouble to the Alliance.

It is for this reason that the Alliance's assistance to the Mammoth is mainly in terms of money, and most of the volunteers come to the Borneo side.

He really didn't understand what it was about.

Isher grinned.

"You don't understand this, the philosophy of the Brahminats is not the art of speaking, but the art of not speaking."

The edge paddled stunned.

"The art of not talking?"

Isher nodded.

"Nothing was said, but nothing was said. For example, this order ostensibly tells us to go to the north for reinforcements, but in fact it tells us to take refuge. ”

As for what refuge, Isher did not say explicitly. But it's not because of the art of not talking, it's because of emotional intelligence.

The edge paddling was silent for a while, and then sighed with emotion.

“…… Zhente Niang's shallow water is more than eight. ”

"Tzeentch! It's Tzeentch! Watching the lively debt-related big eyes and construction site guys whispered, their eyes full of excitement.

Sadistic, Nurgle and Tzeentch are there!

Will Slaanesh be far away?

He's already looking forward to the next expansion!

Isher smiled bitterly and shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Anyway...... In your words, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read. Absec also has his own difficulties, the "King of Horses" Shah Rukh is staring at him, and he himself has demons in his heart that he can't avoid. But thinking about it the other way around, this is actually a good thing, if there is no Shah Rukh as a slippery head, it is difficult for him to become this slippery head. ”

The edge paddling was dumbfounded for a while.

He thought that the academy had the most eyes on the wasteland, but he didn't expect that there was still a "phoenix chick" hidden in the south of the Zhuobar Mountains.

However, the conspiracy of the academy is mainly external and self-preservation, and the hearts and minds of the people here seem to be used for internal friction, and even a unique set of philosophical theories have evolved from this.

From the margins of civilized society incomprehensible, but shocked.

Looking at the bewildered expression on the brother's face in the alliance, Isher coughed lightly and said.

"By the way, don't worry, we won't leave you alone to defend here...... After that, two teams of 10,000 people will come to replace us, just to ask you to explain to them what you taught us before. ”

The edge paddled and looked at him and said.

"I'm not worried about that, we're going to do our best to keep it up with whether or not anyone stays with us...... As long as you haven't given up resistance. ”

Isher said with a smile.

"Then you don't have to worry, Absec is a bastard, but not a fool, if he dares to surrender, I bet he won't see the sun tomorrow."

The edge paddling followed him and smiled, then retracted his smile and clenched his fist.

"Take care brother."

Isher also clenched his fists in return, his expression becoming precious.

"Take care!"

(End of chapter)