Because the appearance of the chicken killer brother is too terrifying, the aborigines who surrounded the industrial area have quietly left, and this farce of besieging the industrial area has finally ended.

A total of 471 civilians were trapped in the factory warehouse.

In addition to the people involved in the factory, some of them were residents of nearby communities who ran in when they saw that the situation was not right.

After all, normally speaking, the troops of the alliance will definitely occupy the industrial zone as soon as possible to prevent the destruction of production equipment here.

No one knows better than them what virtues those natives are.

It is better to fall into the hands of the Alliance than to fall into the hands of the natives.

"Thank you...... Thank you for saving us. ”

Holding the hands of his wife and daughter tightly, the pale-faced man walked out of the warehouse.

His name was Antoine, and he was the head of the industrial zone, directly subordinate to the general affairs department of the legion, with the rank of captain, at the same level as the lord of the nearby settlement.

It is worth mentioning that the Ravenca Industrial Zone belongs to the Special Zone in the Southern Army, and a considerable part of the industrial park belongs to the central part of the Avent, while the only land that belongs to the local area is the colony along the Ravenca River.

The Southern Legion's operation on the ground is also a textbook set of combos - first grasp the water and farmland in hand, and then the natives will automatically roll to the factory.

Fang Chang glanced at him and couldn't help but be a little surprised to see that the bridge of his nose was flat.

"You're not a Willant?"

Antoine bowed slightly and nodded, nervously speaking.

"I am a native of the province of Bartoya, and my ancestral home is in the city ......of Avent, according to your classification habits."

This man is well-informed.

Looks like he's supposed to be a guy who can understand human speech.

Fang Chang pondered for a moment before speaking.

"How much do you know about the aliens here?"

Antoine said immediately.

"I've been dealing with them for more than ten years, and I don't dare to say that I know them well, but I basically know them."

Fang Chang nodded and continued.

"Except for the survivors from the province of Batoya, what are the alien races in your mouth, and which one are the most important ones?"

Antoine's expression froze slightly, his expression was slightly embarrassed, and he hesitated for a moment before answering in an uncertain tone.

"Uh...... At least 2,000, no one has ever counted them carefully. ”

Hearing this number, Fang Chang was also stunned.

"Two thousand?! Hell, you're not mistaken. ”

Antoine said hurriedly.

"Absolutely not! I can swear to Marshal Julius that the actual situation is definitely not much more than I said! ”

Fang Chang: "......"

You are a native of the city of Avent and swear a ball to Julius!

Lao Na, who was standing behind Fang Chang, and Elf King Fugui glanced at each other and said in surprise.

"Good fellow...... Twice as much as Borneo. ”

"The population is still smaller than there...... Emmm, big head. ”

In fact, Antoine really wasn't exaggerating.

Even the 2,000 tribes he said were only conservative estimates, and the real situation was far more exaggerated than he said.

In addition to the natives who originally lived along the banks of the Ravenca River, the labor of the Southern Army was also bought from slave traders who traveled from north to south.

The composition of the slave traders was much more complicated.

Some were marauders who took over the magpie's nest and ransacked the shelters, some were deserters from Borneo, some were private soldiers kept in captivity by the nobles of Luoxia Province, and even the migrating branches of the Chewy Bone tribe, as well as the hawkers who often dealt with mutants.

Their footprints are all over the Great Desert, and the "species diversity" on the Great Desert is too rich.

After all, it is entirely possible that even two survivor communities across the street could evolve into two distinct tribes in 200 years of displacement.

It is precisely because of this complex racial situation that the Lavenca Industrial Zone did not allow aliens to live on their doorstep like Forever Night Harbor, but adopted a more thorough apartheid strategy than Eternal Night Harbor.

That is, the colonists, mainly the Willant and the immigrants from the province of Bartoya, lived in the beautiful and well-supplied settlements, while the laborers they bought from the slave owners lived in the factory areas of the industrial area of Ravenca.

After listening to Antoine's words, Fang Chang pressed his eyebrows with a slight headache.

If the situation on the ground is really as complicated as this guy says, the Alliance's methods may not work here.

However, difficulties are difficulties, and the work that needs to be done still has to be done.

Clearing his mind, he spoke.

"I understand the basics...... Now it is imperative to restore order in the region. ”

Antoine said immediately.

"Command!"

Facing the leader of the Ravenca Industrial Zone, the head of the party explained the arrangements and details of the managers, and improved some of the details according to his own judgment of the situation in the area.

“…… We are going to set up an autonomous council of the industrial zone of Ravenca, you are the head of the industrial zone, and you will be the chairman of this committee for the time being, and we will pay you in silver coins with reference to your original salary. ”

Antoine said with a wry smile.

"The salary is not ...... Tell me what you have to say. ”

"Take what you should take, don't be polite to me, get things done and don't take what you shouldn't take is what you have to remember."

Fang Chang knew very well that the free things were the most expensive, and it was better to wait for these guys to take them by themselves, so it was better to take the initiative to give them themselves.

After a pause, he continued.

"In addition, the money is not from us, but from the Ravenca Industrial Zone Development Fund."

Antoine was stunned.

"What is the Ravenca Industrial Zone Development Fund?"

He's been here for so long, and it's the first time he's heard of it.

Looking at Antoine, who looked confused, Fang Chang said concisely.

"You can understand that the local budget department, public spending, salaries, and future pensions are all coming from here for the time being. In addition, the department is responsible for the disposal of inventory assets in the industrial area of La Venca, as well as the allocation of funds for capacity transformation projects. ”

After a pause, Fang Chang continued.

"There should be a lot of industrial waste in your warehouses and production lines, those who can make money should be sold as soon as they finish production, and those who can't make money can sell scrap iron."

As soon as he heard the latter words, Antoine's breathing suddenly became short.

Asset Disposal!

The industrial zone of Ravenca accounts for a third of the entire Southern Corps' gross production value!

It's not a huge amount of money, it's a gold mine!

Carried away by interests, he was about to take this job into his own hands, but he met the eyes that seemed to be smiling.

In an instant, Antoine, who was holding the hands of his wife and daughter, seemed to be poured cold water on his head, and his originally restless heart instantly calmed down.

He can see the rent-seeking space in this, and the one standing in front of him can obviously see it too.

Looking at Antoine, who was holding back his thoughts with his mouth closed, Fang Chang nodded with satisfaction, and then continued.

"I'll find someone else for the Foundation, and you just need to cooperate with their work. How much an engine should be is how much it is, and we will also send professionals to help you check it, don't sell it as garbage. ”

"Yes! I'll do it! Antoine hurriedly nodded respectfully, hearing that the alliance would arrange for professionals to come over to check the gates, he no longer dared to move any crooked thoughts.

It's always a pleasure to talk to civilized people.

After telling the matter to continue, the Commander did not embarrass Antoine, asked him to take his wife and daughter back to rest first, and promised to arrange for two Willant soldiers to be responsible for his safety.

When the Autonomous Council of the Industrial Region of La Venca has completed the transition from the old regime to the new regime and has clarified the various regulations and organizational structures, he will naturally arrange for the former to set up a separate financial department and reorganize a well-functioning government agency.

As for the pre-transition power vacuum, he would separate the knives, pens, and purses from the Autonomous Committee to prevent them from being mixed together.

In addition to the development of the foundation, he intends to set up three departments, the Legislative Council, the Education Committee and the Security Council, and as soon as possible establish a law enforcement department with a guard as the core, as well as full-time and evening schools for children and adults, respectively.

This is the experience of Dawning City, and it is also an old tradition of the Alliance.

As for the delegates, it can be pushed back.

After all, he had already seen the virtues of the natives here just a few minutes ago, and even if they were to nominate a representative, they would probably come out with the kind of nonsense of Bosaka.

The Willant can be called civilized, but it is impossible for a round table to be full of big noses, and there is not even a person who can play the role of a counterbalance.

There's also a kick-off meeting.

At that time, even if the conscience of these big noses finds out, changes their past mistakes, and does not use the intelligence of civilized people to turn these natives in civilized clothes around, it will also lay the groundwork for future disasters.

In the warehouse, the Captain briefly comforted the civilians of Willant who had been affected by the war, telling them that the Alliance had come to liberate them and would not take away their legitimate property, and then arranged for the soldiers to send them back to their respective homes.

Anyway, these big noses don't usually live with the natives, so it's easier to manage them by letting them live in their own communities.

After doing these things, Fang Chang returned to the side of the mole and Lao Bai and the group, and exchanged his views with them.

“…… The situation is much more complicated than we thought, and I'm going to bring in some people from Pioneer City, where the survivors are more familiar with the desert and have experience working with the locals. ”

Seeing that someone had finally taken over the work, the mole hurriedly said.

"I listen to you!"

He was ready to make a big splash before he came here, but now he's completely abandoned that plan.

He's going to do the work of war.

He's good at that.

Facing Fang Chang's eyes, Lao Bai grinned and said.

"I'm just like him, and I'm sure you can handle it."

Seeing that these two guys had shaken the pot clean, Fang Chang said with a smile.

"I want to ask your opinions, you and I have a good point."

"Hahaha! The statement means ...... I don't know what to do," said Lao Bai with a smile, "or skydiving is more suitable for me." ”

The mole also nodded approvingly, and said with a sigh of difficulty.

"...... It's still easy to fight, and Lao Tzu will never raise the bar with this guy again. ”

Fang Chang looked at this guy helplessly.

He doesn't hate moles tearing down his stage on forums, after all, he also has his own limitations, and it is impossible to think everything through.

Brother Mole's practical experience may be a little weaker, but he still has the ability.

At this moment, Midnight Killer suddenly came up with a stubble, raised his arm with a chainsaw, and said in a humming voice.

"By the way, I'll have to find some doctors for the people I saved."

Fang Chang immediately looked at him and said.

"Isn't there a military doctor?"

Midnight Killer shook his head and said.

"No, they don't have any experience in delivering babies...... Moreover, you don't know what level of quacks in our player corps is. ”

Deliver......

The expressions on the faces of several corps commanders were a little subtle.

It's not that they are reluctant to spend money on logistics, the main thing is that most players are playing this game with the attitude of "major illnesses don't need to be treated, and minor injuries don't call injuries", and they don't need a skilled doctor at all.

For example, the Jungle Corps itself is.

The few military doctors they had were not even serious doctors, but prosthetic doctors who had been reemployed after leaving the Great Stone Military Industry.

Lao Bai scratched the back of his head.

"There should be one over there, right?"

The mole coughed.

"Both the 100th and 101st Divisions have gone north to block the reinforcements of the Southern Corps, and it is unrealistic to call them back."

Lao Bai continued.

"What about the Expeditionary Force?"

The mole was stunned and patted his head.

"yes, they should have, I'll ask."

As he spoke, he raised his index finger and pressed it to his ear, and communicated a few words in the communication channel in the human language.

Fang Chang was waiting for his news, when a young Willant girl suddenly walked over from the side.

She is very tall, about 1.8 meters, with long pale blonde hair, wearing a beige shirt and blue canvas pants.

There was panic written on her face, but she raised her hand tremblingly and said with courage.

"That...... Are you looking for a doctor? ”

Hearing that voice, Fang Chang's eyes lit up, and he looked at her and asked.

"You're a doctor? What is your name? ”

"Jasmine ......"

The girl swallowed nervously and said quickly, "My colleagues and I can see for them...... But you must keep us safe. ”

"No problem."

Fang Chang snapped his fingers and looked at Brother Ji.

"Take her there."

Midnight Killer knocked his fist on the steel breastplate, looked at the pale-faced girl and said with a hearty smile.

"Come with me, I'll keep you safe!"

Hearing that his bodyguard was this guy, the girl named Jasmine almost didn't cry, and she looked like she had bumped into a chainsaw killer...... Although there was nothing wrong with her thinking so.

No wonder she thought so, as did the natives who looked at her with the eyes of the goods.

From this point of view, there is nothing wrong with Fang Chang's arrangement.

In this time of war, only Brother Ji can ensure the safety of these medical personnel who need to have frequent contact with the natives......

……

With the establishment of the Autonomous Council, the unrest in the industrial area of Ravenca finally subsided.

Of course, everyone knew in their hearts that the reason why this turmoil was able to subside so quickly was not because of any autonomous committee, but because of the exaggerated appearance of the midnight chicken.

It's a basement under the floor, and the local survivors are even in a state close to primitive animals.

And these guys are also paddling to the edge and the sociologists of the Union have figured out what Borneo might be like without Rowell.

At least for now, the vast majority of Borneo province has successfully transitioned from the late feudal era to the initial stage of "military government" under the influence of the Alliance.

On the other hand, areas such as the Golden Gallen Port, which are running ahead, have already transitioned from "military administration" to "discipline administration" and are only one step away from the final "constitutional government".

Perhaps by the time this war is over, the survivors there will be able to completely remove the thousand pillars that have been pressed on their bodies.

However, the survivors of the Lavenca industrial area and the entire Great Desert are still not much better than primitive people.

It turns out that without General Rowell is no better than with General Rowell.

It's like a person has a kidney problem, and just knocking the kidney out won't solve any problem.

Normally, you have to change to a new one and get rid of the bad habits in your previous life.

If Borneo or Mammoth delved into the sociological problems of the Great Desert, it might be able to accelerate their social progress.

But that's their own business.

The alliance also has its own things to do, and it is impossible and impossible to feed them food and force them to eat.

That would be counterproductive.

On the third day of the restoration of normal order in the industrial zone, the team of engineers of the alliance arrived at the airport in the industrial zone on the transport plane "Overlord".

Among them are not only the engineers of Boulder City, but also the professors of Camp 101, and the technicians from Ideal City.

Accompanied by the mayor of Antoine, a group of people visited the industrial zone from beginning to end and got acquainted with several core production lines in the park.

For example, the Conqueror 10 tank, such as the 902mm train gun, and the shipyard for fighter and heavy bombers, as well as shallow water heavy gunboats, etc......

That evening, it's time for dinner.

The Alliance engineer who sat in a hotel run by the Willantes held a tablet in his hand, looking through the photos taken during the day and the materials he had copied, his face full of heartfelt emotion.

"It's incredible......"

Fang Chang, who was eating at the same table, heard this sentence and asked him curiously.

"Isn't it awesome here?"

The old engineer said with a smile.

"Then it depends on who you compare to."

Fang Chang wanted to ask how it compares to the port of Jingallen, but he quickly remembered that there were mainly light factories, and the only few heavy factories also served the former, so he temporarily changed his words.

"Compare it to Dawn City."

"There is no comparison."

The old engineer shook his head and continued as he flipped through the photographs on the tablet.

"Dawn City has a pre-war reactor, Vault 101 and Camp 101, as well as Vault 100's android experts and engineers in Boulder City, one out of every three workers is a skilled worker who understands the core technology, not to mention that there are now experts from academies and enterprises. Combined with the investment of managers in infrastructure construction regardless of the cost, it is difficult for the Dawn City Industrial Zone to make a difference. ”

When he said this, the old engineer continued with a little admiration in his eyes.

"And here there is nothing in the middle of nowhere, just some complex garbage mines and slaves with no educational background...... Any conscientious shelter dwellers refused to serve the Legion, not to mention the aid of enterprises and academies. ”

"They used quantity to overcome the quality problem. For example, the armor steel used in the Conqueror 10 could not ensure that the temperature of the furnace would be constant at the standard required by the technical documentation, so they kept the production line running continuously to produce 1,000 pieces of steel, and then selected the one that met the quality standards. ”

"Of course, this is just an inappropriate example, and the actual operation is certainly not as simple and crude as I said, but the design of the entire production line is not much different from what I said, and it can be seen everywhere in the industrial park. If the accuracy does not meet the requirements, the output will be increased, and the inferior products will be remanufactured to meet the standards...... That's what I saw. ”

This is purely an assessment made from the perspective of an expert who does not participate in any political position.

However, Fang Chang was confused by his evaluation, and for a while he couldn't figure out whether this was good or bad.

It sounded like a way of praising the Willant for their great strength, but it also sounded like they were straining the muscles all over their bodies and holding back a lump of.

Taking a sip of the black tea on the table, he thought for a moment and said.

"So is that a positive comment or a negative? For our capacity transformation efforts. ”

"It's a mixed reputation," said the old engineer, after a moment's thought, "I just feel that the Willantes have indeed performed miracles, although this miracle, like the tombs of ancient monarchs, was piled up with the blood and sweat of slaves at all costs...... By the way, if I have the chance, I would like to visit the city of Avent, which should be the end of the entire supply chain system of the Southern Legion, and the real essence. ”

Fang Chang asked curiously.

"The production line here is not complete?"

"Some of it is all, but some of it is not."

Watching the waiter bring the food up, the old engineer waved his hand, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

"Forget it, don't ask, there's no foundation at all, I can't tell you clearly."

Fang Chang made a helpless expression.

He really doesn't understand these things that are too professional.

For a practitioner in the financial industry, sometimes knowing half of it is the best state, and knowing too much is not good.

After all, knowing too much, it is easy to run to industry with self-confidence and open your own factory. At least among the peers he knows, it's all thanks to the guys who do this that they can get out of the way, and there are very few who don't lose all their pants.

The reverse is also true, most of the industrialists who run to play capital operation are the same, and most of the money earned by their ability will inevitably lose by their ability in the end.

Just as he was about to end the conversation, the old engineer suddenly spoke again.

"There's one more thing I don't understand."

Fang Chang: "What's the matter?" ”

The old engineer said hesitantly.

"I checked their production records and inventory lists and found a lot of things that didn't match. Although their production efficiency is low, they should not be the only one. ”

Fang Chang frowned slightly.

"What do you mean?"

The old engineer patiently explained.

This means that the theoretical output value is three times higher than the actual output value! If this industrial park can play its proper production capacity, you will definitely not win so easily, and the Southern Army will last at least another three years! ”

"I'll have to correct it, we didn't win easily."

Fang Chang coughed lightly, wanting to argue for his good brothers.

The old engineer, however, paid no attention to him, and re-immersed himself in his own world.

The old man's index finger rubbed his chin and thought to himself.

"The machines are good, the supply chain is fine, and there are criticisms in the way they are managed...... But the impact is not so great. ”

The more he thought about it, the more he didn't understand, and reached out to grab the few remaining hairs on the top of his head, his face full of incomprehensible confusion.

“…… It's weird. ”

(End of chapter)