Chapter 699 Dear Mr. Manager, when you receive this report, the battle is over
Just as Murderous Dagger thought, when they launched the second round of offensive, Chu Guang, who was far away in Shelter 404, had already received the battle report from the front line.
Moreover, battle reports from the expedition and victory reports from the front line were sent at the same time.
That guy Fang Chang played a trick. The first report was sent via the Niuma airship, while the latter was sent through the mission system on the official website.
Looking at the two reports spread out in front of him, Chu Guang smiled and shook his head.
"These guys really treat me as an NPC."
But it's no wonder.
He has been hiding very well, and players do not know that in addition to his identity as a manager, he also has the identity of a dog planner.
In other words, he knew everything before they sent this report, but he just didn't stop them.
First of all, the players did not violate the server rules. He never asked the players to be holy mothers, but just asked them to pay attention to the scale of doing things.
Secondly, the envoy from the Xilan Empire is really annoying, and they always argue with him at the meetings of the Nian Community, and it would be nice to give him a beating.
As for the third one, it was the Xilan Empire who took action first.
Although the Alliance rarely takes the initiative to cause trouble, there is no settlement that has not shed blood, even Boulder City, which voluntarily joined.
If anyone is planning to come and test whether their fist is strong, then come and try it.
[Report 1: The Xilan Imperial Army brazenly stepped into our guarded area, opened fire on us without revealing their identity, intending to cause tragedy, and we responded with a counterattack at Jingallan Port, the port where their operation started!]
[Report 2: More than 500 of our troops successfully landed at Jingallang Port, defeated the Jingallen Port city defense army, and captured the governor of Jingallen Port!]
Chu Guang didn't care much about the first report he had read a long time ago, so he directly clicked on the attachment of the second report.
Soon he was surprised to find that Brother Fang not only counted the KD and ammunition loss in the battle, but even counted the loot for him.
Although it is a bit suspected of bullying children, this battle can indeed be described as an epic victory.
The Alliance Army lost a total of 11 sets of "Type 5" light cavalry and 1 set of "Type 6" heavy cavalry exoskeletons. A small number of players suffered minor injuries that were not counted, and there were no combat or non-combat attrition.
As for the Golden Gallen Harbor City Defense Force, there are currently 1,407 corpses and 316 wounded. Although the top commander was not captured, its organization has been completely wiped out in the battle.
At the same time, they who were stationed in the port area took only one morning to recruit the port guard and temporarily formed an armed militia of about 5,000 people composed of liberated slaves.
The militia unit is currently stationed at Camp Rowell together with the liberated slaves, and is trained by players such as Murderous Dagger.
The area actually controlled by the Burning Corps only accounts for less than one-tenth or less of Golden Gallen Port, but the total economic output of this less than one-tenth of the city accounts for more than 90% of the entire settlement.
In addition to the direct results, the loot captured in this battle was also quite generous.
The Golden Gallon Bank located on Tulip Street 1 has nearly 500 million dinars in foreign exchange in its vault!
This money was mainly earned through population, livestock, spices, textile industry and the sale of basic resources. Most of it was in the name of the emperor and was managed by the governor appointed by the emperor.
In addition, there are 30 million silver coins and 9 million Cr, as well as several golden camel and golden lion coins. The former is probably earned through the export of two-headed cattle and minerals, and the latter is probably similar, but due to the circulation rate
It's low because there aren't many reserves.
But even so, this foreign exchange reserve is quite terrifying. If Boulder City Bank had so much money at that time, it would not go bankrupt at all.
What surprised Chu Guang even more was that he was still behind.
There are 120 billion Xilan coins in the books alone!
And it’s all cash!
Because the number was so shocking, he initially thought he had misnumbered the zeros. It wasn't until he checked several times that he was sure he was right.
According to the player's investigation, 10,000 Xilan coins can buy a pig, which shows that the purchasing power of Xilan coins exists.
Because there were so many flaws, Chu Guang didn't know where to start.
Perhaps the credit business of Golden Gallen Port Bank can explain this strange economic phenomenon, but Fang Chang did not have time to sort out the business operations of that bank.
Apparently players are only interested in the money in the vault.
At the end of the report, Fang Chang made a summary.
[…We all believe that if the current situation of Golden Gallen Port is not fundamentally changed, slavery and the royal authority in the local area are not completely abolished, similar raids by predators will not be fundamentally cut off. Therefore, our strategic goals are in addition to
In addition to the trial of the masterminds involved, it also includes the alliance transformation of the region.]
Seeing the end, Chu Guang couldn't help but smile.
Perhaps catching the smile on his face, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the pen holder, also had a happy smile on his face, nodded his head and praised.
"It seems that your little player has also grown up."
Chu Guangdan smiled and said.
"Yeah?"
"Huh?" I always felt that Chu Guang's words were somewhat meaningful, and Xiao Qi couldn't help but tilt her head and look at him.
Chu Guang thought for a moment and said in a very soft voice.
"I actually don't have high hopes that they will achieve all their strategic goals. I have never tried to fully implement the alliance's strategy in Luoxia Province because our method does not have a broad mass base locally. Ending the Wasteland is
It is the natural obligation of every shelter resident, but we must also respect the wishes of the people living in the wasteland."
The premise of unity is respect, and forced equality is another form of oppression.
Since the alliance wants to take the line of unity, it is destined to be unable to bring everyone to the new era. It can only take those people who are willing to go forward.
Even if one day they completely regain the territory that once belonged to the People's Federation, many people are destined to maintain the life of the old era.
However, what is different from the old era is that in the past, people had no choice and could only passively accept an unequal fate, but in the new era, everyone will gain the power to choose and refuse.
Just like the survivors of Singularity City, they can leave the "drug rehabilitation center" run by AI at any time as long as they promise never to go back.
Chu Guang is not very optimistic about the Burning Legion's actions in the Borneo Province. To a certain extent, they made the same mistake that most shelters have made - trying to recite atheistic scriptures to a group of guys who have the Great Horned Deer God in their hearts, and
Build a skyscraper on a piece of soil without a foundation.
They did not let those slaves really stand up, and the so-called mobilization was more like a disguised "pyramid scheme", and the name of the "Avengers" organized by this has a strong smell of riots
Son.
This is a riot.
A group of slaves who lived under oppression all day suddenly got a fire stick that could kill their master, and it was a fire stick given by a group of "gods".
They did not die for their ideals, but for the new "god".
What they want to end is not the rules that enslave them, but to intensify their efforts to get back what they have lost from others.
If it is not controlled in the end, the victims will soon change from the defenders of Camp Lowell to other poor people in the surrounding social class who are slightly higher than them.
In fact, he also had reservations about whether those players could control this wild horse.
After a pause, Chu Guang looked at Xiao Qi who looked confused and continued in a gentle tone.
"Of course, it does not rule out that the actual intentions of my cute little players are not exactly the same as their declared goals."
Xiao Qi looked at Chu Guang in surprise.
"Are you saying your players are lying to you?"
"This is not cheating, this is called painting cakes," Chu Guangdan smiled, "We claim to build an ideal city in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, and we lead people to do this, even if we haven't yet
We can do it, but at least we already have a Dawn City. And if I don’t draw that piece of cake, there will be nothing here. Just to keep the survivors alive, a bowl of porridge made of green wheat is enough."
Standing up under the command was also standing up. They didn't have time to take it slow, so they started little by little like they did in Qingquan City by running a night school for literacy.
In terms of results, they might be able to establish formal equality in that settlement, or at least establish a vassal that has to be attached to the alliance.
In a sense, they are indeed a group of mature young players.
I have learned to use my own methods to deal with myself as an NPC and outsiders.
After thinking for a while, Chu Guang extended his index finger towards the holographic screen and gave instructions on the report with a smile.
[...Military operations are allowed to be carried out against the Golden Gallen Port within a limited scope. Remember not to take the initiative to escalate the military conflict or make legion-style mistakes.]
Chu Guang thought for a while and was about to write down the third one, but at this moment, the third report appeared in his backend mailbox.
This report is sent through the information submission interface of the official website task system.
[Report 3: Investigation Report on Camp Lowell (Part 1)]
Chu Guang opened the report and took a look at the summary, then suddenly smiled and shook his head.
These guys are pretty good at stacking buffs for themselves.
interesting.
Guessing that the second half with pictures and text would most likely be sent via the Cow Horse, Chu Guang put the report into the memo for now.
In addition, Duke Galawa, who is "sojourning" in Dawn City, may be interested in the first report that he did not open.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang looked at Xiao Qi and ordered.
"Contact Alliance Foreign Minister Cheng Yan for me and ask him to wait for me in my office in the Alliance Building for a while. I will arrive in about half an hour."
When he heard that he had a task assigned to him, Xiao Qi, who put her hands on her chin and shook her calves, immediately became energetic and energetically raised her chest and performed an alliance military salute.
"receive!"
…
The next morning, there was a hotel not far from the legion station on the outskirts of Dawn City.
Duke Galawa was enjoying breakfast while taking the freshly baked "Survivor's Daily" from the hands of his humble and loyal rat tribe servant Niyan.
Since receiving Captain Achim's telegram, he got up earlier than a chicken every day just to see the headlines of the "Daily Survivor" before others.
In the past two days, the thousand-man team led by Commander Dirang should have arrived at the French Fries Port.
If nothing else, the airship that docked at Dawn City Airport last night should have brought tragic news to Fries Port.
If the Daily Survivor reporter had been quick enough, the Fries Harbor tragedy would have made the headlines of the Daily Survivor.
In fact, he was more curious about the horrified expressions of the survivors of Dawn City after hearing the sad news than the headlines in the survivors' daily newspapers.
A settlement with a population of thousands turned into ashes overnight, and the cause was just a small unhappiness in the empire.
There is no more appropriate lesson for this group of arrogant, weak and disrespectful people.
Thinking of this, Duke Galavan couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction that a great revenge had been avenged.
Although the report is not so obvious.
After all, for the sake of the empire's diplomatic image, it was impossible for him to admit that the empire did it, but anyone who knew it would understand what happened.
He opened the newspaper and looked at the headlines, but was stunned for a moment.
[The new "crab" type underwater engineering armor was successfully launched in Chipchi Port, and the undersea water transportation pipeline was advanced to deep water! 】
WTF?!
After calming down, Duke Jarawa looked at Niyang who was standing aside with an unhappy expression.
"Did you buy yesterday's newspaper?"
He always felt that he had seen similar things somewhere.
And who cares about this stuff!
What he wants to see is an explosion!
Niyang was stunned when he heard this, and then said in a dumbfounded voice.
"Sir, please read the date carefully. This is the latest newspaper published today. How dare I tease you..."
And didn’t you read yesterday’s newspaper?
Of course, Niyang only dared to complain about the second half of this unspoken sentence in his heart, but he did not dare to let the Duke hear it.
Realizing that he had asked a very stupid question, Duke Galava coughed and turned to the second page pretending that nothing happened.
However, no matter whether he turned to the third page, the fourth page or the last page, he did not see what he wanted to see in the newspaper.
impossible……
Duke Galawa became a little anxious and flipped through the newspaper from beginning to end, but still didn't see what he wanted to see, so he looked at Niyang and gave instructions.
"Go and buy some more newspapers... By the way, which newspaper was the first to report the scandal of the Vault 70 manager?"
Niyang immediately heard the words and said.
"Goblin Watch!"
"Yes! That's it!" Duke Galava said quickly, "Don't forget to buy a copy of that newspaper too!"
Watching Niyang leave the lobby of the hotel, Duke Jarava felt something was wrong. Suddenly something came to his mind, and he slapped his thigh and said.
"Well, Chu Guang, you are so cruel!"
The hotel owner standing behind the bar gave this guy an unhappy look, but didn't say anything, just lowered his head and continued to do his own thing.
Bablu, the captain of the bodyguard standing behind Duke Galava, was slightly startled and said hesitantly.
"grown ups?"
"nothing."
Duke Galava narrowed his eyes slightly, with a calm expression on his face, but his heart was as clear as a mirror.
There is no doubt that Fries Port has been destroyed, and the Alliance must have received the news, but they deliberately kept the news secret, just to wait until they could no longer calm down and jump out first.
If you really show that you are aware of it, then you are not asking for it. The tragedy at French Fries Port has something to do with you.
"It's high...it's really high," Duke Galava said in admiration, stroking the beard on his chin, "I underestimated these guys."
I didn't expect that the higher-ups of the alliance had some tricks up their sleeves, but it was a pity that they met this old fox like me, so they were still a little behind.
Looking at the Duke talking to himself, Bablu felt a little confused, but looking at the incomprehensible smile on his face, he must have played a clever move.
These big shots always use roundabout ways to deal with each other. However, his brain is not as good as Niyang's, so he can only admire him from the sidelines.
Niyang, who had gone out to buy newspapers, hadn't come back yet. Just when he couldn't decide whether to flatter him or not, a servant came in from outside to help him out.
"Sir, Mr. Cheng Yan has sent you an invitation. He hopes that you can spare an hour and go to the Alliance Building to meet him before tonight. He wants to exchange opinions with you on some recent events in French Fry Port.
.”
Upon hearing these words, Duke Galava suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a trace of uncontrollable excitement and joy shot out from the slits in his eyes.
"Tell him that I am not free today. If he really wants to see me, he can come to the hotel where I am staying and I will wait for him here."
Upon hearing this, the servant looked a little hesitant, but he still said it bravely.
"...Mr. Cheng Yan specifically mentioned that if you cannot spare time before tonight, he will think that you are not suitable to be a diplomat, and will cancel your diplomatic immunity and diplomat status, and order you to leave the country within a time limit.
.”
In order to be accurate and not offend the Duke, he had tried to make his words as tactful as possible. However, in fact, the message conveyed by the foreign minister of the Alliance was much stronger than this, and the words were not an invitation but a summons.
However, even so, these words were still a bit too harsh for the Duke.
"Bold!" Bablu's eyes widened, startling the servant who was delivering the message, and he shut his mouth tremblingly, not daring to speak.
Duke Galava also narrowed his eyes at the same time, a dangerous light flashing in the slits of his eyes.
"Interesting, threatening me?"
Bablu came close to him and whispered.
"Sir, this may be a trap."
Duke Galava smiled faintly when he heard this and said slowly.
"I don't rule out this possibility, but after all, I am also the representative of the Xilan Empire at the Nian Community meeting. If the alliance still wants the meeting to continue, it is impossible to do anything to me directly. In any case, their rude behavior
Everything they do shows that they are in a hurry."
"In that case, I'll go meet them."
He wants to see if he doesn't admit it, and how the alliance can force him to admit it.
He is not standing here alone at this moment.
Behind him stands a huge empire.
After finishing speaking, Duke Galava looked at the servant standing with a bow and said with a majestic expression.
"Prepare the car!"
The servant nodded quickly.
"Yes, sir!"
…
Alliance Building, Office of the Foreign Minister.
Looking at the documents projected on the holographic screen, Cheng Yan kept tapping his index fingers on the table, with a slightly headache-like expression on his face.
The chain of evidence is already complete.
Out of dissatisfaction with Chipchi Port for hosting Yue tribe refugees, the Xilan Empire launched a covert military operation against Chipchi Port. Since the main body of the attack was the Thousand-Man Team of the Xilan Empire's ace Gray Wolf Army, and
According to reliable information, only the emperor himself can command this army, so it can be indirectly inferred that this operation was authorized or tacitly approved by the emperor.
He didn't know what the emperor was thinking, but to be able to treat such an important matter as a trivial matter, he felt that this "survivor force" was somewhat messed up.
Of course, the Burning Corps stationed in Friesport was not a waste of fuel. They actually landed directly at the opponent's port and went ashore to arrest people.
What's even more outrageous is that they actually caught it.
From a conscience point of view, this was a bit excessive. At least in Cheng Yan's opinion, blocking the other party's port and giving a little warning would be enough.
But now that the matter has come to this, he can only accept this setting and make every effort from the standpoint of the alliance to put the blame on the opponent.
At this time, footsteps came from the corridor outside the door.
Seeing the secretary's indicating look, Cheng Yan understood it and cleared his throat with a serious expression.
At the same time, the Duke of Galawa stepped through the door of the office and walked in with a gentle smile on his face.
"Long time no see, Mr. Cheng, what makes you so anxious to see me? By the way, your desk looks nice. I'll fix it up when I get back -"
"Duke Galawa, let's find another job."
Galawa was stunned.
Not only did the footsteps stop as he entered the door, but Yun Danfengqing's smile also settled on his face.
Thinking that he heard it wrong, he subconsciously repeated the sentence.
"Change a job..."
"That's right!"
Suppressing his beating eyebrows and anger, Cheng Yan stared at him unceremoniously and continued.
"For example, what about the job of coaxing children? I don't know if you are good at this, but it is definitely more suitable for you than the job you have now. Or go back to your hometown and be your landlord, and find a job that can solve problems instead of creating them.
Come here with the questions and jokes. It's better for everyone, both you and everyone else in the wasteland."
To be honest, before Mr. Duke came in, he was thinking about how to communicate with him in a normal way.
But he found that this girl was not a normal person.
Alliance soldiers have landed at Golden Gallen Port, and this guy can still laugh. Could it be that his way of obtaining information is to read the newspaper while lying in bed?!
Duke Galava's face turned the color of pig liver, his murderous eyes stared at Cheng Yan, and his lips trembled with anger.
"What do you mean? You..."
How dare this guy insult himself over and over again!
How dare he!
Anger was stuck in his throat. Because he was so excited, Duke Galava couldn't think of how to retaliate in a graceful manner.
Without looking at the distorted face, Cheng Yan stretched out his index finger and pointed at the holographic screen, and read expressionlessly.
"Three days ago, at 12 o'clock in the evening, a group of unidentified armed forces landed from the five-kilometer coastline north of Potato Port and launched an undeclared war against our defenders."
Duke Galava suddenly became happy when he heard this, and the anger in his chest disappeared. Like a victor, he narrowed his green bean-like eyes.
so close.
He almost forgot that this was the Alliance's test for him.
"So? What does that have to do with us?"
"What does it matter?" Cheng Yan smiled coldly, "The Thousand-man Team directly under the Gray Wolf Army appeared near Fries Port. Is this your attitude?"
"This is a shameless frame-up," Duke Galawa said without hesitation. "The Gray Wolf Army is the elite of our empire and belongs directly to Your Majesty. No one except Your Majesty can command them."
Cheng Yan frowned.
"So this is your Majesty's will?"
Duke Galava raised his chin slightly.
"I didn't say that, I just told you that your port was destroyed... Well, what happened to your port has nothing to do with us. If something sad really happened there, we deeply express our sincere condolences.
pity."
Seeing this guy who was not crying even after seeing the coffin, Cheng Yan stopped talking nonsense to him and threw a still warm newspaper in front of him.
Duke Galava subconsciously reached out and took it, looking at the paper casually. However, as soon as his eyes met the first line of the headline, he froze on the spot.
"Di Rang, Commander-in-Chief of the Gray Wolf Army of the Xilan Empire: I'm crying, I just touched you, and you chased me for two thousand kilometers?!"
Didang...
etc!
Why do they know that guy's name?!
Could it be...
For a moment, Duke Galava felt his heart beat suddenly, as if it had stopped beating, and the picture in front of him began to spin and turn upside down.
Just as Cheng Yan and the secretary in his office rushed to call for an ambulance, a dark circle of people surrounded the newsstand on the outskirts of Shuguang City.
Looking at the gimmicky headline of "Goblin Observer", everyone gathered in front of the newsstand had expressions of disbelief.
"This is so fucking fake!"
"Two thousand kilometers?! The airship has to float for two days!"
"Borneo...isn't that where two-headed cows are produced?"
"What did they do to provoke us?"
"The logic doesn't make sense."
"What do industry committees do? What about the agreed journalistic qualification review? What about the authenticity verification? Can this kind of stuff be put on the shelves?"
"Brother, if you look carefully, this is not news. There is nothing wrong with it being labeled as entertainment!"
"It's interesting, let's take a look."
Everyone was talking about it, and with the idea of watching it for fun, they all paid for one and looked at it while walking on the way to work.
Finally pushing to the front of the team, Niyang, a young man from the rat tribe, also took out his silver coins and bought a newspaper. He took it in his hand and took a look at it.
When I saw the first line of the headline, not only was there no trace of sadness on that sour face, but I was laughing so hard that I snorted.
"Hahahaha! These damn things deserve it!"
It’s a fight!
The Duke is a fool, and His Majesty, who has entrusted the fool with important responsibilities, is even more playful and fun-loving. As he expected, he created a huge trap in an inexplicable place.
As long as you do it without anyone noticing, no one will find out?
It was just making him laugh!
What’s even more ridiculous is that the Alliance has so many exoskeletons that they can arrange one for all the hard workers who move bricks. The military is so strong that it even defeated the slime mold that the post-war reconstruction committee didn’t deal with. These guys even dream of using the Legion to eliminate them.
The rags taught these monsters a "profound" lesson.
The only pity is that this report was published as a joke in the "Goblin Observer" instead of being published as the headline of the "Daily Survivor".
Otherwise the fun would be even greater.
After watching the witty goblin news until the end, Niyang secretly thought it was a pity.
Not surprisingly, my dear Duke will probably try to vindicate the Empire at the slime community meeting to discuss the slime mold issue, and once again let the Empire's majesty fall into disrepute through comic performances, and even the Legion will begin to dislike this success.
A resourceful ally.
I hope my dear Duke will never do this, and I will have to give you some advice after I go back.
Niyang went through all the sad things in his life in his mind to hide the inappropriate smile on his face.
At this time, he noticed the snot sticking to the newspaper, so he embarrassedly bought a new one from the newsstand, and stuffed the dirty newspaper into the trash can.
The bad news is bad enough.
I hope a neat and tidy newspaper can bring that adult a good mood throughout the day...