On the west coast of the Zhongzhou Continent, in a prosperous land far away from the great desert, there is a settlement called "Avent".
There were millions of free people living in this settlement, and almost two to three million including non-free people.
Although the figure of one million is nothing compared to the Borneo Province with thousands of races and gods, it is still relatively rare in other areas of the wasteland, even in the legion homeland where the environment is relatively stable.
As the "capital" of the Southern Army, or the "capital of the garrison area", it is not only the most densely populated settlement in the Southern Army, but also the logistics supply hub and strategic command center for combat units at all levels.
Legend has it that the settlement was named after a heroic Wilantite centurion.
More than a century ago, at a time when the Legion was facing a real life-and-death threat, it was Mr. Yavent who led his heroic and loyal men to kill nearly a hundred soldiers in a heroic battle with only crude weapons.
Taiwan's self-defense robots took over this land from the hands of those "residents of the People's Federation".
It is precisely for this reason that the word Avente was also given the meaning of "march to the south" and became synonymous with courage and glory in the Legion.
As for the original name of this settlement, no one remembers it. Anyway, it shouldn't be more catchy than Boulder City.
And the people living here gradually disappeared, as if they had never been in this world.
However, Yavent, who had made great contributions to the legion, obviously did not fight all the battles for his descendants.
Those who can endure hardship must continue to endure hardship, and those who can fight must continue to fight, just as those who can enjoy happiness will continue to enjoy happiness.
"Path dependence" does not only exist in Borneo, it is a primitive attribute shared by almost all animals, not even limited to primates. Just like seagulls who have tasted French fries will stay on the dock and scrape them with the bottom of the boat.
Barnacles like whales.
This is also the greatness of civilization. Human beings who have given birth to civilization have tamed part of their "animal nature" and weakened the negative impact of path dependence "to a certain extent", so they have successfully walked out of the primitive jungle.
However, it is clear that the survivors of Wilant and Borneo have not yet completely emerged from the forest.
The Wilant people once again faced a "life and death" threat, and so did the survivors of Borneo who were targeted by the former.
At the military base in Nayavent, in the conference room of the high command headquarters of the Southern Army Garrison District capital, a closed-door meeting on total war and general mobilization was being held.
A group of military officers were sitting at attention in front of the long conference table.
Officers who can attend this meeting must have at least three stars on their epaulettes.
And this is just the threshold for participating in the conference.
Most of the people sitting here are four-star and five-star captains, and the one sitting at the head of the conference table is the only six-star captain of the Southern Army, Tier, the commander of the Southern Army!
A pair of eyes focused on Tier, and all the officers present were waiting for the gloomy-faced BOSS to speak.
However, Tire did not speak, but only glanced at the chief of general staff beside him.
The latter nodded understandingly and tapped his index finger on the table, breaking the silence on the conference table.
"The friends of Triumph City have made a show of force against us. Just when we were about to wipe out their stupidity and avenge the compatriots who died in Saifan Port, they took the initiative of Triumph City and recognized the legal status of Borneo.
, and recognized the results of the Borneo authorities’ handling of the forces of the Heavenly King Army.”
Where his index finger landed, he lit a copy of the Golden Gallon Hong Kong edition of the "Daily Survivor".
The photo on the cover of the newspaper shows two men shaking hands. On the left is Abu Saik, the leader of the Borneo Kingdom, and on the right is the dog raised by the Civil Service Group of Triumph City.
There was a commotion on the conference table.
The officers exchanged angry glances, with anger and surprise written all over their eyes.
Those civil servants have once again held them back!
And this is just when their plan to "drive dogs and swallow pigs" is about to succeed!
"Quiet!"
The chief of general staff rapped the table hard with his knuckles. When the conference room became quiet, he slowly spoke and continued.
"Now that the hidden line we laid in Borneo has been broken, it is impossible to annex Borneo through gradual encroachment. However, directly declaring war may lead to the consequences of the company."
"What we have to do now is to achieve greater results at the lowest possible cost. I would like to hear any good ideas from everyone here."
After the words fell, everyone murmured again, and soon a three-star captain stood up.
His name is Gulion, he is about thirty years old, and his body is as straight as his tall nose.
His resolute eyes revealed a bit of ruthlessness, but there was a hint of subtle agility hidden between his brows, and he had a bit of the demeanor of Griffin, the famous Eastern Army general.
"I have an idea."
The chief of general staff nodded.
"Speaking."
Guion didn't hesitate and spoke immediately.
"The Xilan Empire has not yet been completely destroyed. Even if Triumph City privately signs an appeasement agreement with Borneo, we can still march towards Borneo in the name of allies of the Xilan Empire."
After his words fell, several officers around him whispered for a while, and soon another one stood up.
"...This is a good idea, but the problem is that the emperor of Xilan, Wu Tuo, seems to be in Jingallang Port at the moment. That is the alliance's sphere of influence. If the alliance asks us to withdraw our troops in his name, how will you respond?"
Although the alliance has not done so now, it does not rule out that it will not play this card in the future.
To be honest, the Legion is not worried about the fate of the Alliance, or even the fate of the company, but is just worried about making too many enemies for itself in the early stages of the war.
Mobilization should be carried out in batches and stages. The later the opponent leaves the field and the later they start mobilization preparations, the more advantageous it will be for them.
This is exactly the meaning of the so-called "justification of war".
The more sufficient the reasons for war, the higher the mobilization efficiency of one's own side, and it can also affect the mobilization efficiency of "potential belligerents" and internal anti-war resistance.
And when the Legion completely controls the Borneo Province and suppresses all opposition voices, even if the company condemns them, it will be of no avail, and the greetings on the lips are not painful at all.
After listening to the officer's explanation, Gulion said preparedly.
"This problem is easy to solve. Didn't he leave a prince in the three northern states? As long as we make the prince the new emperor and find a way to get rid of the witch camel, no matter how bad the Borneo Province is, there will still be two."
Xilan'."
"This is a good idea!" A look of approval appeared on the chief of general staff's face.
Even Tyr, who said nothing from beginning to end, looked at Gulion twice.
The officer who raised the objection before thought for a moment, but finally couldn't think of a better way, so he sat back in his chair.
Seeing that no one raised any objections, the chief of staff looked at Tyr, saw the boss nodded, and then looked at Gulion.
"Since others have no objections, I'll leave this matter to you."
After a pause, he straightened his expression, faced the long conference table, and announced in a solemn and solemn voice.
"From now on, the headquarters appoints Captain Gurion as the commander-in-chief of the combat area in Borneo Province! It is equipped with 300,000 troops and is responsible for formulating all operational strategies in the combat area!"
After receiving the order, Guion faced the legion commander and general staff officer, straightened his back, gave a military salute, and received the order in a loud voice.
"Guion received the order! He will fulfill his mission and return with victory!"
Looking at the red-faced and high-spirited general, Tire, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, nodded slightly, stood up slowly from the conference table, and gave the general a slow but firm military salute in return.
Then, he said the only sentence from the beginning of the meeting until now.
"For future generations of the Weiland people to live in a land full of sunshine."
"I wish you great success! General Gulion."
…
On the streets of Golden Gallen Port, newsboys walked along the streets shouting and hawking.
"Extra! Extra! The envoy from Triumph City has arrived in Tiandu!"
"The meeting between the Triumph City envoy and Absak ended successfully!"
"The Legion reached an agreement with Borneo to recognize Borneo's legitimate political power status!"
Hearing the sound of shouting and selling, the pedestrians around stopped one after another.
Especially in the small noodle shop located in the corner of the port area, the noisy diners were making a fuss and talking again.
"The legion envoy has arrived in Tiandu City?"
"They actually plan to negotiate?!"
“Incredible!”
The confrontation between the two sides has reached such a point that the muzzles of their guns are almost poking into each other's nostrils.
The envoy from Triumph City suddenly came to recognize the legal status of Borneo at this time, leaving all the diners here confused and shouting that they couldn't understand.
In fact, it is inevitable that this will happen.
What can be seen in newspapers is the game above the water, but the game below is invisible.
However, for the Port of Golden Gallen, where the situation continues to heat up, this good news is still like the rain after a long drought, bringing a bit of coolness to the sultry atmosphere.
perhaps……
Maybe this battle can’t be fought?
More than one person had such an idea in his mind.
However, there are a few people who are still awake.
"...The Southern Army is afraid that they are going to take action." Looking at the number he just bought, Asin frowned slightly and suddenly said.
Kunal, who was standing beside him, hesitated slightly and asked in confusion.
"I don't understand, boss, aren't they planning to negotiate?"
Gently shaking the newspaper in his hand, Asin said in a slow voice.
"The people who want to negotiate are the Triumph City, or to be precise, the civil servants within the legion, but the Southern Legion is the Southern Legion... I should have told you before that when you are facing a group of people, don't just
Look at what one person is doing and imagine that person as a whole group of people.”
Analyzing problems in this way will make a lot of jokes, such as abstracting complex problems into "the Alliance will definitely do this" and "the Legion will definitely do this".
Not all survivor forces are like Xi Lan, who like to use abstract methods to solve specific problems.
But one thing is certain, this time the Civil Service Group and the Southern Army must have fallen out. The latter probably did something without consulting the former, which led to the former not consulting the latter this time.
As for how the Southern Army would respond, he didn't know.
But one thing is certain, those jackals will not give up.
In the eyes of those jackals, Borneo Province is almost a piece of meat that has been bitten into their mouths. It is impossible to let go without swallowing it into their stomachs or breaking two teeth.
Looking at Kunal who was still confused, Asin did not explain, but simply asked.
"Kunal, how did you go about the things I gave you before?"
Upon hearing the boss's question, Kunal decisively put aside the questions that he couldn't figure out in his head and spoke respectfully.
"It's already being done! We just caught up with a good time. The wharf of Xifan Port is recruiting a lot of workers. The original labor dispatch unit is gone. Now they have to recruit people by themselves. Whether it is a labor agency or a contracting wharf, the license
Let go."
"To be on the safe side, the brother we sent there was more thoughtful and hired a Valeant man as a partner to hold a license. Now we have more than ten docks in our hands, and 3,000 workers work for us.
There are about two to three hundred people in the development gang."
"Very good." Asin nodded in approval.
In fact, you can't make much money by doing business with the Legion. Those big-nosed guys have guns in their hands, and they are always very picky when giving money, and they also like to default on their debts and use arms as deductions.
But money is actually a trivial matter, talent is the foundation of everything.
Especially in this chaotic period, the more people who rely on themselves to make a living, the safer they will be, and it will be very convenient no matter what business they want to do.
This is the experience he summed up based on his own experience of making a fortune. It has been tried and tested repeatedly in both Jingallang Port and Jiaowan.
Seeing the boss nodding in approval, Kunal also smiled honestly.
But at this moment, he suddenly thought of something, so he quickly spoke again.
"By the way, boss, there's one more thing... I heard from the brothers in the west that a gang called the Family Club has recently entered Xifan Port."
Will the family?
Asin was stunned for a moment, confused.
How could a gang have such a strange name?
"...This family member is also a gang from Golden Gallen Port?"
Kunal shook his head.
"That's not true, but I heard that they have a good background. They seem to be from Shuguang City, and I heard that they also received investment from the Boulder City Workers' Association..."
Investment from Workers’ Union?
real or fake?!
Asin's eyes widened.
Looking at the boss who was stunned and speechless, Kunal continued speaking in a lowered voice.
"And the way they expand their business is also very interesting. They divide the gangs into six levels. The lowest is the white family, then the green, yellow, blue, purple family, and the highest is called... the golden family?"
"We have a gang member who has infiltrated their organization. I heard that as long as they can recruit ten people, they can become a white family member, and then develop members, or downline members can develop members, up to 100 or whatever.
To the green…”
Having never heard of this business model, Asin looked at him in confusion and couldn't help but ask.
"What's the use of this color?"
Kunal muttered.
"I don't know the details. Our gang members are just ordinary family members. I heard that their fees are very low. We all take 10% of our weekly wages. They claim that they don't pay a penny.
Accept it and give free lessons to those helpers..."
In fact, it's not quite accurate to say that they don't charge a penny. At least in Kunal's view, it's more like a word game.
Since the tragedy at Saifan Port, all the old "established intermediaries" have been killed, and the wages of workers working at the dock have increased.
The original basic salary of 1 dinar per hour has been increased to 2 dinars, and it may be increased to 3 dinars if the salary is exceeded.
In fact, whether it is 2 coins or 3 coins, it is still a small amount of money for those merchants and port authorities.
The greater the port's throughput, the higher the port's income.
What those big bosses want is efficiency and stability, and the transportation fees are just a waste.
Therefore, if you are an organized worker, the wages you can get will be higher than those of unorganized casual workers.
For example, the basic salary of 2 dinars can be raised to 5 through the gang, and the bonus for over-achievement can also be raised from 1 to 5.
The money earned by the labor agencies in Saifan Port basically comes from this premium.
For example, a worker could only get a salary of 2 dinars originally, but because of the Assassin gang, he could get a salary of 5. After deducting 10 points of help, the salary was still 25.
And you don’t have to worry about being defaulted.
Some smaller gangs have less bargaining power than the Assassins, and their hourly wages are basically no less than 2 dinars, but they usually provide some random benefits, such as the promise of pensions or bonuses for broken legs.
Let's make more profits.
The Family Club is another situation. In terms of size, they have surpassed the Assassin Gang, which has strong capital, but their bargaining power seems to have completely failed to work.
The wages they pay their "family members" are based on the standards of small gangs - that is, according to the lowest level, a basic salary of 2 dinars and a basic bonus of 1 dinar.
Although they claimed not to have taken a penny from the family's pockets, Kunal figured that given their size, they had taken at least 20 points!
However, I heard that colored family members seem to have special allowances, and ordinary family members also highly praise their family members for their charitable deeds without spending a penny.
Therefore, the family will expand its business very quickly. In just half a month, it has grown to three to four thousand people, and it is still growing rapidly.
According to the accomplices lurking in the family meeting, their ambitions seem not to be limited to docks, but have also expanded to steel plants, cement plants and other fields.
However, due to the low profit margin of the latter, even gangs have no bargaining power.
They did all the business without money, and Kunal was also confused. He couldn't understand what they wanted to do for a while.
"These guys are very strange... I always feel that they don't look like a serious gang, but it doesn't look like they are doing charity. Anyway, I don't believe that they really haven't made a penny. Maybe they make more money."
There are more serious gangs like us!"
"Some gangs thought that these guys were destroying the market, so they wanted to join forces to take advantage of them, and they even found us. To be honest, I'm not jealous of the money they make, and it's easy to take advantage of them. I'm just worried about whether they have some other background behind them.
, for fear of offending those people.”
Not to mention that Kunal couldn't make up his mind, Asin thought about it for a long time after hearing this, and for a while he was a little undecided.
He knew about the Workers' Association.
Although that thing is just a non-governmental organization, it also has a considerable influence in the alliance, and it can be regarded as a force that checks and balances with the merchant union.
Previously, many industrial owners in the alliance moved their industries to Golden Gallen Port to reduce production costs, and those from the Workers' Association also followed their industrial chain.
In the words of the workers' union members themselves, helping the workers at Golden Gallen Port fight for their legal rights is in itself safeguarding their own rights.
After all, if the workers at Golden Gallon Port are too cheap, the cotton flowing into the alliance will be stained with too much blood and sweat, and the price of labor will be driven down, eventually their own interests will be affected.
No matter how cheap the clothes and pants are, you still have to have money to buy them. You can't just rely on unemployment benefits.
However, since there are many local grassroots organizations in Golden Gallen Port, whether they are legal or illegal, or there are a lot of them wandering in the gray area, it is not smooth for the Workers' Association as an external force to expand its business, at least it has not been localized successfully.
"Daily Survivor" was so successful.
Asin doesn't really care about these things.
He is a serious businessman in Jingallang Port, and all the illegal industries are carried out in Huzhou and Baozhou. He has no conflict of interest with the Workers' Union of the Alliance.
It's just that the timing of this family's entry into Xifan Port was so coincidental, and they also received support from the Alliance's civil organizations, that he had to worry about whether there was secret support from the Alliance behind this.
After thinking for a long time, Asin said in a deep voice.
"It's hard to say... You don't know what they want to do, how could I possibly know it? It's better to observe them for a while before talking."
After a pause, he said again.
"In short, regardless of whether those people have a background in the alliance or not, let's not provoke them here...someone will look for them anyway."
With such a large grassroots organization, the Legion will sooner or later target them.
Then it will be up to us to see how the army handles it.
If those guys are really from the alliance, if you help them when the time comes, you might even be able to do a favor...
Thinking like this, Asin continued to give some simple instructions. After all the instructions were completed, he suddenly thought of something, so he asked casually.
"By the way, who is the leader of the family association? Have you found out?"
Kunal said immediately.
"I heard his name is Zaid. He seems to be a member of the snake tribe. He is just a nobody anyway. I have never heard of any deeds he has done."
Zaid?
Asin frowned slightly, feeling that the name sounded familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had heard it.
But at this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on the noodle shop on the street, and an ordinary face suddenly appeared in his mind.
It's that guy!
The waiter who didn't work hard and told him shamelessly that he was going to Dawn City to find something.
The corners of Asin's mouth turned up in a strange way.
He remembered what happened at that time.
He happened to be in a good mood that day and thought what the man said was interesting and courageous, so he casually rewarded him with a boat ticket.
Anyway, a boat ticket wouldn't cost him much, at least it was a drop in the bucket compared to the money he invested in Lacy.
But then again, this world is really small. He almost forgot that name, but he heard it accidentally.
I don’t know if “that thing” that guy is looking for has been found...
…
Just when Asin was lamenting how small the world is, a large military transport plane landed smoothly at the airport on the outskirts of Golden Gallen Port.
Accompanied by more than a dozen bodyguards, Cheng Yan, the alliance's foreign minister, stepped off the plane via a boarding car.
And right next to the airport runway, a group of people had been waiting there early.
Among them are Jodu, the secretary-general of the Governor's Office of Golden Gallen Port, senior officials of the city hall, senior members of the regional representative conference and the leader of the militia group, etc.
All the powerful people in the entire Golden Gallen Port stood here and looked eagerly at the Alliance Foreign Minister who got off the plane.
They know exactly where the real savior of Borneo is!
"Welcome! Mr. Cheng!"
Jodu stepped forward to greet him, and held Cheng Yan's hand enthusiastically, his face full of excitement.
"The survivors of Golden Gallen Harbor are looking forward to the stars and the moon, but they are looking forward to you!"