As the "Albatross" passenger ship docked at the pier of Mantou Port, the 3,000 survivors who had been drifting at sea for more than half a month finally arrived at their new home.
After welcoming this group of new immigrants, the number of residents in Mantou Port has officially exceeded the 30,000 mark.
This is just the beginning.
For a long time to come, passenger ships departing from the Whirlpool Sea will continue to pass through this strait, bringing survivors from the Batoa Province here, or the Haiya Province northeast of the Baiyue Strait.
Bringing millions of immigrants.
Among them are not only the old and the weak, women and children, but also highly skilled engineers, scientists and artists.
If the New World, where the majority of the population is the Valantians, is their first choice for refuge, then the rising alliance is their second option after the New World.
Although they do not have the privileges of being a dominant ethnic group there, they have experienced some of the benefits of equality after experiencing extreme suffering.
In this way, after the quarantine zone in Wilante Province reached its peak population, it began to release floodwaters to other areas in the wasteland with the help of the old legion forces and members of the Stick Community.
No matter how many refugees flow to the southern part of the Valeland province, even if the number doubles, Triumph City can easily handle it, and can even take the initiative to help Tire move the population.
Tier, who was calculating all the time, obviously missed this point, and this loophole caused by his cleverness became the beginning of his losses.
He wanted to use the funeral of Marshal Julius to use Triumph City as the fulcrum to move the whole world, and let all the Wilrantians charge with him, but he forgot that his enemy was not just Triumph who was being beaten by him.
The city, and the world he planned to visit.
No one is stupid and would stand there waiting for him to push them over one by one.
In this way, after "sending the first batch of immigrants to Mantou Port", Tire's "ingenious conspiracy" sent the families of these prisoners of war to the Alliance.
It was not only Pari who hugged his parents, but also many people who were surprised.
The square in front of the port was filled with exclamations of joy and even tears. People hugged each other and told each other what had happened during this time.
The lively sound attracted many nearby residents, including islanders from the South China Sea Alliance, survivors from Haiya Province, and some from Borneo Province.
Seeing that touching scene, almost everyone couldn't help but have a knowing smile on their faces.
Even the Borneos, who hated the Wilantes, could not help but slightly change their prejudices against them.
They are people too.
The evil spirits who turn people into beasts are the real enemies of all the suffering survivors!
Ding Ning obviously didn't expect that the surprise he brought to Pali would be so big.
He just thought that there might be a fellow villager of the young man on the boat, who might be able to tell Parry something about the current situation in the city of Avente, so he encouraged him to come over.
However, what he didn't expect was that the young man's parents were actually on the boat.
It's almost like a miracle!
But in fact, this is not a complete coincidence, there are also intentional elements in it.
Or to be more precise, it is the humanistic care passed down by the residents of Vault 404.
Ya Ya, who was far away in Shuguang City, suddenly thought that those residents might have relatives of the soldiers who had landed at Mantou Port, so he mentioned this matter on the forum.
Then Ye Shi, who was far away on the front line of Weiland Province, had nothing to do anyway, so he went to the archives in the quarantine area to check, and found that many of the registered refugees were relatives of the 1,000,000th team of the Southern Army.
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When the 1,000,000th Corps was established, the legion had not yet been disbanded, and the files of current soldiers were shared.
After understanding the situation, the respected consul Mr. Pangolin waved his hand and asked for the opinions of the immigrants themselves, and prioritized them on the ship heading to the Baiyue Strait.
It is this little episode that allows countless families to reunite in a foreign country.
At the edge of the square, Lao Bai, with his arms folded, looked at Fang Chang standing aside and joked.
"If this trend continues, our Wilant expeditionary force can mobilize a few more divisions."
The Burning Legion's deployment area has moved from the Borneo war zone to the front line of Yongye Port, but there are still a few days before the assembly time. The two of them gave up their lives on the front line, then took a detour to French Fries Port, and then came back.
here.
Looking at the prisoners of war in the square, Fang Chang smiled lightly and said.
"Our troops are already sufficient. There is no need to continue mobilizing. Besides, there are better places for them to display their talents than filling the battlefield on the battlefield."
The war will be over soon.
Destroyed places need to be rebuilt, and displaced survivors need new homes.
Just one steamed bun port is not enough.
There are ten settlements in Haiya Province, and there can be at least twenty in Baiyue Strait!
I remember that a long time ago, he drew a huge pie for the shareholders of Baiyue Company - he wanted to draw a recipe on the alliance's territory that would make people salivate.
At present, the possibility of making this cake a reality is quite high!
At least compared to the cakes painted by Gouchan, the cakes he drew are relatively conservative!
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Just as the prisoners of the 1,000,000th Corps were reunited with their relatives, artillery fire was still raging in the northwest of Borneo Province, thousands of kilometers away, and the sounds of explosions and crossfires were heard continuously.
Faced with the Borneos carrying automatic rifles who launched round after round of charges in the jungle, even the elite members of the elimination team could not help but look frightened, and were defeated by the continuous offensives.
The cannon fodder of the Southern Army needs to be produced through cloning warehouses, but the soldiers in Borneo seemed to grow out of the soil. They killed wave after wave, but they couldn't finish them all.
And the more troublesome thing is yet to come——
These guys are getting younger and stronger as they fight!
With the fall of Yongye Port, the Southern Army's supplies in the Borneo war zone have been completely cut off. On the other hand, the Borneo and Mammoth countries have completed a comprehensive change of equipment with the help of the alliance and are recovering.
After arriving, the clarion call for counterattack was officially sounded.
This long-running battle has completely entered the third stage - shifting from a strategic stalemate to an offensive and defensive battle for strategic fulcrums.
Only this time, it was no longer the Fierce Horse Kingdom and the Borneo Kingdom that were struggling to support them, but the Southern Army, which was at the end of its war effort.
By the way, even the most thieves Shah Rukh no longer holds back this time, and General Grove, who was publicly and covertly demoted some time ago, has regained Gopal's important position and the support of the family association.
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Half a million able-bodied troops came out in full force and attacked the weakest point of the Southern Army's defense. Gibson, who had less than 100,000 men and most of them were servants, was beaten into disgrace and captured half of the army.
A wolf state!
This time General Grove finally felt proud and fought a prosperous battle.
Neither Zaid nor Gopal no longer restricted him, but allowed him to display his military talents.
There is only one requirement——
That means don't touch Saifan Port for the time being.
According to the intelligence collected by their spies scattered overseas, the Eastern Empire is preparing to take over the legacy of Saifan Port.
That was the essence accumulated by the Civil Service Group of Triumph City and the Southern Legion.
The senior leaders of the Family Association know very well what can be touched and what cannot be touched, or in other words, with their current strength, they cannot touch it for the time being.
But this matter can be discussed.
For example, if the Eastern Empire eats meat and they drink soup, they cannot give Absek and Lassi an advantage.
Although the forces within Borneo are all fighting for their own reasons, the general trend of a comprehensive counterattack has finally taken shape.
The most difficult foundation has been laid, and even the part above the foundation has been covered. Now it is time to cap the entire building.
Not to mention that it is a wolf and a moon that are leading the Baro people's counterattack now. Even if Wu Tuo, a dead man, is invited back, they still cannot lose.
At least at this moment, Borneo Province is indeed full of powerful generals and strong soldiers like rain.
And the most important thing is that they broke their backs in the fire!
The three northern states, the central part of Yangzhou, and the frontline of the area controlled by the Northern Field Army of Borneo.
Standing on the edge of the trench and paddling, I looked to the west with my binoculars, my sight traveling north along the stacks of mountain peaks and the continuous green pines.
If you ignore the anti-aircraft machine guns hidden in the sea of trees, the hollow bunkers and tunnels, this place can really be called a treasure land with beautiful mountains and clear waters.
There are mountains, water, and endless plains, and there are no intrusions from alien species... Is red soil really needed here?
I couldn't help but feel so confused in my heart as I was swimming on the edge.
However, he had never seen how terrifying the cold winter was a century and a half ago, and he could not evaluate General Rowell's merits and demerits on behalf of the local survivors.
As for what Borneo would be like without General Rowell, that can only be imagined.
Just making an objective evaluation from the perspective of a third party, he did not agree with the complaints of some Borneo people - it was the People's Federation who abandoned them and the hundreds of millions of survivors who fled here from the center of the old world.
At least in his opinion, who has been to many places, compared with the Valley Province and even other regions, the entire Borneo Province is simply the only paradise left on earth, itself a sanctuary covering an area of 4 million square kilometers!
As a pre-war ecological reserve, there are prosperous species here, including mammoths from the Ice Age, and they have not been eaten to extinction to this day.
There are still 5 oases left in Luoxia Province, and the Borneo oases cover a full area of 4 million square kilometers.
If they can all be considered abandoned survivors, what about the other survivors living outside the shelter at the same time?
Perhaps because he was about to leave here, he was distracted while paddling on the edge of the water for a long time. It wasn't until a light cough came from behind that he retracted his divergent thoughts.
"...the Weirant people have connected the mountains in front of them with bunkers and secret passages. If they attack by force, they will probably suffer countless casualties."
While speaking, he lowered the telescope and handed it to Isher who was standing behind him. He paused and continued.
"They have been preparing on the other side for at least half a year. I suggest you be more steady."
Isher said with a serious expression.
"I will consider it carefully."
Edge of Water looked at him and nodded approvingly, knowing that this guy had listened.
Today, Isher is the commander-in-chief of the Northern Field Army. His troops are not only the 30,000th and 110,000th troops, but also ten field infantry divisions!
The so-called enemy's curse is the best medal. From the nickname "Jungle Rat" given to him by the Southern Army, it is not difficult to see how much trouble this guy caused to the former.
To be honest, I felt that I had nothing to teach him anymore, and I even had to ask him for some advice.
After all, the command ideas of player corps and NPC troops are different, and on the issue of the latter, NPC officers actually have more say than players like them who have pockets full of resurrection coins.
Thinking of this, Edge Paddling couldn't help but laugh and joke.
"It's best to think carefully. I heard that your bounty has been increased from 5 million dinars to 20 million dinars."
"Tsk, I have never seen such money in my life," Isher grinned, scratched the back of his head, and replied in a joking tone, "Can you discuss with the big noses, I will sell myself."
The edge paddling laughed and cursed.
"Hahaha, you have no children, are you planning to save your money and spend it down there?"
Isher chuckled.
"You seem to be right. I have completely forgotten about this problem. It has been decided! When this battle is over, I will find myself a wife."
Edge Paddling joked.
"Then you have to keep your eyes open and search carefully. You are not like before. You are so poor that you only have one life left, and no one wants it for free. The Weiland people can ask for 20 million for your head. I bet God
I’m afraid the prices offered by people in the capital are just a lot higher.”
Isher said with a smile.
"Is there such a good thing? Then I have to find an educated person to prevent my son and daughter from being as useless as me."
"You're here so damn little, you're even considered worthless, how many of those people are worth mentioning?" He cursed with a smile, then paused and continued, "Culture is actually not that noble, and anyone who wants to learn it can learn it.
Learn it, and you can learn it after the war. If you really want to find a partner, you still have to look at your character. That thing is something you will stick with for a lifetime. Don’t be unable to move your legs when you see a female student.”
This group of Borneos is also strange, both of them are interested in female students.
Is it uniform control?
But then again, it seems so.
In the entire Borneo Kingdom, apart from the army, it seems that only schools have uniforms.
Strange prejudices have increased...
After finishing the joke, he put away his joking expression and changed into a serious tone.
"We are leaving tomorrow, and you have to walk your own path from now on... Take care of yourself."
Even though he knew the alliance's arrangements in advance, a bitter smile still appeared on Isher's face.
"Have you also been transferred?"
The Skeleton Corps has been transferred to Yongye Port before, including the Goblin Corps and the Burning Corps stationed in Tiandu.
Once the Death Corps is transferred away, the war zone in Borneo Province will be completely handed over to the Borneo people themselves.
Although he had anticipated this day a long time ago, his heart was still full of reluctance.
"Well, we can't stay here forever. There are 2.7 million square kilometers of colonies in the northwest of Yongye Port waiting for us to liberate...including the 910,000 square kilometers of Batoya Province, where there are also suffering people.
survivor."
Looking at Isher with a look of reluctance, Edge Pad suddenly relaxed the atmosphere and smiled, reaching out and patting him on the shoulder.
"Don't make it feel like life and death. We are just going to rush to the next victory. You have done a very good job. You can do very well even without us. There is no need to be so reluctant to let us go."
"It's hard to say," Isher shook his head. "The Federation has never been truly united. There are many flags on the mountains in the southeast, northwest and northwest. If they can join forces to fight against the Southern Army today, they can break their heads for the ownership of the three northern states tomorrow."
Absek had already begun to lay the groundwork in the telegram sent to him, asking him to pay attention to the movements of the troops in western Lhasa, not to transfer positions unless necessary, and to keep the captured equipment and personnel if they could, and to send them to the south if they could not.
He could guess with his toes what Absek was thinking, but he couldn't say that the commander-in-chief's plan for a rainy day was wrong.
After all, it was not just Abu Sak who was preparing for the civil war, Lassi himself was also doing this.
After it was determined that the Southern Army was already a grasshopper in autumn, several divisions stationed on the front line of the Mammoth Kingdom also began to feel uncomfortable, and the exchange of information with them was no longer as unreserved as before.
That is the territory of three states, plus the Lion State, which was seriously operated by the Southern Army.
It would be a coincidence if Lacy wasn't interested!
Edge Pad could see the concern in his eyes, but there was no better way.
He is just a regiment commander.
Moreover, he felt that let alone himself, even if the manager himself was standing here, it would be difficult for him to speak about other people's affairs.
Unless they, like the Southern Army, turn this place into their own colony and use new hatreds to cover up old hatreds.
But in this case, they are no longer an alliance.
Those survivors who supported them in defeating the Legion may not continue to support them as before.
"We hope that you can resolve your conflicts peacefully, at least without triggering a greater crisis."
When he said this, an idea suddenly came into his mind and he extended an olive branch to the comrade in front of him.
"Have you considered joining the Alliance?"
This guy is a talent.
He said such words because he was really moved by his love for talents.
Facing the olive branch thrown from the edge of the water, Isher was silent for a while, sighed and said.
"It's a lie to say that I don't want to, and it's a lie to say that I want to go... I don't dare to call myself a hero, but at least I can be regarded as a piece of cake. The female students in Tiandu are afraid of lining up at the city gate waiting for me. I want to
If I don’t go back, will I still be a man? I’ll have decades of good life waiting for me.”
After a pause, he joked again.
"Besides, it doesn't matter whether there is chaos or not. What if I, the jungle rat, suppress the place? Whether I can suppress it is one thing, but if I run away without doing anything, Tiandu's
Female students are not allowed to line up and scold me."
His tone seemed to be joking, but also somewhat serious.
For a moment, I didn't know whether to laugh at his vulgarity or admire his bravery.
However, Isher himself is very open-minded.
He figured out this problem a long time ago. He was destined not to become "Boll the Awakened".
The Borneo people have never experienced an era when they were exploited to the extreme by money and power, so how can they wake up from a nightmare that never happened?
There is a missing page in their history, and he is the page they are missing.
He will be the opening chapter of the Stone City, holding the torch to dispel the darkness as a pioneer.
And his child, or his child's child, will become the villain in "Boll the Awakener" - Lord Stephen.
Perhaps he should accept the olive branch offered by the shelter resident in front of him and "throw away the trouble and hide his merit and fame" is the choice of a truly smart person.
However, everyone has his own limitations, including himself.
It was the belief in becoming Bol that supported him all the way to the present. How could he give up so easily?
Maybe things would be different?
After all, in the interview with Sberg in "Daily Survivor", the latter also mentioned that the epic of Boulder City is the miracle of the people of Boulder City. Survivors in other settlements will also have their own miracles, and miracles cannot
is simply copied.
He will try to learn from the lessons of Boulder and add two more to his own ancestral precepts.
Perhaps under his influence, his children will take a completely different path.
For example, become the "Inner City Gravedigger" Alyssa.
An idealist who smashes his own pot when he is full is also indispensable for a glorious revolution. If the tragedy of Sifan Harbor gave birth to such a great person, it would not be Janusz's turn.
People like Abu Saik come out to be kings.
Of course, this is just Isher's personal opinion, and different people have different understandings of the changes in Boulder City.
However, he believes that he has the ability to change the future of his compatriots.
Seeing that Isher had made up his mind, Edge Pad didn't mention it anymore and just patted him on the shoulder.
"The defeat of the Southern Army has been determined, but don't underestimate the enemy. Shizhou has factories, railways, and inexhaustible labor force. Although it cannot produce precision-guided missiles, there is still no problem in processing guns and bullets. They have
The reliance on technology is not that strong in the first place. Moreover, these remaining people are all mentally disturbed guys. It is definitely a bad idea to confront them head-on. The only way to attack one's mind is to attack one's mind."
Isher nodded seriously.
"I remember...you should also take care of yourself."
Bing Shuishui nodded, took back the hand on his shoulder, hugged it to his chest and arched it.
“See you later!”
Isher followed his example and cupped her hands, and said with a hearty smile.
"See you later! I'll treat you to a drink next time you come to Tiandu!"
Edge Paddling said with a smile.
"Then I'll remember it!"
Leaving his equipment and the words "take care" in the trench, he called the last remaining players of the Death Corps and walked away towards the apron.
The "Viper" transport plane to pick them up is waiting there.
They will take the vertical take-off and landing "Viper" to Tiandu, and then transfer to the "Overlord" transport plane to go to the southern part of the great desert - the old southern industrial zone in the People's Federation era.
The Southern Legion has a colony of 2.7 million square kilometers there. They will join forces with brothers from other legions on the front line of Yongye Port, and then go all the way north to Huanglong, pass through the ruins of the old western industrial zone, and reach Batoa.
The southern part of the province—the homeland of the Army of the South!
When paddling on the edge, I felt that the blood in my whole body was boiling, like burning gasoline.
Listening to the roar of the plasma plume outside the cabin, he clenched his fists excitedly and made a crunching sound.