Before sending troops, Zhao Sihe urgently activated barracks and military fortifications. The characteristic of the Red Alert world is modular military equipment. Relying on the huge energy provided by the Tesla transmission system, war weapons can be produced quickly and in large quantities.
So much so that the intensity of many local wars can be terrifying, with the amount of troops invested comparable to a real major battle.
Although Zhao Sihe was authorized to only old Grizzly tanks and ordinary soldier templates, with sufficient mineral resources, the production speed was still very fast.
As for the sources of troops, as long as people are not regarded as human beings, there will naturally be them. In addition to the original soldiers, there are also soldiers who have been forcibly recruited or hired, totaling more than 50,000.
The only thing that limits his expansion is the cultural level of the soldiers in the army. Most of the ordinary firearms and individual combat weapons are fool-proof, but the same cannot be said for vehicles. They must have considerable mechanical knowledge and natural science knowledge.
can be controlled.
Not only do you need to understand the function calculation of artillery shooting, but you also need to understand how to repair a mechanical vehicle after it breaks down. This requires relatively high quality of troops. Therefore, although Zhao Sihe has more than 50,000 troops, the armored corps only has more than 50 vehicles.
Tanks, armored vehicles and self-propelled artillery.
…
Except for the senior leaders of the Sichuan and Shu warlords, only Lan Nuo knew about Zhao Sihe's preparations to send troops, so the people of Jiange were still immersed in the joy of production...
Wu Laoliu, who is nearly half a century old, is already half buried in the soil in this cruel era. After being asked by his comrades from the Xingyi Society to centralize management, he thought he would survive in a concentration camp-like environment.
Tired to death by hard work.
The reality was just as he imagined. The workload every day was very heavy. Wu Laoliu, who had a sore back and back, did not dare to be lazy. The few experiences he had in his life was not to resist, otherwise he would not survive.
this age.
Wu Laoliu had never learned any skills in his life, so he was assigned to carry bricks at the construction site. Seeing those magical building materials turn into tall and neat palace-like buildings in a short period of time, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like.
Big men would live in such palaces.
And all this suddenly changed at the end of the first month. Wu Laoliu was led into the "palace" he had built, and then he was told in shock that this would be their dormitory from now on, with four people to a room.
, men and women are separated. If you start a family, you can pay work points to apply for a separate room.
From that day on, Wu Laoliu understood deeply that those honest cadres were different from the "adults" in the past. The wealth created by their own labor here belonged to them.
So Wu Laoliu, half buried in the soil, burst out with unprecedented passion, not for any lofty ideals or lofty doctrines, but just for a better life, so he watched with his own eyes and did it with his own hands
Now, in the originally deserted county, power plants, textile mills, lumber mills are being built...
Watching products being shipped out from the factory one after another, and then being exchanged for them at incredibly low prices, he thought, maybe if this life continues, he can apply for an independent dormitory, find a wife, and live in this world.
Leave your own blood behind.
His wish was so simple, and it was these simple people who created Jiange's current wealth.
But today, Wu Laoliu felt a difference in the atmosphere. The once enthusiastic organization cadres all had sad faces now, organizing everyone to pack up and prepare to evacuate.
"Why should we evacuate?" he couldn't help but ask.
The production captain, who looked to be only 17 or 18 years old, said helplessly: "The warlord leader from the south is coming. What can we do if we don't evacuate?" He was actually a little confused as to why the teacher didn't expand the army. After more than half a year of operation, Jiange has already
From a barren land to a fertile land, how can we protect ourselves without enough troops?
Now that the teacher has completely delegated power and given them the task of resisting the invaders, there seems to be no other way except strategic shift.
"Don't we want these factories and farmland anymore? We built these brick by brick!" Wu Laoliu felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to do? He really wanted to become the God of War himself and
All the warlords in the south were killed, but in reality he was just a little old man half buried in the soil.
"There is no way. Although we can produce weapons, there are simply not enough soldiers to use them. No one goes to the battlefield, and no matter how many guns we have, they are just scrap metal." The production captain looked even more helpless: "Okay, go and pack your things! I
And we have to plant bombs.”
"Why plant a bomb?"
"We can't defend this place anymore, but we can't leave it to the enemy in vain. Food factories and power plants must be blown up. The superiors say this is called strong walls and clearing the field."
When Wu Laoliu heard this, his mind was buzzing. If he just evacuated, even if he felt distressed, he could only accept it silently. But when he heard that everyone had worked hard these days and wanted to blow them all up just to stop the enemy, he suddenly
I felt a rush of blood rush to my forehead.
Also blushing were the young people around him who also heard these words.
Wu Laoliu almost blurted out: "Don't blow up! Aren't you short of soldiers? I'm willing to join the army!" As soon as he said the words, he regretted it, but seeing that his hard work was about to be blown up, his heart hardened again.
There must be someone who becomes a warrior to protect everyone's hard work. He has lived for most of his life. With the few days left, it may be time to do something meaningful.
Wu Laoliu was still immersed in his imagination, but he heard voices coming from the side: "I am also willing to participate!"
"Count me in!"
"And I!"
Unknowingly, too many people have been trapped in this land. They don't know whether it is their own hard work or this fair and just world that they are reluctant to part with, but they cannot suppress the passion in their chests.
The same scene happened in almost every place in Jiange. One after another people voluntarily joined the army, participated in simple training and rushed to the front line, facing a war that seemed fundamentally asymmetrical.
Seeing this scene, Lan Nuo, who looked tired, finally showed a happy expression on his face: "I finally know how to resist. Even if there are only a small number of people, it is enough! You only need to be responsible for standing up! And I will be responsible for
You bring victory!”
Lan Nuo stepped out of the Government Affairs Office and disappeared into the night sky. As long as he was willing, there was no battle in the world that he could not win, and this first battle from kneeling to standing up must be won no matter what!
[To be continued]
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