"Senior civilians." Cassia sighed, following Ye Jielin and the others. It had been a long time since I heard the word "civilian". If Cassia hadn't seen the title and military rank in the agreement, it would have been really difficult.
He will unknowingly forget his true identity. He is the son of a second-level warrant officer who came out of a small town and was a skilled worker in a small steam factory for several years.
Although he is already a second-class warrant officer, plus a formal baron conferment, it seems that no one who knows the basics will be happy. First-class warrant officer and second-class warrant officer are military ranks used to comfort soldiers on the battlefield. They are awarded and awarded.
It’s as simple as using an assembly line to print and distribute military books. To put it nicely, the title of baronet is the transition from civilians to aristocrats. But to explain its meaning in straightforward terms, it is a commoner among aristocrats, and a real person who has devoted almost his whole life to
Compared with civilians in various jobs, they just appear more advanced and more decent. Because at least when others call you, most of them no longer call you by your first name, but call you by your name.
Add the word "baron" to the end of his name.
Whether it is a warrant officer or a baron, they are all things that are rampant in the empire. This is something that can give people hope. It can not only help those in power better control the almost countless civilians in the empire to provide for
They create a steady stream of benefits, and can also ensure to the greatest extent that civilians will not react excessively due to the oppression and control that will always be with them from birth to death. People standing on the empire pyramid are in management and planning.
, in terms of human theory and psychological character, a lot of time and effort have been spent over thousands of years, and a lot of elite talents and money have been invested in it.
Various situations that need to be mastered, various data that need to be collected,,, and so on, they have never stopped doing such things. Knowing that violent rule will eventually bring destruction, the smart controllers of the four forces have chosen now
This kind of ruling method tries not to interfere with the lives and development of people at the lower end of the pyramid when it does not touch one's own core interests. Although the lives and development of those people have almost been planned, the four forces sometimes
He will change his tricks to make people feel that that kind of lifestyle is quite good. In the empire, no one will starve to death. Although the work is a bit tiring, sometimes, you can still find relaxing moments.
The four forces have spent huge resources on this. Sometimes, they can even give up a little bit of their own interests to ensure control of the people at the bottom. In other words, the controllers sometimes give in slightly and let
The people at the bottom see their sincere attitude.
Because they understand that the real rights, the rights they work for day and night, do not lie in controlling those external things, nor in money reduced to numbers, nor in the power represented by guns, but in controlling people, controlling people.
Thoughts and behaviors subtly allow them to live according to a set of assembly line regulations. When something is needed, the person in power only needs to turn on the analysis machine, press the button, and the transmission tracks on the assembly line will automatically move.
, and then the goods fell into the iron frame prepared in advance.
It's that simple. It took the four forces a thousand years to achieve such a thing. And this time will continue to extend. While improving the assembly line, they will also check for hidden dangers and problems caused by old machinery and updates.
!
"Everyone under the rank of second lieutenant is a civilian." If the empire is regarded as a giant company, civilians are like temporary workers. They work for money without any guarantees or benefits, only the most basic equality agreement. And the warrant officer and the baron are among them.
The promoted team captains enjoy basic rights and are more likely to be converted into regular workers by the empire.
Just like Kasia's father, he had the rank of Warrant Officer II, and was also given a basic house. But after his death, Kasia and the others couldn't even get the basic pension, let alone the house. Naturally,
was taken back. Cassia's father's life has become nothing more than five red copper gears in the super analysis machine, and they are still five gears shared with others.
Along the way, Cassia became as silent as Selmer. It should have been something to be happy about, but no one could laugh. After they separated in front of the dormitory, Ye Jielin asked Atohuan to count and inform the alliance of those who were still alive.
Those who come down. Although they are still in the mission time at this time, it can be regarded as the mission is over now. Those who can survive at this moment can be regarded as passing Ye Jielin's last test and successfully becoming her allies. And
The benefits she promised before, such as the sharing of real-time information and financial subsidies, can be implemented and distributed soon.
"What else are you unhappy about, genius student Baron Cassia, trainee knight!" Ye Jielin, who was walking on the stairs, turned sideways and looked at Cassia and asked, "This is not like you who just came to the military school, that
At that time, you were full of fighting spirit and sunshine, although you were not very dazzling."
"It's nothing serious. It's just that after returning from the mission, there are a lot of things in my stomach that I haven't fully digested yet." Cassia's face that had been stiff for a long time rarely showed a smile. It was useless to be anxious in school now.
We can only wait for the dance in seven days.
"That's good." Ye Jielin did not pursue the question and continued to walk up the stairs step by step.
Back in the dormitory room, Kasia took out his pen and a piece of white paper from the drawer. After such a long time, Kasia has not contacted his mother and sister Lilia at home, so he felt that he should write something
Send things back. Because the radios in the small town are in the hands of nobles and businessmen, my mother must not have access to them. And Cassia does not have a radio device at hand now. If she applies to the military school, she will not be monitored. It is also impossible.
Something certain.
So all that was left was to write letters. The "will" that had been written long ago should not be the first and last letter that Cassia sent back.
Taking off the cap of the pen, Cassia drew on the book on the side and it was still usable. Then she looked at the white paper and had a lot of things she wanted to say, but in the end it only turned into one sentence: "I am living a good life now. I am studying."
I can barely keep up. My sister Lilia,,,"
So after living like this, I unknowingly got back on track. Except for the increasing intensity of training, and my body gradually entering the middle of the first stage of surgery, there were no changes.
It's raining outside, very hard.
The weather was still sunny in the afternoon, but the wind suddenly picked up. Lead-colored clouds pushed in from the end of the sky at a visible speed, and the sky turned dark in just a few minutes. The dull air did not last long, and heavy rain started pouring down.
Down, like a water column connecting heaven and earth.
Countless raindrops splashed on the body of the armored vehicle equipped with heavy firepower. Two snow-white beams of light passed from both sides of the armored vehicle. There were ripples of white light on the road, like a lake illuminated by fishing boats at night. It was alone.
It is like a lonely boat on the sea among the darkness and countless water drops.
There is a lot of space in the armored vehicle, but apart from the two drivers sitting in the front, there is only one person in the back wearing a long black windbreaker. An ordinary face, ordinary height, ordinary body, everything about the man can be summarized as ordinary.
, there is nothing outstanding about it, except for the pair of eyes without any sparkle.
He sat very upright, every bend in his sitting posture was a standard 90 degrees, his hair was dark blond, his eyes were staring straight ahead at nothing, and his body swayed with the slight shaking of the armored vehicle. His ordinary hands were placed on the ground.
This thick document seems to be a record book. Several standard imperial characters can be vaguely seen between the fingers. There are several lines and the general meaning can be read.
Detailed investigation of the escapees,,,
grid,,,zhou,,,
Merchant ship,,Doctor’s,,Rerecorded dictation,,
Finally, in the upper left corner of the record book, there is a number, which seems to be the number of the record book - 1024.