Chapter 1133: Separation of families, trouble in the tundra fleet!
A pale white Changhong hung high in the wasteland night sky, heading straight towards the northern part of the New World at a speed of fifty kilometers per second.
Just like a comet passing over the earth's surface, the white arc left behind by the light pillar is magnificent and magnificent, like a miracle.
It's a pity that not many survivors noticed this scene under the cover of the last thin mist.
It wasn't until they fell near the sea area of giant tree roots that some people curiously raised their heads and looked at the quickly dissipating light.
"There seems to be light over there?"
"Yes, yes, is there something good left over there?"
"What a good thing. Have you read too many fantasy novels?"
"Everyone, please keep your voices down. The three major gangs are conspiring together tonight to force the cross-river dragon to take action through the security team. A lot of people are likely to die. Don't be regarded as the leader."
"It's a pity, it's hateful. These scum used to bully us ordinary people, but now even the security teams who maintain order have become their targets."
"I can't help it, who made this a fucking wasteland?"
"I hope the security team can make it through, otherwise I don't think we can stay in this sea of giant tree roots. If those people are allowed to control order, we may even have our marrow squeezed out."
"Take it one step at a time. I'm ready to leave in a few days."
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The milky white light didn't attract much attention.
After only a few sporadic discussions, the topic turned back to what was happening at the inn.
Time goes back to three hours ago.
Before it was completely dark, Fan Gang, Luo Gang, and the newly established Chatian Alliance reached an agreement, forcibly controlled the passages connecting various areas of the station, and drove all survivors back to the room.
At the same time, the entire old inn, the slum area where the security team was stationed, was also forcibly surrounded by them.
There are now hundreds of patrol boats on the sea to prevent members of the security forces from abandoning their posts and escaping.
Even some small gaps around the camp were monitored by the three major gangs.
And the purpose of all this is naturally extremely obvious.
The purpose is to force the Tundra Fleet to take action by suppressing the security team.
Tundra, combat command room.
"It's my fault. If I hadn't helped them escape that day, I wouldn't have put them in this situation now."
Zhang Long, who had thick eyebrows and big eyes, already had a sad look on his face, with regret, anger and other emotions flashing from time to time.
As the saying goes, good intentions lead to bad things.
That day, I helped the security team get out of the siege and didn't let them get caught up in the fight between the Fan Gang and the Chuyang Gang.
But unintentionally, the security team was labeled "Tundra", making them "traitors" who colluded with outsiders.
Yes, those shameless rats surrounded the security team with the slogan of purging traitors.
Especially Richard, the former manager, even brazenly claimed that the security team was the culprit in colluding with the pirates. Everyone had wronged him before.
"We can't just sit back and watch the security team die like this. We must at least fish out people."
Glancing secretly at Lu Yongyi who was sitting at the top, Zhang Long's voice became quieter and quieter.
The Tundra Fleet now has three thousand full-time soldiers.
Although in terms of quantity it cannot match the scale of the three major gangs joining forces, it is far superior in terms of quality.
Especially after winning battles at sea, the combat effectiveness has more than doubled now than before departure.
If a fight really breaks out, Zhang Long is fully confident that he can defeat the three gangs at the same time in one battle.
But whether it can win is one thing, and the casualties are another.
In last night's battle, the Chatian League had already shown its trump card, which was hundreds of native guns.
If only the other two gangs had a similar number of weapons.
Even if we win in the end, we will have to pay a price of at least hundreds of people, or even more.
For the sake of the security team, which he has never met before, Zhang Long is willing, but the people below may not be willing.
After all, everyone lives only once.
"How about we do the same thing as last night and send some people to respond and check the situation first?"
Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit delicate, Liu Neng quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.
The fleet now is different than before.
Since the battle at sea, the tundra fleet has successively received many stray survivors.
When there are more people, it is inevitable that factions will also increase.
When we were discussing at sea about entering the New World, we were divided into conservatives and radicals.
Now that we have arrived in the New World, I am afraid that the struggle between factions will become more obvious.
Sure enough, as soon as Liu Neng finished speaking, one of the conservatives immediately cleared his throat.
"In my opinion, the more we care about this security team, the more excessive their methods will be to deal with us."
"Even if we stop tonight's attack, what will we do tomorrow night, and what will we do the night after?"
"Why don't we tell them directly that the security team has nothing to do with us at all? This can be regarded as protecting them, right?"
"inappropriate."
One of the radicals objected in a deep voice: "No matter what we do, their target is always us, and the security team is just a springboard in the middle."
"Even if the security team is gone, there will still be security teams, civilian teams, and all kinds of endless troubles."
"Song An is right." Another person from the radical group stood up to support: "These three gangs are just greedy for our supplies and don't know our true combat effectiveness. The security team is a friendly force that we can unite with.
, and he is also our best candidate to occupy the great cause of this sea area."
"Without them, the other party's temptations will probably become more and more excessive. By then it will be too late to resist."
"Not necessarily. At that time, we also tested their trump cards clearly, and it will definitely be easier to deal with them than now."
"Yes, we can make twenty new guns every day. If we can delay it for ten days and a half, are we still afraid of the few local guns they have?"
"We can do it, but they can't. I'm afraid we will have to deal with thousands of guns by then?"
"If you can't fight, why can't you leave? I don't believe they dare to compete with us on the sea?"
"Go? Where to go? You don't plan to go to the New World?"
In the command room, the quarrel was as loud as usual during discussions, and it broke out into direct conflict within a few moments.
Seeing that the two groups began to abandon the facts again and quarreled over ideas.
Lu Yongyi dug his ears helplessly, stood up and motioned for Zhang Long to follow him out.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.
The coldness of winter in the wasteland was even more obvious at the seaside. The cold made Zhang Long's impulsive mind calm down instantly.
Arriving at the bow of the ship, Lu Yongyi felt in his pocket, and finally Zhang Long took out the cigarette from his pocket and handed it over.
The smoke rose, Lu Yongyi took a beautiful breath, and then said slowly:
"You can take some of our own people with you. Don't count on them."
"ah?"
Zhang Long was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Captain, do you think?"
"Yes, we have arrived in the New World, and it is time to make a break with these people."
Lu Yongyi's face was full of exhaustion. From the black and blue stubble that had grown out after not shaving for a long time, it could be seen that his condition was getting worse and worse than when he was at sea.
If the fleet is compared to a rope, when all the components are twisted into one rope, the captain Lu Yongyi only needs to hold the rope head to control the direction.
But now, the components of the rope have been divided into thousands of strands.
Not only are the people above fighting due to different factions, but the people below also have different thoughts.
Some people almost died of thirst when they first traveled to the wasteland, and now they have developed a "water deprivation paranoia".
I am always worried that another drought will break out in the wasteland, leading to another fight to the death for a mouthful of water.
Therefore, they prefer to stay at the seashore where water resources are abundant, farming during busy periods and fishing during slack periods.
Although there are not so many opportunities in ordinary life, you will never die accidentally during the adventure.
Some people almost died at the hands of a foreign race or the same kind, and now they have "persecution paranoia".
When he was at sea, where his life was stable, he was mentally normal, almost no different from ordinary people.
However, when encountering battles several times during the migration, he showed unexpected and crazy reactions.
These people were not willing to enter the New World, and they even wanted to stay in the coastal inns and settle down.
Of course, there are also people who want to prevent the fleet from entering the New World so early, and just like other fleets on the outer sea, snipe the new fleet to plunder more supplies and people.
They kept shouting: This is the general environment of the wasteland. If you don't rob others, others will rob you. In this case, it is better to strike first!
Lu Yongyi didn't know how to deal with these people, so he could only reluctantly drag the fleet all the way to the giant tree root sea area.
Now, the support for the security forces is just a sign of disintegration.
He knows very well that no matter how this is done, there will eventually be people who oppose it and leave.
"Isn't this a little too hasty?"
Suddenly, it changed from supporting the security team to a matter of survival of the fleet.
Zhang Long was a little at a loss, and for a moment he thought he had caused this change.
"There's no need to rush. In fact, if there weren't too many external enemies during this time at sea, we probably wouldn't be able to survive now, and they would have been separated long ago."
"Since you said that the security team can be roped in, they may be sent from a certain territory in the New World, so let's give them a hand. This way, we can take care of them when we enter the New World."
Lu Yongyi said softly with a subtle expression.
Zhang Long waited for a long time before he understood the meaning of his words, and became more and more silent.
The Tundra Fleet currently has 30,000 people, but if we say that there are not even one-third of the "own people" who are willing to follow Lu Yongyi to continue entering the New World.
The maximum number is between 6,000 and 8,000 people.
"Only relying on our own people, I'm afraid we won't be able to defeat those three companies tonight."
Zhang Long said with a bitter smile.
But before he finished speaking, Lu Yongyi took out a fist-sized square key from his trouser pocket.
From the looks of it, it's obviously been prepared for tonight.
"Go and get your things. The weapons left inside should be enough to fight a decent battle."
"Weapon? It can't be." Zhang Long's eyes brightened slightly.
"Hey, these are the ones Su Shen left for us back then. I used to throw them all away on the pretext that the cabin leaked. In fact, I was just waiting for this day."
After saying these words, Lu Yongyi smiled and patted Zhang Long on the shoulder.
"Boy, you still have a lot to learn."
Since Sumo had "abducted" a group of talents from the Tundra Fleet, he felt a little sorry at the time, so he left all the rifles, bullets and other miscellaneous weapons produced by the machine tool to the Tundra Fleet.
At that time, Lu Yongyi had already anticipated this day.
He is not the human God Su, nor is he Long Aotian who, with a twist of his lips, marches out with an army of eight million.
If you want to develop at sea, you must recruit more individual people to join.
And when there are more people, different ideas will begin to collide, giving birth to unpredictable results.
Just like now, the fleet has divided into different factions, and they fight for a little profit regardless of their image.
But what they didn't know was that what was truly valuable had long been hidden by Lu Yongyi.
"Then I went?"
For some reason, Zhang Long always felt a little panicked when looking at Lu Yongyi with a scheming look on his face.
"Go ahead and save some money."
After opening his mouth, Lu Yongyi finally gave a somewhat painful warning.
War is a waste of money!
Although the tundra fleet currently has a lot of materials, it is difficult to convert them into hard power without complete industrial facilities.
The so-called gun-making is nothing more than children playing house, still slowly polishing it by hand.
Not to mention accuracy and power, reliability alone cannot be determined.
Phew, another gust of cold wind blew.
Sometimes, even he doesn't know whether what he is doing is right or wrong.
But there was no way, and he also knew that probably 99% of the people in this wasteland were as confused as him.
When can we find Su Shen’s territory?
Before coming, he imagined that he would be able to find out the news soon, but the real situation was extremely disappointing.
This new continent is like a dark jungle, full of dangers.
Could it be that Su Shen is also stuck in the quagmire?
Looking at the sparkles and twinkling figures in the distance, Lu Yongyi's confused expression became more and more confused.
Eleven o'clock at night.
The three major gangs have basically completed the siege of the slums.
The reason why I say it is basic is because gang members are not as disciplined as the army, and their execution ability is simply ridiculously poor.
It is difficult for people above to reach an agreement and suddenly inform the people below about the decision, making it difficult to proceed quickly.
At first, people from the Fan Gang and the Luo Gang almost came to blows. People on both sides started quarreling over each other to get a better position. It took a while before Da Luoshan and Fan Lunding came forward to calm things down.
The Chatian Alliance, which had only been established for less than a day, was more like a headless fly.
Some managers don't even remember the names and faces of their subordinates. How can they give orders?
Richard himself was extremely busy, and in the end he could only forcefully make a profit promise.
After telling these people that after the security team was dealt with, the outstanding ones would be selected from among them to become the new security team members and enjoy the worship of the entire inn, the chaos slowly subsided.
"Okay, let's send someone to provoke. If the trouble continues, I'm afraid it will make people laugh."
A temporary command room not far from the station.
Da Luoshan, who was as fat as a pig and weighed more than 400 kilograms, wiped the sweat from his head and quickly advised Richard and Fan Lunding.
Just now, the spies on the dock have confirmed that the tundra fleet has indeed made some moves.