"Why don't you think those murlocs want to negotiate with us? They obviously have so much wealth there." Saphiel asked with some confusion while leading the group of injured people to move to the rear warehouse. Although from those murlocs
Saphiel found nothing on the warrior, but the trophies captured by Lawrence made her realize that the murlocs were not as poor as she thought.
"Do you think there has never been negotiation in human history?" Lawrence shrugged helplessly, "But ordinary fishmen are only a little stronger than beasts, and other creatures are just moving meat in front of them. As their leader,
The extraordinary beings of different classes do not want to get what they want through exchange..."
"Why?" Saifei didn't understand. "I just talked to those soldiers, and they told me that most of the things those fishmen stole were wood, steel, various daily utensils and food. In short,
Everything they see, one pearl here can be exchanged for a lot. I really can't understand the idea of paying dozens of lives for a pot."
"You don't understand because the structure of fish-men society is completely different from ours." Lawrence explained. "As the ruling class, the fish-men extraordinary ones have a status like gods among the fish-men, and they will not regard ordinary fish-men as
Treat them as compatriots. In their eyes, these brainless guys are just their tools, and they are free."
"So, it is a consensus among the leadership of those fishmen to exchange the extremely cheap lives of these ordinary fishmen for what they want. This is why they refuse to trade with us, because among those who control the fishmen
In the eyes of extraordinary fishmen with tribal power, why should we pay resources to buy things when we can get them just by paying for some free tools?"
"And those ordinary fishmen simply don't have the intelligence to express their needs, and can only blindly follow those extraordinary fishmen. They were born in chaos, grew up in chaos, and finally died in chaos. Naturally, it is impossible for them to deal with this situation.
What do you think about war? This is why we need to fight with this group of murlocs year after year."
In the end, Lawrence could only shake his head helplessly. Similar problems are not limited to fish people. To be precise, this type of problem is the reason why many races are considered non-negotiable wilderness races.
Because they, like the fishmen, are the only ones with human-like intelligence, and the vast majority of ordinary creatures are only slightly stronger than animals in this regard. In their confusion, they are just slaves or even tools of these extraordinary beings.
Not long after Lawrence and the others returned the wounded to the medical station, a temporary medical barge sailed over from the canal behind the dock area and prepared to evacuate the wounded. At the same time, a young ensign on the ship brought new transfer orders.
.
"The headquarters ordered us to return to the rear now?" After confirming each other's identities, Lawrence took the transfer order and looked at it, and then looked at the second lieutenant with some confusion. "I think we have just begun to understand the new warfare.
The emergency rescue system is in place, is it too early to return now?"
"I personally think that the big shots in the headquarters are a little too nervous." After knowing what happened here before, the second lieutenant shrugged helplessly. He felt that the headquarters had given him a hot potato. "After all, today is a hot potato."
After dark, those damn smelly fish began to spread out a large number of small troops to bypass our reconnaissance net on the lake and attack various key points. Although very few actually succeeded, the command headquarters also hopes that people like you can stay away a little bit.
front."
"We can obviously protect ourselves." Saphiel muttered as he boarded the boat. "We just killed half a dozen fishman extraordinarys. If we hadn't taken action, the guards here would probably have fled to the warehouse area.
Calling for reinforcements."
"Miss, you are indeed right." The young second lieutenant smiled and said, "But the problem is that there are too few members of the Federal Science Society who are as capable as your companions. In their impression,
, the members of the Federal Science Society are all a group of middle-aged and elderly people who are very smart but in very average health.”
"I can understand their caution." Lawrence, who was on the side, helped two paramedics carry the stretcher to the ship and then said to Seifer and the second lieutenant in front of him, "It is not a bad thing to choose a conservative plan at this time.
.”
"Ah, it's great that you understand my work." After listening to Lawrence's words, the second lieutenant seemed to relax a lot. Although the second lieutenant who became a regular army at this age was still assigned to work in the headquarters, it shows that he
I still have a little background, but I am still in a weak position when facing a young member of the Scientific Association like Lawrence.
Before coming here, he had been worried that a member of the Scientific Society like Lawrence might be young and arrogant and would not listen to the command. If that happened, he would definitely feel uncomfortable being caught between Lawrence and the command as an officer delivering orders. Fortunately, Lawrence was very reasonable.
This finally made him feel relieved.
"Okay, let's set off!" After all the seriously injured people who needed to be evacuated were sent into the cabin, the captain and a crew member removed the gangplank, and then let the ship slowly leave the dock. Because it had just berthed
The boiler did not go out, and the air pressure in the boiler was maintained at a relatively high level, so the ship quickly reached its highest speed.
The small steam barge was traveling quickly on the river with a light mist. Just as the boat turned from the narrow artificial river to the main inland river in the city next to it, a flame suddenly came from a distance away from them.
A man appeared on the river bank not far away, and at the same time there was the sound of messy gunshots.
"Over there?" Looking at the flames on the shore ahead, Lawrence asked nervously the captain who was steering the ship beside him. "That's where the fire is now."
"If I guessed correctly, that should be the Pearl District Data Center." The captain also looked a little nervous. "The most important difference machines in the city are there, responsible for calculating some very important data in the city. Damn,
The fire there is so big now, is there any problem? It would be terrible if my tax records were burned and I was asked to pay them all over again."
"The situation is not that bad." After seeing the flames, the second lieutenant was startled at first, then took out his binoculars and looked in that direction. Soon he could roughly see the specific situation of the fire point ahead through the thin fog.
At the same time, he made a simple analysis using his military knowledge.
"The place that caught fire was just the street trees outside the data center wall. It must have been the group of fishman commandos who couldn't take down the key defensive areas and set fire everywhere to create chaos." At this point, the officer turned his head and looked at the captain and said, "Here.
The flames will soon attract nearby troops, and the murlocs will definitely run away before then. So I think we'd better find a place to hide nearby to avoid a head-on encounter with the murloc commandos on the water."
"You're right." The captain also woke up when the officer reminded him. He first extinguished the whale oil lamp for navigation above the cab, and then drove the boat to a place by the river where a faint stench filled the air.
In the small harbor. "This is a small dock where the barges transporting garbage are temporarily docked. It is surrounded by garbage dumps. I believe those fishmen will not come here."
It has to be said that the location chosen by the captain, who is a permanent resident of the local area, is indeed secluded enough. Hiding on the boat, Lawrence and the others could even hear the sound of gunshots not far away and the fins on the feet of the fishmen running on the stone floor.
There was the sound of pattering footsteps, but indeed no fish-man came close to here.
During this time, Lawrence went to the cabin to check on the wounded. Through the inspection, he found a very fortunate thing, that is, these wounded were basically injured with fractures or severe blood loss. After emergency treatment,
The injury has been completely stabilized, so they can wait here for a while.
"Is there nothing going on now?" After taking care of the injured, Lawrence asked Saifei, who was standing at the top of the cab to survey the surrounding situation.
"Nothing has been discovered yet." Saphiel said, but as soon as she finished speaking, there was a unique sound of fish-men's flippers running across the stone floor from the road in the distance.