The cold bayonet slapped the face twice.
Wabu, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, knew that he could not hide it anymore, and finally opened his eyes helplessly.
Don't shoot...
He slowly moved his hands to both sides of his head, and pointed his palms up to indicate that he had no weapons.
The soldier holding the rifle did not talk nonsense to him, but just kicked the rifle next to him and looked at him coldly and said.
stand up.
Wabu followed suit honestly, climbed up from the ground, held the back of his head with both hands, and followed the soldier toward the new alliance's position.
A few hours ago, a drone overturned Captain Bagro's Centurion's tank, and he was knocked out of the spot as he charged with the armored formation.
The brothers around were killed and injured, and those who were not dead were missing, and the wolves cried and howled.
He is relatively lucky.
Perhaps because of his awakening, he only suffered a little skin trauma. When Xiong Ya led the Thousands to launch a raid on the Highlands, he had already woken up..
However, Wabu did not immediately get up from the ground.
Especially as he watched the brothers in front roll down from the mountain one by one, he was worried that he would be pushed up to fill the line and simply continued to close his eyes and pretend to be dizzy.
When these eyes were closed, they fell asleep inattentively.When he woke up again, the brothers who had just rushed to the mountain began to flee to the bottom of the mountain...
Wabu, who was pointed at by a bayonet and hugged his head in both hands, finally stepped onto this insurmountable high ground, but he was a prisoner.
There are many people stationed here.
The new alliance strengthened the position, some prisoners were sent to dig artillery pits, and some squatted in the bumpy open space with fear.
When Wabu saw those people digging the soil, his heart trembled.
Is the new alliance going to bury them?
But he thought about it again and said that this didn't make sense. After all, even if he had to bury it, it would not be buried on the high ground, so he had to bury it at the foot of the slope.
The hills to the north are also covered with campfires, and it seems that the large forces of the New Alliance have occupied it.
After a secret glance behind him, a trace of despair couldn't help but feel a little despair in his heart, and he began to regret why he believed the rumors and went to join the chewing tribe.
There is neither endless wine or meat to drink, nor the charm of female prisoners and countless treasures.
In the past six months, all he saw were rat shit all over the ground, rotten wood floating in the gutter, as well as green wheat and sheep horn potatoes that were difficult to swallow... These things are all garbage things that only slaves and scavengers would eat in Bugra Free State.
He is here to make a fortune, not to be cannon fodder for others.
The situation here was so bad that he wouldn't come no matter what!
Go there and squat.
Hearing the voice behind him, Wabu, whose thoughts were interrupted, dared not resist at all, walked over honestly and squatted beside the other prisoners.
Here, he saw many acquaintances.
A predator, also from the Free State of Bugra, looked at him in surprise and whispered.
...Wabu?Are you still alive?
Wab whispered in a embarrassing manner.
I was fainted by the bomb and woke up... What was going on with you?
A bitter expression appeared on the man's face.
We rushed to the high ground, but the losses were heavy, and the new alliance quickly launched a counterattack, and people were everywhere on the mountain...
In ten minutes, he described the story of the battlefield.Including the cannon flying overhead, and the trench filled with barbecue flavor...
Wabu was sweating profusely when he heard this.
At this time, an officer suddenly came over.
The man who was telling the story immediately shut his mouth, and the others stopped whispering in a low voice.
The officer talked a few words with the soldiers guarding the prisoners, and soon a soldier walked to the front of them in a meteor.
We need two prisoners here, which are tasks assigned by the managers themselves. If you perform well, you can get a reduction in sentence. Can anyone stand up voluntarily?
The captives looked at each other, and none of them dared to step forward. Instead, they shrank back timidly, fearing that this special task would be to go to hot pot or get rid of organs.
After all, they can do this kind of thing themselves.
Wabu was also afraid, but when he heard that he could reduce his sentence, he couldn't help swallowing and raised his hand tremblingly.
I……
The officer standing next to the soldier looked at him.
name.
Wab.Wab replied quickly.
The direct line of Jinya?
No... Wab said nervously, I... from Bugra Free State, and was a bounty hunter before.
The officer nodded, said nothing, drew two strokes on the notebook, and then started cleanly.
Come with me.
……
Although the battle ended before noon, the cleaning of the battlefield continued until the sun set.
Not all the raiders simply raised their hands to surrender, and some of them hid in the pine forest or simply lay under the dead and pretended to be dead.
Chu Guang handed over the task of cleaning the battlefield to the Second Corps and some new corpses with a level below LV5.
Most of these corpses were established not long ago, and even the number of people did not reach the maximum limit, but there were also some potential players among them.
Regardless of whether they are useful now or not, it is still worth cultivating.
As for the main corps, Chu Guang took them to the hills in the north to transform the plunderers' positions and take over the supplies they stocked there.
A total of thirty trucks were seized throughout the battle, including the supplies loaded in these trucks.
These trucks are standard transportation vehicles for the Legion Expeditionary Force. They are mid-mounted high-power pot-camcorder, which is slightly stronger in load and off-road than the electric mule independently developed by the new alliance, and the cost of use is also lower, but they are relatively poor in mobility and are touching.
This kind of truck is suitable for large-scale long-distance transportation, such as cross-provincial business operations. Chu Guang plans to divide half of it to the trade union, and leave the rest as strategic reserves.
In addition to the truck, what surprised Chu Guang the most was that there were ten of the twenty-seven Conqueror tanks that could be repaired!
The remaining wreckage that cannot be repaired can be removed and recycled in addition to major accidents such as ammunition rack explosion or oil pipeline breakage and fire.
As for the captured infantry equipment such as the Ripper rifle, Falcon assault rifle, Pu-9 submachine gun, Iron Fist bazooka, shotgun, light and heavy machine gun, 60mm mortar, etc., it even filled two warehouses.
This equipment and supplies that can arm half of the division are now all filled with the arsenal of the new alliance.
Although players are reluctant to use these miscellaneous equipment that is difficult to deal with, it is also excellent to sell it as a trade product to survivor settlements in the eastern provinces.
After all, not everyone likes the high technology of the company.
Some equipment that is powerful, durable and simple to maintain is much easier to use than those high-tech weapons that rely on logistics...
……
Temporary camp.
Cave-style warehouse doorway.
Looking at the rifles and ammunition boxes piled up into hills, and the power players who loaded the spoils with their stolen goods, Chu Guang felt emotion and could not help but recite silently.
Thanks to nature for giving!
More than just a great victory.
It's just a wave of fat!
...It seems that they plan to go south directly after capturing Songlinyu and hit our doorstep in one go.No matter how they calculate it, with their firepower and personnel configuration, these supplies are obviously not prepared for two or three local battles.
Vanus, who was following Chu Guang, had a look of surprise on his face. The amount of equipment, ammunition and other supplies here far exceeded his expectations.
Having so many supplies piled up on the front line can only be said that they have a lot of goals.
But as soon as he was halfway through his words, Vanus' raised eyebrows furrowed.
...But it is not so surprising, but rather a bit surprised me.
Accident?Chu Guang looked at him and asked curiously.
Um.
Vanus nodded, walked to the warehouse door, picked up a rifle with a hot golden eagle on the butt from the ground, took it in his hand and fiddled with it, and continued.
The 'Falcon' assault rifle... The 210,000th Man team could not have this thing.
Not just the 210,000 men's team didn't.
He didn't have the Thousand-Man team he had before.
The Legion will not assign automatic rifles to clones because it is purely a waste. At most, in urban warfare or positional warfare, some suicide squads will be issued Pu-9 submachine guns or shotguns, but they will not often send them a lot of bullets.
After all, clones in three years are just consumables. They only survive on the battlefield for 10 minutes, so there is no need to equip them with extra ammunition.
As for fire suppression, it can be handed over to a special machine gunner.
...The backbone of the legion is those citizens who have received military training. Before becoming grassroots officers, they will join the Youth Army and go to the forefront of the battlefield.This kind of rifle with golden eagle burnt on the butt is the standard for the Youth Army and a proof of their identity.
Looking at the rifle in his hand, Vanus' expression was a little nostalgic and put it aside.
Although he became an officer as soon as he graduated and did not have a resume serving in the Youth Army, he also received a handful of medals when he received his first medal.
The 210,000-man team cannot have such a weapon. Their main task on the battlefield is to fill in lines, strengthening fortifications and positional warfare are their unique skills.
Chu Guang said thoughtfully.
Perhaps there are other deserters who defected to the Chewing Bone Tribe besides the 210,000th men?For example, a team of thousands of people in the Youth Army?
Or bought it from that Bugra Free State.
I heard that in the late stage of the war, a large amount of legion equipment flowed into it.Some of these were sold by the people in the Great Rift as spoils, and some were sold by the Legion's own logistics officers.
As for what you do, this possibility is very small.
After all, the gold-hot pattern cannot add damage to the bullet.
Even if you imitate it, there is no need to imitate such unnecessary details.
This possibility is not ruled out. Although intuition tells me that this possibility is very small, Vanus thought for a moment and suddenly remembered something. Speaking of it...whether of their commander?
Chu Guang's expression was a little subtle.
...Dead.
Dead?Vanus was stunned.
Chu Guang nodded.
Well, his left half of his head was blown away, and more than twenty shrapnel were found on his body... It should be a 37mm high-explosive bomb that fell into the trench.But the Xiong Ya was caught, and his subordinate, a man named Tumen, was the leader of the 210,000-person team.
When it comes to this matter, Chu Guang was speechless.
He couldn't ask about the key things that he had caught before. He originally wanted to catch the highest level and ask about something, but he didn't expect that he was killed by stray bullets.
He also wanted to be the leader of the transportation team.
After all, I gave myself so much spoil...
After listening to Chu Guang's words, Vanus's face was filled with confusion.
Or confusing.
A man who had been a deserter once died on a battlefield that did not belong to him. After thinking for a long time, he could not figure out what Dilon was trying to do.
Chu Guang didn't understand why that idiot didn't hide in the anti-cannon hole, but compared to such trivial issues, he now has more important things to consider.
...No matter where these weapons come from, I would like to hear your suggestions for the next plan.
Vanus knew what Chu Guang was trying to ask, and thought for a moment and replied.
Although we wiped out five thousand-man teams of the Ya clan, there are still more than 20,000 plunderers in Xizhou City.The terrain from the Fourth New District to the southern part of the city is complex and the maneuverability is difficult to exert. It is not a good idea to directly push the front line into the city to fight street battles with the plunderers.
My suggestion is to push the artillery position from Qingshi County to the valley five kilometers north of Songlinyu, where they prepared anti-aircraft fortifications fortifications for us.
There is no need to send people in if the problem can be solved with shells.The war will end in two weeks at the latest.
After all, those guys are just a bunch of raiders.
The reason they gathered together was to gather some people to rob and release the instinct of wild beasts on this decayed wasteland planet.
At least two-thirds of the more than 30,000 plunderers stationed in Xizhou City came here.
What maintains their cohesion is neither faith nor culture nor tradition, and there is no even a bloodline.
Once you cannot continue to win, your heart will naturally become disintegrated.
Not to mention that we have suffered heavy setbacks on the front battlefield, endured continuous casualties, and no hope of winning at all.
The kingdom belongs to the plunderers?
It was just a dream talk.
I'm afraid only the Skull Brokener, Golden Teeth, would believe it himself.
After listening to Vanus's plan, Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.
Because he thought so too.
It seems that we have thought of going together.
He paused, and he continued.
However, this is not enough. We not only bombard them strategically, but also mentally.
for example?Vanus asked with interest.
In addition to bombs and shells, there are also flyers and radio. Chu Guang smiled faintly. We not only bombarded the dirty goblins, but also grabbed their ears and told them that the undefeated record of the Chewing Bone Tribe had ended in our hands. We defeated their most elite troops on the front battlefield. Facing us, they had no chance of winning!
...But we are civilized troops and will not do meaningless massacres. We need manpower to rebuild wasteland, and we also need help to take care of prisoners of war.As long as they go to us with leaflets, or seek the local guerrillas to surrender, we will give them a chance to be a new person, and this is their last and only chance.
What is a goblin?
Vanus was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a while.
However, the idea of airdropping flyers and deploying broadcasts in the city made his eyes lit up.He, who once served as the commander of the legion, immediately saw the intention of the card.
Those leaflets not only hit the morale of the defenders, but also disintegrate their organizational skills and put the plunderers in a dilemma of mutual suspicion in the despair of the troops at the city.
They had to withstand the shelling of the new alliance, while cleaning up the broadcasts deployed by the guerrillas in the city, control the rumors, and check whether there were any surrender hidden in their own pockets.
It may not take two weeks.
They can see the plunders' escape or even surrender in an organized manner...
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this idea was so wonderful, and Vanus couldn't help but exclaim.
This idea is good...but most of the raiders are illiterate, so you probably have to spend some time to let them understand what you wrote on paper.
Chu Guang shook his head with a smile.
There is no need to write unnecessary nonsense.
Some simple patterns are enough.
There is indeed no need to employ people for problems that can be solved with shells, but shells cost money after all.
Anyway, the war has come to an end, so it is better to save a little bit. Printing leaflets is better than printing money.
When this war is over, there are still many places to use money...
Wabu, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, knew that he could not hide it anymore, and finally opened his eyes helplessly.
Don't shoot...
He slowly moved his hands to both sides of his head, and pointed his palms up to indicate that he had no weapons.
The soldier holding the rifle did not talk nonsense to him, but just kicked the rifle next to him and looked at him coldly and said.
stand up.
Wabu followed suit honestly, climbed up from the ground, held the back of his head with both hands, and followed the soldier toward the new alliance's position.
A few hours ago, a drone overturned Captain Bagro's Centurion's tank, and he was knocked out of the spot as he charged with the armored formation.
The brothers around were killed and injured, and those who were not dead were missing, and the wolves cried and howled.
He is relatively lucky.
Perhaps because of his awakening, he only suffered a little skin trauma. When Xiong Ya led the Thousands to launch a raid on the Highlands, he had already woken up..
However, Wabu did not immediately get up from the ground.
Especially as he watched the brothers in front roll down from the mountain one by one, he was worried that he would be pushed up to fill the line and simply continued to close his eyes and pretend to be dizzy.
When these eyes were closed, they fell asleep inattentively.When he woke up again, the brothers who had just rushed to the mountain began to flee to the bottom of the mountain...
Wabu, who was pointed at by a bayonet and hugged his head in both hands, finally stepped onto this insurmountable high ground, but he was a prisoner.
There are many people stationed here.
The new alliance strengthened the position, some prisoners were sent to dig artillery pits, and some squatted in the bumpy open space with fear.
When Wabu saw those people digging the soil, his heart trembled.
Is the new alliance going to bury them?
But he thought about it again and said that this didn't make sense. After all, even if he had to bury it, it would not be buried on the high ground, so he had to bury it at the foot of the slope.
The hills to the north are also covered with campfires, and it seems that the large forces of the New Alliance have occupied it.
After a secret glance behind him, a trace of despair couldn't help but feel a little despair in his heart, and he began to regret why he believed the rumors and went to join the chewing tribe.
There is neither endless wine or meat to drink, nor the charm of female prisoners and countless treasures.
In the past six months, all he saw were rat shit all over the ground, rotten wood floating in the gutter, as well as green wheat and sheep horn potatoes that were difficult to swallow... These things are all garbage things that only slaves and scavengers would eat in Bugra Free State.
He is here to make a fortune, not to be cannon fodder for others.
The situation here was so bad that he wouldn't come no matter what!
Go there and squat.
Hearing the voice behind him, Wabu, whose thoughts were interrupted, dared not resist at all, walked over honestly and squatted beside the other prisoners.
Here, he saw many acquaintances.
A predator, also from the Free State of Bugra, looked at him in surprise and whispered.
...Wabu?Are you still alive?
Wab whispered in a embarrassing manner.
I was fainted by the bomb and woke up... What was going on with you?
A bitter expression appeared on the man's face.
We rushed to the high ground, but the losses were heavy, and the new alliance quickly launched a counterattack, and people were everywhere on the mountain...
In ten minutes, he described the story of the battlefield.Including the cannon flying overhead, and the trench filled with barbecue flavor...
Wabu was sweating profusely when he heard this.
At this time, an officer suddenly came over.
The man who was telling the story immediately shut his mouth, and the others stopped whispering in a low voice.
The officer talked a few words with the soldiers guarding the prisoners, and soon a soldier walked to the front of them in a meteor.
We need two prisoners here, which are tasks assigned by the managers themselves. If you perform well, you can get a reduction in sentence. Can anyone stand up voluntarily?
The captives looked at each other, and none of them dared to step forward. Instead, they shrank back timidly, fearing that this special task would be to go to hot pot or get rid of organs.
After all, they can do this kind of thing themselves.
Wabu was also afraid, but when he heard that he could reduce his sentence, he couldn't help swallowing and raised his hand tremblingly.
I……
The officer standing next to the soldier looked at him.
name.
Wab.Wab replied quickly.
The direct line of Jinya?
No... Wab said nervously, I... from Bugra Free State, and was a bounty hunter before.
The officer nodded, said nothing, drew two strokes on the notebook, and then started cleanly.
Come with me.
……
Although the battle ended before noon, the cleaning of the battlefield continued until the sun set.
Not all the raiders simply raised their hands to surrender, and some of them hid in the pine forest or simply lay under the dead and pretended to be dead.
Chu Guang handed over the task of cleaning the battlefield to the Second Corps and some new corpses with a level below LV5.
Most of these corpses were established not long ago, and even the number of people did not reach the maximum limit, but there were also some potential players among them.
Regardless of whether they are useful now or not, it is still worth cultivating.
As for the main corps, Chu Guang took them to the hills in the north to transform the plunderers' positions and take over the supplies they stocked there.
A total of thirty trucks were seized throughout the battle, including the supplies loaded in these trucks.
These trucks are standard transportation vehicles for the Legion Expeditionary Force. They are mid-mounted high-power pot-camcorder, which is slightly stronger in load and off-road than the electric mule independently developed by the new alliance, and the cost of use is also lower, but they are relatively poor in mobility and are touching.
This kind of truck is suitable for large-scale long-distance transportation, such as cross-provincial business operations. Chu Guang plans to divide half of it to the trade union, and leave the rest as strategic reserves.
In addition to the truck, what surprised Chu Guang the most was that there were ten of the twenty-seven Conqueror tanks that could be repaired!
The remaining wreckage that cannot be repaired can be removed and recycled in addition to major accidents such as ammunition rack explosion or oil pipeline breakage and fire.
As for the captured infantry equipment such as the Ripper rifle, Falcon assault rifle, Pu-9 submachine gun, Iron Fist bazooka, shotgun, light and heavy machine gun, 60mm mortar, etc., it even filled two warehouses.
This equipment and supplies that can arm half of the division are now all filled with the arsenal of the new alliance.
Although players are reluctant to use these miscellaneous equipment that is difficult to deal with, it is also excellent to sell it as a trade product to survivor settlements in the eastern provinces.
After all, not everyone likes the high technology of the company.
Some equipment that is powerful, durable and simple to maintain is much easier to use than those high-tech weapons that rely on logistics...
……
Temporary camp.
Cave-style warehouse doorway.
Looking at the rifles and ammunition boxes piled up into hills, and the power players who loaded the spoils with their stolen goods, Chu Guang felt emotion and could not help but recite silently.
Thanks to nature for giving!
More than just a great victory.
It's just a wave of fat!
...It seems that they plan to go south directly after capturing Songlinyu and hit our doorstep in one go.No matter how they calculate it, with their firepower and personnel configuration, these supplies are obviously not prepared for two or three local battles.
Vanus, who was following Chu Guang, had a look of surprise on his face. The amount of equipment, ammunition and other supplies here far exceeded his expectations.
Having so many supplies piled up on the front line can only be said that they have a lot of goals.
But as soon as he was halfway through his words, Vanus' raised eyebrows furrowed.
...But it is not so surprising, but rather a bit surprised me.
Accident?Chu Guang looked at him and asked curiously.
Um.
Vanus nodded, walked to the warehouse door, picked up a rifle with a hot golden eagle on the butt from the ground, took it in his hand and fiddled with it, and continued.
The 'Falcon' assault rifle... The 210,000th Man team could not have this thing.
Not just the 210,000 men's team didn't.
He didn't have the Thousand-Man team he had before.
The Legion will not assign automatic rifles to clones because it is purely a waste. At most, in urban warfare or positional warfare, some suicide squads will be issued Pu-9 submachine guns or shotguns, but they will not often send them a lot of bullets.
After all, clones in three years are just consumables. They only survive on the battlefield for 10 minutes, so there is no need to equip them with extra ammunition.
As for fire suppression, it can be handed over to a special machine gunner.
...The backbone of the legion is those citizens who have received military training. Before becoming grassroots officers, they will join the Youth Army and go to the forefront of the battlefield.This kind of rifle with golden eagle burnt on the butt is the standard for the Youth Army and a proof of their identity.
Looking at the rifle in his hand, Vanus' expression was a little nostalgic and put it aside.
Although he became an officer as soon as he graduated and did not have a resume serving in the Youth Army, he also received a handful of medals when he received his first medal.
The 210,000-man team cannot have such a weapon. Their main task on the battlefield is to fill in lines, strengthening fortifications and positional warfare are their unique skills.
Chu Guang said thoughtfully.
Perhaps there are other deserters who defected to the Chewing Bone Tribe besides the 210,000th men?For example, a team of thousands of people in the Youth Army?
Or bought it from that Bugra Free State.
I heard that in the late stage of the war, a large amount of legion equipment flowed into it.Some of these were sold by the people in the Great Rift as spoils, and some were sold by the Legion's own logistics officers.
As for what you do, this possibility is very small.
After all, the gold-hot pattern cannot add damage to the bullet.
Even if you imitate it, there is no need to imitate such unnecessary details.
This possibility is not ruled out. Although intuition tells me that this possibility is very small, Vanus thought for a moment and suddenly remembered something. Speaking of it...whether of their commander?
Chu Guang's expression was a little subtle.
...Dead.
Dead?Vanus was stunned.
Chu Guang nodded.
Well, his left half of his head was blown away, and more than twenty shrapnel were found on his body... It should be a 37mm high-explosive bomb that fell into the trench.But the Xiong Ya was caught, and his subordinate, a man named Tumen, was the leader of the 210,000-person team.
When it comes to this matter, Chu Guang was speechless.
He couldn't ask about the key things that he had caught before. He originally wanted to catch the highest level and ask about something, but he didn't expect that he was killed by stray bullets.
He also wanted to be the leader of the transportation team.
After all, I gave myself so much spoil...
After listening to Chu Guang's words, Vanus's face was filled with confusion.
Or confusing.
A man who had been a deserter once died on a battlefield that did not belong to him. After thinking for a long time, he could not figure out what Dilon was trying to do.
Chu Guang didn't understand why that idiot didn't hide in the anti-cannon hole, but compared to such trivial issues, he now has more important things to consider.
...No matter where these weapons come from, I would like to hear your suggestions for the next plan.
Vanus knew what Chu Guang was trying to ask, and thought for a moment and replied.
Although we wiped out five thousand-man teams of the Ya clan, there are still more than 20,000 plunderers in Xizhou City.The terrain from the Fourth New District to the southern part of the city is complex and the maneuverability is difficult to exert. It is not a good idea to directly push the front line into the city to fight street battles with the plunderers.
My suggestion is to push the artillery position from Qingshi County to the valley five kilometers north of Songlinyu, where they prepared anti-aircraft fortifications fortifications for us.
There is no need to send people in if the problem can be solved with shells.The war will end in two weeks at the latest.
After all, those guys are just a bunch of raiders.
The reason they gathered together was to gather some people to rob and release the instinct of wild beasts on this decayed wasteland planet.
At least two-thirds of the more than 30,000 plunderers stationed in Xizhou City came here.
What maintains their cohesion is neither faith nor culture nor tradition, and there is no even a bloodline.
Once you cannot continue to win, your heart will naturally become disintegrated.
Not to mention that we have suffered heavy setbacks on the front battlefield, endured continuous casualties, and no hope of winning at all.
The kingdom belongs to the plunderers?
It was just a dream talk.
I'm afraid only the Skull Brokener, Golden Teeth, would believe it himself.
After listening to Vanus's plan, Chu Guang nodded with satisfaction.
Because he thought so too.
It seems that we have thought of going together.
He paused, and he continued.
However, this is not enough. We not only bombard them strategically, but also mentally.
for example?Vanus asked with interest.
In addition to bombs and shells, there are also flyers and radio. Chu Guang smiled faintly. We not only bombarded the dirty goblins, but also grabbed their ears and told them that the undefeated record of the Chewing Bone Tribe had ended in our hands. We defeated their most elite troops on the front battlefield. Facing us, they had no chance of winning!
...But we are civilized troops and will not do meaningless massacres. We need manpower to rebuild wasteland, and we also need help to take care of prisoners of war.As long as they go to us with leaflets, or seek the local guerrillas to surrender, we will give them a chance to be a new person, and this is their last and only chance.
What is a goblin?
Vanus was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a while.
However, the idea of airdropping flyers and deploying broadcasts in the city made his eyes lit up.He, who once served as the commander of the legion, immediately saw the intention of the card.
Those leaflets not only hit the morale of the defenders, but also disintegrate their organizational skills and put the plunderers in a dilemma of mutual suspicion in the despair of the troops at the city.
They had to withstand the shelling of the new alliance, while cleaning up the broadcasts deployed by the guerrillas in the city, control the rumors, and check whether there were any surrender hidden in their own pockets.
It may not take two weeks.
They can see the plunders' escape or even surrender in an organized manner...
The more I thought about it, the more I felt that this idea was so wonderful, and Vanus couldn't help but exclaim.
This idea is good...but most of the raiders are illiterate, so you probably have to spend some time to let them understand what you wrote on paper.
Chu Guang shook his head with a smile.
There is no need to write unnecessary nonsense.
Some simple patterns are enough.
There is indeed no need to employ people for problems that can be solved with shells, but shells cost money after all.
Anyway, the war has come to an end, so it is better to save a little bit. Printing leaflets is better than printing money.
When this war is over, there are still many places to use money...
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