Chapter 878

"There are exactly 120 combatants and nearly 200 logistics. In addition, there are seven helicopters and two fighter planes that can be used normally... The rest are still under repair, but our pilots are not enough, and even if they can be repaired, they will not be of much use..."

In the conference room, Zhang Yu was holding a report and said. Sitting in front of him were all the high-rise buildings of the second camp, as well as Ling Mo and his party... Wang Lin and Lao Zheng were missing. In fact, after entering the second camp, Lao Zheng couldn't wait to find a way to contact his own camp. Although Wang Lin is full of interest in such chaotic activities, she still holds the identity of a member of the central camp after all, and is not suitable to participate in some occasions

"... so, from the perspective of overall combat capability, we are certainly weaker than falcons. But we also have transportation advantages that they don't have. From this perspective, the possibility that they will directly fight against us is relatively low... As for the material war that everyone is worried about..." Zhang Yu said here, and looked at Ling Mo, "I think it's better for Ling Ge to speak for yourself."

"Cough..."

But as soon as Ling Mo stood up, a dark skinned fat man stood up and said, "what are you talking about? We gathered here in the early morning not to listen to how you big guys draw big cakes. We just want to know how many thoughts are there in this unplanned action? Now we are unprepared, how much time can we hold under the falcons!" He looked at Ling Mo fearlessly and accentuated his voice, "don't blame me for being direct. We are all working hard at the front. If we can't hear substantive things, we won't recognize!"

"Yes. This time it's too sudden..."

"Isn't this rash behavior putting everyone on the fire..."

People at the bottom immediately muttered. Some of them echoed loudly, "yes! I can't recognize it!"

"I have to explain!"

"Everyone came to the camp to live better, not to mess with you!"

"Hum!" Xia Na's eyes were cold and she wanted to get up with a sickle, but Ling Mo pressed her shoulder.

These people are different from the members of falcon. It is their existence that supports the normal operation of the second camp.

There are too many things a camp needs to do to keep order. Just the daily life of hundreds of people is a huge project.

So many people. Disagreement is also a normal thing... Ling Mo glanced at them from left to right until these people slowly closed their mouths, and then he said loudly, "this... I did it too fast."

As the silence continued, some of them showed a puzzled look and exchanged puzzled eyes.

That's it?

Most of them know something about Ling Mo, and even the rest of them at least know his identity.

The boss who is not the boss... Even what he said is more useful than the boss.

For more complicated things, these people below don't understand, and there's no need to understand. For them. As long as you know what Ling Mo said can work and represent the will of the highest level. That's all right.

So what Ling Mo said at this moment obviously made them a little uneasy.

The fat man was about to roar again, But Ling Mo slowly continued: "But doing it fast doesn't mean doing it wrong. I know you're all waiting for the next move of falcon. I hope they won't go too far and give you a way to live... To be honest, they'll give you a way to live, but except for a few people who have to stay, how many people here can continue to stay in the second camp? When you're transferred to falcon, I don't need to say more about the day waiting for you ？”

"So what? At least I can live!" Someone answered stiffly.

More people also showed a trace of dissatisfaction, saying what's the use of these! Who won't say beautiful words? What's more, it's not beautiful!

Ling Mo turned a deaf ear and said: "There may be many people who think that as long as they can live, it is better than anything. If you think so, I won't stop you. But what I want to say is that today I didn't play cards according to the common sense, just to get rid of the fate controlled by others. Even if they don't control me, but the camp I once fought with my own hands. A person's life and death depends on others' will and preferences, which is a little sad to live."

Everyone suddenly became silent. Although there were many people with sniffy sneers, no one jumped out to refute.

No way, Ling Mo is telling the truth

That's what people here really think. They step by step, hoping that this matter can finally be resolved peacefully.

Falcon will not destroy the second camp. At most, they want to obtain more power... Even if they become puppets, or even are transferred to Falcon headquarters to monitor, or simply assigned to some dangerous positions, but that is better than fighting! Don't think they are fearless after living to this day. In fact, the longer they live, the more afraid they are of death.

Ah... It's not easy to live until now, but die for this reason... Unwilling, really unwilling! People who hold this idea are everywhere. Even Ling Mo himself can't avoid vulgarity. In fact, he also cherishes life and wants to live

But it's not easy to live. It's not enough to master survival skills alone. We also need to compete with our peers for the remaining resources. The original Air Force Regiment was like this, and so is today's falcon.

So, even if it's sad... Even if it's oppressive... It's the only way

Yu Wenxuan, who was careless, looked calm, but Zhang Yu and others had already shown a helpless look.

As soon as Ling Mo said this, they were also shot countless times.

"Very good. It seems that you haven't completely abolished, and you still want to keep your back straight and live." Ling Mo suddenly nodded and said, "don't worry, I never thought about destroying here, let alone putting you into a resource crisis. You can think about it from another angle. If you don't have perfect preparation, will I tear my face with Falcon?"

His rhetorical question immediately stunned the people below, and then a more intense discussion immediately sounded.

Zhang Yu and others couldn't help laughing bitterly, thinking that this might really happen!

"Falcons can use resources to coerce us, first, because they occupy half of city x and city a, and second, they have enough arable land. As for us, in fact, it is not that there are no conditions to open up wasteland and cultivate land, but because we don't have tools and can't transport them by helicopter. In this regard, let's put it on the spot for the time being, and focus on the existing materials..."

Lingmo just finished saying, A young woman stood up with the statement and said, "our existing supplies have been counted for a new round overnight. According to the most basic consumption calculation law, our daily necessities are still enough for a month, and the food is almost a month. If the Falcon wants to cut off food, they can win a big victory in about a month and a half. Sporadic collection cannot meet the needs of more than 300 people..."

The sister spoke quickly and her tone was very serious, but after reading it, she was unexpectedly embarrassed and looked at Ling Mo uneasily.

"Sit down." Ling Mo smiled at her, and then looked at the middle and high-level people who were discussing anxiously, "a month is indeed not much time. But for us, it is enough..."

"Can you get a lot of grain in this month?" The fat man asked again.

When he asked, everyone looked directly at Ling Mo, waiting for Ling Mo's answer.

Ling Mo smiled calmly, clenched his fist and said, "of course."

"Wow!"

The crowd was boiling again, and although some people felt a little unconvinced, they did not question it.

The fat man asked honestly again, "what if you can't? What are you going to do if you can't find food?"

Seeing Ling Mo looking at himself, the fat man's eyes finally flickered, slightly turned aside and said, "I won't leave here. If I ask these questions, it has nothing to do with falcons. It's for me and my brothers to consider."

"Then believe it. I'll keep it here." Ling Mo said.

The fat man moved his lips, but finally he didn't say anything and sat down quietly.

Other people's discussion became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared.

"One month, this month, I will change here." Ling Mo added another sentence.

Yu Wenxuan inserted a sentence at this time: "Oh, oh! Speaking of this, I have a very important proposal! Do we want to change our name?"

"Miracle, miracle human survival base." Ling Mo said.

"Work miracles... It sounds good..." Zhang Yu nodded and said, "I'm really afraid you'll choose a name that people are ashamed of..."

Just then, the door of the conference room was suddenly opened.

A guard came in and said, "there are guests here."

"Guest? At this time?" Zhang Yu asked suspiciously.

But Ling Mo has stood up and said with a smile, "it's them."

"They? Who?" Yu Wenxuan said with a startled face.

"It's foreign aid." Ling Mo replied simply.

……

A few minutes later, in the hall of miracle base.

A noisy voice first came in from outside the door: "I'm done with it now? In other words, do I have subsidies after running for so many days..."

At the opening of the door, a wild looking woman in tight leather came in with a machine gun.

She looked at Ling Mo from a distance, raised her chin and said, "long time no see, commander."

"Let me introduce," Ling Mo turned back in the shocked eyes of the crowd, "this is Lucy from group f... as for me..."

"Are you still the head of the f regiment?!"

"Wait, why are you f group... It must be my wrong way of receiving!"

"F Group..."

Only Zhang Yu remained calm: "is the f regiment also foreign aid?" (to be continued.)