Chapter 205

"Has the war been tense to this?"

Staring at Chu Guang's dark blue power armor and the restless night owl, he couldn't help whispering.

Didn't understand what he meant by this sentence, Du Conglin tilted his head slightly and asked hesitantly.

"What do you mean?"

"Put this on early in the morning," said the owl, glancing at the power armor. "If I were you, I wouldn't be walking around the house in such a heavy guy."

At least I wear it when I'm away.

Doru, who was walking nearby, couldn't help laughing.

"Hehe, do you have?"

The owl glared at him and was about to say something when the voice of the manager came in front.

"Here we are."

This is the reception room of the outpost. They came here yesterday and watched a "movie" at the invitation of old Luca.

After asking the people to sit down, Chu Guang came to them.

Wearing power armor, he didn't sit down with the crowd, but chose to stand and talk.

"About the relocation, my subordinates should have conveyed our suggestions to you last night. I want to know how you are thinking."

The room was quiet for a while.

After a moment of silence, brown slowly raised his head and said.

"Is this a consultation or an ultimatum?"

Chu Guang looked at him and said.

"Of course, it's the former. Even if you have your own plans, we won't intervene as long as you don't take refuge in our enemies."

This sentence has another meaning.

That is, we will not be responsible for your safety, let alone send reinforcements when you are attacked.

The survivors here exchanged their eyes, and their faces were slightly pale.

Seeing the concerns on their faces, Chu Guang continued.

"I know what you are worried about, for example, whether you will be treated unfairly under the fence of others, and for example, whether we will keep our promise to ensure your safety."

"It is human nature to have these worries. Out of rigorous consideration, my subordinates did not make a commitment to you for me. Here, as the manager of shelter 404, I promise you that all survivors who move to the long-term farm will be fairly protected by the law of shelter 404 and live in dignity under our order."

When Chu Guang said these words, the survivors sitting in the reception room whispered and whispered.

Some people have been moved, some people are still wavering, but it is obvious that there has been a slight wavering in their attitude.

As Chu Guang said, as outsiders, they worry about nothing more than two things.

One is whether they can be treated fairly, and the other is whether their own security can be guaranteed "as promised".

At present, the first point is not to worry. These blue coats have even taken in nomads. There is no reason to treat them differently.

As for the second point, let alone.

Although there is no more intuitive understanding of the strength of the residents of these shelters, they even have power armor. It is certain that they are at least not weak.

Attachment to the strong is not a bad thing, as long as everything is worth it.

At least for smaller, decentralized survivors, it's better to have a thigh than to live and die like an orphan.

However, a proposal that is friendly to other survivors may not be so good for a landowner.

The ambiguous attitude on the faces of other survivors' representatives around made Brown feel a little nervous.

If everyone except myself accepts the olive branch thrown from refuge 404, is his opinion still important?

He can almost foresee what will happen to him.

Who knows if these blue coats will take the opportunity to settle the protection fee they paid to the blood hand clan and copy his house before the bone chewing tribe catches up with them.

No one can guarantee that such a thing will not happen.

"Will you keep your promise?" Brown said nervously, looking at Chu Guang. "I've heard that you invaded Bette street."

As soon as this sentence was said, brown regretted it, but it was too late to take it back.

The survivors here whispered.

Without paying attention to those voices, Chu Guang looked at Brown without hesitation. The latter avoided his eyes in fear at the moment when he looked at him.

"Invasion? If you had been there, you wouldn't have said that."

"When our people arrived at Bette street, the residents of Bette Street took the initiative to open the door and welcome us. We ended the rule of a vampire, returned the street to their people and let them live in a new order. Now they don't have to endure the exploitation of the old mayor, let alone dig down their own flesh and blood to try to feed a group of jackals who can't feed forever 。”

"I would rather call it liberation than invasion."

The reception room was silent.

When hearing the second half of Chu Guang's words, many survivors blushed and looked ashamed.

Dig down your own flesh and blood and try to feed a group of jackals who can't feed forever. Isn't that what they say?

If it hadn't been for paying protection fees to the blood hand clan, they wouldn't have had such a hard time this winter.

"You and your residents are a group of noble people, I have never doubted."

Du Conglin looked at Chu Guang and continued solemnly.

"The pioneering troops who chew bones have reached the boundary of Qingquan city. The crisis is imminent. The current situation does not allow us to disagree any more. Our CHENFENG community is willing to accept your resettlement and thank you very much for your willingness to take us in."

"Me too," the night owl sitting next to him also raised his hand. "The 100 residents of highway town have no objection to this!"

Other survivors also nodded to show that they were acceptable.

Brown had wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak again in the end. He choked back what had already come to his mouth.

Only doru could not help whispering.

"Can you talk about the specific resettlement plan... I mean, in terms of property."

Chu Guang looked at him and said.

"Of course, that's what I'm going to say next. I'll convince you that accepting our placement is not a bad thing."

With that, Chu Guang took out a map and drew a circle in the north of Linghu and Yumu District, enclosing a large area of land.

"It's ten kilometers from the north of Linghu lake to Yumu District, with an available land area of more than 100000 mu. I've visited this area before. It's rich in fresh water resources and fertile soil. It's a good place for farming. Although there are alien activities such as mutant wolf, mutant Hyena and even split clawed crab, it's not a problem. Our patrol team will solve these problems for you 。”

"I hope you can move to Changchang farm, where the garrison and walls can ensure your safety to the greatest extent. In addition, I will give you some cultivated land next year. In addition, the forest farm in Yumu district will also be open to you. It is a natural hunting ground and one of our main meat sources at present."

"Your property is all yours. We won't do any punishment. There are only two things you need to pay attention to, one is to abide by our laws, and the other is to use our currency on our territory. If you have any questions, you can raise them now."

Hearing this, Brown asked immediately.

"What about slaves? Slaves are also part of our property, but your law doesn't seem to recognize slaves."

Guessed that someone would ask this question, Chu Guang decisively moved out the set of words he had already thought of.

"Shelter 404 advocates equality. We advocate the employment system and prohibit anyone from enslaving others in any form. Of course, we won't ask you to give up your ownership of slaves free of charge. You can release them voluntarily or sell them to us. Here, a young man aged 16 to 35 can exchange 5 mu of cultivated land, and the rest will be counted as 3 mu."

"They will be incorporated into the pioneer team as semi free people, accept ideological transformation with our prisoners in labor, and reintegrate into our society as free people after a period of time."

It is unrealistic to expect these wasteland visitors to understand the benefits of the employment system and consciously release slaves. They have neither the ideological consciousness nor the realistic foundation on the wasteland.

It's a good idea to trade heads for fields.

This is the method summarized by Chu Guang from practice when dealing with the problem of refugees.

Although some refugees who held slaves resisted handing over their slaves and even preferred to kill them rather than let them go, when they learned that slaves could change to land, they immediately handed over the rope tied around the slave's neck with joy.

Only when they have land can they settle down. Only when they settle down can they get rid of their identity as refugees and no longer have to live a precarious wandering life.

As for Chu Guang, he happens to have a large area of land waiting for people to open up wasteland. Distributing a little wasteland is not an obstacle at all, but can reduce his workload.

After they have land, those refugees will immediately change from a time bomb endangering order to a shield for maintaining order.

Of course, when it comes to the land issue, Chu Guang did not take the initiative to deal with the "tax".

It's the early stage of entrepreneurship. He needs people to make the cake bigger. It's meaningless to collect one or two poor silver coins. Anyway, the money in their hands is also distributed by themselves. It's better to let them flow in the market and drive economic development.

When the farm develops for a long time, the wasteland outside the farm is saturated, and the originally worthless land becomes valuable. It is natural to collect taxes.

After hearing Chu Guang's answer, brown silently calculated an account in his heart.

Slaves themselves are worthless. In winter, they are even completely negative assets. They don't want to freeze and starve to death. They have to spend food and fuel.

He has more than 20 serfs in his hand. If all of them are changed into land, he can change more than 60 mu.

This arable land may be less than the land he has now, but the manager's attitude towards the land lit up a glimmer of hope in his heart.

In fact, the location of his farm is not very good. It is too close to the urban area and the cost of land reclamation is too high. He has not expanded the planting area for many years.

If he could buy some more land from the manager, he might have a bigger farm than before.

Of course, there are not no risks.

No one has really dealt with these blue coats, and no one can guarantee that they will abide by the rules and will not step down after taking over their property.

Brown weighed it in his mind.

At this time, the owl from highway town asked.

"Where are the weapons? Do you need to hand them in?"

Chu Guang replied.

"Guns are prohibited in the settlement, and there are no restrictions outside the settlement. Private armed forces staying in our jurisdiction for a long time need to be registered. Their business and business projects must comply with our laws, and there are no restrictions on others."

None of the survivors here spoke.

These conditions may sound harsh, but at least they can survive.

Seeing that no one was talking, Chu Guang opened his mouth and continued.

"If there are no other questions, then the above is all the precautions for the relocation."

"Later, we will provide you with a residents manual, which contains all the matters needing attention in our gathering place. You can understand it as our law."

"In addition, I hope the relocation work can start as soon as possible. According to the information sent by our investigation team from the front line, the reinforcements of the bone chewing tribe have arrived in the northern suburb of Qingquan city. Now they are about 16 kilometers northeast of us. It is difficult to say whether they will do some irrational things."

Noticing the slight changes in the faces of several survivors, Chu Guang became restless and continued.

"I'm not sure if any of you live nearby. If so, you'd better inform them to take refuge as soon as possible -"

Before the voice fell, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the reception room.

There was a knock at the door.

After getting permission, a guard hurried into the room, saluted Chu Guang and reported seriously.

"Manager, according to the news from Changjiu farm, we saw a lot of smoke in the Northeast... It seems that something is burning!"

Hearing this sentence, Chu Guang was stunned.

what the fuck?

My crow's mouth has been opened?!

There was an ominous feeling in his heart, and Chu Guang immediately said.

"Can you determine the specific location?"

"Our captain has sent someone there to check the situation. We can only guess the approximate location..."

Inspired by Chu Guang, the guard came forward, stared at the map hanging on the wall for a while, and drew a circle on it with a charcoal pen.

Looking at the circled position, the night owl nearest to the map was stunned and blurted out subconsciously.

"Winter willow camp?"

Chu Guang heard the word for the first time.

However, judging from the reactions of other survivors around, they were obviously familiar with the place name and looked at the thin man sitting in the crowd.

Chu Guang also looked at him.

The man has a low sense of existence. He hasn't said a word in the whole process from the relocation meeting to now.

The sudden bad news made his face lose blood color, white as the snow on the ground outside the door, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and his lax pupils were filled with fear.

"No!"

……

Northeast of the outpost, field.

Two heavy bicycles are struggling on the snow.

Some places where the snow is not very deep are OK. If you skate with your feet, you can barely ride. I can only push down when I encounter the snow where even the wheels are buried.

"In this terrible weather, we'd better send us some sleds if bicycles are hairy!" he stepped on the pedal and couldn't help complaining at night.

The strong wind sitting in the back seat looked at the VM screen and asked casually.

"Can you ski?"

"No! But I can learn!"

Sitting behind quitting smoking, the mayor was also brushing VM and casually inserted a sentence: "I know a little. It's still a little difficult to slide in this terrain, unless I keep two huskies running in front."

Night ten looked at him.

"Shit, why can you do anything?"

The chief thought for a moment and said.

"Emmm... Probably because it's too busy?"

The north wind howled.

Blowing makes people unconscious.

I couldn't help yawning and whispered at night ten.

"The game is too real... The characters will be sleepy."

The wind in the back nodded.

"Well, it's really outrageous. I've already had a fatigue debuff here, but the benefit reduction effect of 5% is not obvious... Wait, it seems to trigger a new task."

As soon as I heard that there was a new task, I was listless at night ten a second ago.

"What task?!"

Similarly, the square leader staring at the VM screen also said.

"I also received... The mission asked us to go to Dongliu camp one kilometer away, support the survivors there, prevent the marauders from getting supplies from the local area, and buy time for the arrival of reinforcements."

Dongliu camp?

What the hell is that?

Fang Long's index finger dragged the map and found a green tent icon on the map.

The icon is located in a forest where no player has explored, so they know nothing about the situation there. However, from the pre war map, it should be a forest park, with a forest ranger cabin and a tourist rest area.

Anyway, it's a place where birds don't shit.

The strong wind touched the bridge of his nose and said calmly: "... To add, the number of enemy units is unknown. It's best to be prepared to encounter elite monsters and even trigger boss war. Fortunately, the battlefield is in the forest, which is half of our home."

The smoking cessation brother, who was pedaling on his bicycle, couldn't get in a word and shouted out breathlessly.

"Brother, give me a direction. Do you want to turn around?"

Staring at the VM screen and thinking for a moment, the chief said.

"No, just go along the current direction. I'll tell you in advance where you need to turn right... Gee, this task has a time limit."

Surrounded by woods, the terrain fluctuates, so it is difficult to find a suitable sniper point. The terrain in the west is relatively high, but it takes some time to get around there.

In his mind, Fang Chang has roughly made a plan.

The strong wind patted Yeshi's shoulder and urged him.

"After 30 minutes, the task failed. Hurry up. Can you learn to quit smoking?"

Scolded at night.

"Gan! Lao Tzu is a perception department. Can he compare with the physique department?"

Looking at the vast white snow in front of him, Fang Chang sighed silently in his heart.

"If only I could straighten out the motorcycle."

Think about it carefully. In this road condition on the waste soil, the four wheeled vehicle is difficult to run, and the two wheeled motorcycle is an artifact! Instead, I can be a sled boat in winter.

The only pity is that the engine is a little difficult.

I hope brother xisuo and brother Levin of factory 81 can give some strength!

"What a big smoke ahead!" quit smoking and suddenly shouted, "do you want to turn the corner?"

"My eyes can see. Keep your voice down!"

The chief of the party could not help but make complaints about the compound bow from his back.

While he was talking, there was a faint gunshot in the distance. The listening distance was not far away. It was in the forest in front.

The square commander made a quick decision and said.

"Stop."

"Go to the high slope on the west side with strong wind and night ten, quit smoking, follow me, turn off the insurance, and remember not to get angry!"

"Meet the enemy within 700 meters. We'll walk the rest of the way!"