"Has the battle situation become so tense?"
Staring at the dark blue power armor on Chu Guang, Ye Xiao, who couldn't stop talking, couldn't help but muttered in a low voice.
Not understanding what he meant by this sentence, Du Conglin tilted his head slightly and asked hesitantly.
"What do you mean?"
"I put this thing on early in the morning," Ye Xiao smacked his lips and said after glancing at the power armor, "If it were me, I wouldn't wear such a bulky thing to walk around the house."
At least I wear it when I go out for a long trip.
Dolu, who was walking next to him, couldn't help but laugh.
"Haha, do you have it?"
Ye Xiao glared at him and was about to say something when the manager's voice came from the front.
"We're here."
This is the reception room of the outpost base. They came here yesterday and watched a "movie" at the invitation of old Luca.
After asking everyone to sit down, Chu Guang walked in front of them.
Because he was wearing a power armor, he didn't sit down with everyone, but chose to stand and talk.
"Regarding the relocation, my subordinates should have conveyed our suggestions to you last night. I want to know what you think."
The room was quiet for a while.
Brown was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his head and said.
"Is this a discussion or a final ultimatum?"
Chu Guang looked at him and said.
"Of course it's the former. Even if you have your own plans, as long as you don't surrender to our enemies, we won't interfere."
This sentence also has another meaning.
That is, we will not be responsible for your safety, and it is even more impossible to send reinforcements when you are attacked.
The survivors exchanged glances, with a slightly embarrassed expression on their faces.
Seeing the concerns on their faces, Chu Guang continued.
"I know what you are worried about, for example, whether you will be treated unfairly when living under someone else's roof, and whether we will keep our promise to guarantee your safety."
"It is human nature to have these concerns. My subordinates did not make promises to you for rigorous considerations. Here, as the manager of Shelter No. 404, I promise you that all survivors who move to Changjiu Farm will be fairly protected by the laws of Shelter No. 404 and live with dignity under our order."
When Chu Guang said this, the survivors sitting in the reception room whispered to each other.
Some people have been moved, and some are still wavering, but it is obvious that their attitudes have wavered a little.
As Chu Guang said, as outsiders, they are worried about two things.
One is whether they can be treated fairly, and the other is whether their safety can be guaranteed "as promised".
At present, there is no need to worry about the first point. These blue jackets have taken in nomads, so 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 these shelter residents, they even have power armor, so it is certain that they are at least not weak.
It is not a bad thing to rely on the strong, as long as everything is worth it.
At least for those small-scale and decentralized survivor gatherings, it is much better to have a big leg to hold than to fend for themselves like orphans.
However, a friendly proposal for other survivors may not be so good for a certain landlord.
The ambiguous attitudes on the faces of other survivor representatives around him made Brown feel a little nervous.
If everyone except himself accepts the olive branch thrown by Shelter No. 404, does his opinion still matter?
He can almost foresee what his fate will be.
Who knows if these blue jackets will take the opportunity to settle the protection fees they paid to the Blood Hand Clan before the Bone Chewing Tribe sets their sights on them, and raid his house to clear the countryside.
No one can guarantee that such a thing will not happen.
"Will you keep your promise?" Looking at Chu Guang, Brown said nervously, "I heard that you invaded Bate Street."
As soon as he said this, Brown regretted it, but it was too late to take it back.
The survivors present whispered.
Chu Guang did not pay attention to those voices, and looked at Brown without hesitation, and the latter avoided his eyes in fear the moment he met his eyes.
"Invasion? If you've been there, you wouldn't say that."
"After our people arrived at Beth Street, the residents of Beth 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 under a new order. Now they don't have to endure the exploitation of the old mayor, let alone dig out their own flesh and blood to try to feed a group of jackals that can never be fed."
"Compared to the word invasion, I prefer to call it liberation."
The reception room was silent.
When hearing the second half of Chu Guang's words, many survivors blushed and showed ashamed expressions.
Digging out their own flesh and blood to try to feed a group of jackals that can never be fed, isn't this what they are talking about?
If it weren't for paying protection fees to the Blood Hand Clan, they wouldn't have to live so poorly this winter.
"You and your residents are a group of noble people. I have never doubted it."
Du Conglin looked at Chu Guang and continued in a serious tone.
"The vanguard of the chewing bones has arrived at the territory of Qingquan City. The crisis is imminent. The current situation does not allow us to disagree any more. Our Morning Wind Community is willing to accept your resettlement and is very grateful for your willingness to take us in."
"Me too," Night Owl, who was sitting next to him, also raised his hand, "The one hundred households in Highway Town have no objection to this!"
The other survivors also nodded, indicating that they could accept it.
Brown originally wanted to say something, but in the end he did not dare to speak again, and held back the words that were already on the tip of his tongue.
Only Doru could not help but whispered.
"Can you tell me 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 make you believe that accepting our resettlement is not a bad thing."
As he spoke, Chu Guang took out a map and drew a circle between the northern part of Linghu and Yumu District, enclosing a large area of land.
"It's ten kilometers from the north of Linghu to Yumu District, and the usable land area exceeds 100,000 mu. I have visited this area before. It has abundant freshwater resources and fertile soil. It is a good place for farming. Although there are mutant jackals, mutant hyenas and even cracked crabs, it is not a big problem. Our patrol team will solve these troubles for you."
"I hope you can move to Changjiu Farm. The garrison and walls there can guarantee your safety to the greatest extent. Next year, I will give you some land for cultivation. 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 sources of meat at present."
"All your property is yours. We will not make any punishment. You only need to pay attention to two things. 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 immediately asked.
"What about slaves? Slaves are also part of our property, but your laws don't seem to recognize slaves."
Guessing that someone would ask this question, Chu Guang decisively brought out the rhetoric he had already thought of.
"Shelter No. 404 advocates equality. We advocate the employment system and prohibit anyone from enslaving others in any form. Of course, we will not ask you to give up your ownership of slaves for free. You can voluntarily release them or sell them to us. Here, a young and middle-aged man aged 16 to 35 can be exchanged for 5 acres of arable land, and the rest are all counted as 3 acres of land."
"They will be incorporated into the pioneer team as semi-free people, and will undergo ideological transformation in labor with our captives, and will reintegrate into our society as free people after a period of time."
It is not realistic to expect these wastelanders to understand the benefits of the employment system and voluntarily release slaves. They do not have that ideological awareness, and the wasteland does not have this realistic foundation.
It is a good idea to exchange heads for land.
This is the method Chu Guang summed up from practice when dealing with the problem of refugees.
Some refugees who held slaves, although they were reluctant to hand over their slaves and even preferred to kill them rather than let them go, immediately handed over the ropes tied around the slaves' necks with joy when they learned that the slaves could be exchanged for land.
Only with land can they settle down, and only with a home can they get rid of their refugee status and no longer have to live a precarious life of wandering.
As for Chu Guang, he just happened to have a large piece of land waiting for people to open up wasteland. Giving away some wasteland would not be a problem at all, but could reduce his workload.
After those refugees had land, they would immediately turn from time bombs endangering order to shields maintaining order.
Of course, when it came to the issue of land, Chu Guang did not take the initiative to talk about "taxes".
Now is the early stage of entrepreneurship, he needs people to make the cake bigger, and it is meaningless to collect one or two pitiful silver coins. Anyway, the money in their hands is also distributed by themselves, so it is better to let them flow in the market to drive economic development.
When Changjiu Farm developed, the wasteland outside the farm was fully developed, and the land that was originally worthless became valuable, it was natural to collect taxes.
After listening to Chu Guang's answer, Brown silently calculated in his mind.
Slaves themselves were not valuable, and in winter they were even completely negative assets. If he didn't want them to freeze to death or starve to death, he had to spend food and fuel to support them.
He had more than 20 serfs, and if they were all exchanged for land, he could get more than 60 acres.
This amount of arable land may be less than the land he has now, but the attitude of the manager towards the land has ignited a glimmer of hope in his heart.
The location of his farm is actually not very good. It is too close to the city, and the cost of land reclamation is too high. He has not expanded the planting area for many years.
If he can buy some more land from the manager, he may have a larger farm than before.
Of course, there are risks involved.
No one had ever really dealt with this group of blue jackets, and no one could guarantee that they would abide by the rules and not abandon them after taking over their property.
Brown was weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
At this time, the night owl from Highway Town asked.
"What about weapons? Do they need to be handed in as well?"
Chu Guang replied.
"Gun is prohibited in the settlement, but there is no restriction outside the settlement. Private armed forces that stay in our jurisdiction for a long time need to be registered, and the business and operation projects must comply with our laws. There are no other restrictions."
None of the survivors spoke.
Although these conditions sounded a bit harsh, at least they could survive.
Seeing that no one was talking, Chu Guang continued.
"If there are no other questions, then the above are all the things you need to pay attention to when relocating."
"We will provide you with a resident manual later, which contains all the things you need to pay attention to in our gathering place. You can understand it as our law."
"In addition, I hope that the relocation work can start as soon as possible. According to the intelligence sent by our reconnaissance team from the front line, the reinforcements of the Bone Chewing Tribe have arrived in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City and are now in a state of panic about 16 kilometers northeast of us. It is hard to say whether they will do something irrational."
Noticing that the faces of several survivors changed slightly and they became restless, Chu Guang paused and continued.
"I'm not sure if any of you live nearby. If so, it's best to notify them to take shelter as soon as possible-"
Before the voice fell, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the reception room.
There was a knock on the door.
After getting permission, a guard walked into the house quickly, saluted Chu Guang, and reported with a serious expression.
"Mr. Manager, according to the news from Changjiu Farm, we saw a lot of smoke in the northeast direction...it seems like something is burning!"
Chu Guang was stunned when he heard this.
What the hell?
Is my mouth blessed? !
Chu Guang immediately said with an ominous premonition in his heart.
"Can you confirm the specific location?"
"Our captain Wrench has sent people to check the situation there. We can only guess the approximate location..."
At Chu Guang's instruction, the guard stepped forward, stared at the map hanging on the wall for a while, and drew a circle on it with a charcoal pencil.
Looking at the circled location, the night owl closest to the map was slightly stunned, and blurted out subconsciously.
"Dongliu Camp?"
This was the first time Chu Guang heard this word.
However, judging from the reactions of other survivors around, they were obviously familiar with this place name, and they all looked at the thin man sitting in the crowd.
Chu Guang also looked at him.
The man had a low sense of presence. From the beginning of the relocation work meeting to now, he had not said a word throughout the whole process.
The sudden bad news made his face pale, as white as the snow outside the door. His lips trembled uncontrollably, and his dilated pupils were filled with fear.
"No!"
...
Northeast of the outpost, in the wild.
Two heavy bicycles were struggling to move forward on the snow.
Some places where the snow was not very deep were okay, and they could barely ride with a little sliding. When they encountered the kind of snow that even buried the wheels, they could only get off and push.
"What's the use of bicycles in this damn weather? It's better to give us a few sleds!" Ye Shi couldn't help complaining while pedaling hard.
Sitting in the back seat, Kuangfeng looked at the VM screen and asked casually.
"Can you ski?"
"No! But I can learn!"
Fang Chang, who was sitting behind Jie Yan, was also browsing VM, and casually said: "I can ski a little, but it's still a bit difficult to ski on this terrain, unless you have two huskies running in front."
Ye Shi glanced at him.
"Damn, how come you can do everything?"
Fang Chang thought for a while and said.
"Emm... maybe it's because you're too idle?"
The north wind was howling.
It made people dazed.
Ye Shi couldn't help but yawn, and muttered softly.
"This game is too real... The game characters can also get sleepy."
Kuang Feng, who was sitting behind, nodded.
"Well, it's really outrageous. I have already had a fatigue debuff here, but the 5% debuff effect is not obvious... Wait, it seems that a new task has been triggered."
Upon hearing that there was a new task, Ye Shi, who was listless a second ago, suddenly became energetic.
"What mission?!"
Fang Chang, who was also staring at the VM screen, followed suit.
"I also received it... The mission requires us to go to the Dongliu camp one kilometer away to support the survivors there, prevent the looters from obtaining supplies from the local area, and buy time for the arrival of reinforcements."
Dongliu camp?
What the hell is that place?
Fang Chang dragged the map with his index finger and found a green tent icon on the map.
The icon is located in a forest. No player has explored there, so they know nothing about the situation there. However, judging from the pre-war map, it should be a place like a forest park, with a ranger's hut and a tourist rest area.
In short, it is a place where no one lives.
Kuangfeng touched his nose and said calmly: "... In addition, the number of enemy units is unknown, so it is best to be prepared to encounter elite monsters or even trigger a boss battle. But fortunately, the battlefield is in the forest, which is half of our home court."
The smoking cessation brother who was pedaling his bicycle with a hum could not get a word in at all, and shouted breathlessly.
"Brother, give me a direction, do you want to turn around?"
Fang Chang said after staring at the VM screen and thinking for a while.
"No need, just go in the current direction. I'll tell you in advance where you need to turn right... Tsk, this mission actually has a time limit."
Surrounded by woods, the terrain is undulating, and it is difficult to find a suitable sniper point. The terrain on the west side is relatively high, but it takes some time to get there.
Fang Chang has roughly made a plan in his mind.
Kuangfeng patted Ye Shi's shoulder and urged him.
"The mission will fail in 30 minutes. Pedal faster. Can you learn to quit smoking?"
Ye Shi cursed.
"Fuck! I'm a perception system, how can I compare with the physical system?!"
Looking at the white snow in front of him, Fang Chang sighed silently in his heart.
"It would be great if we could make a motorcycle."
Think about it carefully. On the road conditions in the wasteland, it is difficult for four-wheeled vehicles to run. A two-wheeled motorcycle is simply a magical tool! After some modification, it can also be used as a sled boat in winter.
The only pity is that the engine is a little difficult.
I hope that Brother Ceso and Brother Levin from Factory 81 can help!
"There is a lot of smoke ahead!" Quitting suddenly shouted, "Do you want to turn?"
"I can see it with my eyes, please speak more quietly!"
Fang Chang couldn't help but complain and took the compound bow from his back.
As he was talking, there was a faint sound of gunfire in the distance. It sounded not far away, just in the forest ahead.
Fang Chang made a prompt decision and said.
"Stop the car."
"Kuangfeng and Ye Shi go to the high slope on the west side, Quitting will follow me, turn off the safety, and remember not to fire accidentally!"
"We will meet the enemy within 700 meters, and we will walk the rest of the way!"