Chapter 433 Risky Decision
( ) Sixth Street.
The expansion in the past few days has led to an extremely long defense line in the sixth block. In order to deal with the coming alien tide, the military government has mobilized almost all the builders in the city to strengthen the wall surrounding the sixth block and add machine guns and turrets to the wall.
An order worth 1 million subcrystals!
But not many people were happy about it, and the coming wave of alien species made everyone feel a deep sense of fear. Some people chose to flee, but most people chose to stay.
If you want to ask why, it's all because of a wartime regulation issued by Chu Nan.
"Anyone who leaves the Sixth Street during the war, the real estate registered in his name will be confiscated and confiscated to pay for defense expenses. The excess will be used as a reward for outstanding performance during the war. Organization. If you have to leave and want to be reluctant to part with the industry here, then please pay a war tax of 20-40 per square meter for your industry here. This money will be used to pay the salaries of mercenaries and reinforce Defense lines and ammunition expenditure."
This order may seem unreasonable, but it is actually very fair.
Why do the soldiers on the Sixth Street sacrifice their lives and blood to defend the property here for you, while you, those with vested interests, flee outside at the critical moment? Either contribute or contribute money, otherwise the na government will acquiesce that you have given up the ownership of the real estate in the sixth block!
Although many businessmen tried to protest through the parliament, they obviously did not understand the situation. Among the 10 councilors, 5 were installed with "honor chips" by Jiang Chen.
The motion passed without resistance and received the support of the vast majority of civilians.
These civilians managed to have their own homes in the Sixth Street District. Who would want to return to a life of nomads? As for those who want to flee at the slightest sign of disturbance. No one sympathizes with anyone who still wants those who remain to hold their property for them.
Ever since. Except for the merchants based in other places, basically no one chose to leave at this time.
As for the use of tying unrelated people to the base?
This is of great use.
The armed forces currently stationed in the Sixth Street mainly consist of three forces. One is naturally the Third Corps of the Na military government, the other is mercenaries, hunters and some armed scavengers, and the third is the private soldiers of merchants!
Although the nuclear materials in their hands were confiscated after the denuclearization of the Sixth Street, the Sixth Street has never restricted their armed forces. Because doing business on the wasteland,
If the barrel of the gun is weak, it is a sheep with two legs. Even if he escaped the minions of the alien species, he could not escape the robbing of the same kind.
Keeping the merchants here means keeping their private soldiers here. These merchants are much richer than ordinary mercenary groups, and this wealth is specifically reflected in the quality of equipment. Although these merchants and private soldiers do not have the Type 50 electromagnetic guns that are restricted for sale. But there are still a few assaulter infantry vehicles.
Civilians mobilized to join the army, and merchants reluctantly sent their private soldiers to the front line. Once the alien tide breaks out, it is impossible to open the city gate. Since you choose to stay, there is no option to escape, and it is meaningless to hide it at this time. It's better to stand on the front line and get some commission.
The military factory was running at full capacity, turning steel, aluminum and other materials from the Fishbone Base into munitions.
At this time, the industrial capacity of the sixth block came in handy.
When Jiang Chen disclosed part of the equipment technology of the t-3 power armor in the military factory acquired from Zhao Chenwu to other small workshops, and then outsourced the production of parts. In just one month, 20 t-3s were produced.
This yield is almost 10 times that of the previous one.
Not only power armor, but also the Type 99 anti-tank gun and Screamer mortar. With the gradual improvement of the industrial system, these heavy weapons with low production capacity. They were all dragged out of the factory like running water.
When they saw the heavy weapons being pulled from the factory to the front line, and the boxes of bullets and shells being pulled to the supply point, almost everyone was full of confidence in this war.
If the ones who came to harass were zombies all the time.
now. Three hundred meters outside the north gate of the sixth block, the soldiers of the First Corps built a simple line of defense here with mobile bunkers and sandbags. Shoot approaching zombies with a machine gun. The wall behind them is being strengthened and rebuilt, and their task is to guard here. Stop the tide of aliens from advancing to the fence until the renovation is complete.
From time to time there was a scream behind them, it was the tail sound of the electromagnetic ejection shell of the screamer mortar.
Three shells were fired into the air, and slammed into the position of the corpse group. The flying shrapnel instantly shredded the nearby zombies, and the intestines and pieces of meat were scattered all over the ground.
At this time, a huge monster suddenly appeared in the dust of the explosion. It waved the billboard in its hand and rushed towards the defense line with heavy steps.
"Found Roshan."
While squatting behind the machine gun position and tightly pulling the trigger, a soldier yelled into the headset.
"receive."
Answered calmly, accompanied by the bang of the cannon ejected from the chamber.
Orange-yellow shells screamed past, smashing Roshan's skull.
"Nice shot!" the soldier yelled back, reloading the receiver. Seeing a wave of offensive pause, the scavengers who had been waiting for a long time rushed to Roshan's body with a knife, and recovered the sub-crystal at the back of his neck. After getting sub-crystals, they can keep 40% as their reward.
Standing on the sentry tower, Zhao Gang observed all this with binoculars.
Contrary to the optimistic public opinion, as the commander of the Third Corps, the expression on his face is not relaxed at the moment.
Although after many days of increasing troops, the strength of the Third Corps has expanded to 4,000, which is fully the sum of the number of the First and Second Corps, but this is still not enough to bring him too much optimism.
As a former survivor of Qingpu, he has seen with his own eyes what kind of horror the alien tide is.
At that time, the tide of alien species even defeated the soldiers of the United World Organization, forcing them to abandon Wanghai City. The survivors in the sixth block were able to defend the survivor base with the help of a large number of PA standard equipment left by the World Federation.
And after the last civil war, the only remaining equipment was the Prowler tank. Now that tank has been dispatched to the First Corps, the only thing Sixth Street can rely on is the self-produced heavy weapons.
"Report, Executive Officer Chu Nan sent me to notify you to attend the meeting."
"Understood." Zhao Gang nodded.
The soldier gave a military salute and stood aside.
Finally, he used the binoculars to take a look at the front line. Zhao Gang stuffed the binoculars back into his pocket and turned to leave.
Arriving in the holographic conference room, Zhao Gang nodded to Chu Nan, and then sat in his seat.
The meeting started. Marshal Jiang Chen, staff officer Han Junhua, three regimental leaders, executive officer Chu Nan of the sixth block, logistics minister Wang Qing, and interior minister Lu Huasheng. The high-level officials of the na government are basically here.
Floating on the meeting table was a holographic map of Wanghai City. Seeing the deployment of troops on the map, Zhao Gang roughly guessed the purpose of the meeting.
First, Wang Qing explained the situation of the military supplies in the base, and then Lu Huasheng reported the mobilization of the reserve forces.
Finally, the battle plan was matured by the staff. Because this battle plan was discussed with the marshal in advance, all Jiang Chen had to do at the meeting was to nod his head.
But after listening to the battle plan, Chu Nan frowned slightly, couldn't help standing up, and raised objections.
"I have an objection. Prowler tanks, 8 Tigers, and 15 Assault infantry vehicles are all deployed in the First Corps? Although the sixth block is mainly defensive, it does not mean that there is no need for any armor protection."
Jiang Chen looked at Zhao Gang.
After pondering for a while, Zhao Gang also nodded solemnly.
"I agree with Chu Nan's point of view. Without the cover of armored forces, it means that once the city gate falls, we will not have the ability to regain the city gate. We can only completely abandon the lost defense line and retreat. To be prepared, we need to deploy at least 4 A Jaeger."
"As long as you don't lose your defense, it will be fine." Han Junhua said calmly.
"Of course, I know it's best not to make a single mistake, but"
"Tank defense is the least efficient option. The First Corps equipped with all armored forces will capture Jiashi in the shortest possible time, and then turn around and return to defense." Han Junhua said in an unquestionable tone.
Very risky decision.
If something goes wrong on the sixth block defense line, if the First Corps fights mutants and gets into a stalemate
Cheng Weiguo, the head of the First Corps, did not speak, but gave Zhao Gang a helpless and apologetic look. Zhao Gang also did not speak, but expressed his understanding of the helplessness of his colleagues with his eyes.
Taking a deep breath, staring at Han Junhua's face, Chu Nan slowly sat back in his seat.
"I hope your decision is correct. This is about the lives of 80,000 people."
Han Junhua nodded slightly, expressing his understanding.
After the meeting, the hologram turns off.
Wang Qing, Lu Huasheng, and Wang Zhaowu got up and left the venue one after another. When there were only two people left in the conference room, Jiang Chen sighed slowly.
"You have to learn the art of saying no."
"Orders exist only in execution, there is no art of refusing."
"I'm just worried about the relationship between my subordinates." Jiang Chen said helplessly.
But Han Junhua didn't care, and just said lightly: "It's okay, I'll be the bad guy."
"Are you m?" Looking at the expressionless face, Jiang Chen couldn't help asking.
"What is m?" Han Junhua frowned slightly, "I just made the best choice. Besides, you told me that when everything is over, I will go to the future."
"What if you can solve your problem without going to the future?" Jiang Chen asked with interest.
"Let's talk about it later."
Han Junhua didn't seem to want to continue the discussion on this issue, so he picked up his own document from the table and walked out of the meeting room. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit m.
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