"Cong Kang, someone is here to see you!" the prison guard shouted through the loudspeaker. A man wearing an orange vest stood up in the field, saluted in the direction of the camera, and ran to the rest stop.
A commuter bus was already waiting at the rest stop, and a man wearing a dark jacket was sitting on the bus. It was obviously not the first time that Cong Kang and the man met. The two of them said nothing, as if they had never communicated at all. Just fifteen seconds later, the man gently knocked on the back of the commuter bus driver's seat, and the car drove away.
Cong Kang looked at the direction the vehicle was leaving with mixed emotions and gently rubbed his fingers. He had just given the answer in the agreed upon sign language. He didn't know where this answer would lead him and his group, but he was certain of one thing.
¡ª¡ªAlthough there is food and clothing here, there are no alien monsters, and there is no need to endure the pain of death every day But everyone in this hangar is not willing to face the black soil and do farm work with their backs to the sky.
You have such an advanced civilization, but you don¡¯t even have a tractor! Cong Kang shouted in his heart. He didn't know that there was a term on Earth called "re-education through labor". Only through high-intensity physical labor could the physical energy of prisoners be squeezed to the maximum extent so that they would not be able to do bad things.
The soldiers, policemen, robbers, and profiteers who were convicted of crimes on the biochemical planet were all confined in this hangar for agricultural cultivation.
When they took the soil from the ecological zone, there was no Star Gate. Just the pipe ball made these people want to vomit. With the soil and high-yielding seeds of the ancients, the crops required little care, except for the labor required during harvesting. In the eco-region these jobs have been handed over to robots. In this hangar, everything is done by hand.
¡°Many lunar residents don¡¯t know these people exist, and no one cares. They have been completely marginalized.
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Over the past four months, life on the moon has been getting more and more on track.
Animal protein is becoming more and more abundant. Not only is there sufficient insect meat as meat, but other poultry, livestock, and aquatic products also appear on residents¡¯ tables. The Lunar Management Committee is discussing opening a new hangar to serve as pasture and fish ponds. Satisfy people's lives.
"We have solved the currency issue and the dinner project. This is the biggest achievement of our committee. There should be no problems in the election in two months." Jiang Baihong was having a meeting with his staff in the conference room.
"Steve, the currency circulation needs to be paid attention to. The current financial system is too fragile and private capital should not be allowed to engage in financial speculation." The young economist said, "If necessary, the government should restrict the access system of certain industries. .Such as a hunting group.¡±
"The real hard currency is not in our hands now." Jiang Baihong didn't have to worry about the area in front of these friends. "The food is in the hands of the military and the Academy of Sciences, and the meat and weapons are in the hands of the military and mercenaries. What we can do is real Too little."
"But the reputation we bear is not small." Someone murmured, "Even the mercenary group's increase in meat prices is all our fault."
For the Chinese people who are accustomed to living under centralized power, problems in their lives must be caused by the government. Therefore, it is easy to find attack targets on the Internet: meat prices have increased, **; there are no jobs, **; income is too low, ** In short, any problem is **.
From this point of view, Jiang Baihong has perfectly fulfilled everyone¡¯s expectations of him: to be a perfect scapegoat.
"We still need to communicate with the press officer and promote the positive image of the government. We are all in the same camp." Someone said.
"When the military proposed such a 'separation of powers' plan, it was just to castrate the government. Now the larger hunting groups are more powerful than the government, so what are we supposed to do?"
Jiang Baihong listened to the heated discussion among his staff, who were now responsible for various fields. When the voices gradually subsided, he said: "Wally. We also have legal weapons. We might as well use legal means to deal with those hunting groups."
"Executive officer, you have to convince Americans to ban guns first." The man named Vali said, "I can't issue a ban on guns. Now it's almost to the point where everyone has a gun."
"It's really confusing" Jiang Baihong fell back. Run your hands through your hair and massage your scalp.
Now more and more people believe that the lunar society is becoming stable, but the real rulers feel that this state is too abnormal. The government can do nothing but act as a nanny. Jiang Baihong has already seen the future of this system. He will be driven out by hunting groups who have armed forces, or controlled by businessmen who have economic power and become a puppet.
At this moment, he really didn¡¯t know whether he would be happier being a puppet, or whether he would be happier being driven out and become an ordinary citizen.
"Opinion poll"Now, Duda¡¯s approval rating is now higher than yours. "
"He, he won't be willing to be such a puppet." Jiang Baihong laughed at himself, "If we get the support of the Lancers, to what extent can we control the armed forces?"
"It's hard to say, there are various opinions." The man in the black jacket sitting in the corner said in a calm tone, "Many people on the planet believe that the Lancers have the combat effectiveness of a field division, but some people think that they are not as good as an army regiment. .In terms of equipment alone, the Lancers are the best equipped. At least everyone has a personal shield."
"The future trend is to arm robots." The man in the jacket continued. "The military is also doing work in this area. They have recruited many young people and let them operate drones and remote-controlled robots. We have no way to interfere in this aspect. Even if we want to build robots, materials are still a bottleneck."
Everyone sighed in disappointment. When they first gathered, they all hoped to create an era when they were young and let human history remember them. When they got to this position, they found that the world was not at all what they imagined.
"Executive officer, you must take into account the current problem of people forming a party." The man in the black jacket continued, "There is now a party called the Earth Forerunners that you need to pay attention to. Their platform contains subtle religious elements."
Jiang Baihong nodded helplessly, feeling exhausted. He took a hard breath, sat up and said, "That's it for today's briefing. Who else has anything to say?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock, but no one said anything.
"Steve, your health is getting worse. Do you want to go sit in the medical cabin?" When the meeting ended, someone suggested.
Jiang Baihong shook his head and said: "No way, sub-healthy."
Since the person involved has said so, it is not easy for others to force it.
After everyone had dispersed, a graceful figure appeared in the conference room, walked slowly behind Jiang Baihong, and gently massaged his scalp. The two of them said nothing, as if there was no need for verbal communication at all.
¡°A Force Awakener is comparable to an army.¡± The wonderful figure said in a weird tone.
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Madoran is a wise leader who has led Ironforge through twenty years of ups and downs. When he was elected as the Grand Duke, the insects had already built their nest at the gate of Ironforge. However, now, humans have regained the Bass Plain, returned to the Kada Pass, and even built an obvious camp hundreds of kilometers outside the pass to declare a war on the insects.
"What I want to do most now is to unite all the underground people and highlanders and build a city under the sun again." Madolan combed his beard and said to Duda, who was sitting opposite and roasting insect meat. road.
"I think it's very simple. The strength of the insects has been greatly weakened." Duda said, "As long as our army forms combat effectiveness within three years, it will be very simple to regain the lost territory."
"Yes, very soon." Madolan was in a very good mood. "The robot team has started to be built, and the results are very good. They don't need to eat or rest! We should have studied this kind of thing long ago, but, tsk, you You know, even if we had this idea, we wouldn¡¯t be able to build the factory.¡±
"Your Excellency, the setting of the robot is still very primitive." Zhang Weidi said while taking the insect meat baked by Duda, "Currently it can only be used to stand guard, and the war can only be fought by humans. But because of you The Karudo Mine has a reaction force effect, so maybe the exoskeleton mecha can develop its combat effectiveness faster than the robot."
Robotics technology consists of two parts. Earthlings provide the appearance design and skeleton construction, and the local civilization performs the internal programming. Although Kalami and others can use natural language to control the robot, automated programming is a flaw they can never recover from. Because the basis of programming is logic.
People on Earth have made a lot of progress in this area, but they can only let robots execute simple commands, such as standing guard, sentrying, patrolling, and lining up to fire during positional battles to increase their firepower. On the contrary, exoskeleton technology has achieved considerable success locally.
It has to be said that the body shape of the local people is also an important factor in being at a disadvantage in the war.
If Huo Jia was as tall as him, the Tank Bug wouldn't deserve the name "Tank" at all.
"Your Majesty the Duke," Duda said, "As outsiders, we really hope to get a piece of land after driving out the Zerg, because you see, we can't leave for the time being. It's not a good idea to keep people on large aircraft carriers all the time. Method."
"That's no problem." Madolan said cheerfully, "Whether it's the south or the north, you can build your own city. Uh, how many of you are there?"
"Two hundredThousands. "
"Well, quite a bit." Madolan hesitated, but had no intention of breaking her promise.
Two million people are almost the population of Ironforge, so people on Earth also need a city as big as Ironforge. It wouldn't matter if they could solve their energy and mineral problems themselves. And they don't seem to use Geliuduo Mine, which is the most important thing.
Madolan was calculating silently. ! ~!
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