Although he was already the chief of the federal general staff, Zhou Yiming was unable to control the entire military. Everyone here, including Admiral Falcon, has formidable power. Of course, they all share the same will when it comes to dealing with issues like imperial threats and war.
"Sending military judges and internal affairs troops is equivalent to military control of the immigrant planet. Add in the power of temporary executions and military courts This can easily arouse the public's resentment Zhou, I can understand your heart. I am angry and understand your urgency to solve the problem as soon as possible. But is this too tough?"
A gray-haired general asked doubtfully.
"We don't have much time to wait anymore. The "Wrath of the Sky" fortress can't hold on for long, and 40% of the military facilities and soldiers in the second line of defense are not in place. As for the third line of defense at the forefront of the immigrant planet . . . . I believe everyone knows it even if I don¡¯t say it - it is simply a line that exists on paper. There is no space warning device, no electronic monitoring device, let alone any large anti-aircraft turret. and excitement fleet. Yes! Our military production capacity is indeed better than that of the Empire. The number of warships stored in the warehouse is enough to form twenty standard fleets. Even the warships produced every month are more than those of the Pan-Union About 12%. But we don¡¯t have soldiers to operate them, and we don¡¯t have enough personnel to operate them. Gentlemen, if you want to change this situation, you must harden your heart, pick up a knife, and kill a group of people ruthlessly. . . . Their heads are the most effective tool to intimidate and intimidate onlookers¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±
By military standards, Zhou Yiming is not tall, but his presence at this moment gives everyone a weight that cannot be ignored. In fact, similar thoughts have appeared in many people's minds. However, passing by in a flash and becoming reality in the end are two self-evident concepts.
"Without oppression, orders on paper will never be truly implemented. Bureaucracy and the survival of the Earth Federation. This is a multiple-choice question that everyone knows the answer to. I don't want to talk about damn democracy, nor do I want to repeat what I just said. Those words I have said before. Gentlemen, this has nothing to do with good or evil, it all depends on your own understanding of the word "responsibility". If saving the Federation requires the most ferocious and cruel butcher. Then I will take it. Pick up that knife."
There was silence in the hall, and the generals looked at each other. After a few minutes, they all raised their right hands in unison
Immigration planet No. 76, nine o'clock in the morning.
Miles was enjoying breakfast when Major Scriven walked into the office of the planet¡¯s Civil Affairs Minister.
There was a large piece of fresh grouper roasted in butter on the dinner plate, and next to it was half a lemon that had been cut and ready to be poured with sour juice. The pepper in the bottle should be freshly ground and of high quality. The aroma of warm bread exudes, and a pickle salad is served in an expensive white porcelain bowl, accompanied by light beer.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Skowien doesn¡¯t have much research on diet. But he knew that a grouper as big as this was priced very high in the market. At least one-third of your monthly salary should be spent.
Miles leaned back in his chair. He looks very majestic, and although his facial features are not as perfect as those of Mr. Beauty Pageant, they are just enough to make people respect him. It was like a tall being among a group of short dwarfs. It's always eye-catching. Moreover, when many men of the same age begin to go bald or turn gray at this age. His hair was still dark and thick.
"Oh! Very few officers enter my office at this time. Haha! You also saw that I was having breakfast. The public kitchen always has more ingredients than the actual amount. I can get another one for you. Of course. , it¡¯s free.¡±
Although he didn¡¯t like to be disturbed at this time, Miles still had a smile on his face, and the knife he held in his hand was also vigorously cutting the fish that had been deboned.
Scovin looked indifferent. He glanced at the watch on his wrist - it was already past normal working hours, but judging from the speed at which the Minister of Civil Affairs of the opposite planet ate, he wanted him to get into normal working condition. It will take at least more than an hour to wait.
"I was appointed by the Military Ministry."
Scriven opened his wallet, took out a document and handed it over, saying bluntly: "Before the 30th of this month, the N76 immigrant planet needs to recruit five million recruits. Now, I will handle this matter. Full supervision.¡±
"YeahYeah! I understand, I completely understand"
The Minister of Civil Affairs showed no intention of moving away from the butter-roasted grouper. The plump fish meat filled every corner of his mouth. So much so that he could only nod frequently and add short, vague words in response.
"Half an hour ago, I just went to the supplementary training camp. There were less than 8,000 new recruits there."
Scriven stared at Miles coldly, with no emotion in his voice.
"Major! You must understand Recruitment is a very difficult thing."
The Minister of Civil Affairs swallowed the fish in his mouth, took a sip of beer, raised his head unhappily, and said: "The Federation is a democratic country, and I cannot make demands on the people like the imperial aristocrats. Citizens enjoy absolute freedom, as long as it does not violate Under the premise of the law, they can do whatever they want according to their intentions. Neither you nor I can change this fact. Yes, I did receive the general mobilization order, and I also disclosed the difficulties we are currently facing to the media and newspapers. You Do you know what those reporters said? They mocked the federal government as a pig that eats but does nothing, and mocked the federal army as worse than mercenaries. Well! You should read more newspapers, watch TV, and listen to the radio. There are many people Rather than join the army, they would rather"
"When can we recruit enough soldiers? Five million is the quota for this month. There may be more next month."
Scovin interrupted the minister's tirade without politeness.
"This can never be possible¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª"
Miles glared at this ignorant officer angrily: "Don't say five million, even fifty thousand people are impossible. I have already said that the people are not interested in this matter at all, they Not willing to go to the front. There is nothing I can do about it. Major, in the Federation, everything must be based on law."
"you're right¡ª¡ª"
Scovin nodded: "It is difficult to accomplish this. We need to set an example and people have confidence in the military."
"That's right! You should talk to the media first instead of being here to prevent me from having breakfast."
"You're not going to give me any help?"
"It is impossible for the Ministry of Civil Affairs to interfere in military matters. Just like the details of your private life will never be disclosed to others."
A very strange smile appeared in Scovin's eyes. He strode forward without any warning. He suddenly grabbed the Minister of Civil Affairs by his collar, dragged him out from behind his desk, and threw him on the floor. Before the other party could fully react, he took out a metal finger cot from his pocket. He tightened it with his right hand and hit Miles' majestic face hard.
Howl!
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Gradually, the Minister of Civil Affairs collapsed completely to the ground, his body covered with scars. Although he was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, the pain he had received after dozens of punches was not bearable at all. Especially the muscles on his face are swollen. The eye circles were beaten black and blue, and the lips could not be closed. Blood oozed from under the broken skin on both sides of the cheeks. Bloody broken teeth could be seen scattered everywhere on the floor.
Miles¡¯ hands and feet were twitching uncontrollably. His consciousness was still awake, and the pain in his body had not yet affected his brain¡¯s thinking and judgment. He tried hard to open his eyes wide, and through the blood-red mist, he cursed with an emphasis that was obviously crying: "Youyouyou lunatic. How dare you beat federal officials for no reason." . . . I, I¡¯m going to send you to a military court¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±
"Great! This is what I want to do too."
Scriven loosened his grip on the finger cots and shook off the blood on his hands in disgust. He raised his foot, stepped on the thick fleshy face of the Minister of Civil Affairs with his thick military boots, and said with a ferocious smile: "I checked your bank account, and the deposit in it is as much as 20 million federal standard currency. Damn it¡ª¡ª - Even if you never eat or drink and work overtime 24 hours a day to sell your butt, you still can't earn so much money. Your wife has no job, but she uses expensive top-quality cosmetics. Your daughter is still in school , but he owns three of the most luxurious "Geely" sports cars to his name Dear Minister of Civil Affairs, what are the answers to these questions?"
Although I understand that I am facing a desperate situation. Miles showed no sign of surrender. He still stared fiercely at the officer who had trampled him under his feet.
"Don't look at me with that damn look. Now I declare martial law on Planet N76. A temporary military court has pronounced you guilty of treason. You will be hanged and all your property will be confiscated. As for your family , will also be exiled as industrial civilians."
Looking at Scriven's cold and proud face, Miles finally felt the true meaning of the word "fear".
"No! You can't do that."
He struggled to breathe and twisted his body desperately. He screamed with all his strength: "I, I am willing to obey the orders of the military and do anything you ask for."
"IPass your chance. "
As he said that, Scriven squatted down and continued to grin: "I forgot to tell you one thing - your daughter is very beautiful. I will fuck her several times before the Census Bureau banishes her." . If she is good enough in bed, I don¡¯t mind taking in an orphan girl whose father has been convicted of a crime and whose mother is struggling for bread on a mineral planet.¡±
In the Earth Federation¡¯s planet evaluation table, n76 is a planet with a comprehensive index of ¡°c¡±. Even so, its population is still as high as 1.6 billion.
More than forty minutes later, Scovin had fully taken over all authority of the planet¡¯s Ministry of Civil Affairs. With the help of the Internal Guard, he successfully gained control of the planet's police. More than 30,000 police officers, plus 2,000 armed soldiers, together with thousands of staff stationed on the planet from the Census Bureau, have become the most efficient machine to execute military orders.
Starting from the northern continent of the planet, the doors of all people of appropriate age are constantly being knocked on. Facing the bewildered owner, the intruder in black just coldly showed the "recruitment order" and asked the people on the list to leave the house and get on the truck parked outside the house and escorted by armed personnel.
"This is against the rules. Why do you ask me to do this?"
"I am a citizen! You are violating my personal rights¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª"
"No! I refuse! I don't want to join any damn army. Now, turn back immediately and get out of my house¡ª¡ª"
Conversations like this can be heard in every house. None of the owners welcomed the sudden intruder. No one is willing to obey the call and become the soldiers the army needs most at the moment.
The word that comes out of countless mouths most frequently is "rights". However, there seems to be no corresponding logical thinking in the brains of soldiers and policemen. They used riot shields and clubs against every holdout. Use the butt of the gun to supplement the damage shot, then pluck the person on the list out of the house, kick their ass like a prisoner, and haul them to a truck.
confusion. It spreads rapidly in various cities like an infectious disease. The shocked people began to use various means to respond to the military's high-pressure policy. I don¡¯t know whether it¡¯s because they have lived in a peaceful environment for too long, or because they still have an inertia of trust in parliament and ¡°democracy¡±. The resistance was not as fierce as expected, but took the form of demonstrations, strikes, and protests.
"Arrest all the demonstrators. Send those between the ages of sixteen and thirty-five to boot camps, and those who are too young or too old will be fined. As for strikes and protestsit's even more difficult to deal with these guys. Simple¡ª¡ªblock the entire planet's waterways, prohibit food products from entering the city, and stop the supply of purified drinking water. Hum! I want to see how long these gangs can hold on?"
As the chief military representative of Planet N76, Scovin¡¯s methods can be described as ruthless. He belongs to the kind of fanatical patriot who has received intensive brainwashing education and is hostile to any opposition. In his dictionary, "democracy" is simply the benefits that the government provides to members of society and can be withdrawn at any time, rather than the rights stipulated in the constitution and parliament. His thinking concepts are also very simple, especially for the people on his planet. It can only be simply divided into two groups: "enemy" or "own people".
Forty-eight hours later, the boot training camps located outside each city were already overcrowded. The iron-blooded and cruel high-pressure methods indeed achieved an efficiency that is difficult to compare with normal procedures - a total of more than 6.8 million people were "recruited." Whether they want it or not. From the moment he entered the training camp, he had become a member of the Earth Federation Army.
The heavy metal gate clanged shut, and the high wall of steel-concrete structure far exceeded the limit of human jumping and climbing capabilities. Surrounded by high-voltage power grids, machine guns are mounted on guard towers, and heavily armed soldiers stand nearby to monitor. . . . . . All these horrific scenes that can only be seen in movies completely suppressed the fire in people's minds that wanted to struggle and resist.
"From today on, you are all members of the Earth Federation Army. No matter what your identity was or what you had, it is best to forget them all. We do not need weak and kind-hearted guys on the battlefield, only cold-blooded and cruel killing machines. . Boys. I will train you to become the best soldiers, and the girls will go crazy because of your scars and muscles. Now, start lining up according to the serial numbers distributed to you¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª"
There are still people who are unwilling to give up and want to use language and illusory frameworks invisible to the naked eye as their own protective talismans.
"Let me out quickly! Let me go!"
"The federal government has never implemented any military service system, and you have violated the law. I. I want to sue you¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª"
¡°??Gotta get out of here¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±
The instructor wearing a sergeant badge on his shoulder stood in the shadow of the wall with his hands behind his back and his back to the sun, staring at the crowd who were shouting louder and louder with his gloomy and cold eyes. He obviously didn't want to give these resisters any chance to defend themselves, so he waved his hand directly. The federal soldiers waiting nearby immediately swarmed up and beat them hard with rubber-wrapped sticks. Screaming, crying, begging for mercy. . . . . . Gradually, the curses and screams of anger in the crowd became weaker and weaker, and the hoarse shouts completely disappeared, leaving only heavy breathing and painful screams. The heads that were once proud and believed that they had absolute democratic power were dejected. He lowered himself and looked at the blood and mud everywhere with a dull expression.
Training, crazy and brutal.
Long-distance armed cross-country events were canceled and replaced with long-term aiming and shooting. The requirements of the military department are very clear¡ª¡ªsufficient supplementary troops must be provided to the front line in a short time. If you want to complete the training in a time shortened by more than 80%, you can only cut off the physical fitness and endurance subjects and strengthen the shooting skills of ordinary citizens a few hours ago.
"Don't worry! When these guys arrive on the battlefield, they will run faster than anyone else. Death and blood are the best instructors. In fact, the training time can be further shortened, and the subject standards can continue to be simplified - give them Guns and bullets, just let them learn how to use them. As for aiming and shooting accuracy there are plenty of live targets on the battlefield for them to train."
In order to complete the deadline tasks of the military department, the recruit training camp really racked its brains to simplify the originally complicated training procedures to the extreme. A month later, one million supplementary soldiers had completed basic training and boarded transport ships to travel to various frontline planets. (To be continued)
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