This Game Is Too Realistic Chapter 204: Relocation plan and reinforcement

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"Is the war situation already tense enough?"

Staring at the dark blue power armor on Chu Guang's body, Ye Xiao couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

Not understanding what he meant, Du Conglin tilted his head slightly and asked hesitantly.

"What do you mean?"

"I put this thing on early in the morning," Ye Xiao glanced at the set of power armor and smacked his lips and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't wear such a bulky thing around the house."

At least I wear it when I go on 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 in front of him.

"We're here."

This is the reception room of the outpost. They were 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 power armor, he did not sit down with everyone, but chose to stand and talk.

"As for the relocation, my subordinates should have conveyed our suggestions to you last night. I would like to know how you have considered it."

The room was quiet for a while.

After Brown was silent for a moment, he slowly raised his head and said.

"Is this a negotiation or an 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 are not an enemy of ours, we will not interfere in any way."

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 present exchanged glances with slightly troubled expressions on their faces.

Seeing the concerns on their faces, Chu Guang continued.

"I know what you are worried about, such as whether you will be treated unfairly if you rely on others, and whether we will keep our promises to ensure your safety."

"It is human to have these worries. Out of strict considerations, my subordinates did not make a promise to you on my behalf. Here, I make a promise to you as the manager of Vault 404. , all survivors who relocate to the permanent farm will be fairly protected by the laws of Shelter 404, and live with dignity under our order."

When they heard Chu Guang say these words, the survivors sitting in the reception room whispered to each other.

Some people are already moved, and some are still wavering, but it is obvious that their attitude has wavered.

As Chu Guang said, as outsiders, they are worried about only two things.

The first is whether you can get fair treatment, and the second is whether your own safety can be guaranteed "as promised".

For now, there is no need to worry about the first point. These blue coats have even taken in nomads, so there is no reason to treat them differently.

As for the second point, let alone that.

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 it is worth it.

At least for those smaller, decentralized gatherings of survivors, having someone to hug them is far better than fending for themselves like orphans.

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

The ambiguous attitudes on the faces of other survivor representatives around him made Brown feel a little nervous.

If everyone else except yourself accepts the olive branch offered by Vault 404, does your own opinion still matter?

He could almost foresee what his end would be.

Who knows if these blue coats will take the opportunity to settle the matter of paying protection money to the Bloodhand clan, seize his house before the Bonechewer tribe targets them, and do some hard work to clear the country.

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

"Will you keep your promise?" Looking at Chu Guang, Brown said nervously, "I have heard that you invaded Beit Street."

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

The survivors here were whispering.

Not paying attention to those voices, Chu Guang looked at Brown without hesitation, and the moment the latter met his eyes, he avoided his eyes in fear.

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

"After our people arrived on Beit Street, the residents of Beit Street took the initiative to open their doors and welcomed us. We ended the rule of a vampire and returned the streets to their people, allowing them to live in Under the new order. Now they don’t have to endure the exploitation of the old mayor, and they don’t have to dig out their own flesh and blood to try to feed a group of jackals that can never be fed."

"I would rather call it liberation than invasion."

There was silence in the living room.

When they heard the second half of Chu Guang's words, many survivors blushed and invariably showed expressions of shame.

Isn’t this what they are talking about when they dig out their own flesh and blood to try to feed a group of jackals that will never be fed enough?

If it weren't for the protection fee paid to the Blood Hand Clan, they wouldn't have had such a hard time this winter.

"I have never doubted that you and your residents are a noble people."

Du Conglin looked at Chu Guang and continued in a solemn tone.

"The vanguard of the bone-chewing army has arrived at the border of Qingquan City. The crisis is imminent. The current situation no longer allows us to continue to disagree. Our Morrowind community is willing to accept your resettlement, and we are very grateful to you for your willingness to take us in."

"Me too," Night Owl sitting next to him also raised his hand, "One hundred households in Highway Town have no objection to this!"

Other survivors also nodded, indicating that they accepted it.

Brown originally wanted to say something, but in the end he did not dare to speak again and suppressed the words that had already reached his lips.

Only Dolu couldn't help but whisper.

"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'm going to convince you that accepting our placement is not a bad thing."

As he spoke, Chu Guang took out a map and drew a circle in the northern part of Linghu Lake and Yumu District, enclosing a large area of ​​land.

"It is ten kilometers from the north of Linghu Lake to Yumu District, with an usable land area of ​​more than 100,000 acres. I have visited this area before. It is rich in fresh water resources and fertile soil. It is a good place for farming. . Although there are mutant jackals, mutant hyenas and even split-claw crabs and other alien activities, the problem is not big. Our patrol team will solve these troubles for you."

"I hope you can move to the Changjiu Farm, where the garrison and walls can ensure your safety to the greatest extent. I will give you some land for farming next year. In addition, in the Elm District The forest farm will also be open to you, which is a natural hunting ground and is currently one of our main sources of meat."

"Your property is all your own, and we will not do anything to dispose of it. 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 still If you have any questions, you can ask 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 came up with the rhetoric he had already thought of.

"Vault 404 advocates equality. We advocate the employment system and prohibit anyone from enslaving others in any form. Of course, we will not require you to give up your ownership of slaves without compensation. You can voluntarily release them or sell them Give it to us. Here, a young man aged 16 to 35 can exchange for 5 acres of cultivated land, and the rest will be counted as 3 acres of land."

"They will be incorporated into the pioneer team as semi-free people, accept the transformation of their minds through labor together with our captives, and reintegrate into our society as free people after a period of time."

It is unrealistic to expect these wastelanders to understand the benefits of the employment system and consciously free slaves. They do not have that ideological awareness, and the wasteland does not have this realistic basis.

Exchanging heads for fields is a good idea.

This is the method Chu Guang summed up from practice when dealing with the refugee problem.

Although some slave-holding refugees resisted handing over their slaves and would rather kill them than let them go, when they learned that the slaves could be exchanged for land, they immediately handed them over with joy. The rope tied around the slave's neck.

With land, they can settle down, and by settling down, they can get rid of their status 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. Setting aside a little wasteland will not be a problem at all, but it can reduce his workload.

After the refugees have land, they will immediately change from time bombs that endanger order to shields that maintain order.

Of course, when the land issue was mentioned, Chu Guang did not take the initiative to discuss the "tax" issue.

Now is the early stage of starting a business. He needs people to make the cake bigger. There is no point in charging one or two pitiful silver coins. Anyway, the money they have is distributed by themselves. It is better to let it flow in the market. Promote economic development.

When the Jiujiu Farm developed, the wasteland outside the farm became saturated with development, and the originally worthless land became valuable, it was natural to collect taxes.

After listening to Chu Guang’s answer, Brown made a calculation in his mind.

The slaves themselves are not valuable, and in winter they are even completely negative assets. If they don’t want to freeze to death and starve to death, they have to spend food and fuel to support them.

He has more than 20 serfs in his hands. If they were all exchanged for land, they could be exchanged for more than 60 acres.

This amount of arable land may be less than the land he has now, but the manager's attitude towards the land 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 could buy some more land from the manager, he might be able to own a larger farm than before.

Of course, there are risks involved.

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

Brown weighed it in his mind.

At this time, the night owl from Highway Town asked.

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

Chu Guang replied.

"Guns are prohibited inside the settlements, and there are no restrictions outside the settlements. Private armed forces who stay within our jurisdiction for a long time need to register, and their business and management projects must comply with our laws. There are no other restrictions."

None of the survivors here spoke.

Although these conditions may sound harsh, at least they can survive.

Seeing that no one was talking, Chu Guang continued.

"If there are no other questions, then the above are all the things that need to be paid attention to in the relocation work."

"We will provide you with a resident manual later, which contains all the things you need to pay attention to in our gathering places. You can understand it as our law."

"In addition, I hope that the relocation work can start as soon as possible. According to the information sent by our reconnaissance team from the front line, reinforcements from the Bone Chewing Tribe have arrived in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City and are now raging about 16 kilometers northeast of us. , it’s hard to say whether they will do something irrational.”

Noticing that the faces of several survivors changed slightly and became restless, Chu Guang paused and continued.

"I'm not sure if any of you live around there. If so, it would be best to notify them to evacuate as soon as possible——"

Before he could finish his words, there were sudden rapid footsteps outside the living room.

There was a knock on the door.

After receiving permission, a guard quickly walked into the room, gave Chu Guang a military salute, and reported seriously.

"Master Manager, according to the news from Jiujiu 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 hell?

Has my crow’s mouth been opened? !

With an ominous premonition in his heart, Chu Guang said immediately.

"Can you confirm the specific location?"

"Our captain Wrench has sent people there to check the situation. We can only speculate on the approximate location..."

Under 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 pen.

Looking at the circled position, Ye Xiao, who was closest to the map, was slightly startled and blurted out subconsciously.

"Winter Willow Camp?"

This is the first time Chu Guang heard this word.

However, judging from the reactions of other survivors around them, 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.

That person's presence was very low. From the beginning of the relocation meeting to now, he has not said a word in the whole process.

The sudden bad news caused his face to lose all color, and it was as white as the snow on the ground outside the door. His lips trembled uncontrollably, and his dilated pupils were full of 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 is not very deep are okay. If you slide it with your feet, you can barely ride it. If you encounter the kind of snow where even the wheels are buried, you can only get down and push.

"If bicycles are useless in this **** weather, why not give us some sleds!" Ye Shi couldn't help but complain as he pedaled hard.

Fengfeng, who was sitting in the back seat, looked at the VM screen and asked casually.

"Can you ski?"

"No! But I can learn!"

Fang Chang, who was sitting behind the quitter, was also brushing the VM and casually added: "I'm quite good at it. It's a bit difficult to skate on this terrain, unless you have two huskies running in front."

Ye Shi glanced at him.

"Damn, you know how to do everything?"

Fang Chang thought for a while and said.

"emmm...maybe it's because I'm too busy?"

The north wind howls.

The blowing makes people unconscious.

I couldn't help but yawned, and Ye Shi muttered something softly.

"This game is too real... the game characters will even get sleepy."

Bang Feng, who was sitting behind, nodded.

"Well, it is indeed outrageous. I already have fatigue debuff here, but the 5% debuff effect is not obvious... Wait, it seems that a new mission has been triggered."

As soon as he heard that there was a new mission, Ye Shi, who had been listless a second ago, suddenly became energetic.

"What mission?!"

Fang Chang, who was also staring at the VM screen, also followed suit.

"I have also received...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 reinforcements to arrive."

Dongliu Camp?

What the **** is that place?

Drag the map with your long index finger and find a green tent icon on the map.

The icon is located in a forest that no player has explored, so they know nothing about what's going on 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 birds do not poop.

Bangfeng touched the bridge of his nose and said calmly: "...To add, the number of enemy units is unknown. It is best to be prepared to encounter elite monsters or even trigger a BOSS battle. But fortunately, the battlefield is in the forest, so it is ours Half a home court."

The smoking cessation brother who was pedaling a bicycle was completely speechless and shouted breathlessly.

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

After staring at the VM screen and thinking for a moment, Fang Chang said.

"No need, just go in the current direction. I will tell you in advance where you need to turn right ahead... Tsk, this mission actually has a time limit."

It is surrounded by woods and the terrain is undulating. It is difficult to find a suitable sniper point. The terrain on the west side is relatively high, but it will take some time to get around there.

Fang Chang already had a rough plan in mind.

Bang Feng patted Ye Shi on the shoulder and urged him.

"The mission will fail after 30 minutes. Please pedal faster and learn to quit smoking."

Ye Shi cursed.

"Gan! I'm from the perception system, how can I compare with the physical system?!"

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

"It would be great if the motorcycle could be repaired."

Think about it carefully, the road conditions in the wasteland are difficult for four-wheeled vehicles, but a two-wheeled motorcycle is simply an artifact! It can also be used as a sled boat in winter.

The only pity is that the difficulty of the engine is a bit high.

I hope Brother Wusuo and Brother Levin from Factory No. 81 can give me some help!

"There's so much smoke ahead!" Quit smoking suddenly yelled, "Do you want to turn a corner?"

"My eyes can see, please speak softly!"

Fang Chang couldn't help but complain and took off the compound bow from his back.

While he was talking, gunshots were faintly heard in the distance. The distance was not very far, just in the forest ahead.

Fang Chang made a prompt decision and said.

"Stop."

"Bang Feng and Ye Shi go to the west slope, quit smoking and follow me, turn off the insurance, and remember not to have a fire!"

"We will meet the enemy within 700 meters, and we will walk the rest of the way!"