Chapter 474 Clones are of course human, so they can be used to win twice

   "... these guys, they don't think of me when they're having fun, and they always think of me when there's trouble. I'm not your nanny!"

  Heart of Steel, Captain's Room.

  Looking at the report on "how to deal with clone soldiers" submitted by the edge paddle, Chu Guang, who was sitting at the desk, couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

  Whether it is the world before the time travel or the world after the time travel, there is no precedent in history for the establishment to capture the mentally retarded.

  According to the general practice of survivor settlements, it must have been buried.

   But the alliance is obviously impossible to do.

  A disciplined organization must act according to the rules. The correct way of thinking should be to formulate a set of rules and implement them in accordance with the established rules in the future.

  Chu Guang originally wanted to ask Xiao Qi for his opinion, but Xiao Qi paid attention to something strange.

   "Huh? Master wants to have fun?" There was a hint of surprise in that voice, but there was also some reasonable understanding in it.

   Almost choking on saliva, Chu Guang coughed and said.

   "I'm just giving you an example... Don't focus on these strange places. If you have this computing power, why don't you give me an idea."

  Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the table, dragged her chin with her hands, making a thoughtful expression.

   "Well... Xiaoqi doesn't know either, there is no precedent for reference in the database, but... does the master think they are human?"

   "That's right, although it's mentally retarded." Chu Guang said casually.

  Xiao Qi continued to ask.

   "Then how do you generally deal with the mentally handicapped alliance?"

   "It is classified as the same as disability, and the refugee home is responsible for resettlement, or arranges a designated guardian..." When he said this, Chu Guang's eyes lit up slightly.

yes.

   Just find someone to take care of these guys.

   After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang said.

  “…the clone captives are under the guardianship and discipline of the former direct supervisor, and work in teams of ten in the prisoner-of-war camp. If one person violates the commandments, the whole team will be punished together. If the labor task is not completed, the captain will take the main responsibility.”

  It is equivalent to removing the original ten-man team from the positions of deputy commander, flag bearer, horn-bearer, etc., and let the commander take care of these mentally defective and violent clone prisoners of war.

  Alliance prisoner-of-war sentences basically start at ten years.

Unless the Legion intends to redeem them, most clone troopers will not survive the day they are released from prison. In this way, there is no need to worry about how to deal with the impact of these special groups on the alliance society and the social problems caused by it .

  Chu Guang spent ten minutes dictating to Xiao Qi to add some details, including preventing the chief of ten from intentionally killing those oil bottles to get rid of responsibility, including supplementing the loopholes in the specific terms, etc.

  Properly used, these clone troopers can make a good workforce whether in the fields or the mines.

  Although these clones cannot do too complicated work, simple and repetitive physical labor should not be a big problem.

  As for the standard of living, let's set it at "difficult survival" like other prisoners of war.

   "Xiao Qi, have you written it down?"

  Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the desk, nodded her head in admiration.

   "Yeah! I remember everything!"

  The corner of Chu Guang's mouth curled into a smile, and he leaned back on the office chair and stretched.

  Although today's work has only started for ten minutes, I still worked **** myself.

   There are no new changes in the frontline warfare, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

   Just when Chu Guang was thinking about whether to put on two old towels to relax, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the desk, suddenly raised his head as if he had received a signal.

   "Oh, master, there is new news from the foreign affairs department, it's about the company."

  As soon as he heard the news from the company, Chu Guang became nervous subconsciously.

  The reason why he ran to the front line was largely to avoid the representatives of the enterprise.

  Old friends on the east coast are only happy when they give money, but they are really boring in other things.

  The Supreme Council has made a resolution to support the alliance, but it still hasn't approved the "Killer Whale" transport plane to go to the front line.

Another example, before everyone agreed to drive out the Legion without leaving the Luoxia Province to avoid future troubles. It was only halfway through the battle and finally gained a little advantage. The council began to discuss whether to use prisoners of war and the Legion to start a war. A ceasefire was negotiated.

   Of course this can be discussed.

  What is just a means, what is the goal, these most basic questions Chu Guang still knows.

  The development of the alliance must be completed through farming, industry, and infrastructure. War can be regarded as a catalyst at best, and peace is the long-term solution.

   Even so, the timing of the negotiations should be to completely weaken the ambitions and capabilities of the "Eastern Expansion Faction" after the Legion's strategic deployment in Luoxia Province has been disabled.

   If possible, Chu Guang really hopes that his old friends on the east coast can just send money.

"What did he say?"

   "He said that the reporter of "Zhi Yuan Bao" wanted to interview General Softt."

  Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone softened.

   "Isn't McClenn enough?"

  Xiao Qi: "Well...Xiao Qi thinks it might be because the previous interview with General McLennan was too effective, so they want to interview a few more generals."

  Chu Guang froze for a moment.

"protrude?"

  Xiao Qi imitated Chu Guang's usual gestures, stretched out his index finger and swiped in the air, and a picture soon appeared above the holographic computer pen.

   This is the news broadcast in Ideal City.

  Collected by Fang Chang.

  General McClenn in the camera clenched his fists, his face was ashen, and his face was full of righteous indignation.

"...I repeat, I didn't lose to the Alliance! I lost to the despicable corporation! If it weren't for the corporation's support to the Alliance, I would never have lost the battle in the River Valley Province! The battle in the southern part of the Sunset Province Less likely!"

  Compared to the righteous indignation of General McLennan, the reporter sitting opposite him had a happy expression on his face, but he still bit his upper and lower lips to pretend to be serious.

  After McLennan finished speaking, the reporter couldn't wait to continue asking questions.

"So you think that you actually lost to the company? But we don't think so. Whether it was the battle in the River Valley Province or the battle in the southern part of the Luoxia Province, it was all due to the hard work of the survivors who were oppressed by the legion. The struggle was finally won—”

"Nonsense!" McLenne stared at the reporter with rounded eyes, "When did we oppress the local survivors! We haven't even been to the No. 4 oasis! A heroic battle? A joke! Are those tanks theirs? Made it yourself?"

  Reporter: "Uh, really... Although we also provided some parts, such as the No. 60 electromagnetic gun."

"It's that **** railgun! Without that, the Alliance would never be able to penetrate the armor of the Conqueror 10! And that flapper, without that, I would never lose to a group of horsemen fighting Indigenous people! They can only hide behind others and play tricks, if we have the ability, let's start a battle and do it upright!"

  Maclun said cursingly.

  However, he didn't notice that the angrier he was, the happier the reporter friend sitting opposite him was.

  Especially after seeing him break the defense, the reporter even cut himself out of the shot, and put him in the center of the screen, letting him tell his story louder.

   The interview came to an end soon.

   Having obtained all the desired materials, the reporter made a finale for this time.

"Thank you for your cooperation in accepting today's interview... But I think you have to thank the company. If it weren't for the pressure of the Supreme Council, you might have died in the coal mine of the alliance or been hanged on the gallows. "

  Maclun said with a stiff face.

   "Dream!"

  A soldier can be killed but not humiliated.

   Let him say thank you to the enemy, he would rather die!

  The reporter didn't care about his offense to the company at all. Instead, he took a close-up of his stiff facial expression, and the interview ended here.

  Looking at the face-saving McCollen in the camera, Chu Guang froze for a moment, and then showed a dumbfounding expression.

   Good guy.

   No wonder the company's reporters want to interview more generals.

   None of the officers who were beaten badly by the alliance admitted that they lost to the alliance, and they all said that they only lost to the logistics of pulling the hips, and lost to the equipment of the enterprise.

  Even if they know in their hearts that one or two pieces of equipment cannot change the outcome of the war, it is better to admit that losing to a company due to lack of preparation is better than losing to a group of "natives" in their eyes.

  At least both of them are the orthodox successors of Renlian.

  The enterprise seems to have become the last fig leaf for surrendering officers.

  The reporter in the camera also obviously took advantage of this, consciously inducing and even stimulating McClenn, asking him to answer in the desired direction.

  Chu Guang tried to empathize. For the residents of Ideal City, this kind of interview is really hard not to make people feel happy.

   During this period of time, the topic of the battle situation on the front line must have been quite popular on the Dianyun of Ideal City.

  Chu Guang thought for less than two minutes before opening his mouth.

   "Okay, let the reporter of "Zhi Yuan Bao" go."

   There is no harm in making the residents of the neighbors happy, at least it will make the council's proposal of "quieting peace" lose the basis of public opinion.

  Looking at the interview video in the holographic window, Chu Guang's heart suddenly moved, and he continued to talk to Xiao Qi who nodded to indicate acceptance.

   "Arrange the interview location near Height 330, and let them interview those clone soldiers by the way... Don't ask them to do anything deliberately, just let them see the mentally retarded group."

  Life goes by eight times faster.

   Really evil technology!

  The group of mentally handicapped people who know nothing but eating, drinking, and fighting must be enough to arouse the sympathy of the residents of Ideal City.

  The generous and selfless alliance can resettle these "poor people" brought in by the war for them, and satisfy their sympathy that has nowhere to rest.

  As long as they are willing to pay a credit that is not very expensive.

  In this way, those clone soldiers can not only become the labor force for the Alliance to build the wasteland, but also help the Alliance get a resettlement subsidy from the enterprise.

   Equivalent to winning twice.

  The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his idea was absolutely perfect. Chu Guang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, shook his head with a smile and said.

   "This dog's plan is too inappropriate."

  …

   Frontline.

   After resting for a while at the No. 330 Heights, the Skeleton Corps continued to set off under the leadership of Mole.

   Marshal Yade of the Honey Badger Kingdom stayed behind with the Restoration Army and fifty captured Conqueror series tanks, preparing to cooperate with the Death Corps to recover the entire territory of No. 3 Oasis.

   During the two days waiting for the arrival of the rear truck, the Death Corps stationed on Height 330 captured nearly four thousand-man teams, totaling more than 5,000 prisoners.

  Most of them are clone soldiers, and a small part are officers promoted by the Willant people and the retinue army.

  In order to manage these prisoners of war, the Alliance had to deploy a team of thousands of people from the Army of the Lion Kingdom, and temporarily held these prisoners of war in a mountain depression.

  In addition to a large number of captives surrendering, herdsmen in nearby villages and settlements also approached cautiously.

  Before the legion recruited a large number of young and middle-aged laborers from the local area, forcing them to go to the front line to build fortifications.

   Now the legion is defeated.

  Some of them came to find relatives, some came to seek revenge, and some came purely to watch jokes or join in the fun.

   Didn't wait for the fellow villagers who ate pots of milk, but they got a group of troubles.

   Really couldn't understand their dialect-speaking people's language, so they could only throw them to Marshal Yard of the Honey Badger Kingdom with a headache.

   Seeing His Royal Highness appearing in front of him, hundreds of herdsmen gathered around the gate of the camp suddenly fell to their knees.

  Looking at Yard's weather-beaten face, tears of excitement filled the eyes of the leading old man.

   "Your Highness, you... are finally back!"

  Looking at the trembling old man in front of him, Yade helped him up who was kneeling on the ground with a trace of guilt written on his face.

   "It made you suffer."

  The old man carefully glanced at the soldiers standing at the gate of the camp and asked.

   "Those people are..."

  Yard said with a smile.

   "They are members of the alliance and our friends!"

  Hearing this sentence, the herdsmen around whispered, and the old man showed a dazed expression on his face, but soon worried again.

   "The alliance... is the alliance in the south of the valley province?"

  Yard nodded.

   "Well, they helped us in times of crisis, and it's thanks to their help that we're able to come back here."

  The old man glanced at those people worriedly, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke in a low voice.

   "It is not a good idea to let outsiders interfere in the desert. The spirit of the sand sea taught us to be alert to threats from outside...it will lead to disaster."

  Yard explained patiently.

   "But things have already happened. The Falcon Kingdom first defected to the Legion and invaded our country with the support of the Legion. We can't defeat them with our strength alone... We can only seek help from outside the desert."

  The old man asked in a low voice.

   "But what if the alliance becomes the next legion? They are already strong enough, who can guarantee that they won't be like the legion, forcing us to do things we don't want to do."

"The Army of the Union is a disciplined force, they don't do this, their administrators assured me. And, from what I've seen firsthand in the Lion Kingdom, they do spread order and help the natives To rebuild our home...and that's what we need most in this time of chaos."

  Yard put his hand on the old man's shoulder, looked at the wrinkled face seriously, and said sincerely.

"Please trust me."

  …

   While Yade was calming the emotions of the local people, in the center of the camp not far away, a "Killer Whale" transport plane slowly stopped in the open space.

  A man who was incompatible with the atmosphere of the battlefield and the wasteland, whether it was his clothes or his style of painting, jumped out of the cabin first.

   An interview drone floated behind him, and as soon as it landed, he pulled people to ask excitedly.

   "Where is Soft? Where is the general you captured?"

  The little player who was caught was stunned on the spot, staring at this guy in bewilderment.

"Who are you?"

   The players next to him surrounded him curiously, looking at this strange NPC.

  Seeing the confused expression on the face of the soldier in front of him, the man suddenly slapped his head, smiled embarrassedly, and hurriedly took out a business card and handed it out.

   "Wu Kai'an! A reporter from "Zhiyuanbao"! I heard that there is another good news from the front line. I came here from Ideal City, and I want to interview your opponent..."

   Good guy!

  A reporter from Ideal City? !

  Looking at the translation on the VM screen, the player's eyes lit up, he raised his head and said with a smile.

   "A group of defeated generals, interviewing them has a lot of meaning, why not interview me."

   Didn't understand what he said, Wu Kai'an was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously.

   "Uh, are you?"

"I am an outlaw lunatic! Serving in the Death Corps, the strength department, good at shotguns, but unfortunately our regiment leader didn't give it a chance at all...Damn it, just think about it! I pedaled three rounds a day, and the wheels all stepped on It's smoking, and it's over without even seeing the enemy's shadow!"

  The player chattered on and on, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

  However, Wu Kai'an was dumbfounded.

   There are ten sentences in the "dialect" that he doesn't understand in these three sentences. He didn't understand a single word from the first sentence.

  Finally, he waited for the man to finish speaking before he asked in a low voice.

   "What does fa.wai.kuang.tu mean?"

"that is-"

   "Cough."

   Coughing and interrupting the newcomer player, Lao Bai, who came to pick up the plane not far away, reached out and took the business card from the reporter, and said while looking at him with a confused face.

   "Are you here to interview General Soft? He was taken to Height 330, seventeen kilometers away. I'll arrange someone to take you there."

  The manager just talked to him on the phone and told him about it.

   Including placing the interview site on Hill 330.

   As he spoke, Lao Bai looked at Bai Daidai who came with him.

   "Please take him there."

   "Okay! Boss." Bai Wei stood up straight and took the order, then looked at the reporter next to him and said with a smile, "Please follow me."

  Finally there was someone who could communicate normally, Wu Kai'an heaved a sigh of relief, nodded with a smile.

"sorry to bother you!"

  Looking at the two people walking away, the extrajudicial lunatic said with dissatisfaction.

   "Damn! Why don't you let me be interviewed."

   "I'm saving you, don't thank me, go back and look through the player's handbook."

  Old Bai took a loving look at this smug Mengxin, leaving him confused, and walked straight to the killer whale transport plane in the center of the camp.

  Looking at the pilot in the cabin, he said hello.

   "Hello, I am the commander of the Burning Legion."

  The chewing gum pilot's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately moved his crossed legs off the console, and opened the small round window under the cabin.

   "The Burning Corps? The Burning Corps?"

  Old Bai smiled embarrassedly.

   "Although I don't know which one you're talking about, the Alliance should be the Burning Corps."

  The pilot said happily.

"I've heard of you for a long time, I've heard of your names before! Recently, the popular "Battle Royale" has your skin... Ah, I almost forgot, you may not know what Battle Royale is .”

  Looking at the pilot talking to himself, Lao Bai was bewildered.

   "Is there anything else?"

"You don't know how popular you guys are over there! Damn it, I should have brought a pen!" The pilot touched the back of his head, smiled and stretched out his right hand out of the small window, "Get to know me, my name is Sun Ze , the pilot of the Aviation Section of the Enterprise Armed Forces Department."

   "Old Bai."

  Old Bai shook hands with him, and after letting go, he coughed lightly and continued.

   "...I will talk about the greetings later, we have an urgent task here and need to use your plane."

   "Understood! Your managers have already greeted us, take the parachuted pilot home, right? Come up directly."

   Withdrawing his right hand from the small window, the pilot gave a thumbs up gesture and gestured to come up, and then continued happily, "How do you plan to go down later? Parachuting?"

  Old Bai coughed.

   "Just descend normally..."

  Why skydive if you can land normally.

  He is not sick.

  But after the pilot heard his answer, he had a disappointed expression on his face, as if he had missed something interesting.

   Pointing his index finger on the VM, Lao Bai quickly summoned Ye Shi, Gale, Quit Smoking and other brothers from the Burning Corps.

   There are a total of twenty people, all of whom are the top combat power of the Burning Corps.

  Counting one piece of power armor, nine sets of Type 6 "Heavy Cavalry" and ten sets of Type 5 "Light Cavalry" exoskeletons, the firepower of twenty of them is comparable to that of a reinforced company.

  In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, the manager asked them to bring the best equipment.

  Looking at the assembled crowd, Lao Bai turned on the speaker of the power armor and said.

   "...There are two messages."

"The bad news is that our ace pilot found a transport plane, and the mission to search for the southern part of the No. 8 oasis was cancelled. The good news is that the plane he picked up was out of battery, and the location was in the northern part of the Golden Lizard Kingdom, so the command arranged a new one. Mission, throw the search and rescue work from the Goblin Corps to us."

"The task is very simple. Follow the enterprise's plane to the north and take a long way to recover Luo Yu and his baby. If the situation permits, by the way, recover the out-of-control 'Eagle'...There are some special research on it Our white-haired NPC lady is very interested in the material, and we will try our best to bring it back for her."

  Glanced at the equipment on these good brothers, stood aside to watch the excitement, paddled water and asked curiously.

   "Is the lineup so luxurious?"

   Several players with high combat power in the Burning Legion are here.

   It’s just going to pick up someone outside the war zone, so it’s not really an exaggeration, is it?

   Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Lao Bai said with a smile.

   "Just in case, who knows what's on the edge of the Wandering Swamp, and Luo Yu said that there seem to be a lot of alien species there."

  Ye Shi hehe said.

   "+1, and you can take a plane and go back to the frontline airport together."

  The Burning Corps is an airborne force, so they naturally have to be on standby at the airport, so that they can quickly support areas where the battle is urgent.

   I heard that the Army of the Lion Kingdom has encountered a few tough nails in the northwest, and they should have a chance to play again soon.

  Compared to hanging up on the truck for two or three days, it is obviously more gaming experience to fly by plane.

   At this time, Lian Dayan, who was on crutches, limped over, looked at everyone and sighed.

   "You can take me away too."

  Ye Shi asked with a hippie smile.

   "What's wrong, isn't the front line fun?"

   Scratching his **** with his right hand, he cursed with his big eyes.

   "It's fun, it's so **** fun!"

  (end of this chapter)