Tomorrow's Ark, the journey of hardcore and ruthless people

Comand suddenly remembered the sentence "There is already a transparent thick wall between us": "I can't agree with this. Look over there."

Kelsey cast her eyes and saw...

An old man eating at a low table and a small bench?

"It's not as simple as it sounds to call people on the northwest tundra to relocate to work in the large new villages of 'Jicun Bingzhai'."

Talula said: "I have personally been responsible for the relocation and resettlement of two villager groups. These two villager groups live together in the same natural village, which is one of the poorest natural villages with the worst conditions in the Northwest Tundra. The relocation work involves less than 200 villagers. One of our main tasks is to do ideological work. In addition to preaching policies, another important part of ideological work is mobilization and relocation. To be honest, mobilization and relocation are far more than we imagined Much more difficult."

Kelsey asked: "Where are the difficulties? They are the poorest villagers on the northwest tundra. Shouldn't they be flocking to the villages and towns I saw before?"

Tallula frowned: "So... I am very dissatisfied with your comments. In fact, it is very complicated to persuade the villagers to accept the relocation. The villagers generally have a certain resistance to relocation, and most of their resistance is It’s not dissatisfaction with the resettlement policy and compensation, but a rustic rural situation, or a problem of living habits.”

Kelsey showed a puzzled expression for the first time: "Can you give an example?"

Comand's expression was dumbfounding: "That old man is."

"Ok?"

Talula sighed: "That's a widowed old man. After he moved, he was arranged to eat in the nearest institution cafeteria. No, the cafeteria is all square tables like this. He can't eat, so he said he All his life he has been eating with wooden bowls on small benches and low tables, but now he suddenly sits on chairs and high tables with iron plates in the office cafeteria, and eats with 'high officials' around him, so he can't eat! "

Kelsey: ? ? ?

Ulyanov suppressed a smile: "The solution was that a villager brought a small table and a small bench from home, and the cafeteria prepared a few wooden bowls and plates for him, which solved his problem of eating. "

Kelsey: "..."

Zhugashvili continued: "There are countless such examples. For example, traditional rural life is highly de-monetized, and farmers rely on growing their own vegetable supply. The original idea for vegetable greenhouses in villages and towns was to be owned by village collective cooperatives, with dedicated personnel Planting and internal management, but the initial response to the experiment was very poor. Farmers believed that vegetables were grown on the ground and were cost-free. Currency was used to exchange for salt, agricultural tools and other indispensable products or industrial products, and was used to purchase original products. Vegetables that do not require monetary payment are a 'loss' for them. So now the vegetable greenhouses have become public vegetable plots maintained by cooperatives. There are too many conflicts between old ideas and new life. But they haven't even moved in yet It’s in the mobile city!”

Ulyanov nodded slightly: "Ma'am, there are still many such various problems in village and town work, and the specific manifestations are different. We only know one thing: the problems will continue to flow, and they will never be completely solved and solved once and for all."

Kelsey nodded slightly: "It's hard to think of such a problem out of thin air... Sorry, I offended your efforts. But I still want to ask, how much benefit can be brought by solving these things?"

Command did not hesitate: "Unprecedented in the history of Terra, it can squeeze out almost all of its stock, and its mobilization ability is beyond anyone's imagination. It is not the Ursus Empire, which can only exist by plundering, without the war bonus. Immediately hit the master."

"You used a bunch of adjectives with 'absolute' attributes again. I can't believe this description——"

Kelsey's voice was drowned out by the sudden siren.

"Level [-] mobilization!" Comand jumped up, "All enter the second level of combat readiness!"

The people in the cafeteria who were working hard to eat jumped up, and the cafeteria was blown out of the cafeteria like a whirlwind, leaving only the messy tables and plates—but it was busy but not chaotic.Kelsey even saw someone guide those lonely old people out.

"Let's go to the command center!" Comand turned back and said to the central executive committee members, and then turned to Kelsey, "Ma'am, as long as you don't interfere with the normal command, I allow you to watch."

**

Integrating the area of ​​sports management can step from a prehistoric wilderness to a well-off rural area, and then from a well-off rural area to a science fiction work.

The four-story building with a pure cement gray exterior looks ordinary, and it is still ordinary once you enter the door: white walls and ceilings, light green dado, clean and tidy.That's all I can say.

But when people walked quickly into the command room through the security doors guarded by human alliance combat infantry and even space warriors wearing power armor, the situation turned upside down.

The space here is not small, but there are not many people. The department chiefs, staff officers, officers, assistants and operators of the 113th Division Terra planetary garrison headquarters are distributed around and in the corners of the command room.At the comprehensive command podium in the center of the room, several human union commanders and space fighter commanders are looking at the twelve large and small holographic projection interfaces around them and the large, two small and three physical screens in front of them.

Many of these are routine reports from various departments, which are updated synchronously with the display screens of the surrounding consoles, and are handled by the head of the department.For the decision-makers of Comand and the Integration Movement, the only thing that is really useful is the central display screen, on which the entire battle map is presented, with various dense contour lines and colorful military icons, depicting all the details of the combat area .

Comand and Bozhuo Kasi, who are mainly responsible for the military direction in the executive committee, walked to them and scanned the battlefield:

"Eight minutes ago, the long-range unmanned reconnaissance aircraft discovered that the land fleet of the Ursus Empire crossed our actual control line and entered our actual control area... Five small ships? Reconnaissance force? What do you think?"

Hangou turned around: "The situation is not right. Look at the aerial images."

"They're fighting!" said Bodrocasti. "I'm afraid the crew is in rebellion!"

"Our underground front in the imperial army has not developed to organize a sailor uprising." Comand shook his head slightly, "Unexpected things. The enemy's configuration?"

Major of the Artillery Corps of the Marine Corps of the People's Republic of China, and a group of travelers codenamed "Four Masters of Less Lives" replied: "One patrol ship, three destroyers, and one light cruiser. After the drone image recognition, it was confirmed that they all belonged to Uzbekistan. The Land Fleet of the Fourth Army of the Sass Empire. But the lead, no, the fleeing patrol ship raised the red flag and was engaged in a firefight with the destroyers and cruisers that pursued."

"Are you really fighting?" Bodrokas asked in a low voice.

Hangou replied: "It must be a real fight. Both sides have suffered hull trauma and casualties. The patrol ship is at large, and the destroyer and light cruiser want to force the gang to stop."

The communications staff officer raised his head from his screen: "Report, the enemy patrol ship is sending messages on the public channel!"

"What about the content?"

The Usasi language jumped out on one of the projection screens of the comprehensive podium, and Kelsey looked at the above sentence:

"Where is the integration movement?"

Command laughed dryly: "He called for help by name."

"I think it's necessary to intervene," said Bojocasti.

"I agree. After all, they will encounter our town in two hours." Comand said, pointing his fingers, "But what is the current integration movement doing against land ships? Simple infantry can't do it, even shield guards The array can't deal with the smallest land ship, not to mention that only the shield guards and snow monsters can deploy the infantry of the integrated movement, and the five regiments of the regular infantry have no combat effectiveness; ..."

The fourth master sighed: "Life is not easy... Napoleon's artillery has to be proficient in high school mathematics and some calculus! Artillery students who integrate sports, I teach trigonometric functions, and I have to start with the basic theorem of triangles; People still don’t know what an angle is; when talking about angles, some people don’t know how to multiply and add! Can they become qualified artillery? Just wait until the year of the monkey!”

"What kind of place do you think this is? The northwest tundra!" Command shook his head. "The level of education here is, well, nine out of ten are blind, and the remaining one can just write his own name. Your students are the Total Integration Movement A group of people with the highest average level of education... I think the current armed forces of the integrated movement cannot solve this problem on their own."

The central executive members of the integration movement who were in attendance did not speak.

Comand took a deep breath and smiled instead.The traversers, who are the commanders of the People's Federation, also showed bright and scary smiles one by one.

"The decision committee of the division has authorized us to take action." Hangou said: "I..."

"Stop, you are indispensable for jumping, but it's not time to directly throw a company on it, and it's not time to expose the gunboats of the Thunderhawk Stormbird." Comand replied, "We still rely on our technical arms to paralyze ships. A space warrior squad Give our elite infantry all the money."

Fourth master is an artillery soldier, so he smiled happily: "Oh, the group leader is really a good person!"

Comand frowned: "It's almost done, and you can lose your artillery... There is no pre-set position for land-ships, so it's not that simple. It needs to be closely coordinated with the ground artillery and armored forces, and it may not be able to use aviation. Hey, congratulations." Is Derian not here yet?"

"This guy has just brought his own troops down to the ground, and he will take people to make adaptive adjustments for the tank as soon as possible." Hangou replied, "It should be finished now."

"Hey, if only our tanks were under control..."

Before Comand finished speaking, there were loud footsteps at the gate.

He was holding a tank work helmet with a transparent mask in his hand, and he was wearing an armored one-piece combat uniform on his body, and even had a supporting operating device for the vehicle operating system on his arm.The visitors walked carelessly towards the central executive committee members of the integration movement, without any intention of detouring.Everyone had no choice but to retreat to the two sides to make way.

The light source of the integrated podium illuminated the low-visibility lieutenant colonel's rank insignia, making this arrogant guy look like a savior, destined to fulfill Comand.

"How about the new Ferrus-Manus battle tank?" Comand said without looking back.

"Compared to Leman Russ or even the Emperor's Baneblade, it's completely new." The armored soldier replied calmly.

Comand suddenly turned around: "Very good. Comrade He Fan, in this emergency, the important task of paralyzing the enemy's land liner will be handed over to your tank company!"

PS: I have all the dragons about the tank soldiers arranged by a certain wild wolverine, Company Commander He in "The Will of the Nation" ()

New tanks, let's paint with this brainstorming style

Chapter 14 Battleship Potemkin

The mobile city of Murmansk in the northern part of the Ursas Empire is the main station of the Fourth Army's Land Fleet.

The Ursus Empire is indeed a centralized feudal empire. However, the poor transportation and communication environment of Terra and the weak control under the feudal system make the Ursas Empire, one of the "models of centralization", also appear to be quite loose.The major group armies are not so much "military regions" as they are actually closer to "Jiedushi"; as for the fiefdoms of nobles, it is even more difficult for the emperor to intervene.

In this political environment, the Ursus Empire army naturally became the private property of the nobles or the military leaders or the noble military leaders-and you are naturally aware of the problems with this kind of army.

Just like it is now.

Artyom Korchagin, the captain of the patrol ship "Potemkin", was standing on the observation deck outside the bridge, looking unhappily at the scene in the mobile city's military dry port.

It seems to be watching the mountains with layers of obstacles, and each mountain range is a land battleship parked.Most of the Land Fleet of the Fourth Army is moored here, and the steel mountains are quietly sleeping.After a while, deafening roars and soaring smoke faintly appeared from outside the military port. It was a patrol ship entering the port. When it slowed down, its giant crawler warehouse and Originium power furnace would be very loud.

In the past, Artyom never got tired of looking at this magnificent landscape.For serf children who were supposed to live in stone walls all their lives and never leave the master's territory until they died, being a land-ship crew member was like a pie from the sky; As a military officer, luck can only be described by the amount of smoke from the ancestral graves like a burnt smoke bomb.

But now, the situation is different.

On patrol ships, which are indispensable but not worth mentioning, all the sailors and most of the officers are civilians like him without titles.They are always separated by a "transparent thick wall" with every noble captain who was transferred to the capital ship or even no longer boarded the ship to sit in the office just to get some seniority.In all fairness, the current captain can still be considered a good man. He is just the son of a wealthy businessman and a civil servant who spent money to buy a military rank. He just wants to retire with a good-looking title in peace. Yu Ding even learned to punish soldiers physically from his father, an officer.

But the entire patrol ship has turned into a boiler about to explode.

The salary has not been paid for three consecutive months, so when a sailor's family in the sailing team forced his sister to sell herself as a prostitute because of poverty, all the brothers on the ship turned their pockets over, and there was not enough money to redeem themselves;

Two batches of protective equipment that should be issued according to regulations were missed in two consecutive batches, and gunners and engineers developed symptoms of Originium infection one after another;

There are rumors in the fleet that the military police are coming to clean up the "evil thoughts" spreading in the fleet.

The captain hadn't boarded the ship on the eve of his routine patrol in port, and he was honestly not very competent.But it saved his life.

Just now, the sailor's mess hall brought the pre-sail dinner.According to the usual practice, this meal will be very rich according to the standard of the fleet's food that makes the infantry drool...

But the sailors just looked at each other around the soup pot, hesitating.

A smell like boiled dung is echoing in the cafeteria.

Someone overturned the soup pot.People looked at the oily pool of vegetable soup on the ground, and around the stinky pieces of meat that looked like coagulated blood lay white "little fingers" with distinct body parts.

"One, two, three, four..." For some reason, a sailor counted in a low voice.

Another smell wafted in from outside the soldiers' cafeteria - everyone's noses are always very sensitive when they are hungry, and they just smelled what the officers and their dogs were eating.

The aroma of butter, the freshness of grilled chicken, and of course fresh white bread.

After a short discussion, there were short and intense quarrels and the muffled sound of hard objects hitting the skull at the door of the ship's light weapons depot.After a while, several gunshots rang out in the cabin.

Armed sailors occupied every corner of the ship and detained the original commanders.Before Artyom could react, he became the supreme commander of the entire ship.

He looked at the navigation map with a wry smile—pointing to the northwest tundra, the most desolate and remote area in Ursus, and the weakest area under the empire's rule, where there is a legend that there is a resistance movement.

There is no other choice.

Facing the light signal from the Port Control Office asking why the "Potemkin" left the berth without authorization, the patrol ship Potemkin did not answer, and at the same time lowered the flag of the Ursus Empire and the imperial army flag on the mast, slowing down. A red flag was slowly raised.

Artyom turned back and walked back to the bridge, shouting to the new chief navigator standing by the clock: "Potemkin, four forward!"

The patrol ship, accelerating at full speed, rushed straight out of the port, leaving the urgent alarm behind.

**

The Ursus Empire army, and even all the regular armed forces on this land, showed very strange combat forms in the war.

Even with a large number of ultra-heavy ground tracked mobile vehicles (referring to land vehicles and mobile urban blocks), small motor vehicles also have a sense of presence in the civilian and military fields.But on the battlefield of large-scale all-out war, it is land ships, armored vehicles and even huge biped humanoid robots that cover a large number of foot infantry entering the battlefield, and the infantry with two feet on the ground is the main force of the war.

There are deep and complex reasons for this.

Land ships are extremely restricted by the terrain. When driving in complex terrain, they suffer from serious wear and tear and frequent failures.Even on the plains where fleet warfare can be effectively launched, land ships are facing an embarrassing situation: high cost and insufficient quantity.

Wait, even mobile cities can be mass-produced, so much smaller ground vehicles can't make dumplings?

The reason is simple: Terra civilization has not really mastered the technology of making mobile cities.The source of the mobile city blocks is either the excavation of the remains of prehistoric civilization, or the fully automatic production factory that everyone knows but does not know why.

The front is easy to understand, but the latter needs more explanation: the system used by Terra civilization to create new mobile cities, on the contrary, there is no deep participation of Terra people themselves.They only provide raw materials for "experts" and inefficient crowds of people who can barely select options to flip a switch.In addition, all complex and difficult production processes that condense the highest achievements of the entire civilized manufacturing industry are the responsibility of the automated production factories of the former civilization.