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

The screen freezes.

Comand glanced at the timing window next to him: "Eleven minutes and thirty-two seconds."

He turned to face the silent Central Executive Committee of the Integration Movement and Kelsey: "The problem is solved. Everyone, if the 113th Division wins this land in the future, the most important reason is the advantage of organized violence."

The leaders of the integration movement looked at each other, but Kelsey was the first to speak: "An impressive military operation. I think you have successfully demonstrated your professional ability in this area-at this point, even if you yourself Forget it, and we won't forget it."

"Thank you. But for us, this is just an ordinary action." Comand's tone and demeanor showed no complacency. "Afterwards, the job of reforming the officers, soldiers and prisoners of the uprising will depend on the integration movement itself."

Talula nodded slightly: "Of course. If you can't even do this kind of thing well, then what do you want us to do?"

"And... what do you think? Comrade Bodrocasti?" Commander asked suddenly.

Patriots were silent for a long time as they watched this unprecedented informational battle.When Comand asked a question, he replied: "This kind of war is beyond my cognition. I think, I have to study harder. After all...the disappearance of five land-ships will definitely cause a violent reaction from the Ursus Empire."

People's expressions became grim - the current integration movement and a small number of local forces in the Ursus Empire pretending to be in peace, and maintaining a false balance with the supply of Originium, may be coming to an end.

"It's one thing for the Ursus Empire to belong to the bulk of the eagles; it's another thing to have a political entity that is openly divided and split in its own territory." Comand replied calmly, "A challenge to the integration movement The test has already shown its signs."

PS: I seriously dug out articles related to the Tsarist Russian Navy and looked through the pile of steam engine battleships at the end of the [-]th century. I was dizzy when I saw the "dome armor", "protected cruiser", "ironclad ship" and "pre-dreadnought ship". , and then said that they would find a prototype and sew all the details directly on it.

PS2: I announce that the xylophone of Ma Huateng will be revived temporarily before the end of the TV series Three-Body Problem.I gave Lao Ma a [-]-day relative free card.

Chapter No.17 Brand new knowledge

In the field of civil engineering, there is a very interesting jingle: "Golden Bridge, Silver Road, Grass Building."

This is some explanation for the cost of construction projects.Roads and bridges cost more overall than homes.Because these infrastructure systems are large, they are subject to increased exposure to wind, rain, and long periods of intense use.

On the land of Terra, there are also well-known infrastructure destroyers - natural disasters.Although the northwest tundra has a harsh environment, the lack of natural disasters makes it considered by a considerable number of people as a "okay place to live".

However, it is not easy to build infrastructure here: the prototype of Ursus also has a wasteland with long winters and short summers, which is sparsely populated.The roads here are free from traffic all year round, but people should also be praised: in winter, the soil is frozen and the roadbed has to face severe tests.When it comes to the muddying period after thawing, the subgrade will lose its support again...

It is precisely for these reasons that despite the huge advantage of "basically no natural disasters" in the northwest tundra, and in fact producing the best source stones and wood in the entire Ursus, the Ursus Empire is still unwilling to invest a lot of resources in it. Developing the Northwest Tundra - the cost and technical difficulty are too high!

This new force, however, is different.

The captain of Calm, Andrei Berkonski, was wearing the iconic green military coat of the Integrative Movement, holding a racket and looking at the distant villages and towns.

Although time has slipped into the snow season of the new year-it is meaningless to discuss spring, summer, autumn and winter in the Northwest Tundra.There is only snow or no snow as the only distinguishing criterion, but people under the integration movement have invested in production and construction with great enthusiasm.

Build a modular fast-building house instead of a wooden house, rent an excavator to dig a cellar, build a greenhouse and a glass greenhouse with the agricultural technicians of the People's Federation under the organization of the village committee, go to the collective livestock farm to apply for a breeder, and go to the field to try out the newly purchased steel Making farm tools, brewing moonshine with Chinese cabbage and potatoes...

Thriving and optimistic.Even the cold wind in the northwest tundra could not extinguish their enthusiasm, and "In the Field of Hope" played by the tin tweeter was the background music for their labor.

For the crew of the patrol ship "Potemkin" and the destroyer "Calm", choosing to defect was actually quite accidental.It is not so much because the building is about to collapse to find a way out, it is better to say that it is because of the superposition of various accidents that the brain is eager to take risks.Such a scene eliminated a considerable part of their worries and apprehensions, and they felt lucky to be able to go to such a place.

But for Calm's captain, Andrei Berkonsky, it's worth thinking about.

As a well-educated nobleman, although he doesn't think he is noble, but with his more complete and powerful knowledge system, he can indeed look at problems from a higher perspective than sailors.

The new technology that is completely different from Originium has reached a very high level, but it has never appeared on the land of Terra; the annual output of the village cannot afford the fuel for the excavator to work for a day, but it can be bought with that little rent. Come to serve; this prosperity is caused by foreign investment!

The vigilant Andrei Berkonsky talked less and watched more, quietly observing the most deserted corner of the land.So he cleverly avoided revealing his true thoughts time and time again, leaving the moderators of the conversation feeling helpless.

Following his observation, when studying and discussing the political theories of the integration movement, he showed a high level of enthusiasm and understanding, which made the instructors really feel that they couldn't see through him.The problems were reported layer by layer, so Berkonski saw Comand and Tallulah walking towards them from a distance.

"The army and nobles of the Ursus Empire are quite complicated."

Tallulah put her hands in the pockets of her outer coat, and talked to Commande: "The Ursas nobles in the former emperor's era were almost all military nobles. The great rebellion that was one of the reasons for the patriots' shield guards to break away from the Ursus army , it was these aristocratic generals who were dissatisfied with the suppression of the new emperor. The royalists were mostly young officers of the emerging aristocrats. The emerging aristocrats turned around after the great rebellion, and they were temporarily more united around the emperor than the old aristocratic generals—in After the emperor tacitly allowed them to carve up everything of the old nobles."

Comand nodded: "As always, it's still for resources and power."

"Correct answer!" Tallulah snapped her fingers, "And the Berkonsky family is a typical new aristocrat rising after the Great Rebellion."

"Then let's see who this Andrey who betrayed his class is. Andrey Berkonsky...was he engaged to a girl from the Rostov family?"

Tallulah looked at Command suspiciously: "How do you know that Berkonsky and Rostov are among the largest noble families in Chernobog?"

"A novel," Comander replied. "That doesn't matter. No, someone else is coming."

Belkonski had already replaced the gorgeous officer uniform of the Ursus Empire Land Fleet, and wore the green overcoat most common in the integrated movement control area.Seeing the two "big bosses" of integrated sports approaching, he waved to the passing children: "Hey! Help me put the racket back!"

——Well, due to factors such as equipment, venues, and some unspeakable secrets, when someone mentioned "football" when discussing the daily sports activities of the army, Comand reflexively objected.While wondering why the General Political Commissar has such a big opinion on football, everyone asked, do you have any suggestions?

So Comand put forward the facts and reasoned, pointing out that the cost of building a football field and other large outdoor venues in the harsh natural environment of the northwest tundra is high, and endless strong winds and snowfall will also interfere with the activities... Finally, he put forward his own suggestions:

"pingpong!"

It is so easy to prepare the venue and equipment for table tennis.In addition to balls and rackets, three or four large tables with movable nets should be placed in the activity rooms of each company.As a result, the companies of the integrated sports force immediately promoted vigorously playing table tennis, and even the rebel officers and soldiers who were still waiting for ideological reform and training during the buffer period began to "Coach, I want to learn table tennis", including the highest rank in the rebel army. Officer Berkonsky.

It's just that the military rank of the Ursus Empire and the prestige among the officers and soldiers of the uprising have no effect on the child whose uniform is several sizes too large.The boy paid no attention to Berkonsky at all.

A calm voice came from the side: "You can call him 'little devil', or you can call him 'comrade', but you can't call him 'hey'. Mr. Berkonsky, these children are young military cadets, young pioneers , volunteered here to help. They are not the personal servants that Ursus officers carry with them in battle. They are future Integration fighters."

Berkonsky followed the sound and saw the "general political commissar" and "leader" whom word of mouth had spoken of.

Just at this time, the child carrying the racket box came.So Berkonsky apologized: "Well, I'm sorry, comrade!"

The blue-haired child became more relaxed from his original cold face, smiled, and put the racket into the box and left.Comand patted him on the head as he passed, and Tallulah smiled at him.When the child was far away, the two murmured:

"Eno and Sasha are so fast."

"Adolescence, nutrition has also kept up."

Then they met Belkonsky's eyes again.

Comand stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm Commande."

"Hello, Mr. Commander." Belkonsky calmly held out his hand, "I'm Andrei Berkonsky."

Neither humble nor overbearing, but this airy attitude made Tallulah a little unhappy: "...you can call me Tallulah."

"Okay, Miss Tallulah." Belkonski glanced at him, then turned back to Commander, "What do you want?"

"What do you think of that kid?"

"What?" Belkonsky showed a puzzled expression.

"Furthermore, how do you feel about this society on the northwest tundra?"

"Oh..." Belkonski showed an expression of "ah, it's finally here", "I feel. I have a lot to say."

As he said this, Berkonsky paused again, his eyes staring straight.After a full minute of silence, he finally spoke: "My life is arranged."

All in all, an overly clichéd story.

The Berkonsky family is not the top in the aristocratic system of the Ursus Empire, but it is also one of the best.In this land where people are struggling for food and clothing, and even become corpses on the roadside because of cold and hunger, Andre grew up in urban villas and country manors, without worrying about food and clothing—living so comfortably, Of course you have to pay the price accordingly.

Born as the son of a noble family, he has enough food and clothing, learns etiquette, lives a pampered life, and studies culture and martial arts hard, all in order to give everything for the benefit of the family one day.Andrey Berkonsky had never suspected such things before.Because from the beginning of being sensible, all the education he received was instilling "must do this" in addition to "how to do it".

When she heard this, Tallulah had a complicated expression, as if she felt the same as the noble children.

Before the turning point began, Berkonski pulled out a crumpled cigarette from the squashed cigarette case in his pocket, and lit it with a disposable lighter with a plastic casing.Then it went on:

"My father decided to let me go on a study tour around Ursus when I was an adult... Noble children like to pass around some things in private: pornographic books, and where the eldest lady ignored the family's opposition and eloped with men with disparities in status Lah; where is the story of the amazing adventures of a lad who forsakes his title.

"Before I set off, every time I heard such childish plots, I felt disgusted. I didn't do anything, enjoyed the grace of my parents' upbringing, wandered around and lived leisurely, but I looked like the whole world was against me!

"Then I set off and saw..."

Belkonsky took a deep puff of his cigarette and exhaled a light blue column of smoke: "I saw the whole of Ursus, my motherland...

"I have stayed in the mud huts of serfs, had infected friends, and stayed in workers' shacks. Did you know? Even the capital of the empire, St. Jun's Castle, pulls out nearly a thousand people from the streets every week in winter. A frozen corpse."

He suddenly changed the topic: "So I should have the right to comment on this place? I have never seen such a strong self-esteem among Ursus children. Happy, energetic children and adults...here Lively, better than any Ursus territory I have ever seen. You know, in Ursus today, negative satisfaction is easy to find, but the mood of 'joy' is very rare, because it means that people Survival has a sense of confidence. This place does it really well. That's what I think."

Command nodded: "Thank you for your evaluation. This is a great encouragement to us."

But Belkonsky waved his hand: "I haven't finished my sentence, sir. This is a real touch. As for the spirit... As a history lover, I have read many books: historical, political , economical. They are exquisite, interesting, rigorous, and eloquent, and they are the crystallization of human wisdom. But they are not as good as your red envelopes in explaining this land. In my opinion, your theoretical system is currently the only one. It is an ideological weapon that can make a more reasonable explanation for the current social situation.”

Tallulah's eyes widened slightly after being praised for her high praise and feeling happy.

Then Berkonsky suddenly changed the subject: "But I only believe in what the eyes see. A book is nothing. Its content may be just a subtle deception, and its ending may be just fuel."

Tallulah frowned slightly.Comand asked quietly: "Then what made you choose us?"

"It's free vaccinations. Although you are still squatting in the corner of the northwest tundra and enduring barrenness, you know that [-] citizens of the Ursus Empire die every minute from diseases other than Originium disease, such as tuberculosis. There is no interest in the villages and towns." Low interest loans, relief for needy families, repeal of the old marriage laws, new statutes and the recent rectification movement of the Consolidation Movement. I don't sing the praises, but I see the real thing."

Comand laughed: "You have already learned our vocabulary."

Unmoved, Berkonski stared at Comand closely.

"You and your crew are very precious to us: the per capita level of education is high, and quite a few of them are ready-made skilled artillerymen. With your own skills, you can definitely get some benefits. But I know, what you want to ask Yeah, what kind of group am I going to turn you into. Right?"

"Yes."

Commander nodded slightly: "First of all, let's make it clear that you and I are both soldiers. The scope of our discussion is mainly the army. Soldiers are also people, some individuals or even small groups, and it is inevitable that there will be problems of this kind. But alone Taken as a whole, I want this army to be the most perfect group in the history of Terra."

Commander paused, waiting for Berkonski's reaction.The other party was silent, and answered after a full ten seconds: "I still feel that you seem very arrogant."

"I can understand your thoughts. What can the army be? The most fundamental logic of human society is violence, but no one can stand only violence, so everyone has established new rules on the basis of violence. And the army is responsible for A group that masters violence. It is the most nakedly barbaric group.

"The armies you have served and fought against have always been like this: impromptu serf soldiers who have no courage but insufficient skills, nobles who become officers just because they have some blood in them, just want to tear each other down; chaotic management makes soldiers Lack of food, drink, guns, and ammunition, the generals, who are more like politicians than soldiers, are still wantonly wasting the lives of the people below.

"War will also bring out the worst in us. Soldiers who used to be insensitive and honest learn to kill, set fire, rob and rape without a teacher. Officers and logistics are corrupt and enrich their pockets. Crazy generals act in the style of gamblers. There are also money-hungry mercenaries running around."

For the first time, Berkonsky no longer maintained his elegant expression, and his expression was painful: "...accurate evaluation."

Comand nodded: "So, this new army must be perfect.

"In principle, as an armed force to carry out political tasks, killing is only its means rather than its mission. It must have soldiers from the majority of the people, understand that it is the children of the people, and be subject to the strictest constraints. They must let His style of strict discipline, preferential treatment of prisoners, and love of civilians even his opponents can't help but trust them.

"On the battlefield, the fighting style of this army should be like this: tenacious, but not crazy. Facing a powerful enemy without wavering, actively looking for a way to win, defeating a strong enemy with superb technical and tactical levels; Then it becomes a crushing trend, and the victory is straightforward.

"Morally, this army still has a strong sense of honor. However, the most fundamental awareness should be 'we are the people's army'. The army must become a role model for the entire society, and the idle youth in society must be sent into the army's melting pot. , In most cases, they can quickly change their appearance and become talents.”

Comand paused.

Berkonski continues as RBI timer: "..."

After a full minute of silence, he said: "Please forgive my offense - you should go to the snow field to wrestle with bears. Their slaps should clear your mind."

Comand laughed loudly: "Perhaps. But 'what if it can be realized'? You think so too. Words are useless, and you will witness it with your own eyes in the future."

Berkonsky's expression was solemn and he stopped talking.Just pulled out another cigarette.But this time his lighter completely stopped working.

Comand personally pointed to Berkonski: "Very good, but there is one thing I am very concerned about. You have led an uprising and come to our base. In this case, you have little bargaining power. Why not actively Acting to stand out and gain capital for your own future, but keep shrinking in the crowd?"

Berkonsky grinned and turned the cigarette in his mouth to the corner of his mouth: "There is a proverb in your country, 'I would rather fight with smart people than talk to stupid people'! Whether you are a force worthy of my allegiance or not, it's up to me. The final say!”

Comand laughed instead: "You really are a rebellious nobleman. But, very good. Then you can see with your own eyes to believe it."

When Command and Tallulah walked out of the uprising officers and prisoners camp next door to the shield guard camp, what they noticed were the modular quick-build houses stretching far into the distance on the desolate snow field.

The station of the "Integration Movement" has expanded much more than before: in addition to serving as the administrative center of the northwest tundra base, it is also the home of five new infantry regiments, multiple new artillery and cavalry units, and several elite infantry companies. Stations - A considerable part of the fighters among the initial members of the integration movement were dispersed to serve as officers and non-commissioned officers of large regular troops, trying to make the recruits grow into qualified members of the armed forces of the integration movement as quickly as possible.