The legend of Tiga

In fact, Chiba Makoto has always been paying attention to the Cremos Islands. After all, it is the place where the computer demon god Desfassa was born. It can be said to be one of the famous check-in spots in the world of Dede.

But if you only look at the surface, the Krimos Islands can be said to be very peaceful. The venue of the World Summit has been transformed into a memorial hall and luxury hotel to commemorate permanent world peace. Airports, docks and other buildings have been built on reclaimed land, and they were completed and put into use three years ago.

However, this is not intended to be a tourist attraction, as the Police Bureau does not lack this money. Instead, it is used as a high-end sanatorium and retirement home. Basically, the people who come and go are current and retired senior officials of the former Defense Force and the Police Bureau. It has become a good place for public travel and vacation.

If you only look at these, you would probably think that this is an internal welfare benefit provided by the police department, as well as a way to build relationships and strengthen connections. With a strong sense of justice in your heart, you would naturally despise such behavior, and then see if your own unit has similar benefits.

but
"Who would have thought that there was a huge arsenal underground?"

Chiba Makoto lay on the cold railing with his hands folded, looking at the automated assembly line below in amazement. The mechanical arms were responsible for welding, screwing, or assembling, and with their joint efforts, a multifunctional medium tank was slowly taking shape.

The dome, which is over a hundred meters long and fifty to sixty meters wide, is supported by an intricate steel frame structure that supports the soil and rocks above. It looks denser than a spider web, with steel beams extending in all directions that are so thick that one cannot even hold them with outstretched arms. They are deeply embedded in the more than thirty-meter-high reinforced concrete wall, and hang down with steel claws and iron hooks, which are obviously cranes.

Along the cliff-like reinforced concrete wall, there are five-story circular corridors evenly distributed in height. There are several elevators and staircases connecting each floor, allowing people to go up and down freely. Two of the elevator shafts continue upward and should lead directly to the ground.

Standing at the highest point, Chiba Makoto could clearly see the corridor opposite. There were several steel doors embedded in the reinforced concrete walls on each floor. There was a huge steel door at the end of the production line. It was not difficult to imagine that it should be connected to the factory building next door.

Although highly automated and technologically advanced, the complexity of the tank is far beyond the capability of being manufactured on a single production line.

From large items like road wheels, tracks and turrets to small items like screws, wires and buttons, if all the odds and ends are added up, it would be less than ten thousand.

Robotic arms can indeed be used for large places, but the internal space of a tank is limited and there are many parts, so manual assembly is always necessary.

In terms of flexibility, even with today's advanced technology, it is still not as good as manual labor.

As for the production line that Chiba Makoto saw, it was only responsible for assembling and welding the shell. Not to mention electronic equipment, it didn't even have a turret. It was only equipped with road wheels and tracks, so it could be towed and moved without the need for a crane.

It had only been a few minutes since Qianye Cheng entered in the form of light. A tank had already left the production line, and an automated trailer came over immediately. With the opening of the huge steel door at the rear, a long tunnel was revealed, and the shell of the tank was dragged in. Then the huge steel door closed with a "clang!"

The tunnel is not short, almost thirty meters long, with an arch structure and a diameter of about seven or eight meters, which is more than enough for two chariots to run side by side.

Along the top of the tunnel, there are two rows of bright light strips, illuminating the wide and long tunnel. The brightness is no different from that on the ground during the day.

Although the car body was heavy, it did not take much effort for the tow truck to drag the 10-20 ton shell to the other end of the tunnel.
Stopped!

"Welcome, welcome, welcome to Captain Chiba!"

A very familiar voice sounded, so loud that it created an echo effect in the huge space.

"Coach Quan Teng!"

Although he didn't see anyone, Chiba Makoto, who was standing on the hull of the tank, had already recognized the owner of the voice. He ignored him and started watching on his own. He had no intention of hiding, not to mention that there were surveillance cameras everywhere.

There is no need to hide here and there. You just have to look at it openly. In fact, there is nothing to hide here, because they are all conventional weapons. Obviously, the police department also knows that this underground arsenal has been in the public eye for a long time, and it is not suitable to deal with shameful things.

Looking around, there was another huge space that was no less than the one we had come here. It was also filled with wires and cranes, mechanical arms and crackling sparks, and the sound of metal clanging was endless. It was obviously another busy underground factory with a high degree of automation.

On the automated assembly line, each tank is surrounded by a number of robotic arms, with various items being installed on them.
Before Qianye Cheng could take a closer look, a voice that was not from a loudspeaker came from the right side: "Captain Qianye, why didn't you tell me you were coming here? I would have gone to greet you."

"You're too polite, Staff Officer Quan Teng," Qianye Cheng turned around, stood on the chariot, looked down at Staff Officer Quan Teng and his entourage who had just come out of the elevator, and said, "I was just bored and wandered around, and happened to think of the Daisis, so I came here."

"Haha," Staff Officer Quan Teng said with a fake smile on his chubby face, a polite smile in a formal way, "That's really a coincidence."

"Yeah, it's just such a coincidence."

Qianye Cheng said this without blushing or beating his heart. He folded his hands in front of him, scanned the factory, and said with a tone full of emotion: "I just didn't expect that there was an arsenal under the Peace Island. It's really hellish."

This is a Soviet joke.

If Chiba Makoto were still working as a journalist, this one piece of news would be enough to make him famous and instantly attract global attention.

The reason is very simple. The full name of TPC is the Earth Peace Coalition, and its core is peace. The reason why Director Sawai was able to gain the support of many scientists and knowledgeable people around the world was because of his proposal that countries should put aside disputes and conflicts to achieve true peace on Earth.

To this end, not only was the defense force disbanded and nuclear weapons destroyed, but even the latest fighter jet, the Hien-1, was only equipped with flares and not even a machine gun.

The purpose is to demonstrate a peaceful attitude and determination not to use force.

Even though the Victory Team's martial virtue became stronger and stronger, and TPC's weapons became more and more advanced, with the Atlantis, the Max cannon, and even the armored units of the Defense Force era such as the tank unit and the tank squadron, they were all formed for the purpose of dealing with aliens and monsters, including the Victory Team and the Super Victory Team, and they were never allowed to participate in disputes among humans.

Therefore, when the alien pretending to be Director Sawai made the statement that the Cremos Islands should establish an independent country, the Victory Team did not immediately dispatch troops. Because even if it was really Director Sawai who said it, it was a dispute among humans, and the Victory Team could not get involved. The powerful weapons and equipment could only be used against aliens or monsters.

So, in this sense, it is not a groundbreaking event for the police department to set up an arsenal.

But this arsenal could have been built in a variety of places, but it was built right under the main island of Cremos, which is really speechless.

Chiba Makoto really wanted to open the head of the person who chose the site and take a good look at what was stuffed inside to make him so crazy as to build an arsenal under the Cremos Islands.

What is this place?
A place of peace, a beginning of unity.

The first global summit was held here to discuss the disbanding of the defense forces and the establishment of the TPC. Therefore, this place is also regarded as the beginning of global peace, a symbol of the union of countries, and a representative of the great unity of mankind. Later, several global summits were held here, and many consensuses were reached, thus promoting the integration of countries and achieving a true global community.

Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that this is the "holy land" of TPC.

Turning this place into an arsenal is like changing the torch of the Statue of Liberty to the KFC sign, changing the Falling Cherry Axe to a black guy, and turning Martin into a white leftist.
It belongs to the great filial piety.

But the police department did this anyway. Either they were crazy or they did it on purpose. In any case, Chiba Makoto didn't believe that these people didn't understand.

Those who can climb to a high position are all shrewd people with sharp minds and a keen sense of smell. They can understand a whole paper with just a glance or a sentence, let alone such an important position.

In response to Chiba Makoto's undisguised sarcasm, Staff Officer Quan Teng just laughed twice and did not show any anger. Obviously, this amount of power was nothing at all. For a politician, swallowing a spit in the face is a basic quality.

Of course, this is based on the premise that the opponent is strong. If a weak person acts insolently in front of him, the opponent will immediately experience the iron fist of power.

Therefore, Staff Officer Quan Teng pretended not to hear Qianye Cheng's sarcasm. After all, he didn't choose the location or set the tone. He just said in a high-profile manner: "Only with sufficient strength can we better maintain peace. Since the appearance of monsters and aliens, mankind has lost too much and suffered too much. Only with better weapons and stronger equipment can we reduce the damage and allow more soldiers to return home safely, rather than returning with flags covered."

These words were so righteous and considerate of the subordinates that Chiba Makoto couldn't help but curl his lips. Under the guise of peace, they actually did things that violated human rights, which was not uncommon. Moreover, the more beautiful the words, the dirtier the things they did behind the scenes.

How many wise sayings have been distorted by such people, so that people can't help but think wrongly when they hear them.

Again, there is nothing wrong with the words, the key is what is done.

The police department always speaks very nicely and shouts very awe-inspiring slogans, but they always do things wrong. This is because there is something wrong with their brains.

Qianye Cheng jumped down from the car, patted the heavy shell, and said: "The sword is good, it depends on the person who wields it. If used well, it is a holy sword for the country and the people. If used wrongly, it is a blade of slaughter."

"hehe!"

Staff Officer Quan Teng laughed dryly. What he said was too much like a defense force.

After all, during the Defense Force period, some countries did a lot of things like this. They were always thinking about how to do bad things and were great at stirring up trouble. It is not an exaggeration to say that they did all kinds of bad things.

The predecessor of the Police Bureau was the Defense Force, and it still retains a strong Defense Force color, and naturally it cannot help but act in the style of the Defense Force.

It is still the same, those who plant trees will enjoy the shade.

Similarly, the sins committed by the previous generation will bring disaster to the next generation.

How does regional discrimination come about? It’s because the people in front did bad things and left a bad impression on others, and when people hear about this place again, they will unconsciously stay away from it.

Just like when I heard that an art student failed the exam, I thought of opening a beer hall; when I mentioned France, I thought of raising my hands; when I talked about Italy, I thought of noodles.
Stereotypes belong.

The reputation of the police department is similar. There are people who say good things about it, but there are even more people who say bad things about it.

This includes the stereotypes left over from the time in the Defense Forces, as well as the dissatisfaction caused by the overbearing style of the Police Department.

After all, who likes a colleague at work who not only eats and takes more than he deserves, but also engages in workplace bullying and gossip behind his back? It is inevitable that after a while, no one likes this person. However, the police department is not ashamed of it, but proud of it, thinking that everyone is afraid of him and how powerful he is.

"Since you're here, why not take you on a tour?" Staff Officer Quan Teng didn't want to talk about such topics, so he immediately changed the subject and talked about this factory - his masterpiece.

"That's fine, after all, we're here."

Seeing that Qianye Cheng agreed, Staff Officer Quan Teng immediately turned sideways, raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation. The people behind him also separated and formed a path in the middle.

"Then I'll trouble you, Counselor Quan Teng."

The other party had a very good attitude, and Chiba Makoto did not continue to be aggressive. Since they wanted him to visit, he just went ahead and took a look.

Then the group boarded the "sightseeing car" specially used inside the factory and headed forward.

A young man who looked like a secretary sitting in the back introduced along the way: "These workshops are used to produce and assemble multi-purpose combat vehicles. The production line has basically realized automation. The annual output can theoretically reach 10,000 vehicles at the highest. Of course, this is an emergency situation at all costs. At present, the monthly output is between 100 and 200 vehicles. The specific production capacity is adjusted according to demand."

"Do we need so many chariots?"

Chiba Makoto raised a question. From what he had seen, tanks and armored vehicles performed poorly in combat against monsters and aliens.
Well, to put it mildly, it's mediocre, but to put it bluntly, it's nothing.

Whether it is a tank or an armored vehicle, its speed is not as fast as that of a family car. It is also limited by the road conditions in the city, and the speed cannot be increased at all.

Even if it is a land monster, it can catch up with it by taking a few quick steps, and then the iron armor will become just iron skin.

You know, even airplanes that can increase their altitude cannot often avoid the attacks of monsters, not to mention the ground forces which are far inferior to them.

Even human helicopters can destroy tanks from the air. If it comes to monsters, they can hit them with every hit. It's not an exaggeration to say that they are shooting at moving targets.

Therefore, Chiba Makoto did not understand the act of giving the enemy victory. (End of this chapter)