I became a witch, but I started the industrial revolution

After several years of hard work, the reconstruction progress of the areas that were liberated before the end of the war was very good, at least the most basic farming aspects were restored well.

Especially in areas that are originally major grain-producing provinces, once the first batch of grain is planted and harvested, they can maintain their own supply chain. The garrison where Willen is located is such a place.

Because they are relatively close to the alliance, they have an abundant supply of modern agricultural machinery and transport vehicles. They are one of the first areas where the aid construction has borne fruit, so they don't have to worry about food.

However, as the leader of the post-war recovery, Ernesto set strict standards for food supply in order to assist other regions, stabilize prices and prevent speculation by certain chambers of commerce.

Only the restaurants for military families of the alliance garrisons in various places will increase their supply to provide some convenience to local residents, or they can be regarded as places to have a good meal, similar to state-owned restaurants.

In fact, the food in the canteen of the army where Willen serves is similar to that in the restaurant, and in most cases even better. After all, the food in the restaurant is actually the excess that the army cannot consume.

However, due to some special reasons (tobacco and alcohol), some officers and soldiers of the army would rather go out of the camp to eat something new during holidays.

Hathor stretched out his left hand with a cold face, picked up the chopsticks, picked up a steamed bun and took a bite. He was not left-handed, but the empty right sleeve was enough to explain any doubts.

"Comrade Hathor, I hope you will not be negative about the arrangements made by your superiors."

"We all understand your desire to join the frontline combat troops, but there is no war now, and the frontline troops are precisely us, the garrison troops."

"Yeah, I understand."

Willen sighed.

Hathor's situation was a bit complicated. His entire arm was blown off. If it weren't for the goddess' great blessing later, he would have to endure the torture of inflammation and phantom limb pain all the time.

At the same time, he had an extremely stubborn temper. Even after losing an arm, he was unwilling to withdraw from the front-line field troops to take up a local post. He completed all the training with one hand and continued to stay in the army.

However, the human body continued to maintain a high level of training for years under this condition, and the military commander was worried that his body would completely collapse, so he had to change the route and send him to the front-line garrison area.

However, in the specific assignment, the superior played a trick and did not send Hathor to the area with more serious unrest, but basically sent her to the rear area with peace and stability. Therefore, after reporting to the local area, Hathor could not help but feel a little emotional.

He had already lost his family for the alliance, and the army was his biggest spiritual support. A too stable environment would make him feel confused and have wild thoughts.

Chapter 387 She is mute and cannot hear.

There are actually quite a few such people in the Allied Military. They all suffer from post-war stress trauma. It is very normal for them to be unable to adapt from high-intensity war to peaceful areas, and from extreme movement to extreme stillness.

Therefore, in addition to targeted psychological counseling and treatment, we also send them to live in medium and low-hot areas to gradually reduce their tense state and smoothly transition and adapt to the new environment.

'Hey! '

'Snapped! '

The crisp sound of chopsticks hitting each other attracted Hathor, who was eating in silence. He looked up and saw Willen extending his chopsticks to knock away the dirty little hands on the table.

A dirty and smelly female beggar stood awkwardly beside the table.

Wei Lun was somewhat helpless: "Don't steal or rob. I'll get you two steamed buns and you can go eat them."

Hathor pushed the noodles in her bowl away and asked Willen to put the steamed bun in the bowl and handed it to her: "Eat it."

"Those areas are clamoring for independence, and recently more and more refugees have been fleeing famine."

The dismantling of the alliance was ruthless enough, with seven countries split into dozens, but this was only a general split. More small tribes also wanted to take this opportunity to become independent and play on their own, but they did not receive the support of the alliance, and they would not be suppressed.

The essence of the split is to avoid the troubles caused by the feudal giants in the past, but to the extent of making each country independent into small villages, towns and tribes is putting the cart before the horse.

It's such a small place with a bunch of countries and a shitty economy. The protection fees along the way are enough to bankrupt you. Moreover, the small representatives have low risk resistance and the power changes every now and then. Don't even think about peace.

However, the lack of support from the Alliance does not mean that they will not make trouble, so the main continent is not completely peaceful now. It is expected that it will take at least 20 years for the aid construction to show initial results before it will usher in a stable and rapid growth period.

By then, the alliance will have enough interests to share and everyone will naturally be able to communicate better. But forget it now, as few small tribal leaders can have any long-term vision.

However, the alliance will not interfere in the specific handling of the matter, and each country's own armed forces have also begun to reorganize, as long as it does not seriously affect the local recovery and construction.

Wei Lun looked at the beggar who took the bowl and ate it greedily, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: "Hey, I say, why don't you just take her home and make her your wife? You are in your early forties, you need a wife."

In that year, with the help of Ernesto, normal people could just get enough food, but there was no extra food, and the excess was taken away by Ernesto and distributed to famine-stricken areas.

Even with assistance, these refugees still have to endure hunger and it would be a huge profit for them to become wives of the alliance's garrison troops.

Their garrison and aid troops reclaimed wasteland and guided production to restore food, so they had the most abundant food supply, and they also received economic subsidies from the alliance.

Hathor glared at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are playing the piano nonsense!"

'I'm doing this for your own good.'

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you up."

"..."

Hathor looked at him speechlessly and said, "If you are dumb, you shouldn't say that. The clothes we wear don't allow us to bully others."

The female beggar grabbed the noodles with her hands, lowered her eyes and said nothing.

After finishing the meal, Hathor accidentally saw a female beggar huddled in a corner. For some reason, he bought a small bag of bread from the hotel staff and handed it to her: "Here."

The woman stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do, until the bag of bread was stuffed into her arms.

"Here, let's go."

After separating from Velen and returning to the assigned room to rest, Hathor did not sleep well at night.

"You don't want me anymore..."

'What can you do if you stay here? We are a combat unit.'

"I heard that your mother's hair turned completely white overnight after she found out you were injured."

"If you stay here, there will be a lot of difficulties."

Hathor's eyes turned red when he thought of his mother's half-black and half-white hair when she visited him while he was recovering from his injuries: "I...I won't leave!"

"If you stay in the army, the best you can do is continue to be a platoon leader."

"I stayed here to fight, not to be an official!"

【Emergency Assembly Drill】

"Beep!!!"

A whistle suddenly sounded, and the soldiers who were resting immediately turned over, quickly made their beds, folded, packed their quilts, tied them tightly, and carried them on their backs, then followed their comrades out of the barracks.

【One! Two! Three! Four! 】

"one two three four!"

"Comrade Commander, the number of people from the 8th Company who should have attended the emergency assembly was 109, but the actual number was 108. Please give instructions!"

Head of the group: 'Where is your instructor?'

"Report to the captain! It's me!"

A response came from a distance, and Hathor, who was late, ran to the leader quickly with one hand folding the quilt: "Report!"

The head of the regiment looked down at the watch on his wrist and said: "Get in line!"

"Yes!"

'Ten years ago, I was appointed as the 79th commander of the Eighth Company. That year, the Eighth Company had been established for 62 years.'

'There were 62 company commanders in 79. Why? Ah? It's not because these company commanders were promoted quickly, but because more than 40 of them died in the war, and the third company commander only served for three hours.'

"The reputation of the Eighth Company was earned through fighting! You took 5 minutes and 28 seconds to assemble this time, which is a very poor result! The Eighth Company is a grassroots seed company that meets the standards set by the military."

"I hope to hang a bright banner in the honor room of the Eighth Company. From your company commander to private soldiers, if anyone feels that it is difficult to perform this mission, they can apply for transfer!"

'If you need special care, why are you here?'

The commander severely reprimanded everyone in front of the entire company. Everyone knew who he was talking about. Hathor lowered his head with a burning face.

As the chief said, it is very difficult for Hathor to stay, no one will give him the green light, and he will not allow himself to be treated as a vulnerable group.

Since his left hand couldn't write, he practiced very hard, copying a lot of books. He kept writing even when his palms were rubbed and bleeding. He didn't even know how many pens he had broken.

As long as you don't die from practicing, you should practice until you die. From being unfamiliar to being familiar, do more every day than the day before.

In the eight major military subjects, 7 were excellent and was good. Such results are not easy to come by even for a healthy person.

"Humph..."

Hathor stood up with cold sweat on his forehead. He was tortured by the phantom pain in his arm.

Phantom limb pain varies from person to person. For some people, the pain will disappear naturally after a period of time, or it may only occur occasionally. For others, the pain will be extremely severe, which may be related to what caused the limb to be lost.

Hathor belonged to the latter. Even after being baptized by the blessing and even growing a small limb again, his phantom pain was greatly alleviated, but it was still a relatively intense pain.

At that time, he was hit head-on by an armor-piercing shell from an Allied tank. Although it just grazed his body, it was enough to take away half of his life, and that was half of his life in the physical sense.

No matter how powerful the exoskeleton armor is, it is impossible for him to be hit by the main gun on the face. The right side extends all the way to the shoulder and disappears completely, almost reaching the neck. So it is the best effort of the Alliance medical system to save his life.

Chapter 388 Ernesto Superwoman

'Beep! Beep!'

The familiar wakeup call made Hathor forget the pain temporarily. He concentrated on making his bed, put on his military uniform, and quickly ran out of the dormitory to meet up with platoon leader Willen.

Hathor's transfer from platoon leader to instructor was a small promotion and also a small help from the military. It was obvious that engaging in cultural work would be easier for him.

The assistance is very limited, and it is not a staff department. Even civilian staff have to go to the front line. They have to receive all the necessary training, and they also have to write reports and adjust team thinking.

This kind of support is more for his future plans. When he retires and transfers to civilian work, the position of instructor will allow him to transfer to a local civilian position that matches his professional background and continue to shine.

After the routine combat readiness drill, they formed neat lines in the afternoon and took farm tools to various farms to reclaim wasteland.

There is a big difference between the reinforcement corps and the regular field corps. The alliance’s troops stationed outside are more often used as the central army to maintain order.

The regular army will only be allowed to formally intervene if Ernesto cannot control the situation. In peacetime, the Aid Corps is mainly responsible for infrastructure construction and land reclamation.

Ernesto is in charge of normal public order and administrative work. Ernesto's egalitarian collectivism was the fastest to recover after the war.

Now, there are collective farms, industrial areas, and residential areas that have been distributed in an orderly manner everywhere. After the grain and other products are harvested, the remaining part will be deducted for self-use and submitted to the central government for distribution to other areas that are short of supplies.

According to the plan finalized at the tripartite meeting, after the main continent has passed the initial difficult period, the products produced by each region, such as grain, agricultural and sideline products, industrial products, etc., will be reduced from national allocation to regional allocation.

The countries after the dismantling are not large, so the pressure faced by either national or regional regulation is not very great. In the future, the regulation will be gradually lifted and only the right to control the import and export of bulk commodities that can affect the national capital will be retained.

For example, the basic prices, production, import and export of the three most basic and indispensable items - food, iron ore and oil - will all be directly intervened by the alliance.

Simply put, other areas of the people's livelihood economy will be completely liberalized, but the circulation of bulk commodities will be regulated.

For example, Surya is now the world's largest oil producer and exporter, but its oil export share will be adjusted in the future.

When the total annual world demand is roughly determined, when other countries also have oil production, Suriya will release a certain share of its production and transfer this part of the oil exports to other countries for mining and supply.