This Game Is Too Realistic

On the west coast of the Zhongzhou Continent, in a prosperous land far away from the great desert, there is a settlement called "Avent".

There were millions of free people living in this settlement, and almost two to three million including non-free people.

Although the figure of one million is relatively small when compared to the Borneo Province with thousands of races and gods, it is still relatively rare when compared to other areas in the wasteland, even in the legion homeland where the environment is relatively stable.

As the "capital" of the Southern Army, or the "capital of the garrison area", it is not only the settlement area with the largest local population of the Southern Army, but also the logistics supply hub and strategic command center for combat units at all levels.

Legend has it that the settlement was named after a heroic Wilantite centurion.

More than a century ago, at a time when the Legion was facing a real life-and-death threat, it was Mr. Yavent who led his heroic and loyal men to kill nearly a hundred machines in a heroic battle with only crude weapons. Self-defense robots took over this land from the hands of the "remnants of the People's Federation".

It is precisely for this reason that the word Avente was also given the meaning of "march to the south" and became synonymous with courage and glory in the Legion.

As for the original name of this settlement, no one remembers it. Anyway, it shouldn't be more catchy than Boulder City.

And the people living here gradually disappeared, just like they had never left this world.

However, Yavent, who had made great contributions to the legion, showed that he did not fight all the battles for his descendants.

Those who can endure hardship must continue to endure hardship, and those who can fight must continue to fight, just as those who can enjoy happiness will continue to enjoy happiness.

"Path dependence" does not exist only in Borneo. It is a primitive attribute of almost all animals, not even limited to primates. Just like seagulls that have tasted French fries hang out on docks, or whales that scrape barnacles from the bottom of boats.

This is also the greatness of civilization. Human beings who gave birth to civilization have tamed part of their "animal nature" and weakened the negative impact of path dependence "to a certain extent", so they successfully evacuated the primitive jungle.

However, it is clear that the survivors of Wilant and Borneo have not yet completely emerged from the forest.

The Wilante people once again faced a "life and death" threat, and so did the survivors of Borneo who were targeted by the former.

At the military base in Nayavent, in the conference room of the high command headquarters of the Southern Army Garrison District capital, a closed-door meeting on total war and general mobilization was being held.

A group of military officers were sitting at attention in front of the long conference table.

Officers who can attend this meeting must have at least three stars on their epaulettes.

And this is just the threshold for participating in the conference.

Most of the people sitting here are four-star and five-star ten thousand captains, and the person sitting at the head of the conference table is the only one-star ten thousand captain of the Southern Legion, Tier, the commander of the Southern Legion!

A pair of eyes focused on Tier, and all the officers present were waiting for the gloomy-faced BOSS to speak.

However, Tire did not speak, and just glanced at the chief of general staff beside him.

The latter nodded understandingly and tapped his index finger on the table, breaking the silence on the conference table.

"The friends of Triumph City made a show of force against us. Just when we were about to wipe out their stupidity and avenge the compatriots who died in Saifan Port, they took the initiative of Triumph City and recognized the legal status of Borneo. , and recognized the results of the Borneo authorities’ handling of the forces of the King of Heaven.”

Where his index finger landed, he lit up a copy of the Jin Qilun Hong Kong edition of "Daily Survivor".

The photo on the cover of the newspaper showed two men shaking hands. On the left was Abu Saik, the leader of the Borneo Kingdom, and on the side was the dog raised by the Civil Service Group of Triumph City.

There was a commotion on the conference table.

The officers exchanged angry glances, with anger and surprise written all over their eyes.

Those civil servants have once again held them back!

And this is just when their plan of "driving dogs to swallow pigs" is about to succeed!

"Silent!"

The chief of general staff rapped the table hard with his knuckles. When the conference room became quiet, he slowly opened his mouth and continued.

"Now that the secret line we laid in Borneo has been cut off, it is impossible to annex Borneo through gradual cannibalization. However, directly declaring war may lead to the consequences of the company."

"What we have to do now is to obtain greater results at the lowest possible cost. I would like to hear what everyone here has your thoughts."

After the words fell, everyone murmured again, and soon a three-star ten thousand captain stood up.

His name is Gu Yanang, he is about thirty years old, and his body is as straight as his tall nose.

His resolute eyes revealed a bit of ruthlessness, but there was a hint of subtle agility hidden between his brows, and he had a bit of the demeanor of the famous Eastern Legion general Ge Fen.

"I have an idea."

The chief of general staff nodded.

"Please speak."

Gu Yanang didn't hesitate and spoke immediately.

"The Xilan Empire has not yet been completely destroyed. Even if Triumph City privately signs an appeasement agreement with Borneo, we can still march towards Borneo in the name of allies of the Xilan Empire."

After his words fell, several officers around him whispered for a while, and soon another one stood up.

"...This is a good idea, but the problem is that the statue of Emperor Wutuo of Xilan is currently in Jinlun Port. That is the alliance's sphere of influence. If the alliance asks us to withdraw our troops in his name, how will you respond?"

Although the alliance has not done so now, it does not rule out that it will not play this card in the future.

To be honest, the Legion is not worried about the fate of the Alliance, or even the fate of the enterprise, but is just worried about making too many enemies for itself in the early stages of the war.

Mobilization should be carried out in batches and stages. The later the opponent leaves the field and the later they start mobilization preparations, the more advantageous it is for them.

This is exactly the meaning of the so-called "justification of war".

The more sufficient the reasons for war, the higher the mobilization efficiency of one's own side, and it can also affect the mobilization efficiency of "potential belligerents" and internal anti-war resistance.

And when the Legion completely took control of Borneo Province and suppressed some opposition voices, even if the company condemned them, it would be of no avail, and the greetings on their lips were not painful at all.

After listening to the officer's argument, Gu Yanang said preparedly.

"This problem is easy to solve. Didn't he still leave a prince in the three northern states? As long as we make the prince the new emperor and find a way to get rid of the witch camel, no matter how bad this province of Borneo is, there will still be two." Xilan'.

"This is a good idea!" A look of approval appeared on the chief of general staff's face.

Even Tier, who said nothing from the beginning to the end, glanced at Gu Ang.

The officer who had raised the objection before thought for a moment, but finally couldn't think of a better way, so he sat back in his chair.

Seeing that no one raised any objections, the chief of staff looked at Tier. When the boss nodded, he then looked at Gu Ang.

"Since others have no objections, I'll leave this matter to you."

After a pause, he straightened his expression, faced the long conference table, and announced in a solemn and solemn voice.

"From now on, the headquarters appoints Captain Gu Aung Wan as the commander-in-chief of the combat area in Borneo Province! It is equipped with 300,000 troops and is responsible for the formulation of operational strategies in the combat area!"

After receiving the order, Gu Angang faced the regiment commander and general staff officer, straightened his back, gave a military salute, and received the order in a loud voice.

"Gu Jian'ang has received the order! He will fulfill his mission and return in triumph with victory!"

Looking at the red-faced and high-spirited general, Tire, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, nodded slightly, slowly stood up from the conference table, and gave the general a slow but firm military salute in return.

Then, he said the only thing he said from the beginning of the meeting until now.

"For future generations of the Weiland people to live in a land full of sunshine."

"I wish you a great victory! General Gu An'ang."

…

On the streets of Jinlun Port, newsboys in the streets were shouting and hawking.

"Extra! Extra! The envoy from Triumph City has arrived in Tiandu!"

"The meeting between the Triumph City envoy and Absak ended successfully!"

"The Legion reached an agreement with Borneo and recognized Borneo's legitimate political power status!"

Hearing the shouting and hawking sounds, the surrounding pedestrians stopped one after another.

Especially at the small noodle shop located in the corner of the port area, the diners were making a fuss and talking again.

"The legion envoy has arrived in Tiandu City?"

"Are they planning to negotiate?!"

"Incredible!"

The confrontation between the two sides reached such an extent that the muzzles of their guns almost poked each other's nostrils.

At this moment, the envoy of Triumph City, Ju Zhu, suddenly came to recognize the legal status of the Borneo Kingdom, leaving all the diners here confused and shouting that they could not understand.

In fact, it is inevitable that this will happen.

What can be seen in newspapers is the game above the water, but the game below is invisible.

However, for Jinlun Port, where the situation continues to heat up, this Min news is still like the rain after a long drought, bringing a touch of coolness to the sultry atmosphere.

Maybe...

Maybe this battle can't be fought?

More than one person had such an idea in his mind.

However, a few people are still awake.

"...The Southern Army is afraid that they are going to take action." Looking at the number he just bought, Asin frowned slightly and suddenly said.

Kunal, who was standing beside him, hesitated slightly and asked in confusion.

"I don't understand, boss, aren't they planning to negotiate?"

Gently shaking the newspaper in his hand, Asin said in a slow voice.

"The people who want to negotiate are the Triumph City, or to be precise, the civil servants within the legion, but the Southern Legion is the Southern Legion... I should have told you before, when you are facing a group of people, don't just Stare at what one of them is doing and then imagine him as a group of people."

Analyzing problems in this way will make a lot of jokes, such as abstracting complex problems into "the Alliance will definitely do this" and "the Legion will definitely do this".

Not all survivor forces are like Xi Lan, who like to use abstract methods to solve specific problems.

But one thing is certain, this time the civilian group and the Southern Army must have turned against each other. The latter probably did something without consulting the former, which led to the former not consulting the latter this time.

As for how the Southern Army would respond, he didn't know.

But one thing is certain, those jackals will not give up.

In the eyes of those jackals, Borneo was like chewing meat in its mouth. It was impossible to let go without swallowing it into the stomach or breaking two teeth.

Looking at Kunal who was still confused, Asin did not explain, but simply asked.

"Kunal, what happened to the thing I gave you before?"

After listening to the boss's question, Kunal put aside the confusing questions in his head for the time being and spoke respectfully.

"The management is in process! We just caught up with a good time. Xifan Port Terminal is recruiting a large number of workers. The original labor dispatch unit is gone. Now they have to recruit people by themselves, whether it is a labor agency or a contracting terminal license All let go."

"To be on the safe side, the brother we sent there was even more thoughtful and hired a Valeant man as a partner to hold a license. Now we have more than ten docks in our hands, and 3,000 workers work for us. , there are about two to three hundred people in the development group."

"Very good." Asin nodded in approval.

In fact, you can't make much money by doing business with the Legion. Those big-nosed guys have guns in their hands, and they are always picky and picky when giving money, and they also like to default on their debts and use arms as deductions.

But money is actually a trivial matter, and talent is the foundation of everything.

Especially in this chaotic period, the more people who rely on themselves to make a living, the safer they will be, and it will be very convenient no matter what business they want to do.

This is an experience he summed up based on his own experience in making a fortune. It has been tried and tested repeatedly in both Jingallang Port and Jiaowan.

Seeing the boss nodding in approval, Kunal also smiled honestly.

But at this time, he suddenly thought of something, so he quickly spoke again.

"By the way, boss, there's one more thing... I heard from the brothers from the west that a gang called the Family Club has recently entered Xifan Port."

Will the family?

Asin was stunned for a moment, confused.

How could a gang have such a strange name?

"...This family member is also a member of the Golden Gallon Gang?"

Kunal shook his head.

"That's not true. I heard that they have a good background. They seem to be from Shuguang City, and I heard that they also invested in the Boulder City Workers' Association..."

Does the Workers' Association invest?

True or false? !

Asin's eyes widened.

Seeing the boss who was speechless in surprise, Kunal continued speaking in a lowered voice.

"And the way they expand their business is also very interesting. They have divided the gangs into different levels. The lowest is the white family, then the green, yellow, blue, purple, and the highest is called... the golden family?"

"We have a gang member who has infiltrated their organization. I heard that as long as they can recruit ten people, they can become a white family member, and then they can develop more members, or they can go down the line and then down the line and then develop more members. It can be 100 or whatever. Can [green..."

Having never heard of this business model, Asin looked at him in confusion and couldn't help but ask.

"What's the use of this color?"

Kunal muttered.

"I don't know the details. Our gang members are just ordinary family members. I heard that their help fees are very low. We all take a piece of our weekly wages. They claim that they don't have any money. Accept it and give free lessons to those helpers..."

In fact, it is not accurate to say that he did not receive any money. At least in Kunal's view, it was more like a word game.

Since the Saifan Port tragedy, all the "old-established intermediaries" have been killed, and the wages of workers working at the dock have increased.

The original basic salary of 1 dinar per hour has been increased by 2 dinars. If the amount is exceeded, it may be increased by 3 dinars.

In fact, whether it is 2 or 3 coins, it is still a small amount of money for those doing business and port authorities.

The greater the port's throughput, the higher the port's income.

Those big bosses want efficiency and stability, and the transportation fees are just a waste.

Therefore, if you are an organized worker, your wages will be higher than those of unorganized casual workers.

For example, the basic salary of 2 dinars can be raised to 2.5 through the gang, and the bonus for excess completion can also be raised from 1 to 1.5.

The labor agencies in Xifan Port basically make money from this premium.

For example, a worker could only get a salary of 2 dinars, but due to Assassin's help, he could get 2.25, and after deducting 10 dinars as a bonus, he still got 2.25.

And don’t worry about being defaulted.

Some small gangs have less bargaining power than the Assassin gang, and their hourly wages are basically no less than 2 dinars. They usually give some random benefits, such as promising pensions for broken legs, or bonuses. The profit margin is higher.

The Family Club is another situation. In terms of size alone, they have surpassed the Assassin Gang, which has strong capital, but their bargaining power seems to have not been used at all.

They pay their "family members" according to the standards of small gangs - that is, according to the lowest level, a basic salary of 2 dinars and a basic bonus of 1 dinars.

Although they claimed that they didn't take any money from the family's pockets, Kunal thought that given their size, they still took 20 points!

However, I heard that people with colored family members seem to have special allowances, and ordinary family members also highly praise their family members for their good deeds.

Therefore, the Family Club expanded its business very quickly, employing three to four thousand people in just half a month, and it is still growing rapidly.

According to information from members of the family gathering, their ambitions are not limited to docks, but have also expanded into steel plants, cement plants and other areas.

However, because the profit margin is not high, even gangs have no bargaining power.

They had no money to do business, and Kunal was also fooled. He couldn't understand what they wanted to do for a while.

"These guys are very strange...I always feel that they don't look like a serious gang, and even if they are doing charity, it doesn't look like them. Anyway, I don't believe that they really haven't made any money. Maybe they can't make a lot of money." There are more serious gangs like us!”

"Some gangs feel that these guys are destroying the market, so they want to join forces to take advantage of them, and they even approached us. To be honest, I'm not jealous of them making money, and it's easy to take advantage of them. I'm just worried about whether there's something different behind them." background, for fear of offending those people.”

Not to mention that Kunal couldn't make up his mind, Asin thought about it for a long time after hearing this, and for a while he was a little undecided.

He knows about the Workers' Association.

Although that thing is just a non-governmental organization, it still has considerable influence in the alliance, and it can be regarded as a force that checks and balances with the trade unions.

Previously, many industrial owners in the alliance moved their industries to Golden Gallen Port to reduce production costs, and those from the Workers' Union also followed their industrial chain.

In the words of the workers' union members themselves, helping the workers of Golden Gallen Port fight for their legitimate rights and interests is in itself safeguarding their own rights and interests.

After all, if the workers in Golden Gallen Port are too cheap, the cotton flowing into the alliance will be stained with too much blood and sweat, and the price of labor will be driven down, eventually their own interests will be affected.

No matter how cheap the clothes are, you still have to have the money to buy them. You can't live off the money from your job alone.

However, since there are many local grassroots organizations in Golden Gallen Port, whether legal or illegal, or operating in gray areas, it is not smooth for the Workers' Association as an external force to expand its business, at least not localized. The success of "Survival Daily" was so smooth.

Asin doesn't really care about these things.

He was a serious businessman in Golden Gallen Port, and all the informal industries were left to Huzhou and Baozhou, and he had no conflict of interest with the Allied Workers' Association.

It's just that the timing of this family's entry into Xifan Port was too good, and it also had the support of the alliance's non-governmental organizations, so he had to worry about whether there would be secret support from the alliance behind it.

After thinking for a long time, Asin said in a deep voice.

"It's hard to say... You don't know what they want to do. How could I know? It's better to observe them for a while before talking."

After a pause, he said again.

"In short, regardless of whether those people have alliance background or not, let's not provoke them here...someone will look for them anyway."

With such a large grassroots organization, the legion will target them sooner or later.

[It will be up to the legion how to deal with it.

If those guys are really members of the Alliance, I might be able to help them out as a favor...

Thinking like this, Asin continued to give some simple instructions. After all the instructions were completed, he suddenly thought of something again, so he asked him casually.

"By the way, who is the head of that family? Have you found out?"

Kunal said immediately.

"I heard that his name is Zaid. He seems to be a member of the snake tribe. He is just a nobody anyway. I have never heard of any deeds he has done."

Zaid?

Asin frowned slightly, feeling that the name sounded familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly fell on the noodle shop on the street, and an unremarkable face suddenly appeared in his mind.

It's that guy!

The waiter who didn't work hard and told him shamelessly that he was going to Dawn City to find something.

The corners of Asin's mouth turned up in a strange way.

He remembered what happened at that time.

He happened to be in a good mood that day and thought the man's words were interesting and courageous, so he casually rewarded him with a boat ticket.

Anyway, a boat ticket wouldn't cost him much, at least it was a drop in the bucket compared to the money he invested in Lacy.

But then again, this world is really small. He almost forgot that name, but he heard it again by chance.

I don’t know if that guy is looking for “that thing” or if he has already found it...

…

Just when Asin was lamenting how small the world is, a large military transport plane was landing steadily at the airport on the outskirts of Golden Gallen Port.

Accompanied by more than a dozen bodyguards, Alliance Foreign Minister Yan Yan got off the plane in a boarding car.

And right next to the airport runway, a group of people had been waiting there early.

Among them are Jodu, the secretary-general of the Governor's Office of Golden Gallen Port, senior officials of the city hall, senior members of the regional representative association and the leader of the militia group, etc.

All the powerful people in the entire Golden Gallen Port stood here and looked eagerly at the foreign minister of the alliance who got off the plane.

They know very well where the real savior of Borneo is!

"Welcome! 䮹Xian㳓!"

Jodu stepped forward to greet him, and held Yi Yan's hand enthusiastically, his face full of excitement.

"The survivors of Golden Gallen Harbor are looking forward to the stars and the moon, but they are looking forward to you!"