Let them offer their loyalty

"What's wrong, Lauf? If those people who are no different from toilets hear what you said, I'm afraid you will be killed by these cannibals before the war is even over."

Sef leaned his head against the rock and chatted with Lauf in a random manner. He actually knew that people like them were very lucky to be able to survive on the battlefield until now. Some of them could not even survive the first day, or were sent back to the Federation after having their hands and feet cut off.

This is war. Everything after victory has nothing to do with them, but they need to bear the consequences of everything before victory. Those hiding behind will not care about these things. They will only focus on the increased or decreased interests in their hands.

"Let's settle the accounts. Didn't we discuss before when the reinforcements would arrive?"

Lauf looked around vigilantly, and after confirming that no one was around, he lowered his voice and spoke to Sef: "In fact, reinforcements should have come that day, but those bastards didn't come until the next day. Instead, we had to continue to use human lives to fill the gap in tactical mechas. How could we use human lives to exchange for those tactical mechas? Even if all of us were there, we couldn't even exchange for one."

"What about the psykers?"

Sef hesitated for a moment, his wrinkles slightly pressed down by the dust. He looked around and after making sure that no one was around, he asked Lauf, "Didn't I hear that there would be psychics coming to reinforce the war? Why can't I see them?"

Psykers and tactical mechas have long been an essential part of war. Low-level psykers are of little use, but those psykers with large-scale damage powers are different. Almost everyone believes that if they want to win the war, the method of victory will definitely not be in the hands of soldiers, but in the hands of psykers and tactical mechas.

Whichever side has stronger high-level psychics and tactical mechas will have a greater chance of winning.

"What the hell, psykers are just a bunch of genetically mutated monsters. The internet says that those psykers look the same as us, but they are actually a completely different species."

His tone sounded sour, and he poured some water from the kettle to moisten his lips: "I heard that those psykers value their lives very much. Haha, they don't even plan to come to the battlefield. We are the only ones who will die!"

Lauf panted and looked at the tents fiercely. "I guess we don't have any reinforcements. The Federation has completely given up on us. The Federation has been making loud propaganda, saying they will take over 25 districts in a week. But what about now? We are being suppressed and are still struggling with them!"

When the war between District 25 and the Federation started, the Federation was indeed full of confidence. They carried out all kinds of propaganda to claim that District 25 would be taken over in a short period of time, saying that District 25 was forced to negotiate peace in just one week. But what was the reality?

"Not only that, Sef, look at the forces on both sides of our platoon. Although the first battlefield is definitely the wilderness, there are definitely other battle lines going on. But don't the people in District 25 have to sacrifice their lives?"

He sighed heavily, and his mood became depressed. "Hasn't the Federation always said that District 25 is vulnerable? Why do District 25 have so many more tactical mechas than we do? Why are their equipment more sophisticated than ours?"

When facts do not match propaganda, these words will make people feel contradictory. The Federation propaganda says that District 25 is poor and poor, and its technology is not as good as the Federation's, and it is full of mobs. But why does it seem now that the other side not only has more tactical mechas than the Federation, but also has better equipment than theirs?

Just as Rauf and Sef were chatting, they heard a quarrel in the distance.

"Where are the reinforcements? Where are our reinforcements? Where are the reinforcements that were promised? Why are there more and more people in District 25, but we don't have any reinforcements?"

"You want us to exchange our lives for the tactical mecha? Our lives are not lives?"

"Forget about reinforcements. We have fewer and fewer tactical mechas! Tell us how to fight Area 25? Ask those families why they don't allow reinforcements to come if they want us to die!"

The quarrel became louder and louder until someone forcibly dragged the leader away to another place, and the place finally calmed down.

It's just that someone has his finger on the trigger, and the atmosphere is becoming more and more depressing.

Chapter 509: Are you Miss Rhine from District 25?

In District 25, unlike the tense atmosphere in the Federation where unrest would break out at the slightest friction, the atmosphere here is still the same as before. People will be exploited by the capitalists if they should be exploited, and will be busy with their own things if they should be busy with their own things. If it weren't for the screens on the streets occasionally reporting on the battle situation between District 25 and the Federation, no one would be able to tell that District 25 is fighting another behemoth.

There is a fountain statue in the square. Two employees who are taking a break here are watching the busy traffic and chatting during the limited break time.

Normally, after a war, things shouldn't be this peaceful, but District 25 acted as if nothing had happened and continued to live a life being severely exploited by the Alte Foundation.

"By the way, how is the battle going on up front?"

The employee took a sip of the coffee he bought from the street. The cool coffee lifted his spirits, and his originally bent back straightened up involuntarily.

"It's none of our business. Whether we win or lose, it's just that the person exploiting us has changed. Otherwise, it's still the same person, but he exploits us even more fiercely. Besides, isn't the battle situation transmitted to you through information every day? Can't we watch it whenever we want?"

The employee next to him rolled his eyes at him and spoke in an unfriendly tone, but the employee who was listening to him was not angry, and it was obvious that they were friends.

"Speaking of which, Hammer, District 25 did upload these battle situations, but who can guarantee that they are true?"

The employee holding the coffee seemed to be browsing the news. When he saw some advertisements, his eyes lit up: "Fuck, how can they play so wildly? The underground casinos even opened the odds for this war. The odds are not low, and the odds for a tie are the highest in the world!"

"Just go down to the Federation and win. Someone will be knocking on your door the next day. But then again, I thought there would be a surge in prices when District 25 goes to war with the Federation. Those damn capitalists don't seem to want prices in District 25 to remain stable."

This is true. As long as there is profit, capitalists will invest like a mad dog. As long as they can make money, no matter how much cost is invested in the early stage, it doesn’t matter. Regardless of whether these costs are effective or not, they will pave the way for the next business and become potential resources.

For example, there is no need to maintain existing connections, and manufacturers who have been cooperating for a long time will feel more at ease. No matter what, as long as the capitalists do not damage their foundation, they will never lose money.

"It may be the credit of the Alt Group. To be honest, those companies and small groups were so rampant before, but after the Alt Group came into being, they seem to have become more restrained than before. At least the current prices are still the same as before the war..."

"The prices are okay, but when it comes to war, I feel like District 25 is not afraid of losing at all. Can we really beat the Federation?"

The employee holding the coffee drank it in one gulp, his brow still showing a hint of worry.

"How many tactical mechas of the Federation were destroyed in the 25th District? And how many combat mechas of the Federation were destroyed in the 25th District? Aren't all the data in the information? Or is it the data released by the Alt Foundation? I think the 25th District is stable and improving..."

"It is indeed stable and improving, and it is indeed thriving."

In the office, Jonas was playing with a pen leisurely, looking at Rhine in the communication, with a smile on his face: "Okay, I am very satisfied with your sincerity, and it is a pleasure to cooperate with you."

Whether it was maintaining price stability or directly showing data to people in District 25, it was all his work.

Regardless of whether this data is the truth or a lie, when the people of District 25 see the exaggerated contrast between themselves and the Federation, and see how many fewer people died in District 25 than in the Federation and how many more tactical mechas were destroyed, their confidence will increase greatly, and at least it will not add to the emotions in District 25.

The problem is that the data is hidden and not shown to people. By making some blurry processing and blurring the specific data, it can be put up.

In addition, the Alte Group directly provides huge amounts of supplies to the front line, and fulfills its promise to treat the wounded and dead soldiers well and pays out all the pensions. Every move is seen by people outside, so people outside are naturally relieved.

If everything outside were digitized, Jonas would probably be able to see the housing security and public opinion rising one after another.

"You are very satisfied, but what about us? If you don't make some big moves, once Dorothy recovers, she will be able to take care of our family, and then everything will be over."

Her family used various excuses to not send out reinforcements, and even after repeated requests, they only sent out some useless troops. As a result, no reinforcements have arrived at the federal battlefield, and even the supplies that were sent had various problems.

There is a lack of reinforcements on the front line. Seeing that the enemy has more and more people and their tactical mechas are becoming more and more powerful, everyone would feel a little scared.

It's not just the family behind her, there are many families wrestling with Dorothy. In this situation, Dorothy is naturally unable to take care of herself.

Rhine looked at Jonas who was calm and composed, and recalled that she looked like this before Jonas asked her to wear those shameful clothes. Bad memories came to her mind: "Wait, you don't want us to start a civil war with the Misen family, do you?"

"How is that possible? I, Jonas, have always adopted a win-win policy towards my allies. You gain benefits, and we gain benefits as well. That's reasonable, isn't it?"

Jonas stood up and walked around the office to relax. "Dorothy must know that we must first stabilize the country before we can resist foreign aggression, but everything was calm in the Federation before, and she couldn't find any problems. In addition, I launched a surprise attack, and she didn't have the energy to take care of both sides at the same time."

To resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the internal situation. It sounds simple, but when it comes to doing it, can we really guarantee that there will not be any small ideas involved?

Yes, but only Jonas could, not Dorothy.

"I'm curious why there's been no movement in District 25. Even the public opinions on the Internet have disappeared without a trace."

Rhine didn't believe that Dorothy didn't use her own methods, and was beaten like a fool.

"Yes, but first of all, I said that District 25 is a community of interests. The Alte Group eats meat, and those below can naturally drink soup. In addition, the Alte Group treats people kindly, unlike the Mison Family who is so overbearing, so naturally there will be no trouble."

Jonas narrowed his eyes slightly. "Even if there is, the Alte Group will solve it quickly. As for the public opinion on the Internet, do you know how to open the box? Is it Miss Rhine from Rhine Industries? Are you wearing it in your own building..."

"Jonas, shut up!"

Perhaps because they were in a good mood, Jonas and Rhine started joking.

But in the Federation, thousands of miles away, things were not so comfortable.

Chapter 510 Noelle: Everyone, I'm back

The atmosphere within the Federation was even more impetuous than before the war began, but the Internet was as calm as a dead body of water, unable to stir up any waves. Some people noticed that even the words "District 25" could not be posted. Once a video about District 25 was posted, it would be removed within ten minutes, as if the video had never existed.

They can discuss it offline, but they just complain about it when they are free. After lunch break, everyone continues to devote themselves to their work. Even if they chat, they just chat privately in the chat software - the situation in the group chat 25th District and the Federation will explode, and it will explode much faster than the hair color picture.

I cover my mouth when my feet hurt, and I cover my mouth when my hands hurt. When everything seems so calm, it seems as if nothing has happened.

"Miss Dorothy, we will continue to send reinforcements, but aren't we paying too many resources? We have paid so much for the Federation, so shouldn't those financial groups that are just watching from the sidelines also pay something?"

In the living room, Dorothy sat opposite a gentle and elegant middle-aged man in a suit. His tone was easygoing, but his words were not as sharp as they seemed. "If the war situation is not quite what we expected, we will not continue to pay. After all, it was the Mison family's idea to go to war with District 25, not ours."

It's already obvious.

There are still many people who believe that the Federation will win, and even the big companies in the Federation basically think so. They believe that the current weakness of the Federation is only because they have not given Dorothy their wholehearted support - the current situation is just that their reinforcements are not enough. As long as they are willing to contribute materials and efforts normally, it will not be like this now.

It's not that they can't stand the Federation, nor do they want District 25 to conquer the Federation. They just happen to be able to suck some blood from the Misen family, such as driving up prices a little bit, and then slightly raising the prices of those items that are in urgent need. They don't need to raise them too high, just a normal increase, and they can make a fortune.

After all, those medical supplies are definitely necessary.

"What do you mean?"

Dorothy sat indifferently on the sofa chair, and did not respond to the middle-aged man's words: "Several companies and consortiums have joined forces, just want to bite off a piece of the Mison family at this time?"

“Iran, Dawson… Do you think these companies combined can influence the Mison family?”

"No, no, no, Miss Dorothy, harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth, our goal is to make money, but not to make money from the Misson family, what we mean is..."

The middle-aged man was about to explain, but Dorothy interrupted him directly: "First, all medical supplies and materials will be provided free of charge by you. I don't care how you get them, and you must send them all to the battlefield. Second, tell those who want to make a fortune in the chaos that the will of the Misson family is the will of the federation. If you do this again, I don't mind having a few more companies and industries under the Misson family."

"Is the Mison family too kind to you? Or are you too greedy? If I don't give you the benefits you want, will you betray the Mison family and replace them with someone from District 25 to sit in this position?"

After she finished speaking, she stood up, her tone still calm, as if she didn't care about the matter at all: "If it weren't for Lin Gong, I wouldn't have met you at all, but now it seems that Lin Gong still hasn't made any progress. For the Misen family, District 25 is just a little trouble in front of them. I can just leave them alone and take care of the internal affairs of the Federation first."

The Federation's internal affairs sound good, but in fact it is just about cleaning up the various companies that are causing trouble. The Federation has been peaceful for too long, causing these companies to forget the fangs that the Misen family should have shown.

The shortage of various supplies on the battlefield is because the Misen family is wrestling with other forces in the federation behind the scenes. They are withholding various supplies in an attempt to bite off a piece of meat from the Misen family.

But alas, Dorothy wouldn't let them.

"I understand. I'll tell them when I get back."

"This is the final notice. Do not let me see the words 'supply shortage' on the battlefield again."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, nodded, and placed his hand on his left chest: "Comply with the will of the Mison family."

When he walked out, Lin Gong came towards him, but the middle-aged man didn't even look at him.

"Mrs. Dorothy..."

"In the future, don't let them come to me for this kind of thing, no matter how hard they try. If you are not convinced, just go find someone in the family. Got it?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Dorothy spoke to Lin Gong in a scolding tone. After she finished scolding, she saw that Lin Gong had not left yet, and frowned: "What's the matter? Is there anything else?"

"Ms. Dorothy, Noelle.....Miss Noelle is back."

The entire living room fell silent, leaving only Dorothy's heavy breathing. After a while, she seemed to calm down, but her tone was a little anxious: "She's back? Where is she now?"

Noel finally came back after so many days, and Dorothy finally let go of the heavy stone in her heart. This was the only good news she had heard in all these days.

"Ms. Noelle is in the hospital now. The doctor said that she is malnourished and injured, but she is not seriously injured. The injuries on her body are superficial. They look serious, but she will recover with rest. When I went there, Miss Noelle was already asleep."

Lin Gong felt very uncomfortable as he talked about Noelle's information.

"Block the information. No information about Noelle is allowed to appear outside without my permission. Add more personnel around the hospital. If you see any suspicious people, you don't need to report it. Just arrest them directly."

She stood up, her face showing her rarely-revealed emotions.

As soon as Noel comes back, she can free up her hands to deal with District 25 while directly dealing with those with ill intentions in the Federation. It can be said that Noel is her other brain.

"Then I'll take you to Noelle's hospital now?"

"Let Noelle have a good rest first. I can't imagine how she returned to the Federation. She needs to relax for a while. Yes, she needs to have a good rest..."

Dorothy's emotions gradually calmed down and she looked at Lin Gong: "Give me a list of the companies that are causing trouble at this time."

It's time to liquidate these hyenas who only care about profit and the vultures hovering in the air.

Chapter 511 Noelle: Water is poisonous

In the best hospital in the Federation, Noelle had an IV tube inserted in her hand. Her face, which had originally looked delicate, was now full of fatigue. Even after washing and resting, she could not hide the fatigue on her face. Various information kept popping up in the information, but she didn't care at all. She turned her head and looked at the apples on the table. Her eyes were dazed and a hint of fear flashed across her.

She looked at the apple, her fingers trembling, and she was muttering something under her breath.

"No, it's okay, that's not Jonas, it's just an apple, an ordinary apple, Jonas is not nearby, not nearby..."

After a few self-hypnosis, Noelle's fingers stopped trembling, but slowly calmed down, and her breathing gradually became steady. She closed her eyes, picked up the apple, and opened her lips: "Jonas is a scum, a pervert, a psychopath..."

She felt like she had already used all the curse words she had learned in her life, but her lips and mind didn't react at all.

What's going on? Why is it not working?

Noelle did this not to vent her emotions, but to test something. She originally thought that as long as she said bad words or did bad things to Jonas, her lips would close, just like what happened in the parking lot.

Does it have to be something substantial that would harm Jonas?

Noel put down the apple and stared blankly out the window, wondering how to deal with Jonas. He was the most difficult enemy he had ever met in all these years. How could he help Dorothy defeat Jonas?

The first moment Noelle returned to the Federation, she did not think about resting, but instead looked up what major events had occurred in the Federation and District 25 during this period. After all, when she escaped back, the originally uninhabited wilderness was full of war.

The moment Noelle saw the information, her heart sank. Just as she had guessed, District 25 and the Federation had gone to war, and it was District 25 that started the fight first.

"Noelle, did you rest well?"