Let them offer their loyalty

Just as Noelle was thinking about whether to investigate something further, Dorothy's communication came through.

"Miss Dorothy, I'm fine. Everything is fine. There's nothing wrong with my health."

Noelle put away all the speculations about Jonas in his mind, nodded to Dorothy, and a guilty look appeared on his face: "I'm sorry, Miss Dorothy, I messed up this matter in District 25."

"No, Noelle, it's my problem. I didn't expect District 25 to be so bold as to do this directly. I'm sorry that you've suffered."

Dorothy looked at Noel's face. What had happened had already happened. It would be useless to blame Noel. It would be better to let Noel have a good rest first.

She was not a gentle person, but she knew what Noelle had endured.

"By the way, where's Zero? Why didn't she come back with you? Do you have any news about her?"

Dorothy felt a little uneasy. Noelle was back, but what about Zero?

"zero....."

Noelle was silent for a moment, a trace of guilt appeared on her face. She shook her head, feeling depressed: "I didn't know at first, but later the captain of the team who rescued me said that Zero went to the Alt Foundation alone to attract firepower in order to save me, and that's how he rescued me."

Dorothy fell silent. After a while, her tone was no longer calm. Instead, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's Jonas again..."

Yes, Jonas, always Jonas.

First it was Noelle, then Zero, then the Federation, and even she had all been more or less defeated at the hands of Jonas, which was something Dorothy had never expected at first.

It's just a small District 25, how could they become like this?

"I understand, Zero, I will definitely rescue him."

After a moment of silence, Dorothy spoke with a guilty tone: "Noelle, I know you just came back and you are very tired both physically and mentally. I shouldn't ask you for this matter, but there are too few people around me who can be used."

Not only loyal, but also capable, those people are far inferior to Noel.

But Noelle has just returned and she has to take on such a heavy responsibility. I feel really sorry for her.

"what happened?"

Noelle cheered herself up, put her hands together on her belly, and a serene smile appeared on the corners of her mouth: "Tell me, Miss Dorothy, I'm not that fragile, these are just a little bit of hardship for me."

Yes, compared to that time, the suffering we endured is so much less.

"Okay, Noelle, I hope you can take over part of my time and help me manage various affairs on the battlefield. I need to spare some time to make those families in the Federation who have second thoughts give up."

Dorothy sighed, which was rare. She would only do this in front of Noelle. "I originally wanted to thoroughly reorganize the Federation before going to war with District 25, but before I could do that, District 25 went to war with us directly. I was responsible for both sides alone, and even I couldn't handle it perfectly. Fortunately, you are back."

Manage various affairs on the battlefield?

Noelle was stunned for a moment and felt a little dizzy. It seemed that there was a being muttering to her in her mind. She held her forehead. Although she was lying on the bed, her body was still shaking.

It feels like something is wrong...

She shook her head, trying to hear what the being was saying.

"Noelle, do you know?"

Is this Jonas' voice? He's mentally attacking me?

Noelle tried hard to hear Jonas' voice clearly and groped around little by little, but to outsiders, she seemed to be lost in thought.

"Noelle, listen to me."

What happened...

Noel listened to Jonas' voice blankly, and his whole thinking began to become sticky, as if the gears of a machine suddenly rusted and could only turn bit by bit.

"You want to help the Federation defeat District 25, but it's difficult. But it doesn't matter. I will give you the best advice to help you."

In Noelle's mind, the mark was slowly emitting light.

"Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, but remember, pride comes before a fall. The more you help Jonas gain an advantage on the battlefield, the more proud Jonas and District 25 will become. If you want to defeat District 25, you have to help Jonas and District 25. Do you understand?"

Water is highly poisonous.

Thoughts are stamped, and this is why Jonas is not worthy of a backhand on Noelle.

"The more I help Jonas, the easier it will be to help Jonas. I understand..."

Noelle recovered and didn't feel anything was wrong.

"Noelle, Noelle, what's wrong with you?"

During the communication, Dorothy seemed to be feeling something was wrong and called out to Noelle urgently.

"Miss Dorothy, I understand."

Chapter 512: Area 25 Directly Triggers a Combo

In District 25, in the office of the Alte Group, Jonas was sitting on the sofa, shaking his wine glass leisurely, while Eiffel was sitting in his original boss chair, checking various documents. Compared with the busyness of the previous few days, Jonas now handed over everything to Eiffel. It can be said that he just became a hands-off boss. After arranging all the previous matters, the rest were handed over to Eiffel, the little genius of the Alte Group.

"Mr. Jonas, the companies you mentioned earlier did come to us on their own initiative. They can provide various daily necessities for the battlefield free of charge, but their requirement is to put their various trademarks on the plastic bags used to transport those supplies."

Eiffel paused for a moment and looked at Jonas in confusion: "Mr. Jonas, I still don't know why they rushed over to deliver these. Almost all the daily necessities were taken care of by them. Originally, the price they offered was the cost price, then half of the cost price, and finally it is now free. Don't they need to make money?"

She actually knew why the capitalists were doing this, but this group of people changed their faces too quickly. In the morning, they were still using various excuses to shirk responsibility, saying that the cost price was agreed upon with the Alte Group and any less would not work. Then in the afternoon and evening, they started to change their faces and began to offer daily necessities at half the original price, and finally provided them for free.

"It's very simple. They only believe in profit. Otherwise, why didn't I take it slow and steady with the Federation, but instead deployed most of the tactical mechas right from the start? Their eyes light up as soon as they see profit. When they see the advantage of District 25, they start running in front of us and wagging their tails. Believe it or not, if we and the Federation were in a stalemate from the beginning, they would definitely not be like this now."

Jonas played with his pen, carelessly ignoring the various information pushes. "The war won't end so quickly. At the beginning of the war, there are many things that need to be done to show people, such as listing various data on our advantages, such as various negative information about the Federation, so that those hyenas who won't move until they see meat will come to the Alt Consortium to seek cooperation for their own interests. I can guarantee that if we don't play our good cards at the beginning, they will start to raise the price, and District 25 will not be as peaceful as it is now."

District 25 has no shortage of fourth-generation tactical mechas, but that doesn't mean they can be so extravagant and use a large number of tactical mechas in unimportant areas. But Jonas did just that. He needed to first demonstrate his advantage over the Federation in District 25, let those hyenas smell the meat, and directly solve the logistics problem.

They don't care about any contract issues, as long as they have money, they will be the same as any master - capitalists will always stand on the winning side, because the winning side has the greatest benefits, so they will only stand on the winning side.

So Jonas went all out from the beginning, and now the situation is as he wished. Everything is fine in District 25, but it is a different story in the Federation.

"We don't need them to provide it for free. Tell them that we can make money together. We can forge a route from other areas to the Federation and tell them that we can sell it to the Federation at a 20% premium. However, we can use a different method and let them do what they are most familiar with, such as messing up the market, scalping, causing riots, whatever. We will only lose a little bit of supplies, but the prices of various supplies in the Federation will fluctuate, which is very profitable."

"Also, publicize the benefits of being a soldier in District 25. There is no need to recruit soldiers. Instead, let the soldiers of the Federation see our benefits. Tell them that District 25 never mistreats prisoners. The treatment enjoyed by the Federation soldiers is the same as that of District 25. After the war, they can go to District 25 or return to the Federation. During the publicity process, remember to cut off the logistics line on the Federation side."

Jonas picked up the wine glass with one hand, walked slowly behind Eiffel, and raised his hand slightly towards the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The red wine in the glass reflected the neon lights, emitting a tempting light color. Then, this glass filled with rich and prosperous red wine was drunk by him.

"The Federation treats soldiers as consumables. Tell them that we in District 25 are different. We are people-oriented and harmonious. At the same time, tell the capitalists in the Federation not to take the Federation too seriously. They can also make a fortune in District 25, or make the Federation bleed."

He placed the wine glass on Eiffel's desk and lowered his brows: "We don't need anyone to die, nor do we need the Federation to change its name or become ruins. Instead, we need to replace the person in charge of the Federation with the Alte Consortium."

"Mr. Jonas..."

Eiffel interrupted Jonas and looked at him calmly: "Are you drinking the glass of red wine that I prepared to relax with after work?"

"Don't worry about it, isn't there still some there?"

Jonas smiled and sat back on the sofa. Everything was going as he expected except for Dorothy. Everything was going too smoothly, so smoothly that Jonas thought it was a trap set by Dorothy. Until the market there was really messed up and the performance on the front line was not satisfactory, even if Jonas did not make any more efforts on the front line, he still had the advantage.

Is it because the attack was too sudden, causing Dorothy to be unable to handle affairs within the Federation, or is it because the family behind Rhine has made a move, causing Dorothy to wrestle with others?

Just as Jonas was thinking, he felt his mind move slightly and a connection was forming in his brain. Feeling carefully, he found that Noel's back-up plan was triggered.

The words and thoughts that had been set up were slowly emerging in Noel's mind. Until Jonas felt that Noel was completely infused with something that belonged to him, the only thing in his mind was that helping Jonas was the best way to defeat Jonas, and he smiled with satisfaction.

"Mr. Jonas, what's wrong?"

Eiffel looked at the inexplicable smile on Jonas's lips and felt a little curious.

"It's just that some good things are happening... I received news that Noelle has returned to the Federation."

Jonas squeezed his palms, and the smile on his face grew wider.

"Tell all media in the Federation and District 25 to spread the word that Miss Noelle has surrendered to District 25 and volunteered to be the insider."

I'm sorry, this familiar combo is going to be used on another person.

Chapter 513: Noelle, just give it to me!

Intelligence determines the success or failure of a battle.

Whether your intelligence source is correct and stable enough will affect your judgment of the entire battlefield. On the battlefield, every decision you make is extremely important. This is not a game or a war simulator. Before you make your own decision, you must know what consequences it will lead to. Soldiers are not cold data. Can you really let them die without knowing anything?

It really works.

To the Federation, soldiers are just consumables, far less useful than the fourth-generation tactical mechas. These soldiers who have not undergone full-body prosthetics can only be used as cannon fodder, or as smokescreens to mislead the enemy. The soldiers know very well that if the Federation does not pay them enough, they will never work for the Federation. Coupled with the previous shortage of supplies and lack of reinforcements, the Federation’s soldiers are even more dissatisfied, resulting in no one wanting to contribute, just getting by one day at a time, and retreating immediately when they encounter a force they cannot resist.

District 25 understands this better than they do.

It’s not that I can empathize with you, but the 25th District and the Federation have a lot in common.

"You are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are you trying to play Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio with me..."

Looking at the overwhelming information propaganda, Jonas sat on the sofa, playing with the cold pen in his hand, muttering to himself.

It must be said that after Noel and Dorothy divided the work and cooperated, the situation on the battlefield stabilized a lot. At least the federal supplies were no longer in short supply. At most, some people were still hiding the material resources in their hands, hoping for a big wave to make a fortune for the federation.

"Eiffel, have you prepared the publicity materials comparing the welfare of soldiers in District 25 and the Federation? Also, vigorously publicize the shortage of supplies in the Federation. Even though they have reorganized their logistics now, it would be bad if they don't use the bullets sent by others. Well, find a few actors with good acting skills, have them pretend to be deserters from the Federation, and make a tragic accusation in front of the media in District 25..."

Just one night later, the Federation had sorted out its logistics and the restless families inside. Even Rhine called and said that her family could not help for the time being. If more trouble came up, Dorothy would probably choose to take action directly, even if it meant spending some blood and putting the Federation in an uneasy situation.

"I see, Mr. Jonas."

"And what about the manuscripts that promote Noelle as a federal traitor? Are they ready?"

These manuscripts are of utmost importance. If the propaganda manuscripts of the federal soldiers above are a small stone thrown at the Federation, then these manuscripts that promote Noel as a federal traitor are the sharp knives stabbing at the Federation, weapons that will make both the Federation and Dorothy bleed heavily.

But now, the knife that is stabbing at the Federation is just a very small blade. It can't cause any harm to the Federation. It has to wait for a suitable opportunity.

"It's ready, Mr. Jonas. Do you want me to inform them to send it out now?"

Eiffel sat in the office chair that originally belonged to Jonas. Now she was more familiar with this office that originally belonged to Jonas than Jonas was.

"No, no, no, we don't need to. Just send out the part about the welfare of the Federation soldiers first. If we send out the article about Noelle now, it will hurt the Federation like stabbing it with a toothpick. Now we just need to promote Noelle's return to the Federation instead of directly promoting Noelle as a traitor to the Federation."

Publicizing these things without any evidence is like a clown farce in the eyes of Dorothy and the Federation. Not to mention them, even the civilians of the Federation would not believe it.

"Mr. Jonas, what do you mean?"

"Eiffel, do you know? Before fishing, every fisherman will let the fish relax their vigilance, put in a lot of fish feed, slowly let the fish gather around, and then put the fishhook down. In this way, the relaxed fish will bite the hook quickly. Of course, it is not ruled out that the fisherman cannot catch a single fish in a day."

Jonas put down his pen and said in a mocking tone, "We need to throw out some bait first and let the Federation win a small victory. They will publicize this hard-won victory. You know, we don't even need to publicize it. We just need to watch. I guarantee that the Federation will be even quicker to take the bait than those fish."

Jonas had no doubt that the IQ of fish might be slightly higher than that of the Federation.

When the Federation is desperate, it needs to use all kinds of propaganda to prove itself, so even a small victory can drive the Federation into emotional madness.

"Tell the front line to withdraw most of the fourth-generation tactical mechas to places farther away from the front-line battlefield, and send some relatively unimportant places. It will be a big show, but we must try to minimize casualties and material losses."

This actually still has certain risks. If Noel was not commanding the battlefield, Jonas would not dare to play like this. But when the opponent's commander-in-chief is his own person and can be remotely controlled at any time, Jonas begins to feel that he can just treat this as a novice game.

"I understand. Do you mean to let the Federation relax its vigilance and then raid the Federation? But..."

Eiffel was a little puzzled. She felt that even if the Federation had tasted a little sweetness, it would still remain vigilant. It would be impossible for the Federation to take the bait directly, and all these efforts would be in vain.

"No, Eiffel, these are little tricks that even children wouldn't fall for. You're right. If these tricks were used by a normal federation, they wouldn't even be looked at. But what if it were an abnormal federation?"

An abnormal federation?

Jonas looked at the puzzled Eiffel and felt a little malicious.

"Shall we make a bet, Eiffel?"

"Mr. Jonas, you can have anything you want from me, but if it is only to increase your pleasure, I am willing to gamble with you as you ask. You can decide what the stakes are."

Eiffel spoke in a calm tone, but his eyes flickered.

Jonas was speechless for a moment. He didn't expect Eiffel to hit the ball directly like this.

What to say?

"Forget it, Eiffel. Just do as I say. All the small losses are only for the sake of the extremely prosperous harvest on Harvest Day. It's also a good opportunity to see who in District 25 would dare to challenge the Alte Consortium because of a small loss."

I hope Noelle won't let herself down.

Chapter 514 Noelle: I understand, Master

The situation in the Federation stabilized in just one night. Since Noel's return, Dorothy's energy has been focused on one thing. Her methods have returned to their previous efficiency, and she has become more cold-blooded and ruthless than before.

The organizations that united small companies that wanted to get a piece of the pie were directly wiped out, and the big companies and consortiums that taught them what to do behind the scenes were also dealt with. Not only did they not get any benefit from Dorothy, but they also lost a few big and fat pieces of meat. As for those who promoted District 25 behind the scenes on the Internet, they either uprooted the forces behind them or started to advocate the federation.