Chapter 136, about to collapse
Having trouble doing things?
Purbeuf looked a little confused.
Henry was also patient in explaining at this time.
He first stretched out his hand and nodded to himself: "I am the wedge appointed by the Governor to Junk Town. If the Governor wants to take Junk Town, I have a duty. It is best to get the matter settled before the Governor's army arrives. At that time, the army only needs to come to the town and help implement the new alliance's system in Junk Town. If the army must use force, wouldn't it be a disadvantage for me? "
Purbov thought for a while and nodded slightly, which was considered to be recognition of Henry's idea.
Then, Henry pointed his hand at Perbeuf:
"As for Mr. Major, you have been ordered by the Governor to come to this wilderness to clear out all settlements and relocate the population. The remaining settlements must also change their flags and accept the complete and complete rule of the new alliance government to wipe out everything. Opponent. You are doing a good job, but it is not the best, because within these two hundred kilometers, there is a special existence called Garbage Town, which has a permanent population of 100,000, and another 100,000 people rely on Garbage Town to operate. A small territory was created, and there are another hundred thousand armed scavengers and adventurers who have entered the ruins of the tower for a long time to scavenge..."
"Whether it's the population or the importance of raw material extraction, this is the most important place among all the settlements around Fuxing City. And it's at an awkward position on the edge of your mission scope. The governor really didn't ask you to just use these eight hundred soldiers. Just take down Garbage Town, but if you can do it, wouldn’t it mean that you would get full marks on your originally qualified answer sheet?”
After thinking carefully, Purbov had to admit that he was indeed persuaded by Denison Henry.
There is another key point here. Henry doesn't know it. Isn't it clear to him that he came here with the accumulated merits and strives to succeed Yan Fangxu, who will later become the commander-in-chief of the entire army. The commander of the Xifeng Brigade?
At present, he has indeed completed his task step by step, and he has completed it to a satisfactory extent. Not only are nearly ten settlements over 200 kilometers under the rule of the new alliance, but the battle of Sanchi was almost completely wiped out at a very small cost. No one can say that he did not do a good job enough to deal with the bandits who were entrenched in this area.
But Perbov himself always felt that it was not enough.
Now, Henry placed the garbage town in front of his mouth, and he couldn't help but drool.
Garbage Town... He still remembered that when he was just a digger in the Broken Hole Society and lived a truly dark life, Garbage Town was a powerful place in the distance. Whether the entire Wastedong Society can have a meal depends entirely on whether the merchants in Junk Town are willing to spend more rice to buy the ore produced by their Wastedong Society.
To him, the presence of Garbage Town is even heavier than that of the nearby Fuxing City.
And in the blink of an eye, now, as the leader of the mining team, can I actually have the opportunity to lead the army to capture such a place?
But despite his desire for merit, Purbeuf was still able to maintain his sanity.
Even though Junk Town could barely be regarded as a settlement within the two hundred kilometers that the governor asked him to act on his own, he still remembered that he could not act without authorization.
It was not a small settlement. As Henry said, there are two to three hundred thousand people within the scope of the Garbage Town, and because of the unique industrial ecology, almost everyone holds a gun. There are ten armed scavengers and adventurers who lick blood on the tip of the knife all the year round. There are always thousands of people.
They are indeed not an army, but their equipment may be better than those of the marauders, and their combat experience and will are stronger.
If things didn't go well and a military conflict broke out, he wouldn't be able to win such a battle with his 800 men.
Not to mention, he might get stuck in the quagmire between Junk Town and the green-skinned orcs.
Therefore, he still insisted on his previous statement: "I need further authorization to act."
Henry smiled: "Of course, we will talk together when the signal is connected."
His goal has been achieved.
Even if Purbov dared to follow him now, he would not dare to let him follow him like this. He is not so bold as to dare to incite the army to do things beyond their authority without military orders.
It's too taboo, and even if it succeeds, the Governor will find an excuse to kill him afterwards.
He wouldn't make that mistake.
Come to Perbov, he really wants to borrow the military's communication radio.
Of course, in addition to this, the bigger idea is to persuade Perbov himself.
Simply executing orders and Purbov's own subjective initiative are of course two completely different situations.
It would be even better if Major Purbov could help him out when he reported to the governor later to increase the success rate.
But unexpectedly, this idea fell through in the end.
Because when the radio station was connected to Fuxing City, he got a piece of news.
The Governor was no longer in Fuxing City at this moment, but was heading towards Garbage Town with Lieutenant Colonel Thaddeus and the 2nd Infantry Division.
The Governor left one more sentence.
"I hope my army will only have to deal with those green-skinned orcs by then."
He had heard these words once before when he met the governor, but this time he had a different feeling.
He turned his head and looked at Perbeuf: "Do you understand what the Governor means?"
"Understood." Purbov said, "I will help you. But at the same time, I hope not to use knives or guns. My troops will stop twenty kilometers away from the garbage town. The rest is , I’ll leave it to you. If things don’t go well, I’ll wait until the 2nd Infantry Division arrives.”
"That's enough."
……
When Henry was talking to Perbeuf, he looked like he had the wisdom in his head, but in fact he was panicking.
Because he calculated his time.
Most of the time, the distance from Fuxing City to Garbage Town was just over two hundred kilometers. At normal marching speed, it would take three to five days at a faster pace, or no more than ten days at most at a slower pace.
Combined with the words left by the Governor, this is the time given to him to deal with the garbage town.
He had to hurry up.
Fortunately, following Purbeuf's combined battalion operations, speed is still guaranteed.
This combined battalion was almost entirely motorized. Even the heaviest 155 howitzer is mounted on wheels and towed by a tractor truck; all soldiers, including engineering companies and logistics support companies, all have troop transport trucks and baggage trucks.
Among the troops, the one who ran the slowest and held back the most was the armored company.
Twelve old tanks were dragged behind them. They could only run at a speed of 20 kilometers per hour, making people afraid that some of them would break down on the road.
In fact, this does happen.
Halfway through, a tank did break down.
But this did not affect the speed of the entire force. Some maintenance personnel and vehicle crew members were left behind, but the rest still successfully traveled the distance of fifty kilometers and arrived outside the garbage town.
At this time, it was already late at night. The troops stopped on the spot and built a camp, while Denison Henry, with a small number of followers and guards, met the team that came carefully from Junk Town to check the situation, explained it, and then entered the city calmly.
The scouts who came to check the situation did not disperse, and were still surrounding Perbov's troops in the dark.
Purbeuf wasn't impressed either.
He has already spread out the sentries and guards. As long as these people don't get too close and they want to watch from the outside, then just watch.
This calm and unhurried attitude made the snoopers on the periphery even more frightened.
Of course, the most frightening thing is the cannons, armored vehicles and tanks that cannot be seen clearly in the dark, but are indeed there.
Coupled with the way the soldiers followed orders and were well-trained, the snoops clearly understood that although this team was small in number, its combat effectiveness was extremely strong.
After contacting the background of the newly appointed agent, Mr. Henry, how can we not guess that this is a force from the New Alliance and affiliated with the Governor?
……
The next day, Denison Henry met the person he wanted to see.
His name is Jason Swann.
This is a man with white silk hair and a majestic face. His brows are stern, weathered, and vicissitudes of life.
He is the biggest agent in Junktown.
When Jason Swan was young, he was already hanging out in Garbage Town. At first, he was just an ordinary scavenger. He dared to fight hard and joined a small adventure group. Later he became the boss. Later, he ran the entire adventure group into a group and grabbed part of the business of refining raw materials. Later, he became the leader of a small adventure group. Some more business routes have been opened up...
He became the agent, and then slowly became the biggest one.
It's just a few words, but from the age of fifteen to now for thirty-five years, he has experienced countless intrigues and fights of life and death to reach his current position.
He controls the largest raw material processing factory in Junk Town and controls 20% of the business share. His prosperous adventure group called the 'Clock Iron Blade' is one of the best armed forces in Junk Town.
Industry and force constitute the prestige of Mr. Swann today.
He has always been unsmiling and shows his majestic side. Even in the recent difficult times, he has always maintained this attitude, which to some extent has also played a role in stabilizing people's hearts.
In fact, no one knows whether he panicked or not.
This was not the first time Denison Henry had met Swann.
Every time we met in the past, he was as humble as an ant. Even after he was nominated as an agent, the relationship between the two parties remained unchanged.
Apart from the new industries related to alloy plastic steel that he controlled, the power actually controlled by Henry himself was incomparable to the real boss of the garbage town.
But today, he had to change his thinking and straighten his waist.
He represents the Governor!
His mentality has changed.
Behind me stands the master of the entire planet. When the governor takes control of Fuxing City, this master is no longer just a name, but has real and powerful power as a guarantee.
With such a strong backing, why should I kowtow to an armed businessman leader in a garbage town?
I was really used to kneeling before!
Swann seemed to feel something. He raised his head, his eyes like an eagle and a wolf swept across Henry's face, and he spoke slowly, with a slightly hoarse voice:
"Are you here to persuade me to surrender to the governor of Fuxing City?"
Henry's calves were still a little weak, and many rumors about Swann's ruthless determination flashed through his mind.
He is not a tough person at all.
But he still tried to keep a decent look on his face.
"Yes," he said, "Do you have any other choice?"
"I can kill you." Swann's tone was cold.
Hearing this, Henry's butt tightened, but then relaxed again.
When I first heard this, it was quite scary, because Jason Swan is really capable of doing it.
However, after careful analysis, it can be concluded that Mr. Swann is just showing off.
Because a month ago, if he had dared to say anything to persuade you to surrender, Mr. Swan would have been afraid that he would not have said more to him, and he would have been shot dead.
But now, saying that he can be killed is actually a sign of guilty conscience.
After understanding this in an instant, Henry felt more relaxed.
"Of course, you can do this. You can be regarded as the master of Garbage Town. What's the difficulty in killing me?" Henry followed Swann's words with a compliment, but when his voice changed, he started again: "But This is not called choice.”
Swann said no more, just stared at Henry.
But Henry became more and more enthusiastic: "Isn't it the time when the current Garbage Town is most troubled by external and internal troubles? The increase in production of green-skinned orcs will still have the smallest impact. When the scavengers and adventurers discovered that they After the danger of entering the ruins of the tower has been greatly increased, and the harvest has been greatly reduced, will they still gather here? Especially since Fuxing City has become more attractive to refugees, the policies there are too tempting."
"Without these scavengers and adventurers, what will happen to the industries that rely on them? All those taverns, brothels, and cloakrooms will close; those primary processing industries of garbage will all close down; and the developed commercial and trade industries will also close down. The Plenary Session will not be able to do anything because of this, and eventually Garbage Town will become a real garbage that no one cares about.”
"To destroy Garbage Town, they don't even need those green-skinned orcs to break through our defenses and slaughter all our people. They just need to maintain the current pressure and make scavenging a high-risk, low-return thing. Our town, which was built on picking up trash, was destroyed.”
Henry talks about the crisis at the level of economic fundamentals.
Swann just listened silently.
This is not a noble idea.
This danger has already been seen by some, and is even happening now.
Most of the adventurers and scavengers in Garbage Town do not have much personal attachment to the agents. A small number of them are employed, and quite a few are even independent adventure groups. They enter the ruins of the city and earn basic income by picking up garbage and selling it. If they can pick up technological products, works of art, and relatively well-preserved psychic crystals that were usable in the pre-war era, they can make a lot of money. .
But now, because we have to fight against the green-skinned orcs, the risk of taking risks has increased and the benefits have decreased. They will also be specially recruited to fill the front lines where the confrontation is most intense. Although commissions and equipment are provided, this battle is still too difficult to fight. Many adventure groups will refuse to be recruited, or even leave the garbage town as a whole.
There are not many people leaving and the scale is not large yet, but this is an extremely dangerous sign and a precursor to the collapse of the embankment.
(End of chapter)