We are afraid of taking everything seriously. But for people like Busca, who has fought in the war and worked as a skilled worker and is now an engineer, once he takes it seriously, the effect will naturally be doubled.
He took his friends and spent three days to organize 150,000 workers. He spent another week to let them learn the most basic reading and writing, and taught them how to operate power gloves and basic tools.
tool.
As a result, the construction work of the light rail was finally on track.
Assembling the main construction of the track, laying electromagnetic equipment and tracks, and debugging the voltage and magnetic field. Naturally, they cannot do these technical tasks, but wearing labor gloves, they can at least take over all the purely physical work.
However, this was not the end. In addition to the work company with one hundred workers per unit, Busca organized five companies into a battalion. Each camp was equipped with a terminal and projector, and installed
He created literacy software for 3-year-old children and used it for Shaman laborers to learn literacy. He required that all laborers, organized as work companies, must spend one night a week to attend classes.
The laborers from Shaman were puzzled and said that literacy should be a matter for the gentlemen, so what does it have to do with lower-class people like them? As long as there is work to do and food to eat, isn't it good?
You know, now they can get twenty kilograms of grain every day they work, and salted fish and insect cakes every ten and a half days, plus some medicines and other daily necessities as bonuses, which is enough for the whole family to survive.
What's more, they won't be beaten to death by the masters because they moved their left leg first and fed to the lizards. For ordinary sand people and slaves, this is a good life that they could not even think about before.
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Of course, after Busca sent out the ultimate rule of "Failure to complete study tasks, rations will be deducted", the Sand People's enthusiasm for learning immediately increased.
The population of the sand people on the entire planet is estimated to be more than 200 million. The quality of life and social understanding of most of them are still in the Bronze Age. However, at least these 150,000 workers and their families are now
Stepping into the future down to earth.
After doing all this, Busca did not realize what a feat he had achieved. He only performed all this out of the simple moral values of a laborer and a youth club member.
A month later, after Simon Wayali and Akinayama Hachiman easily settled the cross-examination of the Governor's Mansion, they began to think about how to sign some young men from the sand people to supplement the defense force of the new Yumen.
"If we want long-term peace and stability here, in addition to providing jobs for the sand people, we must also arm them." Hachiman said.
Officials in the Governor's Mansion felt that this arrogant "Moon Man" was simply going crazy. Although top students from prestigious schools like to go crazy, this crazy method doesn't even follow the basic laws.
However, Simon Vayali immediately expressed his approval.
"We Earthlings have no problem discriminating against different races. There are Grays, Bears, and Taurens in the community army. Even my good friend Mengjiao is a Highlander. Why can't there be Sand People?"
Seeing that the bureaucrats at the Governor's Office and the Security Headquarters were still full of doubts about this, Hachiman said: "We are recruiting stormtroopers for the Thirteenth Fleet and have nothing to do with the New Yumen area. Don't worry, if something goes wrong, it will also be caused by
We are just responsible.”
Having said that, if trouble really breaks out, how can the local department not take the blame? But they really have no reason to stop it, so they can only let these two young officers with backstage operate it.
However, when they actually started to operate, they were surprised to find that there were more than 10,000 sand workers who could read and write.
They soon learned that this was all the fault of Bouska's literacy class.
"This is the power of workers!" Simon, a child born in a soy sauce factory, felt that he had gained a new understanding.
"If Yu Lian had used this trick when he was here, the riots in New Yumen would have been impossible." Akinayama Hachiman, who was born as a young gangster, is used to thinking in a utilitarian way.
"When the Xinyumen Incident happened, the Chairman had been here for less than two weeks. He didn't even understand the cultural habits of the sand people. How could he do this?" Simon said something fair.
In short, the two officers were very moved by Busca's work, and without hesitation, they took 5,000 people from the labor force and organized them into a guard marine brigade.
At present, there is no power armor that can be worn by sand people in the community's arsenal, but as long as it is slightly modified with an engineering exoskeleton and two armor plates are installed at key locations, it can be used as military equipment for the time being. In addition, it can be used as military equipment.
, although the average height and strength of the sand people are higher than that of humans, their upper limbs are still relatively thick, and they can still use the rifles of human marines.
As a result, thirty years after the community colonized Xinyumen, it finally had an army composed of local people.
Simon said to these desert workers who had put on military uniforms and picked up weapons, but were still ignorant: "Accept our training and command, and learn how to be a soldier. You do not need to suppress your own reports.
But you have an obligation to protect everything that came before!"
Then, with the help of a translator, Hachiman vividly reminded everyone of what kind of life you poor people and slaves lived before, and what kind of life you would encounter if other sand people came back.
encounter.
"Your previous status was not even as good as the mechanical sex doll that the Lord of the City bought from the Alliance. So, who is your enemy?" Hachiman concluded.
"I will teach you how to become a true warrior, a warrior who knows how to protect everything you have." Simon said.
The morale of the sand people was boosted.
However, perhaps only half of them were because of this grievance meeting, and the other half was because they learned that soldiers who ate the imperial rations could have meat to eat.
There is no way, the sand people born at the bottom have never had any nationalist sentiments, they just ignorantly regard these earth officers as saviors who fell from the sky. Now, they must regard them as their division commanders.
Indeed, up to this time, the sand people still did not understand their situation, but they felt that their confused minds seemed to be getting clearer. They also intuitively realized that being cannon fodder for the city lords and tribal elders would
It is not the same thing as serving as a soldier for the masters of the earth.
As for Busca, the best and bravest among the labor force under his command were all recruited to join the army. He immediately realized what it means to catch strong men, and his blood pressure immediately went up.
The elderly people in the factory had previously told the children who had grown up in the Red Maple Factory how the young men of Lumina were captured and used as cannon fodder during the empire's rule.
However, he really has no reason to stop it. Because the workers who join the army are all voluntary, and they also receive a military salary. Although it is only half of the Rumina Guard... But we must know that local autonomy like the Guard
The products and military pay are all raised by the local government. Whether it is more or less can only depend on the degree of local development.
From then on, Busca had no good feelings towards Akinayama Hachiman and Simon Vayingali.
No, even when Simon passed by him while leading a group of Sand Soldiers for training, he still had his face slung over his shoulder, deliberately showing a cold expression. He was afraid that he would show reluctance.
You know, these soldiers are the best young men among the laborers, and they may be able to produce a few engineers.
Of course, this is also the biggest dissatisfaction Busca can express. Although he is still young, he is already considered an excellent worker leader, and he naturally knows his priorities.
You know, although Mr. Summers, who arrived at Xinyumen just last month, brought him three pieces of good news, they were not as shocking as the last piece of bad news.
Two months ago, the main fleet of predators broke through the empire's glory gate.
I originally thought that the Empire, who was beaten up by the captain in the far shore nebula, had a stretched crotch, but I never expected that the crotch would stretch like this! Busca couldn't help but think.
The majestic overlord of the galaxy! How could a mere predator break through the star gate? It would be shameless to cause so much trouble to everyone!
Busca is not afraid of the plunderers. There are just a group of crueler and more organized pirates on his left and right. After all, he has experienced even the virtual world monsters and the invasion of the empire. Things that can make him moved are already in this universe.
There is not much left. But as an excellent engineer, he is very worried about the progress of the project. You know, according to the original plan, we will build the light rail in the first half of the year, and have the factories on both sides start production within this year.
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In this way, he can happily return to his hometown and continue his studies at Suncheon Institute of Technology.
During this period, the transport ships that arrived at Xinyumen from the mainland all brought weapons and more reinforcements, but they did not have what he wanted most, large-scale engineering equipment equipped with anti-gravity devices.
Busca knew that it was precisely because of the raiders that the community had used all its precious transport capacity to strengthen reinforcements. The order of civilian ships could only be continuously pushed back.
"Don't worry, you are leading the workers of the sand people very well. As long as the plunderers don't come to cause trouble, we will catch up with the plan." Simon comforted.
The premise is that they really don't come to cause trouble! Busca smiled in front of him, but he sighed again in his heart.
"Then, I won't disturb your training." Buska reluctantly looked away from the sand soldiers wearing exoskeletons.
However, Simon had no intention of leaving immediately. He hesitated and said, "Cloth worker, I need to take away another 10,000 workers from you."
Busca immediately became anxious after hearing this, and stood up from the bed of the truck with a loud voice: "... Hey, you, comrade major, don't push yourself too hard! I tell you, although we are all members of the youth club
Member, but I am from the Rumina branch, and you, the secretary of the Thirteenth Fleet branch, can’t control me!”
"...I am actually the deputy secretary." Simon corrected him nonchalantly, and then said: "I want to configure four positions for the orbital anti-aircraft artillery battalion on the hills surrounding the No. 2 factory site, and a shield.
Generator. Six more air defense battalions will be deployed along the line of our light rail construction site."
Busca was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "This, such a big battle? It has been two months since the predators broke through the star gate, and there is still no news. Will they really come to attack here?"
New Yumen is indeed the community's most valuable colonial planet in the New World. Although it is a dry desert planet with a population of more than two million, not including sand people, and only one tulon in the big city, it is rich in precious metals, drought-resistant spices, etc.
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However, no matter how you put it, compared to the fertile agricultural planets of the Empire's Glorious Governor's Mansion, New Yumen is indeed very barren.
"At least we can't be sure that the predators won't come, so we don't qualify for gambling," Simon said.
Busca had to admit that the other party was right.
"The plunderers are indeed a large-scale pirate group that is larger, more organized, more organized, and more brutal. But since they are pirates, they always have a profit-seeking side. We only need to make them believe that if they attack rashly,
The new Yumen will definitely make them pay a price they cannot afford, which may make them retreat."
Busca showed a pained expression, as if he had missed 100 million. However, he still grinned and said: "...Give me two days, and I will prepare 10,000 people for you."
Simon nodded gratefully: "After a while, you can just hand over to Lieutenant Ander from the Engineering Department."
Afterwards, Simon and the human and sand citizen soldiers wearing power armor continued to advance.
Busca watched the group of people disappear over the horizon, then lowered his eyelids and glanced at a certain labor leader who was still in a daze under the car.
This is also a smart and clever young sandman named Tutu. He can now speak a lot of Earth's common language. Busca has always felt that if this young man can complete the basic education here on Earth, he will be a great success.
He has the potential to be an excellent engineer like himself.
"Go ahead. The work of leveling the ground is just mechanical physical work, but the technical content of building artillery positions is much higher. Even if you just do manual work, it will still be very helpful for your growth."
Tutu listened with only a partial understanding. His current language skills are not yet able to understand so much complex information.
Therefore, the translator hired from Tulon quickly conveyed Busca's words to the other party.
The Shamin foreman was immediately overjoyed and wanted to kneel down again, but Busca quickly pulled him up.
"However, within two days, you have to finish writing in the copybook I left for you. I'll check it tomorrow!"
Tutu understood this and suddenly showed a sad or even fearful expression.
As a result, the ordinary workers who were eating and watching the excitement all burst out laughing.
Although Busca couldn't understand the expressions of these creatures that looked like upright alligators, he could feel their emotions. The bad news about the predators in recent days had made him sleepless, and his mood suddenly changed.