These sand people reinforcements arrived at the right time. Just when they arrived near the city, it happened to be the time when the thugs launched a surprise attack on the airport. However, the airport raid was suppressed almost at the beginning.
It went on without causing any ripples.
As a result, the reinforcements of the sand people who arrived near Tulong wisely obeyed the instructions of the security headquarters, stopped outside the city's cordon, set up camp, buried pots to make rice, and even sent people to the city to use requests.
He asked for some grain and meat.
In addition, some sand people went to a relatively open area outside the city, set up stalls and started selling fried sweet potatoes and fried white worms with rock salt. The main target customers were, of course, the construction workers of the sand people who were building the light rail.
Of course, some Lumina and human engineers who queued up from the Red Maple Factory ran to buy it and taste it after seeing the freshness. After all, we are all carbon-based mammals that walk independently, and their nutritional needs should be universal.
Of course, of course, they just took one bite, and then they were beaten up by their respective captains and the "club" branch secretaries. No matter how the nutrition is the same, they are of different races after all. How can they not go through the digestive adaptation test?
How about eating casually? It’s enough to make you hungry. What if you delay your work?
As for the Sha workers, the squad leaders and secretaries were very polite. They said that it was rest time anyway, so you could do whatever you wanted and spend the wages you received how you wanted.
All in all, the attitudes of the sand people are so correct that even Akinayama Hachiman with a magnifying glass could not find anything wrong with them. The Community has colonized this area for nearly 40 years, and has never seen such a well-behaved large-scale sand people group.
Already.
...Well, if you think about it carefully, there are actually some. Under the leadership of the engineers of the Red Maple Factory, aren't they the Shamin workers who are building railways, metallurgical plants and machinery plants?
Because of this, the arrival of these sand people did not arouse any tension among the citizens of the city, and most people were not even aware of it. At this time, all their attention had been attracted by the kidnapping case in the factory.
Even so, Akinayama Hachiman still showed great doubts about the existence of these and has been maintaining all-round surveillance of them.
At this moment, in the wilderness one hundred and fifty kilometers away from Tulong City, in the coalition camp from fifty-two "friendly" city-states and tribes, a strong sand warrior who looked like a big shot was
On a nearby hill, I looked at the distant city with a telescope.
"Didn't you say that the whole city will be in chaos? How long has this been going on?" He muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Hurry up and let the chaos begin! If there is no chaos, it will be difficult for me to stop here.
ah!"
As soon as he finished talking like this, he heard someone calling his name from behind: "Tituo, come quickly. The clan leaders above want to appoint some more warrior captains to the city. They discussed with the earth masters how to set up defenses, and then decided
It's you."
The young man named Ti Tuo stood up. His movements seemed a little awkward, like a robot with rusty joints. His expression was also a little dull, and there was almost no focus in his vertical pupils. However,
Because of the dark weather, the sand people who called him didn't notice anything unusual.
Tituo blinked his thick eyelids with scales, and his brown eyes suddenly regained consciousness, and his movements became flexible and natural.
He silently walked towards the companion who called him, looking at the cloth belt and military rank mark hanging diagonally on the other person's body with disgust on his face. Of course the other person was also a young sand citizen, and he was also very strong, but he didn't look very smart.
Looks like this. It's just that this big man from the sand people who is not too smart has a 9mm kinetic energy rifle on his back, a power ax on his waist, armor made of alloy tied to the vital parts of his body, and tied with cloth belts.
on the body.
The cloth belt is also decorated with a badge that is exactly the same as the orange armband of the Earth Guard, as well as three stripes representing rank.
This is the outfit of a proper squadron leader of the Sand Militia.
Because there are currently no uniforms in Xinyumen that are suitable for the body shape of the sand people, they can only use these cloth belts with markings to temporarily represent the status of the officers and soldiers of the militia.
Ti Tuo's eyes widened and he said in a rough voice: "Tutu, is this okay? You are the son of Moduo, the son of the King of Fire, Moduo. Is this okay?"
Tutu blinked his eyes and grinned with a simple smile: "My city-state has been gone for a long time! After my father died, all his loyal ministers also betrayed me and wanted to kill me. I am in a deserted country.
I have been wandering in the wilderness for more than a year. If I hadn't been picked up by Chief Wayali, I would have died there. But now, I am a militia squadron leader, with food and accommodation included, and a monthly allowance of 500
, and you can also read and learn literacy for free.”
Ti Tuo looked at the other person's happy face and was speechless for a moment.
"Chief Vayali also said that we, the captains, are the first batch to apply for citizenship, and the Earth side has already approved it. After this battle is over, by next month, I will be an official citizen of the Blue Star Community.
La! The subsidy can be increased to 1,500 by then."
Tutu puffed out his chest proudly, still looking so heartless and not very smart, but the pride in his eyes could not be concealed.
"Also! Last year, Chief Qiu Mingshan led a few wealthy Minlan gentlemen to visit his hometown. Yes, the city and castle had long been in ruins. But Minlan gentlemen said that there was a better place to live.
It is located on the inland sea and has a very good climate. It can be turned into a lakeside tourist town. It said that there are many lakeside paradises on the desert planet that are very unique. Although I didn't understand it, I was shocked. Chief Akinayama meant,
We will count the castle and the city area as our family's ancestral land. When the Minlan people pay the land purchase price, they will send the money to me. Hehehe, by then we will also be rich and citizens of the community, and we will move to the earth.
go."
Tutu looked at his old friend with a not-too-spiritual look, and said earnestly: "Ti Tuo, isn't this why we fight for life and death? I know you are Kaziz Khan's cousin, but your family
You're the only one left, so don't do stupid things. Really, don't do stupid things! If that doesn't work, how about you join the militia? But be my adviser for a while. Really,
I won’t lie to you, the salary is very good. And with your abilities, you might even be able to officially become a guard officer!"
When the other party was still silent, Tutu said again: "I'll wait for you at the gate of the camp. Then just follow me into the city." Then he walked away humming a tuneless earth song.
Ti Tuo looked at the opponent's back and stood there for nearly half a minute.
"So, is this all right?" There was obvious confusion and struggle in his eyes again.
Ti Tuo had always looked down on this guy who was not very smart and had his timidity written on his face. He was obviously the only son of the famous warrior city lord, but he didn't even inherit the slightest bit of courage from his father. But now, he suddenly discovered that when
When this guy found his position, his waist was even straighter than when he was a prince of the city-state.
Moreover, is this guy really not smart? His mind seems to be too clear!
"Is this okay? Is this the future of the sand people? Why is it like this? No, it shouldn't be like this!" He murmured to himself, but then, it seemed that he was stimulated by some unknown force.
It was as if his spirit had been lifted. Some beating flesh sprouts seemed to pop up from the gaps in his scales, and the trance in his eyes seemed to solidify. After a moment, the dull eyes regained focus and became a vivid living person again.
.
He snorted coldly and strutted towards the camp at the foot of the mountain.
This force, which consists of 200,000 young and middle-aged people of the Sha people, is composed of city-states and tribes that have good relations with the colonial government. Those relatively powerful city lords and leaders of large tribes became this "rabble".
"leader of.
In Ti Tuo's opinion, these gentlemen are actually full of stupid men, and they are easy to fool. Although he only has two or three thousand direct descendants under his command, he is already very influential among the 200,000 troops. Those who are stupid and fatuous
The "big guys" also trust me very much.
No, after a few discussions with the "big guys", he was officially appointed as the representative of the Sand Democratic Alliance and prepared to go to the city to attend the so-called defense meeting.
The group of them were riding in a large all-off-road pickup truck that could carry more than a dozen militia soldiers at a time. There was also a machine gun installed in the front of the truck.
If this thing were placed in the mainland, it would be the equipment of gangsters at most, but if it is placed in Xinyumen, this kind of dual-use vehicle that can occasionally haul goods is deeply loved by the sand people. No, Tituo
Looking at this big pickup truck, I did not hide my envy and hatred from beginning to end. I felt that my fast-moving lizard, which was very strong and said to be able to travel thousands of miles a day, should be killed and eaten.
It wasn't until he was about to enter the city that he learned from Tutu that the rioters who attacked the airport had failed and were now driven to the factory area to put up a stubborn resistance.
There were only about thirty people? Wasn't the original plan supposed to have thousands of people launching a riot? Tituo was so shocked that he was completely speechless for the next moment.
Until he was about to enter the city, he couldn't help but look at the lively scene in the wilderness on the roadside. Now, several market areas have been designated in the countryside outside the shield of Tulong City, and naturally they have also been hung up.
There are all kinds of colorful billboards. The place is very much like a small commodity market in a suburban county. Although it is a bit messy and disorderly, it is full of market atmosphere.
Even so, to these sand people, it was a Western scene they had never seen before.
"Hey, look, as I said, Tulong has changed a lot in the past two years. If I hadn't heard that there was going to be a war, this place would be even more lively." Tutu looked proud.
You are so proud, it's not your fault. Tituo snorted in his heart, and then saw a stall under a big roadside billboard, and a sandman with black scales next to the stall.
This Sand Man, who was already very majestic by looking at the quality and color of his scales, opened his mouth wide and showed a business smile, and was patiently explaining something to a group of passing Sand People.
What's important is that several of the sand people who listened attentively and with moved faces were Ti Tuo's subordinates.
He was so angry that he just wanted to jump out of the car, but he recognized the face of the black-scaled sand man, and couldn't help but look at Tutu: "Then, that person is Fashan! Then, is that really Fashan?"
"It's Mr. Fashan. Oh, he also has a stall here!"
"He, he is a disciple of Great Elder Hessen! Back then, he also participated in the Battle of Tulong."
"Hessen, I don't remember this name." Tutu looked like I was really not very smart, but said: "Now he is an agricultural contractor and has contracted a large area of land in Jing'en Valley to grow food provided by the youth club.
, the work is booming. It is said that they are planning to expand the farm area, and they should need manpower. By the way, don’t you often buy those sweet potatoes and large black beans? No one will starve to death this year, right?"
Indeed, since last year, at least those who have good relations with the colonial government have rarely had food crises. They can often buy the food they need at much lower prices than usual. Although everyone still cannot eat.
Full, but at least no one is starving to death.
In the past, this would have been a prosperous and prosperous year.
Of course Fashan didn't know that the drought-tolerant grains cultivated by someone with spiritual power had already been planted in Xinyumen. Among them, a large number of "powerful" sand people contracted the land and forged swords into plowshares.
Suddenly he became a large farmer and lived a happy life.
Of course, whether they are earthlings or sand people, they will feel that the quality of these grains is not good, and the dishes made from them do not taste good. If they are used to feed livestock, New Yumen indeed lacks the necessary natural conditions for large-scale livestock raising.
Therefore, Xinyumen still needs to import a large amount of food from the imperial colonies.
However, being forced to import food and actively importing food while ensuring food security are completely different things.
Tutu looked at his old friend who was already showing fascination, and said: "In short, the club has listed many terms for cooperation. If you are interested, you can also take a look. Tituo, your tribe occupies the
The grassland is actually pretty good, and there are mines nearby...Tituo, Tituo? What's wrong with you?"
The young leader of the Sand People tribe let out a deep sigh, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "This is really the kind of world we hate to come to the most."
"Ah? What did you say?" Tutu was startled.
Ti Tuo looked at his friend and smiled: "I was just thinking that maybe I could change my life."
However, somewhere he couldn't see, the tiny hair-like tentacles were still flowing between the gaps in the scales, just like the thin lines behind the puppet that were obscured by the shadow of the light.
"Speaking of which, Tutu, what happened to those guys who revolted... and rioted at the airport?"