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Section 94 Classification

"No, no, no! That's not what I mean!"

Bart, who was so scared that he waved his hand repeatedly and said hurriedly: "I mean, the target's defensive firepower is too strong. Do you need to ask the employer to pay more?"

"Of course."

Wang Er nodded thoughtfully: "But when it comes to the defense of this base...hum!hum!hum!hum! I found a weakness that can be exploited."

......

The gates of the colonial base were wide open, and a team of multi-armed mechanical workers equipped with wheeled platforms drove out from it, scattered quickly in every corner of the battlefield. From the edge of unrecognizable corpses, they picked up all the recyclable materials.

This is the most used robot in the universe. They do not have any attack power and can only be used as tools.

Single-soldier rifles, grenades, energy boxes... Although they are all small things, in Zhao Yi's eyes, they are all goods that can be reused.

Since "Bloody Bart" just entered this desert, electronic detectors have found traces of sand thieves.

Zhao Yi did not dispatch the Iron Guards to fight, but just wanted to see how strong the defensive power the colonial base accumulated with huge funds had. The facts also show that his initial design concept was very correct - not to mention a mere five thousand sand thieves, even if this number increased tenfold, if there were no heavy weapons powerful enough, there would still be heavy casualties outside the tightly defended base.

At some point, Zhang Xiaoxian had already walked out of the base. The expression on her face was frightened and fearful, and she looked at the bloody mud and bones all over the ground with some confusion. This bloody and terrible environment pierced her heart and beating rapidly. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Yi's arms, hands, and even her body trembled constantly.

She was afraid——I originally thought that if she escaped from her father, she could avoid death and killing. However, even on a distant planet that was far away from the civilized world, she still had to face the hideousness of the god of death. Although the person she was killed was not herself, who could guarantee that she could be safe forever in this infinitely chaotic universe?

"See it! This is the world we live in. Even if you have a kind heart, there are still countless peepers who want to tear you to pieces."

Zhao Yi did not turn around. He allowed Zhang Xiaoxian to hold the upper end of his arm tightly, twisting his muscles so hard that it hurts.

The sky had become bright, but the wind and sand were very strong. Zhang Xiaoxian wrapped her coat tightly on her body, raised her head with difficulty, tried to open her eyes wide, and silently stared at the cold and hard remains of the corpse on the ground. She said nothing, did not shed tears, nor did she scream like a girl of the same age.

She has seen too many such scenes———mother, sister, younger brother, and others who angered her father and encountered the same fate…

“There are filth and sin everywhere in this world, and you can never hide from them.”

Zhao Yi's voice still echoed in his ears: "They will penetrate into your body like parasites, colliding with conscience and kindness at any time. You cannot abandon it, and it is even more impossible to use a knife to cut them out of your body. The only way... is to adapt and control."

......

Planet ag64, North District of Novominsk City.

Roger, wearing black bulletproof armor, stood on a pile of messy rubble. He held an infrared telescope with his terrifying mechanical hand and watched for a long time at a three-story building in the distance. Under the low wall behind him, hundreds of fully armed soldiers with eager faces were waiting for the round armor on their shoulders. The surface of the round armor on their shoulders was marked with eye-catching red paint with an extremely sharp steel claw pattern.

These people are members of Roger's "Black Hand" gang. In terms of keeping pace, they have now become the "armed patrol guard" of the city of Novo Minsk.

"Bai Dewen, let's do it———"

After watching for a while, Roger gave orders to his confidants beside him.

Bo Dewen, wearing extra-large armor, looked like a strong brown bear. His hard-wired short hair stood upside down, adding a bit of ferocity and strength to the combination of muscles and strength. He waved his hand, and the two gang members immediately walked out of the crowd. He raised the k50p general-purpose rifle in his hand high. He accurately shot two thick warheads inserted into the muzzle into the small building opposite. In an instant, thick white smoke had completely submerged the entire building.

"Start the attack! Take care of me. Don't kill people at any time. Remember, what the master wants is a living prisoner. Especially women and children, bring all of them back to me———"

After finishing his scolding, Roger then pulled down his anti-virus helmet with satisfaction. Under the escort of several confidants, he walked towards the building in the distance with slow steps.

This is Zhao Yi's usual walking habit. Now it has become the favorite move of the big and small leaders in Roger and Jameson, as well as the "Black Hand" and "Red Head Party". In their words: "This is the etiquette that the top people should have."

The standard for robbers to judge things is actually very simple. If you are strong, you are the boss. Coupled with Zhao Yi's appearance and age, as well as his strong strength and iron-blooded skills, these rebellious bandits have deeply fear and respect for him.

"Have you heard what the boss said? If you want a living person, don't have a dead body. Whoever dares to shoot another shot, I will let him chew the dead flesh alone when he goes back——his mom!"

Bai Dewen, who was commanding the offensive team, also yelled at the top of his voice. His very direct threat did make the careless robbers tremble in their hearts, quickly cheer up, and continue their work seriously.

In the gangsters in Novominsk, being able to eat people is a great enjoyment.

The chemical odor that cannot be eliminated in inferior gum foods is destined to be this nutritious thing and will never be loved by people. Naturally, natural, hygienic human flesh without any additives has become the first choice for meat lovers.

Roger and Jameson also like to eat people. Not only them, but all members of the "Iron Hand Gang" and "Red Head Party" like to eat people. Especially Roger's first strong man, Bai Dewen, likes to cut off the human head and pry open the hard skull to eat the warm and tender brain inside. In his opinion, this is simply the supreme delicacy given by God.

Of course, this was just a few months ago when they just surrendered to the doll federal officer. As for now...Berdewen, known as the "human-eating man", lifted up human flesh and shook his head. He even said bluntly—————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

Freshly roasted steak, fried pork meatballs, uniquely flavored smoked sausages, fresh wheat bread, and a small amount of beer. These pure and high-quality gelatinous synthetic foods make all gangsters fascinated. Of course, the prices of ag64 and Immigration Planet are completely different.

The cargo spacecraft of the Black Ant Company transports a large number of such supplies every week. Like other items, they are rations that can be collected from military officials. A considerable number of them are sold in already opened stores. The expensive prices and exquisite packaging make them a rare item that all shoppers praise but are still lingering.

More than 30 shops have appeared in the western area where the integration plan was initially implemented. The operators of these shops have selected suitable personnel from various gangs. The varieties and quantities of goods are not large, and most of them are limited to daily necessities and food. However, this is already a very prosperous existence in the eyes of industrial civilians.

All gang members who surrender to Zhao Yi will receive a specially allocated coupon every week. Buying with coupons often costs only 10% or less to get these things that were previously only enjoyed in legends.

This is a necessary means of wining.

Why do robbers kill people? Because they can get more money. If they have money, they can enjoy more delicious food, sleep with more beautiful women, and drink better wine. Of course, if they can get these things without spending money, they are willing to be robbers.

Zhao Yi only changed the concept of these robbers within his ability and within the scope of his ability and conditions.

Give up one profit and gain everyone's support. This is the best deal in the world.

Of course, there are also some overly greedy guys who are not used to this kind of regular life. They have also stole and robbed things in the store and paid a heavy price for it.

Skinning.

Put the burnt iron rod into the ** and push it into the abdominal cavity.

Injecting a large amount of sex hormone into your blood vessels makes you desperately play pistol games with yourself when you are excited but not satisfied. The final result is that the skin and muscles of your genitals fall off under severe friction. And when you are in the end, you can only watch as your bloody lower body is suffocated to death.

All the measures that are both cruel and cruel, but rich in bottom line have transformed the entire New Minsk occupied area into an extremely hard iron plate. And everyone understands one thing--in New Minsk, only the baby officer named Zhao Yi is the boss.

As long as you don't violate the rules set by him, you can live better than anyone else.

On the contrary, you are the moldy and bad shit on the side of the road and don’t even eat it.

Under the huge gap in strength, there was no suspense in the "Black Hand"'s attack. A few tear gas shots passed, and the rest of the job was to catch people in the smoke-filled room wearing a virus-proof helmet.

One hundred and fifty-two strong men, sixty-four women, twenty children. There are no elderly people.

"Nelson, bring me all the captured people. Berdevin, bring your people and continue to attack the next target."

Roger imitated Zhao Yi's appearance and put on a very satisfied posture and issued new orders. In his opinion, this is also a manifestation of "cool" and "cool".

Along with men, women, young and old, the total population has been captured to more than 6,700. This is the entire result of the "Black Hand" in two weeks.

The road leading to the Novo Minsk/West District is full of ragged and sad captives lined up in line.

......

At the entrance of the west/district border, five newly built defense towers with reinforced concrete divide the entire street into several disconnected passages. On the top of the tower covered with ceramic armor, you can clearly see the combined anti-aircraft machine guns extending out of the shooting hole. Extending to the corner of the street in the area, four "Conqueror" heavy tanks are parked. The thick gun barrels are half-tilted towards the sky, giving people a sense of near suffocation.

All captives must enter in order from the passage. They will undergo a strict physical examination before they can get the corresponding identity card. Once they are found with infectious diseases, they will be isolated on the spot. Those healthy captives will be escorted into nearby auditoriums for new work assignments.

"From now on, you will be the new residents of the West District. Everyone can get enough food and drinking water. Of course, as the necessary price of survival, you will also have to pay your own labor. Don't worry, this district is completely different from other areas, and New Minsk is about to fully implement new rules and regulations. There are enough jobs for you to choose from - food factories and power plants require a large number of male workers, textile factories and garment factories also require countless female employees. Of course, if you have certain special skills, or don't like to deal with machines every day, you can also choose to work in casinos and prostitutes. Don't laugh, here, you can get everything you want through labor. Your children can also get a good education in welfare homes. There, they can learn Chinese and arithmetic, history and geography. Instead of just stabbing people with a knife or lifting their skirts to sell their ass, have you heard clearly what I said?"

Jameson felt very depressed. When he first assigned a task, he felt that he had gotten a good job. Later he realized that things were not what he imagined.

Whenever a group of prisoners came, he had to patiently talk to these guys for half a day. The content was nothing more than how beautiful life here was and how full of sunshine and other tempting words. Then according to the choices of the prisoners, they would enter their respective jobs they hoped for.

This is so boring. It makes people want to scold me.

But Jameson didn't dare. In everyone's mind, Zhao Yi was a god-like existence. He scolded the sky and the earth, and the worst result was to cause mountain torrents and earthquakes. As for scolding God... it was purely that he didn't want to live anymore.

Finally, Jameson came up with a wonderful idea - record the speech and play it on time.

As for himself, he is responsible for answering.

"...Sir, I am a murderer. I can't do anything except cut off my head. Look, where can I go?"

"It's simple. We introduce you to the assassination training camp that just opened. There are enough dead heads for you to cut enough, and you can also learn the most systematic knowledge of human physiology. Congratulations, your future is likely to be bright---You know, there is actually no difference between a murderer and a doctor."

"Sir, I'm a rape/rape/criminal. Look, what can I do?"

"You are a special talent. Go to the duck/house to report! Use your strong body to satisfy those resentful women who have not received comfort for a long time. There are many women of this type. When the new spaceport is completed, they will have more than ants. That is the best time to show your strength."

"I escaped here because of trafficking women. Speaking of work, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be lazy. You will go out with the armed patrol tomorrow. Use your expertise to get all the girls from other cities over. Remember, at least ten a day. Otherwise, I will let you taste the taste of chili water dipping into your mace."

"Big, sir. I really can't do anything. My nickname is Mianzhu, and everyone can testify!"

"Congratulations! What we need most is a guy like you who can't do anything. We have the best teachers, and they will train you to become a newcomer who can do everything. At that time, you can work two jobs, earn double the salary, pick up two girls, and raise two children..."

Jameson's daily work is roughly like this.

He knew these guys very well. Although the residents of Novo Minsk were not innocent, 90% of them were forced by life. If it were not for bankruptcy or accidents, no one would want to wander here and live a life worse than beggars.

Just give them food, clothing, and a stable living environment. They can be transformed into the most peaceful and good citizens in the world.

Textile mills and food factories have been established in the suburbs. With the huge commercial capabilities of the "Black Ant" company, it is not difficult to meet the population needs in the region. It is precisely because of the sufficient material guarantee that the number of residents in the West/district has exceeded 300,000 within two months.

In the past, this was simply unimaginable.

Jameson has developed a strong sense of admiration for Zhao Yi. He even imagined every day: the master dominated the entire West District. No, it should be what kind of scene would be when the entire planet AG64?

......

If an outsider sees the current situation of ag64 through cross-sectional analysis, he will definitely be surprised to find that this planet with surface occupied by the desert has divided into two parts: above and below ground.

On the ground, there are cities formed by major gangs to survive. Apart from those dilapidated buildings and various casino prostitutes/houses full of violence and pornography, there is no trace of humans left on the entire planet.

As for the underground, a large enough space has been dug out by the colonial base. Supported by countless high-strength alloys and reinforced ceramics, the new underground part has become the home of civilians. In the face of irresistible food temptations, coupled with effective brainwashing, these poor people who should have been dying and ignorant of life and death have begun to transform into the most powerful warriors. They will always be loyal to their only benefactor.

Zhao Yi is the perfect king of underground. However, he wants to get everything on the earth and put everything on the entire planet into his own pocket.

(To be continued)
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