Henry has learned what just happened in Garbage Town.
He was also an agent, and he should have been given a place in the meeting. If he is busy outside and has no time, his subordinates will attend on his behalf.
His men had told him what had happened and were among those who kept quiet at the time.
Martial law is of course a good thing. It prevents the situation from deteriorating further and prevents agents and businessmen from escaping with supplies and a large number of adventurers.
It will definitely become uncontrollable over time. Garbage Town lacks a centralized power system and does not support the long-term continuation of such a strong control policy.
But despite this, he still felt a little magical.
When he reconnected with Swann, he couldn't wait to ask: "Is martial law passed so easily?"
"Oh, do you think it's easy?" Although he said this, Swann's voice was calm but slightly proud, "I contacted many agents who are close to me and have properties in Junk Town in advance. Only then can we have such an effect.”
Henry noticed some subtle changes in Mr. Swann's attitude towards him: the big man, who was supposedly far above him, seemed to be trying to make friends with him, and his attitude in speaking was also trying to become intimate.
Not exactly flattering, but at least making friends.
That's because he surrendered to the Governor earlier, and this Mr. Swann has to make good friends with himself so that he can talk to him easily in the future...
Thinking of the twists and turns in the middle, Henry couldn't help but feel a little proud of it.
After putting away his little thoughts, Henry continued the topic: "So... won't this make Nasser jump over the wall?"
"It's not impossible," Swann said, "but the situation should be controllable."
"What should I say? Those agents with properties, after hearing that the Governor wants to take back the entire Garbage Town and implement a new alliance system here, they should oppose it. Their property will be taken back, right? On the contrary, it stands to reason Those who do not have fixed property are less likely to oppose the governor."
Swann rarely spoke about the situation in Garbage Town very patiently: "On the surface it seems like this, but with your intelligence, you should think deeper. Those of us with industry are the ones who We really can’t run. If we run away, what else will we have? There’s nothing left. We don’t have enough supplies, or even enough manpower to obey our orders. If you want to be a plunderer, you’re a small force."
"Even if the Governor comes and wants to confiscate all the properties, I have carefully understood your policies. Those properties will not be abandoned after being confiscated, right? They will have to be restarted, right? We, the former masters, at least If you understand these industries, then why can't you change your original identity as a business owner and become a factory director? Being a factory director, according to the 45-level assessment, should be a higher rank than ordinary workers and employees, right?"
"Being a factory director who has to report to the so-called alliance production department and everything produced does not belong to you is definitely not as enjoyable as being the real owner. But your policies can guarantee the lower limit and allow people to live. To live a stable and decent life. Believe me, this alone is enough to attract many agents who don’t want to be worried every day.”
"What's more, what can we not accept? Either the garbage town will be destroyed and become nothing, or we will change from agents to factory directors and managers. This is a choice that many people will make."
"On the contrary, those who have no industry are the least able to accept the arrival of the governor. After the governor comes, will he continue to allow a large number of armed forces to be controlled by them? When all production products are After the unified deployment of the new alliance government, can they still make profits through buying and selling? While there is still a chance, they run away with enough manpower. With guns and people, where can they go without establishing a business? Even if they are plunderers, they They are also the leaders of the plunderers, and they still enjoy a good life and have people to drive them. They are the ones who are least willing to stay within the system of the Governor."
Henry listened thoughtfully.
Swann paused and had something else to say:
"For those of us who own property, the only real concern is the situation suffered by those who owned property in Fuxing City in the past. What many people fear most is that they handed over their property, but in the end they were liquidated Just like the execution before the Governor's speech in Fuxing City. To be honest, it was a very bad start. Your... Our Governor took ruthless measures in order to take control of the city as soon as possible, but he also started to Got a very bad head."
At this point, Swann expressed his position and concerns to Henry, a man who clearly stood in the governor's camp.
Henry also understood that he wanted to obtain a guarantee from the governor through himself.
But this guarantee... Henry felt that he couldn't give it.
And there is no need to give.
He replied: "If you really understand the circumstances of those people who were executed, you will know that they deserved what they did. They killed the old Parliament Speaker Hodgson who used to support the Governor, and they tried to resist the Governor by force. Entering Fuxing City, they are in cahoots with the cult... They deserve to die if they commit these crimes. The situation in Garbage Town is different from Fuxing City. If you can bring the entire city under the governor's command, and then actively help the governor restore production, don't do it again. What are you thinking about, then why do you have to worry about those who have something to gain or not?"
After hearing these words, Swann on the other side of the phone didn't know whether he got what he wanted or not.
I did feel a little more at ease, but not completely at ease.
After all, there are no guarantees of seriousness.
But reaching this level is considered the limit.
After hanging up the phone, Swann stood at the window confidently.
The location of his office is at the highest point of Garbage Town.
Looking down, he had mixed emotions.
In the past, he had been striving to climb higher and higher. After climbing to the top, he stretched out his hand again, wanting to hold more and more.
He wants to be the master of the entire garbage town.
Some time ago, those green-skinned orcs brought serious harm to Junk Town, and when Henry heard that the Governor wanted to completely regain Junk Town, he thought his dream was going to be shattered.
But now it seems that I can achieve this goal from another angle.
After all, Garbage Town is two hundred kilometers away from Fuxing City. If I do well, can I be the mayor of Garbage Town? As the chief executive, to a certain extent, it seems that I have been able to realize my past wishes.
In the past, if he wanted to be the master of Garbage Town, he had to fight against the sky and the earth and find a way to fight against those who didn't follow him; but this time, it might be an opportunity. The Governor would clean up the damn things for him, and he could be the boss in this clean house.
That’s not a good thing!
When the governor arrives, he will have to show sufficient performance. Do a good job in providing logistical support, reorganizing the adventurers, taking stock and handing over the entire property of Garbage Town... these things must be done beautifully enough.
He was thinking of many specific implementation methods and was a little dazed for a while.
A sound of footsteps from behind woke him up.
Turning his head, he saw a rather handsome young man wearing a gray combat uniform.
That was Mark Ferry, his confidant, the person he promoted and helped him take charge of the most important armed force under his command, the "Clock Blade" adventure group.
"Boss, martial law has been implemented."
"good."
Swann's voice regained its usual coldness.
He was always like this, keeping his distance from people. In his opinion, distance is one of the key points to maintain mystery and majesty, especially to his subordinates.
According to the usual practice, after he said "ok", Ferry should leave without hesitation.
But today it seems to be different from common sense.
Ferri hesitated for a moment and continued: "Nasser has not given up. He is mobilizing the adventurers he can control who are still in the town. There may be conflicts later."
Swann frowned and looked at Ferry and said, "Isn't this what I told you a long time ago? He really won't give up, but he doesn't have any chance. I sent someone to cut off the communication line with the front line. Now Only here I can get in touch with the front line, preventing him from transferring people back from the front line; the total number of armed forces he can mobilize in the garbage town definitely does not exceed 10,000, and my 'Clock Iron Blade' has already returned , you have three thousand people, each of them well-equipped. Blockade the town and do not ask for their elimination. As long as we hold on until the governor arrives, we will win."
"Yes, the Governor has won when he comes." Ferry followed up, "What about us? Just now...Boss, you were talking to Denison Henry on the phone, right? Did he give any guarantee?"
"Yes, I will be the master of Garbage Town in the future."
Swann did not want to tell the truth, but he felt that what he told was the truth.
He would be the master of Garbage Town, he believed it.
"What about us people?" Ferry asked again.
"You guys?" Swann turned around and looked at Ferry up and down, as if it was the first day he met him.
"to us."
Swann showed a big smile: "You will have a good time!"
Later, he added: "There is no need to fight anymore, you can put down your guns. Workers are needed in factories, waiters are needed in stores, and scavengers are also needed in ruins and mines. But then there should be no need to worry about scavenging. The governor should be able to Clean up those ruined mines. Of course, if you still want to be a soldier, that's fine. The governor's army will always continue to expand its recruitment. Draw on past experience and enlist in the army. You will definitely be able to get ahead with your ability. In short, Life will definitely be much easier by then.”
"Yes... life will be better then..."
Mark Ferry said this, but he pulled out the gun without hesitation.
And Swann, who had just noticed that something was not right about the young man's state, was actually on guard. He also quickly drew the pistol he carried.
However, he was slow.
He is no longer the person who was on the front line and led his brothers to fight when he was young. The gun in his hand was well made and engraved with complicated patterns. It was more like a handicraft than a weapon.
The bullet found him first and accurately hit his neck.
His body fell backward uncontrollably, and then multiple bullets were fired at him, all of them hitting his head, neck, and heart.
It wasn't until the magazine was completely emptied that Mark Ferry slowly put down the weapon in his hand. He said softly to Swann, who was lying on the ground with his body twitching occasionally: "Boss, when the Governor comes, you will be the master of Garbage Town, but the Governor doesn't need people like me, so I can only be a worker." It’s really not fair to be a scavenger and a soldier from scratch. Even if you lie to me and say you can give me a good future, I will believe it. But you are not even willing to do this...don’t blame me."
After saying that, he withdrew his gaze and turned to leave.
Ten minutes later, he met Nasser in another part of the garbage town.
Nasser, who was pacing around and looking very anxious, stopped walking when he saw Mark Ferry, stared at him for several seconds, and then suddenly smiled and said: "I want to see you but I am afraid to see you, But now I am sure that I want to see you. I have succeeded, right?"
"yes."
"Great! That old ghost Swann! He wants to kill all of us and realize his dream of being the Lord of Garbage Town. It's really hateful! A good death!"
Mark Ferry did not want to talk about this issue anymore: "Time is very tight. I have no time or opportunity to clean all the 'clock iron blades'. And according to Swann, many wealthy agents support him." . If you want to leave, now is the best opportunity. Taking advantage of the chaos caused by Swann’s death, we must leave as soon as possible.”
"You're right!" Nasser laughed and hugged Mark Ferry's shoulders, "Let's go! We'll leave right away! From now on, we will be free eagles on the yellow sand! We can eat whatever we want. Go hunting! What kind of governor do you want to be a dog for? Huh? We eat them who are willing to be sheep or dogs! Ferri, you will be my best brother and our most important leader from now on! Even if you only have a piece of meat from now on, I would rather be hungry and feed you first!"
…
There was chaos in Garbage Town.
Swann's death has been spread to a small extent.
Of course, the team that enforces martial law are all adventurers, led by the 'Clock Iron Blade', supplemented by a team of adventurers hired by several other agents.
But after Swann died and Mark Ferry, the commander of the Clock Blade, was suspected of betraying him, the Clock Blade fell into a temporary state of brain death. Some of the remaining officers were missing because they had run away with Ferri, some were in a panic and were at a loss, and only a few were still determined to enforce martial law.
Among the other property-owning agents, it was impossible to choose anyone who could temporarily take charge of the overall situation.
When the thousands or nearly ten thousand teams gathered by Nasser began to take action, and did not hesitate to open fire on anyone who blocked them from leaving the garbage town, they almost became the only organized large-scale team in the garbage town.
They became unstoppable.
At the beginning of the breakout operation, Nasser and Mark Ferry were still a little nervous, fearing that something would happen again.
But as the vanguard had already rushed out, and after they and the main force stepped out of the gate of Garbage Town, both of them relaxed in unison.
It’s a foregone conclusion to leave the garbage town and go to the vast wasteland!
But at this moment, they discovered that the entire team was moving slower. The crowd in front of the vehicle they were riding in became denser, and people began to shrink back and dare not move forward.
Nasser also felt that something was wrong. He picked up the mobile phone and shouted, "What's wrong? What's wrong? What happened in front of me?"
There was a burst of electric current in the walkie-talkie, but there was no useful information at all.
After waiting for a long time, when Nasser could not help but ask again, news finally came back:
"General...Governor...Governor is here!"
Nasser felt a bucket of ice water poured down on his head.
Why did the Governor come?
Didn’t it mean there were at least three days left?
At this time, another voice came from the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Now... what should I do?"
Nasser was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.
Mark Ferry next to him, on the other hand, seemed very decisive.
He took the walkie-talkie from Nasser's hand like a half-grab, and shouted: "Fire! Let the vanguard fire! Let everyone be ready to break out!"
"Don't!"
Ferri glared at Nasser who subconsciously rejected his words: "What are you thinking?! We have come to this point, where is there any room for hesitation?!"
Nasser almost chewed his rotten teeth into pieces: "You can't beat... you can't beat..."
"You fucking know now that you can't beat him?" Mark Ferry was furious. He half-twisted around, grabbed Nassar's collar, almost face to face and roared: "I've been with the boss for so many years. We’ve all been killed! Are you fucking telling me now that you can’t beat me?!”
Nasser was frightened by the Governor, and also frightened by Mark Ferry's ferocious face at this moment. He stretched out his hand and blocked it hard between himself and Ferri: "Why... now... now we can only disperse the team and flee in all directions... run out as much as... how much... wait until it is safe to start again... …Gather the team!”
Hearing this, Ferry seemed to calm down for a moment.
He let go and asked, "How many people can be estimated to escape? How long will it take to gather the people back together?"
"We will definitely be able to escape a lot!" Nasser's mind was quickly calculating. "The Governor is eager to take over Junk Town. As long as we don't cause too much hindrance to him, he will not attack us with all his strength; some will die. There won’t be many people, but there won’t be many of them; after everyone gets out, with my appeal and a shout of encouragement, everyone will soon gather together again, and then you will still be the big leader... uh..."
Afterwards, a gunshot rang out in the car.
Ferri unknowingly pulled out his pistol and shot Naser several times in the stomach.
With his other hand, he strangled Nasser's neck tightly.
He stared at Nasser's rather ugly face and said: "At this time, you still want to lie to me? If you are really going to scatter and escape, you can still gather everyone with just a call of arms? By then The wasteland is full of small tribes of marauders. Why should anyone listen to you if you have a gun? I fought to become a master, not to become the leader of some small tribe! I hate people who lie to me the most. !”
He completely forgot what he said when facing the dying Swann.
Taking a long breath, he found that the walkie-talkie next to him was not turned off.
But he didn't care about that anymore. He picked up the mobile phone and shouted to the other side: "Let everyone get ready! We must gather strength! Concentrate on one direction to break out! Only by concentrating on breaking out can we survive! Now I am the boss ,listen to me!"
The walkie-talkie was silent and there was no response.
He was just a "joiner" in Nasser's team and had neither direct connections nor prestige.
You can't become the boss just by killing the former boss and then saying that you are the boss.
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