"Boss, we were frightened, but we didn't intend to let us in. What should we do now?"
A team member came over to ask.
"What else can I do? Of course I'll kill him!"
The black armor shield guard took off the black shield behind him and sprinted towards the iron gate.
There was only a clang sound, and the shield and the iron door collided violently.
Grab, grab, grab. The iron gate of the mine was twisted and deformed. Unable to withstand the violent impact, it fell straight down.
The guarding army was in chaos, and some arrows were fired at this direction, but they were easily blocked by the elite guerrillas who followed.
As expected, the miscellaneous army guarding the small mine could not stop the attack of the five Sakaz elites.
Soon, those people were beaten with bruises and faces swollen by the shields in the hands of the five-person group, and they were forced to capture them without mercy and tied them up!
"The next step is a public trial. No, it should be called a disciplinary review..."
"Boss, what are we going to do with these people?"
The team member asked, pointing to the miner with numb eyes.
"Under the disciplinary plan, they still need to stay at the mine."
The black armored shield guard replied.
"Hey, don't you want to take it back?"
"Take it back, can you afford it?"
嘘戅戅. The black armor shield guard asked back, and the team member being questioned was speechless.
Indeed, the mines they are attacking this time are not just one or two.
"Set up a stage, gather the people here, and prepare to read out what Mr. SB wants us to say."
The black-armored shield guard said, just as he was preparing to implement the discipline plan and procedures in accordance with the discipline plan, similar attacks by disciplined troops also occurred in other small mines.
A group of bad guys calling themselves the Disciplinary Inspection Force came to the door. The mines that opened their doors and cooperated with the disciplinary inspections were okay, but in most private mines that did not accept and cooperate, the guards inside were inevitably beaten.
Then he was tied up by the attackers and listened to the attackers who seemed to have formal identities to explain the so-called New Deal laws and the need to abide by imperial disciplines.
. . .
"Can emphasizing discipline really reduce the persecution of infected people in the Snowfield Mine?"
"It should be effective, but I'm not completely sure. However, as long as you do it, you will know whether it is effective or not!"
Wu Ke stood on the snowy slope, and Bozhuoka stood beside him. In addition to the people sent to attack the small mine, he also had to lead the team to do the work.
Wu Ke's target was the largest national mine belonging to the Ursus Empire among the first batch of mines planned to attack.
There are more than 840 defenders inside, and more than 5,000 infected miners, and they all stay in the built fortress.
If it were anyone else, even if Bozhuokas led the team, it would be very difficult to attack such a large mine.
And not far from here, there is still a branch of the Northern Army. If something happens here, support can come over immediately.
The branch's garrison numbered between fifty and sixty thousand, and it was not a miscellaneous army. Once surrounded, even the entire elite guerrilla force would be trapped here, but this was not a problem for Wu Ke.
"Old man, if the person in charge of the mine doesn't believe my false identity later, once we have a conflict, you can help me intercept those people outside who are about to run for help!"
"Do we really not need us to attack the enemy?"
"No need, I can handle it alone.
And, this doesn’t necessarily lead to a fight.
After all, this is a formal national mine.
The person in charge inside should believe in disciplinary inspections. "
Wu Ke took out forged documents and documents, and also took out a robe with the national emblem of the double-headed eagle Ursus printed on it and put it on.
Then, Bozokasti saw that his robe was held up, a pair of black horns similar to Tallulah grew from the boy's head, and a similar-looking scale tail protruded from the hole in the back of the opponent's robe.
These were the limbs and organs unique to people in this world that Wu Ke simulated with black mud. The wriggling black mud slowly solidified, and then formed a crystal mask on his face.
"Then, I'm going to discuss with the person in charge of the mine over there to check on the compliance with the new rules and regulations in the mine. You guys stay here and wait for me. If there's no problem, don't move around randomly."
Wu Ke left, leaving behind a somewhat profound silhouette of the people behind him.
Bozhuokas took Wuyan's place and was shocked by the sudden growth of horns on the opponent's head and a tail on the back of his butt. What kind of Origin Stone skill was this, or what race was the young man from?
"Bang~"
Before Bodrokas could figure out the reason, there was a sound like artillery shelling from the large mine.
. . . .
The gate, which was made from the impurities left behind after refining the original Source Stone mine and had a strong defense against many Source Stone techniques, was directly shattered by a fist with pure power.
There was a crackling blow and a cry of pain and wailing.
A quarter of an hour later, Wu Ke carried the mine director who had turned into a pig's head, took his fake ID and documents to the other party, and asked him seriously: "Now, do you still think my identity is fake?"
The mine director who was beaten into a pig's head shook his head vigorously. The guy who broke in beat hundreds of soldiers to the ground, and even took him out of the protection of the soldiers and beat him up.
Such a powerful guy, why would he make such a joke about his status when he could easily kill him?
The mine director immediately believed the identity of the other party's disciplinary inspector. Although he had never heard of such a position in the empire before, maybe it was a new position and he was just ignorant.
This mine did not even ask for help from the Northern Branch. After the intruders knocked down a group of their people and the top officer was caught and beaten, they stopped. Under the order of the top officer , actively cooperated with the work of the disciplinary inspector.
The situation in this country's mines is much better than that of some private mines. Although there are cases where infected people are punished for no reason, it is rare that infected people are executed at will.
Of course, this does not mean that the infected people here are in a good situation. In fact, the high-intensity workload is the most realistic portrayal of the infected people in this large mine!
. . . .
The snowfield is a place with poor supplies. The guerrillas' material supply capabilities determine that the number of infected people they can rescue within a certain period of time is extremely limited, and they cannot rescue infected people on a large scale.
Grab, grab, grab. Therefore, the disciplinary plan is not to directly rescue some infected people in the mines, but to ensure that those infected who have not been rescued will not be persecuted at will and die in the mines before they are rescued.
Wu Ke needs those mines to continue to help him raise the infected miners, and then later on, he will rescue the infected in those mines little by little and bring them to the guerrillas and the peripheral forces of the organization.
Facts have proved that his plan was successfully implemented. After arranging disciplinary inspectors according to the strength of each mine, and using the strong to attack the weak and clenching fists, a large number of mines were attacked.
In just half a month, the reputation of the New Deal Discipline Force, which was active in the snowy fields, spread in various mines.
. . . .
Many of the nobles behind the mines were a little surprised after receiving reports from their subordinates.
After spying on the New Deal disciplinary force, Tallulah, the daughter of a duke who had not stopped her activities in the north, fell into their eyes.
The other party inspected the mine once, and the guards around him killed two guards who violated discipline and talked arrogantly. I don't know who reported it.
As a result, most people understood that the so-called New Deal Disciplinary Force was actually a force created by the eldest daughter of the Duke's family, who was dissatisfied with the fact that some guys in the empire did not abide by the explicit discipline.
Although this force seems to be a little stronger, after the opponent often calls out the two internal guards around him to play tricks in some public places, fights with the guards around some nobles, and easily wins...
Well, it doesn't seem to be a problem if the opponent has a few more internal guards, and it is also not incomprehensible for the internal guards to have such strong strength.
In order to sell to the Duke's daughter and Miss Tallulah's face, these mines were attacked but did not suffer much damage. At most, the cost of transporting materials needed to maintain the operation of the mines increased slightly. The nobles completely failed to follow the New Deal discipline. The troops take it seriously.
Therefore, when those mines were later broken down by disciplinary troops who had changed their appearance and had become guerrillas, and all the infected people and supplies inside were looted, these people did not find anything wrong with it.
I just cursed in my mind that I was unlucky, but it was not that easy to find trouble with the elusive guerrillas in the snowy field.
With this spare time, it is better to recruit a group of miners and reopen the mine, so as to stop losses in time.
. . . .
Secretly, using their name to do things and using banners as a cover, the size of the guerrillas is gradually expanding.
Although, due to the lack of supplies in the snowfield, it was not able to spread out like a spark that started a prairie fire, it was like a thin fire burning charcoal, slowly dispersing some of the coldness in the snowfield.
"The goods are here!"
A group of wolf ears drove away snow wolves, pulling heavy goods, and making deals with some people dressed in silver in a tunnel dug out of an iceberg.
This can be regarded as a new source of supplies for the snowfield guerrillas with dual identities.
The guys from the Ennuo clan are more conscientious than the financial backers behind the Snowfield Guerrillas. At least a piece of unprocessed source stone can be exchanged for three pieces of multigrain bread of equal volume, instead of one piece after being exploited by a black heart. Moreover, This is still under the premise that the other party has something to gain.
"The cooperation between soldiers and bandits is really a great plan to make a fortune!"
Xiboril sighed, seeming to regret not finding the guerrillas earlier and cooperating with them.
The benefits gained from doing ore business with the guerrillas are much greater than those from being a soldier in the army.
At this moment, one month has passed since the implementation of the discipline plan.
"What's the situation in Normans City? A week ago we attacked a private mine belonging to the viscount. Did the other party get angry?"
"Of course the other party was angry, but his thoughts were all on the stolen money, especially since you took away the big treasury he kept in the manor!"
"Ore can't be sold at a high price here in the North, but the money he lost is worth as much as a dozen mines that were attacked by you."
"There is no way. The guerrillas can't take care of too many rescued infected people. If I want them to leave and don't want them to go into some black factories, I can only pay more severance pay. Therefore, the cash flow I need here is relatively small." It’s so big, I can only ask him to get a little bit.”
Seeing the young man's embarrassed expression, Xiboril sighed: "That's already 500 million points. You can't just pick at a target like this!"
嘘戅Read the pen interesting&#戅. "But I didn't fight him. I took a little bit from the other black-hearted businessmen in Normans City."
Xibo Lier: "..."
"No wonder!"
"What's wrong?"
"They are forcing us to intensify the investigation of the case. The Pelo probably couldn't stand the pressure two days ago and decided to leave the matter to the infected thief who obtained the special Origin Stone ability..."
"Um?"
"This is actually why I came to see you. Tallulah is now running around in the north, taking the blame for the disciplinary forces, but Normans will not care about the face of a duke's daughter who has left his city. .
His losses were big enough to make him lose his mind. Even if the information given by Pelo was not true, the viscount still needed a target to vent to. "
"Are you saying that the other party may attack the infected, or include those infected in the mine?"
"This possibility cannot be ruled out. After all, killing some infected miners is as normal as eating and drinking for a person of his status.
And if this can help him relieve the pressure, based on my understanding of Viscount Normans, he really won't care about doing this. "
"Okay, I'll go over and deal with him later."
Obviously, Wu Ke didn't care about getting rid of a guy who was obviously a bad guy.
In order to save the production cost of the mine under his name, the viscount made the mine draw black lots. The label of a bad guy can be solved, but he cannot be removed.
"I don't think this is a good idea, because if you want to deal with him, you also have to deal with the remaining people who want to collect the dirty money."
"Then I will send those people on the road together. They are not good things anyway."
Anyone who has been harvested twice by him can be considered a type that can be killed or not. The only question is whether or not it is necessary to deal with them.
Wu Ke's current thinking is different from when he was alone, but he is more inclined to think about problems from a team perspective.
If it were the first time he traveled through time, those people would have been punched to death by him, who was too good at being a middle-aged man. How could they be gathering their wool like they are now and using their wool to solve the problems of those in need.
"You're too rude, I have a better idea here..."
