After arranging the battle sequence on the front line, the old man looked at the young staff officer: "If you have nothing to do, go down."
The young staff officer continued: "Marshal, there is one more thing the staff would like to ask you for."
"What's going on?" the old man asked.
"Intelligence feedback collected by the General Staff Headquarters through various means shows that the Federation has begun to infiltrate our rear areas. They are trying to subvert our foundation... Faced with this situation, we advocate withdrawing some troops from the front lines to encircle and suppress these troublemakers behind the enemy lines. molecules."
Hearing this, the old man angrily shouted: "What a bunch of uneducated idiots! If we really want to retreat from the front line, wouldn't it just play into the hands of the Federation? Go back and tell those pigheads in the staff department that the front line deployment must not be touched!" "
"What should we do in the rear?" the young staff officer asked.
"Let the settlements in the rear be resolved by themselves. The army only needs to protect the main material supply channels. Just give up on those unimportant places." The old man said calmly.
"But will this make us appear passive?"
The young staff officer said.
"Then what can you do?" The old man blew his beard and glared.
Now that the battle is raging, whoever dares to withdraw troops from the front line is not seeking death?
The young staff officer regained his courage and said, "I do have an idea!"
"Tell me about it!" The old man became interested.
The young staff officer knew that this was a job that would make him stand out, so he took a deep breath and said: "We should open a bounty mechanism in all areas that are inclined to us, and encourage those settlements and mercenaries to attack federal infiltrators. As long as someone turns over the federal intelligence If you capture or prove that you have killed the enemies of the Federation, we will reward you accordingly."
"This method is good, but it is a bit expensive." The old man praised: "I'm afraid the staff will not agree with your plan."
"If you can't give actual benefits, then it's not bad to give a false title." The young staff officer said.
"It's interesting what you said. Let me think about it." The old man said approvingly: "If everyone in the staff is as willing to use their brains as you are, there will be no need for me, an old guy, to make decisions on everything... What’s your name, young man?”
The young staff officer immediately announced his family name: "My name is Hengxuan. I am extremely honored to be praised by the marshal."
"Go down and wait for my order."
said the old man.
The next day, the Northern Steel Alliance issued a trial version of the "Freedom of Wartime Bounty Decree" through various channels.
The world has been suffering from the Federation for a long time, and everyone has to kill it!
In order to better implement the "Reward Law", the Northern Steel Alliance selected hundreds of auditors to be sent to various territories.
Unexpectedly, the intensity of the all-out war in the wasteland world has risen to another level.
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Wasteland wasteland.
Wensong settlement is facing the crisis of destruction.
"Chief, the inner city wall is about to collapse!" His subordinates came to report in panic.
Wu Xiaoqing's face darkened when he heard this.
As a member of the female stream, there must be reasons for being able to occupy a place in Wensong.
Wu Xiaoqing has a ruthlessness and determination that even this man does not possess.
However, this time, Wu Xiaoqing was somewhat powerless.
It was all my fault that I was too soft-hearted and allowed a group of guys with ulterior motives to enter the settlement for repairs.
Unexpectedly, these guys suddenly rose up and launched an attack on the settlement in an attempt to occupy the settlement.
It was just a mistake of his own that caused the foundation built by several generations to be handed over to others.
No!
I will never give in to fate.
"Let Zhang Jiao lead the men to the top. We must guard the inner city wall and don't let the enemy break through the defense..." Wu Xiaoqing made urgent arrangements.
However, his subordinates said with a cry: "Chief, deputy leader Zhang Jiao has been beaten to death!"
"ah!"
When Wu Xiaoqing heard the news, half of the sky fell.
Zhang Jiao is Wu Xiaoqing's most reliable subordinate, and his skills can be said to be unparalleled in the Wensong settlement.
However, Zhang Jiao died in the battle.
"How is that possible..." Wu Xiaoqing murmured.
"Chief, the enemy is too cruel, you should run away quickly."
The men begged.
Before Wu Xiaoqing could react, there was a loud explosion and the world began to spin.
After the gunpowder smoke passed, a whole section of the inner city wall of Wensong's settlement was blown away.
Such a huge gap cannot be filled by people alone.
At this time, behind the ruins, enemies could be vaguely seen coming towards this direction.
Wu Xiaoqing turned to look at a middle-aged man next to him: "Li Xia, take your son and go first! I'll let the guards cover you... You two will leave Tuodi and go to Tianshui Town to become a rich man there."
The man smiled bitterly and said: "You ask me to abandon you, how can I do it?"
Wu Xiaoqing's face showed a decisive expression: "Now is not the time for us to be together, you should leave immediately. You are not doing it for me, but for the sake of the children."
After speaking, Wu Xiaoqing handed a package with a simple texture to the man.
"This is the most important thing in our family. I give it to you now. Don't lose it... When your son grows up, you can pass it on to him." Wu Xiaoqing explained.
However, at this time, a sneer came from the blown-up city wall: "Sister, this is your fault. When my father was still alive, he told us that our family's belongings must not be handed over to outsiders. You have forgotten what you said. ?"
While they were talking, a group of people passed through the blown-up city wall and appeared in front of everyone. Wherever they passed, anyone who dared to resist in the Wensong settlement was killed one after another.
The leader of this group was a bald man wearing a gray windbreaker.
The man was ugly and extremely disfigured, but Wu Xiaoqing still recognized this guy at a glance.
"Wu Yao, you bastard, how dare you come back!" Wu Xiaoqing yelled angrily.
"This is my home, why can't I come back?" Wu Yao sneered.
"Kill him!" Wu Xiaoqing ordered the people around him.
It's a pity that no one dared to take action.
When Wu Yao introduced himself to his family, the old people in Wensong remembered the past.
"Chief, he is..." an elder exclaimed.
"What time has it been? Now is the time for you and me to die. Why are you talking about those past events?"
After Wu Xiaoqing finished speaking, he grabbed a gun and shot his own brother several times.
Bang bang bang!
The bullet penetrated Wu Yao's body and knocked Wu Yao back repeatedly.
But Wu Yao sneered and walked forward slowly, as if nothing had happened.
"Sister, you are really willing to take action. This is exactly the same as before."
Wu Yao sneered, all parts of his body squirming like earthworms.
Along with the squirming, but with a few crackling sounds, the warhead was squeezed out of Wu Yao's body.
"You devil!"
Seeing this scene, Wu Xiaoqing's face changed completely. The determination and ruthlessness of the past were all gone, replaced by despair and fear.
"Sister, what you see is that I succeeded in my previous guess, but you were wrong." Wu Yao admired his body and said word by word: "But my father listened to your words and handed over the settlement to you. Beat me to dust!
