Along the extremely dilapidated and muddy streets, rows of houses made of thin cement and rotten iron sheets were pushed against each other and barely squeezed together.
There was not much garbage on both sides of the street, and not a single rat was seen.
This is not because of how well the Gerbil Gang manages Botu City, but because most people are so poor that they have to use garbage as a resource and have to catch rats to eat.
"Dear gentlemen, we really can only take out so much food!"
The skinny old woman wore shoes made of a few tattered grass tangles on her feet, and handed the basket in her hand to the two people in front of her.
There were only a few yellow wild vegetables and a few green bananas in the basket.
"That's it?" The vicious man with two gold stars embroidered on his shoulder snatched the basket and almost dragged the old woman to the ground, "Not even half of it? I'm warning you, your daughter is still with us Mine work!”
Looking at the black muzzle of the gun, the old woman did not even dare to shed tears: "Sir, sir! You just came to collect the rent last week. We really can't get a penny out!"
The officer suddenly became furious and put his pistol directly against the old woman's forehead: "How brave! This is the tax to be handed over to the new Governor. Are you dissatisfied with the Governor?"
"No, no, no... I'm sorry, sir, we don't dare... but we really can't take out any more things. Why don't you come in and take a look? If you think there is anything that can be tax deducted, just take it all." !”
The officer glanced at the chairs in the room with few nails left, and kicked the old woman to the ground: "A stinking place is not worthy of wasting my precious time? Within three days, I can collect enough food to deliver it." Come here, or I will find your daughter to pay you back!"
"Go away! Be grateful to the Governor for his kindness!"
After saying that, the officer fired a shot randomly into the dilapidated house. Seeing the old woman kneeling to the ground in panic, the two of them laughed viciously and left the house.
When they came to the street, the attendant took out a lighter, lit a cigarette for the officer, and asked flatteringly: "Boss, why don't we go in and search?"
"Bah!" the officer took a puff of cigarette, "What are you doing with your ears? Didn't you hear that someone was beaten to death a few days ago? The commander sent more than a hundred people to solve the riot. Why should we? Wouldn't it be better to be a fool and let that piece of shit Governor take the blame?"
"That's right!" the attendant nodded like a dog-legger, "but now most people can't afford food. What if we put more pressure on these rats and bugs and they all starve to death?"
The officer threw the poor-quality bananas in the basket to the ground and crushed them with his feet. He said nonchalantly: "Just let people die. What does it have to do with me?"
The food, which represents countless blood and sweat, is just mixed with the mud.
At this moment, a slightly distorted voice came from behind.
"What do you mean by just letting people die?"
"Damn, who is that?" The officer was so frightened by the sudden voice that the cigarette in his mouth fell to the ground, and he turned the muzzle of his gun back as quickly as possible.
Standing on the street is a robot with distinct joints and all mechanical parts covered by steel plates.
There is a simple display screen installed on the face of the robot, on which a young man wearing Chinese clothes can be seen, with a cold face and a bad tone.
With the level of industrial technology on this planet, it is absolutely impossible to produce such a robot!
Then there is only one possibility - that shitty governor brought it from the empire!
Damn it, what bad luck!
The officer quickly confirmed the owner behind the robot in front of him, and the expression on his face almost seamlessly switched to the brightest smile: "It turns out that the Governor is here. Look at me... I have to tell you Complain, you don’t know how hateful these unruly people are!”
"We have collected so much in just a few hours. This is all your private property. These unscrupulous people are not active at all and they always cause us trouble!"
Jiang Sui didn't look at the unripe bananas in the basket. He repeated his question again: "Let me ask you, what do you mean by just letting people die?"
"Ouch, I used the wrong words!" The officer clapped his hands, "Yes, it is obvious that most of the people who died have reached their death time. This is called dying! Governor, you are more merciful!"
After saying that, he laughed twice self-righteously.
Jiang Sui was silent for a moment, and after a few seconds suppressed his murderous intent: "Can you contact the leader of your Gerbil Gang?"
Due to low industrial production capacity, the war-baptized Governor's Mansion has only completed preliminary reconstruction, and communications with other places have not been restored until now. Jiang Sui can only transmit information manually.
If this officer could contact the highest level of the Gerbil Gang, a lot of trouble could be saved.
"I'm sure, I'm sure. Do you have something to discuss with His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief? Should I convey it to you or should I take you to see His Excellency the Commander-in-Chief?"
"In three days, I will go to River Valley Town and talk to your commander about taxes." Jiang Sui raised his hand from the control robot and handed a simple projector to the officer, "Don't be late, I still have many things to do. To be dealt with.”
River Valley Town is a small town on the territory of the Gerbil Gang that is relatively close to the Governor's Mansion. The geographical location is not important.
After assigning the task, the robot glanced at the randomly crushed banana on the ground, turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the street.
"Boss, what should we do?" The attendant glanced at the officer beside him and asked cautiously.
The officer put the small projector into his pocket, cursed the governor in his mind for showing off, and waved his hand: "You continue to collect taxes, and I will bring this thing to the commander-in-chief."
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"What, you want me to go so far away to discuss tax issues?"
Xiang Yan, the commander-in-chief of the Eastern District, pushed away the two women sitting in his arms, doubts rising in his heart.
The robots have already arrived at Botu City, the headquarters of the Gerbil Gang. Taxation, a matter that can be explained with just a few figures in two or three sentences, does not need to be so troublesome at all.
Being able to secure a leadership position in a chaotic and chaotic force like the Gerbil Gang, Xiang Yan knew something was wrong the moment he heard the news.
"Boss, can we find an excuse not to go?"
"No! Let me think about it..." Xiang Yan looked at the few cronies around him and slowly shook his head, "Let's analyze first, what does this new governor want to do?"
A short man with the rank of general put forward his own opinion: "The new tax terms have changed a lot and are even more unfavorable to us, so you want to find a relatively safe place to have a long talk with us?"
"It's possible, what else?" Xiang Yan asked again.
The general frowned: "Does he still want to ambush us?! But Jiang Suiman only has more than 300 soldiers after all. Even if the robot can fight ten of them, it cannot be our opponent. As long as we sit in the thin earth city If we don’t go anywhere, what can he do to us?”
The Gerbil Gang can mobilize a total of 30,000 troops, including heavy weapons such as large-caliber artillery and bombers.
Even if more than 10,000 soldiers need to be left to garrison various places, the remaining 20,000 people will still have an absolute advantage over the 300 people.
No matter what, Xiang Yan is invincible!
Xiang Yan slowly shook his head: "No, not only are we going, I also hope that this kid really wants to ambush us."
"You go and notify those non-legendary factions who are not very obedient and ask them to send some troops... If the shitty governor really has no other ideas, our army can also put pressure on him."
"If he really wants to start a war...haha, then we can take this opportunity to get rid of those disobedient people, and all the responsibilities can be pushed out."
"At that time, under the guise of getting rid of the villains, we will kill everyone else in the Governor's Mansion and replace them with our cronies! As long as we don't harm Jiang Sui himself, the Imperial Navy will not take another look at us."
During the entire conversation, Xiang Yan did not consider Jiang Sui's possible impact at all.
The governor came from a distant empire to this barren planet just to add a layer of gorgeous gold to his political achievements. What ability can such a person have?
How many governors have come to Tianhai Star before this? Which one can shake the status of the Gerbil Gang?
The governor of flowing water, the commander of iron!
"The commander is wise!"
