Armor-piercing bullets don't believe in carbon-based monsters

Chapter 258 The Simplest Education
“The situation is not optimistic.”

Chen Jian sat in the combat command room. On the screen was a series of summarized battle reports, as well as on-site conditions of surrounding human settlements transmitted back by reconnaissance balloons.

From the information collected so far, most of the small towns have been attacked by monsters. Although the damage to most towns is relatively light due to the joint defense of the Mechanicus and the Temple of the Holy Blood, Chen Jian can easily draw an obvious conclusion through communication with Hanshui City.

That is, they can't hold on for much longer.

The long-term peaceful coexistence with monsters has not actually made the people of this land relax their military preparedness. As a naturally warlike species, they are driven by instinct and are almost always planning expansion.

However, as their technical and training levels have not been effectively improved for a long time, and the cost of fighting monsters is too high, so that humans do not have enough opportunities for trial and error and actual combat, they are still quite powerless when facing monsters, especially when facing monsters that attack in a joint manner.

The situation in settlements with relatively sufficient Holy Blood forces would be better, after all, they could provide certain reconnaissance intelligence and combat guidance to the city defense forces.

But if there are only a few or even no Holy Bloods in a town, the battle situation will immediately become precarious.

Chen Jian frowned and continued:
"The situation on the Han River is still good. At least the Crusaders are holding on, and the losses are not too great."

"But further south, in places like Yuzhang, Qianzhou, and Hengzhou, it's not the same."

"Almost all the small settlements in the surrounding areas have suffered a devastating blow, and a large number of refugees are gathering in the big city."

"Although these refugees carried some supplies, it was clear that it was unlikely to sustain them for more than a month."

"Fortunately, the weather is getting warmer now. Otherwise, more than half of the people would not be able to survive just because of the heating issue."

"We don't have much time left."

"He Shuo, what did the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce say?"

As soon as the words fell, He Shuo's voice came out from the loudspeaker.

"Representatives from the Jiangnan Chamber of Commerce reported that they have opened up a trade route from Jinling to Shenzhen."

"This trade route will be centered in Hengzhou and radiate outward to all surrounding areas."

"After the monsters in Chuansha City were killed, the total time for a single trip on this trade route was shortened by half compared to the original trade route through Yuzhang, and the carrying capacity was more than doubled."

"Next, according to our requirements, they will adjust the cargo configuration to ensure that at least 70% of the transport capacity is used to transport Type 75 rifles."

"The latest group of caravans will leave in two days, bringing 6000 rifles and 15 rounds of ammunition to Hengzhou."

“In addition, they will also bring a large number of secondary weapons seized from Huadu, such as grenades, mines, explosives and a small number of rocket launchers.”

"These weapons should be able to provide some assistance to the defense of surrounding towns."

"I have asked Fuxi to do an actuarial calculation. If a batch of weapons transported by a single caravan can save a human town, then from the perspective of total revenue, we will not lose money."

"After all, if we allow monsters to destroy the town, the loss of food, productivity, and manufactured goods will be far more valuable than the weapons."

"However, the effect of arms trade is still quite limited. We need to provide them with stronger support."

"I know."

Chen Jian nodded slowly.

He was of course aware that arms trade alone was not enough to completely change the situation. The best way was for the Chinese Army to directly send combat forces to various towns for support.

But under the current circumstances, this strategy is obviously impossible to implement.

Let alone sending a combat team, even sending an instructor or a commander would be beyond the capability of the Chinese Army.

Thinking of this, Chen Jian said:
"Let's hold them back with weapons for now."

"As long as we can hold off until the first plane is built, the pressure around us will be reduced a lot."

"Reggie, how's the progress on the Mosquito bomber?"

“The peeling machine has been built and is being assembled today.”

Lei Jie waved his hand gently, and the image of the rotary cutter working immediately flowed onto the screen.

"I have distributed the tutorial on how to make plywood, and now Ji Xing is leading a team of workers to make plywood."

"Their progress is not slow. Considering the loss, it is estimated that the materials will be ready within two days, and secondary processing and assembly can begin."

"very good."

Chen Jian nodded with satisfaction.

At this rate, the manufacturing time of a Mosquito bomber could be compressed to less than 5 days.

Although the final product will inevitably be simple, rough, and even shoddy, solving the problem of whether or not it exists is obviously a higher priority than solving the problem of quality.

So he immediately spoke:
“After completing the reclamation and sowing of the wasteland, ask Ji Xing to increase manpower and speed up the material manufacturing process as much as possible.”

"From now on, this group of people will be solidified and will only be responsible for the manufacturing of aircraft materials."

"Once most of the workers are skilled, we can train them in the direction of assembly, design and maintenance."

"no problem."

After receiving Lei Jie's reply, Chen Jian paused for a moment, then continued:

"Now, let's get back to the main issue at hand."

"Hanshui City asked us for help, and we promised to provide it."

"But what form of assistance do you think is more appropriate?"

"In theory, sending a team to Hanshui City should be able to resolve the crisis they are facing."

"But Hanshui City is too far from Jinling. It's nearly a thousand kilometers round trip, so there are too many variables."

"I'm not particularly inclined towards this strategy, what do you think?"

"I don't agree with that either."

He Shuo's voice sounded again, and then he said:
"According to intelligence, a large number of mercenaries have gathered in Wuxue Town near Hanshui City."

"If the situation is really critical, we can hire a group of mercenaries to go to Hanshui City for support."

"Their weapons are relatively backward, so we will provide them with weapons and make some improvements."

"If we do this, both timeliness and safety will be relatively high."

"Do you have the resources?"

Chen Jian asked immediately.

"Yes, I can get in touch right now."

"At the same time, I can mobilize the Ring Chamber of Commerce to supply weapons to the mercenaries."

"The weapons currently stranded in Wuxue Town are enough to arm a mercenary team of more than 100 people."

"Although it may not be enough to fight against a level 3 monster, it shouldn't be too stressful to fight against a level 4 monster."

"After all, their combat loss ratio is not something we need to consider, right?"

".That's true."

Chen Jian nodded thoughtfully, and then made the decision:
"Then let's do this first!"

"Execute it immediately today and send in mercenaries first."

"If the mercenaries can't hold on, we will go to support Hanshui as soon as the plane comes out."

"Pay attention, this time the support must be carefully planned."

"The current situation in Hanshui City is very delicate. As long as we fight well, it may be the first city to change color."

“This means a lot to us!”

"clear."

"receive."

Everyone responded, and Chen Jian waved his hand and dismissed the meeting. The support plan for Hanshui City has been drawn up, so next, it depends on how long they can hold out.
At the same time, while the core members of the Huaxia Army were discussing more "macro" strategies, in the newly opened simple factory outside the fortifications, Ji Xing was focusing on details that were so small that they could not be any smaller.

".I've already told you that you must ensure that the fibers are alternated horizontally and vertically when stacking. This is a key step in ensuring the strength of the plywood!"

“Look at the plywood you stacked up. How many layers have the fibers oriented in the wrong direction?”

"Do you think this is a small matter?? These plywood sheets are used to build airplanes!"

"If the plane can't fly because of material strength problems, tell me, can you bear this responsibility?"

The worker standing opposite her lowered his head and dared not speak, but a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He knew what he was doing, but he couldn't understand the point of doing it.

Stack slices of wood together and glue them together?

If the ultimate goal is to make wooden boards, why not just cut the wood into boards?
Also, using wood to build airplanes?
He knew what an airplane was; he had even seen with his own eyes the huge, angelic machine rise from the ground and then soar into the sky.

But he could not believe that such a terrifying, sacred, and powerful angel could be made of wood.

Perhaps, this is just an excuse.

An excuse to erode one's own faith and that of one's fellow men.

It's as if they let their compatriots sit on the machine they call "excavator".

It seemed to give everyone the opportunity to get close to the creation of the Holy Trinity, but in fact, it was just another kind of blasphemy.
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These people are all mortals!
What qualifications do mortals have to be above machine spirits? What qualifications do they have to deprive machine spirits of their control over mechanical creations? And what qualifications do they have to brazenly say that they are the true masters of the machines?

A trace of disgust rose in his heart.

If it weren't for my own safety, if it weren't for a meal, I would have fled to the real Jinling City long ago.
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No, the city of Jinling is no longer pure.

Even the saints have been replaced under their manipulation. Perhaps if we want to find the final pure land belonging to the Holy Trinity, we can only look for it in the legendary "mountain city"
Thinking of this, the worker took a deep breath.

Then, he spoke:
"I understand, Chief."

"I will be careful and such a mistake will not happen again."

"It better not happen again!"

Ji Xing spoke sternly, and the worker lowered his head again and said nothing.

"continue working!"

"If I find unqualified products again, one of your food coupons will be deducted today!"

"Yes."

"Yes, Chief."

The workers in the factory answered one by one. Ji Xing shook his head and waved his hand to signal everyone to continue working.

At this time, Chen Jian, who had just finished a meeting, happened to be inspecting the factory. After noticing Ji Xing's expression, he walked up curiously and asked:

"How's it going?"

Ji Xing shook his head and replied:
"have some problem."

“These workers can carry out orders, but they cannot carry out orders 100 percent of the time.”

"They seem to have a steel plate in their brains."

“They instinctively question what they are doing, to the point where they have no initiative at all when they are working.”

“Full of mistakes, that’s all I can say”

"I don't know how to solve this problem. If there is really no other way, then I can only kill one person to warn the rest."

"I understand."

A helpless smile appeared on Chen Jian's face.

In fact, he was quite familiar with this situation.

I have experienced this kind of thing when I was leading new recruits. Two soldiers with the same qualities and intelligence, if one is naturally resistant to training and the other is fully committed, then the results they ultimately show will be very different.

Many times, it's not a question of ability.

It's just a matter of awareness.

It was normal that Ji Xing couldn't solve the problem. It was already outstanding that she could discover the essence of the problem in such a short time.

Thinking of this, Chen Jian spoke to comfort him:

"Don't worry, this problem is easy to solve."

“They just don’t believe they can do it.”

"What they are doing is not only subverting their religious understanding, but also subverting their judgment of their own abilities and values."

“So it’s normal to have resistance.”

"Our job is simple - just get the results in front of them."

"Lei Jie! Come here! Bring a W-4 Skyhawk over here."

"immediately."

Lei Jie's voice came from the headset. After a moment, he rushed to Chen Jian and asked:
"what happened?"

"Do what you do best and take apart a drone for them to see."

Lei Jie glanced at Chen Jian, then at the workers who were working.

He instantly understood Chen Jian's intention.

Without any nonsense, Lei Jie got straight to work. He first controlled this useless and almost unused single-soldier hand-thrown drone to fly a circle in the submerged factory building. Then, after attracting everyone's attention, he dismantled the drone into pieces in front of them.

Everyone watched his actions, and when all the parts of the W-4 drone were disassembled, the workers' faces almost tacitly showed an expression of "bewilderment".

Lei Jie didn't say much nonsense, but waved his hand and said to the people who were still in a daze:

"Come and see."

"Look what this thing is made of."

"This is what you are making. The big plane you have seen before is just an upgraded version of it."

"Now, what you are going to build is a simplest Mosquito fighter."

"But one day, you will be able to create Strike-17 yourself."

"There are no machine souls in this world."

"All machines are created by humans!"

"Come on, who wants to see how this plane flies?"

As soon as the words fell, the people who were still hesitating gathered around.

The worker who was criticized by Ji Xing stood at the back, a little timidly, wanting to escape, but he couldn't help stretching his neck to see Lei Jie's actions over the crowd.

He didn't believe that the plane could be restored after being dismantled like this.

Even if there is an organic soul inside the plane, such damage would be enough to destroy it, right?
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But he guessed wrong.

When the drone flew out from the crowd again, what he heard was a series of exclamations.

He stared at the drone in the sky.

Then he looked at the piece of wood in his hand that he had forgotten to put down.

After a long silence, he suddenly seemed to understand something and silently turned the wood in his hand in another direction.
(End of this chapter)