"These guys don't think of me when they are having fun, but they think of me whenever they are in trouble. I am not your nanny!"

Heart of Steel, Captain's Room.

Chu Guang, who was sitting at his desk, couldn't help but roll his eyes while looking at the report on "How to Deal with Clone Troopers" submitted by Edge of Water.

Whether it is the world before the time travel or the world after the time travel, there is no precedent in history for a mentally retarded prisoner captured by the establishment.

According to the common practice in survivor settlements, the matter must have been buried.

But the alliance obviously can't do it.

A disciplined organization must act according to the rules. The correct idea should be to formulate a set of rules and implement them in accordance with the established rules in the future.

Chu Guang originally wanted to ask Xiao Qi's opinion, but Xiao Qi's focus was on something strange.

"Eh? Master, do you want to have some fun?" The voice contained a hint of surprise, but there was also some reasonable understanding in it.

Almost choking on his spit, Chu Guang coughed and said.

"I'm just giving you an example. Don't focus on these strange places. If you have the computing power, why don't you help me come up with ideas."

Xiaoqi, who was sitting on the table, dragged her chin with her hands, making a thoughtful expression.

"Well, Xiaoqi doesn't know either. There is no reference precedent in the database, but does the master think they are human beings?"

"That's right, even though he is mentally retarded." Chu Guang said casually.

Xiao Qi continued to ask.

"Then how do you deal with the mentally retarded half of the alliance?"

"They are classified into the same category as those with disabilities, and the refugee home will be responsible for their placement, or they will arrange for a designated guardian." When he said this, Chu Guang's eyes lit up slightly.

yes.

Just find someone to take care of these guys.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang spoke.

"The clone prisoners are supervised and disciplined by their former direct commander, and work in teams of ten in the prisoner of war camp. If one person violates the commandments, the whole team will be punished together. If the labor task is not completed, the team leader bears the main responsibility.

It is equivalent to eliminating the positions of deputy captain, flag bearer, trumpeter, etc. from the original ten-man team, leaving the captain to take charge of these clone prisoners of war who are mentally retarded and prone to violence.

The prison terms for prisoners of war in the Alliance basically start at ten years.

Unless the Legion intends to redeem them, most of the clone troopers will not survive the day they are released from prison. In this way, there is no need to worry about how to deal with the impact of these special groups on Alliance society and the social problems caused by it.

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Chu Guang spent ten minutes dictating to Xiao Qi to add some details, including preventing the captain from deliberately killing those procrastinators to escape responsibility, including filling in the loopholes in the specific clauses, etc.

If used properly, these clone soldiers can become a good labor force whether on farmland or in mines.

Although these clones cannot do very complicated tasks, simple and repetitive manual labor should not be a big problem.

As for the standard of living, let's just set it at "hard living" like other prisoners of war.

"Xiao Qi, did you remember it?"

Sitting on the desk, Xiao Qi nodded her head in admiration.

"Hmm! I remember everything!"

The corners of Chu Guang's lips curled up into a smile, and he leaned back on the office chair and stretched. Although today's work only started for ten minutes, he still worked hard for himself.

There are no new changes in the battle on the front line, everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

Just when Chu Guang was thinking about whether to open two old headbands to relax, Xiao Qi, who was sitting on the desk, suddenly raised her head as if receiving a signal.

"Oh, Master, there is new news from the Foreign Affairs Department, it's about the company."

Upon hearing the news from the company, Chu Guang subconsciously became nervous.

A large part of the reason why he came to the front line was to avoid the representatives of the company.

My old friends on the East Coast are only happy when giving money, but are really miserable in other things.

The Supreme Council has made a resolution in support of the alliance, but it has still not approved the "Orca" transport plane to go to the front line.

For another example, everyone had agreed before that they would drive out all the legions from the Luoxia Province to avoid future troubles. Only halfway through the battle, we managed to gain some advantage, and the council began to discuss whether to use prisoners of war and the legions to start a war.

A ceasefire was negotiated.

Of course this can be discussed.

What is just a means and what is the goal? Chu Guang is still aware of these most basic questions.

After all, the development of the alliance must be completed through farming, industry and infrastructure. War can at best be regarded as a catalyst, and peace is the long-term solution.

But even so, the timing of the negotiations should be after the legion's strategic deployment in Luoxia Province has been crippled, and its ambition and ability to "expand eastwards" have been completely weakened.

If possible, Chu Guang really hoped that his old friends on the east coast would just send money.

"What did he say?"

"He said that a reporter from Zhiyuan Newspaper wanted to interview General Soft."

Chu Guang breathed a sigh of relief and his tone softened.

"Isn't McClung enough?"

Xiaoqi: "Hmm... Xiaoqi thinks it may be because the previous interview with General McClun was so effective that they want to interview a few more generals."

Chu Guang was stunned for a moment.

"protrude?"

Xiaoqi imitated Chu Guang's usual gestures and stretched out her index finger to make a vague stroke in the air. A picture soon appeared above the holographic computer pen.

This is news broadcast in Ideal City.

Collected by classmate Fang Chang.

In the camera, General McClung clenched his fists, his face was livid, and he had an expression filled with indignation.

"I'll say it again, I didn't lose to the Alliance! I lost to the despicable enterprise! If it weren't for the enterprise's support for the alliance, I wouldn't have lost the battle in the River Valley Province! The battle in the southern part of the Luoxia Province wouldn't have been possible.

possible!"

Compared to General McClung's indignation, the reporter sitting opposite him had a happy expression on his face, biting his upper and lower lips to pretend to be serious.

After McClung finished speaking, the reporter couldn't wait to continue asking questions.

"So you think you actually lost to the enterprise? But we don't think so, regardless of

Whether it was the battle in the River Valley Province or the battle in the southern part of the Luoxia Province, the survivors who were oppressed by the legion fought hard to achieve the final victory."

"Nonsense!" McClung's eyes widened and he glared at the reporter, "When have we ever oppressed local survivors? We haven't even been to Oasis No. 4! Heroic battles? A joke! Are those tanks theirs?

Did you do it yourself?”

Reporter: "Well, it's true that we also provided some parts, such as the No. 60 electromagnetic gun."

"It's that damn electromagnetic gun! Without that thing, it would be impossible for the Alliance to penetrate the armor of Conqueror 10! And that ornithopter, without that thing, I would never lose to a group of people fighting on horseback.

Aboriginals! They only hide behind others and play tricks. If we have the ability, let's start a battle and fight openly!"

McClun cursed.

However, he did not notice that the angrier he became, the happier the journalist friend sitting opposite him became.

Especially after seeing him break through the defense, the reporter simply removed himself from the shot and placed him in the center of the screen, allowing him to tell his story louder.

The interview soon came to an end.

Having obtained all the desired materials, the reporter concluded this session.

"Thank you for your cooperation in accepting today's interview. However, I think you still have to thank the company. If it weren't for the pressure from the Supreme Council, you might have died in the alliance's coal mine or been hung on the gallows."

McClun said with a stiff expression.

"dream!"

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated.

Let him say thank you to his enemies and he would rather die!

The reporter didn't care at all about his offense to the company. Instead, he took a close-up of his stiff facial expression, and the interview ended there.

Looking at the face-conscious McClun in the camera, Chu Guang was stunned for a moment, and then showed a dumbfounded expression.

Good guy.

No wonder corporate reporters want to interview more generals.

None of these officers who were beaten badly by the alliance admitted that they lost to the alliance. They all said that they only lost to the logistics and the equipment of the enterprise.

Even if they know in their hearts that one or two pieces of equipment cannot change the outcome of the war, it is better to admit that losing to a company due to lack of preparation than losing to a group of "natives" in their eyes.

At least they are both the orthodox successors of the People's Federation.

Enterprises have become the last fig leaf for surrendering officers.

The reporter in the camera clearly took advantage of this, consciously inducing and even stimulating McClung to answer in the desired direction.
To be continued...