136. Chapter 136, about to collapse

Author: red heart cloth

Chapter 136, about to collapse

Having trouble doing things?

Purbeuf seemed a little confused.

Henry was also patient in explaining at this time.

He first stretched out his hand and nodded to himself: "I am the wedge appointed by the Governor to Junk Town. If the Governor wants to take Junk Town, I have a duty. It is best to settle the matter before the Governor's army arrives.

At that time, the army only needs to come to the town and help implement the new alliance's system in Junk Town. If it has to go to the point where the army uses force, wouldn't it be a disadvantage for me to do things?"

Purbov thought for a moment and nodded slightly, indicating that he agreed with Henry's idea.

Then, Henry pointed his hand at Purbeuf:

"As for Mr. Major, you have been ordered by the Governor to come to this wilderness to clear out all settlements and relocate the population. The remaining settlements must also change their flags and accept the complete and complete rule of the new alliance government to wipe out everything.

Opponent. You did a good job, but you

Not the best. Because within these two hundred kilometers, there is such a special existence as Garbage Town. It has a permanent population of 100,000, and there are another 100,000 small territories that rely on the operation of Garbage Town, and another 100,000

Armed scavengers and adventurers who have been scavenging in the tower ruins for a long time..."

"Regardless of the population and the importance of raw material extraction, this is the most important place among all the settlements around Fuxing City. And it is in an awkward position on the edge of your mission scope. The governor really did not ask you to just use these eight hundred soldiers.

Just win Garbage Town, but if you can do it, wouldn’t it mean that you can get full marks on your originally qualified answer sheet?”

After thinking carefully, Purbeuf had to admit that he was indeed persuaded by Denison Henry.

There is another key point here. Henry doesn't know it. Isn't it clear to him that he came this time with accumulated merits and strives to succeed Yan Fangxu, who will later become the commander-in-chief of the entire army?

The commander of the Xifeng Brigade?

At present, he has indeed completed his task step by step, and the completion is considered satisfactory. Not only are nearly ten settlements over 200 kilometers under the rule of the new alliance, the battle of Sanchi was almost completely wiped out at a very small cost.

No one can say that he did not do a good job enough to deal with the bandits occupying this area.

But Purbov himself always felt that it was not enough.

Now, Henry put the garbage in front of his mouth, and he couldn't help but drool.

Garbage Town... He still remembers that when he was just a digger in the Broken Hole Society and lived a truly dark life, Garbage Town was a powerful place in the distance. Can the entire Wasted Dong Society have a good meal?

As for rice, it all depends on whether the merchants in Junkong Town are willing to spend more rice to buy the ore produced by their Abandoned Cave Society.

To him, the presence of Garbage Town is even more important than that of the nearby Fuxing City.

And in the blink of an eye, now, as the leader of the mining team, can I actually have the opportunity to lead the army and capture such a place?

But despite his desire for merit, Purbeuf was still able to maintain his sanity.

Even though Junk Town could barely be regarded as a settlement within the two hundred kilometers that the governor asked him to act on his own, he still remembered that he could not act on his own initiative.

It was not a small settlement. As Henry said, there were two to three hundred thousand people within the territory of Garbage Town, and because of the unique industrial ecology, almost everyone was armed with a gun and was an armed scavenger who licked blood on the tip of his knife all the year round.

There are always 100,000 adventurers and adventurers.

They are indeed not an army, but their equipment may be better than those of the marauders, and their combat experience and will are stronger.

If things didn't go well and a military conflict broke out, he wouldn't be able to win such a battle with his 800 men.

Not to mention, you might get stuck in the quagmire between Junk Town and the green-skinned orcs.

Therefore, he still insisted on his previous statement: "I need further authorization to act."

Henry smiled: "Of course, we will talk together when the signal is connected."

His goal has been achieved.

Even if Purbov dared to follow him now, he would not dare to let him follow him like this. He is not so bold as to dare to incite the army to do things beyond their authority without military orders.

It's too taboo, and even if it succeeds, the Governor will find an excuse to kill him afterwards.

He won't make this mistake.

Come to Perbov, he really wants to borrow the military's communication radio.

Of course, in addition to this, the bigger idea is to persuade Purbeuf himself.

Simply executing orders and Purbov's own subjective initiative are of course two completely different situations.

It would be even better if Major Purbov could help him during his report to the Governor later to increase the success rate.

But unexpectedly, in the end, this idea came to nothing.

Because when the radio station was connected to Fuxing City, he got a piece of news.

The Governor was no longer in Fuxing City at this moment, but was heading towards Garbage Town with Lieutenant Colonel Thaddeus and the 2nd Infantry Division.

The governor also left a message.

"I hope my army will only have to deal with those green-skinned orcs by then."

He had heard this once before when he met the governor, but this time he had a different feeling.

He turned his head and looked at Purbeuf: "Do you understand what the Governor means?"

"Understood." Purbov said, "I will help you. But at the same time, I hope not to use knives or guns. My troops will stop twenty kilometers away from Junk Town. The rest will happen.

, I’ll leave it to you. If things don’t go well, I’ll wait until the 2nd Infantry Division arrives.”

"That's enough."

…

When Henry was talking to Purbeuf, he looked like he had the wisdom in his head, but in fact he was panicking.

Because he calculated his time.

Most of the time, the distance from Fuxing City to Garbage Town is just over two hundred kilometers. At normal marching speed, it would take a little over three to five days at a faster pace, or no more than ten days at a slower pace.

Combined with the words left by the Governor, this is the time given to him to deal with the garbage town.

He needs to hurry up.

Fortunately, following Purbeuf's combined battalion operations, speed is still guaranteed.

This combined battalion is almost completely motorized. Even the heaviest 155 howitzer is mounted on wheels and towed by a tractor truck; all soldiers, including the engineer company and logistics support company, are all equipped with transport vehicles.

For military trucks and baggage trucks.

Among the troops, the one that ran the slowest and held back the most was the armored company.

Twelve old tanks were dragged behind them. They could only run at a speed of 20 kilometers per hour, making people afraid that some of them would break down on the road.

In fact, this does happen.

Halfway through, a tank did break down.

But this did not affect the speed of the entire unit. Some maintenance personnel and vehicle crew members were left behind, and the rest still successfully traveled a distance of fifty kilometers and arrived outside Junk Town.

By this time, it was already late at night.

The troops stopped on the spot and built a camp, while Denison Henry, with a small number of followers and guards, met the team that came cautiously from Junk Town to check the situation, explained the situation, and then entered the city calmly.

The scouts who came to check on the situation did not disperse, and were still surrounding Perbov's troops in the dark.

Purbeuf wasn't impressed either.

He has already spread out the sentries and guards. As long as these people don't get too close and they want to watch from the outside, then just watch.

This calm and unhurried attitude made the snoopers on the periphery even more frightened.

Of course, the most frightening thing is the cannons, armored vehicles and tanks that cannot be seen clearly in the dark, but are indeed there.

Coupled with the fact that the soldiers followed orders and were well-trained, the snoops clearly understood that although this team was small in number, it had extremely strong combat effectiveness.

After contacting the newly appointed agent, that is, Mr. Henry's background, it is impossible to guess that he is from the New Alliance and belongs to the army of the Governor?

…

The next day, Denison Henry met the person he wanted to see.

His name is Jason Swan.

This is a man with white silk hair and a majestic face. His brows are stern, weathered, and vicissitudes of life.

He is the biggest agent in Junktown.

When Jason Swan was young, he was already hanging out in Garbage Town. At first, he was just an ordinary scavenger. He dared to fight hard and joined a small adventure group. Later, he became the boss. Later, he took over the entire adventure.

The team became a group and stole part of the business of refining raw materials, and later opened up some business routes...

He became the agent, and then gradually became the biggest one.

It's just a few sentences, but from the age of fifteen to now for thirty-five years, he has experienced countless intrigues and fights of life and death to reach his current position.

He controls the largest raw material processing factory in Junk Town and controls 20% of the business share. His prosperous adventure group called the "Clock Iron Blade" is one of the best armed forces in Junk Town.

Industry and force constitute Mr. Swan's prestige today.
To be continued...