Chapter 55: Soldiers

[Finally, the guerrillas reached the energy tower.]

Patriot's huge figure appeared at the northern entrance of the canyon, behind him the shield guards followed in silence against the storm, white frost covered the basilisk black shields, armor covered in snow, they still maintained their formation.

[Wendigo arrived under the energy tower with some members of the guerrillas, there are 205 of them, 60% of them are severely afflicted, the remaining 40% are lightly afflicted, our medical resources are extremely scarce, and our food and resources have been stretched to the limit by their addition].

[But we believe that miracles will happen under the Energy Tower, just like a lighthouse, the Energy Tower will light the way ahead for those who come here.]

Wang Zhan turned off the prompt, and another prompt popped up-

The "Military" unit has been unlocked, and the "Military Adjustment" decree has been unlocked. The hardships of this land are beyond our imagination, and the Energy Tower needs strength to fight against everything with hostile intent.

[One Suggestion: Soldiers' grievances and hopes change more slowly, they are more resistant to disease, and they can replace workers, but they need daily training (3-4 hours) to maintain their ability to fight, or they will be transformed into workers.]

[Build a practice field or a gladiator arena to maintain their daily training].

Wang Zhan was glad that Mu Ye had designed defenses for the energy tower, the unit of military personnel also looked complicated looking at the description, and the redundant military decrees were even more intriguing to him.

But this juncture was very critical, and he was more interested in knowing how Alina and the others were going to deal with the arrival of the guerrillas.

Turning off the prompt, he looked into the middle of the screen, where Tallulah was using her source stone skill to warm the guerrillas around her, and Carl and the others following Tallulah were silently watching the dead team.

"It seems that the guerrillas have suffered quite a bit of damage, and their morale is low to this extent."

When Wang Zhan first saw them, they were not as lively as the Snow Monster Squad, but it could be said that they were refreshed, and they had an overpowering aura.

He sighed, the only thing he could do to help the guerrillas was to keep as many of them alive as possible, but the decree of eradication therapy worried him again.

Patriot led the group into the range of the energy tower's heat supply, and one by one the guerrilla soldiers behind him reached the lower part of the tower.

Alina froze for a moment as she saw the tall monster break through the storm and appear in front of her eyes, white frost hanging from its horrific mask, and what appeared to be a flow of sadness between the Patriot's movements.

The guerrillas behind the Patriot felt the heat stream pouring in through the cracks in their armor, their body temperatures slowly rose back up, they finally had the time to think about those fallen brothers, a wave of sadness rose from the hearts of all of them.

The king exhibited a vocal reminder to Alina before she turned her head to order the other infected to prepare to arrange for the entry of the guerrillas.

".... I'm surprised, Tallulah," Patriot looked up proudly at the energy tower, the scrape of steel making him feel harsh and the surge of heat making him feel in a trance.

The two rows of houses around him were abuzz with people, and the laughter coming from them again gave him a dreamlike, otherworldly feeling.

The guerrillas did reach the energy towers, and it had been but a day since they had fallen many of their shield guards.

Great warriors withered amid the storm, as a withered leaf yanked irrevocably from its branch by a cold wind.

Once again, he marveled at the frailty of man, that a long-suffering warrior could be buried by a storm.

"Mr. Patriot," Alina gathered her courage and stepped forward, she looked up to meet Patriot's eyes, "we need to pick up and rescue the frostbitten, their condition is urgent."

"Pick up and rescue ... Mr. Energy Tower, is he capable of rescuing so many, patients?"

Patriot looked at Alina questioningly.

Alina was momentarily dumbfounded, she didn't dare to make this promise.

Wang Zhan immediately replied, "Tell Patriot that we can only try our best to keep as many people alive as possible, and I'm afraid that the healing of the patients in question will have to wait until the storm is over before we can officially proceed."

There were too many serious patients, and he was a little unsure.

"After the storm ends? This storm, how long will it last."

"It ends in three hours, Mr. Patriot."

Patriot fell silent, and the many guerrillas were even more shocked as one of the phalanxes cried out, "Three hours! Are you kidding me!"

"You're going to say that this storm will be gone in the twinkling of an eye, just like you said!"

"Flynn, be quiet," Mr. Patriot murmured, understanding that this was as special to Mr. Energeta as it was to the other man to inform him of the approach of this storm.

"First Lieutenant, don't you think it is ridiculous! We have endeavored to cross the snowy plains and follow that light in the sky to come here, and this Elafia tells us that the storm will be over in three hours!"

"You are upset, I can understand that, and I am equally saddened by the death of my brothers."

Ferrin grunted angrily and shut his mouth, it was clear that those soldiers were righteous men, but they had to die in this storm!

This ..... doesn't make sense!

The Patriot faced Alina and nodded, "You are his spokesperson, the guerrillas will do as you say, just, don't issue overstepping orders."

Alina nods while Tallulah looks to the infected behind her, "Guys, get ready to arrange the guerrilla patients!"

The energy tower turned lively, everyone was afraid of these heavily armored soldiers, but since Patriot, the great warrior, had bowed her head to Alina, what did the rest of these soldiers have to fear?

The infected began to check the guerrillas' illnesses one by one, and those who finished checking were brought to the mess hall and children's shelter according to Alina's instructions.

The mess hall also changed the group of people to continue working overtime, cooking hot food for the guerrillas.

"Mr. Patriot, Mr. Energy Tower is in overload," Alina thought she should make it clear first, "Mr. Energy Tower will have to turn off the overload mode before the storm is over or he will damage himself."

"I'm already aware that Mr. Energeta is different, and I'm grateful that he's gone this far for the infected. You can leave the rest to the guerrillas."

Alina pursed her lips slightly, a little angry, the guerrillas have become like this, but still, let them deal with the next thing by themselves... So stubborn!

She couldn't stand it anymore and punched the Patriot's shield.

Hiss .... So painful.

Patriot wondered what the punch was for.

Alina retracted her fist to cover it with her other hand and smiled, "Mr. Energeta said that the infected who come here are our family, and since the guerrillas are in trouble, we won't just sit back and do nothing."

Hearing this, the patriot also then realized that it was his statement that was a bit out of the ordinary, "The guerrillas are the shield of the infected ... Heh, I'm here for the guerrillas, thank you Mr. Energy Tower."

Alina left satisfied, but the Patriot still didn't understand what that punch to his shield was for.

Tallulah stepped forward, "Mr. Patriot, you should go rest as well."

She looked up to meet Big Daddy's eyes, this one was a little too tall, Tallulah thought hard, only the storage vault could hold Patriot.

"I never rest, Froststar should have told you that."

Tallulah was helpless, she couldn't advise more, "Come under the energy tower then, you can get a good look at the life of an infected."

The two of them came under the energy tower, the patriot scrutinized the buildings around the energy tower, plain, with a kind of rough beauty, but on closer inspection it made people feel exquisite.

Ugly to the extreme is beautiful ... Petrova beside Froststar had said so, and Patriot discarded the idea after a slight thought; how could he be so disrespectful to Mr. Energy Tower?

He saw the infected moving in and out of the house, members of the Wendigo Squad in their white cotton coats walking around restlessly in the corridors, and the infected on the streets staring at the doorways, afraid that the Wendigo Squad would slip out.

These guys were restless even under the energy tower.

It was time for Froststar to be more disciplined.

Speaking of Frost Star, Patriot suddenly asked, "My daughter, has she arrived here as well?"

"She's still resting now, having been using the Source Stone Technique too much."

Patriot remembered Froststar the most, didn't she, Tallulah remembered that Froststar's cloak was Patriot's past uniform.

She added, "There were no casualties in the Wendigo squad."

Patriot exhaled heavily, by the look on Tallulah's face Froststar shouldn't have been seriously hurt, "She's being brave again."

Tallulah didn't know how to reply, she wasn't in a position to intervene in what was going on between this father and daughter, and both of them were stubborn, "Should I go wake her up?"

"No, let her sleep a little longer. If possible, I want her to stay asleep until the storm is over."

Wang Zhan checked the description of the military unit again, because of the need to train so they couldn't be expected to work overtime.

But the point of being more resistant to disease might buy themselves time to open more ambulance stations and recruit more doctors.

"There's also the Military Adjustment Decree," Wang Zhan clicked on the Decree button, and an axe appeared in the bottom left corner of the Decree page, clicking on the axe revealed two large branches.

One decree caught Wang Zhan's attention, "Armory ...."

[Obtaining the building, Armory, opens up military technology.]

[Why don't you add the design of the weapons to the workstation as well? For this query, numerous engineers thought for a long time, until after the weapon's design was completed, they came up with the answer - compared to the freezing weather, the talents who mastered the killing weapons were more like natural disasters.]

[The weapon's design was added to the armory at the insistence of numerous engineers and was quickly snowed in, we are glad that we never had the chance to use the armory's design.]

Wang Zhan tapped his head, Mu Ye did a pretty decent job, but after spending so much effort writing these short stories, why don't you change what doesn't make sense first!

After spouting off about Mu Ye's persistence, Wang Zhan scanned the entire decree tree, which was largely about military operations, such as fortification construction, command posts, drill grounds, and frontline support ... This is preparing for war, right?

Wang Zhan wasn't a military enthusiast either and didn't know much about things like troop formation, but if someone wanted to come and beat him up - he could hug the Patriot's thigh.

With ready-made military generals, he doesn't need to waste his mind on learning military stuff like this, but these policies still need to be adjusted by himself, and perhaps he needs to consult the Patriot often afterward.

Turning off the military decree, Wang Zhan began to worry about the next decree, the army needed gladiatorial arenas and maneuvering ranges, but it wasn't something that mattered.

The one thing that needed attention at the moment was medical care, if the promise to the guerrillas was to be fulfilled then ordering the Conservation Institute would be best, after the Conservation Institute came the Prosthetics Decree.

However, the current pressure on medical care is so great that overcrowding is the most appropriate decree, so that the capacity of the ambulance station can be doubled and more patients will be saved.

The downside was that the dissatisfaction would increase when using this decree.

Wang Zhan looked at the dissatisfaction bar, and the dissatisfaction was around 15%, so it didn't matter if the dissatisfaction went up a bit to save lives.

Wang Zhan clicked on the overcrowding decree, the next decree needs to wait for 36 hours before it can be enacted, he once again put the alarm clock on his cell phone to prevent himself from missing the decree enactment time.

Is Alina busy at this time?　　

Wang Zhan found where Alina was, she was standing in front of the children's shelter and was arranging for the guerrillas to go in, Wang Zhan saw this and tapped on the heater of the children's shelter.

"Strange, do you feel hotter?"

The soldier who had entered the children's shelter long ago felt his body sweating, he had already felt hot in here, why was it hotter now?

Alina glanced at the heater on the wall and it showed that it was working, it seemed that Mr. Energy Tower had turned on the heater.

In fact, without turning on the heater, the temperature of the children's shelter was comparable to that of the workhouse, and with the heater on it would feel hot instead.

But the guerrillas were all more or less frostbitten, and a little heat was always good.

Mr. Energy Tower turned on the heaters in the shelter, so that will help you all recover."

The soldiers were all a bit embarrassed, they had always been the ones to take care of others, suddenly being taken care of by others ..... Quite unaccustomed.

"I keep hearing your people talk about Mr. Energy Tower, is he the Tower?"

Alina nodded her head, this question was asked by everyone who came here, and she pretty much understood what to do to prove Mr. Energy Tower's existence.

As the crowd listened to her explanation, they all lamented the fact that the infected had finally waited for the saint who had rescued them, some felt that it was wrong and corrected that the other person should be the Tower.

Alina smiled, "Everyone rests here for now, the infected will bring you hot food later."

"... Thank you, Alina," the soldier felt as if it was wrong to say that, but Mr. Energeta and Alina he wanted to thank, as well as the people out there who were helping them.

"No, I mean thank you, Mr. Energy Tower, uh ... I'm tongue-tied, can you understand what I mean?"

"We're considered family when we're here, don't be embarrassed," Alina replied to the other, and the guerrilla soldier's heart was touched, "Family, yes, all infected should be family!"

"We were meant to be united, the infected were meant to stand together and take revenge on Ursus!"

The smile on Alina's face froze, revenge ... Revenge for what?

The agitated soldier saw Alina freeze and explained, "Ursus destroyed fairness and order, the Infected were not supposed to suffer such persecution, or even, we didn't have to be Infected in the first place."

"Think about it, Ms. Alina, who is more likely to be infected, the nobles or the workers? I think it's clear to you."

"It's clear that the workers are the ones who made that great empire, what gives these nobles the right to drive the infected to their deaths? Aren't we considered the people of Ursas?"

"This revenge, we must avenge!"

Alina didn't respond, understanding that the guerrillas relied on hate to cross the snowy plains, not hope and a vision of the future.

That was too remote.

Perhaps under the Energy Tower, they could regain their faith in the future like Froststar had, and not have to feed their spirits on hate.