Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 140

140. Chapter 140, Just because he is the governor?

Denison Henry was also anxious.

He didn’t know that much about military affairs, but he always understood the simplest comparison of numbers. No matter how powerful Perbov’s army is, it can’t replace the role of 100,000 people.

He was here at the artillery position, gathering the fleeing soldiers, and the effect was actually quite good.

The main reason was that the twelve cannons lined up in a row were too intimidating. When the fleeing soldiers retreated here, they couldn’t help but slow down when they saw these cannons.

Then, Henry came out again, using carrots and sticks to keep the people.

The so-called carrot is money.

Henry has money, but he is not that rich. He has only been prosperous for two months and has made a lot of money, but he lacks some accumulation.

But the key is that he is willing to spend money now, even spending all his money, or even going into debt, that’s all fine.

Anyway, as long as he “wins” and holds on, Garbage Town will eventually be incorporated into the rule of the governor and implement the system and policies of the new alliance, and “money” will not have much meaning.

Ordinary adventurers don’t know this information, but it is still useful if he is willing to spend a lot of money now.

Another big stick is the deserter policy issued by Garbage Town. Garbage Town must come up with some solutions to the continuous escape of adventurers. In fact, many adventurers who have left the front line have been executed as deserters during this period.

This part of the pressure is still transmitted to the front line.

During the big collapse, everyone was running away, the law did not hold everyone accountable, and there were no military judges to enforce combat discipline, so of course no one took this thing seriously.

At this moment, someone mentioned that there were heavy artillery here and they were willing to double the money, so those adventurers naturally had to think carefully about what to choose.

Of course, there is another key factor that cannot be ignored, that is, after the adventurers are reorganized, they are not sent to the front line immediately.

They have just been defeated by the green-skinned orcs, and sending them to the front line immediately will probably have no effect. But just restoring the degree of organization, reorganizing on the spot, guarding the artillery position, and not having to go to the battle in person, that would be much better.

By using these adventurers, and continuing to gather more adventurers, it can play an expanding role.

In a few hours, Henry gathered about four to five thousand adventurers.

With these people, Henry wanted to send them to the front line to fight.

However, after contacting Perbov, he got the answer that there was no need to send more people, and they had no big problems here.

The main thing was that the Beast Slaughter Regiment was prepared.

Henry also knew the commander Li Kexi. Under his leadership, half of the Beast Slaughter Regiment finally had time to reorganize their morale behind the defense line formed by the First Combined Battalion. They were reorganized and then deployed to the front line, greatly filling the manpower of each firepower point and alleviating the problem of insufficient infantry in the First Combined Battalion.

In this way, the defense line of about six kilometers in the fifth area can be regarded as impregnable.

The difficult part is the other battle line of about fifty kilometers.

Those greenskins have stopped in front of the First Battalion, but they may launch another attack on other positions at any time.

In fact, this situation is likely to have already happened.

But what’s worse is that neither Henry nor Perbov has a grasp of the overall situation.

These armies composed of free adventure groups, even the defense lines they are responsible for, are all chosen by themselves. They don’t even have a unified centralized command. There are obviously 100,000 people, but many people are still thinking about adventure, picking up garbage, and making money. The team that did not receive the hired task had no intention of fighting with those greenskins, so that the huge number could not exert its strength at all.

But at least, Swan should have a global situation.

He contacted the big boss of the garbage town again. On the one hand, he wanted to know the current situation of the war. If there was any place that needed support, the three to five thousand people he had just gathered could temporarily fill in – but he couldn’t trust their combat effectiveness too much.

On the other hand, he wanted to know whether the situation in which many adventure groups either chose to do it on their own or were hired by other wavering businessmen and agents to protect the insects from running away was curbed?

…

“I’m going to solve this problem now.”

After hanging up the call with Henry, Swann pushed open the door of the conference room with a sullen face.

There were already quite a few people sitting inside.

His appeal was still reflected at this time.

If it weren’t for him, no one would be able to gather so many agents and important businessmen together in such a chaotic time when many people even wanted to abandon everything and run away.

But that was all.

The conference room was noisy, and many people had obvious impatience on their faces.

The content of their arguments was also very routine, and in fact, they had argued many times in the past.

There were those who insisted on holding on and those who gave up; there were

also divisions within the insistent faction. Some wanted to establish a unified army in Garbage Town and could not be so lax; some said that they should strengthen the supervision of those adventure groups, allocate tasks more reasonably, and increase the rewards…

Before entering the door, Swann actually secretly listened for a while.

The debate on the scene was actually similar to what he had previously understood.

Most people still wanted to continue to defend.

No matter how dangerous the situation was, everyone’s industry was still in Garbage Town.

In this wasteland, the value of “floating wealth” is very low.

Currency? This thing can’t be eaten or drunk. It’s not like we live in a stable society where money can buy everything. In the wasteland, it’s too common to have currency but not be able to buy things. Even if it’s the Alliance Coin issued by the Alliance, it may not be recognized by many places if you go a long way, and the purchasing power fluctuates greatly.

The truly valuable things are the actual materials, whether it’s food, raw materials, or weapons and equipment, these are wealth.

And another important wealth is industry.

Industry is something that relies on a lot of things. Machinery, sites, raw material production areas, commercial channels, business environment… Many people present have industries to become agents.

Giving up Renaissance City is equivalent to giving up the greatest wealth they have.

They don’t necessarily cry when they see a coffin, let alone they haven’t seen it yet.

Now the situation is just a little broken, and those green-skinned orcs haven’t rushed into the garbage town yet. Many people are really unwilling to give up the garbage town, which is equivalent to disbanding their wealth.

On the other hand, many agents who do not have permanent assets and rely on freight and channels want to run away. Although the loss of running away is not small, it is better than continuing to hold on and ending up in a complete collapse and being unable to escape.

However, the next piece of news that Swan was going to announce was likely to change the situation.

When he stood on the podium, the chaotic quarrels gradually subsided.

People began to wait for him to speak, preferably with some good news.

And Swan did not disappoint them: “The retreat from the 18th District to the 5th District has stopped. An alliance army from Renaissance City accepted my request. They not only blocked the loopholes in the defense line, but also pushed back two kilometers. At the same time, the teams on other positions retreated in an orderly manner and have re-established a new defense line with the 5th District as the core. The situation has temporarily stabilized.”

This news is exciting!

Everyone knows that the army belonging to Governor Gu came to the garbage town. People who are not well-informed cannot sit in this meeting room.

Someone couldn’t help but ask: “Is the Governor coming to help us? Will he help us completely solve the problem of those green-skinned beasts?”

“Yes.” Swan gave a confirming answer.

In fact, he has not had the opportunity to communicate with Governor Gu yet, only talked to Henry.

But it doesn’t stop him from talking nonsense now.

This news is really exciting!

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that the Greenskin crisis has spread to the point where it can no longer be solved by the power of Garbage Town itself. By introducing the power of the Governor who has completely mastered the city of Renaissance, there is hope that this problem can be solved.

However, some smarter people thought of another key.

A man with dirty, tangled golden hair stood up and asked Swan, “What’s the price? What’s the price?”

Swan looked at him.

That was his rival, Nasser.

The second-ranked agent in the entire Garbage Town, unlike him, this Nasser did not have many physical industries. His biggest “industry” was the adventure group.

There were at least thirty large and small adventure groups active around Garbage Town, which he had pulled together through various means such as funding, sponsorship, and direct organization. He controlled the harvest and sales channels of these adventure groups, and could directly issue tasks to those adventure groups.

These thirty adventure groups, some with thousands of people and some with dozens of people, add up to 20,000 to 30,000 armed adventurers under his influence and control.

Moreover, he has close ties with many looters in the wasteland.

This is a nasty guy, and it is also the person that Swan is most wary of during this greenskin crisis. He is a typical guy without industry, and his wealth lies in those “people”. If the garbage town is destroyed, Nasser will certainly suffer a serious loss, but he can take people to find a way to open up another “ruin mine”, or simply become a looter for a while.

If someone has a gun, there is always a way to survive.

Facing Swan’s intimidating look at him, Nasser didn’t care at all. He opened his mouth, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and said: “Will the governor be kind enough to help us fight this war for free? Our Mr. Swan, what did you promise the governor?”

His question made the scene silent again.

It is of course a good thing that the governor is willing to help, but the price must be asked clearly.

The other agents, big and small, were waiting for Swan’s answer.

Swan smiled and said, “The price is the entire Garbage Town.”

As soon as he said this, the whole place was silent.

Even his old rival Nasser was at a loss.

He tried to make things difficult for Swan, but how could you tell him everything?

He was still thinking about how to interrogate Swan and clarify the statement that Swan had sold out some specific rights of Garbage Town in order to embarrass Swan more. Unexpectedly, he heard a piece of news that made him dumbfounded.

It wasn’t just selling out some rights, it was selling out everything, nothing was left!

Nasser, who had recovered from his shock, laughed. His hoarse and unpleasant laughter was very sharp: “You sold out the entire Garbage Town to the Governor? What right do you have to do this! Garbage Town, does it belong to you alone?!”

Faced with the questioning, Swan smiled coldly.

“Let me correct you. It’s not ‘betrayal’, but ‘price’. Is it up to me to decide whether the Governor wants to save Junk Town and what the price is?”

“What do you mean?”

“Let me make it clearer.” Swan said, “The Governor believes that Junk Town is a member of the Alliance, and he is the ruler of the entire planet. Junk Town should be ruled by him and should be included in the system of the new Alliance. It just so happens that Junk Town has encountered a huge difficulty and is in the greenskin crisis. He wants to help his people.”

Swan emphasized the word “help his people”.

Many people understood what he meant and fell into deep thought.

Some people didn’t understand, or understood but didn’t want to.

Nasser was still clamoring: “Why does he do this? When we have 100,000 people and 100,000 guns for nothing?! Those factories and industries are all our property! Why does he take them away just like that? Just because he is the Governor?!”

Some people who didn’t understand followed suit.

Swan looked at them, snorted coldly, and said nothing more.

Slowly, some people came to their senses and gradually shut up.

Nasser’s face finally turned ugly.

He didn’t have enough supporters.

Gnashing his rotten teeth, he said to Swan: “Are you going to kill us all?”

“I didn’t say that.”

“I want to take my people away! Immediately!”

Swan finally smiled, and smiled brightly: “That won’t work. Now is an emergency state, the battle outside the city has not ended, the threat of greenskins is still serious, and the governor is about to arrive. I propose that Junk Town enters an emergency state from now on. The whole town is under martial law, and no one is allowed to enter or leave!”

According to the process, he made a proposal and it had to go to the voting stage. But today, he did not let those who agreed raise their hands, but let those who opposed raise their hands.

Nasser shouted in opposition, and a few people followed him and roared in indignation.

But it was useless. Most people remained strangely silent.

With a smile, Swan announced: “Then from this moment on, Junk Town is officially under martial law.”

(End of this chapter)