Four Hundred and Forty-Two Unrecoverable Production Capacity

"If we had known this was the result, why would we have troubled Alan Hill?" Looking at the ruins in front of him, a magician complained to his companion in frustration.

They were ordered to check the damage, and what they found was that the damage had really been greater than they had imagined.

The mine that was attacked by the nuclear bomb is still in a mess. It has been a month since then, but the reconstruction work here has not yet been fully carried out.

Puppet soldiers can indeed help with labor, but in today's puppet empire, even puppet soldiers are already scarce materials.

No one, or all the senior magicians of the puppet empire, have never considered such an outcome: the puppets they are proud of, and never exhausted, have begun to be in short supply.

The puppets on the front line need to be replenished, and the wear consumption of the puppets in the production department also needs to be replenished. Now, the puppets in these mines, the puppets for repairing the mines, and the puppets for defending the mines are all new demand gaps.

There is no way, because it is impossible to continue to produce puppets on a large scale, and it is necessary to constantly replenish the lost puppet soldiers on the front line, and there are very few puppets that can be allocated to the rear.

As a last resort, the puppet empire has appropriated some of the puppet workers in the factory who were responsible for producing puppets to help in the mines—this means that it has cut some production capacity, which will definitely have an impact on the future.

However, the top management of the puppet empire, who was desperately ill and went to the doctor, no longer cared about the follow-up problems. What they need to solve now are these damn problems in front of them.

Anyway, the production capacity could not be guaranteed due to the lack of resource supply, so they simply began to misappropriate the idle puppet workers in the puppet factories.

It's just that this kind of misappropriation can at best ease the tension of some local puppet troops.

For example, in the mine in front of me, there were more than 50,000 puppet miners in its heyday, as well as more than 4,000 magicians who were responsible for maintaining the puppets and puppets for high-level commanders.

Right now, there are only more than 900 puppets rebuilding the mine, and that's after the 200 new puppets that were distributed just a few days ago. The level of the magicians deployed later is not as good as the magicians stationed here before, and they can only reluctantly repair some simple puppet faults.

Therefore, the work efficiency here is extremely low. The reconstruction of the mine has only started at the beginning in one month, and the follow-up work is still complicated. It is estimated that it will take another three months to resume production. If the original production capacity is restored, it will take a year. may not be enough.

"This is a waste of time! When the reconstruction here is almost done, Alan Hill's army just came to receive it." The magician headed dropped the sheepskin scroll in his hand and said to his colleagues with a wry smile.

The front line is in urgent need of replenishment, but production cannot be resumed here for a year and a half. The supply and demand relationship has become so tense that the war machine of the puppet empire has obviously stopped working completely.

"The previous decision of the Grand Magus Travish has been questioned, and now he still insists on fighting against Alan Hill, which is not in the fundamental interests of the puppet empire." Another magician followed up: "We have lost, If we keep fighting like this, there is only one ending that will be completely destroyed.”

His words made some magicians around him feel the same way. They saw the power of the nuclear bomb with their own eyes. Now the place is devastated, and everyone has lingering fears about the super attack from thousands of miles away.

So, a magician nodded and said in agreement: "Yeah! No matter who is the final winner between the demon and Alan Hill, we can't see! Alan Hill will kill before he wins. We, even if the demons win, will have to wait a year before we are wiped out."

Another magician who knew someone who had returned from the front continued: "When Magister Doss came back from the front, he told me that he saw the battle on the Gushan front with his own eyes... the floating battleship of Alan Hill. It's easy to kill Magister Rudolph..."

Everyone, you are talking to each other every word,

The faces are also getting more and more ugly - they can't see any future, which makes the magicians who used to think that they dominate the future, a little bit unbearable.

On the road further away from where they stood, those conscientious and tireless puppet soldiers were still carrying the stones and slag on the road. They don't lift their heads and are not interested in anything around them.

It's just that these puppets have better-looking patterns on their bodies, and these ring patterns represent a kind of identity - they were originally production puppets in the factory, and at this moment they were temporarily dispatched to perform such cool tasks.

The hand of the puppet has been strengthened and carved, and the fingers on it that have been specially strengthened and refined for the production of puppet soldiers are now wasted in such rough work as carrying stones and building roads.

It hurts to look at, but this kind of distress is helpless - in the past month, the puppet empire has only produced more than 90,000 new puppets, which is not enough for the frontline to replenish new recruits.

As a result, the frontline took 60,000 puppet soldiers, and the remaining 30,000 were allocated to factories, cities, mines and other places, and more than 3,000 were used to fight forest fires.

The result is that more than 200 puppets are distributed evenly in a mine, which can be described as a drop in the bucket.

"There will be about 300 puppets that can be allocated next month, and the situation will improve..." The young and immature face of the magician in charge of the mine was full of exhaustion.

He has just been deployed and is only 25 years old. Magicians with more qualifications than him have been assigned to the front line, and now most of the work in the rear is in charge of such young low-level magicians.

These magicians are inexperienced, so they waste more time. They make the grassroots operation of the puppet empire more sluggish, but besides them, the puppet empire has no other better choice.

In fact, it is almost the same as drinking poison to quench thirst. The level of magicians temporarily replenished to the front line is still reluctant, but then there will be a fault in talents, and the development of the country will be seriously affected.

"Next month... I guess in about ten days, Alan Hill will cross the Maron River." The magician who came to check the progress of the mine's recovery sneered and interrupted the young magician's words: "Even if You get back to production here in five days, and we won't have time to get it back to pre-bombing levels."

Many people are well aware that, in fact, the operation of the puppet empire has been completely destroyed by the unprecedented large-scale bombing.

Not only was the production material cut off, the bombing also destroyed the supply nodes that the puppet empire depended on for survival. These supply stations provide the energy that the puppet empire Centipede City needs to keep moving, and also provide the production materials for these mobile cities to produce puppets.

Now, with the spread of wildfires and the bombing of Ireland Hill, more than half of the supply stations along the way have been destroyed. Except for Burkeland, which has always had sufficient reserves, other cities have difficulty even moving, let alone production. .

The cities of the puppet empire that lost the ability to move immediately became the target of Alan Hill, and even ordinary bombing would cause heavy losses to these fragile cities.

Coupled with the destruction of roads and timber resources by the bushfires, the entire northeastern part of the puppet empire was plunged into desperate chaos, not to mention the resumption of production, and even barely surviving was a problem.

In this case, it was only a matter of time before Ireland Hill crossed the Maron River and entered the heart of the puppet empire. If it is not good, the entire northeastern region of the puppet empire will change its flag and become the occupied area of ​​Alan Hill within ten days.

No one knows how long the puppet empire can last once the Marun River is lost and this vital line of defense is lost.

By that time, the puppet empire had already been defeated like a mountain, and no matter how much the production capacity of these mines in the southwest had recovered, they could no longer control the war situation.

"Then... why are we so anxious? Are all our efforts in vain?" the young magician, the 25-year-old mine manager, asked with a puzzled face.

"Son, it's never wrong to work hard..." The magician who came to check stretched out his hand, slapped the young man on the shoulder twice, and looked into the distance: "What we are doing now, even if we can win for the commoners of a puppet empire Any hope of survival is not in vain!"

"It's not good!" After he finished speaking, a magician rushed in in a panic. As soon as he ran into the makeshift tent, he kept breathing heavily.

Obviously, he came running along the way, and he didn't care about resting at all. A piece of news can make a magician so gaffe, it seems that it is definitely not a small thing.

The magician who came to check the mine production restoration work in the lead had a solemn expression, and his first reaction was—perhaps there was something wrong with the Marron River defense line.

When he thought about this, his face turned pale involuntarily. Although he had already thought of this situation, when he faced such a situation, it still made his whole person tremble-he thought that the Marron River line of defense would be broken through, but he never thought it would be like this fast.

Even though he felt that the puppet empire was going to be hopeless, when the moment when his motherland was really about to perish came, he still felt the unwillingness and pain from the bottom of his heart.

However, the words of the magician who broke in made the grief and pain in his heart suppressed again.

I only heard the panting cry of the magician: "It's not good! The big thing is not good! Twelve big mobile cities have united and announced that they will break away from the rule of the puppet empire. Negotiated!"

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