"This job is really boring..." said a Dwarf with an ID hanging around his neck, as food crumbs fell from his beard onto the ammunition box at his feet.
The Dwarf opposite him wore a small cap and kept his head down, arranging bullets in the loader.
It’s a very tedious job, organizing the bullets neatly in the loader, then pressing an empty magazine against one side of the loader, and using force to push down the other end of the loader to shove a row of bullets into the magazine.
After that, he must check the loading quantity through a small side opening, ensuring each magazine is precisely filled with thirty bullets; that’s the rule, and any mistake calls for accountability.
Of course, they wouldn’t be killed for making mistakes, but it would affect their rating. If they make frequent errors, they’ll be sent to the low-inco zone, doing the sa work but receiving only two-thirds of the food "salary."
"It’s not bad; at least working here doesn’t risk your life." The cap-wearing Dwarf reassured his partner while loading bullets.
The Tang Army also reuses magazines. Even though they have plenty of pre-loaded magazines transported from their holand, they still need to reload ammo on the front lines to et combat needs.
At the other end of this factory, in another building, so Dwarves are operating machinery to reload the helicopter gun chains.
This job is more complicated, so it’s handled by more skilled Dwarf craftsn. They have shown cooperation elsewhere, which is why they have such an important task.
The Dwarves working here receive extra allowances, have better als, and can take more things ho: like the Tang Army’s canned food, biscuits, candies, salt, and various ats.
Unlike the invaders, the Tang Army always views itself as a liberator. They’re actually doing just that; during the war, they bring rebirth rather than destruction to the locals.
The troops of the Great Tang Empire rarely slaughter locals. As long as the others don’t resist strongly, the Tang Empire’s soldiers treat the natives with more tolerance.
Subsequently, they handle the local notorious landlords and gentry, abolish the unfair Nobility system, and complete a series of institutional reforms.
In this process, more and more locals receive the benefits of these reforms and beco beneficiaries... Thus, they increasingly understand, accept, and embrace the Tang Army’s rule.
Although this takes a long ti, as long as there’s no oppression, rebellion won’t be endless. Once security is stable for a while, the civilians cease to cause trouble.
The usage volu of helicopter chain ammo is enormous, so many reloaders are needed to help with reloading. There’s no choice; these kinds of aerial machine guns give pilots a few seconds of "thrill," but reloaders have hours of "misery" to fill.
Spraying bullets is exhilarating for a mont, while reloading is a funeral... Modern warfare has plenty of such weapons, like the Vulcan cannon, rocket artillery, vertically launched Destroyer missiles, and close-in weapon systems...
In gas, you can chicly toss bullet magazines and reload, continuously spraying and hitting enemies. In reality, most of the ti on the battlefield, you’re hunkered down in trenches playing cards, and then suddenly a drone takes you out.
This is not a joke; most of the ti, the tasks of soldiers on the battlefield involve collecting casings, retrieving discarded magazines, helping reload bullets, and nding their torn pants.
Tank soldiers, more often than not, aren’t ramming through battlefields but are cleaning barrels, checking tracks, repairing engines, inspecting oil and filters, tuning optical sights, and computers.
Modern warfare, or any form of warfare at any ti, has nothing to do with romance. Soldiers live boringly on the battlefield, experiencing days worse than working, only to finally kill or be killed in a baffling attack.
"I heard Snow Fort surrendered?" asked a Dwarf working the handle, using chanical force to squeeze large-caliber machine gun bullets into the ammo chain, speaking while working.
His partner was inserting bullets one by one into the empty ammo chain, chanically repeating his actions: "Probably true. Don’t you feel like the atmosphere around here has... how to say... beco less like it’s warti?"
"Yeah, I feel that too; there are even street vendors now." The Dwarf turning the handle nodded in agreent.
Without the pressure of war or taxes, he noticeably felt life was much better. Without those exploitative rchants, he increasingly felt his labor could support his family.
After living like this for three days, he no longer wanted to return: the cabbage, potato and at canned soup his wife made was too delicious.
"I heard that guy Harev sent soone over to negotiate... Those vehicles this morning were driven by his people." The conversation naturally turned to conversations, and although their work didn’t stop, they all joined in the chat.
The Tang Empire’s overseers didn’t mind such things, being quite reasonable, just occasionally reminding them when it was too much, so everyone was relaxed, and their voices weren’t especially quiet.
Hearing Harev’s na, soone imdiately asked, "Was that guy the one collecting taxes before?"
Many nodded in agreent, all vividly rembering that General who proposed the tax: "Yes, it was him, clamoring for so war tax, and indeed, in the end, everyone paid 2 more silver coins in tax!"
"Damn him! How did that guy not die?" Soone cursed imdiately because, due to Harev’s proposal, their lives beca more difficult.
ntioning the tax increase raised thoughts of another culprit: "Don’t even start, our City Lord is no good either!"
"Wasn’t he hanged?" soone quickly added.
This topic made everyone happy, as they truly liked the scene where that so-called mayor, or old City Lord was hanged on the street lamp: "Yeah, it was watching those humans hang him that I ca out to work for them."
Another inford person mocked: "Don’t give yourself too much credit; you ca out only because you were desperate from hunger!"
"Hahahaha!" The joyful laughter filled the workshop, making the Tang Army Soldiers at the door curiously turn to look back.
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