Rise of the Wasteland - Chapter 1872

On the first stop of the tour, Uncle Zhou hit a nail.

The problem of the model village is actually very simple. Just talk to the village chief, take a look at the village, and walk around the field to understand-the conditions are too hard, people with a little ability have left, and the rest do it naturally. Nothing is difficult to develop.

It was dark and the village was not even powered. It is said that the solar panels were broken and it was too expensive to rely on diesel to generate electricity. The villagers simply didn’t bother to toss. While Zhou Qingfeng’s patrol team was brightly lit, it had nothing to do with the villagers in the village.

In the dark night of Zhou Gufeng, Zhou Qingfeng stood alone on the dirt road in the village. The model village in front of him and the surrounding villages disappeared in the dark. Only the computer-projected map of the armband was shining in front of him.

Li Mingying accompanied Zhou Qingfeng and whispered, “Can you mobilize some people to come to the countryside? Mandatory administrative orders and the like.”

“You mean ‘up the mountain and down the countryside?’ This trick doesn’t work.” Zhou Qingfeng stared at what the map was thinking, sighing smirkingly: “When I founded the army, I emphasized on the status of the ranks, and the treatment of people of different ranks The difference is huge. I can only measure a person’s value by talent.

The advantage of this is that when the legion is very weak, there are many capable people willing to serve the legion. The disadvantage is that now that the Legion has a huge power, no one is willing to do the work at the bottom, and everyone is unwilling to suffer.

Mexico is not the same as our country. Legions are not the same as our rabbits. Let a Han person sacrifice his own interests for his compatriots, he can agree. But if you let white people or Han people run to the grassroots to support Mexicans, this is very difficult.

The Han people in the Legion now have an idea to gain a population advantage from a large number of local immigrants. We now have less than one million Han Chinese. If we can increase this number to five million or ten million, we can establish a single-ethnic country.

But if I did that, the Legion wouldn’t want to unify North America. To be honest, I now understand how troublesome it is to rule a multicultural, multi-ethnic country. Accidentally, it is a great division.

No wonder the original United States insisted on upholding various seemingly mentally disadvantaged policies for the treatment of disadvantaged races. It was not the elites of the United States who wanted to do this, but they must do so. This policy has even become a political correctness that cannot be violated, otherwise society will be divided. “

Listening to Zhou Qingfeng’s long and short sigh was very troublesome, and Li Mingxuan was also worried, “Is there any good way?”

“Intermarriage, marriage, spent at least a hundred years bringing together multiple races, including cultural remodeling. For example, the Spaniards and the indigenous people of the Caribbean and South America created Hispanics together.” Zhou Qingfeng reported with a mouth. A long-term plan.

“A hundred years?” Li Mingzhang said in surprise.

“One hundred years is fast. Columbus discovered that the New World was at the end of the fourteenth century. At that time, the rabbit homeland was still in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and it was five hundred years ago.”

So long, it doesn’t sound like it can be promoted by executive orders. Li Mingzhang was also discouraged, and she looked at the map in front of Zhou Qingfeng and asked, “So what are you going to do? Is there no way to be effective in the short term without fighting?”

“Yes! The reason why there were so many scattered villages in the past was because I had not been able to provide a large amount of supplies, so I had to let farmers occupy more land for production. Now I have to change it and merge the villages into towns so that administrative resources can be Use them together. “

Zhou Qingfeng came here with an open mouth. “We have to specialize in farming and set up a legion-controlled farming group to hire and organize the farmers at the bottom. As long as we can make money, the elite of the legion is willing to work at the bottom. This is much stronger than the executive order.

In addition, there are many flatlands on the Mexican plateau, which is very suitable for large-scale mechanized production. No matter it is seeding, field management, harvesting can be achieved at high speed.

There are many ‘Red Necks’ in Texas who are good at running farms, and they can be brought in for reclamation. We Han people are also good at farming, so this matter lies in how to invest huge sums of money for reform. “

Zhou Qingfeng wanted to engage in modern agriculture, but he only talked about agriculture, but Li Minghuan was still thinking about ethnic and racial issues. She asked: “This hasn’t improved our current predicament? Even …, it has strengthened those Mexicans and whites.”

“I really can’t help this.” Zhou Qingfeng only shook his head and laughed: “None of the nuclear bomb cleaning and nuclear winter, don’t embarrass me.”

Zhou Qingfeng intends to engage in agricultural reform. The Legion invests in infrastructure, but it cedes part of its profits to private individuals and enterprises. You know that agriculture is actually quite profitable, and it will definitely attract a large number of people to work.

There is a precedent for this kind of thing in the United States-most people think that the most powerful economic group in the United States must be the military industry. In fact, this is a big mistake. The annual revenue of those famous military enterprises is only tens of billions of dollars. What is really powerful is the agricultural monopoly enterprises.

The food companies in the United States are so powerful that they can wage war repeatedly for their products. Many Central American countries have been politically turbulent, have they been scourged by multinational food companies?

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After discussing this matter with Xiao Yi and Lina on the radio, Zhou Qingfeng asked the Legislative Minister of Agriculture Deng Chengwen for the current agricultural survey report in Mexico. This report is transferred to the real-world rabbit think tank, and it will soon become a huge order for agricultural machinery and materials.

Also in the dark, the villagers of Model Village did not sleep. The village chief, Semite, stood in front of the window of his house and looked at the convoy of troops that was lit hundreds of meters away. Behind him are the dull villagers in the daytime. They will have a lot of discussion and rhetoric.

“What did the Hugo Army Commander come to us for? We have nothing poor here.”

“Maybe I’m here for an outing. I’ve seen previous senior Mexican officials traveling, and dozens of cars have been driving on the road, escorted by the bodyguards to the villas and mountains in the suburbs.”

“But the leader of the Hugo Army is not such a person. I firmly believe that he is different from those officials in the past.”

Zhou Qingfeng’s reputation in Mexico is very good. Even if he caused the death of millions of Mexicans, the elite Mexican defense force he forged today has become the pride of the entire Mexican community. Living people would rather believe that death and sacrifice are the only way to go strong.

The village chief of Saimet is a disabled veteran in the war. He has a special feeling for the head of his army after a brutal war. Hearing the noisy voices of the villagers, he stood up and yelled, “Don’t make any noise. The Hugo Army Commander asked me many questions, and it must be to improve our lives.”

“If he can find us more women, it will be a great improvement.” One villager said. This word made everyone in the room laugh, but everyone really had great expectations for what the Corps Chief would bring next.