Chapter 841

Hell is still the original hell, but the original dead wasteland has changed.

With the development of hell minerals, the command center deployed in hell has started its own production line and successively built more living facilities, restaurants, kitchens and even the most important but least important sauna room for soldiers. With the connection of wired network, Now the exploration team soldiers in hell base can even play online games while steaming sauna.

Of course, the Empire built such a good barracks for them not to let them come to hell to participate in the e-sports competition, because after discovering that the purification of hell has great potential, the Imperial Academy of Sciences sent reinforcements again to send more backup equipment to the hell base. Since they want to stay for a long time, a good living environment is naturally essential, It can effectively boost the morale of soldiers.

When the air fleet sent by Nick Frey arrived, the whole hell base was even more lively.

A steady stream of hell minerals and captives are sent back to the local world by the newly built cross world rail transit, and then returned with ammunition, food and drinking water. The excitement is no less than that of the Spring Festival transportation. After each train arrives, engineering robots will unload materials in the underground warehouse like industrious little bees.

"How much have we hoarded?"

An engineer soldier was a little stunned when he counted the material delivery vehicles entering the station. At present, more than 20 trains carrying canned lunch meat have come. The unloaded cans are stacked like a mountain. He doesn't think that the thousands of soldiers in the base can eat those cans in a short time.

"Don't ask so much! Let you do it, you do it!" the commander on the side said angrily.

"Yes, sir!" the engineer smiled, and it seemed that his boss didn't know.

In fact, most of these foods are not prepared for the human soldiers in the base. Canned food. You know, Fisher still guaranteed that the soldiers had fresh vegetables on the table even during the war. Now how can he go back and let them eat canned food? These things are actually part of Nick Frey's trade plan.

Because the search team continued to fish with all its strength, the result was that there were no living creatures within 300 kilometers. After knowing that a group of ferocious foreigners came here, all hell creatures that could run ran ran away, and even the range was expanding, Although there are many hell creatures in the hell mines controlled by the Empire, they are even worse than complaining about the soul. Therefore, the imperial army did not interfere with them much, and even provided them with some food after obtaining the mining minerals of these slave workers.

And it was this deal that gave Nick Frey a little inspiration.

Instead of letting our soldiers catch those demons, why not let them come to the door by themselves?

Nick Frey learned about the situation of hell. In fact, hell doesn't produce much food, because the environment is good, and there are only a few places with mountains and water. Therefore, this is also a main reason why demons often break out of war, one is to eliminate redundant population, and the other is to rob survival resources.

Why do you hell bosses like Mephisto like to stay on earth?

It's because hell is such a broken place. What you want is nothing. Just find a place to go to the bathroom. You don't even have hand paper. You have to rub with earth bumps!

The bustling world has food and drink. The place where he wants to spend a lot of time and drink has gone to the sea. According to Nick Frey, Mephisto likes to run to the bar and drink two drinks on earth. He owes a lot of money to the bar every three or five times, but he will make up these arrears soon, so there are no bars to add him to the blacklist. On the contrary, he is very welcome to go.

Hell boss is still so, not to mention ordinary miscellaneous soldiers.

Anyway, the local industrialized lunch meat should be as much as possible. It's better to move some to do business.

The highest state of war is to subdue people without war!

Nick Frey, who shook his fan, taught his men this way.

As for how to spread the transaction news, we have to ask Mephisto. Although Lao Mo didn't understand these strange ideas of human beings, he had a gentleman's agreement with Fisher, so he used his own channels to spread some news.

The skeptical demons are naturally bold and active. They get some camel animals in groups of three or five, and then knock on the stick to get some unlucky eggs, so they set foot on the road of trade.

When several trading teams carefully entered the control range of the imperial base, these hell demons found that it seemed that those humans were very trustworthy. They were really not attacked. Even when trading, humans let them inspect the goods a priori.

The cans mixed with a lot of viscera and starch are still full of flavor under the heavy seasoning, and the eating demons want to stuff all the boxes into their stomachs.

"Too few, you have too few prisoners. Next time you want a can, bring more prisoners!"

While these demons were cooking, the commander of the Imperial Army also plausibly and half threatened to let these trade teams bring more prisoners, otherwise they would not come.

Such a heroic speech made a bunch of demons silly. How can they dislike the small number of prisoners?

But for the sake of cans, these demons can only be obedient and say they must bring more next time.

After these demons have made a good demonstration, the rest will learn from each other. Different camps will fight against each other. Even one camp may start a civil war.

Every day, demons come in long lines to trade with the imperial army. One prisoner has two cans. If it is a senior talent, it will give you two more cans.

"I think of the great sailing period! Those captains went to Africa to catch slaves, just like us, and exchanged a little bits and pieces for a large number of people."

This is what a soldier wrote in his diary that day after reading the trading event.

Fisher, who learned of this move, sprayed a salty soda on the whole wall.

"Is this something engraved in DNA? Why is Nick Frey so skilled in triangular trade?"

Fisher didn't know what to say. The demons sent people in exchange for materials, and the hell base sent the demons back to the mainland. The mainland continued to send materials to the hell base, and a perfect iron triangle trade route was established.

"I'm afraid Nick Frey will be nailed to the pillar of shame in hell forever!"

Fisher couldn't help it. After a round of on-site inspection, he couldn't help taking a high look at Nick Frey's operation.