novelaction Chapter 177 Ordinary (4)
Chapter 177 Ordinary (4)
The patriotic education in the United States is actually very powerful. Otherwise, why would people be willing to donate to the candidates they support in every presidential election?
Don’t they know that the candidates and the capitalists behind them are richer than them?
Of course not, because people are willing to pay for their patriotism and they believe that the candidates they support will make the United States greater.
Zhang Qiang was hesitant. He knew that patriotic education in the United States was more stringent than in his hometown. In some serious periods, it even directly initiated extreme populism, which was rejected by the general public in his hometown, and even the government did not dare to do so.
My hometown is still too rational.
The patriotism of these National Guard soldiers is definitely stronger than that of ordinary people, and they are the remnants of the government army. Zhang Qiang is not sure whether he will stab the destiny position in the future in order to make beautiful great again.
"Do you know what the Destiny Front is doing? Do you want to join us?"
Zhang Qiang questioned the officer seriously.
The officer didn't think about it. Price had already instilled the philosophy of the Destiny Army into him, and he deeply agreed with it.
"To restore civilization and order," said the officer.
"What else?" Zhang Qiang didn't care about the one-sided answer.
The officer now fell into deep thought. He remembered what Price said, that Zhang Qiang had been working hard to save others and he was a great man.
"For the people?" the officer said hesitantly.
"What? Who?" Zhang Qiang asked mercilessly.
Could it be that the leadership's problem was specifically directed at a certain group? The officer thought of the political correctness of the country before the disaster, but then he thought again, Zhang Qiang is a flower grower!
What is the answer to this question?
"Listen, if any of you have the answer to this question, I can let all of you stay."
Zhang Qiang looked at the National Guard soldiers seriously. He made the promise not because of a gambling mentality. As long as one soldier understood the spirit of the Heavenly Mandate Army, Zhang Qiang would be able to set an example and educate (brainwash) the rest.
In fact, the officer had already said the answer. The answers to the two questions asked by Zhang Qiang are nested in each other, which is related to the ideology of people after the disaster.
"I think I know the answer. Considering your hometown's background, you want to build an orderly world, right? So you need a group that supports order?"
The officer suddenly spoke and looked at Zhang Qiang with burning eyes.
The American people value freedom. Although their freedom will always be subject to double standards and will be restricted by the upper class, freedom is still their pride in claiming to be a beacon of human civilization.
However, everything that is happening now is caused precisely by their so-called freedom. Freedom allowed them to go out and infect each other during the zombie flu, and to hold parades and be attacked on a large scale when the zombie outbreak occurred.
Before the United States' army was ready to suppress the domestic unrest, it was paralyzed by millions of zombies.
The officer's answer was very sharp. Zhang Qiang nodded with satisfaction. With his current situation, he didn't care at all whether the other party agreed with his ideology.
"I support you. I know what the world needs right now. You are doing the right thing."
The officer lowered his head and thought for a while. In this broken world, what freedom is there?
The freedom to live in fear while being chased by zombies? That's ridiculous.
“Hahahahaha…you’re such a funny person.”
After talking to the officer for a long time, Zhang Qiang realized that the officer was such a wise man, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Hunter, welcome to join the Destiny Front. You have understood everything I want to do, and I believe you will save many wandering people in the future!"
Zhang Qiang walked up and patted Hunter Carbone on the shoulder, indicating that he recognized him.
"It's my honor to serve you, sir!"
Hunter saluted solemnly, and the remaining soldiers behind him also put their feet together, straightened their bodies and saluted.
"You guys should work at the airport for now. The supplies here are enough for you to live on. Wait until you recover before you can carry out the mission."
Zhang Qiang returned the salute to the soldiers and arranged their next tasks.
In fact, this was Zhang Qiang's excuse. He still needed 141 to keep an eye on this group of people and influence them subtly.
Trusting a person completely based on one-sided statements? That is not Zhang Qiang's style. Don't employ someone if you doubt him, and don't doubt someone if you employ him. Now is not the time to use the National Guard soldiers.
Afterwards, Price took Zhang Qiang to visit the airport's existing weapons and equipment. There were two F-15 fighter jets parked at the airport, which are still advanced fourth-generation fighter jets in the current era.
In addition, there are 8 Warthog fighters, 7 M1 main battle tanks, 12 M2 infantry fighting vehicles, 16 Chinook helicopters, 4 Black Hawk helicopters, and 46 military Humvees equipped with M2 heavy machine gun turrets on top parked in the hangar group near the airport.
As for the various types of guns, ammunition, and artillery shells stored at the airport, the types and quantities are confusing and no specific statistics have been completed yet, but preliminary estimates show that they are sufficient to deploy all weapons and carry out two or three more sea of corpse wars.
"The army lost a huge loss."
Zhang Qiang laughed at the American government army, saying that with so many weapons and equipment, they could let the zombies destroy everything. What Zhang Qiang didn't know was that most of these weapons and equipment were scattered all over Atlanta and were collected by drug cartels.
Moreover, before the sea of corpses occupied the airport, there were more intact equipment here, including eight F-15 fighter jets. But in the end, they failed to take off and were destroyed by the sea of corpses on the ground.
"Can the capable people in our team operate all the tanks and planes?"
Zhang Qiang asked a question that he was most concerned about at the moment. Not all soldiers of the Tianming Army had come into contact with these war machines before deployment. It would be too shabby if there were so many equipments and no one knew how to use them.
Price had wanted to remind Zhang Qiang of this a long time ago, and now was the perfect time to bring up the issue.
"Commander, we don't have enough manpower to operate all the weapons. Many soldiers have no experience in driving tanks or airplanes. Especially for F-15 fighter jets, we don't have any pilots!"
"That's really a pity. Can the National Guard soldiers fly the F-15?" Zhang Qiang asked with a frown.
"No, they're not the Air Force." Price shook his head.
"So we can't train fourth-generation fighter pilots?" Zhang Qiang said disappointedly.
"Yes, but we have people who can fly the Warthog fighter and can teach others," said Price.
Most of the soldiers in the Tianming Army lack experience in flying planes and tanks, and they can receive internal training, but the source of pilots for the F-15 fighter jets is completely cut off. This is a fourth-generation aircraft that is still advanced in the world today, and it is quite difficult to train pilots for it.