San Antonio, temporary shelter in the city.

This is a block destroyed by artillery fire, with craters and broken walls one after another, and under the broken reinforced concrete there is a devastating look. And in this ruin, hundreds of people are busy working.

Bangbang's knocking sound continued to sound in the shelter area, and workers were pushing down the bombed buildings and filling the ground. Due to the lack of various mechanical equipment, many tasks had to be completed by manpower.

A row of simple houses are being built on the floor filled. These houses are all three-story structures, with only simple bedrooms, bathrooms, bathrooms and other ancillary facilities.

Several helmet-wearing workers are wiring inside and outside the house. Most of them are wires, and a small number are racks with wireless surveillance cameras installed.

Simon drove a pickup and took the special police team to patrol the shelter area. The shelter area in front of him will meet the temporary residence needs of about 2,000 people, at least to give many social bases who can only live in shacks a safe home.

"The Legion is really different from the Baath Party." Simon chatted with his partner.

"Yes, it's really different." The partner in the passenger seat was fully armed with long and short guns, but he was quite lazy in spirit. Because the public security in the city is much better than in the past, the special police did not need to be extremely nervous at all times.

When the gun ban order was just released, many people were extremely disgusted. People felt that there was no sense of security without guns. Citizens were forced to hand over the weapons they held. Most people had more than one or two guns, even more than a dozen, and countless ammunition.

Simon has seen all kinds of powerful things in the process of confiscating weapons. What are long and short guns? Grenades, bazooka, and heavy machine guns are all slightest. Some people even hid an "Abrams" main battle tank in their backyard.

Fortunately, the police are now very capable. The police who are receiving short-term training constantly sort out every corner of the city, and even use magnetic detectors to look for various metal parts everywhere. In addition to cleaning up various shrapnel, there are also a large number of unexploded ammunition and gun weapons.

At present, the Legion has initially estimated that it has confiscated more than 20 million guns, with more guns than the population. Most of the weapons are flowed out of unattended US military bases. There are a lot of weapons damaged due to poor maintenance, and there are also many weapons that can be used.

In order to prevent these weapons from scattering out again, Zhou Qingfeng had to specially get an electrolytic furnace to destroy these weapons. Because the weapons were often mixed with ammunition, several electrolytic furnaces were blown up, and many people died.

Such a large-scale weapon confiscation has achieved amazing results. The first thing is that policemen like Simon feel safe and their deterrent power has been improved. They don’t need to worry about violent attacks during patrols, or about stray bullets flying out of places.

Everyone's spirits began to slowly relax, and anxiety and panic were disappearing. This is a rare thing since the end of the world. A sense of security is invisible and intangible, but it is a precious necessity in human life.

"X-ray machine, monitor, and strict security checks." The partner in the co-pilot sighed: "I now understand why the Legion Commander wants to ban guns. This policy makes the city quiet. It's too quiet."

Without gun weapons that can easily kill people, ordinary people will become less courageous and their aggressiveness will naturally decrease. Gunshots will no longer sound at any time in the city, and people are even a little uncomfortable.

You should know that when the Baath Party controlled San Antonio, people died of various shootings in the city every day. And now... a tabloid that just started in the city promoted miracles in a marvelous tone. No one died of shootings for a week in a row.

No one died of gunfire not only because of confiscating weapons, but also because surveillance probes began to spread throughout the city. With this thing, the police work is much easier. As long as something happens, everyone will apply to the police station data center on the radio as soon as possible to playback the video.

Communication base stations spread all over the city will store everything that happens in every corner in the police station’s data center. Now that there are cases, the police are too lazy to investigate. As long as they grasp the suspect’s height, appearance, clothing and other key elements, smart AI will automatically find the suspect.

This is the benefit of combining more advanced artificial intelligence and rabbit security systems in wasteland. Zhou Qingfeng even sold dozens of wasteland supercomputers and smart software to rabbits, which at least smoothed out the increasingly terrifying trade deficit.

Because the United States has always emphasized personal privacy, the government cannot spend taxpayers' money on such systems at will. The media can also demonize comprehensive security monitoring and publicize to people that being monitored is like losing freedom.

Even Simon always felt that such a powerful surveillance network was terrible, and living in it seemed like being stared at by countless eyes. But now after truly experiencing the convenience of this network, he felt that being a policeman was boring.

When Simon's pickup was about to leave the shelter, he shouted at a simple room, "Buffon, how is the situation today?"

A young man came out of the simple room and trotted to the pickup and said, "Hello, Officer Simon, there is nothing happening today, it's very peaceful."

The young man named Buffon had a little disability in his arms and could not do heavy work. In the past, people like him could only make a living by begging and stealing, and no one would care about him. Once he failed theft, he would probably die of a beating.

Buffon was overjoyed to have a job as a security coordinator. In order to maintain this job, he was fulfilling all the tasks assigned by the city government in a conscientious manner.

"Is there anyone else who has hidden firearms?" Simon asked.

"I heard that there is a block west of the gun black market. I'm asking who is making trouble these two days?"

“Is anyone crippling the surveillance network?”

"No, after you came to capture a few sabotage members the last time, no one dared to move the surveillance cameras anymore. But I recently heard someone want to do sabotage by power outage, and I am also staring at it."

“How many people don’t like surveillance networks now?”

"Half to half. Some people like it. Some people don't like it. Generally speaking, there are more people who don't care."

After chatting with Buffon for a few words and reminding the other party to stare at the destructionists, Simon finally drove out of the shelter. He looked back at the area under construction and sighed: "In the past, this shelter must be dirty, messy, violent and disgusting place."

"Hahaha..." said the partner in the co-pilot: "Because such places cannot collect taxes, the government does not care. But now the rich and poor areas in the city are as safe as the poor areas, and we have to drive here every day.

Those poor people enjoyed the treatment of the rich without spending a penny, building houses for them, providing them with cheap food, convenient transportation, and valuable security, which was unimaginable in the past. Even I felt that the Legion was so nice to the poor."

"Yes, yes." Simon sighed: "So the poor are willing to go with the Legion, and the poor are the majority. Just like that Buffon, if the Baath Party fights back, he will definitely resist.

The Legion paid a huge price to capture these people, and it could use them, and no one in the world could compete with them."
Chapter completed!