Dusand rubbed his wrist, which was still in pain, and looked at the ruined but vibrant village in front of him and the occasional flash of fire. He felt a sigh in his heart.

Putting aside Fion's identity as an alliance, this young man is probably the most "thinking" and "capable" person Dusand has ever seen in the empire. As an alliance, he gained the kindness of the poor in the empire and greatly improved the lives of the poor in these empires.

Through the exchange just now, Dusand learned that the current villages and fishing companies have some subtle "cooperative" relationship.

Fine and the one hundred and twenty "soldiers" spent a whole year setting up eight artillery positions on both main "roads" outside Bosenke. Each position had six heavy artillery, one hundred shells, enough rifles and bullet reserves.

The fishing company will regularly pay edible oil, flour and some cotton to Fion's villages as "funds". In exchange, Fion and his village will provide some "fire support" to the fishing company.

When bandits around him grow to a threat to Bosenke, or when they rob the fishing company too many times, the head of the fishing company's security department will come to the village and make a request to Fion.

The requirements are generally very simple and direct, and at a certain time on a certain day, fire a certain area.

After completing the commission, the fishing company will send a batch of supplies. The quantity will not be too large, but it is an extremely precious supply for the entire village.

Fion has always been reserved about such "cooperation".

He will follow the work of cracking down on bandits even if the reward is very small. After all, the bandit gang that expanded enough to threaten Bosenke will naturally pose a threat to the village.

However, many commissions obviously have nothing to do with the gangsters. For example, this ambush against the Dusand convoy.

The fishing companies claimed that the convoys of Dusand and others were a sabotage team with a special mission, with their purpose of infiltrating the areas around Bosenke and using the poor to create attacks on the fishing companies.

But now, Fion felt that Bosenke Fisheries must have lied about this matter.

"I have no interest in what you have to do with the fishing company," Fion said seriously, standing in front of Dusand. "We just want things to fill our stomachs and keep our clothes warm."

"Although he has heavy artillery and hundreds of people, he lives this kind of life?" Dusander looked at Fion and asked, "Why don't you attack Bosenke? There are at least hundreds of tons of coal and flour in the warehouse there, which is enough for you to use."

Fein smiled.

"I had the same idea two years ago, but the village chief stopped me." Fein said to the small village behind him. "The village chief said that besides us, there are dozens of villages like us around Bosenke. Most of them rely on selling group fish and labor to fishing companies to make a living. If they attack Bosenke, it means that they will break their life."

Dusand raised his eyebrows, "You mean, out of kindness, you guess didn't do that?"

"We have more than 100 people who have received military training who can shoot. But there may be thousands of people around the dozens of villages together," Fion said, "More than 30 heavy artillery can clear the entire Bosenke within the first minute of the war, but we cannot stop the villagers who come to us for hope of food and survival."

"Destruction cannot create something that makes people live, but labor can." Dusand nodded and asked curiously, "Then... you didn't grow something? Although Neussal is cold, it should still survive by growing wheat near Bosenke, right?"

Fein smiled bitterly several times, then shook her head, "It is even more difficult to grow wheat here than to build a city here."

The terrain of Bosenk is an alluvial plain, and the natural environment here should theoretically be the most suitable for growing wheat and other crops.

However, this "alluvial plain" is too young. Its "foundation" is an island group flooded by the mud and sand brought by rivers. The diversion time at the estuary of the sea is less than two hundred years, and the amount of mud and sand accumulated in this area is still very limited.

The frequent ocean storms in summer are like a beast that is constantly devouring soil. So far, the average thickness of the ground soil layer in the entire Bosenke area is about five to ten centimeters. Moreover, the soil is severely solidified and has almost no fertility.

"To farm here, we need fertilizer, digging and collecting tools. Thoroughly dig all the soil in a large area around to create land that can be used for planting." Fein looked helpless. "Although we have been doing this, it's progressing too slowly."

"Because it's too slow, you tied me up." Dusand glanced at Fion. Since the other party could say so much, he probably wouldn't attack him in a short time. So he plucked up his courage and asked, "So, what do you want from me?"

Finn did not respond, and he took Dusand through the dark street and walked into his house on the uneven road.

"I want to know what you can do to exchange for yourself." Fion put two balls of fish on the stove and started grilling, then turned to look at Dusand and asked, "There are two people in your fleet who offer a reward of at least 40,000 gold pounds. To catch you, we lost at least 80,000 gold pounds."

Dusander stared at the sizzling oily ball fish, and his expression on his face did not change at all. But his mind was spinning wildly, looking for a better solution to the problem.

"Mr. Fein, do you think your life... and the lives of all the poor people in your village are worth 80,000 pounds?" After a few seconds, Dusand continued to stare at the grilled fish and asked in a very light tone, "If you don't think it's worth it, then I have to think of some ways to supplement your losses. But if you think it's worth it... I suggest you let me go as soon as possible to prevent greater losses."

"Explanation." Fein was not annoyed by Dusand's sudden threat. Instead, he asked with interest, "Why would it cause greater losses to leave you here?"

Dusand turned his head, looked at Fion with a pure look and replied, "Do you know the mission and mission of our fleet?"

"You said before, to distribute relief supplies to the poor." Fein narrowed his eyes, "You want to say that this part of the mission does not exist at all?"

"That is our main mission, but not all work goals." Dusand smiled brightly. "The vehicle guarded by the Steam Knight before you were captured was another purpose of this operation. We are testing the vehicle for the Imperial Navy. Those who participated in the experimental observations were three commanders of the garrison Navy of Nussal and a brigade general from Olin."

"A naval soldier was killed in your shelling and the experiment vehicle was destroyed. The Brigadier General of the Navy was blown off his left hand." Dusand took the baked fish in front of him without hesitation, blew it and said, "If you don't want to command the whole village, young and old, and die in the sudden airborne assault of the Imperial Navy... Then I suggest you roast two more fish for me next."

"Oh by the way, don't think about using my head to exchange for the other party's fear. I am only ten years old, and my parents are not old, so it's very convenient to have another one. My father is just the commander of the garrison naval army of Nussal, and he can't stop the fury of Mr. Brigadier."

Fein was completely stunned. He knew that these two targets worth 40,000 pounds were not easy to provoke, but he did not expect that if he took someone to bombard him, the attack was actually such a candidate.

If the duke and marquis were bombarded, they would be killed if they were beaten to death. All their relatives would go crazy for the title, and no one would come to take revenge if they were idle - even the guards of the Privy Council would not sacrifice their lives for a dead nobleman.

But the situation in the Navy is different.

Fein was silent for a while, then handed over another grilled fish, "Since you can say that, you must have an idea about the dilemma we are facing - let's hear it."

"Let you survive, it will also help me survive." Dusander analyzed the "stakeholder" points of both sides very clearly, "and letting you live better will help me revenge on the bastards in Bosenke."

He looked at Fine and suddenly felt aroused, "What price can you pay to keep your villagers alive?"

"Any price is OK, I don't care." Feien said seriously, "They saved my life. In order to repay them, I can do anything."

Dusand nodded with a smile, "Then, please become an administrative officer of the empire and then become a spy under my command."

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Dusander's strategy is very simple, with only one core - "to go against Bosenke Fisheries."

The population of this small village has exceeded 300 people, so you can apply to the Colonial Office to become a town and then ask the Colonial Office to send administrative officials.

By dispatching administrative officials, Fion's village can complete the identity whitewashing. From a "half settlement and half gangster stronghold" to a legal imperial town. The residents of the town can also obtain legal status together - including Fion himself.

With administrative officials in, the Bosenke Fisheries Company will have a much smaller threat to the village. Relying on the initial security protection provided by the Colonial Hall, villagers can obtain channels to purchase fuel, food and machinery within a few years.

As for income... you can consider it again in the future. It seems that it is good to compete with fishing companies.

As for the counterattack of fishing companies... there is no need to worry about this.

The conspiracy to assassinate a senior officer of the Imperial Navy is exactly the business scope of the Emblem Management Office. A big hat of "rebellion" was just put on the head of the fishing company. When I turned around, I called the Taxation Bureau and the Internal Affairs Bureau to search the house together - the things in the fishing company's warehouses could be paid for the tax at a discount, and the goods that were paid for at a discount of 10% and 10% off can be paid for as a relief material.

Dusander had too much to talk to them about the initiator of the shelling.
Chapter completed!