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Chapter 1407: Eight-Character Policy: Relocation of the Army Inland

Faced with Gu Chengyuan's question, Wu Bin did not answer immediately, but instead straightened his back solemnly once again.

"Commander, the theater operations department has simulated no fewer than thirty versions of this issue."

“From ‘supporting puppet regimes’ to ‘divide and rule’, from ‘military occupation’ to ‘cultural assimilation’, we have gone through almost every method of governing the border regions in history.”

He paused, his eyes flickering slightly.

"Then we discovered that in the special environment of the apocalypse, things don't need to be too complicated. The simplest and most direct approach is the most effective!"

Gu Chengyuan's eyebrows twitched slightly.

“Tell me more about it,” he asked.

Wu Bin nodded.

"First, there's the first part of the eight-character policy: 'Relocate the army inland'!"

"After careful consideration, we plan to relocate all the troops and armed groups of Yue that have been reorganized to our Zhou territory!"

“They were not left in Yue, nor were they stationed on the border. Instead, they were transported by rail, train after train, to the inland areas of Zhou.”

He raised his hand and drew a long arc in the air.

"Go to the cities that have been recaptured! Go to the ruins where everything needs rebuilding! Go to the battlefields where people are needed to fill the gaps!!"

"Participating in the recapture of Zhou Bang's cities, participating in Zhou Bang's revival in its final days. This is called shared prosperity!"

Gu Chengyuan's gaze fell on the five grain-producing areas on the map, his voice low:

"When they reached Zhou Bang, they were like rootless duckweed."

A glint flashed in Wu Bin's eyes; the leader had grasped the core issue.

"Exactly."

His voice carried a hint of suppressed excitement.

"We don't speak the language, we're not familiar with the terrain, but we control all the supplies. We provide the ammunition, the food, and we treat the wounded. No matter how good they are at fighting, once their guns are out of bullets, they're just sticks to burn."

“They have no other choice but to follow the war zone wholeheartedly.”

"Trying to run? Where to run? Back to Yue? Thousands of kilometers of unfamiliar land, full of zombies and mutated beasts. Before you even reach the border, you'll be in a monster's belly."

"Want to rebel? The bullets in your gun are only enough for a small-scale conflict. Once they're used up, when the next batch of ammunition will arrive depends entirely on the war zone's whims."

Wu Bin paused slightly at this point, a hint of coldness creeping into his voice:

"Moreover, we will fill every battalion and every company with a sufficient number of veteran backbone members. The company commander is one of our people, the platoon leader is one of our people, and the squad leader is one of our people!"

“From the first day they set foot on Zhou territory, those Yue soldiers would find themselves living in a tightly woven network of Zhou soldiers.”

"Orders are given by our people. Tactics are commanded by our people. Merits are assessed by our people. All they need to do is obey, fight, and survive."

"Over time, they will forget whether they are from Yue or Zhou."

"They will only remember that they were soldiers of the Xth Battalion, Xth Column, Central Plains War Zone. Who their comrades were, who their officers were, where they would eat their next meal, and where they would fight their next battle."

"As for the Yue Kingdom?" Wu Bin shook his head slightly.

"That's a hometown I can never go back to."

"Once this apocalyptic war is over, if any of them survive, they will have long since become accustomed to everything in Zhou Bang. At that time, will they still be willing to return to that desolate land full of zombies and mutated beasts?"

At this point, Wu Bin smiled, but there was no warmth in that smile.

"There's no going back."

Gu Chengyuan remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded. This move was indeed ruthless and effective.

Wu Bin's voice continued:

"After we strip the Vietnamese army away, our next step is to strip the Vietnamese territories away!"

"Our military strength is limited, and it is neither possible nor necessary for us to control every corner of Yue. If we do that, we will end up working for them!"

"Therefore, regarding the land of Yue, we intend to take only its best parts!"

At this point, Wu Bin stretched out his large, kind hand and circled the five grain-producing areas on the Yue Kingdom map placed between him and Gu Chengyuan.

"We only need the five major grain-producing areas! All other cities, villages, and forests will be left to their own devices! Let them fend for themselves!"

Following Wu Bin's hand, Gu Chengyuan looked at the vast area outside the circle on the map, his gaze slightly narrowed.

"Let them live or die on their own?"

“Yes.” Wu Bin’s voice was firm.

"We will deploy significant forces to the five major grain-producing areas, transforming them into the five safest production areas within the entire Yue Kingdom!"

"There are troops stationed here, food is being distributed, there is basic order, and there is hope for survival."

"And what about those areas that were left to their own devices? Nothing. Only hunger, fear, and death."

His fingers tapped lightly on the five major grain-producing areas.

"In comparison, these five districts within the territory of Vietnam will create an unparalleled siphon effect!"

"As long as the five major grain-producing areas exist, all the survivors in the Yue Kingdom who still have the strength to walk will flock to these safe zones from all directions like moths to a flame."

"We don't need to search or arrest anyone; all the able-bodied people in the entire Yue Kingdom will flock to us!"

"All the zombies and mutated beasts outside the five major grain-producing areas will become the most efficient labor screening device, eliminating unqualified laborers. Only the best laborers will be qualified to enter the grain-producing areas!"

"By then, the entire Yue Kingdom will have formed a perfect closed loop!"

"The no man's land is responsible for consuming those restless troublemakers who are unwilling to be controlled, while the safe zone is responsible for absorbing those obedient citizens who are eager to live and willing to submit."

"On this basis, we can also use public opinion and policy guidance to pit survivors in grain-producing areas against unruly survivors in the wild, and label wild survivors as cannibalistic, backward, and barbaric!"

"Among the survivors in the wild, spread the message of the humiliation, sense of superiority, and betrayal of the country by the survivors in the food-producing areas, creating extreme antagonism and tearing them apart!"

"People tend to hate betrayers more. We can use this simple emotion to condone or even fabricate some horrific tragedies."

"If this continues, the Yue people, who once shared the same ancestry, will soon be torn apart into two unrelated races, even with a blood feud, using the defense line of the grain-producing areas as a boundary!"

"Those obedient citizens who have food, work, and order in the safe zone will only become more and more loyal to us! Loyal to civilization!"

"Will they still remember that they were once 'people of Yue' when that time comes?"

"Would they even care that there was once a country called 'Yue' on this land?"

As Wu Bin continued to ask questions, Gu Chengyuan raised his head with a surprised look, as if he were getting to know his chief of staff all over again.

He still remembers that when he was forced to let the mutated monkeys slaughter the survivors, the chief of staff, though not explicitly saying so, expressed a level of resistance that anyone could sense.

How long has it been? Not only have they come up with such a vicious plan, but they're also looking excited?!

Is this the influence of power, or a distinction between internal and external affairs?

For a moment, Gu Chengyuan couldn't tell either.

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