Chapter 442: Unrecoverable capacity

"If we knew this was the result, why should we bother Ailan Hill?" Looking at the ruins in front of him, a magician complained to his companion in frustration.

They were ordered to investigate the losses, and what they found was that the losses were really too great for them to imagine.

The mine that was attacked by the nuclear bomb is still in a mess. One month has passed, but the reconstruction work here has not yet been able to fully start.

Puppet soldiers can indeed help with labor, but in today's puppet empire, even puppet soldiers are already a scarce material.

No one, or all the high-level magicians of the Puppet Empire, have never considered such an ending: they are proud of the fact that the puppets that have never been exhausted are already in short supply.

The frontline puppets need to be replenished, and the puppet wear and consumption in the production department also needs to be replenished. Now, these puppets in the mines, the puppets for repairing the mines, and the puppets for defending the mines are all new demand gaps.

There is no way, because the large-scale production of puppets is not possible, and the puppet soldiers who have been lost on the front line must be constantly supplemented. There are very few puppets that can be allocated to the rear.

As a last resort, the puppet empire has embezzled some of the puppet workers in the factories responsible for producing puppets. Going to the mines to help is tantamount to saying that they have cut some of their production capacity, which will definitely affect the future.

However, the high-level puppet empire, who was in a hurry to go to the hospital, has no longer cared about follow-up issues. What they need to solve now is these **** problems in front of them.

Anyway, production capacity cannot be guaranteed due to insufficient resource supply, and they simply began to misappropriate the idle puppet workers in the puppet factories.

It's just that this kind of misappropriation can only ease the tension of some local puppet troops at best.

For example, in the mine in front of us, there were more than 50,000 puppet miners in its heyday, as well as more than 4,000 wizards responsible for repairing puppets and puppets used by high-level commanders.

Now, there are only more than 900 puppets rebuilding the mine, which is the number after the 200 new puppets that were allocated just a few days ago. The level of the magicians deployed later is not as good as the magicians stationed here before, and they can barely repair some simple puppet faults.

Therefore, the work efficiency here is extremely low. The reconstruction of the mine site in one month only has the beginning. The follow-up work is still complicated. It is estimated that it will take another three months to resume production. If the original production capacity is restored, it will take a year. Not necessarily enough.

"This is simply a waste of time! When the reconstruction here is almost done, Ailan Hill's army just came to take it." The lead magician threw away the sheepskin scroll in his hand and said to his colleagues with a wry smile.

The front lines are eager to add, but production cannot be resumed here for a year or a half, and the relationship between supply and demand has become tense to this point. The war machine of the Puppet Empire has obviously completely stopped operating.

"The previous decision of the Grand Magus of Travis has been questioned, and now he still insists on fighting Elan Hill. This is not in the fundamental interest of the puppet empire." Another magician followed: "We have already lost. If we continue to fight like this, there will be only complete destruction."

His words made some magicians around him empathize. They saw the power of the nuclear bomb with their own eyes. Now it is devastated here, and everyone is trembling about the super attack from thousands of miles away.

So, a magician nodded and agreed: "Yes! No matter who is the final winner between the devil and Ailan Hill, we can't see it! Ailan Hill will kill before he wins. We, even if the devil wins, we will have to wait a year later, when we have been wiped out."

Another magician who knew someone who had returned from the front line continued: "When the Doss Mage came back from the front line, he told me that he saw the battle on the Gushan front line with his own eyes... Ailan Hill’s floating battleship was easy. Yes, I killed the Rudolph Magister..."

Everyone talked to each other, and their faces became more and more ugly. They couldn't see any future. This made the magicians who once thought to be in charge of the future a little bit intolerable.

On the farther road where they were standing, the puppet soldiers who worked hard and tirelessly were still carrying the stones and **** on the road. They do not look up, and are not interested in anything around them.

It's just that these puppets have better-looking patterns on their bodies, and these ring patterns represent an identity. They were originally production puppets in the factory. At this moment, they were temporarily deployed to perform this kind of coolie task.

The palms of the puppets that have been sculpted and the fingers that have been specially strengthened and refined for the production of puppet soldiers are now wasted on the rough work of moving stones and building roads.

Looking at it makes people feel distressed, but this distress is helpless. In the past month, the puppet empire has produced only more than 90,000 new puppets, which is not enough for the frontline to supplement the needs of recruits.

The result was divided up. The front line took 60,000 puppet soldiers, and the remaining more than 30,000 were distributed to factories, cities, mines and other places, and more than 3,000 were used to extinguish forest fires.

The result is that more than 200 puppets are distributed evenly in a mine pit, which can be described as a drop in the bucket.

"There are about 300 puppets that can be allocated next month, and the situation will get better..." The young and immature face of the magician in charge of the mine was full of exhaustion.

He has just been deployed and is only 25 years old. Magicians with more qualifications than him have been transferred to the front line, and now most of the work in the rear is in charge of such young low-level magicians.

These magicians have no experience, so they waste more time. They made the puppet empire's grassroots operations more sluggish, but apart from them, the puppet empire had no better choice.

In fact, it is almost the same as drinking poison to quench thirst. The level of magicians temporarily added to the front line is still barely, but then there will be a gap in the talents, and the development of the country will be seriously affected.

"Next month... I guess Ellen Hill will cross the Mullen River in almost ten days." The magician who came to check the progress of the mine recovery sneered and interrupted the young magician's words: "Even you To resume production here within five days, we will not have time to restore the production capacity to the level before the bombing."

Many people know very well that, in fact, the operation of the puppet empire has been completely destroyed by unprecedented large-scale bombing.

Not only was the production materials cut off, the bombing also destroyed the supply nodes that the puppet empire relied on for survival. These supply stations provide the energy required for the continuous movement of the puppet empire centipede city, as well as the means of production for these mobile cities to produce puppets.

Now, with the spread of wildfires and the bombing of Ailan Hill, more than half of the supply depots along the way have been destroyed. Except for Burkland, which has always been stockpiled, it is difficult for other cities to even move, let alone production. Up.

The cities of the Puppet Empire that had lost their mobility immediately became Airan Hill’s targets, and even ordinary bombing would cause heavy losses to these fragile cities.

Coupled with the destruction of roads and timber resources by bushfires, the entire northeast of the puppet empire was plunged into desperate chaos. Not to mention the resumption of production, even the reluctance to survive is a problem.

In this case, it was only a matter of time before Ailan Hill crossed the Marron River and entered the hinterland of the Puppet Empire. Maybe, the entire northeast area of ​​the Puppet Empire will change its flag within ten days and become the occupied area of ​​Ailan Hill.

No one knows how long the puppet empire will last once the moat of the Malun River is lost, and this vital line of defense is lost.

By that time, the Puppet Empire was already defeated. No matter how much the production capacity of these mines in the southwest was restored, they could no longer control the course of the battle.

"Then why are we... so anxious? Are our efforts in vain?" asked the young magician, the 25-year-old mine manager with a puzzled face.

"Child, there is never wrong to work hard..." The magician who came to check stretched out his hand, slapped the young man on the shoulder twice, and looked into the distance: "What we are doing now, even if we can win a little bit for the civilians of a puppet empire. The hope of survival is not in vain!"

"It's not good!" After he finished speaking, a magician ran in in a panic. As soon as he ran into this makeshift tent, he kept breathing heavily.

Obviously, he was running along the way, and he didn't care about rest at all. A piece of news can make the magician so gaffe, it seems that things are definitely not small.

The head of the magician who came to inspect the mine's production and restoration work had a solemn expression. His first reaction was that there might be something wrong with the Malun River Defense Line.

When he thought of this, his face became pale involuntarily. Although he had thought of this situation a long time ago, when he faced such a situation, he still made his whole person shudder. He thought that the Mullen River defense line would be broken through, but never thought it would be so fast. .

Even if he felt that the puppet empire was about to be hopeless, he still felt the unwillingness and pain from the bottom of his heart when the moment when his motherland really was about to perish.

However, what the magician who broke in made the grief and pain in his heart and was forced back.

I only heard the sorcerer panting and shouting: "It's not good! The big thing is not good! Twelve large mobile cities united and announced their separation from the rule of the puppet empire, preparing to cooperate with Ailan Hill and Greken, unilaterally Negotiable!"