Chapter 1802: 16. No region exists (17)

The monotonous hollow sound came along the floor, and the dim compartment was filled with almost suffocating odor, but there was no protest or curse in the compartment, only the breath of exhaustion.
The above situation will be incredible in a modern civilized society. Even if you cannot provide high-quality and thoughtful services like the Imperial Railway, the basic space and riding environment can be guaranteed. The worst is the worst. To the point of losing his life at any time, and despite the same strange smell and the same overcrowding, there will definitely be screams and protests, and even fists.
An atmosphere like this, where crying and breathing are extremely suppressed, can never appear in a normal train.
This freight train is certainly not a normal train.
There is no normal train that will load passengers with animal wagons. Each car is full of people like tinned sardines, and armed cars are added to the front and back of the train. Anti-aircraft guns, machine guns, and tank turrets are all available. In the sky there are "legion" reconnaissance patrols.
No one doubted that the battle said that it was the of gold jewellery or weapons of mass destruction, but the actual transport was a living person-a group of prisoners wearing blue and white striped prison uniforms.
This is the "death train" used by the empire to transport prisoners in concentration camps.
Concentration camp inmates are not considered to be living people, not even domestic animals and tools. In the empire's ranking table, inmates in Class II and III camps are regarded as conscious and systematic consumption of "regular consumption" labor force". There is no need to care about their life or death at all, it is better to say that these people die faster and more efficiently in line with the empire's intentions.
Some people may ask, since I made up my mind to kill these inmates, wouldn’t it be good to shoot them directly? Isn’t the empire still lacking bullets?
Those who ask such questions obviously cannot understand the empire's definition of "efficiency" and "speed", or that the angle of view between the normal person and the high IQ killer machine is completely different.
The evidence of annihilation is the goal of the empire. The killing is just the means and steps taken to achieve this goal. To save time for the moment, the means and goals are wrong. Only more time and resources will be wasted in the end.
Scanning with a machine gun is very fast. What should the body do? How to dig a mass grave? Burn it? What about the stench and black smoke produced by burning? Digging and burying can guarantee that it will not be excavated again?
Lin Lin's problems were listed, discussed, analyzed, coordinated, and improved, and the final result is the murder chain that is now running at a high speed.
Screen prisoners from all over the country, and transfer them to the Class III battalions in batches according to their physical conditions and danger levels. At the same time of transfer, everything related to the prisoners, including personal files, daily necessities, etc., are all centralized and uniformly destroyed. Some vacated barracks are also carefully inspected and renovated to prevent prisoners from leaving names or other information under bricks or bed boards. When the prisoners were turned to ashes in the "disinfection room" of the Type III battalion, all the evidence to prove their existence was also burned, and no piece of paper, a word, or a punctuation mark would remain.
In this circulatory system, in addition to the transportation task, the train actually undertakes a part of the murder task. According to the observation and test of the Imperial Medical Department, those who stand for a few days in an extremely crowded and breathless environment will be eliminated first. Due to the harsh living environment of the Type II battalion, nearly two to thirty percent of the prisoners could not survive this hell-like journey and stood dead in the car directly.
"This will greatly reduce the workload of the "shower and disinfection room""-this is a note from the medical department, and the satisfaction is suddenly on the paper.
If you think this is already morbid, I am probably underestimating the empire. Just in case, there is a self-explosive device installed in the train. Once encountered an accident that may lead to leakage, the entire train will instantly become a ball of fire. There will be no evidence against the empire.
"Did you say that Roland would really take the railway line idea?"
Sloss swallowed the dessert and looked at the receding scenery outside the window and asked:
"He should be clear, even if the railway is the weak link in the entire system, it is only relative to the concentration camp. For the underground resistance organization such as the "Legion", this kind of air support has its own firepower. The goal of protection will not be bitten. Even if a miracle occurs, the self-explosive device will leave no evidence."
"Do they have other options?"
Reggie didn't even lift his eyelids and focused on the Divine Comedy in his hand.
"For those who are about to drown in anxiety, those who are about to see no hope, even a faint light is extremely valuable."
Only in darkness can you understand the value of light, and in despair you will desperately desire for hope.
Without that kind of thing, people can live well. You can win the final victory by not relying on speculation and gambling.
Such frivolous words are luxuries that can be enjoyed only by those who have nothing to do with them and who are in a safe environment. Those who are enemies of the empire cannot enjoy such vain luxury. Those who are always ready to devote themselves to consciousness, and who are determined to die every day, can only reluctantly be entangled with the empire by any means they can think of to do. Unreachable luxury.
"In exchange for your position in Roland, what would you do?"
"I will surrender directly."
Sloss directly digressed.
"Do you think I will have the kind of empathy that thinks of others? To fight for others like him, to fight for progress and to fight for the future~ EbookFREE.me~ It is too tired and annoying That’s it. I’m'lazy', not'hardworking' or'inviting trouble'."
"Roland is also not you, otherwise he will not go that way."
"Courage and courage are indeed commendable, but courage and courage cannot solve real problems."
"He has made impossible impossible for several times in a row. Should you comment on a hero with a good miracle record?"
"Even if he is a hero, he lost to Gratoni and me in the last war, and lost to the grown-up. This is equally undeniable."
"Good past records cannot guarantee that the future will never change."
"Maybe so."
Like giving up to continue the debate, Sloss shook his head and continued to cut his steak.
"A momentary miracle, tactical flash, after all, cannot shake the overall strategy, let alone shake the adult."
"..."
Reggie, who had always prevailed in the debate, fell silent.
The result has priority over everything.
No matter how splendid the process is, the failure to achieve the desired goal is only a matter of sorrow.
Roland and the like-minded people did not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of their own and companions, and sacrificed themselves, their purpose was to break the empire's monopoly on the future and overthrow the emperor's absolute of the world.
As long as this goal is not achieved, no matter how hard they try to create any more miracles, it is only a gorgeous fireworks in the end-the splendid gorgeousness is released in an instant, and then it is engulfed by darkness and nothingness, and nothing remains.
This is an inevitable result, and all three-year-olds know it.
"But they don't seem to understand Roland."
Using a knife dipped in sauce to draw a circle in the dinner plate, Sloss smiled a meaningful smile towards the window.