When the freighter entered the port, the squally wind engulfed in snow and ice stopped.
A huge energy barrier covers the harbor, and also cut off the squally wind and low temperature outside. The energy barrier is extremely powerful, and the top is covered with tens of meters of snow. The dock where the freighter docked was excavated from the ice. Even in the port, the temperature was below freezing.
The four escorting warships did not follow, and left after the fleet entered the port.
As the cargo ship drew up to the dock, a line of air-cushion trucks controlled by the optical brain drove onto the dock, and the crane began to put the containers in the cargo hold on the air-cushion truck. The entire unloading process is controlled by the optical brain, and it runs fully automatically, without human manipulation, and only a few guards are in a daze in the distance.
Loading the container, the convoy left the dock and headed for the warehouse area.
The port is so big that you can't see the side at a glance, but there are very few people in the port. Except for the scattered guards, everyone else is in the dispatch center.
Relying on optical brains with elementary artificial intelligence, all dockers have to do is to make arrangements for dispatching.
In less than half an hour, the four freighters docked at the dock unloaded all the containers, and then the other four freighters, and the unloading operation could be completed in two hours.
The efficiency is high, even the spaceport of the home galaxy is at this level.
However, the existence of this port is not long.
The wharf is formed by excavating on the ice, including cranes and air-cushion trucks, all of which are modular equipment, which can be self-assembled under the control of the optical brain. Even warehouses, roads, guard towers and port dispatch centers are assembled from modular equipment.
All military equipment!
In the previous Greenwich Wars, the number one problem for the human confederation was not that the enemy was too strong, nor was it that it could not recruit enough soldiers, but that the logistics support could never keep up with the combat expenditure. It can even be said that how far the human federation's army can go on the battlefield is determined by the logistics support. This is not only a problem unique to the Human Federation, but also a problem for the entire Galactic Alliance. For example, in the late period of the Fifth Greenwich War, the Galactic Alliance pushed the front line to the Northern Alpha Galaxy and seized the initiative on the battlefield, but it ceased war with the Silicon Magic Alliance, mainly because of the logistics support. At that time, under Zhan Ruilin's anger, he still accepted the armistice agreement, and so was it.
In order to solve the problem of logistics support, the Human Federation has invested a lot of resources and formulated a set of effective rules and regulations.
Among them are unified safeguards.
For example, all the heavy equipment of the Human Federation, including heavy tanks, armored combat vehicles, and hover trucks, has three sizes in length, width, and height. For another example, all ammunition, including electromagnetic guns and electromagnetic guns, are strictly standard calibers. In addition, energy systems and power equipment, even military rations, all have uniform specifications. All of this is to improve the efficiency of logistics support.
The benefits brought by this are also obvious.
Take this port as an example. As long as the various functional modules are delivered, the engineering unit can complete the basic construction within a few hours and then put it into operation.
At the beginning of the "Peace Dawn" campaign of the Fifth Greenwich War, the engineering unit of the third theater even built a ship that could dock hundreds of warships in one day, accommodate millions of officers and soldiers, and support dozens of legions on the front line at the same time. Battle Battlestar.
Obviously, it must be the engineering unit that can build this port in a short period of time.
Only Luo Zhenyu was able to mobilize engineering troops in peacetime and conceal the fact that the theater command headquarters had built a port on Shennong Star.
"This is the last batch. I checked it and there is no problem."
"There is an event tonight?"
The tall officer who began to speak said with a wry smile: "What activities can there be in this ghost place?"
"Yeah, the ghost knows when to leave here."
"It should be soon."
"Is there news?" another pudgy officer asked.
"I also heard about it. It seems that there has been an action on the iron tower. Lin Liexun has gone to the nest of the Special Investigation Team and will definitely take action in the near future."
"That said, we will be home soon."
"I hope so." The tall officer stood up and said, "It's not bad today. There is nothing to trouble you. The finishing work is left to you."
"Okay, see you in the restaurant."
He patted the chunky officer on the shoulder, and the taller officer turned and walked towards the door.
There are a total of six people in the dispatch center. Because the fleet arrives at any time, the six people are divided into three shifts, and someone is on duty at the dispatch center at any time.
Now, there is still half an hour before the changing of the guard.
The dispatching work is very boring. The main thing is to count and check the cargo sent by the fleet, number all the containers, and then record it in Guangmin. As for where these goods will be used and when they will be shipped out, they are all controlled by the optical brain, without the intervention of dispatchers.
In fact, these dispatchers have no idea where the goods are going.
They only know that there are freighters unloading at the dock at any time, and all the containers are transported to the warehouse, but the warehouse has never been full.
Of course, dispatchers will not care about the whereabouts of the goods, that is not what they should care about.
Walking to the door, the tall officer yawned. Working continuously for more than seven hours, and it is repeated, repetitive work without the slightest technical content is really tiring. In fact, this kind of repetitive work is more suitable for women, after all, the endurance of men is not very good.
Opening the door, the tall officer was stunned just as he lifted his foot.
"Man, can you close the door easily. I've said it many times, every time."
The temperature inside the room is around 20 degrees Celsius, while the outside is below freezing. As soon as the door opened, the cold air from outside poured in.
The chunky officer muttered and stood up, preparing to go over and close the door.
However, when he turned around, he was also stunned.
The door was closed, and the tall officer retreated. Four people followed in, two men and two women. One man pinched the tall officer’s neck, and one man had rushed in front of the pudgy officer. Each woman has an electromagnetic gun that has been activated.
No one else, but Yang Yi, Lin Feng, Jackson and Justin.
No. 1 and No. 11 stayed outside and did not follow up.
After a brief shock, the chunky officer put his left hand behind his back.
There is an alarm button at the bottom of the console. After pressing it, the alarm will sound, and the guard will rush over immediately. If the pudgy officer is sitting at this time, he can press the button immediately. It's just that he has stood up, and he has to sit down or lean on the console if he wants to press the button.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing."
Before the chunky officer could react, Yang Yi grabbed his arm and pulled his left hand out.
"You...Who are you?" Just as he asked, the pudgy officer passed out in darkness.
At this time, Jackson also fainted the tall officer.
Justin stepped forward, operated on the console, and started to look up the cargo in and out information. Jackson was not lazy. He extracted the fingerprints and genetic samples of the two dispatchers. After analyzing them with the optical brain, he began to inquire about the basic information of the two. Instead, Yang Yi and Lin Feng had nothing to do and watched the excitement.
"No information about their identity was found. They were all three people." Jackson sighed and said, "Perhaps, none of the people here have been filed with the federal authorities."
Yang Yi nodded slightly, although a little disappointed, but as expected.
It was not the mercenary group that occupied the southern continent, but the private armed forces of the Luo family. Luo Zhenyu is shrewd and cunning, and obviously will not arrange a legal identity for these cannon fodder.
"found it."
Justin said, Yang Yi and the other three immediately surrounded him.
"This port has been in operation for 22 days, which coincides with the arrival of the occupying forces. During this period, a total of 3.8 million containers were received, an average of nearly 300,000 containers per day, and the warehouse’s design inventory was six. One hundred thousand, which is almost two days of unloading."
"Only two days?"
Justin nodded and pointed at the screen again. "It is very clearly written that all the containers are sent to the warehouse, but there is no mention of the whereabouts of these containers."
"The warehouse is just a transfer station, and the container must have been transported elsewhere."
Yang Yi glanced at Jackson, but said nothing.
"If all staple food is loaded, one container can hold about 50 tons, and 3.8 million containers, or 190 million tons. Even after deducting losses, 100 million grains will be delivered here during this period. Many tons. Even if there is only this port on the entire southern continent, the food is amazing." Lin Feng let out a sigh and said, "If it is to support the army, it is equivalent to the normal consumption of a fifty-thousand corps a year."
"Fifty million?"
Lin Feng nodded and said, "In peacetime, including the Third Fleet, the total strength of the third theater is not that much."
"Also, where did the Luo family recruit so many soldiers?" Jackson was also shocked. "Even if you don't consider whether the Luo family has enough financial resources, it is impossible to recruit so many soldiers in a short period of time. In addition, if the Luo family recruited soldiers, it would have been discovered long ago."
Yang Yi frowned, and he couldn't understand.
At this time, the door was knocked, and Number One slipped in sideways.
"Someone is here, it should be the dispatcher for the shift."
Yang Yi looked over at Number One and suddenly thought of something.
"Let's go, it's useless to stay here. Let's go to the warehouse and have a look. Maybe there will be other discoveries." Jackson cast a look at Justin and asked her to bring the chunky officer.
"Have you thought about it?"
After Lin Feng, Jackson and Justin looked over, Yang Yi said: "Luo Zhenyu does not need to recruit troops to expand his private armed forces."
"Then what's the method?"
Yang Yi did not answer Jackson's question, but looked at Number One.
Jackson was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly understood.
Lin Feng and Justin are not stupid either. Seeing Number One standing at the door, they also understood what Yang Yi meant.
"Let's go, go to the warehouse and have a look."
The crowd left the dispatch center without delay.