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Chapter 631 - 631 154 Fire Dragon Burns the Barn_2

631: Chapter 154, Fire Dragon Burns the Barn_2 631: Chapter 154, Fire Dragon Burns the Barn_2 The goods transported by the major nobles were indeed strategic materials for the front line.

But a significant proportion of the strategic materials guarded by Hudson’s army were private goods.

All were strategic goods, mixed together, and the people below had no idea that their guarded goods also included the personal goods of the commander-in-chief.

Even if an accident happened on the road, the materials permanently lost were always the strategic goods of the allied forces, not his personal goods.

To the outside world watching strategic goods coming in and out, it’s only natural to suspect that Hudson is selling military supplies.

Being reported is also normal.

Unfortunately, the supplies in the Allied warehouse that Hudson was in charge of always matched the books.

Even if there were discrepancies, the errors were within normal limits.

The only flaw lied with the consortia providing strategic materials.

But since everyone shared the profits, no one had reason to sabotage their own business.

Even if someone brought it to light, the crime of smuggling private goods is much lighter than selling military supplies.

As the commander-in-chief, Hudson would at most step down disgracefully.

If he’s lucky, he could remain in office and make amends for his mistakes.

However, the businessmen involved would be sent to the gallows.

Intercession is useless, this is the world of the nobles, where all the game rules serve the Noble Consortium.

…

After the logistics department meeting ended, the exchange market suddenly became lively.

A group of nobles in the logistics system joined the rush to purchase strategic materials.

Everyone’s nerves were tense at the moment.

Even those who had obtained the material sent heavily guarded transport, for fear that someone would break the rules and rob midway.

To ensure the safety of the logistic supply channel, Hudson even specifically applied to the Allied Command for additional air patrol forces.

In fact, the likelihood of such an incident happening is very low.

It’s easy to rob a transport team, but it’s not that simple to get the strategic materials back.

When a long convoy passes by, it’s impossible not to leave any traces.

Watching the convoys of transport materials coming and going, Hudson was in a great mood.

Even the sound of cart wheels rolling had turned into the sound of gold coins colliding in his ears.

…

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the camp, Hudson, who had just gotten up, was visited by a group of relatives and old friends.

Obviously, this was the result of the news fermenting.

The major nobles were busy covering the gaps, so it was inevitable to press tasks down.

Theoretically, the major nobles should be jointly responsible for the deficits of the nobles under their command, but in actual operation, not many small and medium-sized nobles dared to blatantly fail and expect their boss to help bail them out.

They had to solve the problems they created themselves.

The fact that the logistics system can run normally proves that most nobles are clean.

Of course, they have no choice but to be clean.

Not everyone is eligible to participate if they want to sell military supplies.

The vast majority of minor nobles simply had no opportunity to reach out.

Those who really participate in the sale of military supplies are either the relatives and friends of the major nobles or their trusted followers.

Only these people have the opportunity to get a share.

As the commander-in-chief, Hudson was no exception.

Although he restrained his family, he could not restrain his relatives and friends.

Those in front of him were actually collateral victims.

The pit originally dug for the Dalton family had inadvertently trapped many small and medium-sized nobles from the Southeastern Province.

Now that the cat is out of the bag, everyone can only grit their teeth and seek help.

Looking at the faces full of shame in front of him, Hudson was very pleased deep down, but his face was still terrible.

“You guys have the guts.

You even dare to get involved in this kind of thing.

You’re not afraid of dying!

Spit it out, I don’t want to hear excuses.

Tell me first, how big are the pits you’ve dug, then I’ll know what to do next!”

As he spoke, Hudson’s gaze turned to Viscount Orlan.

Among these people, his relationship with his father-in-law was the closest.

He was the first to report about the investigation team, although it wasn’t really that significant, he still appreciated the sentiment.

“Unfortunately, the Hollis family has a deficit of seven hundred armor, twelve hundred long spears, one hundred and fifty tons of food, five hundred pounds of salt, five thousand feet of cloth, thirty-six thousand arrows…

Among these, I can try to make up five hundred armors.

I can also squeeze out some food gradually, but for the rest of the strategic materials, alas!”

Viscount Orlan spoke bitterly.

He didn’t reach out, but his clan members were not reliable.

A small lapse in attention and the basket was poked.

The five hundred armors that could be made up were all peeled off from his home soldiers.

Thinking about it was tragic, such a small amount of goods had put the Hollis family in such a tough spot.

If it were in their old nest, they could round up the materials in no time.

Unfortunately, this was the front line, you couldn’t have supplies just by having money.

The exchange market seems to be thriving, but to let everyone willingly spend money, they still play the game of scarcity about marketing.

To make the play more realistic, people from the major consortia have been running to the front line of the allied forces daily in these recent days.

Those who don’t know would think that the supplies on the black market really came from the Front Line Army.

Indeed, some were brought from the front line, but that was a very small fraction.

Despite knowing that the investigation team was coming, the nobles at the front line were also afraid of problems.