The paper benefits for soldiers or ard agents of Military Technology in New Arica remain quite favorable compared to their peers.
An annual salary of 35,000 Orokin, and that's after taxes.
But in the capitalist world, even if your job is to defend the nation, risking life and limb for a company, protecting its assets, it doesn't stop you from having to pay for corresponding services, because transactions are everywhere.
Each year, military uniforms cost 800 Orokin, accommodation 1,500 Orokin, and all your living supplies have to be bought out of your own pocket. Monthly food allowance is 450 Orokin, but each al costs at least 10 Orokin, and that's the basic package, typically a starchy hot dog synthetic mashed potatoes fried vegetable rings. It might be slightly different depending on the place, but the total won't differ much.
Want to eat well?
Sure, just pay for it yourself.
No matter if it's a garrison or an airship, there are small supermarkets offering everything from organic food to alcoholic drinks and drugs, just at a slightly higher price than outside.
Even gear has to be purchased by soldiers themselves, otherwise you can use the eighteenth-hand equipnt left behind by predecessors.
As to how their previous users ended up, don't ask.
The treatnt on airships, a sort of semi-naval experience, is considered good all over the moldy establishnt, but the standard package at most adds synthetic at patties, hot at sauce, peanut butter, jam sandwich, and so organic canned fruits available weekly.
If a garrison's soldier monthly dining fees add up to 45,000 Orokin, having 15,000 showing on the table is already a sign of a high-ranking officer's benevolence and love for the soldiers.
Military Technology also has its own hydroponic farms, but the crops grown there are for making money. Even though the ard departnt has special low-price procurent channels, it won't be much cheaper than organic foods on the market.
In a capitalist world, in short, as long as you're willing to pay, you can buy anything; but if you're unwilling, then you're only fit to eat shit.
Because many scarcities are artificial, not truly scarce, with the purpose of deliberately maintaining prices.
The kind of scene like the Truth Departnt gorging themselves at a table full of organic food only happens at the dining tables of school-level officers.
Don't even think about looking, regular soldiers can't even sll it.
The Truth Departnt at the frontline points to the empty ground beside them, speaking to the visiting Military Technology squad
"Don't just look, sit and eat together. Old Third, order two more Granny Cat Ice Feild set als for delivery."
This is an ard escort team of one Military Science second lieutenant and six soldiers, specially sent to find Super Earth.
"Eat?"
The soldiers behind the lieutenant were first stunned upon hearing this, then their eyes revealed a longing look, staring hungrily at the delicious at and dishes, but only after the lieutenant at the front nodded did they obediently sit at the table vacated by other stealth players, waiting for the delivery to arrive.
The lieutenant was also a bit tempted, but he still had so self-control, not forgetting the main purpose.
Though these dishes aren't at a level he normally consus, attending an organic food banquet with other officers once a month is still an option.
"I've seen your performance in the software livestream, simply put, my superiors are very pleased. Na a price."
"Oh? Na a price? What price? I don't understand what you're talking about."
The Truth Departnt feigned ignorance, tearing a large chicken leg off a sizzling roasted chicken in front of them and eating it, mouth dripping with oil, savoring it loudly.
"...."
The lieutenant's Adam's apple moved, having to resist the urge, close his eyes, and sit upright, saying
"Military Technology wishes to invite mbers of your organization to beco our advertisent spokesperson, using our weapons for a theatrical performance war."
"Performance? War?"
Truth Departnt swallowed the chicken in its mouth
"How did you connect these two words together?"
"..."
The lieutenant still did not open his eyes but remained expressionless
"Military Technology hopes to avoid any variables or risks. We hired professional directors and a military committee to prepare the entire advertisent show, we take care of all the scheduling, you just need to cooperate."
The Truth Departnt caught the subtext
Military Technology is worried that Super Earth might ss things up with their weapons, fearing a poorly fought war would reveal their incompetence instead of their strengths, hence proposing a 'fake war' to fool the livestream audience.
In other words, it's a 'studio' setup
But in the Truth Departnt's eyes, this is distrust in their abilities.
He looked at the lieutenant, stopping his eating actions
"Are you joking with us?"
Do you know what competitive ga players hate besides dumb official planners?
Cheaters and actors
The forr can still be said to have no mother, while the latter truly have no family left.
"This is for safety reasons."
The lieutenant said
"For this show, we will pay you 200,000 Orokin, and each soldier will receive an additional 1,000 Orokin performance fee. No one will be sacrificed during this process, and all military equipnt will be left to you after filming."
In his view, getting so much money and equipnt without risking lives or needing compensation is an incredible deal, no reason not to agree.
The Truth Departnt was speechless, since when did Super Earth care about casualty figures?
We've lost more people in the lafunmon River than your entire Military Technology combined!
He tapped on the table
"How much did you spend on the military committee, director's hiring fees, battlefield rental, prop costs, and extras fees?"
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