Nine Hundred and Sixty-Two Strongholds Full of Billboards

On the bumpy car, Burrison finally recovered his state. He opened his sleepy eyes, stretched his waist, and accidentally woke up the second platoon leader who was also sitting next to him with sleepy eyes.

The two of them can be said to be unlucky lucky ones, or they can be said to be lucky unlucky ones. During the first God Servant counterattack, the two of them were honorably injured and became two wounded soldiers. Now they both returned from their injuries and each was promoted to a level.

Unfortunately, the two of them were really injured. One exhausted the magic power in his body and barely recovered after resting for more than a month. : :

The other person used a mutated gene, which brought a burden to his original body, and he lay on the hospital bed in embarrassment for more than a month before he finally recovered.

As a result, the two of them missed the opportunity to continue fighting. In the southern theater of the Demon Realm, the defense lines of humans and demons are gradually stabilizing.

Whether it's delaying time or really wanting to cooperate with humans, the demons in the southern region are trying to live in peace with humans, and humans seem to have lost the desire to end the war quickly.

As a result, Burrison became the deputy battalion commander of the Heavy Armored Grenadier Battalion, and his subordinate, the original second platoon leader, now honorably became a deputy company commander.

The two were ordered to return to the new unit, and the unit they had served in had been transferred to station near Burkeland for training and rest.

"Hey! Take a look at this!" Sitting across from Burrisen was a young battalion commander. This armored vehicle is the latest equipment for the troops, and the interior space is very spacious, in order to be able to accommodate those heavy armored grenadiers wearing powered exoskeleton combat equipment.

The height of this brand new armored vehicle is higher than that of traditional armored vehicles. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary armored vehicle that has been enlarged.

On the top of the car is a 50mm rapid-fire gun. This gun is a new product, specially designed for the new armored combat vehicle by the weapons experts of the Alan Hill Empire.

Because of the increased caliber, this new type of infantry fighting vehicle has very good fire penetration. It can easily penetrate the magic defense barrier and cause considerable trouble for the targets behind.

Compared with the 120mm caliber tank gun, this small-caliber cannon has higher firepower density, more precision, and faster response speed. Therefore, this weapon can effectively support the combat operations of the heavy armored grenadiers.

This young battalion commander was not Burrison's boss. He was in charge of the 1st Battalion, and after Burrison was promoted, he served as the deputy battalion commander of the 2nd Battalion.

The two are colleagues.

The battalion commander of the 1st Battalion is a typical academic commander. His age is his advantage and also his disadvantage.

These officers from the school make the military of the Alan Hill Empire love and hate. What they love is that they graduated from regular military schools, master newer military command methods, and have a more comprehensive understanding of new weapons.

What I hate is that these young commanders lack combat experience, and often give some unrealistic combat orders based on the suggestions of the staff and the computer. On a cruel battlefield, often these orders will kill many lives that would otherwise not die.

However, even if they don't like these young officers, everyone still knows that they are the future of the Alan Hill Empire Army, and they must unconditionally support such a change of old and new.

Seeing the shout of the new battalion commander, Burrison also stretched his neck, followed the direction of the opponent's gaze, and looked out through the slender observation window on the armored vehicle.

Then, he saw the spectacular, huge, and reassuring giant city Burkeland, the fortress city closest to the front line!

"Aren't you tired?" The second platoon leader, who is a magician, opened the hatch above his head and got out with his upper body. Before going out, he left such a provocative sentence for Burison's IQ.

Burrison also realized that he might be stupid for a moment, so he also lifted the hatch above his head, poked his head out and looked at the huge city beside the road.

The densely packed centipede legs are like huge steel bars supporting the city, inserted obliquely on the ground, making the whole city look like it is sitting on a bridge.

Around those towering magic towers. You can clearly see all kinds of artillery installed in every stitch. Some of the artillery barrels are slender, and some are as thick as chimneys.

This huge fortress city has almost integrated all the old-fashioned artillery of the Alan Hill Empire: there are 210mm railway guns, 230mm artillery, 280mm artillery, and 381mm artillery. Naval guns, 406mm naval guns, and two cannon kings from Ironforge!

Yes, how many people still remember that Ironforge presented two 800mm Gustav cannons to the emperor of the Alan Hill Empire? Now these two cannons are in the city of Bulkeland. As the largest traditional cannons in this fortress, they are installed on two preset circular railways that can be turned.

The two of them haven't really opened fire yet, because the Demon Realm really doesn't have the kind of solid reinforced concrete defense line that allows them to work.

It is also used by waste, and there is nothing to do now. There are also countless secondary artillery and anti-aircraft gun systems: the city is still equipped with more than 100 old-fashioned 88mm caliber anti-aircraft guns. These guns were more than six years ago. The Air Defense Weapon System of the Hill Empire...

And those 130mm caliber howitzers with weird calibers but sufficient ammunition reserves seized from other countries, and the 155mm caliber howitzers exported by the Alan Hill Empire are countless.

Because of the short range of these howitzers, they couldn't find the target at all. After they were installed on the gun positions, they almost never fired.

In contrast, the missile system and electromagnetic guns equipped in this fortress city fired several times in the devil world.

Dozens of days ago, Burkeland fired 12 Tomahawk cruise missiles at a suspicious area where demon soldiers gathered, and bombarded several shots with ultra-long-range electromagnetic guns. All of them fought.

In fact, the greater role of this city here is to allow soldiers to immediately enjoy a vacation like going home.

In short, the rested troops must be transferred back to the Magic Continent to rest and reorganize, to replenish recruits, and to conduct restorative training. Soldiers can also return to their homes to visit during vacations, which is no problem.

But those troops who had a short rest needed a "hometown" city like Burkeland very much at this time.

Many troops who rested for a month, or simply for 15 days, were gathered around Burkeland. Soldiers can relax here during their short vacation.

There are real movie theaters in the city, as well as infrastructure such as parks. Soldiers can watch the latest 3D movies here, as well as enjoy traditional delicacies from various regions.

Of course, various services are also provided here. As long as soldiers are willing to spend money, they can vent all kinds of wounds brought about by the war here... Even, they can find succubi and communicate with the enemy in depth in the dark interrogation room comminicate……

Therefore, when the soldiers came to Burkeland, the first thing they saw was not the cannon barrels lined up like hedgehogs, but the billboards installed on the centipede's legs and the flashing neon lights!

Soldiers who have fought on the front line for more than a year are full of expectations for similar rest and recuperation, and this arrangement also allows them to maintain a higher fighting spirit.

Here, with a lot of bonuses in their hands, they can temporarily forget the bloody scene of their comrades being pierced by bows and arrows, or temporarily forget the moment when they smashed the enemy's head with an automatic weapon.

Burrison even felt that his war was over when he saw the familiar signs of daily necessities advertisements...

Of course, the war is far from over, even on the Magic Continent, the war is far from over.

At least some people think that as long as he is still breathing, as long as he is still conscious, this war is far from over.

In a decent castle, a man wearing a magic robe knelt on one knee and lowered his head to report to the middle-aged man sitting on the first seat: "The plague in the southern region seems to have stopped spreading..."

"They are really lucky! Even the plague can't shake the foundation of Alan Hill!" The leading man sighed, and raised his hand to the kneeling man below, signaling him to stand up: "This matter It's not your fault... it's because the opponent is too strong."

After he finished speaking, he stood up from his seat, walked to the window with his hands behind his back, overlooking the dry lawn in the distance.

After a while, he finally asked, "Tell me, if you personally lead people to infiltrate over there... Is it possible... to make things bigger?"

"Your Majesty!" The man in the magic robe who stood up from the ground lowered his head slightly and said, "Grecon's Archon Alves has arrived in Briben..."

"That damned old man, why did he go to Briben? He has become Chris's dog? He doesn't even want the dignity of a magician?" The man by the window muttered angrily, and then sighed helplessly. One sound.

However, he still didn't dare to comment on Alves' name, and that damned Odlek, "Chris's other dog" who seemed to be working in the new puppet area.

Of course, in his opinion, Chris has too many dogs... For example, this Alves, such as Odlec, such as the dwarf Sumolai, such as Andrea, and the one who is already Dead Dog's Longsard Lay...

"Wait for me! One day, sooner or later, I will give you all the shame today! Chris! Damn Chris!" The man muttered angrily, clenching his fists.