2021 Everything Is Over

"Have you heard? We have declared war with Alan Hill again." In the sluggish tavern, a man from the Holy Demon Empire leaned on the bar, looking at the empty seats boredly, treating himself extremely badly. Business is full of despair.

He is a tavern owner. When the economy is good, everyone is willing to come to this tavern for a drink. Now that the war has broken out, the workers of the Alan Hill Railway who used to frequent this tavern have been slaughtered, so the business is deserted. Makes you want to cry.

After scolding the stupid Archon a thousand times in his heart, this poor commoner of the Holy Demon Empire chose to support the war. After all, he felt that he was a descendant of the Holy Demon Empire, not Alan Hill...

There are not a few people who think like him in the small town. Everyone is reluctant to go to war with Alan Hill, but after the outbreak of the war, they helplessly choose to support their motherland. They themselves or sent their children to the battlefield, to war-torn border areas.

I heard that Ailan Hill's counterattack was not as fierce as imagined, so in the first two days, everyone's hanging heart gradually let go. Many people believed that Ailan Hill's follow-up was weak. There is no ability to attack the Holy Demon Empire.

There was quite a feeling of escape, and everyone began to resume their daily lives. Except for the closure of a leather shoe factory in a small town, no one noticed that life was any different.

And that closed leather shoe factory, I heard that it deserved it. The old man who ran the factory was originally an elder in this town, and he was respected and made a lot of money with everyone.

But who knew that this old guy didn't know what the wind was, and when the war broke out, he hid 30 railway workers in his factory. As a result, his neighbors reported that he was covering up the enemy, so the old man and the 30 railway workers were burned to death by the dragon's breath.

"Yeah, I heard that things can't be sold, the profitable business is over, and the children may still go to the front line to die. This is really bad news." A man who came to the tavern for a drink had a sad expression on his face. said.

Before, he was a helper near the railway, and he made a lot of money every day. With pen money, he subsidized his family and improved the living conditions of his family.

His mother was seriously ill, and was cured by a railroad worker who helped bring some medicines from Ireland Hill.

On the day he was attacked by dragon knights along the railway line, he still wanted to save people, but when he arrived at the platform, he could only find the body of the young Alan Hill railway dispatcher.

For this matter, his mother also complained to him for several days. If he hadn't been able to stay at home, he wouldn't have been able to go to the tavern to waste the little change he had left.

You know, when there was a place to work before, the money for a glass of wine was really not a big deal for him, but now it's okay, after drinking this glass of wine, maybe he will be hungry for a long time...

"Don't talk nonsense! You don't want to die?" The man who opened the tavern couldn't even afford to hire a bartender. He worked part-time at the bar by himself. caught!"

After interrupting his friend's words, the owner of the tavern said: "I heard that we have received the assistance of the puppet empire, and the army is very effective, and may be able to retake the Eastern Province."

"Do you think it's possible? That place is now called Velonsa! I really can't think of how we can defeat Ellen Hill." The only drinker shook his head, expressing that he didn't believe that at all.

He often helps out at the train station, and naturally he knows that the total amount of arms that Alan Hill transports from Veronsa to Greken every day is innumerable. That was a number he had never seen before, and it was shocking.

With his superficial knowledge, he could not imagine how such a terrible army could lose the war: they had hundreds of tanks, hundreds of thousands of cars, and countless artillery and Airplanes that cover the sky...

He has not seen the army of the Holy Demon Empire. How can he win in front of such a powerful army? The combat power of the two sides is simply not on the same order of magnitude, and the Holy Demon Empire is like a clown jumping from a beam.

"We have more magic legions than in the past. These magic legions were cultivated in the puppet empire!" The owner of the tavern was obviously the one who was well-informed.

For example, in Bellevue, the holy city of the Holy Demon Empire, magicians who did not listen to the orders of the Archon were subdued and killed. Blood filled the streets, and many magicians lost their lives for the sake of argument.

For another example, the Holy Demon Empire once tried to attack the Velonsa region, trying to retake the eastern province, but their attack obviously failed, and many people were lost. Build strong enough defenses.

With that said, the commoner of the Holy Demon Empire who opened the tavern seemed to be persuaded by himself: "And we have a stronger army, equipped with the weapons of Alan Hill, so that we have more power than love. Lanhir's more powerful combat power."

Drank down the glass, the drinking man didn't want to continue arguing about it. He threw the money on the table and walked out of the pub without looking back. In his opinion, this should be the last time he has come to this place to drink. It’s one thing to have no money, and it’s one thing to have no good wine, but the host here’s dissatisfaction is the thing that annoys him the most: “This is what that guy from the Grand Consul said, as for what does Alan Hill have to do? ,do you know?"

As he walked out, he murmured in a low voice, "They have toffee, champagne, and all kinds of delicious food. Just these, they have almost won."

Over the past year, in the northern part of the Holy Demon Empire, there have been many areas affected by Alan Hill. People love the benefits of Ireland Hill, they share the various delicacies produced by industrial progress, and enjoy the benefits of lower food prices brought about by increased production.

The large-scale production of meat products in the grassland area, the prosperity of fisheries brought by the ocean, and the advancement of fresh food processing technology such as canned food in Ailan Hill have made the daily life of the Holy Demon Empire steadily improve.

Because of the convenience of transportation brought by the northern main railway line, the benefits of Ailan Hill have penetrated into the inner hinterland of the Holy Demon Empire. Many local people have no grievances against mortals, and even a boy from Ailan Hill has won the Holy Demon. Empire girl.

However, after the outbreak of this war, the commercial and transportation advantages in the northern region of the Holy Demon Empire no longer existed. A large number of commodities were unsalable, and the local industrial environment, which was already fragile, completely collapsed overnight.

The sluggish economy, the desperate people, and the fact that there is no knowing when the full-scale war will really break out-Elan Hill's counterattack has not yet arrived, which also makes all the soldiers of the Holy Demon Empire on the front line feel extremely stressed.

The street outside the door was also desolate, in stark contrast to the lively scene of people coming and going before. Why, my own country, has to provoke war? Isn't it okay to live peacefully with those mortals like this?

He questioned himself in his heart. The man squinted to look at the cloudless sky. After the rainy days, it was always such good weather. In the past, in such weather, you could always see hordes of Ailan Hills. Transport plane, cross here to Gricken.

The group of C-47 transport aircraft that covered the sky looked so spectacular from a distance. But now, such a scene will no longer exist. When those planes appear in the sky again, it is estimated that the Holy Devil Empire is in a state of defeat.

"Ah..." He sighed, and had been standing at the door of the tavern for quite a while without realizing it. He was busy just starting out, busy recalling the good times when he went to work at the train station.

When he came back to his senses, he saw two cute little boys standing in front of him. The two little boys looked up and squinted to the sky, as if they were looking at something very interesting.

He involuntarily followed and looked over, only to find that in the very high sky, some black shadows were flying neatly.

"What is that?" He narrowed his eyes even more, and only then did he vaguely see the dark shadows in the sky at a height of 10,000 meters.

He had heard from an officer in the train station before that those planes that were not the same as the C-47 transport plane, called the B-17, were a terrible plane that could carry a lot of bombs.

Now, he saw these B-17s once again, lined up neatly in the sky, three in groups, three in groups, dotted with densely packed P-51 fighter jets, slowly rising from the sky above this town fly over.

He didn't have to look at it to know that the wings of these planes must have beautiful golden eagle patterns drawn on them. You don't have to hear the heart-pounding roar of the engine to feel the power soaring in the sky.

Alan Hill's counterattack has begun... The war has completely broken out at this moment. The executioners who slaughtered the railway workers will eventually know that the killing two days ago was not a war, and what is happening now, at this very moment, is...

"Uncle...Uncle..." The two children in front of him looked curiously at the man who looked up at the sky just like them, and asked curiously, "So many planes, where are they going?"

"I don't know... But, I think... Wherever they go, it will be completely over!" The man lowered his head, looked at the two beautiful children, and answered bitterly, "Everything is over."