Four Hundred and Eleven 1 Was Initially Rejected

This is not some god puppet made of high-grade magic wood, this is a puppet made of metal.

Judging from the magical reflection of this puppet, the puppet in front of him is much more advanced than the junk in the puppet empire.

Therefore, Falei of the elves and the generals around him did not speculate on the puppet empire, because they knew that the puppet empire could not have such a powerful god puppet.

"This! This is a god puppet?" Falai asked presumptuously, looking at the beautiful female officer who was not inferior to the beauties of the elves.

Cape Luna smiled, shook her head and replied: "This is the super god puppet of our Alan Hill Empire. We prefer to call this weapon T800. She is here to protect me and be responsible for my safety. ."

"Although it cannot ensure your safety, it is indeed very convenient to have such a puppet by your side." The general of the elves looked at the beautifully made god puppet and said with admiration.

In his opinion, killing a god puppet is actually not difficult, so he doesn't think this level of protection is beyond expectations. However, being able to arbitrarily assign a god puppet to protect a mortal is a bit extravagant for him.

After all, a mortal is not something worthy of protection. If it is to protect a high-level magician, it can be said.

"Ma'am! It's a great honor for me, Morakot, to meet you! Seeing the helicopters you're on, I'm curious as to what they're all about."

"This is nothing to keep secret. We have a maintenance factory in Grecon, you can visit as you like." Cape Luna said hospitable.

At Grecon, Ireland Hill established uncomplicated factories to support the day-to-day operations of the 9th Army Group.

For example, in order to support the daily operation of the westward railway, a large-scale train repair factory has been set up here. Moreover, this factory has recently been upgraded to repair diesel locomotives. It is already a relatively advanced locomotive repair factory.

In addition, there is also a factory for repairing MiG-21 fighter jets, which are also used in support of Grecon and the 9th Army Group.

This aircraft maintenance factory has also been upgraded recently, and the production capacity of some parts has been improved, which is almost the same as the general distribution workshop.

It can overhaul the MiG-21 fighter purchased by Grecon, produce spare parts for the engine, and perform simple repairs on the F-16 fighter, which is already very powerful.

In addition, Grecon also has two small aircraft maintenance factories, one is for piston aircraft and the other is for helicopters. Although the functions are not complete, the scale is not small.

There are many civilian workers in Greiken in such factories, which also eases local re-employment and resettles many homeless refugees.

And Cape Luna was instructed by Chris that these factories, which are no longer a secret in Alan Hill, can be visited by the dwarves.

On the one hand, it can be considered to win over these dwarf tribes who are about to join Alan Hill, and on the other hand, it is also to frighten these dwarves, so that they can see the real gap between themselves and Alan Hill.

In fact, the gap is huge. Even if the dwarves really visited the production workshop of the MiG-21, there is no way to imitate the real MiG-21.

This is still the Soviet Union's silly, black and rough series. If it is a more sophisticated American F-series battle, it will be even more advanced and impossible to imitate.

"Thank you for the generosity of Ailan Hill! I am going to systematically study Ailan Hill's industrial knowledge, so the visit is a must visit, and I have to go to the Royal Institute of Technology to study, it is really a paradise for dwarves! I like it there! I like it very much," Morakot babbled.

Since Vivian married Chris, her phlegmatic constitution seems to have undergone some wonderful changes. Although she still talks a lot now, in front of outsiders,

The whole person became cold.

I don't know who she learned from. I feel that the imperial concubine of the empire should be on the air, so she has improved a lot now, and she doesn't often speak without regard to her image.

As a result, this time, another dwarf who likes to talk non-stop... and this dwarf, it is estimated that this dwarf will not be able to marry Chris in this life and improve his physique.

Even if Chris is bent, it is estimated that he is a handsome and well-proportioned man such as an elves or a demon. He must have no interest in the dwarf with sturdy muscles and a long beard on his face.

"Look what this is!" Cape Luna came prepared, and as soon as he reached out to his adjutant, the adjutant handed a delicate envelope to her slender and beautiful palm.

She handed the envelope to the dwarf elder Morak, who was pleasantly surprised to find that it was an admission invitation letter from the Royal Institute of Technology in Alan Hill. Alan Hill Chris.

"This is the best gift I've ever received! Regardless of the outcome of the dwarves joining Alan Hill, I personally want to be a part of Alan Hill... No! No! I'm so excited that You said the wrong thing." Morakot said in a twisted manner: "I am already a native of Alan Hill! Long live Alan Hill!"

For a dwarf, it is their highest ideal and pursuit to be able to come into contact with the true meaning of industry and to be able to witness the birth of those great industrial works that have never appeared in this world.

There is still pursuit for this ideal, even if they sacrifice their lives, they will not hesitate at all. Now, just make them allegiance to an emperor, this is not a problem at all, right?

"We have prepared food, blankets, tents for everyone who came from afar out of humanitarian assistance... Come here, your suffering is over." The effect of Cape Luna's closeness to the people is definitely to pull out Well, Princess Higgs may be a little clumsy in commanding the battle, but the political worker is definitely the number one role in Alan Hill.

Winning people's hearts, letting a group of people see hope, and come together to become a power that can be used, this is the best job that Princess Higgs has done. She just smiled kindly, which has the effect of infecting others and making them die.

According to the rules of the game, she is a character full of charisma. When placed in the city, it is just like the mascot, the loyalty of the people is rising like crazy, and it is pleasing to the eye.

"Thank you Alan Hill for your generosity!" The dwarf Morak thanked him with a pious face. Some of the dwarves around him looked at the armored vehicles and helicopters with curious expressions on their faces.

However, the faces of the elves standing beside them were not very good, and the general headed coldly refused: "No need, we still have some food, and our elves may not be used to your food. food."

Soon, things developed in an unexpected direction for the elves. When more and more refugees entered Greken, the differences between dwarves and elves were reflected.

The dwarf's refugee camp is well-equipped. The barracks built with thick military tents are paved along the hillside to the foot of the mountain. There is a bathing area and hot water is provided 24 hours a day.

All the dwarves who entered Greken were immunized by the sappers and chemical troops of Alan Hill. They received special new clothes, their own quilts, and most of them enjoyed "luxuries such as camp beds." "goods" treatment.

All drinking water has been sterilized and disinfected, and some camps have 2 hours of nighttime lighting-compared to the regular barracks of the troops under the 9th Army Group, the facilities here are not bad.

On the other hand, the help provided by the elves was very limited. The elves' refusal also made their own situation worse.

The refugee camp that was finally established was terrifyingly shabby. After countless elves arrived here, they had to continue their journey eastward, dragging their tired bodies to their new home in the northern part of the Eternal Empire.

And they looked at the dwarf camp with smoke curling up in the distance, and said it was impossible not to envy it. At least, they both saw a jealousy-like emotion in each other's eyes.

"My God! You can't believe it! Eat a piece of this thing! Drink some water and you'll be full! I've eaten it for three days, and I still haven't tasted it!" Holding a compressed biscuit, a dwarf stood At the gate of the barracks, he showed off his rations to the passing elf warriors.

Because they have not gone through health quarantine, people from the elves are not allowed to enter the dwarven camp. The arrogant elves don't even bother to go to the dwarves to hurt their self-esteem at this moment.

"Take this! It's very delicious! It may not be to your taste! But at a critical moment, it can be used to save lives!" Some dwarves did not want to see the suffering of the elves who once fought side by side, standing in the camp, Across the isolation net, throw things to the elves in the distance.

For a time, the beautifully packaged compressed biscuits, instant noodles, cheap canned starch, dried bacon and vegetables, all fell into the passing elves like a rain of arrows.

Those elves who were wearing old magic robes or leather armor, as if they were wearing swimsuits, picked up the food that fell under their feet, looked at them curiously, and then continued to march helplessly.

"This is not the way... We should talk to the Alan Hills again... I feel that they are more reliable than Greken." Farai held a "instant noodle artifact" wrapped in red plastic leather in his left hand. "Ham sausage, holding a bag of "Instant Noodle Companion" Budd mustard in his right hand, staring at the dwarf camp in the distance, said enviously.

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