Four Hundred and Seventeen Coursing

In the palace of Ailan Hill, while a banquet was going on, in a small town near the front line of the puppet empire, near the Gushan defense line, a magician of the puppet empire threw the parts in his hand helplessly. on the table.

Beside him is a puppet soldier next to each other. These puppet soldiers are damaged and can no longer be used. They were brought back from the front, stacked here, and used as parts.

The puppets are also worn, and it is impossible to move on indefinitely. As the battle on the front line of Gushan became more and more intense, the loss of these puppets was also increasing.

If it is too late to repair or retreat, these puppets can only be turned into spare parts and placed here to repair other puppets.

The magician looked helplessly at the puppet parts on the table in front of him, and complained gloomily: "The joints of these puppets are also quite worn out, even if you find a good one, remove it and replace it with another puppet, it will last a few days. ?"

The other magician sitting across from him shook his head, took out the magic spar that had been scrapped and used as energy from a puppet, threw it at his feet, and comforted: "It can last a few days, just a few days. "It's like this now, so what else can you do?"

These puppets are not new, and some puppets can still find holes pierced by bullets. Some of the puppets still had shrapnel stuck in them, and others were damaged.

In the past, such puppets were directly scrapped, but now, the puppet empire, which was gradually running out of resources, had to recycle these things to support the frontline battle.

"It's about time to eat." The complaining magician stretched his waist and stopped dismantling the remains of the puppets, and said, "Starting yesterday, the food supply has been halved, how do people eat this? Half of the vegetables are dry! Half the bread!"

"It's good to have some food. I heard that some troops have no food to eat." Another magician who had just entered the house put the remains of a puppet in his arms on the ground, and sneered. said.

The comforting magician sitting across the table also smiled and said, "Yeah, it's good to eat some... These days, when it's time to eat, Ailan Hill will start shelling the front line, we are the rear. Fortunately, the front line is uncomfortable even eating!"

As his voice fell, a low voice came from a distance. It's like a thunderstorm on the horizon, so stuffy that people can't help but feel flustered.

Immediately afterwards, such a thunderous explosion came next to each other, and finally formed a piece, and it was impossible to distinguish the number.

"It's on time, the bombardment started again." The magician who entered the house with the wreckage of the puppet sighed, turned and walked back to the door.

The solid mountain defense line has persisted until now. It is not so much a defensive miracle of the puppet empire as it is that Alan Hill is deliberately compressing his losses.

They are changing to new troops to train these soldiers, so that these soldiers have more actual combat experience to hone their teams.

Under the influence of this tactic, the Gushan frontline withstood the repeated attacks of Ailan Hill, as if it really stood firm in the storm.

But everyone knows that at least the puppet empire personnel on the Gushan defense line know clearly that the reason why they have not been wiped out is that Ailan Hill did not attack with all their strength.

Recently, the main force of the Ailan Hill Empire is bypassing the Gushan defense line and attacking the East River and Trier farther. The defense line of the puppet empire has been retreating again and again, and it can basically be described as a broken army.

Even the top executives of the puppet empire estimated that the front line could only last for two more months at most. Now that more than ten days have passed, the collapse has clearly begun.

Supporting for two months is not really able to stay in the position for two months. The initial stage of the battle is often a stage of equal stalemate, and by the middle stage, the defeat of one side is inevitable.

Now, the front line of the puppet empire is already in the pre-destruction stage.

Almost all the troops are retreating, only some of the fortresses and main positions, there are still formed troops stubbornly resisting.

After more than ten days, these recalcitrant troops will be divided and surrounded, cut off the supply and communication, and the huge collapse will be a matter of course.

And then, in the remaining month, it was the "garbage time" when Alan Hill swept the battlefield and wiped out all the remaining puppet empire troops that were devastated.

Of course, the puppet empire couldn't sit still. They were trying to find a way to shrink back the troops that attacked the Norma Empire and the Eternal Empire, intending to build a new line of defense along Hedong and Trier.

It's a pity that the retreat of these puppet troops was really slow because of the air force bombing of Ailan Hill and the delay of Ailan Hill's troops.

To the northwest, the main force of the puppet troops that occupied the capital of the Eternal Empire was still fighting hard in the area of ​​Kalamix, the capital of the Eternal Empire.

The puppet troops that attacked Normagas, the capital of the Norma Empire, were also bitten by Bourgeois' 5th Army Group and could only retreat back at a speed of a few kilometers per day, which was basically no different from standing still. .

The unfavorable situation of the puppet empire, of course, cannot deceive the parties on the front line. These magicians on the front line have already seen that the battle situation is very unfavorable.

In the past, food could be supplied in full every day, but such a supply could no longer be achieved ten days ago.

The new puppets in the rear cannot replenish the front line, and the losses of the puppets on the front line are getting bigger and bigger. This happens continuously, and the fool knows that the situation is not good.

"When is the end..." The magician sitting at the table shook his head pessimistically and continued his work.

He didn't want to go to the front line to participate in the war. It was actually very good to find such a job of dismantling the puppets. Earlier, he had seen with his own eyes that the battle magicians who came back from the front line looked so embarrassed.

These people were dusty and exhausted, many with wounds on their bodies, and their faces grayed in defeat—you don't need to ask to know that they were defeated, and they were defeated badly.

The magicians who came back intact or with minor injuries were considered lucky. Many magicians went to the front line and never came back. There are also some magicians, although they have returned, some of them remain on the battlefield forever.

The magicians who had broken arms and legs were sent back to the rear hospital screaming. Because of the poor sanitary conditions, very few of these magicians survived, and most of them died of wound infections.

Those who survived by chance were also tortured, and in the end they were left with a lifelong disability.

The magician who wanted to leave stopped, and the hand that opened the door was still pressed on the door, and he encouraged his companions: "The troops attacking the Norma Empire are trying to retreat, but the speed of their retreat is It's very slow... We're here to keep up with them."

"Accompany them? Who will answer us?" The magician, who had been working, put the elbow of a puppet soldier in the spare parts box and put it together with the other elbows. He shook his head and asked helplessly. said a word.

Now that this war has been fought, no one really cares about the outcome. What they care about is whether they can live to see this ending...

The magician standing at the door shook his head, this time he really pushed open the door and walked out. Opposite the house, a puppet tank with branches stuck on it was parked.

After being bombed for so long, the puppet empire's air defense awareness, or the desire to survive, is already very strong. They have invented all kinds of disguises, but the effect can only be said to be general.

The puppet tank disguised as a tree had been sent here for several days because of a malfunction, and it had to stop there and couldn't move because it didn't have the right parts.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that if they are abandoned there for two more days, this puppet tank, which is only a little broken, will be completely scrapped.

Just as the magician walked out of the house, a large-caliber artillery shell roared and slammed into the dirt road in front of him, and then a huge explosion enveloped him.

The people in the room didn't realize what happened, and the indestructible shock wave knocked down and shattered the walls of the room, and flew out the remains of the puppet and several magicians.

The farthest magician subconsciously used the magic defense barrier, but before he could finish casting the spell, his body was pierced by countless sharp puppet parts.

Farther away, a few magicians saw that the village was hit by a cannonball. In the village, I hurried back to save people.

In fact, there is nothing to save. The house has long since lost its appearance. At that time, everyone in this room was buried under the rubble.

The magician at the door couldn't even find his bones. Where he stood was only a circular crater with a diameter of more than ten meters.

"A 283mm caliber railway artillery shell from Ailan Hill... This is old equipment, Ailan Hill doesn't use much anymore. I guess this time, I just want to clear the ammunition in stock." A puppet empire The officer, looking down at the crater under his feet, said calmly: "These people are just unlucky... The other party may just have entered the wrong aiming parameters..."

"Three magicians died... I have another report to write." The senior magician in charge of commanding these magicians stood by, not knowing whether he was sad about the deaths of a few people, or because he had to write more reports. sad.

However, the other magicians had a little bit of joy in their hearts, because their dinner today might be a little bigger...

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