Four Hundred and Thirty-Five Slow

"Elder Morak... I mean... warriors of the dwarves, it's okay to wear armor, can you cancel the hammer... This is a useless death burden." As the army commander, Vagron asked the person in front of him. The dwarf elder said.

With a helpless expression on his face, Morak shook his head and said, "No, Your Excellency Commander, we cannot give up the glorious tradition of our dwarves. As long as we fight, we must wear armor and hold our beloved warhammer."

"We are a race that values ​​development and also respects tradition. Our loyalty is as famous as our stubbornness." He said while waving his hand: "So, without affecting our actions, we will definitely bring our own of the Warhammer."

Vagron sighed helplessly, feeling that dealing with such a rigid and stubborn person was really a very uncomfortable thing for him.

What age is this? The sky is flying a jet fighter, and it is a third-generation jet fighter. What is running on the ground? It's a train car, and there are dozens of tons of main battle tanks!

Nuclear bombs have been fired many times, destroying cities and destroying many demons. Even terrifying weapons such as floating cities and floating battleships have been developed...

In such an era, there are still soldiers who insist on wearing cumbersome armor and carrying a warhammer that is almost useless--don't you see, those soldiers of Alan Hill, after seeing the Kevlar helmet, even Are you unwilling to wear the heavy M42 helmet?

"Okay! Since you insist." General Vagron finally decided to compromise, because he felt that he really didn't need to worry about such a small matter.

Anyway, most of these dwarves have now been added to the main force, especially the main mechanized infantry force.

With the extra weight of the chariot, these dwarf soldiers carry the death weight of a warhammer, so it's not too tangled.

As for the future, if there is a dwarf serving in the real pure infantry, then he is willing to carry a warhammer, and naturally there will be another solution.

There are many such helpless things in life, which can only be solved by time - when you can't solve it no matter what, leave it there for a few days, maybe it will be solved by itself.

Of course, if you don't do your homework, leave it aside and let time deal with it... This kind of problem will never be solved by yourself.

At the same time, on the demon side, a demon general notified the demon prince Sarux about the presence of dwarves on the front line: "His Royal Highness... The front line news just sent, they confirmed that there are dwarves working for Alan Hill. fight."

"Dwarves? Those stinky and tough guys... After being defeated by Saruhis, they actually escaped to me?" Saruxis was stunned for a moment, and then snorted: "Huh! They are smart, they ran to the dragon clan. Over there, I encountered a more powerful demon, why don't you come to me and try your luck."

Of course he knew that dwarves were strong, and they were strong when fighting with elves. Now that the dwarves have joined Alan Hill's army, they will only get stronger, which makes Sarooks uneasy.

And the Salux in Salux's mouth was the devil prince who was in charge of attacking the elves. He, or it is stronger, more cunning and vicious, also has more powerful subordinates, more elite demon soldiers...

He is not what Sarooks is willing to mention. Every time that name comes out of Sarooks' mouth, he is full of jealousy and unwillingness.

However, Saruhis is indeed powerful,

The powerful make Saruks have to admit that he is powerful.

"Damn! Damn humans! They..." Because of the dwarf thing, Prince Salux, who was in a bad mood now, entered the explosion mode again and began to curse continuously.

The demon general who came to report the problem also voluntarily retired, saving a precious shadow for this demon army - let Sarooks kill like this, the shadow will indeed become "precious".

Therefore, this time, the news that the Demon General personally came to deliver, the newly-replaced shadow who served Sarux, did not come.

"Wow!" In the end, no one listened to him venting his curses, and there was no black shadow who could torture and kill Sarux at will. He threw a beautiful glass on the floor and shattered into a crystal clear piece of glass.

This glass is a high-end glass produced by Alan Hill. It was exported to the Bamyhir Empire, and it has become very precious along the way.

Bamyhir VII originally loved this set of glasses, but because of the arrival of the devil, he gave this set of glasses to Salux, the demon prince who was not so sad at that time.

Now, Saruks finally couldn't hold back, and threw this exquisite glass to the ground, only to receive a shattering sound, soothing his heart that was about to be broken.

At this moment, the demon floating city Vatican where he is located is moving to the front line. This huge city has a huge floating circle.

Its speed in the sky is not very fast, but wherever it flies, it carries an invincible aura.

Magic cannon launchers can be seen everywhere on the towering city walls, and because it is a city, it also has a complete set of city-level defensive magic circles that can block many types of attacks. It is a rare war weapon in the demon army, and it is much more powerful than imagined.

Now, as the command of Prince Salux, Vantilza played a similar function as a flagship, leading a dozen demons' floating castles, with countless demon troops on the ground, to the north.

They dared not follow the predetermined route, fearing that they would be attacked by Alan Hill's nuclear weapons ahead of time. So the demon's ground forces moved forward in dispersal, often changing course.

As for the Vatican flying in the sky and other floating castles, the route they take is even more erratic.

Because they don't walk in a straight line, and they go back and forth in circles with three advances and two retreats, the speed of these behemoths flying in the sky is quite slow.

This is also one of the reasons for Saruks' irritability: he was originally ready to go to the front line to fight to the death himself, but he waited, and after waiting for so many days, anyone would be a little irritable.

What made him even more depressed was that his forward speed couldn't be faster, he could only wait like this, waiting foolishly, waiting for the moment when he appeared in the first battle.

...

"This is a photo sent by the satellite more than an hour ago. After comparison, we can find that this huge floating city of the devil is changing its course!" In the satellite intelligence analysis room, an officer used a pointer on the huge photo enlargement. Circled for a while and introduced all the staff in front of him.

He found out a previous set of satellite images for comparison, and came to his own conclusion: "They are trying to get closer to the front line... So, we judge that the demon army is planning a large-scale counterattack."

"This speculation is consistent with the intelligence feedback brought back by the Air Force reconnaissance plane. The demon army is slowly gathering." An Air Force staff officer nodded and said to his colleagues around him.

The Air Force's grip on battlefield intelligence is getting tighter as aircraft have more and more ways to fight bad weather.

There are more and more reconnaissance satellites overhead, and there are more and more reconnaissance planes equipped with better reconnaissance equipment. The Air Force can already monitor the targets it wants to monitor 24 hours a day.

The B-52 reconnaissance plane can hover in the reconnaissance area for more than 5 hours once it takes off. Whether it is a demon army or a puppet empire, it is hard to escape this meticulous "care".

"I don't know if they can't get up soon, or they are so slow on purpose. However, the fact is that they are slowly gathering together." After the Air Force staff finished speaking, he did not forget to smile and express his contempt. :"Ha ha."

"It is estimated that they will not be able to get up. How can such a full-scale assembly be kept secret? Even if we know the intention, how can we fight this battle?" An army staff officer said with a disdainful smile.

"Not necessarily, maybe the other party is confident." Another staff officer followed up with jokes optimistically. Although the senior officials of Ailan Hill have always emphasized that they should pay attention to their opponents, the victory in a hundred battles still allows the arrogance to spread in the staff headquarters.

"I think if they assembled so slowly on purpose, it would not be self-confidence, it would be killing themselves!" The army staff officer who was the first to speak quipped.

The atmosphere in the conference room was very lively, and it seemed that a great achievement was coming, not a city full of demons flying in the sky.

"General Roque went to the earthen fort to inspect the manufacturing of the floating battleship, and Minister Castner went to the Veronsa area to inspect the expansion of the second rocket launch base..." One of the generals in the lead sighed and said. : "Copy your majesty, send a fax!"

Now, the focus of Ailan Hill's work has shifted from the war to construction, so many military enterprises are being arranged to start production of other equipment or parts.

The original manufacturer of M4 tanks is now either transformed to produce T-72 tanks, or transformed into an enterprise that produces civilian tractors. In such a big environment and atmosphere, even the Minister of Defense is reluctant to sit in his office and drink bitter tea foolishly.

The general stood up, announced the end of the meeting, and then went to prepare in person and read the minutes of the meeting to His Majesty the Emperor: "Let His Majesty decide the rest of the matter!"

A few hours later, Chris smiled and handed the document in his hand to Vivian, and said, "My decision is very simple, change the course, and move forward at full speed... After cleaning up the puppet empire, now we should go to the demon front, go Look at those ugly guys."

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