Seven Hundred and Forty-Four Thick Smoke and Ashes

"I can only thank you for everything you have done for the elves... Chris, I think you are a generous and romantic king." On the wine table, looking at the singing and dancing beautiful Grecons not far away, the elf Ander Leah thanked Chris with the strength of alcohol.

She knew that Chris had paid a lot for the attachment of the elves, and these things can definitely be described as valuable for an empire.

"Don't thank me. In fact, the land that comes with the elves is something I've always wanted but haven't fully grasped yet." Chris comforted Andrea, who was sitting beside him, shaking the wine glass in his hand.

He did always want to take control of the railway line between Grecon and Ireland Hill, to gain a border with Grecon.

Because once the Irish Empire has a border with Grecon, the military of the Irish Empire can provide a stable supply route for the troops that have been stationed west of Grecon.

The significance of this passage is far greater than its function-with such a passage, the 9th Army Group stationed near the distant Magic Eye has a road home behind it.

"What's going on here...Are you men so boring?" Andrea asked helplessly, looking at Chris who was shaking his wine glass.

Chris smiled awkwardly. He felt that he could hardly play tricks in front of a thousand-year-old goblin.

At this moment, he felt that the stories on the earth that he was familiar with must not be true—how could that kind of monster who lived for more than 1,000 years be so naive on the road of love?

Even watching other people fall in love, watching it for a full 500 years, is almost an old fritters.

"Gentlemen! Let's toast to the friendship between the two countries!" At this time, a Grecon official came to toast, interrupting Chris' inner teasing about the girl's age. He picked up the wine glass, gestured at a distance, and clinked glasses with the other party.

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"These sexy succubi are really wasted." In the distant demon world, a soldier under Burrison stepped over the body of a succubus on the ground, and said with emotion to his companion.

Even if it is dead, the body of this succubus lying on the ground is enough to make most men's blood spurt.

This naturally seductive and sexy stunner, with her graceful figure protruding from the limp ground, simply made the soldiers of Alan Hill pass by here thirsty.

There is no way, the so-called three years in the army, a sow competing with Diaochan—in the army where women are almost invisible, as long as there are some decent females, people's blood flow can be accelerated.

"It's not too late now, if you don't find it disgusting." Another veteran with a gun was used to teasing recruits, and said sarcastically.

The recruit looked down at the flies from the demon world flying on the succubus's face, and felt that the hairs on his body stood on end.

He shuddered, and then hurried forward, away from the corpse lying on the ground.

No matter how perverted he was, he didn't want to have anything to do with a corpse in this kind of place.

Moreover, the Alan Hill military rank is strict, and there are clear regulations on many things. Violations of military discipline will be severely punished, and even sometimes, they will be tried by military courts.

If something happens with a dead demon, the outcome of the trial will probably be very pessimistic...

"Don't look, it can't be yours." Another soldier passed by the demon corpse lying on the ground. When he looked down at the corpse, the squad leader standing not far away warned him: "Hurry up!" Go ahead!"

After hearing the warning from his squad leader, the soldier hurried forward two steps,

He swears that he has never seen such a magnificent mountain peak, with its ups and downs and surging waves.

"Use directional blasting bombs to dig trenches! We need to stay here for 3 days to rest, so we need to arrange complete fortifications!" On the radio channel, the voice of Captain Burrison reached the ears of every soldier.

These soldiers who had just walked out of the forest immediately began to set up their own defense lines along the edge of the forest.

The heavy armored grenadiers wearing powered exoskeletons pulled out a few thin sticks from the side of the luggage behind them, and then forcefully inserted these sticks into the soft soil next to the woodland.

Immediately afterwards, they unscrewed one end of the stick and pulled the fuse inside. Then he stepped back and waited in peace.

A few seconds later, these "directional blasting devices" inserted in the soil exploded, blasting a large crater where they were located.

"Reinforce the side facing the enemy! Find a way to cut some wood and reinforce these trenches!" Burrison ordered loudly while checking the operation of his troops along the line of defense that his troops had just established.

The forest behind can provide many good materials, which can make the whole defensive position stronger.

After all, they have to rest here for several days, and it is very necessary to build a more comfortable defensive position.

Burrison's men quickly compacted the soil on the edge of the trench facing the enemy with the large engineer shovel they carried, and then they laid down cut tree trunks outside.

Finally, in order to camouflage their defensive positions, the soldiers carefully covered the logs with some bushes, branches and dry grass.

The weather is already very cold, so there are no leaves to use as camouflage. The camouflage effect of the entire defensive position is average, and it can only be regarded as a state that is better than nothing.

"Dispose of all the demon corpses around! Otherwise, after two days, there will be a smell, right?" Burrison pointed to the demons who were hiding in the forest and were eventually killed, and ordered.

"I'll send someone to deal with it right away!" The platoon leader of the 1st row agreed, "Should I bury it or burn it?"

"You can figure it out!" Burrison doesn't care about these trivial matters. What he cares more about is the state of his soldiers: "Burn that succubus' body! Keep an eye on all the soldiers, don't let them make mistakes !"

Most of Borisen's men are the first batch of soldiers to enter the Demon Realm. They basically have their own families and their own children. Impulse will ruin many people's lives - Borisen doesn't want to see This kind of thing happened, so he decided to do something about it.

"Understood!" The platoon leader gave a military salute, and then led a few of his subordinates to the forest behind them. Soon, thick smoke rose there, and the corpses of the found demons were all reduced to ashes in the thick smoke.