For more than half a year, the Tang Empire was busy building water plants, building power plants, and building various factories, but it was not busy gathering troops to prepare for the cross-sea landing.
Tang Mo, the emperor, was concerned about food and wine, how many new movie theaters were built across the country, and the eight newly formed football clubs, but he was not concerned about the situation in the Eastern Continent.
Even Prime Minister Roger went to Shu to personally inquire about the agricultural production situation. Deputy Prime Minister Chu Muzhou recently inspected work in Fengjiang, and Imperial Chief of Staff Loew organized the mobilization and construction of garrison troops in the central region in Yongping... So many big shots,
Almost no one asked about the battle plan for landing on the Eastern Continent.
Only a few young staff officers in the staff quarreled red-faced every day over the landing point, as if as long as they won the argument here, His Majesty the Emperor would agree to their plan and implement it immediately.
The problem was that the more they discussed it, the faster the matter seemed to cool down. Even some generals who had actively requested war, including Feng Kezhi, were no longer interested in landing on the Eastern Continent.
Everyone is thinking of ways to build infrastructure, and the military has also stepped up to do what it can. However, the originally planned landing exercise was directly postponed by three months and three months.
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In a trench filled with planks, a Dornish Empire soldier was looking at the beach in front of him in a daze. He had been stationed here for more than a month, and his daily job was to wait here for the arrival of the powerful Tang Dynasty.
Not far in front of him was an obstacle area composed of a wide barbed wire fence. Any enemy who tried to climb over this area would be torn to pieces by machine gun fire from both sides.
The entire trench was carefully designed, and I heard that many of the details were lessons learned from the lives of Qin soldiers.
The ammunition was stored in small storage pits dug horizontally on the walls of the trenches that were easily accessible, and drainage channels were reserved below the trenches.
There is a covered bullet-proof area at regular intervals, which can also be used as a temporary treatment area to store the wounded if the battle is fierce.
Directly behind these enclosed bullet shelters, there is usually a machine gun fire point to cover your own side and suppress the oncoming enemy troops.
There are spare trenches behind the trenches, and there are communication trenches connecting the two trenches. There are a total of three criss-crossing defense lines, and in some places there are even as many as five.
There are artillery positions in the most open area of the position, with one or two 100mm or 105mm caliber howitzers. They can block the beach with their measured shooting points and cause huge trouble for the Tang army.
The emplacements of these artillery pieces are reinforced with cement, have roofs on them, and are camouflaged, making them difficult to detect and difficult to destroy.
Further back, larger-caliber artillery was ready, and some of the underground ammunition depots dozens of meters deep were even connected to each other, which could serve as tunnels to support each other when necessary.
It seemed that all the places were designed very reasonably, so the Dornish soldier standing in the trench felt that the Tang army would definitely not come here to die.
But what he, a little soldier, didn't know was that the planks installed on the trench in front of him to prevent collapse were half thinner than specified.
The place where he was was even a model project. Further away, the quality, depth, and even length of the trenches were compromised.
"What are you looking at?" The squad leader walked up behind the soldier, took out an off-brand cigarette from his pocket, and stuffed it into his mouth: "Look at the sea every day, what's new?"
"There is no sea in my hometown. This is the first time I have seen such a big... sea. It is so wide and has such big waves. I wonder how someone could come from the other side of the sea and attack such a strong defense line." Soldier
Seeing his squad leader, he stood at attention and answered the other person's question.
"This is not a problem that you should worry about. The superiors just issued an order to allow soldiers to take turns to take leave and go to nearby cities for recreation." The squad leader struck the damp match several times, finally lit the cigarette, and then said
There is good news for everyone.
"Can I go to Neverwinter Port?" The soldier was curious about what the prosperous city that was very close to his garrison was like, so he asked excitedly.
"I've been there before, and it's not that good. It was bombed very badly, and you can see some craters on the streets." The squad leader blew out a smoke ring in a bored manner, shook his head, and said with a dazed look in his eyes.
He seemed to remember something, and then flicked the cigarette ashes with his finger and said, "But the girls there are quite nice. Although the price is expensive, they are really pretty and they know how to play... Forget it, I've said too much.
You don’t understand either, just a chick.”
"I, I have a lover back home." The young soldier emphasized with some dissatisfaction, but thinking of that rustic village girl, he felt a little guilty.
When he just said he wanted to go to Neverwinter, he actually wanted to meet the girls in the city. He heard the sergeants in charge of the radio equipment boast that the girls there were gentle and sexy, and they were simply goddesses.
"Then I don't recommend you to go there. I heard it's really not that good there now." The squad leader suggested very considerately.
When we get to the big cities, the little salary that the soldiers have is not enough to spend, and the place is already in such a depressed state that it is a bit disappointing.
The bombings of the Tang Army destroyed many bustling neighborhoods. The bustling streets and sexy chicks in the past were almost extinct. They were replaced by a group of street gangsters selling black crows everywhere.
As long as someone is infected with that stuff, the meager military salary will be drained out quickly. This is what he heard from a company commander next door. A platoon leader of the other party was made inhuman by that drug.
Ghost or not...
"Can I go home and have a look during the holidays?" Xiaobing thought of another place to go.
The monitor sighed, shook his head and said: "There are only two days, and everyone only has two days off. If I were you, I would use these two days to find a place to take a good bath, and then sleep on a clean bed.
Have a good sleep.”
He was telling the truth, because living in such a cramped trench was very depressing. It was filled with the stench of sweat and annoying fleas. Rats could be seen everywhere, and the hygiene of the soldiers was very problematic.
If the Tang Empire didn't fight back, maybe some kind of plague would break out here soon and kill all the soldiers like them...
