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"what do you?"
The middle-aged man faced the intimidation of dozens of pairs of obviously hostile and fierce eyes and slightly less than that number of "iron rods" equipped with three-edged spikes. The companion behind him raised the dagger and small buckler used for fighting and stood ready. The thrusting posture was full of tension, hostile confrontation, and the air was as dangerous as the depths of a dragon's lair. Leonardo's eyes seemed to be splitting open the young man's chest, motionless, not avoiding danger, and at the same time not allowing the opponent to dodge the problem. passed.
Under the strong pressure, the fingers holding the trigger trembled. The rigorous daily training had a remarkable effect, and not a single round was fired before the commander gave the order.[
[What kind of training have these guys received...]
Campbell, who had gray hair tucked between his temples, glanced at the handsome, metal-cold faces, feeling a sudden sensation on his anxious and burning nerves. These were older kids with pointy ears who looked about the same age as his own son. He was not disturbed by the situation or the voice, and focused on every move on his side. As long as the strange black-haired boy gave an order or the person in the center of the encirclement made any move that could be regarded as an attack, the elf in green uniform would hold the weapon in his hand. - Installing spiked iron pipes and square iron blocks requires three elves to operate. Complex iron pipes, thick or thin, will immediately spit out fire, making the target in front of you lie down with holes all over it.
——Just like the unlucky Bear Cavalry.
The overwhelming smell of rust, burnt smell, and saltpeter smell with a hint of residual heat floated in the wind. Cold and sticky sweat oozed from Campbell's armpits, and his hands holding the dagger gained a little more strength.
What went wrong? When did the elves have such powerful and ferocious fighting power and weapons? Weren't these guys already capable of fighting hundreds of years ago?
The black-haired boy who had the core answer crossed his arms and looked at the humans with a spine-chilling smile. He might be thinking about how to deal with the meat-like humans on the chopping board, or he might be thinking about the sudden question in front of him.
Why did the situation become so dangerous? We need to go back a little to a few hours ago——
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"Do I have to eat bread?"
The little girl's raised mouth looks very cute. The short-sleeved jumper and skirt are in a matching pink color. Chloe, who has already aroused the viewer's desire for protection, is wrapped in children's clothing, and the audience, regardless of gender, becomes more enthusiastic. I felt the urge to hold this over-energetic kitten in my arms.
"It's not black bread, it's special white bread. The white bread baked from fermented flour is soft and fluffy. It's not hard at all."
Brunhil raised the knife and cut the heated bread into thin slices suitable for Chloe to chew, spread the jam on it, put the fried egg on it, covered it with another piece of bread, and handed it to Chloe.
The little girl timidly took it, which was completely different from the brown bread that was dry and hard in her impression, and would never be swallowed without being soaked in hot soup. The soft feel and tempting fragrance made Chloe move her index fingers, cautiously. After biting off the edge of the bread, the soft and delicious texture immediately dispelled the little girl's suspicion, and she started to fight hard with the eggs between the slices of bread.
Brynhil couldn't help laughing as he watched Chloe devouring the bread. At the tasting meeting after the Food Department improved the bread-making process, the initial hesitation and subsequent scramble came to mind again.
At that time, the most brave and powerful person in the battle for bread was Freya. The agile elf girl jumped over a bunch of smelly boys. Major Freya, who had not enough in her arms and still had two pieces of bread in her mouth, was really...
This made Brynhild, the elder sister, dumbfounded.
She is always open to all kinds of delicacies, and her petite figure cannot gain weight no matter how much she eats - especially her breasts. With these two characteristics, Freya has a childlike appearance and a sensitive sense of a small animal.
But unlike the greedy and mischievous little domestic cat in front of me, my sister is closer to a little wild cat who is fearless.
"It's so delicious. Are all elves' breads so delicious? Did my sister become so beautiful after eating such delicious bread?"
After licking all the crumbs off her fingers and taking a big gulp of milk mushroom soup, Chloe burped mischievously and asked sheepishly to the girl with long pointed ears in front of her.
"It wasn't very good before...the bread was dry and hard, and there was sand and pebbles in it. Colonel...After Mr. Li Lin led everyone out of the valley, everyone filled their stomachs, put on beautiful clothes, and...
After the house became warm, I gradually had time to study how to make bread taste better."[
"Is Mr. Li Lin such a great person? Then he must be very good at cooking, right?"
"Your Excellency's cooking skills...are really not that good."
The eager question made Brunhil blush a little. Fortunately, Chloe's body began to shake. After a few moments of shaking, she was lying in the arms of the elf girl, and she snored slightly at the same time.
Laying Chloe's body flat, Brunhil shook her head. The guilt and motherhood in her heart were suppressed. Before becoming a woman, the consciousness of an officer was first restored to her.
[Even if it is unfair and disgraceful to do so, we have no choice but to bite the bullet and go on. 】
After gritting her teeth and sorting out her mood, the girl covered her sleeping body with a blanket and asked the hygienist who walked into the tent.
"About 2 hours, enough for the battle to be over, Major."
"Really...how is the maintenance of the MS? Are the guys in the technical department lazy? You must not be negligent in maintaining the wire-controlled cannon of [Rose]."
"Eberbach's technical director, Technical Lieutenant Heinrich and several other maintenance officers are still inspecting. Just now, Major Till made the same request to the technicians maintaining [Dendrobium Orchid]. Until new orders arrive, they
Everyone will be tense and waiting."
The answer was sonorous and powerful, but the female medical officer's shaking eyes revealed some small thoughts.
"The battle with the orcs is just a carnival for the infantry. In the subsequent battles, the power of the [Xiangshi] is indispensable."
[The battle that follows]——The health worker who heard this phrase tensed up and glanced at the corner of the tent reflexively.
A dark box sleeps there.
It is said to be pitch black, but there are silver lines on the edge of the box outlining Rune runes to ward off evil and disaster, and a strange pattern is painted in gold on the lid of the box.
The elf woman stretched her hands to the sky in prayer, and on the left and right sides were human and orc men kneeling on the ground to serve the holy elf daughter.
What this theme shows is the reason for the existence of [The Key to the Box], and it also shows how the elves have endured humiliation for hundreds of years while devaluing those two races at the ideological level.
The calm was broken by shouts and shouts, and the elf girls, whose souls were almost sucked away by the box, looked up and looked outside the tent.
"Should we start?"
With a cold whisper, Brunhil quickly walked out of the tent, and the soldiers on the position were making final inspections of their respective weapons.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the original prayer has been turned into a curse by humiliation, resentment, and the poison of millions of undead. Once the curse can be broken now, and all the injustice in the world can be burned away, the only one can do it.
Just that one.
Therefore - neither the army nor oneself will allow failure to discredit Colonel Li Lin.
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Captain Sorokin looked at the convoy on the edge of the bushes, the messy defense composed of earth ditches and circular wires, and the corners of his mouth twisted uncontrollably.
"A bunch of imbecile monkeys!"
The bear orcs grinned and cursed the orcs' affectionate terms for humans with a scary smile. The dog-skin hat decorated with the beautiful tail feathers of the snow chicken swayed with the movement of his head. Several rifles on the elf position followed the bird feather.
, the snipers carefully adjusted the straight line trajectory between the muzzle and the hood.
The distance is about 680 meters, which is a bit far. Staff Sergeant Konig is confident enough about this distance. With just a little pressure from his index finger, a 792mm copper-skinned steel-core peanut will leave the barrel of the gun and drill into the conspicuous hole.
If you can't get enough of the fluffy head, turn that fluffy head into a small bursting watermelon. Just pull the trigger with your finger...
The first-class noncommissioned officer slowly exhaled the hot air in his abdomen. In addition to teaching him the knowledge of using, repairing, and maintaining firearms and various tactics, the military academy also taught him how to abide by steel-like discipline and carry out the orders given by his superiors to the letter.
The command.
Holding a sniper type 1231 (universal continental calendar for all human countries) semi-automatic rifle (gewehr31), as silent as a stone on the battlefield, it is no longer the wolf hunting boy playing with bows and arrows in the Castilian mountains. The grandfather, the boy and
After running through the story of the wolf in his head, the sergeant expelled the strong urge to blow his head off from his mind.
He is a soldier and it is his duty to obey orders.
Before the commander issued the order, the anxious comrades around the sniper worked hard to suppress the desire to pull the trigger until the tempting target was out of range. A sigh of regret sounded on the position, and they stood and raised their guns to aim.
Three bricks need to be hung on the front of the barrel, and when the number of target rings is not enough, a brick must be added to raise the gun again - such boring and monotonous training is just to look forward to the moment of shooting the enemy.
He snorted and there was no more movement.
Like a hungry wolf that has missed its prey and is concentrating on preparing for the next attack. The sniper removed his finger from the trigger and put on the guard. Through the VE optically finished sight, his beautiful blue eyes searched for a field taller than a human.
The wild grassland. You can vaguely see some wild grass swaying unnaturally, and occasionally there are a few leather hats and iron helmets passing by among the grass.
[I really don’t know if they did it on purpose...]
There is no study or introduction about the discipline status of humans and orcs in the military academy. I have occasionally heard some bad rumors, but they are only used as references with low credibility. Now I use optical aids to examine the grassland that has completely lost its hidden meaning.
, Konig could only express his dumbfounded feelings towards this casual attitude in his heart.
Captain Sorokin, who had brought his scouts back from the edge of life and death without realizing it, never cared much about the military discipline of his men. Like his colleagues and fellow human beings, Captain Sorokin did not think that during the battle or after the end of the battle.
, it is a problem to indulge the suffocated Qiu Ba to slaughter, set fire, rape, and rob. That is the reward that the [gray animals] who have lived and died for him deserve. Learn to get satisfaction from slaughter and indulgence, and the animals will become like
Falling in love with fighting on the battlefield as much as you love liquor, this is a little trick in leading troops.
As for the civilians of the enemy country who lost their lives...who cares about them?
This is how humans and orcs alike kill infidels, kill civilians, and plunder everything they can take away. In this way, they encourage their men to fight bravely until the last drop of blood is shed.
Now, a similar scene will take place again.
"soldiers!!"
The centurion rode his sturdy black wildebeest in front of a phalanx of 4 Centuries, coming from Sibor (x
) His companions, who had fought all the way to this point in the grassland, carried him on their backs and passed in front of groups of bear cavalry with chests puffed out.
"The other party is just a group of businessmen led by children! There are only more than 100 people in total!"
There is still more than 100 meters between the [Carrion Crows] assembly point and the wild grassland that serves as a barrier, so Sorokin's high-profile speech is not at all worried about being heard by opponents hundreds of meters away, even if it is heard
, in the open grassland and the small bush, is it possible for a mere 100 people to escape from the hands of more than 400 cavalry?
"I can tell you what I saw! The target is just a group of cowards who know how to dig trenches! They are more cowardly than pheasants, fatter and stupider than wild ducks in autumn! They dug a small trench to surround themselves, thinking that they would be able to huddle in it.
I escaped a disaster, thinking that I could stop the warriors' charge!!!"
The vulgar and unrestrained laughter scares away the birds in the depths of the forest that are not too far away. Full of pride, pride, and contempt, the relaxed laughter injects dangerous heat into the air.
In fact, the captain admired the merchants' ability to use the terrain. They set up a position with their backs against a bush that was taller than a person. A wire fence similar to a horse barrier surrounded the perimeter, allowing the cavalry to use roundabout flanking tactics.
, we can only attack from the front, thus avoiding the worst situation of being attacked from both sides.
But so what?
As far back as the Great War, orc warriors without swords would charge in fear with sticks or bare hands. After the warriors with weapons died in battle, the empty-handed warriors would immediately pick up their weapons and continue charging.
They are orcs and bear tribe, a fighting nation that is tougher and more capable than the cold, wind and snow!
The beast factor deeply implanted in their bodies and flowing in their blood is being awakened with the massive secretion of adrenaline. The urge to split their heads, cut open their chests, tear their limbs, and bite their throats gradually surges into their heated brains.
The green light flickered under the iron helmet.
A flag depicting a crow pecking at corpses was erected, and the stench of carrion was emitted from the heavy breathing. Bloodthirsty instincts not only filled the simple mind, but the atmosphere was also disturbed by the overflowing heat.
"The last time, this is our last hunting on this land. After packing up this caravan, we will go back to our hometown, boys! You are about to marry the girl you like in your hometown with glory!!"
Warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles and made achievements that can boast of their achievements will show homesickness from time to time even when suffering from mild symptoms of war poisoning. This group of Qiu Ba has been away from home for 3 years, fighting day after day - transfer
In the boring life, the feeling of homesickness keeps accumulating, "I can finally go home!" - Such a temptation that is within reach is something that the soldiers who hope to return home alive and honorable every day cannot resist.
"Thank you, sir!"
The usual mantras used by soldiers in the ancient tribal era were shouted out again. The emotions of the soldiers, captains of ten, centurions and even Captain Sorokin were heightened to the highest climax. Victory is not a difficult thing. Convoys, businessmen, small
Ditch...
That's just a very simple little thing.
"Form into a wedge formation, rush out of the grass and sprint at full speed. Break through according to the old rules. After one charge, all troubles will be gone."
The confident commander issued his tactical plan, and his hot-headed subordinates had no doubts about it.
——It’s really easy.
No one noticed that there was a strange big bird without wings circling above their heads in the sky. No one could look past the grass and catch the trenches of Ve Company, holding various types of knock-off weapons and training in knock-off 07 style.
Excited expressions gradually appeared on the faces of the new recruits who served [Rabbit].
No orc could foresee that their captain's promise to "return to his hometown to get married after this battle" actually raised a flag that no one could return home.
"The Mother Goddess protects the Tsar——!!!!"
Pulling out the brand-new Albion standard cavalry sword that he had just acquired, the commander's high-pitched declaration received a sympathetic response from many.
"The Mother Goddess protects the Tsar——!!!!!!!"
Under the guidance of the rider, the wildebeest enters the control at a trot, gradually increasing its speed and preparing to launch an impact.
The orcs entered the combat state with great joy, and happily jumped towards the [Fat] on the other side.
The gates of hell will be opened for those who know nothing.
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Quiz Little Theater
Brunhil: As expected of a furry bear, they are indeed a fighting nation.
Li Lin: When fighting these guys, you must be prepared to drown in a sea of blood.
Brunhil: Fortunately, they don’t have a leader named [Steel], otherwise they wouldn’t be able to solve the problem even with the magic modification of G43.
Li Lin: Today’s quiz question is also related to this aspect.
Brunhil: Yes, today’s question is: Who is the prototype of Sergeant Konig? It’s very simple, right? If you have the patience and conditions, please also answer the prototype of the prototype for extra points and refinement.