Two days later, after completing the mission in Loen Town and returning to the fifth battalion station in Pork Pride, the first squadron had been repaired for a period of time, and Augustus's state of mind was different from before.
Augustus thought that his service in the federal army would not last too long. As soon as the war was over, he would leave.
On this day, that is, at 6:00 in the morning on June 22, Augustus woke up on time as usual, woke up the soldiers in the squad, and asked them to get dressed immediately and go to the canteen where the camp was stationed to have breakfast.
At this time, there were two silver moons in the sky, and the outline of another moon and a brighter sun appeared on the horizon. The company dormitory became noisy, and the sleepy Marines were crowded into the small space.
In the aisle, people were swarming towards the military canteen.
Augustus got a piece of toasted bread and fried pork sausage in the cafeteria. He sat at the alloy template dining table and chatted with Renault opposite him, talking about some insider information about the corruption of the federal government disclosed by the UNN Global News Network.
According to the report, Harnack and Josephine were chatting loudly and dirty jokes.
"Does anyone know where we are going today? I didn't read the mission briefing." Private Zander held a piece of bread in his mouth, while Hanak on his left was devouring it.
"The specific location of the central city of Pork Pride should be eight miles northwest of our camp." Josephine showed no restraint or elegance as a noble while gnawing bread, looking like a starving ghost reincarnated: "Guess what?
, there is an engineering team doing construction there, and the superiors sent us there to be their nannies, because it is very close to the kennels of the Camorians."
Just as he was talking, Josephine swallowed another whole roasted pig intestine, which almost made him choke. He couldn't help but pinch his neck and rolled his eyes. He grabbed Hanak's porridge bowl next to him and started to drink it.
So, when the assembly bugle sounded, Harnack and Josephine were squeezing each other's necks.
"Take your M-2 backpacks and gather at the A-2-7 military camp square!" While everyone was laughing, several noncommissioned officers came in and shouted. Regardless of whether they had finished eating or not, all the soldiers followed suit.
Done.
Augustus led the first squad into the barracks and armory where the Sigma Gray Wolf emblem was engraved on the wall, and put on his own power armor.
Since it is not too far from the central city, and it has been less than a week since the 33rd Ground Assault Division arrived in Turasis, there are very few transport aircraft that can fly in the atmosphere for their use. The first company took the Bok Pride
Heavy trucks lent to them by the Army Logistics and Transportation Corps headed to their destinations, while other trucks were loaded with bullets, grenades and explosives.
Each truck can only carry 6 to 8 heavily armored marines at most. Augustus, Renault and several other soldiers of the first group sat in a truck bed. The entrance and exit of the truck bed were connected by a pair of
It was sealed with heavy windproof curtains.
When you fold up the windshield, you can see outside the car. There are dozens of similar trucks behind their car.
At first, the convoy drove to the north of the station on a straight urban road in Bok's Pride. Although there were occasionally a few craters on the road, it was still flat. Once the convoy entered the city center, the speed immediately slowed down.
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Because this section of the city was once the main battlefield in the war between the Federation and Kaimorian, it changed hands repeatedly between the two sides within a few months.
Today, the entire city center has become a ruins covered with huge craters, barbed wire, abandoned combat vehicles and tanks. Rows of skyscrapers stand silently, as if they are tombstones of this once prosperous city.
About two miles after driving out of the station, Augustus saw a different scene. A large number of ragged refugees were staggering along the road.
The number of these groups ranged from dozens to hundreds. In a matter of ten minutes, Augustus had seen thousands of such people.
People with dull expressions were carrying bags on their backs, pushing carts and old suitcases, on which sat children who were neither crying nor fussing or various kinds of metal garbage, most of which were parts of robots or cars.
These people are called scavengers by the local garrison of Turasis. With the tacit approval of the local garrison, they make a living by entering the city to search for valuable garbage or other things abandoned in it.
The city where Augustus's 4th Brigade was stationed, Pork's Pride, was originally part of the Tyranid Federation. It was once a large city with two million Tyranids. There were more workers and farmers living in the industrial areas and farms outside the city.
.But after becoming a strategic location, this city has become the main battlefield.
In that part of the city controlled by Camorion, all the urban population became miners and laborers serving large factories. They were whipped and enslaved by Camorian overseers and had to work endlessly until they died of exhaustion in order to produce products for the war.
More weapons and supplies.
The Terran Federation forcibly drove all the people in its controlled areas to lower cities and suburbs far away from the war zone, but refused to provide living security for the war refugees.
Augustus's truck advanced past the shambling group of refugees and drove a few more miles before finally turning at a long east-west river and heading west along an asphalt road that was pockmarked by artillery fire.
To the north of the convoy is the rippling Paddick River, which is more than a thousand miles long and looks like a golden ribbon in the bright morning sunshine.
The Paddick River, which flows through the center of Polk's Pride, bisects this majestic city in two. The widest part of the river in the center of the city reaches five miles.
Before being involved in the war, there were three sky train tracks and more than ten steel bridges connecting the northern and southern parts of the city as a whole. Hundreds of artificial canals dug along the Padick River and its tributaries added to the city's
The unique charm of a city on the water and the intricate canal network make the barge transportation industry of Polk Pride increasingly prosperous.
In its most prosperous period, the slow-flowing man-made canals of Polk's Pride were not only filled with large freighters, but also luxury yachts ridden by the upper class and retro-style sailing ships using modern technology. On both sides of the river were towering skyscrapers, office buildings, squares and
garden.
Due to the pollution caused by the prosperous oil refineries and crystal ore purification factories, the sky of Bok's Pride at that time was always filled with thick fog-like crystal dust, and the blue canal network was covered with endless, sparkling crystal clouds.
Since more than twenty years ago, the music, etiquette and literary works of the medieval Earth Age have become the favorites of the upper class of Polk Pride to show off their elegant taste and show off the ancient history of the family.
The rich sit on expensive and fashionable yachts and cruise ships while listening to music handed down from the Middle Ages while admiring the beautiful scenery, while the debauchers are having fun. Time seems to have returned to the Victorian London of the ancient Earth, where the rich sit on their
Boat tour on the Thames.
The prosperous cities of the past can only be found in documentaries and postcards. Nowadays, most of the canals have dried up due to river siltation. When the rainy season comes, the swollen river water will flow back into the rivers, causing floods. Some of the blocked canals are still there.
The artificial canal that has not dried up has become a smelly ditch, and the dark green river surface is filled with garbage.
When the convoy arrived at its destination, the engineering company was clearing rubble in an area marked off by cordons, using fusion welding guns to splice together prefabricated modular alloy steel building panels to build barracks, supply depots, garages and armories.
The area they were working in was about two miles away from the Paddick River.
The division of labor within the engineering company is very clear. While some people are driving engineering vehicles to build new barracks, other engineers are busy setting up tripods, building water towers and engines, building septic tanks, and laying wires and water pipes underground. There are rows of barracks.
And the camp signal control lights rose from the ground at an alarming speed.