"Are you kidding...Are you kidding...How can a place like this have any economic benefits?" Listening to the roar of cannons outside, two noble businessmen living in the barracks shivered and kept smoking.
The two of them came to the front line to inspect, but by accident, they ran into a large-scale counterattack by the demon army.
City No. 48 was originally an important asset that the two of them were responsible for developing, but now it has become a hot potato in their eyes.
Originally, everyone thought that the devil was at the end of its rope and there would be no counterattack at all. But now, the devil's troops have already reached the outside of the city. It is not difficult to break into the city with this formation...
In fact, if the previous white-robed God's Attendant troops wanted to invade City 48, they would have actually invaded City 48. After all, City 48 only had light-armed logistics troops, and their combat effectiveness was insufficient.
It's a pity that those white-robed god waiters are old fools. Instead of raiding the city, they went to find more important radar stations and arsenals to attack.
This left behind City No. 48, the headquarters of the 1st Armored Corps, and the two unlucky noble businessmen in front of them.
"Listen, listen to the sound of artillery... Damn it! This is the front line, not a safe place at all." The noble businessman who was still talking and laughing earlier, preparing to influence His Majesty the Emperor's decision-making, held his head as if to drown out all the scary sounds.
Block out.
He had been listening to the sound of artillery all night. The illumination bombs were launched one after another at night, and the sight of anti-aircraft missiles soaring into the sky made him tremble with fear.
He had never seen a real war. Just the horrific scenes and sounds before his eyes had already made his liver and gallbladder split.
Although City No. 48 was not attacked by demons, the army here still entered a state of emergency. The anti-aircraft missiles deployed outside the city have been firing to intercept the camouflaged demon air force fighters trying to approach.
In the early morning, two devil-made B-17 camouflage bombers crashed on the outskirts of City No. 48. The huge explosion shook the earth and woke up the two poor guys who had finally slept for a few minutes.
Now the two of them each have two dark circles under their eyes, and the expressions on their faces are already in a trance. What they want to do most now is to get in a car and leave this damn frontline city as soon as possible.
"Why can't we leave? Are they planning to leave us to those demons?" The noble businessman who had been nagging raised his head and asked his silent companion.
"Shut up!" the companion scolded irritably, then walked to the window and lit a cigar.
Then, he realized that the window might be a dangerous place, and impatiently walked back to the edge of the bed, and sat down: "Didn't you tell us? The way back is not safe."
At this time, the elf bodyguard responsible for the safety of the two businessmen came in. He looked at the two poor people who had not slept all night, and said: "The military's response is the truth. They are indeed unable to guarantee our safety on the way back.
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He is a professional, so his vision is naturally different: "Heavy armored infantry were replenished here in the morning, and martial law is everywhere..."
"I asked, if we insist on leaving, we can do it ourselves." The elf bodyguard glanced at the two employers and expressed his opinion: "However, the demon's troops have penetrated into the rear. If we are on the way,
We encountered the devil's counterattack force, and I cannot guarantee the safety of you two."
As an Elf magician, he knows that he alone may not be able to deal with too many demons. He was not a master to begin with, but the real Elf masters are now serving in the First Elf Army.
Woolen cloth……
"Then we can't go back?" The businessman holding a cigar finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Can we just stay here and wait to die?"
"No matter how you look at it, it's safer to stay here." The elf bodyguard gave his opinion: "You can also ask the guy outside the door."
The guy outside the door he was talking about was the human driver who came with them. That man was also a mercenary, and he was a mercenary who had served as a soldier.
"I also think it's safer to stay here." The soundproofing effect of this room is very average. The mercenary outside the door also heard the conversation inside and shouted lazily so that everyone inside could hear clearly.
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In his opinion, the place where they live has thick brick walls and a second-floor structure. Even if something goes wrong, they can stay there and wait for help. It is much safer than in the wilderness.
"Anyway, this is also the headquarters of the 1st Armored Corps. There are thousands of soldiers and officers stationed here... If we go out, the only ones who can fight are me and the guy in the room." He
After saying that, he closed his mouth, held the cigarette firmly in his mouth and lowered his head to light it.
He was still holding the AK-47 rifle in his arms, and the stubble on his face was already very thick. He had been here for several days and had basically not shaved his face properly.
"Boom!" As if in response to his words, another low rumbling sound, like distant thunder, came from the artillery position outside the city.
That's large-caliber artillery supporting the shooting. The devil's troops launched a general attack this morning. The battle has been going on until now, and there is still no winner or loser.
"I'll sell this damn city management right when I get back... I don't want to stay in this shabby place for a second longer!" the businessman holding a cigar said bitterly.
"This is hell! Damn hell!" Another businessman who had been making noises held his head and lay back on the bed, rolling back and forth.
He could easily fall asleep now, and then wake up again with the next roar of a cannon. He had been doing this for several hours, and for such a long time, every minute and every second was a moment to him.
kind of torture.
War, for a person who grew up in a peaceful environment, is a torture from every angle.
"Whoosh...hoo!" Another anti-aircraft missile soared into the sky, dragging a long line of thick smoke across the clean sky.
The noisy businessman who was already lying on the bed and fell asleep once again jumped up from the bed holding his head: "Damn...damn...do you still have a cigar? Give me one...give me one...
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On the other side, a cigar-smoking businessman took out an exquisite cigarette case from his pocket. After opening it, he found that there was no cigar left. He threw the expensive cigarette case to the ground in annoyance: "What the hell!"——