Chapter 405: The rewards for warriors are not only spoils of war, but also applause and flowers
The bridge of the Iron Heart.
Next to the tilted chair, there were scattered documents that had not been burned in time. The screen of the control console connected to the radar was smashed, but the chassis was still intact and it was not difficult to repair it.
It can be seen that those people fled in a very embarrassed and hurried manner, and they didn't even have time to completely destroy the things here.
Thanks to this.
The Iron Heart was able to fall into the hands of the Alliance almost intact.
"A thousand-man team appeared in the north of Dawn City, suspected to be a mercenary organization... But they have been solved by Xiao Qi!"
"Master, you can rest assured!"
Standing by the French window at the front of the bridge, Chu Guang quietly listened to Xiao Qi's report on the situation in the northern border of the Alliance, and a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Well done."
After the battle, the communication between Ruigu City and Dawn City has been restored, and the signal in the air is particularly good. He can finally talk directly with Xiao Qi like this for a long time without having to worry about network disconnection all the time.
A long time ago, probably when the Northern Expedition just ended, Chu Guang was on guard against threats from the north.
Whether it was the investigation of the source of the Bone Chewing Tribe's arms or the contact with the "Firestone" Group's envoys, it showed that the Legion had its own intelligence network in the Bugela Free State and had unclear interests with the local people.
According to the confession of the surrendered officers under Dillon, Condra, the captain of the 140,000th Squadron, was in the Bugela Free State.
Chu Guang could even assert that the Bone Chewing Tribe that swept across the River Valley Province was one of the works of this intelligence network. And the purpose was probably to support a vassal similar to the Falcon Kingdom in the River Valley Province.
Obviously, the Legion did not give up because of the failure of an expedition, including their military operations in the Luoxia Province, which were a bit like paving the way for the next expedition.
The Alliance's large forces were pinned down on the Western Front by the Iron Heart. If the intelligence network operated by the Legion in the Bugela Free State did not make any moves, he would be surprised.
After listening to Xiao Qi's report, the stone hanging in Chu Guang's heart finally fell to the ground.
The heavy rain outside the French window has stopped.
Looking at the crumbling dusk and the earth that is about to fall at night, Chu Guang's thoughts can't help but fly to a hundred kilometers away with the dusk, looking at the land illuminated by the sunset.
Although he can only see a vague outline, he can feel the storm brewing there.
But in any case, he has finished the battle at home, and the Heart of Steel has been left in the River Valley Province forever. The legion will no longer be able to covet the land under his feet in a short time.
With the help of Yunsong and his 26th Commando, the coalition forces of the four kingdoms should be able to resist for a while.
And before the army goes to Luoxia Province, he can also take a breath and stop for a moment to appreciate the rainbow after the rain...
At this time, the sound of footsteps outside the door interrupted Chu Guang's thoughts.
Lv Bei, wearing a Type 5 "Light Cavalry" exoskeleton, stood at the door, his right fist pressed against the chest armor covered with bullet marks and cracks, and said respectfully.
"Sir, I brought the man you wanted!"
When reporting, the young man's eyes flashed not only with respect, but also with obvious admiration.
As Chu Guang's personal guard, the Guards Regiment also participated in the encirclement and suppression of the 1,000-man Air Marine Corps in the previous battle.
The figure riding on the back of the Death Claw and charging with a hammer raised high has been deeply engraved in his mind.
Although standing on the front line does not affect the greatness of that sir, at that moment, the majestic back bathed in holy light seemed to be sublimated.
He was sure that he was not the only one who had that feeling.
Retracting his gaze from the French window, Chu Guang turned around and looked at the door.
I saw a pale man with a raised nose standing next to Lv Bei.
Judging from his physique, he is far from those tall Marine officers, and more like a civilian or technician.
And the fact is indeed so.
According to the intelligence provided by the battlefield veteran and the confession of the prisoners, this man is called Finod, the logistics chief of the Iron Heart, and his military rank is a thousand-man captain.
Although he does not lead troops, he has two more stars on his shoulder straps than Vanus.
When the fight broke out, he happened to be at the base of the Air Marine Corps. Later, the camp was attacked by the Jungle Corps and was forced to retreat to the Fallen Leaf Camp one kilometer away.
He missed General McLennan's escape pod, missed the last train of Kolwe, and finally collided with the armored formation of the Skeleton Corps.
It is not easy to surrender alive in a sense.
Seeing Chu Guang looking at him, Finod swallowed hard, tried to squeeze out a forced smile from his face, and took the initiative to speak.
"I... can pay the ransom."
Hearing this, Chu Guang smiled faintly.
"Five million dinars."
Hearing this astronomical figure, Finod's face, which was already pale and blue, turned even paler, and he tried to bargain with a trembling voice.
"I, I'm just a thousand-man captain... Is five million too much?"
Chu Guang said casually.
"Then six million dinars will be fine."
Hearing the number of six million, Finod immediately shut up and stopped talking.
He had already guessed that the man in front of him had no intention of letting him go, and the ransom figure was completely casually reported.
Six million dinars...
This money is enough to arm three thousand-man teams!
Although the position of logistics chief did bring him some job conveniences, even if he had ten thousand guts, he would not dare to do so.
Finod swallowed his saliva, and a trace of fear gradually appeared in his eyes.
Is this guy planning to sacrifice himself because he didn't catch other big fish?
As he was thinking about it, Finod felt his calves go weak.
It's not that he's afraid of death.
It's just that he hasn't made up his mind to be loyal to the Marshal...
Chu Guang glanced at this guy and asked with interest.
"You've become the logistics chief, and you can't even come up with this little money?"
Finod said bitterly.
"Sir, do you know what 5 million dinars means?"
"I don't know, I'm not interested, and your ransom is 6 million. If you can't come up with the money, just work honestly and try to get leniency," Chu Guang smiled faintly as he saw a glimmer of hope rekindled on that face full of despair, and then asked, "Can you fly an airship?"
Finod nodded nervously.
"A little bit... I roughly know how to make it move."
"That's enough," Chu Guang nodded, and continued, "I'll watch here, you drive, target Qingquan City. If it deviates, I don't need to say much about the consequences."
Hearing this, Finod's face instantly twisted into a bitter gourd, and he trembled in a timid voice.
"My lord..."
"What's wrong?"
"The wing on the left side of the airship has been dismantled by you... Now there is only the tail power left," Finod said bitterly, "Let alone driving to Qingquan City, there is a risk of floating away if the anchor chain is put away now..."
Yes.
The wing seems to be broken.
Chu Guang admitted that he was indeed a little too excited. After all, it was hard not to be excited after seizing such a big guy.
It would probably take several days just to count the spoils.
Chu Guang believed that it was not just him who defeated the first world-class BOSS of Wasteland OL. The players must be very happy at this moment.
When the spoils are counted and the battle settlement list is released, he will share the joy of victory with his lovely little players.
After a slight cough, Chu Guang looked at Finod with a difficult expression and said.
"Well, of course I know I can't open it. I just wanted to see if you had any crooked ideas... I am very satisfied with your performance. The ransom can be reduced by 100,000 dinars. Now it is 5.9 million."
Finod smiled bitterly and said nothing.
Chu Guang adjusted his expression and continued.
"Take me around here."
Finod breathed a sigh of relief and bowed his head respectfully.
"Yes."
...
After the Jungle Corps and the Burning Corps took control of the airship, they forced the remaining crew members to lower the altitude of the airship.
Now the Heart of Steel is only 100 meters away from the ground.
Except for players with tasks, most players gathered under the Iron Heart and stood next to the anchor chain to take pictures.
After all, it is the first world-class BOSS in "Wasteland OL".
And it is the first battle of 10,000 people on the server.
It must be commemorated!
Especially looking at the Alliance flag hanging on the Iron Heart, this airship may become the new resurrection point of the Alliance.
Take a photo now, so that you can brag to the newbies in the future - "Look, your novice village was taken down by me!"
Just when the players were busy preparing bragging materials after going offline, Chu Guangzheng took over various areas of the airship from the Jungle Corps with the Guards Corps.
There are about 500 captured crew members.
Most of these crew members are non-combatants, mainly technical personnel such as correcting firepower, operating radar, drawing routes, and driving and repairing ships.
In order to figure out how to drive this airship and how the logistics system works, these people's help is indispensable.
For the prisoners who were willing to cooperate, Chu Guang did not treat them harshly. He handed them all over to the logistics department and arranged for people to learn how to drive airships from them.
If they performed well, they could get their sentences reduced.
To be honest, with the current size of the alliance, it is still difficult to fully digest such a behemoth as the Heart of Steel.
Although the Heart of Steel is an air unit, its combat mode is more like the navy than the air force.
What is frustrating is that there are only two lakes in the alliance, and there is no such thing as a navy.
A series of personnel, including the captain, can only be temporarily promoted from the reserve officers under the army and air force system.
Under the leadership of Finod, Chu Guang came to the ammunition depot of the Heart of Steel.
A steel arch with a thickness of 20 mm is at the end of the corridor, and you need both a password and a key to enter.
"The password is 4731."
After entering the password, Finod took out the key and opened the door, then returned the key to Chu Guang respectfully.
Chu Guang took the key and put it away casually, then glanced into the door and was soon surprised by the amazing scene.
I saw shells thicker than my legs filling up the ammunition racks several meters high, and folded mechanical arms standing next to the ammunition racks, with the base fixed on the T-shaped track.
Chu Guang glanced at the warehouse filled with ammunition, and suddenly asked on a whim.
"Are the locations of all airship ammunition depots the same?"
Finod answered respectfully.
"Of course it's different, sir. Each nuclear-powered airship of the Corps is designed specifically for the 'shield core', and the preservation of each 'shield core' is different... and this is one of the Corps' top secrets."
"It was only after I took up my post that I learned the specific locations of each compartment of the Iron Heart. And many junior officers may not know the specific locations of the ammunition compartment and the power compartment until they leave the airship after their service period expires."
The so-called shield core probably refers to the wreckage of the frigate from the Human Alliance era.
Chu Guang nodded to show that he understood, and stopped asking this fruitless question, and turned to care about the remaining inventory of ammunition.
With the help of the former logistics officer of the Iron Heart, Chu Guang made a rough inventory.
The harvest was also quite gratifying.
There were a total of fifty 400mm rocket-assisted extended-range bombs in the ammunition depot, each weighing nearly 1.5 tons, divided into two types of warheads: fuel-air bombs and conventional bombs.
These "sub-nuclear weapons" that General McLen had not had time to use have now all become the spoils of the alliance.
Not only the ammunition for the main gun, but also nearly 10,000 100mm shells and millions of bullets of various models and calibers are stored in different compartments.
In battle, these ammunition will be transported to various combat positions through mechanical arms and fixed tracks, and according to the different types of ammunition, some will be loaded manually and some will be loaded automatically by machines.
In addition, Chu Guang also found 500 500-kilogram medium-sized bombs and 70 1,000-kilogram large bombs in the ammunition depot!
The power of this thing may be greater than that of the 400mm main gun!
After all, a large part of the weight of the 400mm rocket-assisted range bomb is allocated to the propellant, and most of the weight of this 900-kilogram bomb is in the warhead!
The equivalent of a general fuel-air bomb is more than 8 tons. In comparison, the equivalent of this thing may be more than 20 tons.
According to the introduction of the logistics chief Finod, these bombs are mainly used to deal with solid fixed fortifications and underground bunkers.
Looking at the full row of ammunition racks, Chu Guang couldn't help but feel a little scared.
Fortunately, the airship was towed away.
If it flew to his face with the shield, I'm afraid that except for the people in the shelter, few people on the surface would survive...
The captured spoils of war were not only the ammunition on the airship, but also the military supplies stored in the warehouse, including 500 tons of canned beef and nearly 1,700 tons of compressed biscuits, pickled vegetables and other supplies, which were enough for a 10,000-man army for a whole year.
Even in a small cold storage, Chu Guang found milk popsicles and ice cream stored in the freezer.
Looking at the desserts in the freezer, Chu Guang's eyes were surprised and he teased.
"You live a pretty good life."
Finold smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to answer.
Chu Guang looked at Lu Bei on the side and said with a smile.
"Call a few brothers over later to move the popsicles and ice cream here down, and share them with the soldiers at dinner."
"It says Centurion Special, it should taste good, let everyone try it and see what it tastes like."
After all, he is a child and can't escape greed.
When he heard about food, Lv Bei couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
However, he soon realized his mistake and stood up and saluted.
"Yes! Sir!"
Looking at Lv Bei with an excited face, Chu Guang smiled and said nothing.
Ice cream is not a rare thing in Shuguang City, but this is the front line, and it is not easy to eat something cold.
Now is the hottest time of summer. After just experiencing a war, both the players and the natives are close to the limit of their physical strength.
At this time, it is a good experience to have a piece of ice cream to cool off.
Although there are not as many ice creams here as canned beef, they are still filled in several freezers. It is no problem to share one for each person.
Hearing Chu Guang's words "shared", all the guards of the Guards Corps were happy, only Finod looked regretful.
No one knows better than him, the logistics chief, how expensive these white ice creams are.
Apart from other things, the milk used to make these ice creams is not cheap, but produced from the alpine pastures of the Legion on the Solat River. Each barrel is worth tens of thousands of dinars. Ordinary civilians have no qualifications or channels to buy them.
Although the freezer says that it is specially supplied to centurions, it is too far away from the core territory of the Legion and has only been supplied to officers above the rank of thousand-man long ago.
It is a waste of resources to distribute them to the servants!
But Finod did not say anything.
After all, how to deal with the spoils is the power of the man in front of him, and he is just a prisoner...
...
In addition to ammunition and military supplies, the airship also carries some engineering vehicles and production equipment that have not yet been deployed.
Chu Guang plans to hand these over to the logistics department for arrangement.
In addition to these immovable goods, the slaves of the legion also lived in the lower cabin of the airship.
Unlike Chu Guang's imagination, the living conditions of these slaves were not very good, but surprisingly not too bad.
In the large bunk bed of nearly two or three hundred square meters, there were about a hundred three-layer beds, which were very close to each other and could barely accommodate two feet.
One side of the bunk bed was connected to the collective bathroom. There was no partition inside, and rows of shower heads were hung in the empty room.
There were a few bars of soap in the corner of the room.
Compared with the physically uncomfortable dungeon of the plunderers, the environment here was relatively civilized, barely reaching the level of a prison.
However, what happened here was not civilized.
Looking at Chu Guang and Finod walking into the room, the faces of the slaves in the room were full of confusion and panic.
Although this place has not become a battlefield, and they have long been accustomed to the deafening artillery fire and gunshots outside, they still vaguely feel something unusual from the expression on Finod's face and the clothes of those around him.
Chu Guang noticed that when they made eye contact with him, although they were afraid, they did not shy away.
Even though most of them were only wearing a single piece of clothing that was so thin that it was difficult to cover their bodies.
Standing next to Chu Guang, Finod coughed lightly and said in a flattering voice.
"My lord, most of these slaves were born in humble circumstances, and some were even the wastelanders kidnapped by those rough people from the wasteland. I believe you will not be interested..."
In his opinion, compared with the priceless ice cream in the freezer, these are the spoils that should be rewarded to the servants.
Chu Guang glanced at him with a little surprise.
"You even have slaves divided into different levels?"
Finold: "Well, it's not a level, but officers above the centurion usually have separate rooms, and officers above the thousandth even have additional cabins, which are not only used to store spoils, but also usually used as servants' quarters..."
"Including you?"
Seeing Chu Guang's half-smile, Finold's face was slightly embarrassed, and he said with a stiff upper lip.
"Of course... I can't deny it, but compared to my taste, I believe you will be interested in General McLen's collection."
Chu Guang raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Take me there."
Finold immediately said respectfully.
"Yes, sir."
General McLen's cabin was at the very end of the airship, not far from the entrance to the escape pod, and several soldiers from the Guards were cleaning up the blood and corpses on the ground.
There had been fierce exchanges of fire here before, and the walls of the corridor were covered with dense bullet marks, which showed how tragic it was.
Seeing Chu Guang and his group coming, the two people standing at the door immediately saluted.
"Master Administrator!"
Chu Guang nodded to them, motioning them to continue, and then let the pale-faced Finod continue to lead the way as if nothing had happened.
The group soon arrived at General McLen's room.
The space here is quite spacious, completely different from the closed crew quarters.
Interestingly, Chu Guang actually saw Yong's head here.
The ugly head is the size of a two-headed bull, and it is probably coated with formalin or something similar, and has been made into a specimen.
However, General McLen probably didn't have the opportunity to hang this thing on the bow of the Iron Heart.
In addition to Yong's head, there are also some beautiful stones, gold and silver utensils inlaid with diamonds, and some things that seem to have a high technological content, but no one knows what they are used for.
According to Finod, every time General McLen conquered a settlement of survivors, he would select a few of the most valuable spoils and store them in his own treasury.
Some of them were made by the local natives themselves, and some were picked up from pre-war ruins.
Chu Guang had no interest in these treasures, and he didn't know much about them, but the nobles in the inner city of Boulder City would probably be interested in them.
He planned to ask Yin Fang to pick out some valuable things from them after transporting them back, and find a few familiar merchants to help sell the rest.
General McLen's private collection.
If it were taken to the auction in Boulder City, it should be able to exchange for a lot of chips.
Next to the room where the collection was stored was a bedroom. After Chu Guang opened the door and went in, he found a woman standing in the room.
She was about twenty years old, wearing a luxurious long dress. Both her appearance and the temperament between her eyebrows were obviously different from the slaves Chu Guang had seen in the lower cabin before.
However...
The panic and confusion in their eyes were exactly the same.
Standing next to Chu Guang, Finod introduced respectfully.
"This person's identity is not ordinary. She is one of the princesses of the Falcon Kingdom... Her name is Theresa, and she is the daughter of a powerful official."
Chu Guang looked at him in surprise.
"You robbed the princess?"
Finod explained in a low voice: "This should not be considered robbing. The king of the Falcon Kingdom took the initiative to offer it to General McLen."
Theresa's face was pale, she bit her lips lightly and didn't speak. Her eyes moved back and forth between Chu Guang and Finod's faces, trying to figure out the situation in front of her.
Chu Guang stared at her for a while, thinking about how to deal with it.
At this moment, he suddenly had an idea and spoke.
"Hello, Ms. Theresa."
Seeing the man in the azure power armor talking to her, Theresa said nervously.
"Hello, hello... May I ask who you are?"
Chu Guang continued.
"The manager of the alliance."
"Alliance... Alliance?"
Theresa's face showed a subconscious confusion.
But she soon realized that her ignorance might be an offense, so she lowered her head in fear.
"Sorry, I... I didn't mean to offend, but I have never been to such a far place and I don't know the situation here at all..."
"Don't be nervous, we are not so narrow-minded," Chu Guang smiled and continued, "and you are also a victim of the war, we won't embarrass you."
Theresa looked at him blankly, and then looked at Finod.
Finod didn't know what Chu Guang was going to do, but he was a smart man, so he consciously shut his mouth and silently pretended that he didn't exist.
Chu Guang saw that she didn't speak, and guessed that she might still be confused about the current situation, so he spoke.
"You may not understand the situation yet. To put it simply, we defeated the Legion, and now this airship has been occupied by the Alliance."
From the expression on Finod's face, Teresa confirmed that this was not a joke. She looked at the man in front of her nervously and asked in a trembling voice.
"Then, what about me..."
"You are free."
Before she could be happy, Chu Guang continued.
"But your identity is special. We may be about to go to war with your country, so we can't release you directly. After all, you don't want to travel thousands of kilometers home alone and then be captured by us as an enemy, right?" Theresa pursed her lips lightly, and many thoughts flashed through her eyes in an instant. Finally, she nodded slowly and said obediently. "What do you need me to do?" That faint whiteness shook the temptation that bewitched people's hearts. But she obviously misunderstood. Just kidding. Chu Guang has seen all kinds of storms and waves with a group of handsome men and beautiful women on the forum every day. He didn't care about her little thoughts at all, and said directly. "Do you have children?" Theresa blushed slightly and shook her head gently. "No..." Chu Guang's expression was a little disappointed. Seeing that the princess was so young, he originally expected this guy to have a one or two-year-old son, but now it seems that he is too young.
After thinking for a moment, Chu Guang continued.
"Can you read?"
Theresa nodded immediately.
"I can read and write...including writing poetry and composing music."
"Just knowing how to read and write is fine."
Chu Guang nodded and continued.
"The Legion's military operations in Ruigu City have caused a large number of local survivors to be displaced. The Alliance's refugee home needs manpower, and I will arrange for you to work there."
Theresa's face was full of confusion, and she was stunned for a long time before she asked in a low voice.
"Excuse me, specifically...what do you need me to do?"
"Someone will teach you. What you have to do is to help the people here rebuild their homes and learn how to rebuild them."
Speaking of this, Chu Guang smiled faintly.
"You will use this knowledge."
...
The administrative divisions in the Human Alliance era were ridiculously large. The area of the River Valley Province alone was large enough, and the area of the Luoxia Province was several times that of the River Valley Province.
The Falcon Kingdom is thousands of kilometers away from the core territory of the Alliance. Even if there is one person per kilometer, a thousand-man team will have to be filled in.
It is not realistic to directly occupy the Falcon Kingdom.
The Alliance, with a total population of less than 100,000, has no spare capacity to control the enclave 1,000 kilometers away, which is a burden for both sides.
Not to mention, the cultural concepts of the two sides are completely different.
The best way is to support a puppet to ensure a smooth transition of power, and then gradually enhance the economic and cultural influence of the Alliance in the local area, and incorporate it into the Alliance at the right time... if it is necessary to do so.
It is a bit of a pity that "orthodoxy" was not obtained.
However...
It doesn't matter.
Anyway, it was a bad idea that came up with at the last minute, and Chu Guang didn't expect it to be really useful in the end.
He prefers that after the victory, the United Enterprise will purge the royal family of the Falcon Kingdom, disarm the country, and then throw it to the Lion Kingdom for trusteeship.
Indirect vassalage is also an option.
However, this method also has its hidden dangers and uncertainties...
...
The northern part of Dawn City.
With the full return of the Goblin Corps flight formation, the news of victory was also brought back from the front line.
Outside the barbed wire fence of the airport, the residents of Dawn City stood full.
The flowers thrown into the air with all their might, along with the applause and cheers of the people, floated from the outside of the airport to the runway.
Although it was already night, people's enthusiasm did not diminish at all.
Amid the cheers of the residents of Dawn City, the players of the Goblin Corps landed on the runway of the airport one after another.
The triumphant return of the large army will be in a few days.
The joy of victory can only be tasted by them in advance.
The plane slowly drove into the brightly lit hangar. Feng Qing, who got off the plane, looked at the two lines of poetry engraved under the hatch and sighed with a little regret.
"What a pity..."
She had already made heroic preparations and even wrote the poem.
But I didn't expect that he would come back alive.
At this time, a head curiously poked over from the side, looked at the two lines of poetry on the side of the hatch, and started to recite them.
"Autumn field Shura field, the steed gallops with the help of the divine wind, chasing the lost like a locust... Awesome, did you write it?"
Her ID is Guigui, and she is also an agility player. She entered the game at about the same time as Feng Qing and Luo Yu, and had participated in the Qingshi Town air raid and Songlinyu battle before.
Her driving skills are not very outstanding, and she can only drive the plane back.
However, being able to drive the broken plane back with a mosquito is quite awesome in a sense.
Hearing the voice, Feng Qing's face turned red like liver, and he rushed over and pulled the player away, saying incoherently.
"No, it's not written by me... You, you, don't read it!"
At the same time, the sky outside the hangar.
The ostentatious mosquito was reluctant to land, and performed a flying show in the sky. As a result, it overestimated the quality of its own products and almost broke its wings. It finally landed obediently.
The residents of Dawn City waiting at the airport presented flowers to these triumphant warriors.
All night tonight, until the sun rises tomorrow, all the restaurants and taverns in Dawn City will be free of charge for these warriors who returned safely.
At this moment, in the lobby of the Highway Town Hotel, the sound of clinking glasses is coming one after another, and people are holding up their glasses to celebrate the hard-won victory.
They are not all residents of Dawn City, there are also merchants who came here from Boulder City, Red River Alliance, Garbage City or even farther places.
Because of the war, they have stayed here for several days.
Now it is finally over.
"Long live the Alliance!"
"Cheers to victory!"
"Long live the administrator!"
At this time, someone shouted with a smile.
"Hahaha, our manager is still young. You should wish him a long life instead of many children!"
Cheerful laughter spread in the lobby of the hotel.
Old Hooker, who was sitting behind the bar, also laughed.
At this time, the waiter standing aside sighed.
"The war is about to end... In a few days, I'm afraid it won't be so lively here."
Due to the war in the west, a large number of caravans heading west from the eastern provinces have been forced to stay in Dawn City recently.
Despite the fierce battle on the front line and the consumption of resources by the war, the major hotels in Dawn City are doing a booming business.
Perhaps to drown their sorrows in wine, beer is particularly popular.
But now that the war is over, those caravans are probably going to pack up and continue on their way.
"How could it be?"
Old Hooker smiled indifferently, squinting his eyes at the lively hotel lobby, and said casually in a casual tone.
"The triumphal ceremony and celebration will only last for a few days. Many people are waiting to see the honor of that lord. We should stay for a few more days."
Anyway, it's good to win.
After the celebration, the business of the hotel may not be as hot as it is now, but that is only temporary.
Wait for those caravans and merchants to take the heroic deeds and legends of courage here to a more distant world...
This place will only be more lively in the future.
...
At the same time, the Stone City, more than ten kilometers away.
Unlike the residents of Dawn City, the people here are still living in yesterday's news and are unaware of the battle situation on the front line.
The first to receive the victory report from the front line was the "Survivor Daily" newspaper.
With the financial support of the alliance behind him, Hal not only got the first-hand battle report, but also got the list of casualties.
"...Casualty list?! Let me see it!"
Looking at the humming fax machine, Dolly came up immediately after hearing the casualty list, her face full of anxiety.
"He seems to be in the Burning Corps!"
Hal was standing next to the fax machine, and he was one step faster than her, taking the still warm first-hand information in his hands.
"Don't worry... I'll help you find it, Burning Corps, right? There seems to be news about this Corps... Hiss..."
Hal stared at the paper for a while, and suddenly couldn't help but take a breath.
Seeing the slight expression on his face, Dolly became more anxious and asked hurriedly.
"What's wrong?"
Hal's expression was a little embarrassed, and he hid the fax behind him.
"Uh, it's better if you don't look at it--"
Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly punched in the stomach.
The collision between metal and flesh made Hal gasp in pain, and he squatted on the ground with his hands on his stomach, grinning.
"You... are you a barbarian?!"
How dare you hit the boss!
Although he couldn't fire her for the sake of that friend...
Dolly ignored the guy, snatched the fax, and quickly found the line about the Burning Corps.
It was at the moment when she saw those lines of text that her right eye shrank slightly, and the pretty face under the green short hair lost its color at the same time.
Only a pale face remained.
[A total of 500 people from the Burning Corps participated in the airborne landing operation against the Heart of Steel, killing a total of 751 enemies. ]
[The battle ended in a tragic victory. ]
[Only one person survived. ]