South Tongdao, the junction of Shengde Empire and Shunya Empire.
The Shunya Empire was like a stick, inserted directly into the heart of the Shengde Empire, occupying all key locations such as valleys, coasts, and rivers.
The Shengde Empire was like a trap, roughly covering the Shunya Empire's head.
If this kind of environment were in the cold weapon era, it can be said that the Shengde Empire would be completely stuck.
But now, in the era of science and technology, these barriers are not as important as before.
Because of the powerful technology, the army no longer needs to attack the city and can directly break through quickly and quickly.
So these passes gradually became decorations.
So far, the Shengde Empire has occupied many border cities of the Shunya Empire, and the war is still spreading inland.
The Shunya Empire has a large population, and it is very easy to mobilize resistance, but every move they make is under the nose of the Zerg from the Shengde Empire.
In the age of science and technology, various powerful weapons can completely ignore the gap caused by the number of people.
Moreover, the Shengde Empire not only has strong intelligence advantages, but also has many high-quality generals.
As a result, the Shunya Empire was retreating steadily.
Border, night.
The frontline headquarters of the Holy Germany Empire.
Anilu and a group of senior military leaders from the Shengde Empire were looking at the military map projected onto the wall.
There are many green and red light spots flashing on it, indicating the formation of troops on both sides.
Enelu looked at the territory covered with white snow, and the contrast between the two colors was extremely obvious.
He turned around and said: "Now with the blessing of technology, the dispatch of the army has become more visual and convenient."
Luo Zilong also replied: "Yes, it is much easier to deploy the army than before."
At this time, a red dot suddenly began to move towards the border on the map, and four red dots were also moving around it.
Enelu said: "They seem to be attacking at night again."
Luo Zilong replied: "Yes, in such a cold weather, they still don't give up."
Even though the Shunya Empire suffered repeated defeats, they seemed to think that it was the Shengde Empire that caught them off guard.
As long as they are prepared, with the empire's huge population and super technology, it is a sure thing to turn defeat into victory.
But their defeat was not due to lack of preparation, but due to the emptiness of the empire.
The army with good strength, as well as the excellent commanders and generals, etc., have now been put into the war of conquest of Suran.
Eniru and others may not be able to defeat the first-line army of the Shunya Empire, which possesses extremely strong technological level. Could it be that they cannot defeat these second-line troops who are stepmothers?
Enelu picked up the corded phone on the table.
"Command, the 13th Corps advances to the eighth area."
Each time Eniro called a unit on the front line, and after arranging the combat mission, he immediately called a second unit.
Originally, they used the more advanced Internet to organize their troops, but they found that the Shunya Empire still had leading hidden technologies in these aspects.
Not only were military computers hacked many times and many secrets stolen, but worms were also directly injected into their computers.
They had to choose the most direct method of communication, which was wired telephone.
With the help of the Zerg, the lines can be buried very deep, and all line exits will only extend from the underground of each headquarters.
The wired telephone has a simple structure. As long as the line is not discovered, eavesdropping is simply a fantasy.
More than a dozen regiments headed in the direction of the Shunya Empire's night attack, and not long after, the sky began to fill with flames.
"boom!"
A bomb exploded somewhere, and the flames directly lit up the sky, evaporating all the snowflakes that had fallen on the night.
Surrounded by soldiers who were far superior to them, the battle only lasted for more than an hour, and all the Shunya Empire's night attack troops were annihilated.
Some other troops wanted to come over for reinforcements, but they also encountered blocking battles on the way.
Their fight went very poorly.
But it wasn't just the fighting that went bad.
When they returned to the station, they found that either the water was poisonous or there were snakes on the bed.
Wear any pair of boots and there's probably a venomous spider inside.
For this reason, their non-combat attrition was no less than those who died on the battlefield.
After discovering these problems, the Shunya Empire was not idle, and all kinds of general cleaning began immediately.
But since Shunya is going to clean up, how can the Shengde Empire not participate?
When the soldiers from the Shunya Empire put down their weapons and picked up the brooms, they found that the people from the Shengde Empire had already rushed over with weapons in hand.
Broomsticks couldn't be used as gunmen, so many stations were wiped out by the Shengde Empire.
In a certain military base.
A pair of veteran hands were typing on the keyboard, with bright lights hanging above their heads.
Submit "Military Storage Warehouse".
Several soldiers climbed on the tall piles of grain bags, counted them, and loudly announced and sang:
"...Nine packs of tourniquets!...Four packs of insect repellent powder...Eight boxes of phosphorus fire grenades..."
The one who was typing on the keyboard was Old Songtou, an old treasurer wearing glasses.
His nose was almost touching the keyboard, and his typing hands were as dry as eagle talons. He was registering items of supplies on the military computer.
Qiantang warehouse manager Wang Tuju was wrapped in a thick military coat and was guarding the inventory of his soldiers.
He sat cross-legged next to a red charcoal stove. There was an iron pot on the stove with pickles rolling in it.
"Old Songtou, you have to dial it for me. You can't make a mistake!"
Wang Tuju said in a thin voice.
"Although the keyboard is small, it is bigger than the head of my warehouse manager, Wang Tuju! You have to remember that what you are holding in your hand is my head!"
Old Songtou replied: "Mr. Wang, don't worry, I've been eating imperial military rations for thirty years, but I haven't knocked out a tooth yet."
Wang Tuju: “You can’t go wrong if you look carefully at everything.
At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something, picked up the military phone next to him and dialed the number.
"Hello? I want pesticides! Do you understand? I want a lot of pesticides that can kill insects! There are so many venomous snakes and venomous insects here!
If you don't send some over quickly, I'm going to report you to the higher authorities for corruption!
What? No pesticides? Were they all sent to Soonan?
Fuck you! What kind of bullshit pesticide do you need to fight a war in space? Are you really greedy enough to sell it? "
Of course you don’t need pesticides in space battles, but you do in fighting guerrillas!
The guerrillas are basically in the deep mountains and old forests, and the insects there are new species that the Imperial people have never seen before.
The physique of the Imperial people has not adapted to the environment there. The viruses and bacteria carried by the bugs are very likely to cause the death of a large number of Imperial soldiers. How could they not keep a large amount of pesticides on hand?
But in the empire, pesticides are basically for agricultural use, there are not many manufacturers, and there is not much inventory.
The Empire had never imagined that a war of conquest would require pesticides.
After Luo Mingchuan raised the demand for pesticides from the rear, the imperial military could only raid the stocks on the market and collect all the stocks that were due.
As a result, even farmers in many places now cannot buy enough pesticides.
Even though the empire's pharmaceutical factories are constantly working overtime to produce, the demand on both fronts of the empire is extremely strong now, and they can't be arranged at all. How can I deliver it to you with just a phone call?
Wang Tuju’s requests for pesticides have been delayed until a month later.
It is said that when factories in various places are expanded and renovated, they can meet the needs of the front line on a large scale.
So he asked about other supplies.
"We need a lot of precision-guided missiles! We need mechas!
What? It’s been three days since the last batch of inventory was shipped?
Fuck your mother! Why is there nothing? Then do you want me to fight with my fist? "
Wang Tuju was cursing on the phone, completely ignoring politeness.
In fact, it’s not the empire’s fault.
The three mainland countries have not had a war for nearly two hundred years.
The two small countries are extremely weak in terms of technological level and military strength. Their military strength is nothing compared to the Shunya Empire.
In addition, the empire has a strong siphoning effect on the talents of the two small countries. These two countries have been allowed to be rubbed by the empire for many years and cannot make any waves at all.
Therefore, the empire's army on the border is no longer an army, but more of a border policeman who maintains law and order.
They spend more time catching stowaways who climb over the wall every day than they spend training at the shooting range.
How could the empire put a large number of high-quality weapons and equipment here? Leave it to eat dust?
It would be nice to give some second-line equipment!
More advanced weapons must be given priority to the space army.
Wang Tuju asked for nothing on the phone, and felt angry.
He didn't understand why such a huge empire couldn't meet these requirements?
In fact, the empire still has many armament warehouses throughout the country, which store a large amount of military items.
But now, due to the huge consumption of space war, and seeing that victory is imminent, the front line will definitely give them whatever they want.
But how can it be faster to produce things than to move them directly?
As a result, a considerable part of the supplies in the armament warehouse had been transported away long ago.
Even if they were not transported away, they were discovered by the Zerg when they were transported to the front lines of the two countries, and then they were directly blown up.
There are still a lot of supplies in the arms warehouse further away, but it will take time to transport them.
Therefore, in a short period of time, we have created the current situation where we have nothing to offer.
Wang Tuju tapped the phone and prepared to write a short composition for these people after the orders were completed.
Let's complain to the superiors about these people in charge of military supplies.
Whether the content of the essay is true or false is irrelevant for now, but the people above must pay attention to this matter, so that they can obtain a batch of urgently needed supplies.
It doesn't matter whether the child does it right or not. He has to cry and make noises in order to get candy.
Although children who are too sensible will be praised for being sensible, they are destined to receive nothing practical except praise.
If he had really waited three months before sending supplies, his bones would have been cold by then.
He saw that Old Man Song was still recording supplies, and he was not in a hurry.
There isn't much of this stuff, and only with clear data can we cry about poverty.
He took out a soaked piece of white tofu from the bowl, held it in his palm, and took out a knife.
Cut the tofu into small pieces, slide it into the pot, and happily eat the hot tofu while drinking a small drink.
He shook his head and hummed a tune: "I ate pickles and rolled tofu. The emperor is not as good as me!"
At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and the cold wind of the winter night rushed in instantly, blowing the charcoal stars flying around.
Wang Tuju was so frightened that his mouth was burned with tofu.
Cursed: "Damn it! Who is coming?"
He shook the tofu that fell on him to the ground. When he looked up, he found that the person who came was actually Nansang Daofu Taisun Jinghai.
When Wang Tuju saw this, he immediately put on a smile.
"Hey, Master Sun!"
He stood up from his position and walked towards the door.
"Xiaguan Wang Tuju doesn't know that Mr. Futai is here, but he's too far away to greet you!"
Sun Jinghai looked at the munitions warehouse with less than one-third of the inventory, and then looked at the sweat on Wang Tuju's head.
He asked: "You seem a little anxious?"
Wang Tuju smiled bitterly and said: "There is nothing here now, can I not be in a hurry?"
Sun Jinghai said: "I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry. I am here just to give you good news."
"oh?"
Wang Tuju's eyes widened when he heard the good news.
"I wonder if Master Futai has any advice?"
Sun Jinghai took out a document and handed it to Wang Tuju.
He said:
"Tianxian Hospital heard that the front line is in a tight situation, so it plans to donate a batch of medical supplies to you.
It also stated that soldiers injured on the front line could be received and they would provide free treatment. "
Wang Tuju was really happy when he heard the news.
These military bases, which have captured illegal immigrants for many years, are not injured even once in many years, and how can they store enough medical supplies?
As the war intensified, their inventory was simply not enough.
Hearing that someone is willing to give a batch of medical supplies for free and help share the treatment tasks is simply a wish.
Wang Tuju hurriedly said: "Then I really want to thank Mr. Futai. Without your mediation, I would have cried over this matter."
Sun Jinghai was also very satisfied with Wang Tuju's statement.
He is helping both the army and himself.
If the army is defeated, his jurisdiction will fall, which is not a good thing.
After not chatting for long, Sun Jinghai said goodbye and left. He had to go to other military bases within his jurisdiction to convey the news.
The next day, a large amount of medical supplies were brought into these military bases, and a large number of injured soldiers were taken to Tianxian Hospital.
Unfortunately, with the development of time, although Tianxian Hospital helped many military bases, they could not last long.
After all, before, it was just a macho attack from outside.
Now, there are enemies not only outside, but also at home.
After you fall asleep, your companion who has returned from injury will get out of bed holding a military dagger.
The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out.
As a result, these military bases fell faster.
As the situation develops, no matter what military operations the Shunya Empire takes in the later period, or what materials it wants to transport to the front line, it will not escape the eyes of the Shengde Empire.
In front of the Zerg who had seen through, the imperial army's tightly wrapped clothes suddenly seemed to turn into transparent white gauze.
Everything inside was completely displayed in front of the Shengde Empire.
The Shengde Empire's military operations were in full swing, and soon more of the Shunya Empire fell into its hands.
Within the Shunya Empire, the Internet began to be filled with abuse against the military.
"You guys are really pulling the strings! The space is singing all the way, while the mainland is retreating steadily. So, Shengde Empire>Shunya Empire>Sunan people?"
"It's so funny. The Holy Empire is just conducting a sneak attack. How come it becomes a stronger existence in your mouth?"
"I'm just laughing so hard. What is the Holy Empire? It's called the Holy Empire. You can even call me the wrong name. How dare you beep?"
"The Holy Empire does not respect martial ethics, so I now call it the Holy Empire. Is there any problem?"
The Internet is abuzz over the decline of the Shunya Empire.
No wonder they scolded him so fiercely.
The Shunya Empire has been victorious for so many years, and now it has even defeated the aliens, but it has little power to fight back against the Shengde Empire.
They don't care whether it's internally empty or not. Anyway, if they can't beat you, there's something wrong with you.
There are also some people who are sensible and want to explain and argue, but they can't wake up those who are pretending to be asleep.
After all, these people are all sailors.
After arguing, they turned the topic to Space Front Commander Chen Shaojie.
Chen Shaojie has not been mentioned less in recent years.
He was born into poverty and was oppressed, but once he gained power, he rose to power.
He is powerful, has excellent command, and is not greedy for power. Now he has a lot of good reputations on the Internet.
Because his resume completely fits the template of a protagonist, and he is an existence that all ordinary people can aspire to.
Now there is news from somewhere that Marshal Chen Shaojie has been recalled.
In space, he directly beat the Sunan people who the empire had not eaten for many years to almost extinction.
When he comes back, he can deal with some local clowns. Isn’t that easy?
In times of crisis like this, times make heroes.
Chen Shaojie, an imperial marshal who was originally somewhat alienated from the masses, has now not only been deeply rooted in the hearts of the common people, but has also been "spontaneously" held up to a very high position by the common people.
So much so that even the royal family began to look forward to the day when Chen Shaojie would return.
The days are being counted by the local people day by day, and the day when Marshal Chen Shaojie returns is getting closer and closer.
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