"What are you kidding...... Are you kidding...... How can such a place have any economic benefits. Listening to the rumbling sound of artillery outside, the two noble merchants living in the barracks trembled and kept smoking.

The two of them came to the front line to investigate, and as a result, they ran into a large-scale counterattack by the demon army.

This city of 48 was originally an important asset for the two of them to be responsible for development, but now in the eyes of the two of them, it has become a hot potato.

Originally, everyone thought that the demon was at the end of his rope and that there would be no counterattack at all. Now it's good, the demon's troops have already reached the outside of the city, and it will not be difficult to see this formation enter the city......

In fact, if the previous white-robed god attendant troops wanted to attack City 48, they would really have come in. After all, there are only lightly armed logistics troops in City 48, and the combat effectiveness is insufficient.

It's a pity that those white-robed god attendants are old fritters, and instead of raiding the city, they went to find more important radar stations and arsenals and the like.

This also left the city of No. 48, the military headquarters of the 1st Panzer Army, and the two unlucky noble merchants in front of them.

"Listen, listen to the sound of the cannon...... Damn it! This is the front line, not a safe place at all. "The aristocratic businessmen who were still talking and laughing earlier, ready to influence His Majesty's decision-making, held their heads, as if to block out all the scary sounds.

He had been listening to the sound of artillery all night, and the sight of flares rising into the air one after another at night, and the sight of anti-aircraft missiles rising into the sky made his heart tremble.

He hadn't seen a real war, and the terrible sights and sounds in front of him alone had already torn his heart.

Although City 48 was not attacked by demons, the army here is still in a state of emergency. Anti-aircraft missiles deployed outside the city have been firing all the time, intercepting the Camouflage fighters of the Demon Air Force who are trying to get closer.

In the wee hours of the morning, two demon-made B-17 camouflage bombers crashed on the outskirts of City No. 48, and the huge explosion shook the earth, startling the two poor creatures who had managed to sleep 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. The most important thing they want to do now is to get out of this damn frontline city in a car.

"Why can't we leave yet? Are they ready to leave us to the demons? The aristocratic merchant who had been nagging raised his head and asked his companion, who had been silent.

"Shut up!" The companion scolded irritably, then went to the window and lit a cigar.

Then, realizing that the window might be a dangerous place, he paced impatiently 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 elven bodyguard who was in charge of the security of the two merchants walked in, he looked at the two poor people who had not slept all night, and said: "The response of the military is true, they are really powerless to guarantee our safety on the way back. ”

He is professional, so his vision is naturally different: "Here in the morning the hoplites were replenished, and everywhere there was martial law......"

"I asked, if we insist on leaving, we can do it ourselves." The elven bodyguard glanced at the two employers and expressed his opinion: "However, the demon's troops have infiltrated the rear, and if we encounter the demon's counterattack force on the way, I can't guarantee the safety of the two of you." ”

As an elven magician, he knew that he alone might not be able to deal with too many demons. He wasn't a master in the first place, a real elven master, and now he is serving in the elf 1st army......

"Then we can't go back?" The merchant with the cigar in his mouth finally couldn't help it anymore and asked, "Can you just stay here and die?" ”

"No matter how you look at it, it's safer to stay here." The elven bodyguard gave his opinion: "You can also ask the guy outside the door. ”

The guy outside the forehead he said was the human driver who came with them, and the man was also a mercenary, and he was a mercenary who had been a soldier.

"I also think it's safer to stay here." The soundproofing effect of this room is very ordinary, and the mercenaries outside the door also heard the conversation inside, and shouted directly lazily, so that everyone inside could hear it clearly.

In his opinion, the place where they live has heavy brick walls and a second-floor structure, even if something really goes wrong, they can hold on to it and wait for help, which is much safer than in the wilderness.

"Regardless, this is also the headquarters of the 1st Panzer Army. There are thousands of soldiers and officers stationed here...... If we go out, the only people left can fight me and the guy in the house. He closed his mouth, steadied his cigarette and lowered his head to light the fire.

He still had the AK-47 rifle in his arms, and the stubble on his face was already very thick, and he had been here for several days, and he had basically not shaved his beard properly.

"Boom!" As if in response to his words, a low, distant rumble sounded from the artillery positions outside the city.

It was a large-caliber artillery supporting the shooting, and the demon forces launched a general attack this morning, and the battle has been fought until now, and there is no winner or loser.

"When I went back, I sold the goddamn city management...... I don't want to stay in this place for a second! The merchant with a cigar in his mouth said hatefully.

"This is hell! Damn hell! The other businessman, who had been noisy, folded his head and lay back on the bed, rolling back and forth.

He could easily fall asleep now, and then wake up again at the next cannon roar. He had been like this for hours, and every minute and every second of such a long time was a torture for him.

War, for a person who grew up in a peaceful environment, is torture from any angle.

"Whoosh...... Call! "Another anti-aircraft missile shot into the sky, dragging a long smoke through the clean sky.

The noisy businessman, who was already lying on the bed and was drowsy, once again jumped up from the bed with his head in his hands: "Damn it...... Damn it...... Do you still have cigars? Give me a ...... Give me a ......"

On the other side, the cigar-smoking merchant took out the delicate cigarette case from his pocket, opened it and found that there was no more cigar, and threw the expensive cigarette case on the ground in annoyance: "Hell! ”

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