Inside the muddy and rubble of the city of Aran, several soldiers in military uniforms but without any weapons were operating a strange tripod.

Their expressions were very monographed, and several officers of not too small rank opened the box and set up a piece of equipment on the tripod that had been leveled.

The leader watched the machine work, fiddled with the switch on it with his hand, and gestured with his hand, asking the soldiers who had been prepared for a long time to cooperate with him: "It's okay!" Come over here! Right! Get neat! Rise! ”

"That's right! That's right! The officers on the side were also reminding the soldiers who passed by this equipment: "One, two, one! Get neat! Put on a smile! Smiley! ”

Dressed in neat gear, these Iran Hill grenadiers with M42 steel helmets walked in front of the camera in a neat stride. These valuable footage materials will be sent back to China, edited into films, and shown in many military camps and movie theaters in China.

In front of the camera, everyone remained instinctively shy, one by one young faces with a smile. Their faces were filled with smiles of victory, and above their heads were M42 steel helmets painted with the national emblem of the hollow Golden Eagle.

A long-prepared truck followed the crowd, and the car was full of soldiers. They were armed with STG-44 assault rifles, and each one wanted to make his face in front of the camera.

Towed from the back of the truck was a brand-new 155mm howitzer with a majestic barrel that shimmered with metal in the sunlight. Behind this cannon were still four columns of soldiers marching neatly.

Further back, there's a newly-dressed Iran Hill M4 tank with beautiful magical inscriptions on it......

That's right, it's a normal pose. All of them try to put the best in the camera. There is no cruelty of war, no artillery fire and no blood. What is here is just the infinite beauty of defending the homeland and defending the country.

There was not such a good picture in front of the camera of another film crew, who were filming collapsed walls and ruined city walls, and recorded the relatively well-preserved corpses dug up from under the rubble by the grenadiers.

Some mothers are still holding their children, and some soldiers are holding swords that have changed shape. The corpses were dug out from under the rubble by the soldiers, placed neatly on the side of the road, and soon after were pulled away by the wagons that cleaned them up.

"Yes! We found about 200 fragments of helmets in the city, Grecan's standard helmets, some of which were missing their visor and some of which were out of shape......," an officer who was sorting through the fragments of his armor patted the dust off his gloves and told the camera.

He pointed to the neatly sorted armor on the ground in the distance, and said, "Basically no body was found...... There are only a few bones, and they are brave and should be given a stone monument here. ”

The camera pans to the distant armor, most of which still has blood stains on it, some of which still have tooth marks or penetrating wounds. The owners of these armors fought to the last moment, but did not wait for reinforcements that could save them.

"There are probably hundreds of corpses that can be found under the rubble, and now that they have been dug up, there are hundreds of corpses, many old people and children...... They were retreating too slowly, if only we had been here. The officer took off his gloves and rubbed his eyes.

The carved runes could be clearly seen in the sunlight, and the runes were covered with the blood of their owners, and the dried blood stains were still covered with dust. They lay there quietly, silently telling their most glorious end.

Just by looking at the armor, you can see what kind of bloody battles have been experienced here. Every Greken man took their own demise with it, and they fought until the last second, and no one lived to give up their ground.

A soldier with a weapon on his back and guarding the surroundings appears in the camera, his indifferent eyes with incomparable anger: "I'm going to kill 100 demons here!" I'll be ashamed to have one less! They're dead! We should have come sooner. ”

"And the atomic bomb? Throw it all to those demons! Let them die! Another soldier chimed in.

Every Iran Hill soldier who came to Alain was furious, and they saw more and more cemeteries outside the city, and they saw the corpses that were constantly being dug up from the rubble. As they walked into the ruined city, they sorted out their emotions that were on the verge of exploding.

They went from Seris to the Arant, from the Arrant to the Higgs, and from the Higgs to Veronsa...... They have traveled all over the eastern continent, but they have never seen such a bloody and cruel war.

Compared to everything they've ever experienced, this is a real hell. So they have strengthened their conviction and are ready to fight those inhuman enemies here to the end.

"Come on! Come on! Seven groups have discovered! They need people! Come and help! Under the camera, a dusty soldier ran over with a shovel and waved desperately at the people here.

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The officer with the camera and his men, as well as the soldiers and officers who were arranging their armor, began to run violently, the camera shaking violently, over the rubble after ruin.

"We hear people shouting here! Right below the ruins of the town hall! This is where the most armor fragments are found, so we judge that this is where the final battle broke out. The soldier in the lead led the way, loudly explaining what he knew.

"They must be desperately guarding something. So this neighborhood is the area we're looking for! Running to the place, the officer who was the first to run gasped and explained the general situation in the vicinity.

"Then, we found the collapsed boulders...... It was too big, but we shouted inside, and there was a knocking sound inside...... "A soldier covered in dust as if he had crawled out of the ruins, reported with a shovel.

"What are you doing? Go find the tank! Pull these stones apart! Hurry up! The officer at the head of the group loudly ordered his men to act: "Find the car!" The more the merrier! Fast! ”

"Ensign! We need help! Ryan and his crew were cooking their own cans next to the tank when a sergeant came running out of breath, shouting with his hands on his knees.

Placing the can in his hand by the campfire, Ryan stood up, slapped the dust behind his ass twice, squinted his eyes and asked, "What's going on?" ”

"We may have found survivors...... A vehicle that can drag boulders is required. The sergeant adjusted his breathing and replied.

"Guys! Launch the tank! We're going to help! Ryan turned back and shouted at his crew, "Vess! Contact other tanks and find help from the neighbors! ”

"You come up! Sit on a tank. Let's go together! Holding the reluctant can in one hand, and rushing into the tank hull in two steps, Ryan turned back and extended his hand to the sergeant.

The sergeant was not polite, and took advantage of the tank, sat against the turret, and drove back to the ruins of the town hall with Ryan's tank.

Ryan and the gun commander jumped out of the tank, unloaded the steel cable hanging from the back of the tank, and with the help of several infantrymen, hung the tank's towing hook.

"Slow down! Slow down! Speed up slowly! Right! Right! Ryan stood beside the car and instructed his driver to straighten the cable, and soon their efforts paid off, as the falling boulder began to move its position.

A deep entrance was presented to everyone, and there were some falling gravel on the steps inside, but it seemed that it was still guaranteed to be clear.

The soldiers of the search group standing on the side were full of shock, looked at the commander next to him and said, "We have been shouting here for at least two days, and we only heard a response today...... We've been digging here all morning...... Why did they respond to us today? ”

"Perhaps...... Survivors below, don't dare......" Watching the entrance to the basement gradually expand, the chief answered his subordinates' questions intently.

"Listen to the people inside! We are human! You're safe! Come out! The Irlanhill soldier, standing at the entrance of the passage with a bullhorn, shouted loudly. They heard echoes in the passage, but they didn't see anyone coming out.

"Let me take someone down......," an officer asked, looking anxiously at the officer with the highest rank on the scene.

The lead officer shook his head and rejected the suggestion: "We can't be sure yet, whether it's a survivor or a demon in hiding...... It would be dangerous to go down rashly. ”

"It's possible that the survivors inside only have one breath left! Sir! Let's go down! With tears in his eyes, the officer gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not afraid of death!" I want to try it! ”

"Yes! Sir! Let's try it! Several soldiers also gathered around and hurriedly said, "Let's go down!" ”

"Don't fight! I'll go down and take a look. Behind the crowd, a mournful voice rang out.

Everyone turned around and saw Vivien, the Grecan magician, who had flipped off the giant wolf Boken.

She still wore the same clean magical robes, but she didn't have the mask with the strange pattern on her face.

A face that captivates the country and the city, there is no trace of time. A pair of eyes that are so pure that they are fascinating are already full of tears. Step by step, she stepped on the rubble and rubble to the entrance to the basement, and then walked down the dusty staircase into the depths of darkness.

It wasn't until she walked into the basement that the soldiers around her came back to their senses, they all saw amazement and admiration in each other's eyes.