Veronica manipulated her German-made magic armor and stopped outside the village.

"Let's take a break, everybody." She sent instructions to the rest of the unit through guò magic communication, "Erica's first sentry is on the southeast hill." There are very few hills in our country that are so high. ”

"Captain, the hill is only twenty or thirty meters above sea level, can't it be considered high?"

Erica's voice sounded relaxed, she was the youngest warrior in the team, and she was always energetic, which is why Veronica asked her to stand on the first shift.

Veronica watched Erica's imperial mech walk towards the hill when a communication came out of her headset: "The commander of the infantry unit in the village is walking towards your mech, Veronica." ”

"Okay, I got it." Veronica said as she made the Wizard Armor crouch down and opened the hatch, just in time to see two officers in infantry uniforms walking towards her body.

The leading major stood three meters away from Veronica and saluted Veronica.

Veronica jumped off the mech and saluted the Major in return.

"Thank you, young ladies." After lowering his saluted hand, the major said, "I don't see your subordinate troops......

"We were ordered to attack the border, and after discovering that the Russian army had completely destroyed our defenses, we tried to retreat to our base in the town of Rostan, but the Russian army blocked our way, we tried to break through, but were driven back by the Russians." Veronica smiled helplessly, "It's really a wolf, being chased away by the Russians." ”

She turned her head to look at the rest of the team's magical armor, each one covered in bruises and visible bullet marks as if to remind Veronica how lucky her troops were to survive until now. The two infantry officers also observed Veronica's troops, but the two men's eyes were more focused on the Warrior Girls behind the armor.

It's a cold winter when it's still snowing.,But the girls all use the driver's jacket as a rag to wipe the sweat from driving the magic armor.,Wearing only white shirts.,From a man's point of view.,These shirts that are soaked with sweat and cling to their bodies are probably full of temptation.。

"I don't want to ask," Veronica interrupted the two men's eyes, causing them to turn their gaze back to her, "Do you have a magician here?" ”

"Unfortunately, no, we don't know where the Wizard Maintenance Battalion is nearby, the division sent a rider yesterday to give us an order to come here, and we haven't been in contact with any higher command since then. You are the first officer we have met in the last twenty-four hours with a command order higher than mine. ”

"It's really bad, our magic communication device has consumed too many consumables due to the battle, and it is not particularly bright now, and it can only contact a small range of people." Veronica frowned, "It's terrible that you can't contact the higher command structure, maybe the army group command has already thought that both of our troops have been annihilated." ”

"yes." The major nodded, "I heard that the radio equipment of the German army has reached the battalion and company level, and I really envy them." ”

"Envy doesn't help, let's do what we can do now. You don't have a magic craftsman, you don't have a way to communicate with your superiors, so do you have medical staff and food? ”

"Yes, miss." The Major replied very simply, "Last night there was a baggage team that was going to Vomza that somehow ran to us, we stopped it, shot the captain of the baggage team who wanted to continue running back, and now we have sufficient provisions." ”

After saying that, the major turned his head and gave a few orders to the captain beside him, and then the captain sped away towards the village.

"Is there anything else you need?" The Major asked Veronica again.

"I need a team of capable young men, bring the iron catalpa, we have some sisters to bury." Veronica's voice was low and solemn, and her countenance was also covered with a layer of sadness.

The Major's expression also became solemn.

Of course, Veronica's troops could not have enough time to recover the bodies of the sisters on the magic armor destroyed by the Russian army in such a wolf situation, and the corpses they were carrying now could only die of exhaustion in the magic armor on the way to retreat. Generally speaking, the battle queen will only faint if her mental strength is overdrawn, but if she has external injuries in her body, or if she has been strong in willpower for a long time, it is not particularly rare to die suddenly, and such examples are not uncommon in the last war. In particular, the third- and fourth-class bloody united front concubines who were recruited into the army after entering the general war, and more than half of the total number of casualties died due to excessive loss of mental strength.

Because Poland did not have a god concubine and did not have enough troops to resist the Russian army, after Russia declared war on the Human Reform Alliance, it recruited second-class blood warriors on a large scale to enlist in the army, desperately expanding the size of the war concubine army.

Theoretically, this decision was correct, and after the battle line was stabilized, the Polish army could constantly rotate the battle queens on the front line, thus ensuring that all the magic armor was used to the fullest.

But now the battle line has not been stabilized, and the third-class warrior concubine in Veronica's army has been severely overdrawn in this unimaginable multi-day continuous battle, and finally someone can't support it today.

**

Veronica drank a can of milk and watched as the infantrymen cautiously put the succumbed girl into the pit they had just dug. There were five of them, and each Veronica was familiar to them - everyone in Veronica's troops was like sisters.

"The boy on the far left, with short brown wavy hair," said Veronica to the infantry major standing beside her, "usually likes to do needlework, and in the winter she knits a little bit for each of us, because she has little freckles on her face because of her lack of blood, but she is still a beautiful girl when she laughs." ”

"The girl on her right likes to go to bars, is a prodigal guy, squanders the state's subsidy to the war queen, and has never done any serious work. Now she can't hook up with those guys anymore. ”

"Third ......"

"Please be grieved." The Major interrupted Veronica, "If you take every dead subordinate to heart like this, sooner or later you will break down." It's a big war, damn it, why does everyone think it's going to end soon? And the truth is that the nightmare of twenty-five years ago is back. ”

Veronica turned her head to look at the unattractive major and asked with a little surprise, "You don't look like you lived through the last war." ”

"Of course I experienced it, I was a kid at the time, but I can already remember what happened. Every day I fell asleep to the sound of artillery and woke up to the sound of artillery and every once in a while I could see German or Russian troops pouring into my town. Later, I was in the hospital of the town church and watched the wounded soldiers howl and call for their mothers. I know exactly what we're facing, miss, and this is just the beginning, so be prepared. ”

Veronica watched the Major's gaze soften, and she whispered, "I'm sorry for reminding you of something bad." I was born after the war, and I didn't experience any of these things......"

At this time, the battle queen in charge of prayer closed the Bible in her hand and looked up at Veronica: "Colonel, do you have anything else to say?" ”

"Nope." Veronica shook her head slightly, "Bury them." ”

Next, Veronica, along with her men, watched in silence as the infantry shoveled up the dirt and buried the five familiar faces in the soil bit by bit.

Veronica heard one of her men whispering, "At least they were buried by their own people, and they will know where to come after the war." ”

Veronica replied softly.

She lost thirty of her men, and the remaining twenty-five may have been taken prisoner by the Russians, or they may have been buried forever in a place unknown to anyone.

But as the Major said, Veronica didn't have time to grieve for them, she was still alive, her troops were still alive, and they still had a war to fight.

"Alright girls!" She cheered up and shouted to her subordinates, "Eat, there are wounds to be treated, Veretta will replace Erica!" After the others have packed themselves, check the condition of the armor, depending on the situation, we may have to give up some magic armor and concentrate the remaining consumables on the armor in good condition, so those who have more serious armor damage zhòng are better to recall the use of infantry weapons now. ”

The Polish girls immediately disbanded and ran to their respective magic armors.

Veronica looked back at the infantry commander and crossed her hands on her hips, "What are you going to do?" ”

"We will stay here as commanded until a new order comes." The Major paused, "Of course, your command sequence is higher than mine, and you can give new orders." ”

Veronica sighed: "You can also see the state of my troops, whether it is human or magic armor, it is almost exhausted by the war, we must retreat to the rear, receive supplies and rest." Aren't you going to come along? ”

"My troops are fully loaded." The Major said to Veronica in a firm voice, "We can't run backwards without even seeing the face of the Russian troops, isn't that just like the colonel of the baggage team?" We are here to break the gap for you. ”

Veronica smiled.

"Yes, thank you. But we have to rest, the armor is already in terrible condition, and if people don't rest and replenish their energy, we will be finished at the moment of encountering the Russian army. We'll set off early tomorrow morning to continue the retreat, and we'll leave it to you when we're done. ”

"Leave it to us."

Veronica nodded, and was just about to leave, when the major suddenly said to her, "Do you usually use musical instruments?" Violin? ”

"I'm a violinist." Veronica raised her hand to hold the bow and looked at the calluses on it, "If it weren't for the first-class warlord bloodline when I was a teenager, I would probably continue to be a virtuoso in some orchestra now." ”

"That's right." The Major nodded thoughtfully, and said nothing more.