At this time, in the territory of the Federation, in the refugee camp of the lost city, one by one the refugees watched the twelve-meter-high sentry patrol constantly passing by, and their faces showed indescribable expressions. Once upon a time, the impression of a powerful empire in their eyes collapsed overnight, and the Federation suddenly launched a war against the empire and almost reached the imperial capital with unstoppable momentum. The mighty empire turned into a weak empire, although in the end the empire forced the federation to the negotiating table, and shamelessly used the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers to force the federation to negotiate peace.

At that moment, even if the Federation was very passive in deciding to end the war, all the lands within the Federation resounded in the sky. A war has laid the foundation of the pride and self-confidence of the people of the Federation, even a powerful empire cannot compete with the strength of the Federation, in this world, the Federation is already a first-rate country.

But at this moment, they experienced what the people of the former empire had endured.

Restless and panicked, why did the powerful and invincible Federation become like this overnight?

The official propaganda was like an impregnable defensive line that was breached within a week, and those supposedly undefeated legions were also killed and wounded in the first place. Countless civilians were killed in the face of overwhelming artillery fire. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, you are still living in fear as you are now.

The ground trembled slightly, and two sentinel patrols passed by. It was a twelve-meter-tall, six-legged giant piece of mechanical armor that walked on the ground like an octopus floating in the sea, with a nacelle that could accommodate one combatant as its midpoint. Searchlights protruding from the belly of the cabin illuminated the entire camp, and from time to time the muzzles of four blackened machine guns were pointed at places on the ground where there might be commotion.

Someone once tried to challenge these stupid-looking sentinel patrols, but the end was miserable, and there was no place for them to find a whole place. These robots have excellent vision and are much more agile in their reflexes than one might see, even being able to climb and jump. In the past, the Federation people could not imagine that the military equipment of the Empire had advanced to this point, and in some street battles, there were similar miniature war machine units, which caused great destruction and threat to the Federation defense line.

When the two sentinel patrols were gone, the glare of searchlights turned again from the lampposts that could be seen everywhere, and there was no privacy here. Every now and then someone would search every tent, and everything except clothes would be contraband and would be confiscated. If someone hides it, they will be whipped at the least, or shot in public. This also made those who lived here for the time being understand the ruthlessness and brutality of the people of the Empire.

Link is just a very ordinary Commonwealth man, he is just an ordinary carpenter and part-time woodcutter, and he will often go to the forests around the city to cut down some trees that are allowed to be cut down, and then process them into various woodworking products for sale. Because of his good craftsmanship and real wood, he is also a small celebrity, and many people order some woodworking products, furniture and so on from him.

He shrunk his head and was about to go back to sleep when suddenly a group of soldiers approached him, and he immediately puffed up his chest and stood beside his tent with the other refugees. With his insurance card on his chest, with his labor insurance number and a photo of himself, the group of soldiers walked up to him and stopped, causing his heart to beat faster and his breathing to become rapid.

The soldier glanced at the chest of his head, and asked, "Are you Mr. Link?"

Link swallowed and nodded, "Yes, sir." ”

The soldier looked at Link's labor insurance number again with a cold face, read it silently against the notebook in his hand, and then nodded, "Come with me, there are some things that require your cooperation." ”

There was a look of sympathy in the eyes of the refugees around him, which was definitely not a good thing, and poor Link might never come back once he was gone.

They were right, Link had never been back since he left. The vacant seats he left behind were quickly placed for others, and every day some ordinary people were captured at the front lines and then sent to the various refugee camps behind for temporary resettlement. No one knew what had happened to Link, and he quickly forgot that there was such a person.

Nervously, Link and the soldiers walked through most of the camp to the makeshift house in the administration area, where he met an Imperial officer, the young officer who looked to be only about thirty years old, and somewhat handsome.

"Hello, Mr. Link, I'm Major Eric, maybe it's not the most appropriate occasion, but it's definitely the right time!", this major officer named Eric is a good friend of Doolin, he gets what he wants, so does Doolin, and they become good friends. After the Freedom Front was wiped out, Lieutenant Eric, who provided vital information, was quickly promoted to colonel, and during this expedition to the Federation, his superiors named him to participate in the war.

War in peacetime is a very valuable resource, yes, a valuable resource. In addition to the step-by-step mixing of qualifications and tasks, only war can bring greater benefits and a faster speed of promotion. Eric's boss was very optimistic about him, and the Security Council also had a war mission, so he came to the Federation with the army.

Now, he was given a mission. The General Headquarters and the General Staff drew up a plan for a surprise attack on the Federation's financial capital, San Lodu. Saint-Lo has long been the economic center of the Confederation and is also home to the head office of the Federal Bank, where a great deal of wealth has been gathered. If he can capture Saint Lodu, it will definitely be a heavy blow to the people who already belong to the declining Federation.

Once the plan was drawn up, it was sent to the rear of the front, with the involvement of the Security Council and, of course, the members of the MI.

Link didn't know any of this, he just lowered his head and looked at his toes.

Eric poured two glasses of wine, one for himself and one for Link, "Drink a little so you'll be more comfortable." After he finished speaking, he didn't care if Link drank or not, and stuffed the wine glass into his hand, "I heard that the wood used for the things you make is all cut down in the forest by yourself?"

Link nodded subconsciously, this is something that everyone knows, and then he realized that this is not ordinary, and took a sip of wine a little nervously. When the wine was sucked into his mouth, it was as if his mouth was on fire, and then the flame turned into a fiery snake and burrowed into his stomach, and soon the flame softened, dispelling the chill and some fear, which made him take the initiative to speak, "Yes, sir, it is so. ”

Eric nodded with satisfaction, there was a huge map hanging in the room, he stood in front of the map and looked at it for a moment, then asked, "I heard that there is a road in the forest that leads to Saint Lodu, and you are familiar with this forest, right?"

St. Lodu is about two hundred and thirty kilometers away from here, and there is an almost primeval forest between the two places. The Confederation was probably the first country to begin to demand the preservation of the ecological balance, and there was no one that banned any over-cutting of any forest after the earliest acts of over-logging. The timber required for the production of the mill is almost always imported from other countries and is not produced locally. This has allowed the Federation to keep several large primeval forests untouched, one of which Eric is talking about.

Although there are maps, although there are compasses, but everyone knows very well that marching in the primeval forest, even if there is a compass and a map, they may not be able to find the road accurately, and they are not familiar with the terrain in the forest, there are many swamps, lakes, rivers and the like, and the ecological environment of the primeval forest is also full of dangers, such as poisonous plants and animals, including some insects or something.

This requires a local who knows this forest very well as a guide to help them open this route, and then before the Federation can react, surprise attack the completely defenseless Saint Lodu, destroy the financial center of the Federation in one fell swoop, and completely collapse the entire economy of the Federation.

Link didn't know how to answer, and he actually knew that there was a road in the forest, but that path had been abandoned for a long time, and there was no difference between it and not. In the past, many smugglers used that route to smuggle goods, but after the outbreak of the Civil War, the rules of trade within the Union changed dramatically, and many things were no longer afraid of being inspected, and naturally some smuggling routes were abandoned. As for whether you are familiar with this forest or not, that's definitely for sure. In order to select the best wood to make the best furniture and sell it for the most expensive price, Link would often go deep into the forest.

Eric glanced back at Link and smiled, "I'll just take you by default, so new question, will you help us walk through this forest and then appear on the outskirts of Saint Lodu?", Link remained silent, but Eric said, "Very well, I will take you as promised." ”

Hearing this, Link immediately retorted, "No, I didn't ......"

Eric turned around and waved his hand to stop him from continuing, asking an irrelevant question, "Do you know why I chose you?"

Link shook his head.

"Because you have parents, you have a wife, you have children, you have many relatives and friends. They want you to be safe, and I'm sure you want them to be safe too, aren't you?"

"Besides, this is not a bad thing, and we both want to end the war and return to peace as soon as possible. What you are doing now is precisely to make the war end as soon as possible, you have not betrayed anyone, let alone the country, you are helping it, helping the war to end this morning. ”

"Mr. Link, would you like to be our guide?", Eric smiled as he walked up to Link and held out his hand.