About 20 kilometers from the commander's camp, under the city of Jinling, the front-line military assembly place of the "peacekeeping forces". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Kenji leaned out of his armored command vehicle with his arms resting on the turret where all weaponry had been removed.

Although the blast robot can transmit the clearest image in real time and project it on the internal display of the armored vehicle, Kenji is still more accustomed to holding his commander's general telescope engraved with the eagle emblem, and the Kama lens barrel with a special laser filter device will not damage the user's eyes even if it is illuminated by the enemy's laser observation equipment during observation, and its slightly pink filter effect makes the imaging softer under strong light such as the scorching sun. This kind of comfortable viewing experience cannot be provided by a monotonous and cold display.

Kenji really sees everything in front of him as a view, doesn't he? Will it be an uphill battle?

In his lens, he could clearly see the facial expressions of the soldiers lying on the head of the city, revealing exhaustion, nervousness, and the happiness of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, etc., but there was no will to fight.

The camera deflects to a section of the city wall that has just been replaced, and the soldiers on the new reinforcement are a little more restrained, unlike those veterans who are stationed where they don't even have guns to aim, these "recruits" not only re-erect the double-barreled cannon damaged in the battle, but also measure the distance of the tanks under the city to adjust the angle of the mortar.

But emotions are contagious, and under the gaze of a group of soldiers who are still stained with blood looking at idiots, the speed of the group of "recruits" to consolidate the defense line gradually slows down, and from Kenji's point of view, you can see that some of the "recruits" are approaching like veterans, looking like they are negotiating.

Those who have a little brain will not believe that these two forces that have just successfully flanked the insect swarm one after the other will really start a war, the situation of human beings in the last days is already difficult, and Jinling City, which has just fought with the insect swarm, needs time to recuperate.

The frontal losses of the war were not as severe as expected, but the massive damage and unrest caused by the dragons that fell into the city had a profound effect.

The traps outside the city had long been swept away by the swarm, so that the peacekeepers did not suffer any losses along the way, and the hardly dispatched and most intact air force in Jinling City did not react at all, and some keen officers sniffed the smell, so they also let their soldiers lazily rest under the women's wall.

The aroma of rice porridge began to waft over the stone walls that were being cleaned of dead bodies and bloodstains, and the soldiers who were still vigilant were distracted by the gurgling sound in their stomachs.

The silence of the battle alarm caused the front-line officers on both sides to remain silent with a tacit accompaniment, which could not be compared to the loud scene of a few hours earlier.

Soviet minecarts the size of heavy rollers swept up mountains of insect corpses behind Kenji's armored defenses, and volunteer drivers with cigarettes in their cigarettes in their tent-style cockpits yelled at the motionless blasting robots that stopped on their path from time to time, while driving the big chunky creature around the mechanical bugs and toward the ubiquitous pile of corpses.

It was not a wise idea to open a mine under the noses of a human, especially when the other party still had enough strength to crush him, and the core vehicle of the Imperial Ore Refinery that could be deployed anywhere was not compatible with the Soviet minecart with heavy reactive armor, Qin Feng had to deploy a Snipke survey vehicle near an abandoned stone mine where he had previously been stationed, so that his mighty army of minecarts did not have to spend hours slowly and leisurely going back and forth between the base and the battlefield.

Seeing that the originally empty capital column was skyrocketing at a crazy speed, Qin Feng's anxious heart finally settled down a little.

At the same time, some people's more anxious hearts are slow to calm down.

The doctors in charge of treating the commander-in-chief of the military region were all from the hospitals controlled by Qin Zheng's lineage, and his original intention was to prevent some ill-intentioned people from secretly aggravating Liang Jun's condition, but in fact, even if they isolated all possible injuries, the doctors were powerless.

Liang Jun's complexion was a little ruddy and a little strange since he waved everyone away, and his blood-red eyes made everyone who saw it secretly frightened, what kind of pain was he enduring to make people hurt like this?

The military doctor's trembling hands inserted a needle connected to the medicine bottle into the blood vessels in the crook of Liang Jun's arm, he couldn't help wiping a handful of sweat beads oozing from his forehead, the tent was so quiet that the military doctor could feel his rapid breathing, his gaze moved down, and a glass bottle less than the size of his thumb was quietly displayed in the freezer of another doctor next to him.

He turned his gaze for help to the officer corps, which had been silent, and these people in power who had been as deep as the sea had remained absolutely silent since the doctors came in.

The howling cold wind was cut off by the towering walls, but the chill still reached the inside of the tent through the thick canvas. After the military doctor's unspeakable gaze came, Qin Zheng was the first to speak.

"If you have something to say, say it."

He cautiously didn't say anything superfluous, but after glancing at the other two doctors, who were cowering and shivering, he added, "Let the people outside get some firewood and make it." ”

After the war, the status of doctors who can save lives and help the wounded has risen sharply, and the scarcity is expensive, and so are people. Doctors who are relatively small compared to the population of the entire city are uniformly placed in well-guarded hospitals, and the surrounding buildings are divided into separate living quarters for them and their families, and the militarized food rationing system naturally cannot afford to treat these life-saving figures, and when the harsh winter has not yet fully come, even if it is not as luxurious as once to use electricity-consuming equipment such as air conditioners and heaters, the military region is the first to renovate the hospital with heating facilities such as fireplaces. Had it not been for the sudden invasion of the swarm, the military that had occupied a small oil field would have been able to use the natural gas extracted to supply the city's important buildings with underfloor heating.

And when these military doctors were called out in a hurry, they obviously did not take into account the difference in temperature between the hospital and the outside, and even if they thought about it, they felt that the place where the people who could requisition them like this must live no worse than the hospital. It was based on this consideration that they were now frozen into slugs in the tent built close to the frosty city wall, and the only basin of hot water was allowed to wash their hands and heat the bottles of medicine for the commander-in-chief.

The staff officer, who had been staring at the doctors, nodded, turned around and lifted the tent and walked out.

Everyone seemed to be aware of what the Medic was going to say next, after all, his dead mom and dad expression had already betrayed everything.

"Commander-in-Chief, he's sick."

The military doctor stubbornly held back such a sentence.

"Nonsense!"

The people who seemed to have stopped breathing almost crooked their mouths one by one when they heard the words of the military doctor, and the short-tempered army generals rushed up with their sleeves and pinched the military doctor's neck for a while, and asked him what he meant, doubting the IQ of their group?

The three doctors, who had never been in the same room with so many high-ranking generals, trembled under the threat of a group of grinning reckless men, and the civilian staff officers also stared at the doctors with fierce eyes, and there was a posture of fists and kicks against each other if they did not agree with each other. (To be continued.) )