Chapter 195. Anchorage's Secrets

The continuous mountains have been filled with a huge amount of snow, and the thick snow layer has even been connected into patches, even if the bottom has been hollowed out to form ice cave passages, it is still stubbornly supported between the mountains. This is the area of Anchorage, Alaska, where the cold winds of Siberia and the Arctic blow the hardest, and a large amount of goose feather snow falls like a waterfall, and the three-month winter has already made this area a cold and barren land.

The forest seemed to be submerged in the snow, and the mountains had lost their tracks, and the snow was thick enough to hide the dense bushes and bury the slopes of the smaller hills. The whole land was white, everything was a sea of snow, even the close fortifications of the Anchorage Line, which had not had time to be cleared because of the long heavy snow, and were piled up in a full layer.

But this is only the appearance, high in the watchtower, the high-powered military radar is still scanning the surrounding sky, and the huge telescope is also carefully observing the nearby terrain. All the heavy artillery is ready to be on standby, even in this bad snowy weather, the large-caliber artillery can be placed on the firing position in the shortest half an hour, and the deadly bombardment will be launched towards the terrain of Zhuyuan, which has already been marked.

The construction of the Anchorage Line, originally built along the hills and the primitive city, was mainly built to defend against the torrent of Soviet steel, and now that it has been built, a large number of elite troops have been stationed in it, although it still lacks strategic offensive capabilities, but in the face of conventional armored attacks, it has sufficient strength to defend. Even rely on terrain and mountains, as well as permanent fortifications. After losing most of the strategic points in Alaska. The Anchorage Line remained like the strongest reef. Withstood the furious onslaught of the Soviets from the Bering Strait.

This is quite clear to anyone, and old Bunard stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in his hands, looking at the towering col in front of him, but there was no expression between his brows. He seemed to be pondering something, and he didn't move for a long time, and after waiting for about half an hour, his ears moved slightly, and the sound of the door opening was heard in his ears. There was no looking back. He said in a hoarse voice, "Major Leslie, is there something wrong with coming to see me at this time?" ”

"No, nothing important."

The door closed slowly, and Major Leslie had already walked in gently, his face was not much expression, and his slight smile was a little formulaic, but his eyes looked at the old Bunard in front of him, but they were a little more dignified. After a slight consideration of the words in his mouth, he slowly asked, "The energy armor unit sent by the United States mainland." It seems like I haven't seen them for a long time, and according to the regulations. I have to keep them running at all times. ”

"Those energy armor units, you say? Oh, and I have to say that some really good lads, their combat power is comparable to that of real heavy armored troops. ”

Old Bunard didn't look back, his eyes still looking through the transparent glass, looking out at the col covered in a thick layer of snow. And his eyes looked up slightly, he had already found a large amount of snow that was almost blocking the top of the mountain col, the already small mountain pass, squinted his eyes slightly, and said lightly as if he was pointing: "I am the commander-in-chief of Anchorage, and for the safety of the Anchorage line, I must also command these energy armored forces to carry out deterrent movements." ”

Major Leslie bowed his head slightly, as if he understood Old Bunnard's answer, but his fists were also slightly clenched, and his voice was a little low, and he just said softly: "Anyway, you are the general of the United States Federation, and the Anchorage Line is related to the fate of the United States Federation, and you will not have anything careless, will you?" ”

"Sometimes, as Commander-in-Chief, I think much more than you, Major Leslie."

The corners of his mouth curled up a smile, old Bunal's slightly thin but still well-proportioned body slowly turned around, with a certain smile on his face, but looking at the expressionless face of Major Leslie, he also seemed to shake his head indifferently, and came to the desk on the side, he picked up his coffee and took a sip gently, while shrugging his shoulders slightly to Major Leslie: "Did you hear any rumors?" Why else would you suddenly say this? ”

"Well, the rumors spread by the Soviets, and now the soldiers in the defense line are also secretly saying that our defense line is the worst fortification, and it will not be able to stop the attack of the Soviets at all."

Major Leslie nodded slowly, but when he saw Old Bunard's seemingly plain appearance, a smile appeared on his lips. However, he didn't stay here for long, nodded and said: "Of course, if there is no situation, then I will arrange someone to punish the soldiers who spread rumors, after all, these words appear in our barracks, and it is still a big blow to morale." ”

"It's a lot of dutiness." Old Bunard nodded in satisfaction, and at the same time took the coffee in his hand, as if to pay tribute to Major Leslie. But he watched Major Leslie salute, and then slowly opened the door and walked out, but his face became extremely gloomy, and he glanced at the door where there was no sound, he put down the coffee in his hand, and also moved towards the wall next to him, and pulled a decorative corner, and a secret door appeared in front of him.

As if he had done it many times, old Bunard walked slowly into the room, and the secret door behind him slowly closed. It was impossible to see the face in the slightly dimly lit dark room, but he still walked forward from memory, and at the same time he commanded faintly as if he were speaking to someone, "Major Leslie seems to have discovered something, go and deal with him." ”

"Understood."

In the darkness, an affirmative answer sounded instantly, and at the same time, the sound of subtle footsteps appeared beside it, walking into the distance. And old Bunard is still walking forward, he seems to have passed through a long corridor, walked about three or five hundred meters away, and a lot of light gradually appeared in the darkness in front of him, and when his brows furrowed slightly, in the bright light, a biochemical gene trough is lined up on both sides of the room, and a researcher in a white lab coat is mixing various liquids, and at the same time the transparent gene trough, a creature similar to a strange human body, is conducting a series of injection experiments. And look at the appearance of that kind of humanoid, burly, almost three times the size of a human! (To be continued.) )