“…… While most of the people in the Northern Hemisphere were still celebrating the Lunar New Year, I had been trekking through the mountains of the Alps for a week, where soldiers were fighting in cold temperatures high enough to freeze the joints of the exoskeleton, and every night both sides infiltrated each other's positions, and if one day the commanders on both sides decided not to engage each other in close combat, they would invariably fire a large number of shells, most of which were intercepted by laser defense systems, and I think this would probably be my New Year's fireworks...... No matter where you are, you must know that at the foot of the Alps, there is a war going on here, which you cannot imagine, that a civilization is barbaric, that some lives are incomparably small, that a soul is numb, that the real war ......"

- "Twenty-three Days on the Front," memoirs of Joseph Hsu, war correspondent for the Allied Daily.

February 13, 2178

Geneva, Switzerland

On the northern side of the Alps, Geneva, formerly the second largest city in Switzerland and the seat of many former United Nations agencies, is now the largest forward base for the entire Alpine Front - or the Italian Theater Alliance, echoing the Allied European Theater Command in Berlin, which controls the southeastern French defense line that runs from Geneva to Marseille.

In the past few decades of war, the League has been controlling the two support points at both ends of the Geneva and Marseille lines, but Lyon has changed hands three times, but now, after gathering heavy troops, the League has recaptured this important French town and stabilized, and since the 70s, the battle line has been stuck on the line of Geneva-Grenoble-Marseille.

Compared to the South African front, where the total number of pilots lost by both sides in a large-scale air battle was less than 200 men, this is the real hell - 200 men is just the number of fighter pilots lost by both sides in a day during the fierce battle - not counting the number of people who were captured, or parachuted to escape, and simply died in battle.

Unlike South Africa, which is still using tanks that are almost 50 years old, a large number of advanced technological weapons are concentrated on a narrow battlefield -- various types of unmanned aerial vehicles and active attack robots, hovering tanks equipped with large-caliber electromagnetic guns, seventh-generation air superiority aircraft and fourth-generation ground attack aircraft, and newly equipped individual powered exoskeletons.

However, the TF forces are not worthy of being in Geneva, where there is only a 30-man response detachment, and the main forces are all concentrated in Lyon, where both sides have at least 2,000 TFs of different abilities, and the TFs on the side of the Light Alliance, who have permanently lost their combat capabilities on this line, have exceeded 300 in the past 10 years.

This is, the Southern Alpine Line of Hell.

"Long time no see, Logan!"

"Long time no see, Uncle Bashile."

As soon as Ling Yu and his entourage stepped off the transport helicopter, they saw Lieutenant Colonel who had come to greet them, 44-year-old Bashile Fontaine, a staff officer of the 24th Mechanized Infantry Division of the Allied European Front, who Logan claimed to be a distant relative.

Ling Yu, who had changed into an alliance uniform, turned his head and watched the tilt-rotor plane that had transported them take off again. Jeunese and Linya naturally donned the military uniforms of the alliance - Jeunse really changed her clothes this time.

"Let's go, let's go in and talk." Bashile and Rogan exchanged a few words, then waved at Logan, Ling Yu also noticed that the next plane was about to land on this tarmac, and raised his chin at the two ladies behind, and the three of them followed Logan's footsteps.

"It's been so cold this winter." Bashile led everyone out of the airport and got into a military jeep, "Although it is cold every year, I have served here for more than ten years, and this year is definitely the coldest year." ”

Ling Yu glanced at Logan, motioning for him to deal with this relative of his, and then turned his gaze to the base outside the car window.

"Take back Cannes!"

"Fight to Turin!"

"Drive the ACA brutes out of the Mediterranean!"

Military buildings and vehicles are spray-painted with this slogan with a strong battlefield atmosphere, and except for the last sentence, the first two sentences are clearly imbued with the French vernacular, which is different from South Africa - the South African Front does not have many natives, and the whole of South Africa is strictly "enemy territory", while the European front is filled with a large number of native soldiers.

Before the Coalition, the French army suffered a number of defeats on this line - of course, they had outlasted the Italian army, and it was enough to be complacent that the Italian army, which had suffered a surprise attack and rebellion, was able to withdraw most of its troops across the Alps in formation, but the loss of Cannes in the ACA's blitzkrieg remained a scar for the French.

Today, the French Front is still made up of the former French and Italian armies, as well as a small number of German armies - the Germans have to work with the Russians to deal with the Balkan powder keg, Austria, Hungary and Romania have been cut in half, and the battle of Ukraine is the Alliance's biggest victory on the European battlefield in the last hundred years - Russia's Army Group South kicked Ukrainian rebels and ACA forces from Yalta into the Black Sea before the alliance was formed.

However, it was not so smooth in the Caucasus, the Russians paid the price for their light enemy, they failed to cross the Caucasus Mountains, the ACA army from South Ossetia even made dumplings for the Russians in North Ossetia, and finally with the support of the former US Air Force, four divisions were saved from total annihilation, but Russia apparently put away its contempt for the ACA.

Of course, this was before the league was formed, and at that time ACA was not called ACA.

An ambulance sped away with the crowd's car, and in the distance, a B-774 bomber was staggering down the runway with kilometers of tail smoke. Jesse frowned, watched the bomber disappear behind the complex - there was no violent explosion, it probably landed safely - and then spoke.

"I can't believe that the league is at peace with the ACA on paper."

"Welcome to the battlefield, welcome to hell, ma'am."

Bashiler, who was chatting with Logan in the front row, shrugged helplessly, "But people who haven't been to a field hospital probably don't know what hell is really like." ”

"Amputation is the luckiest outcome, at least you can fit a mechanical leg, those that have been beaten into a sieve by the tank's anti-infantry shotguns but still breathe, those that have been vaporized into half a zombie by microwave weapons, and chemical weapons...... The ACA is not a signatory to the Geneva Conventions. ”

Bashile still talked to himself, "Don't look at me sitting in the office now, I was also promoted in the line of fire, I personally participated in the third Alpine battle more than ten years ago, don't look at these shiny broken things, what exoskeletons, what power armor, machines, missiles...... It's all rubbish, both sides have beaten the EMP into flares, I've seen the aurora, really, I swear, nothing but the radio works, the coffee machines are burned, and we're only going to have to play the second ...... two hundred years ago Damn, the Air Force didn't have it, the First World War was right, and the only reliable equipment was rifles, helmets and body armor, and daggers, but most people didn't live to use daggers. ”

"Compared to World War I, at least you don't have to worry about being served by long-range artillery when making coffee." Ling Yu smiled and shrugged.

"Oh shit, you're right, laser interceptors are the only thing that's still working." Bashile laughed, "It's better that thing has to work, or there will be no defense in a single salvo of rockets or heavy artillery." ”

"Well, it's obviously a very strict and tragic thing, and you discussed it very happily." Linya expressed the opinion of a layman who has never been on the battlefield, "But the defense line has been relatively stable recently. ”

"So, little girl, you don't understand, people who are not optimistic will either die on the battlefield or be locked up in a mental hospital now, the battlefield is such a fucking place, and the natural law of survival of the fittest is vividly embodied." Bashile slowly pulled the car to a halt - the road ahead seemed to be regulated, and the soldiers in fully enclosed helmets had a huge holographic projection of "MP" (gendarmerie) on their heads, much like the NPCs in the game with their names hanging above their heads.

"As for the front, if it sounds good, it is called stable, but if it is not good, it is entering the 'meat grinder' mode." Bashile took the cigarette that Rogan handed over and lit it, "There are no large-scale battles, but small-scale assaults and infiltrations are also continuing, and the theater command has asked the alliance three times to approve scorched earth operations, giving us more room for maneuver and flexible defense, but giving up Lyon is too big a morale blow, and southwestern France is still an important industrial center, and the cost of this scorched earth is too great." ”

"The morale problem cannot be ignored," Linya shook her head, "After the third battle to regain Lyon, the Alliance's enthusiasm for joining the army increased by four percentage points, and the system is like this, without continuous victories, the people will collapse." ”

"Let's not win, at least we can't lose," Bashile nodded, "It's like a crop on the ACA side, and there are soldiers growing in the field every year...... It's no surprise that the same fire coverage is gone. ”

"At least, it's not a mourner." Jessy, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke, her eyes focused on an infiltration team that had just come down from the front line on the side of the road, six or seven soldiers covered in soot and blood took off their helmets, took off their armor and lazily lay on the ground smoking and laughing, a two-meter-three tall semi-armored powered exoskeleton maintained a fast-flashing posture, and the pilot was holding two huge ammunition boxes to insert the mecha from behind.

"There are still fights," Logan, who was also silent, finally spoke, shaking his head, "I don't know how many people will make it back alive." ”

"The problem is that if you don't fight," Ling Yu held his chin and sighed, "there is no home to go back to." ”

*****

"So, you're going to hang under the drone, and the moment the drone is hit, you're going to get mixed in with the drone's disintegrated flight junk...... Be born? ”

The car did not go to the base, because Ling Yu and his party did not have the authority to enter the underground base, not to mention, strictly speaking, this was a private matter, so naturally they could not go to the staff room of the base to say it in a big way.

So the meeting was held in Bashile's room.

"That's right, because there's no other way." Rogan clasped his hands in front of his chest, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his plan, he raised his hand and pointed at Linya, "I thought about it when that little girl threw the plate, even if the ACA can monitor any flying unit, it definitely didn't carefully analyze the whereabouts of each piece of debris after the explosion of the drone, even if the trajectory was a little unnatural, it was impossible to send troops to search for it." ”

"Even if you're all TFs...... This plan is also too risky, no one has ever tried it......" Bashile finally put away the expression of "** is teasing me" and began to seriously consider the feasibility of the plan.

"If I'm not mistaken, that's how you supply the guerrillas in the mountains." Ling Yu sat on the stool, his fingers tapping on the paper cup filled with inferior coffee, and added, "TF's physical strength won't be much worse than some precision weapons, and we can also use some slowing down means." ”

"A cargo airbag is good." Jessie gave a thumbs up and added, she was talking about a cargo airbag used to airdrop precision cargo, these bottle-sized airbags can inflate the moment they hit the ground, counteracting most of the impact.

"It's a shame that you can figure it out......," Bashile smiled bitterly, but he didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to stop it, most of these officers who were promoted in the line of fire had a strong sense of autonomy, unlike the guys who were stupid in the military academy, "It's not completely impossible, it just so happens that the above will provide a batch of supplies to the guerrillas the day after tomorrow, you can go with the supplies, although there is one more than usual for four drones to go out, but it shouldn't attract too much attention, just one of the two of you, and the remaining two carry supplies." ”

"Besides," Ling Yu tapped lightly on the table, calling Bashile back from his thoughts, "we don't mind causing some trouble in Milan with the guerrillas, but you'll have to match us up." ”

"No problem, I know the commander in charge of this area." Bashile nodded.