In the northern lands, he will carry out magic cannon bombardments on imaginary enemies and serve as an observer. Actually, though, I don't have any complaints about why I'm in such a place.

After becoming a Sentinel (a ranged solo scout unit), I got used to the extra missions that would be attached every now and then.

What worries me the most is probably how to face Ximena in the future, after all, as my sister, Ximena is also the third princess of the principality.

I, on the other hand, will most likely fight against her country.

In fact, my additional mission this time is to train the principality as an imaginary enemy with a planned new weapon.

"Confirm the impact...... It is confirmed to be a close bullet, and the impact point error range is within 10 meters. Please carry out the effectiveness of the shelling. ”

AOE07 received. Start the mission now!"

With the shelling, the flying shells cut a beautiful tail flame, just like the fireworks we set off when we were young.

Looking at the situation in front of me, although my purple pupils did not dare to relax at all, I did not want to be charged with neglecting military affairs because of a mission. But there is no denying the impatience in the flashes in his eyes.

"Yo! flat-chested girl...."Why did Gogland's voice suddenly appear in my mind, the point is, I actually looked down at my own ...... cooperatively

Since the beginning of the empire, it has not been a secret that border disputes with neighboring countries have not been made public, but at least in the arena of the alliance, no one wants a new country to sit big, but it is not willing to be the first to emerge.

However, this is simply because the empire has overwhelming power, and the so-called alliance is not as united as it thinks. It's also because of this that I haven't let this issue come to the surface for so long.

...... In the past, it can only be in the past, if they knew that the empire would have the scale it has today, I am afraid they can only regret and regret the disunity at the beginning!

On the border line, scouts and sentinels on both sides will often bump into each other during patrols. Friction is indispensable, and after a long time, they have a tacit understanding with each other, and the personnel of the two sides call this friction "friendly visit".

Of course, this is only for those big countries.

Luckily, after I became a "Mediator", I had enough time to hone my skills to become familiar with myself, and although it was not perfect, it was still possible to save my life on the battlefield. It's not like some people who lose their lives before they can figure out what's going on.

My hunch had always been accurate, and soon after the end of the second round of experimental shelling, the Empire's fears were still there.

The command center was filled with a large number of communication instruments, and the operator sitting in front of the instrument reported loudly from time to time the information he received from his side, and at the same time sent out orders.

"Report! Observer 1 has lost contact. One operator shouted.

Before the command staff could react......

"Report! Observer 4 has lost contact. ”

"Three... Lost contact. ”

"Five... Lost contact. ”

......

In just a few minutes, the reconnaissance system of the Northern Theater of Operations was paralyzed.

"Boom!"

The Legion Commander slammed the table, "What the hell is going on?"

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't know how to answer, and even the operator next to him shuddered because of this loud roar.

"Send all the scouts immediately, I want you to find out the situation in the shortest possible time, order all the troops in the garrison to immediately enter combat readiness, and at the same time the artillery of each unit will be withdrawn ......"

Just as the corps commander issued the order, a young man who looked like a nobleman on the side stopped him with a voice, "Wait a minute, the artillery team doesn't need to retreat, if anyone really dares to come, it can show the strength of the empire in actual combat." ”

"However, the artillery is too far ahead, and it is not under the escort of the main forces of our army, if something goes wrong......," the commander questioned.

"I think you're worried about your treasures, aren't you? If you're dead, you just need to recruit again..."

"But?"

"Alright, don't say it!" the man waved his hand impatiently.

The corps commander couldn't say anything when he saw this scene, and waved his hand to a subordinate, "Order, let the scout guards go to the accident site immediately, and let the light cavalry be ready to deal with emergencies." ”

As for the other troops, before finding out the truth of the matter, the corps commander did not dare to move now, although he was the military commander here, but it seemed that the noble man in front of him was something he could not afford to offend.

The aristocratic man had another idea at this time, and half of the more than ten people accompanying him at this time chose to be a reconnaissance post, just because he made a bet with the little girl.

The loss of contact, in his expectation, a bunch of playboys just deserted halfway, if the artillery retreated because of this, even if the corps commander didn't say it, the artillery team would report to the imperial headquarters, and then...

He can only use his rights to delay time, just hoping that the uncompetitive fox friends can return to their respective posts as soon as possible.

It's a pity that this time he pressed the wrong treasure....

Shortly after the scout guards were dispatched...

"Are these guys stupid?" I was in charge of an area where enemy movements were detected, and a large number of infantry crossed the border line and appeared in the area that had just been shelled head-on.

Due to the selfishness of someone in the command center, I didn't receive any information that other areas had been breached, so this reaction was human.

"Alpha calls the command center, there are enemy legion-level units in our area, reread, there are enemy legion-level units in our area. ”

While all the commanders were anxiously waiting, my voice sounded like a trumpet of dawn. At the same time, it also sounded the alarm bell of the enemy invasion.

"Is that the unit's observation post?"

The corps commander, completely forgetting his identity, walked up behind the operator and grabbed the operator by the shoulder with one hand. Judging by the trembling body of the operator, you can understand how strong the hand of the corps commander is.

"Report! It's Alpha, subordinate to the Remote Reconnaissance Post. ”

"Inform her to immediately carry out a cover evacuation and try to get out of the frontal battlefield. ”

"No!" the aristocratic man stopped him again, and although things were starting to turn for the worse, he still didn't want to believe that his companions were dead or captured. (Note: There is no such thing as a captive for long-range infiltration missions, unless there is significant value.) ）

"Let Alpha report the coordinates and synchronize the shelling...", the man turned to look at the other operators, "What about the other observation posts?"

"Also... Still... No news!" replied a feeble operator.

The operator in charge of Alpha looked at his commander suspiciously.

"Do as he says. ”