While the Navy is working hard to strengthen itself, the Army is not lagging behind, and now they are working on some gadgets.

The Faustino training ground is a medium-sized training ground under the army, which covers an area of 27.6 square kilometers, and basically has mountains, hills, sand, swamps, rivers, and basically all the terrain that should be there.

Every year, the army conducts a number of battalion and regimental training subjects at the training ground, mainly to test the small-scale tactical use of the Italian army.

Of course, in addition to conducting tactical exercises, the training ground also has some other functions, such as artillery test firing, machine gun test firing, battlefield use of military trucks, or other technical weapon tests.

Today, in a corner of Faustino's training ground, a unique experiment is underway.

Trenches, barbed wire, tunnels, ditches, horse blocks, pillboxes, these fortifications have turned the site into a mess, full of potholes. In addition, it rained yesterday, and there was no place to put your feet, and it was muddy everywhere.

And in such a bad situation, a strange tracked vehicle appeared here. Why is this car strange, because the tracks of this car are higher than other tracked cars on the market, and in addition to the tracks are higher than other cars, its body is also different from the others, its cab has no windows, only a small observation hole. And the car is also taller than other tracked vehicles, at least two and a half meters high. And the car looks square-headed, like a tin can.

The car looks weird, but it's not weird at all. I saw it come to a steep slope, the tracks covered with yellow mud pressed on the slope, and the roar of the diesel engine in the car pushed it up the steep slope, and then it went downhill to several sections of barbed wire, and also pressed the barbed wire and wooden stakes through without pressure. Immediately after that, the puddle and the pit were all passed without pressure, and just as the people who followed it wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, the strange tracked car suddenly emitted a puff of smoke and went out.

"Quick, check what the problem is this time."

Lieutenant Colonel Valoren, the project leader who followed him, tightened his heart and immediately beckoned the others to come forward and check.

I saw several engineers running forward with tools and began to check the cause.

At the same time, a door suddenly opened on the roof of the strange tracked vehicle, and a soldier with an oily face climbed out, followed by three more soldiers. The weather in January was actually colder, but the soldiers were wearing single clothes, and the sweat on their foreheads showed that the temperature in the car was definitely not low.

"What's going on with Fellaini?"

Valoren asked one of the people who had climbed out of the car.

"Lieutenant Colonel, we don't know, we only know that before the tracked experimental vehicle stopped, we suddenly heard a few clicks, and then it turned off." Fellaini, whose name was called, answered the lieutenant colonel's question with a body of oil.

After he finished speaking, he took out the cigarette from his jacket pocket, and after a circle, he lit one beautifully.

As for Lieutenant Colonel Valoren, he ignored the test crew, and went up with a few engineers to inspect the tracked vehicle lying in the nest.

"The car is so hot, the design is airtight, it's too uncomfortable."

"Who's to say no, the observation hole is so small, and if you want to drive this thing well, you really need to be quite observant."

"If you want me to say, the tracked car we are driving at the moment can be regarded as the most reliable, the previous ones were basically broken down the road, and this one broke down after completing the test, which is already very good."

While a few car crews were chatting, several engineers finally discovered the problem.

"There was a problem with the power lever, and a screw fell off and got stuck in the connection, which directly caused the engine to shut down."

An engineer who checked the situation, with a hand of oil, wiped it on his body nonchalantly, and informed Valoren of the cause of the failure.

"Hurry up and restore the power lever, we will need to continue testing later."

When he heard that this was the reason, Valoren's heart was relieved.

As the person in charge of the water tank project, Valoren has a lot of pressure on him.

That's right, the project is called a water tank, and it is claimed that they have developed a field water supply vehicle. As for why it was called a water tank, he didn't know very well, probably because the water tank was more confusing.

As a field water truck, it is necessary to take into account the complexity of the battlefield situation, so it is reasonable to use tracked vehicles to increase terrain adaptability. Of course, given the danger of the battlefield, it is logical to add a little protection and firepower for self-defense.

At least that's how they answered when asked about other fraternal units.

However, as the person in charge of the project, Valoren knew that they were developing a weapon for a battlefield breakthrough, a tracked combat vehicle that combines protection, firepower, and maneuverability.

It sounds exciting, very exciting, and in practice, it's really exciting.

At present, the project has been carried out for nearly three years, and there are more than ten tracked combat vehicles of various types, which look very good, but when conducting simulated battlefield tests, all of them are lying on their stomachs. And not only once or twice in the nest, he experienced the most, a test had to be repaired on site seven or eight times.

It's okay to be able to repair it on site, but what he's most afraid of is the kind that can't be repaired well and can only be dragged back, which is really fatal. However, this situation was basically encountered in the early trials, and then gradually improved.

As for now, it is a big improvement to be able to test it after it is bad.

Boom, boom, boom!

A roar sounded, interrupting Valoren's train of thought, and seeing that his chariot had finally recovered, he hurriedly called the test crew.

"Hurry up, re-test the lap, I need the reliability of this car, at least so that it can complete the test in front of General Benoy without failure."

Valoren's words lifted the hearts of the rest of the project, and they wanted to show their faces in front of the higher authorities and let them know that they hadn't spent every penny in vain.

The energetic project personnel looked at the restarted tracked vehicle with an expectant expression. Then, in the eyes of everyone present, this strange tracked vehicle conducted another simulation experiment, and the car did not fail in the whole experiment.

Looking at the stalled test vehicle, the project crew immediately gathered around it and cheered. Everyone sang and danced to vent their inner joy. I can finally see some results in three years, it's not easy, it's not easy, it's not easy.

When he returned to the project that day, Valoren also picked up a pen and paper with an excited face and prepared to report to the higher authorities, and the crawler test prototype passed the simulation experiment and could be used for the next stage of research and development.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.