Lieutenant Colonel Wilhelm Bitrich is carrying out routine dismantling and maintenance of firearms.

As a middle-level cadre in the army, a colonel-level officer, and a garrison commander stationed in a rear city, Lieutenant Colonel Beatrich should not have many opportunities to be on the front line in person, and even more so now that the war has ended, such an opportunity cannot exist.

The reason why the lieutenant colonel patiently maintained the gun was that he took the trouble to wipe every part, then oiled, assembled, wiped again, and calibrated...... It was because it was a good habit that he had cultivated in his military academy days, and that no one had the courage to forget to maintain his weapons after seeing how the unfortunate ones who had been severely punished for neglecting to maintain their guns would carry their guns high and jump around the playground for twenty laps of rabbits, shouting "This is my gun! This is my wife!" as he went; As the commander of a garrison in an area frequented by guerrillas and bandits, a weapon in good condition, ready to fire and not malfunctioning was his most important life support. In such a ghost place where gunshots or explosions can be heard from time to time, the lieutenant colonel and his soldiers will feel very uncomfortable as long as they do not wipe their weapons for a day.

From the moment the dictator ascended the throne as emperor in the Hall of Mirrors of the Palace of Versailles, Alfheim was officially elevated to the Holy Gilmanian Empire, and the defense army was also upgraded to the "Imperial Defense Force", which is generally referred to as the "Wehrmacht" at home and the "Imperial Army" abroad. The former was obviously more affectionate, but the elves did not hate the latter either, which was distinctly unkind, and to some extent regarded it as an honor, a sign of the invincibility of the army.

However, the forces of one of the most powerful armies in the world, which can be called the sword in the hands of the Empire, are in trouble.

Not an adjective, not a description, Lieutenant Colonel Bitrich and his 3rd "Prince Eugen" Mountain Brigade were in deep trouble, and an atmosphere of anxiety and solemnity had never been seen in the troops.

The 3rd "Prince Eugen" mountain brigade is one of the first mountain units formed by the Defence Force, which belongs to the old army, and has fully proved its value in a series of operations after the war, especially in the battle in the Vosges Mountains, the descendants of these Carpathian mountain elves have proved to the world with their own actions that they have completely inherited the fierceness and courage of their ancestors, and at the same time, those who are very Carpathian mountain people - that is, the kind of unrelenting to the enemy, can be called bloody and cruel treatment of the enemy is also impressive.

It can be said that this is a notorious army, enough to be used by mothers to intimidate their children into obedience, but this group of beasts is trapped, like trapped beasts that have fallen into a trap and locked in a cage, full of anxiety and anger, but also nervous.

It's not supposed to be this way.

You must know that their opponent is not a regular army, just a group of stragglers and militiamen who are not strictly trained, but such a group of people can actually make the well-equipped and well-trained regular mountain brigade of the Imperial Army helpless, even on the verge of madness.

What the hell is this.

Why is this happening?

Officers and soldiers are thinking about this problem, some think that the enemy army is too cunning, some think that the higher authorities do not pay enough attention and do not invest enough, and there are those who directly think that the single-celled ones kill too few people and kill all the people, and the problem does not exist.

Lieutenant Colonel Bitrich could only sigh at all the speculations of his subordinates.

The answer is actually very simple, because this is the last thing the Imperial Defence Force wants to see and face is a law and order war.

No regular field army is willing to fight a law and order war. Not to mention that the content of their training is basically used to deal with the enemy, who are also regular troops, rather than competing with the elusive guerrillas to have patience and lower limits. What's worse is that you can't tell the difference between a guerrilla and a normal person, but the guerrillas know exactly where their goals are, how to effectively kill and exhaust their opponents. In the face of endless casualties, it is impossible for the troops to endure forever, and all kinds of cruel things will sooner or later, such as retaliating against the villages that support the guerrillas, creating "no man's land" to blockade the guerrillas, and even using biological and chemical weapons to carry out "sweeps". During this period, there will inevitably be casualties among ordinary civilians, and the families of the dead and wounded will thus become guerrillas or supporters of the guerrillas, which is tantamount to adding new strength to the guerrillas. On the other hand, due to the delay in solving the problem, morale will continue to be low, and a large number of troops and resources will be pinned down in the secondary battlefield and cannot be deployed in more important directions.

That's why law and order warfare is so difficult.

The "Graveyard of Empires", "the quagmire of Vietnam", and the "paradise of the guerrillas" are all the same, each of which is a huge dunghill filled with blood and all the evils of the world, and everyone who falls into this dunghill, whether good or evil, will eventually become a devil and become a part of the dunghill.

Now it is the 3rd "Prince Eugen" mountain brigade that has fallen into the manure pit.

The "Prinz Eugen" brigade had been stationed in Evian two months earlier, in the city of the Alps to the south and Lake Léman, on the border between Charlemagne and Serres, to the north. The city is famous for its beautiful scenery, snow-capped Alps, lush greenery, lakeside scenery and mineral waters. Every summer and autumn, a large number of guests come here to enjoy the famous mineral baths and the beautiful scenery of the lake and mountains. It wasn't until the beginning of the war that tourists became scarce and replaced by an endless stream of refugees.

Wehrmacht bombers were wreaking havoc in Charlemagne's skies, with guided rockets and bombs raining tons of death and destruction on Charlemagne. To escape the air raids, some Charlemagnes began to move closer to the border with Serres. Because Seres is a neutral country, in order to avoid diplomatic disputes caused by accidental bombing, the Defence Air Force rarely visits the border areas. As the war situation worsened, more and more refugees began to increase, and the rapid influx of a large number of people led to an endless stream of law and order incidents, with vicious cases occurring almost every day, and fights and brawls are staged every hour and every minute. Deserters and ruffians fought for supplies or the opportunity to travel to Serres, gentlemen became thugs, women hid their faces and wept, and children seemed helpless. For a time in a town like Evian, every day was spent in fear. I was afraid that this beautiful town would be ruined by an irrational riot.

Finally, the Mother Goddess heard the prayers of her people, and the war ended. Charlemagne announced his unconditional surrender and Serres repeatedly announced that he would refuse to accept all refugees, and the crowd gradually subsided. Everything seems to be back to the way it was before.

Just as the inhabitants of Evian were breathing a sigh of relief, the "Prince Eugen" brigade was stationed in Evian, and from that day on, the beautiful town was completely transformed.