Chapter 184
My Empire Chapter 184
2020-11-03
Chapter 184 184 FilmingIn the muddy and gravel city of Alan, several people wearing military uniforms but not wearing any weapons Soldier, operating a strange tripod.
Their expressions were very monolithic. A few officers with a not-so-small rank opened the box and set up a piece of equipment on a tripod that had been leveled.
The leader watched the machine work, fiddled with the switch on it, and gestured with his hand, letting the soldiers who had been ready to move with him: "Okay! Go from this way. Come here! Yes! Be neater! Look up!"
"Yes! That's right!" The officer on the side was also reminding the soldiers who passed by the equipment: "One two one! Be neater! A smiley face! A smiley face!"
Well-groomed, these Alanhill Grenadiers in M42 helmets strode past the camera. These precious video materials will be sent back to China, edited into movies, and played in many military camps and movie theaters in China.
In front of the camera, everyone kept their instinctive shyness, one by one young faces, smiling. Their faces were filled with smiles of victory, and on top of their heads were M42 steel helmets with the national emblem of the hollow golden eagle.
A truck that had been ready to keep up with the crowd was full of soldiers. They were carrying STG-44 assault rifles, and everyone wanted to leave their faces in front of the camera.
Towing behind the truck was a brand-new 155mm howitzer, the sturdy barrel looking majestic and glistening with metal in the sunlight. Following the cannon, there were still four columns of soldiers advancing neatly.
Further back, there is a brand new Alanhill M4 tank with beautiful magical inscriptions drawn on the tank...
Yes, this is a normal swing shoot. All of them try to put their best side to the camera as much as possible. There is no cruelty of war, no gunfire and no blood. What is here is just guard home, defend the infinite beauty of the country.
In front of the camera of another camera crew, there is not such a good picture. They are shooting the collapsed wall and the ruined city wall. The camera also records that the grenadiers dug out from the ruins. A fairly well-preserved corpse.
Some of the mothers are still holding their children, and some soldiers are holding a sword that has changed shape. After the corpses were dug up from under the rubble by soldiers, they were neatly laid out on the side of the road, and soon to be taken away by the carriage that cleaned the bodies.
"Yes! We found about 200 fragments of helmets in the city, the standard helmets of Grecon, some without visors, some in different shapes..." One was sorting out Armor fragments of officers clapped on dust jackets, introduced to the camera.
He pointed to the neatly sorted armors placed on the ground in the distance, and said, "Basically no corpses have been found... Only some bones, they are very brave, and they should be given a stone here. tablet."
The camera pans to the armor in the distance, most of the armor still has blood stains on it, and some have tooth marks or penetrating wounds on them. The masters of these armors fought to the last minute without waiting for reinforcements who could save them.
"There are probably hundreds of corpses that can be found under the ruins. Now, there are hundreds of corpses that have been dug up, many old people and children... They retreated too slowly. It's good to be here." The officer took off his gloves and rubbed his eyes.
Those armors can clearly see the carved rune in the sun, the rune is covered with the blood of the owner of the armor, and the dried blood is still covered with dust. They just lay there quietly, silently telling their most glorious ending.
Just one look at these armors shows what kind of bloody battles have been experienced here. Every Greken faced their own death calmly. They fought to the last second, and no one was alive to give up their positions.
A soldier with a weapon on his back appeared in the camera, and his indifferent eyes were filled with incomparable anger: "I want to kill 100 demons here! I'll feel one less. Shame! They're dead! We should have come here sooner."
"Atomic bombs? Throw them all to those demons! Let them die!" another soldier chimed in.
Every Alanhill soldier who came to Alan was furious. They saw more and more cemeteries outside the city, and saw the corpses that were constantly being dug up from the ruins. As they walked into the ruined city, they sorted out their emotions that were on the verge of breaking out.
They went from Serris to Arrant, from Arrant to Higgs, from Higgs to Veronsa... Their footprints have traveled all over the eastern continent, but they have never seen such bloody blood brutal war.
Compared to everything they've been through, this is the real hell. So they strengthened their beliefs and prepared to fight those inhuman enemies here to the end.
"Come on! Come on! The Seven Groups have found out! They need manpower! Come and help!" Under the camera, a soldier with a dusty face ran over with a shovel, facing here man waved desperately.
The officer carrying the camera and his subordinates, as well as the soldiers and officers who were arranging the armor, all began to run fiercely. The camera was shaking violently, crossing the ruins one after another. .
"We heard people shouting here! Right under the ruins of the town hall! This is where the most armor fragments were found, so we judged the final battle to take place here." While leading the way, the soldier loudly introduced what he knew.
"They must be desperately guarding something. That's why we're focusing on the area around here!" The officer who ran to the place, the first to run, gasped and explained the general situation around here.
"Then we found the collapsed boulder...it was too big, but we shouted inside and there was a knock..." A soldier was covered in dust, as if in Crawling out of the ruins, carrying a shovel to report.
"What are you still doing? Find tanks! Pull these stones away! Hurry up!" The leading officer loudly ordered his men to act: "Find cars! The more the better! Quick!"
"Second Lieutenant! We need help!" While Ryan and his crew were cooking their own cans next to the tank, a sergeant gasping for breath ran over, leaning on his knees with his hands and panting. shouted.
Putting the can in his hand by the campfire, Ryan stood up, slapped the dust behind his butt twice, and asked, "What's the matter?"
"We may have found survivors... We need vehicles that can drag boulders." The sergeant adjusted his breathing and replied.
"Guys! Start the tank! Let's help!" Ryan turned around and shouted to his crew members, "Wes! Contact other tanks and find someone nearby to help!"
"Come up! Get on the tank. Let's go over together!" Holding the can that he was reluctant to throw in one hand, he rushed to the tank in two steps. Ryan turned around and held out his own to the sergeant. hand.
The sergeant was not polite. He took advantage of the tank to sit on the turret, and drove back to the ruins of the city hall with Ryan's tank.
Ryan and the gunner jumped off the tank, removed the steel cable hanging from the back of the tank, and with the help of a few infantrymen, hooked up the tank's towing hook.
"Slow down! Slow down! Slow acceleration! Yes! Yes!" Ryan stood beside the car body and instructed his driver to straighten the steel cable, and soon their efforts There was a reward, the falling boulder began to move its position.
A deep entrance is thus presented in front of everyone's eyes. There are still some falling gravel on the steps inside, but it seems that the smoothness can still be guaranteed.
The soldiers of the search group standing aside were shocked, looked towards the officer beside him and said, "We have been shouting here for at least two days, and we only heard someone respond today... We are here. I've been digging all morning...why did they respond to us today?"
"Maybe...the survivors below, don't dare..." Watching the entrance to the basement gradually expand, the officer's eyes were fixed. Answered his own questions.
"Listen to the people inside! We are humans! You are safe! Come out!" the Alanhill soldier standing at the entrance of the passage with a horn shouted loudly. They heard echoes in the passage, but saw no one coming out.
"Let me take someone down..." An officer asked anxiously, looking at the officer with the highest rank at the scene.
The head of the officer called the head and rejected the suggestion: "We are still not sure whether it is a survivor or a hidden demon... It will be very dangerous to go down rashly."
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"The survivors inside may only have one breath left! Sir! Let's go down!" The officer said with tears and gritted teeth: "I'm not afraid of death! I want to try!"
"Yeah! Sir! Let's try it!" Several soldiers also gathered around and hurriedly said, "Let's go down!"
"Stop fighting! I'll go down and have a look." A sad voice rang out from behind the crowd.
Everyone turned around and saw the magician Vivienne of Grecon, who had turned over from the giant wolf Boken.
She was still wearing the clean magic robe, but she didn't wear the mask with the strange pattern on her face.
A devastatingly beautiful face with no trace of age. Tears welled up in a pair of eyes that were so pure and fascinated. She walked step by step on the rubble and gravel to the entrance of the basement, and then walked along the dusty stairs to the depths of darkness.
It wasn't until she walked into the basement that the soldiers around came back to his senses. They looked at me, I looked at you, and they all saw the surprise and admiration in each other's eyes.
(end of this chapter)