Chapter 943
My Empire Chapter 943
2020-11-03
Chapter 943 945 A truck of suppliesA truck slowly parked at the entrance of the village, where there are already several soldiers waiting.
Being able to reach this position at this time means that these soldiers have already started to march here more than ten days ago.
Roads are bumpy, in fact, the roads in the southern region are most likely to be bumpy third-class roads, that is, according to the standard used by the Alanhill Imperial Army, the level of travel here is "off-road" state.
The new trucks are still very confident in off-roading. The technology used in Alanhill's military trucks comes from the Mercedes-Benz company in the Earth civilization. It can carry several tons of cargo in the most rugged. running on the road.
The alien version of this military truck also uses the most advanced magic technology. For example, it can use magic spar to increase its defense level when necessary, and finally it can reach the minimum level. Bulletproof level.
In addition, its most advanced models can also be equipped with floating magic technology, which can reduce the weight and load of the car, so that a car can double the transportation of materials without worrying about crushing the road or adversely affect the vehicle body.
This brand new military vehicle is still produced by Mansger Motors and is still an Imperial Family business, except that it is produced by a subsidiary company called Mercedes.
Chris, who is full of bad taste and doesn't like to think of names very much, even shameless directly used the Mercedes-Benz logo, and didn't even bother to change it.
Presumably, if Mercedes-Benz knew about it, Chris would put all the advertisements in the foreign world and wouldn't care about it, right?
"It's been hard work all the way." A soldier walked to the car and said to his comrades who had just opened the door and jumped out of the truck.
"Hopefully there's still time here!" The soldier who jumped out of the truck pointed to a cart of supplies behind him and said, "It's for them, and it's for you!"
"Spare batteries, tents, sterilization equipment..." he said, handing a loading list to the other party: "And a whole 2,000 vaccines... special drugs, Vitamins, and other miscellaneous prescription drugs. ..."
He pointed to the cargo compartment behind his truck with self-deprecation, and said confidently: "If you save a little, these supplies are enough for you to save a city."
"Then come and help!" The soldiers who were waiting at the entrance of the village with their weapons on their backs didn't waste any time. They walked to the back of the truck and pulled open the rear cargo door, revealing the neatly arranged brown Cardboard box.
Before even taking a break, the truck driver and the soldiers guarding the truck began to help unload the trucks one by one.
Although it was the middle of winter, they were still brow beaded with sweat, and some soldiers even rolled up their sleeves to reveal their sinewy arms.
"Bob! Bob! Come and help!" The squad leader, who had moved a few heavy boxes of supplies, seemed to have thought of something and shouted loudly to the village.
As he shouted, a soldier came out. He hurried to the side of the truck, rolled up his sleeves, and showed a trivial expression.
Indeed, looking at his arms, he knew that moving boxes was really a trivial matter for him.
Because, his arm is a metal puppet prosthesis engraved with the inscription Magic Talisman.
This prosthesis has been specially adjusted to have greater strength and stiffness than ordinary civilian prosthetics.
It is because of this prosthesis that the soldiers of the Alanhill Empire don't care about the so-called "wounding". This new type of prosthetic limb is more flexible than a real arm and can give mortals the ability to use simple magic, making it popular among mortal soldiers.
A large number of wounded people have been able to recover their lives because of this prosthesis, and some even, like the Bob in front of them, can return to the battlefield.
If necessary, insert a piece of magic spar into the prosthesis, you can have a short-lived, extraordinary power and the ability to use some low-level magic - this is for an ordinary soldier , the improvement is not a little bit.
On the cruel battlefield, being able to use a magic defense barrier once, or having ten times the power, are all advantages that can save one's life in an instant.
For those who have lost their arms or legs, it is undoubtedly a blessing to be able to live as easily as they used to.
Similarly, for the Alanhill Empire, the puppet prosthesis is more meaningful: you know, for the rapid development of the whole country, countless workers have lost their fingers, palms, arms and thighs or even half of them. Body.
Now, with a puppet prosthesis, they can stand up again, not only for themselves, but also to save their family.
According to statistics, from the development of the puppet prosthesis until now, the Alanhill Empire has installed prosthetic limbs for more than 300,000 people, and among these people, 70,000 people have returned to their jobs, 1 More than 10,000 people returned to service and became the backbone of the army!
"It's a piece of cake!" Bob walked to the truck and easily took down a box of goods. While holding the box, he said, "Fortunately, you arrived in time. In this village, Severely ill patients have begun to appear."
This squad has been here for more than 5 hours, they briefly dealt with the sick civilians, and then they are waiting for these relief supplies.
With these supplies, the rescue work was resumed soon. Medical soldiers went from house to house to help clean up the source of infection, and sprayed some insecticides to eliminate some mosquitoes.
It takes a lot of time to save a village, and the workload is naturally unimaginable. Everything here is so cumbersome, so cumbersome that it makes me feel a little dizzy.
First of all, these poor areas have no glass this thing. The window is basically a wooden frame. It is very difficult to expect these rooms, which are similar to prisons, to isolate mosquitoes.
The medicines used for repelling mosquitoes can be effective, but these medicines themselves are not many. Impossible makes every room enjoy the treatment without mosquito bites.
In addition, the drinking water here is not up to standard, and although many disinfectant tablets are delivered by trucks, they are still not enough.
People generally don't have the awareness of boiling water to drink, and they don't pay attention to personal hygiene, and they even pick clothes from the dead - this is the main reason why the plague can spread quickly here.
What is even more depressing is that it is now the middle of winter, and the local food harvest has basically been in a state of failure.
I can't get enough to eat, and I expect these people to have a good physique, that's a fool's dream.
This time the Alanhill Empire focused on deploying enough food to go south, which was actually solving the most serious problems in the southern region.
"It's a thorn..." Tear off the scotch tape on a cardboard box, revealing the neat white box of one by one.
Opens a white box containing prefabricated syringes neatly stacked in blister material. Each syringe has been filled with a sufficient amount of vaccine.
"The method of use is very simple! Do you see this position? Don't worry about the mess, just plunge in and push all the liquid inside into the opponent's body! Understand?" The two soldiers demonstrated it again, even if it taught these two disciplines how to heal and save people.
There is not so much sourness here. Being able to inject the vaccine into everyone's body at the fastest speed is saving lives!
In the city of Briburn, when the officers and soldiers of the 116th Heavy Armored Grenadier Division of the Alanhill Empire were coming to arrest people, soldiers in more places were trying their best to use the fastest speed. Save the most lives.
Another truck with mud on its fenders bumped past the village entrance. It was going to a farther village, where there were still lives, waiting to be rescued.
These trucks are part of the 6th Army Group's transport unit, so the doors of these trucks have white fonts with a large number "6" written on them, and in the front engine compartment of these trucks On the cover, there are obvious yellow identification colors.
Because it's been too long without a complementary color, the edges of these numbers are a bit fuzzy and full of mottled marks - although some of these cars are less than half a year old, they can serve in the military , the appearance will soon become vicissitudes, whether it is a person or a vehicle...
Above, a UH-60 helicopter engine roared and hurriedly flew by, laden with supplies towards the farther and more rugged place to fly. Alanhill is mobilizing all he can to save refugees in the South.
This is a more thrilling battle than war, and a real-world test of Alanhill's imperial dispatch ability.
"Line up! Line up! Don't mess up!" Soon, everyone in the village was gathered. There is no order. A few soldiers with weapons on their backs maintained order at the scene, and the rest figured out a way to distribute supplies to these undisciplined illiterates.
Only those who have been vaccinated can receive bread and instant noodles. A huge gasoline drum was used as a container, with firewood under it, boiling water that was not very clean.
"Everyone must kill insects! Then only come here to drink water! Do you understand?" Next to the shoving crowd, a sergeant Alanhill in a new digital camouflage uniform shouted loudly .
It seemed that simply no one listened to his advice, and those people were all staring at the bread piled on the ground.
If it wasn't for two soldiers with AK-47 assault rifles standing there, maybe these refugees would swarm up and use their actual actions to show a show of looting supplies. ►
I have restored a 3000-word update, hehe.
(end of this chapter)