Morning light!

It seems like it is in a dream!

Countless white shells were like gorgeous fireworks under dark clouds, brilliant and beautiful, making Wright stare at the sky, feeling like he was in a magnificent dream.

The howling sound brought by the shells seemed to be the whispering of the ancient gods, the old gods were whispering, the night sky was crying, and the metal was honking, which was more like the steam machinery making the final shout in a moment of despair, and even the call of "pleasure" before the new era.

The harsh, sharp, loud gunfire sound lasted for fifteen or sixteen minutes and did not completely dissipate.

In the sky, dense incandescent artillery fire under dark clouds fired towards the distance like raindrops.

Until, the sound of explosion that shook the sky slowly and forcefully came into Wright's ears from a distance, "shattering" and "awakening" his "realistic dream".

It was not until the dark sky of the camp in Area B that there was no more incandescent existence, and pure black smoke and faintly visible, as if it were ghostly fires, Wright calmed down from the shock.

Immediately afterwards, his lips twitched. Facing the product of steam machinery and gunpowder shells, his brain could not find the right language to describe the confusion, frustration and surprise that penetrated the spiritual and knowledge fields. After a few minutes, he slowly spoke:

"This is...what is this?"

"aluminum."

"Aluminum?" Wright said confused, turning his head and frowned at the wind that looked like a solemn, but holding his chin, thinking a little.

"Yes, if I remember correctly, my grandfather told me this last year. When the empire was launched, it usually first adopted a dense artillery bombardment model to gain a certain degree of first-hand power under fire suppression. Both sides of the general steel shells are well aware of. For the losers, either dodge in advance, or use the earth-type magic power and the grass-type magic power to build a defensive field, or shield, which can reduce the losses." Feng "Science Popularity" said.

"Magic...resistance to technology, indeed, nothing happens in this world." Wright whispered.

"But the defense of aluminum shells is not that easy. Generally speaking, aluminum ammunition has two advantages: one is light, the density of aluminum is lighter than iron and copper, and silver is widely used in currency and collection fields, and the industrial value has not been fully explored. Moreover, silver bullets are mostly used in individual combat and rarely used in heavy weapons," said Dr.

"Secondly, aluminum shells will burn violently after explosion. The general plant-type magic source power builds a shield of "Life Aura", which has restrained the relationship and is afraid of flames. The "Earth Center Series" shield built by the earth-type magic source power cannot withstand long-term attacks." Feng continued to "popularize science".

"Why? Is the spirit of the magic source power difficult to maintain?" Wright guessed.

"It's basically the case." Feng nodded and said:

"The magic source power comes from the universe and the Creator, and ordinary users of the magic source power want to obtain it, generally want to grab it from nature. Like steam machinery, they are used at the expense of natural power to develop. The earth-based magic source power, the most powerful controller in the empire, should be Hope Pope, but even he can only withstand 5-6 hours of building shields in continuous burning artillery fire, but the combustion time of aluminum shells is more than that."

"How long will it burn...?" Wright asked.

He suddenly felt like he was back in the previous world, in a chaotic and dizzy physics class or chemistry class that he could not understand at all.

It was also like a compulsory course in a university, which made him, a liberal arts student who went to the world, confused him.

What's even more terrible is that although Wright's body is a battle-hardened [warrior] and a member of the former guard, his memory that is so fragmented that it is difficult to reach automatically makes his machinery, weapons, war, and even fighting skills become fragmented and cannot be connected at all.

"How long?" Feng Chilen's voice swept through Wright's ears, causing him to temporarily stop complaining about his body.

"I don't know exactly what it is. Grandpa said, it seems that it is a journal called "Imperial" or something?" Feng murmured while thinking, scratching his hair and recalling.

"It's the Imperial Military Journal."

A thick voice, accompanied by a heavy, made a slight "dongdong" sound, almost causing the sound of footsteps of the concrete ground that had been poured over clean water to be heard from behind Wright.

"Team...captain?" Wright hurriedly saluted the imperial military salute and said.

Although he had broken memories and the days he had been in Socra and Chekavsk, as a member of the guard, he had no need or habit of saluting.

Unlike the army, the members of the guard team have a certain degree of autonomy and in some cases there is no need to enforce many regulations of the imperial army.

But here, especially when Windeck forced a similar excuse yesterday to conduct a "fighting training" that made him feel sore now, with some traumatic stress sequelae or leaving a shadow, Wright subconsciously made a salute move.

"If I remember correctly, it should be the content of the Imperial Military Journal, issue 503-01 (12), an idea mentioned in an article titled "Research on the Power of Aluminum Magic Source Cannonballs".

By the way, your little brother Feng is right. In the past twenty years, as long as the general battle is launched, the general attack will be launched, and the bombardment will be carried out first. Just imagine, Wright, just 'bomb' and 'bomb', and the shells last for more than ten minutes in a row. If there is no magic power, the camp built with the technological level of the Lost will definitely turn into ruins and scorched earth."

"Captain, if you have such a round, we will definitely have an advantage...at least it is the initiative, right?" Wright asked immediately.

"This is the case in most cases. And I got the exact and accurate information of the shells this time. The shells were secretly transported from Zhnetsk by railway lines and desert highways to camps in the northern and southern regions of the Highlands. They were launched by the 600mm caliber Imperial S-01 and Imperial S-02, as well as the Ice Blade-01 and Ice Blade-03 (changed) rocket launchers. After all, shells mixed with magic power are more likely to be changed in size and used for various standard and temporary launch missions." Windeck explained.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! He did not look at Wright or the wind, but looked into the distance, and the red appearance in the south seemed to be filled with the direction of the fire.

"I'm curious, Captain, what kind of shell is the 'The End of Aluminum Hot'? Will our front-line team have the chance to use it?" Wright continued, like a child who is always full of curiosity.

"It should be, after all, the Empire is short of talents, and many warriors who have experienced many battles are sacrificed every year. Just the Sunnetsk Legion has a lot of staff reductions almost every month. Therefore, even if we don't control artillery at all, the Empire will ask us to learn quickly and then use it in war."

"When it comes to 'the end of aluminum heat', it is not a product of pure mechanical technology. Although the main materials are aluminum and some common metals, including some black gunpowder, etc., a lot of [fire] ore and Urim ore have been added.

Moreover, before leaving the factory, the psychics among the workers will inject the magic source power into the inward direction. Due to the filthy and evil burning effects formed by various materials, especially for the lost people, they will not only be physically damaged, but also attacked by the magic source power and spiritual realms.

In terms of burning time alone, it can last at least 7 hours. Of course, with the number of shells we just saw, I am afraid that such an attack might have been once in the entire northern regional battle of "silent arrival". After all, the most powerful, deadly boxing that can fool the enemy is enough!"

Windeck said, stretching out the calloused, wide, deliberately cleaned palms, like bear's paw, clenched into fists, and punched hard into the dark and dark sky.

Whoosh!

Buzz!

Bang!

With just one boxing towards the air, three breath flows and "explosion" sounds brought by powerful forces were shown in front of Wright.

Powerful! True power!

Wright couldn't help but exclaim.

Before Wright could speak out for praise, Windeck patted Wright on the shoulder and ordered in a deep voice:

"Now take the equipment and supplies and follow me. You and Feng follow me to the garage and take a car with me. My deputy captain, Case, has just died not long ago. I need a deputy who has a sense of justice, ideals, knows the power of magic, and is difficult to be eroded by extraordinary things. You and your little brother Feng are both suitable."

"By the way..." Windeck turned his head and looked at Wright, adding in a heavy but slightly softer voice:

"The task of the 'first attack team' is not simple, and it is difficult and dangerous. The latest information shows that after climbing the mountain and entering the northern part of the silent highland, there are not only ordinary lost people from the Giant Church, but of course there are no intentions, but they also heard that their regular cardinals, "No Life" and "Change the Vow", and even heard that they are doing an experiment on the 'Giant Wolf Monster'. I think the command of the Empire is not simple."

"'Giant Wolf Monster'?" Wright murmured in his heart, and did not respond immediately. Instead, he recalled the "school wolf" who claimed to be the upper-level profession [sacrifice] in the "Grey Dream".

Wright had an indescribable feeling in the dark, as if it was a sudden appearance of "inspiration". It was almost a brief brain thinking that linked the two together.

"By the way," Windeck's deep voice interrupted Wright's thoughts, "Our mission is to regain the old camp first, the geographical location is very important, and it is a small node of two roads built very early.

If we can control and stand firm in these two days, we can directly threaten the camps of the "Giant Church" and the "Dark Night Church" and obtain a lot of clean water.

Presumably, His Royal Highness is commanding the legion in the southern part of the Highlands to launch an attack on the control area where the "Silent Stars" castle of the Church of Hope is located.

The two places in the north and south will attack with shells at the same time, and then launch a large-scale general attack. In this way, the crown prince's advantage will be fully demonstrated. As long as the materials and potions can keep up..."

...

At about 11:30, Wright was wearing a new style uniform belonging to the Zhnetsk Legion, and carefully wore the new style "Zhnet S-C1" for simple protection on the outside. It was made of soft metal and fabric materials to protect the heart, abdominal cavity and joints.

He also wore the legion's standard helmet, carried the "Mad Bear" pistol, and the "Imperial Z-01" temporarily found by Windeck for him. After following the wind, Wright took the "New Wind" mechanical chariot exclusive to Windeck, followed the 15 other mechanical chariots, and 30 team members to officially advance towards the other side of the mountain, the northern part of the quiet highland.

Although Wright felt a little sleepy along the way, sometimes confused and sometimes looking out the window, his spirit was always tense, that is, once he encountered a sudden battle, he had to quickly form a spirit and use the red magic source power for combat, he also had to maintain maximum soberness and raise his gun to fight as soon as possible.

Fortunately, along the way, except for the sporadic vehicles of other participating legions, either in front or behind, who are used to undertake the "first attack" mission, no more legions participated in this morning.

About an hour and a half later, Wright suddenly felt that the "New Wind Brand" mechanical chariot seemed to be attacked and stopped suddenly.

Under Windeck's command, Wright and Feng quickly took the rifle in their hands, put the bullets on, opened the door and got out of the car.

"It's really tragic."

Smelling the pungent smell of gasoline around him, the rich burning smell, and a faint "scent" of the body that spreads in the air, as well as the rotten smell and bloody smell that can make stomach acid surge. Looking at the bodies lying on the ground around him, Wright couldn't help but sigh.

Following Windeck, Wright observed around them, and they were now at the entrance of the front district camp.

Some large tent barracks, iron-clad houses, and two-story rare here have been damaged by shells and burning objects, burning, and the interior is exposed, leaving only half of the buildings directly in front of them.

After carefully supporting the burning bunker, moving forward for a few minutes, Wright even saw a metal plate on the head of the iron gate not far away with the words "The Place of Giant" written in the Sunnese Empire, and a large circular badge carved with the pattern "The Giant is holding a sharp axe and is slashing towards the stars".

But what is strange is that although there are many mechanical chariots docked in various "positions" around, with the flag of the Empire's "Silver Double-Headed Eagle", no living humans, the living lost, the "unintentional people", Wright and others saw one.

Perhaps because this is the main entrance of the front district camp, the competition is fierce in the early stage, so a short "vacuum period" has appeared.

After observing the surrounding situation and making a quick judgment, Captain Windeck gestured to signal the team of more than 30 people to divide into two teams, one team observed at the main entrance, waiting for an opportunity to attack the camp, and the other team was circling around and seeking fighter opportunities.

Just as Wright, Windeck and others observed for a few minutes, holding rifles and preparing to attack the old camp in the front area at the right time, they suddenly heard a sharp "moan" coming from a large tent with a white bottom and a burning breath that was closest to the gate.
Chapter completed!