The Pinewood and Sled Knights are a rural knights in France. When Chen Xin first asked the autonomous city to form a knights, several surrounding cities jointly invested in the formation of this knights.

As for the name of this somewhat inappropriate knight, it comes from specialties from several surrounding cities.

These cities are located in the foothills of the Alps, which are small cities in the mountains. In the past, they mainly rely on tourists who travel to the Alps and some agricultural and sideline products to maintain the city's fiscal revenue.

Local pine wood and sleds made of pine wood are among the few local specialties, so when the Knights were named, someone suggested using this name.

The Knights' Order is not large in number, and the surrounding cities have gathered about twenty volunteers, which are considered the first members of the Knights' Order.

They obtained a batch of affordable equipment, and several surrounding cities brought them some local specialty sleds, plus a few snowmobile bikes prepared by members of the Knights, became the entire property of the Knights.

Because the surrounding cities are small and have a small population, everyone knows each other and is even related to relatives, the Knights actually do not have much task to maintain public order.

They use the Knights' snowmobile and sledges to help local residents transport some things, or help local autonomous agencies do some commissioned work, but none of them are combat missions.

This seems to be better for the people of this Knights. Many of them are just forest guards or ordinary local residents. They voluntarily join the Knights just to do something for their hometown.

Without combat missions, they are more comfortable. After all, no one likes to fight.

Moreover, if there is a real security problem in the local area, they will probably face their own acquaintances.

So they were happy to receive jobs like moving things or helping autonomous institutions repair and repair them every day. In addition to having to pay blood taxes on the front line, they didn't even fire guns.

However, this is indeed not a problem for such a small place. Some young people with ideals even took the initiative to join them and became the new blood of the Knights.

With the recovery of industrial capacity in European countries, the situation in various countries is recovering, and the small towns where the Knights are located have gained some benefits and their lives have become much better.

The Knights also lived a lot more comfortable with their lives, and the group also bought some new possessions.

For several surrounding small towns and the Knights, such a life can be said to be very good. If they had not sent someone to pay blood taxes, they even felt that this was not much different from their previous life.

It was just a little darker and colder. Although everyone lived a little harder life, they were able to deal with it and live their lives.

Originally, everyone thought that life would be like this in the future, but a piece of news spread after a group of members of the Knights who paid the blood tax returned.

"Do you know? Countries are preparing for a big counterattack and are starting to stock up on materials everywhere! When we were on the front line, the army even tried to recover some lost ground from the protruding parts!" The members of the Knights who had just returned from the front line took advantage of their vacation to brag about the rumors they heard in the local tavern.

The main industries of these small cities were various agricultural and sideline products in the past, so winemaking will naturally be done.

Although there was no sunshine after the disaster and the grain yield was terrible, after life was a little better, they still found a way to get something that could ferment and then brew something that could barely be called wine.

This can only serve as a comforting effect for most old alcoholics, which is better than nothing, but it makes the tavern flourish again.

Everyone likes to come to the tavern for a drink, chat with others, and brag, which is one of the few entertainment activities now.

So these members of the Knights who had just returned from the front naturally liked to come to the tavern and brag about their experiences on the battlefield.

However, what they boasted this time was not about dancing with alien creatures, but about the big news that countries planned to switch from defense to counterattacking alien creatures.

"Really little Jimmy? Are they really going to fight back against those alien monsters?" An elderly man couldn't help but ask when he heard the members of the Knights say this.

This is not good for this kind of small town. Everyone knows each other. Maybe you meet an old man who attended your baptism when he was a child. He watched you soak in cold water by the priest and pee a pot of urination.

Compared to being known to others from childhood to adulthood, being called a nickname is no longer a great thing.

The members of the Knights called Little Jimmy put down their wine glasses and said confidently: "Of course it's true! When we were on the front line, we built several new ammunition depots for the army. They were already stocking up ammunition, and Bob also participated in the counterattack. A defense line that was originally knocked out of the protruding part was pulled back by the army. I heard from him that he killed at least two hundred alien monsters!"

"Good! Bob!" Members of the Knights named Bob were also in the tavern. Little Jimmy's boast made everyone in the tavern cheer for him.

For these people who stay behind, alien creatures are still a bit far away. After all, under the current conditions of small cities like them, people from front-line fallen areas are unlikely to come to visit.

So their only understanding of alien creatures was the oral narrative of the members of the Knights who went to the front line to pay blood taxes.

Bob raised his wine glass and signaled it, confirming that what Little Jimmy said was true.

However, even though it is confirmed that countries are indeed preparing to fight back, this kind of thing is still too far from the residents of the small town. They are just discussing it without any real feeling.

While their discussion was in full swing, a landing ship was landing at the Knights' station.

The leader of the Knights and several important members stood in front of the cruising ship to welcome the people who came off the ship.

The person who came was a logistics official. The Knights' Order used to pay blood taxes and the other party came to pick them up every time, and this time it was the same.

Due to some procedural reasons, picking up people to pay blood taxes and sending back people who pay blood taxes is not carried out by the same land ship, but a full ship is loaded with people, and each knight is sent one by one or one by one.

"The Pine Wood and Sled Knights, the number of people with blood tax this time is 4, let's get on the ship." The official checked the list in his hand, checked the members who paid the blood tax, and then let them get on the ship.

The Knight Commander watched them get on the boat and felt a little relieved. Paying blood tax can be said to be the most important thing for the Knights. If they can successfully send people on the boat, they will be half done.

However, there was still some unexpected situation this time, because the logistics officer handed a document to the regiment commander: "I believe you should have heard the news. All countries are preparing for counterattacks. All Knights need to be prepared. You can read the document if you have specific requirements."
Chapter completed!