Steel Steam and Flame

Cassia couldn't speak for a while. There were not many things in contact with electricity in the small town, and there was not much practical feeling. Such problems have not been considered in depth in a short time.

"I've talked a lot. I have been stepping up my studies recently. I read a lot of books in various fields. I thought about this when I was gathering training camps to advance. Now I have read some theological history of the empire, and my exploration has been inspired again. Damn it." Doyle saw Cassia's pensive expression and said, "There should be a reason, right? There are so many scientists in the empire, and their heads are definitely smarter than me. We discuss it here as if it is meaningless."

When you laugh happily, it is a smile like self-relief. Doyle's personality is very good, like the daylight lamps on his head, it can make people feel the temperature. Outside the base, Cassia could see that the soldiers respected him very much. It was not just the respect in the ranks, but the character definitely accounted for most of the reasons.

"There is a reason, it may be a'man-made reason,' or it may be a force majeure factor, there will always be a day of knowing."

"When you are old, you will not be able to improve your official position by accumulating time. I don't have any hope. I think you should be someone who understands a lot of knowledge. I just want to talk. The base is very repressive. One battle is dangerous. I don’t know when I will die. If I live longer, the salary that the empire should pay me will be increased several times..." Doyle said, "The Empire is such a big country, absolutely It’s the same status as the hegemon, but when it comes to treating us soldiers of civilian origin, it feels as harsh as it can be, even though the agreement signed at the beginning is like this. It’s not even strict in management. In the army, this should also be done. A form, but always feel..."

Doyle couldn't speak any more, because he couldn't find suitable words and adjectives.

"Power is far more than the temptation of money. It is addictive and numbing people's nerves. No one wants to let go. The forces of the Quartet feel that as long as they are a little gentler, they may be annihilated in a short time. They are trapped in an endless loop. It's." Cassia wanted to answer, but until the end, he couldn't say it.

At this moment, they came to the end of a passage and passed five checkpoints along the same way. Finally, there was no heavy gate at the end of the passage, and a bright rectangular light could be seen far away. There are red paint numbers on the walls of the passages, and there are mixed collision sounds outside, pouring in from the air of the winter breeze.

It was the wide flat land in the middle of the basin. Cassia stood at the doorway at the end of the passage, only to announce that he was at the halfway point of the crater mountain range in the basin. The terrain in the middle was a little lower than he thought, and the entrance to Warehouse No. 7 seemed to be at a higher position.

The flat area in the middle is very vast, and Cassia believes that the front base of the volcano can no longer be described as a base in a sense. Because there is not too much contact, I always feel that the bases are just like the small supply bases I have seen in the desert during missions before, not very big, and not very crowded.

But the volcano base in front of me is indeed an area that can be described as a military city. It is not possible to see the whole picture of the base at a glance, only a small part of the illusion is quickly growing in the heart. However, the comparison between the area of ​​the field of view and the real area of ​​the base really illustrates this point. You can't see the end, you can only see a blurry shadow of the crater of the basin in the extreme distance. The area was so large that Cassia was surprised. The gap between imagination and reality made him feel that his breathing was a little unsmooth, and something in his chest was changing for it.

The empire is one of the three hegemons on the post-phase continent, and what propped him was exactly what Cassia saw in front of him. A piece of building has the same structure as a bungalow, and the highest floor will not exceed six floors, concentrated on the right side of the basin. Surrounded by a dense forest as a distinguishing sign, it may also absorb noise and block wind and sand from inside.

The rest of the place is mostly yellowish. The airport and parking lot are separated in different parts of the volcano base. The number roughly corresponds to the twelve storage warehouses. The location is also close to the warehouse, probably for the convenience of transportation.

The train that Cassia saw at Uncle Puno's station also appeared, and dozens of them lined up neatly on the lower right side of his vision. There is a railway station in the base, and now there are still trains with thick steam plumes. A group of soldiers wearing military cotton uniforms are manipulating robotic arms at the platform to help move things. Short-distance railway lines are also laid inside the base to connect separate locations. The training range also has facilities similar to manufacturing and assembly plants, ammunition storage, and the maintenance station next to the airport. These locations are all connected by train lines.

The mixed sounds come from the above-mentioned different locations. Among them, the training range with different functions is the main contributor to the sound source, and most of the flying dust also comes from the range.

"The most lively place. Of course, except for the real battle line behind the crater." Doyle said, "Training is going on every day. You can see that this is really like a city. There are all kinds of soldiers in it, and there are people of all kinds. The logistics support is very sound, the number is very large, and there are fresh blood joining from time to time, the friction on the front is also constantly killing people, and it is in a relatively balanced situation. Let’s go inside the loop.” Doyle pointed to the shooting range not far in front of him. Common types of tanks and armored vehicles with all-steel tracks were cooperating with the drill.

The less powerful artillery has a huge caliber. A cannonball that can set off a muzzle storm explodes on a moving target in the distance, raising dark red flames with dense smoke, and then being completely submerged by the yellow dust raised on the ground. Go in. The target bunker also turned into fragments exploded in the sky at the next moment. The bullets of the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun immediately followed the pace of the artillery shells, and the thick smoke and dust rising up through the air torn apart, and the shells were thrown away to illustrate what is cheap.

One of the biggest consumers of things produced day and night in countless factories in the Empire is the Empire’s military. In one aspect, the war did promote the industrial and economic production of the empire.

The heat can also be felt in the winter, and Cassia felt in his heart that the atmosphere in the military school and the imperial side were completely different from the two. Perhaps it is different in its positioning. From the current point of view, the surgeon will not make up for the gap in the number of the regular establishment of the army and will not take advantage of it.