Steel steam and flame

Cassia was speechless for a moment. There weren't many things that came into contact with electricity in the small town, and she didn't have much practical experience. Such issues have not been considered in depth in a short period of time.

"I've been talking a lot. I've been studying intensively recently and read a lot of books on various subjects. I was thinking about this when I went to the training camp. Now that I've read some of the theological history of the empire, my desire to explore has been aroused again. Don't be offended." Doyle saw Cassia's thoughtful expression and said, "There must be a reason, right? There are so many scientists in the empire who are definitely smarter than me, and our discussion here seems to have no practical significance."

When you smile happily, it is a smile that looks like you are trying to save yourself from a crisis. Doyle has a good personality. Like the fluorescent lamp 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 respect due to official rank, but character definitely accounted for most of the reason.

"There is a reason. It may be a 'man-made reason', or it may be a force majeure factor. One day we will find out."

"As I get older, I won't be able to advance much in the official position even if I accumulate time. I don't have any hope. I think you should be a person who knows a lot of knowledge, so I just want to chat. It's very depressing in this base. Every once in a while, you go to the police station. A front line is also dangerous, and I don’t know when I will die. If I live longer, the salary the empire should pay me will have to increase several times..." Doyle said, "For a country as big as the empire, it will definitely It's the same status as an overlord, but when it comes to treating soldiers like us who are civilians, I feel that I can be as harsh as possible, even though the agreement I signed was also like this. It doesn't matter if it's strict in terms of management. In the military, these are also what we should be doing. A form, but I always feel..."

Doyle was speechless, unable to find suitable words or adjectives.

"Power is far more of a temptation than money. It is something that is addictive and paralyzing. No one wants to let it go. All forces from all directions 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. Yes." Cassia wanted to answer, but she couldn't say it until the end.

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

It was a broad flat land in the middle of the basin. Cassia stood at the door at the end of the passage and realized that he was halfway up the mountain range of the basin ring. The terrain in the middle was a little lower than he expected, and the entrance to Warehouse No. 7 seemed to be at a higher position.

The flat area in the middle is very vast. Cassia believes that the volcano, the front base, can no longer be described as a base in a sense. Because I haven't had much contact with them, I always feel that the bases are just like the small supply bases I have seen in the desert during previous missions. They are not very big and there are not too many people.

But the volcano base in front of us is indeed an area that can be described as a military city. The whole base cannot be seen at a glance, only a small part can be seen, and the illusion quickly grows in my heart. But the comparison between the area within the field of vision and the real area of ​​the base really illustrates this point. There is no end in sight, only a vague shadow of the basin crater can be seen in the very distance. The area was so large that it surprised Cassia. The gap between imagination and reality made him feel a little uncomfortable breathing for a while, and something was changing in his chest.

The Empire is one of the three overlords on the Houxiang Continent, and what supports him is exactly what Cassia saw in front of him. The buildings in this area are all bungalow-like structures, with the highest floor no more than six floors. They are concentrated on the right side of the basin. There is a circle of dense woods surrounding it as a distinguishing mark, which may also have the function of absorbing noise and blocking wind and sand.

Most of the other places are dry and yellow. Airports and parking lots are scattered throughout the volcano base. The number roughly corresponds to the twelve storage warehouses, and the locations are also close to the warehouses, probably to facilitate transportation.

The train that Cassia saw at Uncle Puno Station also appeared, dozens of them neatly lined up on the lower right side of his field of vision. There is a train station in the base, and there are still trains emitting thick plumes of steam. A group of soldiers wearing military cotton uniforms were operating robotic arms at the platform to help carry things. Short-distance railway lines were also laid inside the base to connect various separate locations. Training ranges, facilities similar to manufacturing and assembly plants, ammunition storage, maintenance stations next to the airport, etc. are all connected by train lines.

The mixed sounds originate from the different locations mentioned above. Training ranges with various functions are the main contributors to the sound sources. Most of the flying dust also comes from the shooting ranges.

"The most lively place, of course, except for the real battle lines behind the ringed mountains." Doyle said, "Training is carried out every day. As you can see, this place is really like a city, with soldiers of all professions. There are all kinds of people inside. The logistics support is very complete, the number of people is very large, and new blood joins from time to time, and friction on the front lines is also killing people. It can be regarded as being in a relatively balanced cycle." Doe Er pointed to the shooting range not far in front of him, where common types of combat vehicles and armored vehicles with all-steel tracks were conducting drills.

The less powerful artillery, with a huge caliber, fired shells that caused a muzzle storm and exploded on a moving target in the distance, rising up into dark red flames with thick smoke, which were then completely submerged by the yellow dust raised on the ground. Go in. The next moment, the target bunker turned into debris exploding all over the sky. The bullets from the vehicle-mounted heavy machine gun immediately followed the pace of the artillery shells, tearing through the air and tearing apart the rising thick smoke. The shells were thrown away, which showed what is called cheap stuff.

One of the biggest consumers of the things that the empire's countless factories produce day and night is the empire's military. In a certain aspect, the war did drive the empire's industrial and economic production.

The heat could be felt even in winter, and Cassia suddenly felt in her heart that the atmosphere in the military school and the imperial military were completely different. Maybe it's because of its different positioning. From the current point of view, the surgeons will not be able to benefit from the regular army unless they make up for the numerical gap.