The morning mist is thin and the sky is dim.

Du Huaishan opened the tent door, and a cold wind hit his face, which made him wake up completely.

Today is the day to report to the Army Martial Arts Hall and recruit new soldiers to join the army!

He tightened his coarse clothes.

Since the past two days, many refugees have left to fend for themselves one after another, and the camp has become much deserted.

Du Huaishan rushed to the water station and washed his face.

While brushing his teeth, Tan Hai rubbed his sleepy eyes and limped over.

It seems that the soreness caused by the accumulation of lactic acid has tortured this kid quite a lot.

But Tan Hai just had a tough mouth.

Even if Du Huaishan clearly said, "If you don't massage and stretch after long-term training, muscle nodules will gradually form, which will cause more pain", he is not willing to let him start.

"Slow down, there's still enough time!"

Seeing Tan Hai's anxious look, Du Huaishan spit out the mouthwash and said something.

He inquired and found out that Fenghou Station was not far from here. It only took an hour to walk there. The sun was just starting to shine now, which was around five o'clock.

After washing up.

The two of them were single and had nothing to deal with.

Starting from the camp, we went straight to Fenghou City.

This is the first time I have seen the city with my own eyes since Du Huaishan entered the city.

After passing a short section of loess road, the center of the street began to be paved with bluestones, and passers-by wearing long-sleeved cotton jackets came and went in a hurry.

Just after dawn, the vendors came out to set up their stalls. Someone shouted loudly: "Candied haws of haws! Potato dices, water chestnuts, oranges, there are many varieties, all freshly dipped in sugar!"

"Salt twist, steamed rice cake, golden cow crisp twist..."

"Drink! Drink! Three votes for one drink! Drink it, it will warm your stomach and quench your thirst!"

"Fenghou tabloid! Today, the 173rd winter recruits from Yingzhou Army Lecture Hall are enlisting in the army, selling newspapers! Selling newspapers!"

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It can be seen from Tan Hai's shining eyes that Xintun is definitely not so lively.

The further you go into the city, the taller and more luxurious the surrounding buildings become.

You can even see the young man sitting in the rickshaw and the young lady eating bread in the restaurant, looking down at the street scene outside the window, which is in sharp contrast to the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in the Xintun battlefield.

When they arrived at the small river in Fenghou City, Du Huaishan noticed that there was a city wall along the river to the north.

And it is much higher than the outer wall, more than 20 meters.

There were many patrolling soldiers wearing cotton armor and sabers across their waists standing on the road, as well as heavy machine guns and artillery. Occasionally, there were a few rickshaws or black foreign cars passing by the city gate.

I heard that the really rich and powerful people all live in the inner city.

Fenghou Station is built not far from the west side of the inner city.

Before arriving at the station entrance, Du Huaishan saw a dense crowd of passers-by and rickshaws parked on the street corners.

Most of them take care of their families and send their children to join the army.

Tan Hai saw a woman standing in front of her son wearing new clothes, straightening his collar, fastening buttons, and undoing the folds, over and over again, and he couldn't help but lower his head in despair.

Seeing this scene, Du Huaishan also thought of his parents.

Before the homesickness could brew, a dispute broke out at the station entrance. The reason was that a recruit had lost his ticket and the soldiers on duty refused to let him in.

Understandable.

A person can lose such an important thing and go to the battlefield, and it is easy for him to cause disaster due to negligence.

"go in!"

After seeing their tickets, the soldier on duty waved his hand.

Du Huaishan walked through the ticket gate building to the platform.

As soon as I saw it, oh, I was completely shocked by the scene in front of me!

On an eight-car track.

A huge black steam train was parked aside. The front of the train was thirty meters long and more than two meters wide. A single wheel was more than half the height of a person. The whole body was black, except for a row of jagged metal front wheels fixed under the front of the train.

The shovel is painted with red paint, or it may be scarlet made of flesh and blood.

The huge oval cylinder composed of boilers and steam engines is protected by two one-centimetre-thick black armored steel plates on the sides.

What Du Huaishan didn't expect was that at the end of the front cylinder, a huge oblate rotatable platform protruded. From the mouth of the platform, a cannon as thick as a fist extended. Judging from the caliber, it was over 100mm!

Behind the circular platform, there is a higher cylindrical platform, with a barrel-shaped heavy machine gun as thick as an arm mounted on the platform.

Subsequently, each black car connected to the front of the car has a high platform on the top. The front of the platform is equipped with a machine gun, and two 75mm caliber howitzers are installed in the rear of the car!

Battlefield Meat Grinder: Maxim's electric gun!

The dominant king on the battlefield of World War I: the 105mm Army field gun!

Good guy!

To be able to assemble this huge Death God-level weapon together, the steam locomotive probably weighs two hundred tons, so how much terrifying power is needed to push it?

"Woo——!"

Suddenly, a loud whistle erupted from the front of the car, and the cylinder chimney released white steam from the boiler.

Huge, black, rough, steam machinery, metal bearings, artillery.

The various words in his mind, mixed with the smell of cinders and scale in the air, deeply stimulated Du Huaishan's senses, and a breath of steam magic came to his face.

No wonder, in troubled times where demons and ghosts are rampant, traffic can still go hand in hand.

For such an exaggerated armored train gun, if the ammunition metal is combined with red marrow, ordinary monsters and ghosts really can't stop its terrifying output.

"Line up!!"

Perhaps as the time approached, the soldiers on the platform began to organize and assemble, and men and women boarded the corresponding carriages in batches according to the number of people.

“It’s so spectacular and there are so many people!”

Tan Hai had never seen such a huge military column.

After the two people boarded the carriage, they found it was empty, with iron sheets on all sides and no windows. It was just like an old-fashioned freight train.

The only difference is that there is an iron ladder in the center that leads directly to the machine gun platform on the top of the carriage.

After a while, the carriage was filled with about a hundred people.

The car door was closed by the soldiers, and it was dark all of a sudden. The lighting was only provided by the poor tungsten filament bulb on the roof.

"Woo——!"

Cool! Cool!

At seven o'clock sharp, the steam wheels rolled and the vehicle began to move slowly north.

Everyone sat cross-legged, all young people of seventeen or eighteen years old. They couldn't sit still and couldn't see outside, so they could only chat. Some asked where they were from, some asked what they studied in the martial arts hall, and some asked

How to kill monsters.

For example, the bigger the monster is, the more destructive it is. For example, the monster has no IQ and cannot speak.

In fact, Du Huaishan also guessed all this information very closely.

There are also some people who have never seen ghosts and ghosts, but they still boast nonsense. In the end, they are exposed and they are so ashamed that they can only cover their faces with clothes.

In short.

The vast majority of young people come to serve as soldiers.

In terms of words and attitudes, they didn't take the monsters seriously, thinking that they were just rubbish that could be dealt with with a single shot.

Only a few people, like Du Huaishan and Tan Hai, said nothing about this.

They either survived the Xintun City incident and experienced the terror of demons firsthand;

Or, it's heterochromia of the pupils.
Chapter completed!