"Jingle Bell!" A silent tank driver was holding a huge hammer and striking a wedge on the tank's tracks.

With a crisp metallic sound, the track connecting pins that connect the tracks fall down, and the heavy tracks lose their restraints and disconnect, hanging between the two carrier pulleys.

Not far away, several soldiers were laboriously lifting a dismantled section of the track onto a truck waiting to be transported.

They shouted "one-two-three, one-two-three" and worked together to pile up the heavy steel onto the truck, which was already full of tracks in the cargo box.

An M4 Sherman tank that was mottled and even a little peeled off its paint looked like it had been disassembled beyond recognition.

Its turret had been removed and stacked on the other side of the warehouse, where skilled workers were doing what the tankmen couldn't do.

The work of disassembling the high-value equipment inside the tank is generally only done by logistics troops and engineers.

Ordinary tank crews can only be responsible for disassembling tracks and helping to lift things.

The workers carefully removed some of the valuable things inside the tank, including the gearbox, including the engine, including the radio station.

In short, a tank, especially a tank from the World War II era, is still worth a lot. After all, the tank armor at that time was not ceramic and composite, it was all homogeneous steel, all of which were of the best quality and could be reused in the furnace!

Some of these tanks are still very new, and they were purchased by Grecon from the Irlanhill Empire for real money before they were included.

Most of the tanks were newly produced, had only been in service with the Grecken for a short time, and most of them had not participated in combat.

There are also some tanks that were gifted to Griken by the Empire of Ellan Hill, and these tanks are relatively old, many of them are older models that have not been equipped with the Magical Defense Barrier System.

Many of the tanks have new paint on them, and they haven't seen their enemies since they were produced. They lie quietly in the storeroom, occasionally driven out for a training lap before being sent back to the storeroom for proper preservation.

Every day, these tanks are dusted, lubricated, and even every few days, they are turned up to check the operation of the engine and gearbox.

Feeding an armored unit, even if it does not have to participate in battles and retains only the minimum standard of training, is expensive to maintain.

Who would have thought that the lubricant consumed by the Imperial army of Irlanhill every day today is measured in tons of tons!

And these new tanks in front of me are already about to be destroyed. The production of tanks in the Irranhill Empire is already very small, and even the advanced Type 99 tanks are now only produced in small quantities, barely maintaining the quantity.

As for the previous models of tanks, they have basically been discontinued. The front line is now heavily equipped with heavy infantry fighting vehicles for heavy armoured grenadiers, and new tank divisions have not appeared for a long time.

The more backward M4 Sherman medium tank, which is the first generation of the main battle tank of the Irlanhill Empire, has basically been classified into the sequence of decommissioning and dismantling.

The crane lifted the turret of a complete Sherman tank, and several tankmen stepped forward with complicated expressions and began to dismantle the tank's tracks.

The tank next to them, with all the wheels and shock absorbers removed, was left with a lone body, still resting on a jack.

"You guys are really a waste, if you don't want these equipment, you can give it to my army!" Looking at the dismantled tank in front of her, Aresia said with a look of regret.

Her army still only has backward weapons and equipment such as swords and shields, so it is really very reluctant to look at these new tanks in front of her.

"These tanks are outdated, and their reluctance to use them would be even more wasteful. Other than that...... Without receiving an order from His Majesty the Emperor, it is impossible for these heavy weapons and equipment to be handed over to the demons. The officer who was accompanying Aresia said with a smile on his face.

"The war is not over yet, and you have already begun to dismiss so many troops, are you really not afraid that slackness will lead to variables in the war?" Aresia was a little dissatisfied with the Iran Hill Empire's almost complete disregard for the demon's fighting power.

Anyway, her army can be regarded as relatively capable of fighting, right? Is it true, there is no way to make the Irlanhil Empire more or less vigilant?

My lord, times have changed. The officer who accompanied Aresia was still smiling, and he wanted to say this to the demon king in front of him, but in the end he remained silent, provoking Aresia's temper with a scowling expression.

Aresia felt very aggrieved a lot of times, she had already seen a lot of news about the beauties of the Orchid Hill Empire, so she was still very confident in her appearance.

But that damn underbeaten Emperor of the Orchid Hill Empire doesn't seem to have any intention of giving her some special treatment, not even basic gentlemanly demeanor - Alessia seriously suspects that guy is a straight man of steel, a bastard who doesn't know how to pity jade!

Of course, she wouldn't say these comments, because she recognized the strength of the other party, and every time she thought of that powerful man building such a powerful empire, her body was hot.

She loves to conquer, she loves war, but she also longs to be conquered, she wants to be trampled under the feet of powerful opponents - this is a complex feeling, a mood that only she herself can understand.

After sorting out her mood, Aresia suddenly asked, "Yesterday you showed me the handicrafts made by Grican's traditional handicrafts, and you told me that they were for the royal family as a tribute...... But this morning, he showed me the Mansger automobile production line set up in Greken......"

"A craft that we demons can make, you are so rare that you can offer it to the royal family as a tribute! But sophisticated and advanced automobiles are regarded by you as cheap national goods! Why is that? She looked curiously at the officers who had accompanied her on the tour, and seemed to be very interested in the question.

"I guess that's the charm of industry." The officer pointed to the tanks and said, "My approximate understanding is that if we can only produce one vase a day, a beautiful vase, like it and call it art, we are backward. But if we can mass-produce hundreds of cars and hundreds of airplanes every day, then to appreciate the vase that can be produced in a day by hand, to appreciate its beauty, and to call it art, is that advanced......"

"I see." Aresia nodded, thoughtful, "You're so cheap. ”