Woo -

With a sharp and long whistle, the flame system of heating the boiler stopped, the high-pressure white steam slowly unloaded from the chimney, and the locomotive in the shape of a breadstick carried a car of noisy passengers into the platform of the Olympic racing station in the white mist, and finally stopped in front of the train dispatcher waving the signal board, the dispatcher opened the pocket watch, and with a blank face confirmed the error in seconds between the train timetable and the actual arrival time of the train.

Passengers in the waiting hall grabbed their luggage and looked through the tempered glass wall towards the platform, looking at the tickets in their hands for a while, and looking up at the flipping signs. The crisp and melodious female voice guò amplification reverberates through the halls, broadcasting the number of trains entering the station, the destination and departure time of the next train, and reminding passengers to be aware of their valuables. Outside the train station, the regulars also watched the train surrounded by milky steam, and thought about their own deals.

Regulars - hooligans, pickpockets, swindlers, disabled veterans, escaped slaves, entertainers, vagrants, entertainers, magicians, gamblers, prostitutes, pimps, porters, indecent writers, violin singers, rag pickers, snack sellers, Hanako - In a word, the completely irregular crowd of people who had to wander around alone, as Charlemagne called La. boheme, converged into a crowd that smelled of mud in the alleys and gutters and rushed to the point near the ticket exit of the platform overpass.

Smack!

The nine-tailed cat in the hands of the railroad security guard in blue uniforms made a crunch in the air, and the wanderers immediately scrambled behind the yellow security line on the marble floor. A few sharp-eyed members of the urban environmental management law enforcement team in green uniforms were rolling up their sleeves and rushing towards this side, the wolfdogs that had removed their halters barked wildly, and the first few big men with meaty faces were pulling out the sticks and hatchets pinned to their waists. After being taught a lesson, several pickpockets whose tendons in their habitual hands were severed disappeared at once.

Woo -

Another whistle screeched, and the young man squatting on another platform looked at a mixed passenger and freight train with nervous eyes, and the Ferdinand, a troop train bound for Lapland, entered the platform leisurely. Non-commissioned officers and officers stopped chatting one after another. I took a sharp breath so that the cigarette almost burned to my lips, spit out the choking white smoke, and reluctantly threw away the cigarette butt and stepped on it hard. One by one, they took out whistles from their pockets, put them in their mouths with a cigarette in their mouths, and blew them playfully.

The eight masters who were in a bad mood because they couldn't smoke during the long journey no longer had the patience to teach the recruits what to do and which ones they met who were slow to respond. It was just a slap in the face, and then he kicked hard in the ass. The idlers recruited from the city and the strong men captured from the countryside screamed and shoved to find their place, and the whole platform was suddenly in chaos.

Ultimately. With the help of leather whips and leather boots, the GIs lined up in a neat line, the Ferdinand came to a complete standstill, the train stevedores opened the carriage doors, and the peculiar smell of hay and cattle overflowed at once, and the soldiers covered their noses to look at the passenger cars in front of them, and the beautiful female conductors wore the blue skirt uniforms of the V.E railway. Wearing a boat-shaped cap, he bowed deeply to the officers. For a while, the whispered curses of pantothenic acid converged into an annoying "buzzing" sound.

The orchestra conductor and his men on the side ended their pretentious sleep, yawned a long time, and waved the slender wooden stick in his hand with a solemn face, with the French horn as the prelude, and the newly popular patriotic military song "Flowers of the Same Period" resounded through the railway station.

"You and I are contemporaneous flowers. Blooming in the courtyard of the same barracks. I already have the consciousness of thanking as soon as I open it, for the sake of the country, let's scatter calmly!"

The musicians' performances were impeccable, the singers' majestic and loud voices with a hint of impermanence and sadness were also commendable, and many of the passengers' musical cells or patriotic people couldn't help but hum quietly, and the soldiers who boarded the train seemed to be infected by the atmosphere, and the boarding process suddenly became orderly.

A song in praise of the heroic warriors who withered in the northern land like a flower blooming after a short life -- this is another "feat" of Li Lin.

After slightly changing the lyrics and tune of "Sakura of the Same Period" to make it more in line with Charlemagne's pronunciation, he presented the song "in praise of the brave and fearless warriors who are like the gods of war" to Charlemagne's army. At the same time, the railway stations in various places were instructed to play this piece of music whenever the military train boarded and departed.

When someone can't hold back their curiosity and asks what motives are behind this highly enthusiastic move. The president of V.E Company said with emotion: During the long journey, young soldiers will inevitably feel homesick and lonely, and after hearing the music served to them at every station, the young Charlemagne who is heading to the north can go on the road with peace of mind......

The context of this statement in Charlemagne, or in all of Wilt's other languages, is very warm and thoughtful. It's just that in Chinese, a language outside this world, the word "on the road" has a layer of uncomfortable meaning. In fact, Li Lin's true thoughts really won't make Charlemagne comfortable.

Hundreds of thousands of Grey Cattle of the United Rus' Principality and an equal number of human kamikaze martyrs fought across the vast white battlefields of Lapland using a variety of weapons that lagged behind the Alfheim Defenders—chain hammers, repeaters, trebuchets, military magic, and anything else that could be used by both sides.

Humans kill orcs, and orcs kill humans.

An entire generation of young men of both races fought like mad dogs, fighting in a bloody quagmire called war, with no honor, no morality, and no humanity, until all these young men died and went to another world to enjoy the 72 virgins that Mother God had given them. A new group of young people will take their place and start a new cycle of vendettas.

It's a small thing, but it's so wonderful that the elves are satisfied.

It would have been even more perfect if there had been a special assault team that had piloted a flying beast to sink an enemy ship, or a flesh-and-gun warrior who chanted "Allah Abak".

The idea full of malice is also reflected in the naming of the small cruiser that is scheduled to be given to the Charlemagne royal floating fleet, and at the moment Li Lin is very strategizing about this matter, and there is no clear result so far. In his opinion, the three names Yukikaze, Shigure, and Nowaki are all good, and they can bring enough auspicious air to Charlemagne's fleet. It would seem like a pity to give up any of them, but there is still a week to go, and this auspicious battle elf made of 2,000 tons of wood, metal, and malice will join His Majesty's fleet in the performance of "March of the Warships", what should it be called......

Roland didn't know anything about his adoptive father's strange arrangement, he was just curious about when Li Lin had the leisure to compose an exotic military song that he had never heard before, and then give it to Charlemagne's army, which was illogical and meaningless.

"He never did good things anyway. ”

The young man who was carrying all his luggage and all the luggage of the two ladies complained secretly.

He was talking about his own experience - Li Lin never did good things, he only did things that brought great benefits and sent countless people to hell at the same time, and there were always people who were grateful to him until the last moment.

He really deserves to publish a book, and every scoundrel will be placed at the bedside as if he were reading a holy book, and he will not stop reading it religiously. (To be continued.) )

PS: Guess the small theater

Nidhogg: Lord Lilin, did Roland say you were a model rogue?

Li Lin: Bear child, I'm obviously a hooligan tycoon? (I think of the background music "Shanghai Tang")

Ned Hogg: The forever 16-year-old rascal is really handsome!

Li Lin: Our goal is the sea of stars!

Niederhogg: Today's question: 1.What is the prototype of "Flowers of the Period"?Why can Charlemagne's soldiers be able to use this song to get on the road with peace of mind?(Hint: 100 million jade pieces, special attack spirit)2.Snow Wind, Time Rain, and Wild Points--Why are these three names auspicious? Why are they full of malice? (Hint: Many warships in the United Fleet of the Benzi family are teary-eyed. Everyone, hurry up and take action!