Get you back.

This was the most common word that came out of Albion's mouth after the end of that pocket war in the Arctic Sea, followed by "destroy the orcs", "kill all the infidels", and "where is our navy?"

Patriotic youths kept these words on their lips every day, and the streets and alleys were constantly cursing orcs, saying everything, describing the actions of the Duchy's navy as madness and madness, and calling Kolchak the devil's spokesman. More of a hoarse cry demanded that Albion declare war on the United Principality of Rus' and recover the blood debt of the fallen sailors.

Their mood can be understood.

Two destroyers have sunk into the Arctic Sea, and it will take at least months, years, decades of investigation for the Albians to find out the truth. Even if the truth is investigated, in order to save their face, gentlemen will still choose to bury the truth and know too much, so that those disgraceful histories will sink in the corner forever until one day a conscientious historian discovers it. Now the whole world only knows that the Duchy Navy murdered Her Majesty's loyal warriors and sank Her Majesty's warships by despicable means.

After the incident, Charlemagne was also discussing the incident enthusiastically, but all of them expressed joy and joy. As an old rival, Albiang's defeat always brought joy to Charlemagne and vice versa. Now that Albion had fallen into the well, still slapped in the face in the naval realm they had always been proud of, Charlemagne naturally threw stones into the well in high spirits, an act that made the Albians even more furious.

In such a frenetic atmosphere, the Navy was the one that jumped the highest. The Admiralty blamed the loss of the battleship on the "despicable and shameless sneak attack of the orcs." In order to save their face, they are doing everything in their power to get Her Majesty the Queen to launch an expedition against the United Rus' Duchy. A great war fought by the navy alone, swept through the Duchy's navy with strong ships and guns, landed from the Lapland Bay, and captured St. Petersburg.

This was just the beginning, and the army of Albion would raze every city in the duchy to the ground, kill every orc they saw, men, women, and children, kill them, and hang their bodies in trees. Ultimately. Either kill all the hairy pagan mongrels. Either they will not dare to look sideways at the Albions for a thousand years......

Lunatic.

This is the case in private for all other human nations, with the exception of the Pope. The Pope was keenly aware that this was a very good opportunity to both strike at the infidels and weaken two great powers that were increasingly dismissing Emile and the Church. Especially Albion - just imagining heresy and killing infidels. The wonderful sight of the heretics also killing heretics. It moved his old man almost uncomfortably. Add to that the wonderful prospect of re-strengthening the authority of the church, and that slightly mean face can't help but smile.

Soon, Emir sent an edict contacting the countries. The countries and forces that are ready to get a piece of this war have taken action.

Pope, Cardinal, King, Queen, Prince, Consul...... The big guys were busy, but for Parsifal, those things were too distant to perceive, he was just a word processor in the logistics department, an assault salesman, an amateur spy, and now he was plagued by helplessness and shame.

"Master Parsifal, this is so powerful, so fast......!"

Leaning against the car window, Natalia let out a cry of surprise, oblivious to the strange gaze around her. Parsifal was bearing the feeling of being on pins and needles, and at the same time put on a gentle smile from a teacher who led a kindergarten or elementary school outing.

There is no way to do this, the lieutenant of the logistics department said to himself.

For Natalia, who didn't even know what a train was, the impact of this unheard or unseen means of transportation was too intense, and when the locomotive blew its whistle to enter the station, Natalia was almost half frightened to death, and she kept chanting prayers before entering the carriage, and only now did she gradually settle down. Then he turned into a curious baby, screaming at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window.

In the past, the teachers at the school thought of themselves as dead ghosts, but Parsifal felt a far greater shame than his teachers at the moment.

First, she is not a nanny, and Natalia is not a child, and second, there are many rich people from the principality on the train, who are looking at them with the eyes of a hillbilly.

Therefore, this is no longer a simple matter of losing face, it is simply a matter of shame PLAY.

(Oh my God, how could this be.) ）

I sighed in my heart, and my helplessness became a little stronger.

The Prokhorovka he was going to to was located in the Kursk region, which produced important minerals such as phosphate rock, peat, and iron ore, which was suitable for the development of industry, and many of the military production of the V.E company were located here. In addition, the vast plains are suitable for tempering the Wehrmacht's armor clusters and testing all sorts of new weapons. Before arriving at this military-industrial and military base, he had to cross the vast and fertile Kiev plain, and after arriving in Kharkov, he changed to other means of transport to the Prokhorovka base.

The reason for this arrangement, in addition to the consideration of confidentiality, is still the consideration of the logistics department headquarters to familiarize the relevant personnel with the environment.

The country is so vast that without railways, logistics would be almost unimaginable. Mechanized troops, in particular, join them in the human nations to the west, and the extensive railway network can deliver a steady stream of replacement parts, lubricants, sky crystals, and ammunition to combat units. But here, it is often difficult to find people after walking hundreds of kilometers, let alone railway lines. Coupled with the unique climate and geography, this strange land is a severe test for the logistics of any army.

Therefore, it is necessary to have a detailed understanding of the local environment, and in order to achieve this, a guide who is familiar with the local environment is essential.

"Let the girl come with you. ”

Murat's fluttering words almost caused Parsifal to suffer a heart attack.

This thing must be trying to kill me, where have I offended him before?

Until the time of departure, Parsifal's mind was filled with this thought.

The orders of the boss are absolute. Moreover, Murat's reasons are very strong.

"Speaking of which, it is within the territory of the principality, but the area of the Kiev Plain is not peaceful, especially in the west, I believe you have heard some rumors. ”

Nodding slightly, Parsifal fell silent.

The Kiev Plain is famous as a large granary, the fertile land is the best in the world, in addition to meeting the needs of the principality itself, it can also be exported, in the early barter trade with the company, the duchy is to exchange the grain of the Kiev plain for the crossbow made by the V.E company.

Originally, the aborigines of this great plain consisted only of cattle and dairy cows. The bears are just latecomers. In order to control this land and consolidate the foundation of the principality, the bear clan raised a butcher's knife against the aborigines.

There were countless looting and massacres in the style of "grass valley", and there were so many villages and towns that were burned overnight that they were too lazy to count. The most appalling thing is. In the name of "requisition of grain". Looting the food of every household, artificially creating famine and starving millions of indigenous people......

By all means, the current Kiev Plain was divided in two. The bear tribe is the majority in the east, and the dairy cow is the majority in the west. The aborigines of the west hated the bears, and outsiders who had good relations with the bears were also hostile, and the situation has eased down due to the boycott and attacks on the company's business in the early days, but it is better to have someone who is familiar with the local situation and easy to communicate with.

Despite all his reluctance, Parsifal eventually boarded the train with Natalia, and then carried the label of "hillbilly" and bathed in contemptuous gaze......

His stomach seemed to start hurting again, and pressing on his abdomen, he stole a glance at the seat diagonally opposite.

The four silent company employees looked as if they were playing cards, but if you look closely, you can see that the group of guys are sitting too upright, and their eyes are wandering and their attention is wandering away from the cards. Look a little further and you'll see that they're looking at a few boxes on the luggage rack.

V.E has a lot of mysterious cargo, and it's not uncommon for it to ship some strange things on its own railroad. But with such a vigilant transport, the goods in the box can't help but make people curious.

Samples of new weapons, special drugs, classified information, weapon design drawings?

None of the answers were right, only a few letters.

This was another of Parsifal's missions, sending letters from Alfheim to soldiers thousands of miles away.

It sounds a little incredible, for the sake of a few letters, four non-commissioned officers were actually sent to take care of it. But in fact, these ordinary family letters do have such value.

A qiē is all about boosting morale.

Like soldiers all over the world, whether they were soldiers of Albion, Charlemagne or the United Principality of Rus', their service was monotonous, harsh, and hard, and perhaps even more difficult for the soldiers of the Alfheim Defence Force stationed outside the homeland.

After all, they are the most low-key and secretive army in the world, and in order not to reveal their identities, they have no chance to get out of the barracks unless they go on a mission, and this even includes the cooks - the defense forces have a tradition of planting vegetable gardens wherever they go, and vegetables, livestock, and poultry can be self-sufficient without going out to purchase.

These ordinary and unusual soldiers have to endure long hours of work and monotonous and arduous training, bear the discomfort and loneliness in a remote and unfamiliar environment, and are under great work pressure from officers to soldiers. Over time, this life will definitely have an impact on morale.

The first to raise doubts about this was Stasi, who believed that it would lead to an unstable state of mind in the army, and it would be easy for "people with a heart" to take advantage of it. Although the military has always been a hardcore vote base for conservatives, after all, it is limited to the homeland, and the activities of various political factions are under surveillance, and outside the homeland, things may be different.

The liberals may develop a "chaotic party" in the military that does not obey the royal way, the radicals may lead their subordinates to engage in "violent walking" and "going alone", and the conservatives may also have abnormal movements...... There is no one to worry about, and it is better to prepare in advance.

In this regard, both Stasi and the General Staff mentioned that it is strictly forbidden to carry out political propaganda in the army, and that anyone who is found to have propaganda or listened to anti-system ideas or radical ideas will be punished and punished once and for all, and this problem will be eradicated once and for all with whips and bullets.

But the consul vetoed the suggestion, and in his opinion, a simple and crude approach would not necessarily lead to good results. You can't just rely on sticks, you have to have carrots that will make people hungry. The so-called whipping a jujube will only pull out a stubborn donkey with a bad temper.

Therefore, it is necessary to adopt some gentle means.

After several discussions, the senior staff members with superior intelligence put forward the opinion of "how about trying the letter from home?" and after unanimous approval, it was decided that the logistics department would carry out the implementation of several troops. If the effect is good, on the basis of secrecy and espionage, the people of Alfheim can be mobilized to write letters of condolence to the front-line soldiers.

For a time, the entire logistics department turned into a literary research society, and the assault writers showed their talents, some of them cast dye on the format of the defense army's condolence essays, and selected paragraphs to combine them into letters; some flipped through "Teach You How to Write Letters" and copied them directly; some of them bit the pen and pondered for a long time before writing more than 10 words; and the most outrageous thing was that the chief of Parsifal's department, a big man, wrote letters in imitation of a woman's tone and tone, and then asked the female clerk to write it again, and asked the female clerk to leave lipstick lip prints on the envelope......

Looking at the large boxes full of forged letters, and thinking of the officers and soldiers of the Prokhorovka base who received these letters, Parsifal's stomach pouch began to twitch again, (to be continued......