5. The first cry of the giant (12)
PS: Roar, it's finally going to war, dear guys!
The hollow sound of the ceremonial leather shoes of high-ranking legged officers reverberated through the deep passages, buried 40 meters underground, covered with layers of armor plates and concrete, with a spiderweb-like complex system of tunnels. But thanks to the 4-lane design and electric lighting system, visitors walking inside don't feel cramped.
It fully absorbed the essence of the French bunker culture of the Maginot Line, combined with the lessons learned from the construction of the border garrison fortification group - the "Siegfried Line" named after the supreme commander. The command post "Wolf's Lair" under the base camp of the Defense Army Rastenburg is not only built extremely strong, but also relies on the most advanced technical means to fully take into account the comfort of living. Every visitor who visits here can't help but be amazed: there are also war facilities that lie on a box-spring bed, drink a martini, blow the air conditioner, take a hot shower every day, and watch a movie on the weekend.
This excessively perfect underground command post amazed the visiting officers, and earned nicknames such as "Wolf's Den Hotel" and "Second New Alfheim". And, even more widespread than the official name.
But no matter how luxurious, this is always an underground facility. The smell of damp earth in the air is difficult to get rid of, and there are terrifying legends of overseers wearing hard hats printed with "Secret First" pouring cement on the human laborers involved in the construction and burying them somewhere as "human pillars". Even though the ventilation system was working well, there was still a damp and sticky atmosphere with a rusty smell in the bunker.
The Green Army Coat Group walking in the tunnel was not stumped by the atmosphere and rumors at all, and its pace was relaxed and confident. The infected guard straightened his back. Hold a submachine gun and salute the green moving wall that will shine brightly.
Li Lin and his General Staff have reason to rejoice that in the past two weeks, the situation has developed as they expected, and the nations are sliding more and more towards the edge of the precipice of turmoil.
Prince Bernard's self-asserted speech was tantamount to a declaration of war against Castile, and the otherwise delicate relationship between the two countries was filled with gunpowder. The ambassador of Castile, Baron Santiana, lodged a solemn protest with Charlemagne, demanding that Prince Bernard make a formal apology for his sins to Castile.
This would have been a reasonable move, and Charles IV was preparing to make concessions in exchange for a détente between the two countries. But the ambassador's extremely arrogant look and language messed things up, and when Baron Santiana demanded that "Charlemagne must ensure that there are no anti-Castilian thoughts and actions of any kind in the country", the old king angrily rejected a request for a compromise. Drove the ambassador out of the Tuileries Palace.
Even at this time. There is still room for things to turn around. After all, no one wants to fight, but they are angry and can't pull their faces. By the next morning, the anger on both sides had subsided. I still have the patience to negotiate.
But the second prince did not want to negotiate. Li Lin also did not allow the fire that was lit to be extinguished. It's not dawn yet. The news that "the ambassador of Castile offended the king and made insulting demands" has already spread through the streets. The War Department fryer, which has always been popular with radical ideas.
The enraged soldiers surrounded the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Castilian Embassy with their weapons, forbidding those inside to go out and leave at will.
in their hearts. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs is an out-and-out "takeaway department" and a stronghold for defeatists and thieves. We must not allow this group of "traitors on the side of the king" to run out and betray the country. As for the embassy, watch it first, steam it and cook it later.
At first, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs staff also tried to demand that the army restore discipline and remove the siege. A certain officer with a hot head immediately drew his sword and threatened: "Diplomats must not interfere with the right of command! Otherwise, there will be no mercy!"
After deeply understanding the suffering of the scholar when he encountered the hooligans, the diplomat had no choice but to return in a huff. But the embassy was not so docile, and fierce clashes broke out between the bloody guards and the surrounding soldiers, and it was hard to imagine that there were still living people in the Castilian embassy if it were not for the king's urgent order that came quickly enough.
At this point, the possibility of a qiē détente has been lost. Castile recalled the ambassador, and in retaliation, Charlemagne likewise withdrew the ambassador. At the same time, the official establishment of the independent security force, the Titans, was announced. Its commander-in-chief was Bernard the Second Prince, General Pétain was the Viceroy of Vichy, and General Jamitov was in charge of practical affairs. In order to return the color, Castile mobilized troops to carry out military exercises in the border area. Charlemagne was equally unwilling......
An escalating vicious circle, it seems that the god of war will come to the end of this crazy circle, but Alfheim does not see it that way.
Since the outbreak of the crisis, Albiang, who has always had a bad relationship with Charlemagne, has adopted an intriguing neutral stance. The pope issued a statement asking for restraint on both sides. Secret intelligence revealed that Albion, who was keen to balance the power of the continent, intended to act as a dispute between Charlemagne and Castile. Imir, who is the hub for coordinating the human camp, is also preparing to send emissaries. The two countries concerned were ready and waited for the steps to come closer.
The stability and unity of the human camp is not good news for the elves, and the resolution of the crisis will undo all the efforts made before, and the strategy must be reversed.
That's absolutely not going to work, it's not allowed.
The curtain hasn't been lifted yet, how can you let the strife be stillborn?
Now that the clockwork of war has been loosened, it is better to re-tighten it. If the strife has subsided, then rekindle it.
This is a struggle in which the world has been separated for a long time, a struggle in which rivers of blood have flowed and a good thing has been completely crushed and trampled. It must be staged on time according to the schedule here.
Passing through numerous staircases, ramps, blast doors, and sentry posts, two guards fiddled with the hydraulic system. The last 300 mm thick carburized steel blast door opened silently. Li Lin led the staff team into the command hall.
"All stand upright, salute!!"
The officer on duty shouted, and the originally noisy command remembered the sound of hundreds of pairs of leather shoes knocking on the heels at the same time. As Li Lin raised his scepter and returned the salute, the headquarters was once again as noisy as a stock exchange.
They were on a protruding platform that looked a lot like the large balcony of the council hall. The group of officers headed by Li Lin condescended and took in the scene below.
Female staff members in short skirts listen to the headphones and place the red and blue flags, artillery, combat vehicles, and bomber models representing the unit number and category in the correct position on the sand table. The interpreter was engrossed in the Enigma machine in front of them, and the documents on the side quickly tapped on the typewriter keyboard. The staff officers talked quietly around the large-scale military map, and from time to time one or two operators handed them messages from nowhere.
Li Lin glanced around at the secret center that he had single-handedly established, and looked at the border where Charlemagne and Castile were intertwined with canine teeth with a mocking gaze.
"Don't underestimate us, old men. The guy who dares to get in our way, no matter how thousands, tens of thousands, or hundreds of millions of ...... he ......has!