If the military capital is Amittengrad, then the military military capital is the Inner Circle Command.
Amittengrad, created in the capital of the former kingdom, served as a residential city. residence, work, and even farmland. It embraced the population with everything an ordinary city should have.
On the other hand, the headquarters had many reasons for disqualification to be called a city. The population distribution is biased, and resources are constantly devoured and not distributed elsewhere. A city prepared only for war.
Thanks to this, the military maintained a large army for its size.
All kinds of military facilities for carrying out war, such as steel mills, munitions factories, and military academies, are concentrated in the headquarters. Under the supervision of the military, the laborers continue to work, and the weapons and materials created by the labor gradually accumulate.
In order to pour out this accumulated power to other countries when the time comes when it is needed.
The Inner Circle Headquarters post, which was in the middle of the military, and therefore always safe from aggression.
There, an officer was trembling with fear inside.
The military did not give a clear answer, but when it comes to officers, there are many stories of this and that.
The abyss has collapsed, from where the worst beings of all time have been released, and they are approaching headquarters to hold those who imprisoned them accountable.
His job is to stop them from invading the headquarters.
That's exactly what was passed on to him.
That is to say, I didn't know anything.
“Are you afraid, so-called?”
A deep voice came from behind him. It was a voice that I could only count on my hand that I had personally heard, but it was an unforgettable, no, an unforgettable voice.
The second lieutenant, who had a tight flag, quickly turned around and saluted him.
“Loyalty!”
A general in an officer's uniform was standing there, with his back back.
In a military country where strength is status, the age of generals tends to be even. However, as qigong is quite difficult to learn, he, who is on the relatively young side of the generals, was already looking at his mid-thirties.
He spoke extensively to the young officer who had just been commissioned.
“There was a lot of pressure on my shoulders. release the power A gun that is not shot is the most dangerous, and a knife that is not wielded is the sharpest. If you are already giving yourself a lot of strength, you lose strength when you really need to use it.”
“I will fix it!”
“Ask again, Lieutenant. Are you afraid?”
It was then that the lieutenant remembered that he had not yet answered the first question. it's going to be awesome The lieutenant answered with a sense of urgency.
“I am only a little afraid!”
“Hey. Do soldiers in the military feel fear?”
“City, I will correct it!”
“You don’t have to. Because I am afraid too.”
The general tapped the lieutenant's shoulder and walked forward with his back. While the lieutenant was bewildered by the unexpected answer, the general murmured as he looked beyond the darkness.
“You cannot predict victory or defeat before a fight. But I have no idea whether I will die or live. The opponent is strong, but the outer defense unit is lacking. No matter how harsh the training was, he couldn't break away from the general level 3 level unit. Whoever sees us… Throw away.”
The lieutenant was greatly shocked by the cold truth.
Even if it is true, self-helpful jokes among colleagues and the assertion of such an authority are different. The lieutenant sang in a trembling voice.
“Bur, throw away… is it.”
“okay. You're guarding this place unaware of it, but don't expect support to come in the event of an engagement. Be prepared to be jailed and fight.”
If you want to know the feelings of the abandoned horse, you just need to read the mind of the second lieutenant. A word from the general was heard above him as he bowed his head sadly.
“Instead, I promise you one thing. I am your commander, and I am in charge of this place. I will face the same end as you at this post. live or die.”
Is there anything easier to move than a heart that has fallen terribly? The lieutenant looked at the general with a thrilled face. He offered a sincere salute after a long time.
The general, who had expected that, threw his gaze outward in order not to show a satisfied smile.
A general is a commander.
If compared to a cog wheel, he assumes a significant role as the axis of the cog wheel. Under his command, numerous cogs throw themselves and rub their flesh. The axis has to endure its strength and weight and survive to the end, so it is treated specially by the military.
Even so, the part where the first encounter with the enemy is ultimately the second lieutenant commanding the troops at the forefront. Even if the axis of the cog wheel is important, if the cog is broken, it is just a waste of time.
So the generals themselves came to the forefront to boost their morale.
'A so-called or a general. Aren't the parts the same anyway? It's just the difference between few or many.'
The general mumbled to himself. However, he was only a quiet evaluation of his situation, and he did not have any particular dissatisfaction with it.
When you grow up, you can learn a lot. Even the fact that he was only a chess horse was part of it. Maybe even knowing it is a blessing. Most soldiers don't even know what part they're in, they just do what they're assigned to.
Only those who have climbed high realize how insignificant they are. It has to be at the level of maturity, and when it becomes the axis of the cog and is connected to the center, one can realize one's position.
'Even so, isn't it better than the kingdom? Rather than that terrible country that is aiming for an opponent every moment, and is eager to fight a duel when it is weak.'
However, with the phrase, the general suddenly thought.
The second lieutenant who just graduated from the military academy and was commissioned is young. He lived in the kingdom for a few years after he was born. It is truly a 'good generation' who could not remember the state of the kingdom.
But for those who don't remember what the kingdom looked like… What will the military look like?
'I don't know. As long as you can't read minds.'
It was when the mumbled general threw his gaze outward.
Searchlights swaying left and right caught something. Five rays of light extending from this side illuminate the other side of the darkness. The searchlight must have caught the shape of something moving.
The general raised his hand.
“come.”
The soldiers who were waiting were very nervous and pointed their weapons forward. Cannons and machine guns also turned their guns towards the other side of the darkness. A soldier of the military with a reputation for being a soldier, no one runs away from fear.
The sound of swallowing was heard from his dry mouth. It was the sound that came from his body. The general smirked.
'You have reached the position of general, but are you still nervous about your opponent? Whoops. There's nothing different about being a magistrate or a general.'
The general snorted and inserted the weapon packet into the biometric terminal. At that moment, a thin alchemy steel wrapped around her body. It was an ironclad armor for defense that was specially made for him, who mainly used daggers.
The shorter the weapon's reach, the more armor you need to save one life. He felt the stability of the slightly stuffy armor and raised his fang-sharp dagger.
The rustling sound was getting closer and closer. Maybe it was because it was covered in darkness, so I couldn't see him yet. But judging from the range the searchlights scanned, they must have come quite close.
'for a moment. darkness? Obviously, you can't detect it with a searchlight, so be careful… .'
When he lifted his head, remembering what he had heard from the signalman.
With the rustling sound, what they reached in front of them was… . It was a go-to carriage that seemed to have rolled about five laps from somewhere.
The wrecked body was also the body, but compared to the inside, the outside was in good shape. The inside was broken and misaligned as someone grabbed it with one hand and twisted it.
But the most important fact.
The inside of the car was empty.
After completing the investigation, the general raised his hand and shouted.
“It’s a camouflage! The enemy is already hiding in the dark! Let's pass this on to the signal man!”
“Yep!”
Seeing the second lieutenant running quickly toward the communication golem, the general sighed inwardly.
He realized after a while that it was a sigh of relief.
There are times in life when you have the desire to destroy the country at least once. Even where there is no country, even Nara-nim swears at me, but since there is no king in a military country, my murmuring has no choice but to be directed at the country itself.
Shouldn't you be swearing? In life, there are times when it is difficult for someone to endure without pouring out their resentment. That's how you become an adult.
As a model citizen, I also tried to soothe my depressed heart by cursing that if something didn't go well, the military would be destroyed.
Of course it's a joke. Ordinary individuals can't ruin a country, and things that can never be accomplished have elements of a joke. To me, the evil saying that the military would be destroyed was a word that stayed in the realm of jokes.
But now.
I was with something that could truly destroy an army.
A wagon assembly plant located near the headquarters.
“The military method of combat is mobile warfare. Signalmen, chariots, command systems. In the three ways, the speed of executing commands catches up with the speed of issuing commands. The existence of the carriage is essential for that.”
With the burning and falling facility process in the background, Historia, walking out of it, reached out her hand. Her blazing flames ignited a magic candle in her hand.
With a shadow on her face, she used a magic candle, calmly explaining.
“This assembly plant cannot be easily restored. No matter how many parts you have, if you don't go through the assembly process in the end, it's just a lump of iron. Destroying the assembly process itself does not paralyze the factory. I don't know if there's anyone as high as Director Maximilian, and it would take five battalions of engineers to restore it.”
At that moment, her eyes caught the eye of a car that was about to be completed. She kicked her wagon sideways. The door leaf engraved with the soldiers' feet bounced back, and the wagon creaked sideways and crashed into a wall and crashed.
“If it is not here, there will be a setback in the command’s troop operation.”
Historia, who had cleaned up to the last one, walked away, shuddering.
Historia, who was at the highest position in the military and had more knowledge about the military than anyone else, directly destroyed it with her power and knowledge, so the fragile steel machinery could not stand it. In the face of the systematic violence of Historia, the soft alchemy steel was broken and crushed. In front of alchemy (physics), nothing could maintain its original form.
Leaving behind the factory that turned into a giant torch to light up the night, Historia walked out the door.
The regressor who helped the vandalism by her side responded with a sullen face.
“Does this mean nothing? It's a real ankle grab. I mean, the wagons or something like that, the signalmen are going to scrape it all over the place. What if I don't become a communicator?”
“I don’t know what to do with a signal soldier. As a sixth-general, I don't even know where the communicators work. Probably no one in the military would know except for the person involved.”
Historia had an attitude that he was not very sorry for the fact that he did not know. she asked as a returnee floated.
“You don’t know, but you seem to be paying special attention to the carrier? Do you really know something?”
“… I don't know. So, you care.”
Historia mumbled as she exhaled the smoke.
“It certainly exists, but I have never seen it. How terrible is this… Most of them didn't know that. I'm in no better position to be called Captain.”
Exists but not visible That means that you are hiding somewhere or living without revealing your identity.
I don't know if he only talks through golems in a windowless room, but Historia guessed similarly anyway.
“Of course, if you attack the communications headquarters as you said, there will be disruptions. If the communication headquarters collapses, the amount of information that can be transmitted decreases sharply.”
“okay! You have to hit it from there!”
“Even for that, this process is necessary. We can't go to war without losing all of our major facilities. Most likely, the military will dispatch elite troops from the command center… . Then, then, we can attack the empty headquarters.”
At first glance, this sounds reasonable. However, the returnee is also a great person who has gone through all the troubles before childbirth. She grasped her intention behind Historia's suggestion.
“Are you using a lure to avoid fighting?”
From turning around and attacking a wagon assembly plant, to deliberately and tenaciously targeting only the equipment. Historia was blatantly avoiding battle.
“huh. You are a great pacifist.”
“I have a kid with me who wants to stop the war, so I guess he moved there.”
The regressor, who had nothing to say, turned his gaze fiercely. Historia did not avoid that gaze.
The two stared at each other for a moment, then each turned their heads in disapproval. asked the returnee.
“Who is that guy?”
“If you're talking about Huey, he's gone to collect the laborers.”
“why?”
Historia mumbled her head while spitting out the burned out magic candle butts.
“What kind of trick are you trying to use?”
The military has a joke like this. There are only cogs in the military factory.
Naturally, factories need workers. No matter how sophisticated the gears are, they are not flexible. It makes sense to use humans everywhere, even to perform tasks suitable for all situations.
But why only cog wheels?
Well, because humans work as part of the cog wheel.
The cogwheels creaked and assembled, but the carriage enters the narrow space along the belt, the gap between the cogs where the limbs may be cut off if stretched. The human heart rate is different, but the factory heart rate is the same for everyone. Tick tock tock, in the dark where all sides interlock with the same beat. Workers had to lie down or squat in their assigned seats and insert the parts delivered along the cogs in time.
Missing it is a penalty. Everyone works to the same beat, so even one small mistake leads to a delay in the whole. The supervisor screams and pushes, and the next worker must correct the mistake with cold eyes.
Because it's such a harsh thing, the military sends only criminals who have committed a crime to the inner circle labor camp.
Because of such harsh work, the inner circle laborers boasted the highest output.
As I was gathering the survivors, I read the thoughts from the corner over there and approached them. People were hiding in the corner of the facility. I walked over with a loud footstep and put my head over them.
“Hey!”
“now! Come on out! I told you to come out, so why are you keeping your mouth shut!”
When I urged, the workers came out crying. Years of obedience to the military command. They didn't even have the buds of rebellion.
He drove the crawling people into a corner. About two hundred night shifts were still running the factory this night. I started speaking to the crouched people, terrified.
“… Now, it seems that everyone still doesn't understand.”
with a bang. He stretched out his hands and pointed to the hangar. There were 200 cars that had not yet been taken out, waiting for their owners.
“You're just giving each of you a single wagon? without any conditions! Wow, don't miss this chance to get your hands on a wagon that you'll work for until you die, then come back to life as a vampire, and you'll have to work another 30 years to get your hands on it!”
Some of the workers were tempting and some doubted my intentions.
But most of them were terrified and closed their ears, waiting for me to leave.
“Leave us alone… .”
Most of the inner circle workers are criminals.
I don't want all criminals to be viewed with bad eyes. In a military country where strict rules rule, criminal is a generic term for people who are not even exemplary citizens.
A person who stole things, someone who beat up a neighbor, a person who raked in money by fraud, someone who killed a person by negligence, a person engaged in smuggling, a person who fell into a trap while trying to join the resistance against the military.
Criminals who were once brave enough to defy even the law, but now docile laborers, crouch and passively await the verdict.
“So now I'm giving you a chance to throw it all away! There is a wagon in front of you, and all the forces that oppressed you and imprisoned you have fled! Now, what is lost is chains, and what is gained is freedom to roam the world! Let's live a new life with a car!”
“… What if I get caught while running away?”
Someone mumbles the worst assumptions. Once someone starts, the murmurs of the laborers pour out like a roar of water.
“It will drag you further in. Everyone will die.”
“It may become material and disappear… . Oh, no. inside.”
“This is unreasonable. It was you who attacked… . It is because of you that we did not meet our quota.”
Now he pours his resentment towards us. Worrying about the future glorifies the past.
We were doing well together, but suddenly they came. Without you, tomorrow would be the same as yesterday.
They were brought here for their sins. I was terrified when I saw those who were in an even more dire situation while rebelling. He gave up his pride and surrendered to the military.
The most exemplary and successful work created by the Military Education University that educates criminals. A true success story of a university rehabilitation project.
Living cogs created by trampling on dignity.
But don't leave them here. Historians and regressors only destroyed the equipment, but in fact, they are the core parts of this factory. Their presence will speed up factory recovery.
Now, to really break it down perfectly.
I started coughing a little, then came up with words to persuade them.
“Everyone, do you know that?”