Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

Chapter 630: The 13th Principality (4)

The night the transport team arrived at the Brest Fortress, the fortress held a grand dinner.

There is a guest house specially built by V.E in the fortress, not far from the administrative area of ​​the fortress, and a small four-story building adjacent to the residential area.

The ground floor on the first floor serves as a restaurant; the second floor is a massage room, steam room, and also provides "special services"; the third floor is a recreation room with entertainment facilities such as bridges, roulette, billiards, bowling; the fourth floor is soundproof The private room only provides coffee and tea. The commander of the fortress and senior officers will whisper to the company salesman there.

Whenever goods arrive, there will be plenty of exercises. Today's first course is to cook half a ton of sturgeon, and the greasy and fatty fragrance is everywhere in the guest house. On such occasions, middle- and lower-level officers can also bring their wives and belts into the hall full of enticing fragrance and enjoy the rare delicacies together. You know, they, their wives and children haven’t eaten at a table that was almost crushed by rich food. The wives quietly put slices of bread with various foods in their handbags. This is because many military officers have more than one child in their homes. Out of courtesy, they only bring their eldest son or eldest daughter to the banquet. There are children waiting at home. ...

Dragging a tired body, the moment when he fell on the bed, the relaxed feeling of slackness drove the young man almost to do something without military restraint.

For example, with a fist pointing to the ceiling, a happy smile on his face, and a dead smile without regret, and a soaring scream, "It is over! It is over! Accompanying the group of **** and making accounts for the group of fools!" Ah, I heard the gospel of God! I am still alive! God is not dead! Praise the mother god!"

Parsifal is not a devout believer. On the contrary, his faith has always been indifferent, but after a day when his spirit and flesh have been worn to the limit, he almost wants to confess, so as to relieve the pressure.

There are only two people in Brest Fortress, fools and bastards.

Despite scolding their loved ones, the villagers who hijacked the road always insisted on this. Parsifal's one-day experience also fully proved the correctness of those words.

Count Alexei Nikolayevich Kuropatkin, former army minister, coach of Brest Fortress. It is also the biggest **** in the fortress, and there is no one.

This is not only the opinion of the villagers and soldiers, after the initial meeting (if it can be called "meeting" instead of "sweeping away"), plus wandering around the fortress for a whole day, witnessing all kinds of After the situation. This has become Parsifal's feelings.

The Earl of Counts can be called the representative of the dignitaries of the Principality. He has collected many shortcomings such as incompetence, greed, cowardice, stupidity, stubbornness, and mediocrity. It is not an exaggeration to say that this complete idiot is one of the symbols of the entire Principality. When the Minister of National Defence took office, his old man had done the act of equipping every thousand-member team with a general, when he went to the grassroots for inspection. He was almost killed in a " " bed because of a heart attack. After the incident, the cousin of His Majesty the Tsar was deported to the Brest Fortress. After a few days of silence, Lord Earl began tossing again. Numerous evils such as the reselling of military supplies, the deduction of military pay, the use of soldiers as laborers, settlements and livestock for immigrant Mexican immigrants, human trafficking and stimulants, and the opening of casinos and brothels in fortresses have emerged. Under the "Efforts" of the Earl, the "grey animals" who were not so powerful in combat became more wasteful.

Due to subtle changes in the Principality’s domestic situation, the importance of the Brest Fortress in the front-line defense system has become increasingly prominent. The Principality’s Army Department found that it may not be enough to let a royal relative sit in town. It was decided to select elite troops from various regions to further enrich the fort's combat power. But this move made the originally fortified defense line more dangerous.

Inexperienced rookies, hereditary military doll soldiers, captured deserters, weirdos with bad relations with their superiors, soldiers with a variety of previous contingent, hanger Lang should be a veteran oil child who enjoys mixing things...even Including the restless elements who participated in the anti-tax and anti-donation social movement! It seems that the various executive departments are looking at the Brest Fortress as a shelter for problematic characters, a great opportunity for a major cleanup.

Where is this fortress? It is clearly a labor reform camp built on the border! If human beings were actually killed someday, even if the goddess appeared, please sleep in the hero cemetery in St. Petersburg, Kutuzov will crawl out of the coffin to command this group of animals and waste wood, and it is impossible to keep the fortress. , That would only let him lie down again.

"I have not been able to determine. Whether the continuous delivery of materials to the Principality will have a meaningful significance. If the end result of this is to make the loot list of the human army more beautiful, then..."

The pencil stopped, Parsifal bit the pen for a moment, and erased his feelings with an eraser.

Submitting the report of Shangfeng does not require personal thoughts, only detailed data and texts, and what you think. Just stay in your heart.

Sorting out my thoughts, and then the dim oil lamp, Parsifal continued to write:

"Although there are greedy, stupid bosses and numb soldiers, not everyone is so. Some soldiers and soldiers maintain the necessary fighting consciousness, and this can also be seen in the afternoon by boat to the Principality Navy to receive supplies. Enterprising spirit. According to their own introduction, it was under the command of Major General Stepan Makarov, Commander of the Baltic Fleet..."

The arrival of the navy is not a surprise. Although V.E can deliver materials to the Principality navy through the smuggling fleet, the harsh sea conditions in the northern ice sea and the inspection of the Albian Navy led to only submarine transportation or smuggling in small formations. This mode of transportation is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also difficult to meet the needs of the Principality Navy under reconstruction. Therefore, transshipment via land has become the navy's best choice.

For example, some of the cannons and flintlocks delivered this time were part of the Principality’s navy, and they were led by the cruiser “Varyag”—this is the third warship of the Principality’s navy to inherit this name. Grid became the captain of the Defence Force Air Force "Adler" training captain Colonel Rudnev. In addition to the workers responsible for handling, there were hundreds of naval technicians. In the process of receiving and inspecting the goods, their performance is very professional, and it is impeccable by the standards of the Logistics Department of the Defense Force.

The Navy's performance almost subverted Parsifal's influence on the Principality's army, but it was only almost.

The operational quality of the naval personnel is impeccable, but due to budget constraints, the quantity of guns they purchase is really limited, and they simply cannot meet their needs. Fortunately, they don't need to charge on land, or Parsifal would think they might use two people and one gun. After the gun was killed, the other picked up the gun and continued to charge.

Even if soldiers in the Principality are regarded as cattle, this kind of meatball charge is too crazy...

The door of the room was suddenly knocked, and at this time there were visitors who surprised Parsifal, put away the notebook, and the elven boy opened the door and then froze there.

"That one……"

Honeydew? watermelon? bowling?

How do you describe the magnificent chest of the long-horned girl who "puffed" with breathing and movement? Strangled by a translucent red silk nightgown ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The face and bare shoulder skin showed a shy pink, and the sensational effect reached the highest point.

"Little... Miss, may I ask you..."

The teenager, who had not got rid of his virginity and had no specific plans, swallowed and asked stiffly.

"Guest officer... that... by the order of the Governor-General... Uh... serve... please do it for the first time, please please the old man... be gentle, don't... hurt too much..."

With a look about to cry, the Dairy girl took a step forward. I wonder if it was because the pair of rich **** blocked their sight or because of their awkward nature, they were tripped by the threshold. With the exclamation of the two people's "ah", the girl holding the teenager's head with " ", the teenager buried in the girl's cleavage, hit "slap" and "slap" on the old wooden floor. The sound of the youth hormones and the fragrance of the girl overflowed the room. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. Please read it for mobile users.)

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