Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1709 1710 New Tent

When the dwarf refugees, wearing thin clothes and hungry, arrived at the tent area that housed them, they were stunned by what they saw.

The prisoners of war were working non-stop to expand this huge new "city". The streets inside had been cleared and snow was piled on both sides. Looking into the distance, there were densely packed tents that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Yes, there were tents everywhere. The dwarf women held basins and looked at the new compatriots calmly with a faint smile on their faces. They did not look like victims who had lost their homeland due to occupation, but more like a group of ordinary people who had returned to a peaceful life.

"Hold your things! Pay attention and follow! Cooperate with the staff and don't cause trouble for others!" After entering here, the people who shouted were no longer the Tang army soldiers, but a dwarf carrying a rifle.

He was wearing strange clothes: a bright red tweed coat with a double-breasted design that looked quite nice, a belt tied outside, and a fur hat on his head that looked very warm.

This thing doesn't have any combat attributes. It can be seen from afar in the snow, in the woods, or even in the city. Its main purpose is to be conspicuous.

It is easy to be recognized wearing this thing, and you will not lose your target even if you stand in a crowd. It is obvious that the Tang army has a particular intention in giving such a "suit" to the dwarf captives who maintain law and order.

The dwarf soldiers, wearing cotton-padded clothes inside and overcoats outside, and wearing leather boots, looked much more impressive than before. They maintained the prisoners' line and made them march forward in formation.

As they walked, a sturdy female dwarf was assigning the refugees: "Six people in one tent! If you know anyone, please stay together and don't separate! If a family has four, five, or more people... then keep going! Don't stop!"

"Families of three people, two families in a group! After you find a matching family, come to me! Turn left at the next intersection!" A female dwarf holding a sign on the side of the road kept shouting through a loudspeaker.

The originally quiet shelter suddenly became noisy. The dwarves followed the familiar people forward at a loss, and then walked to an empty tent that belonged to them in a daze.

"Okay! This place is yours from now on! The number plate is proof of use of the tent you belong to, and it is also proof of your identity. Don't lose it! There are six of them!" The dwarf in charge of arranging their accommodation stuffed the aluminum plates with numbers on them into the hands of several dwarves and said, "I live in the first tent in this row. I am your person in charge. You can come to me if you have any problems."

He pointed at himself and said, "There are supplies distributed here every day. Men are needed to come and help. The time is once in the morning and once in the afternoon. Don't feel embarrassed. You are here to carry food and drinking water... If you feel tired, you don't have to come."

As he spoke, he led a few confused people into the tent and told the others who followed him not to move: "Wait, I'll go in and explain and then take you to the next tent."

After entering the tent, he began to talk very skillfully: "There are two washbasins over there, one for each family. There is soap on the small cabinet next to the washbasin. There are quilts on the beds, and there are cotton-padded clothes for you. Children's clothes may be a little big. If they are too big, come and tell me."

"There are shoes under the bed... The food is distributed among people. There are instant noodles and some bread. Don't be surprised. I know it's much better than what you ate before, but these things are really prepared for you." He walked to the door after he finished speaking: "I will be back after I finish my work. Let me get familiar with my new home first."

The dwarf refugees really had a lot of questions to ask, but before they could ask a single question, they saw the capable female dwarf walk out. She led the other dwarves to continue walking forward and went to another tent. "Oh my God, are these all for us?" The child's father looked at the various supplies piled on the bed in surprise, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

The dwarf soldiers took away his and his wife's cotton clothes, and all their food was looted. Those damned beasts even took the children's clothes...

But those alien humans who were said on the radio to be the ones that would kill them actually prepared new cotton-padded clothes for them and gave them so much food...

"Can I eat it?" A child from another family nearby pointed at the bread on the bed and asked, swallowing his saliva, "Mom?"

"I'm hard to say. I just heard that woman say that this was prepared for us, right? Since it's for us, we can't not eat it, right?" The man from another family looked at the new friend he met on the road and asked cautiously.

They were very lucky not to be drafted into the army. The certificate of skilled workers on them saved their lives at a critical moment.

It was also a lucky factor that both of them were in the suburbs: they became refugees so quickly that before the dwarf garrison could react, they had already reached the area controlled by the Tang army.

The father of the child who spoke first was looking down at the familiar aluminum sheets with numbers stamped on them. It was something he was familiar with.

That’s right, these materials are obviously aviation aluminum used to manufacture MiG-19 fighter jets, and he is also very familiar with the stamping machinery: it is estimated that these brands are manufactured in the factory where they used to work.

The First Aircraft Manufacturing Plant in Ironforge was once the most efficient factory in the Frozen Empire and was also one of the most advanced factories introduced.

Now, it has become the occupied area of ​​the Tang Empire. It seems that the Tang people used some of the mechanical equipment there that was still functioning to make these little gadgets that do not require much technology.

"Honey, can we eat these things?" Seeing her husband staring at the small piece of iron in his hand, the wife couldn't help but ask again.

"Oh, oh. Of course. I think we should eat something first. We can't say it's for us and then give it back." The child's father said quickly after coming to his senses.

Although it was still very cold in the tent, they had quilts, cotton clothes, and food. There was even a small stove in the tent with firewood piled next to it. The chimney extended out of the side of the tent, and the joints were even sealed.

So the two families began to open the plastic packaging bags, took out the bread inside and devoured it. They hadn't eaten a single bite for more than a day, and when they could eat such soft bread, tears suddenly flowed out.