Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1752 Going Home to See My Daughter

As long as we cooperate and work hard, everyone will have a bright future... This is undoubtedly the best news for the surrendered dwarf officials.

The surrender document signed by the Ice Empire Emperor Ice I was announced immediately. All the dwarves in the ruins of Ironforge breathed a sigh of relief at that moment.

The dwarf soldier, covered in dust, threw the Mosin-Nagant rifle, whose butt was full of scratches and covered with starch, at his feet, knelt on the ground with his face in his hands and cried bitterly.

He finally made it to the day when the war ended and he could finally go back to reunite with his family. However, countless dwarves like him had already become corpses and had no chance to see their families again.

"It's over...it's finally over." In a corner of the ruins, a dwarf officer found that his hands were shaking and there was no way to stop them.

After he sighed, he couldn't say anything else: God knows how he has been spending these days.

The deadly bombardment of the Tang Empire followed me everywhere, and the sound of tank engines seemed to be lingering in my ears. I woke up every night in fear, afraid that I would be slashed by the neck in my dreams by a monster with eyes.

Not daring to fall asleep easily yet being able to sleep soundly in an environment of continuous gunfire, this contradictory state has become his life, and he can't even believe that all this is over.

Wrapping his coat tightly around himself, he crawled out of his hiding place and faced the dazzling sunlight. At this moment, he felt like he was alive again.

"Sir!" The adjutant who had just been promoted two days ago came over and showed a brilliant smile that had not been seen on anyone's face for a long time: "The war is over."

"Yes, it's over." The dwarf officer, who had only been promoted to company commander a few months ago, subconsciously agreed, then walked on the snow under the not-so-warm sunshine.

This was something he had always wanted to do but had not dared to do. If he had walked out like this a dozen hours ago, he would have been killed by a sniper in less than a minute...

At this moment, he finally saw the sniper hiding in the ruins opposite. The man was wearing a tattered coat like a beggar. He was sitting with another person wearing the same clothes, enjoying the steaming food.

"Sir." "Sir." When passing by the soldiers in the bomb crater, several dirty soldiers stood up one after another. They had not saluted in such a formal manner for a long time. For those hiding in the rubble, standing up is actually a risk and a challenge.

So, now these soldiers are not expressing their respect to their superiors, but feeling the joy of being able to stand up suddenly.

Signaling to the soldiers to relax, the company commander walked across his own position and went to the defensive position of the next company.

The team was led by a "deputy company commander" because the company commander of this company had just been killed a day ago. Unfortunately, he died in the last second of the war.

"It's all over. I can't even believe I'm still alive." The acting company commander handed over a cigarette while speaking. The snow-white paper made it hard to believe that this was something he could take out.

Then he explained: "It was given to me by a Tang soldier across the street. He came over and asked us for some souvenirs. I gave him my pistol and he gave me this."

So, the two smokers who had quit smoking for a few days stood in the sunshine on the snow, puffing out smoke. The cold wind still blew, but it didn't feel as biting as it did yesterday. "Yeah, I can't believe it either. I want to go home now to see my daughter." The dwarf company commander who came to visit nodded while smoking.

"I don't know yet. Where are you from?" the acting company commander asked curiously.

The visiting company commander replied with some concern: "In Dalcas... I heard that the fighting there was pretty bad. I don't know how my father and daughter are doing."

"I hope everything is going well for them." The acting company commander offered his best wishes.

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For others, the war is far from over. On the contrary, perhaps their war has just begun.

In an elf town on the border, there is a supply point filled with various supplies and dozens of trucks parked. Seven or eight logistics officers are counting, counting and distributing the goods.

The transport trucks from the surrounding troops are waiting. Tens of thousands of soldiers need food and water, and the daily logistics supply workload is huge. It is definitely not an easy job.

While they were busy, above their heads, an aerial bomb with a guidance head flew down with the wind, constantly correcting its gliding trajectory.

The invader attack aircraft that dropped the bomb was still 30 kilometers away, and its target could not even hear the roar of its engine.

Without warning, the precision-guided bomb dropped from the sky and directly hit a pile of gasoline barrels in the middle of the town. The logistics soldiers at several supply stations passing by were engulfed by the flames of the explosion before they could even lie down.

All the people who were affected further away fell down, and it was unclear whether they were knocked over or chose to lie down on their own. The people further out all subconsciously shrank their necks, and then looked towards the place where the explosion occurred in shock.

The explosion of the oil barrel also set off a raging fire, and the surrounding materials were not spared. A truck transporting oil parked nearby also exploded directly due to the high temperature a few seconds later, and the secondary explosion turned the fire into countless flying fireballs.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Even the dumbest people knew they were under attack. Some people kept shouting, while others were thinking something else: "Quick! Quick rescue... rescue supplies! Quick!"

"What is the air defense force doing? Where is the air defense alarm?" An elf officer rushed out of his house, looked at the oil storage area that was still exploding, and shouted with gritted teeth.

This time he couldn't escape the responsibility. For the elves, precious gasoline and oil trucks were things they could not afford to lose easily.

It's not that the elves are short of oil. In fact, no matter how short of oil they are, the coalition forces still have enough fuel to use for the time being. The problem is that it is not so easy to deploy this oil to the front line.

And there are those damn trucks that transport fuel. They are much more valuable than ordinary trucks. If we lose any one of them, it will be a big deal that requires a report!