EFB #1097 - Chapter 1097 True Security
#1097 - Chapter 1097 True Security
Wu Wei delayed for seven days after the general offensive...
In a secure zone of the Human Empire.
"Hey, Omen, what do you think those lords called us here for, messing with this Doomsday Drill every day?"
In the dim factory break room, a worker named Omen was woken up by his partner and asked this question.
Omen wiped his face, and said impatiently.
"How would I know?!"
"It's none of my business."
"Anyway, all I know is that if we workers don't come here, we'll be sent to the front lines to fill trenches."
"Hmph, as for what those lords are thinking, I don't care at all!"
Hearing Omen's impatient tone, the other workers around him laughed.
"Oh, someone's got a temper?"
"Speaking of which, did you argue with your wife last night? Did you kneel all night and not sleep?!"
"Impossible!"
Omen rolled his eyes at the other person.
"Which of the workers in our factory doesn't know how bad my temper is..."
"Forget it, Old Brother Omen, we saw you being chased down the street by your sister-in-law with a rolling pin yesterday. If you hadn't knelt down in time, you wouldn't have been able to come to work today."
A workmate who lived with Omen said with a grin, directly exposing Omen's lie.
"Hahahaha."
"Hahahaha!"
Hearing Omen's neighbor say this, the surrounding workers all laughed.
And Omen, who had been exposed, became anxious.
"No, do you guys know why we argued?"
"Why?"
Omen, having opened the floodgates, sighed and explained the whole story.
It turned out that the reason why Omen dared to confront his wife yesterday was only because she said that the current war situation was too chaotic.
Most of them, the workers, would have to go to the front lines to fill trenches, and even their old, weak, women and children would have to produce weapons and ammunition in sweatshops to replace these workers.
What was even more terrifying was that they, the subjects of the Human Empire, could hear the sounds of gunfire and fighting from several kilometers away, even in their sleep.
That's right, the safe zone they were in was only a few kilometers away from the front lines.
In this precarious and harsh environment, Omen's wife naturally wanted to send their young children to the supposedly safer rear through connections.
But Omen strongly disagreed.
The reason was simple, Omen knew very well.
Those so-called safer rear areas were just a lie.
Since the Elf Court invaded the Human Empire's plane, there had been no safety in the area they were in.
Because according to the soldiers fighting on the front lines, the plane they were in had long been in a state of war, and even the lords' command posts had been rebuilt at least four or five times due to the impact of the war.
Therefore, Omen analyzed that, in this case, the safest place in the entire plane was definitely not the legendary rear, but the industrial supply area they were in!
This supply area, which could provide heavy weapons and a large number of light weapons and ammunition, was definitely the safest place!
This could be seen from the fact that the Elf Court's army had never set foot in the safe zone in more than ten days.
But it was also because of the difference in their thinking that Omen and his wife had a fierce quarrel, which led to the scene last night.
"What a pity, I knelt last night, cough cough, I mean I slept for too long, and didn't have time to look at my daughter's and son's faces when I left."
Omen said helplessly, then took out a photo from his pocket and looked at it carefully.
Looking at the smiles of his children in the photo, Omen, who had just been full of anger, smiled.
For a moment, he felt that it was good to be alive.
Even in such a chaotic time of war, he felt that it was good to be alive.
At least, he could go home after work and look at the smiles of his children, dispelling all his fatigue.
That was happiness, wasn't it?
Looking at Omen's infatuated smile, the other workmates couldn't help but laugh.
It seemed that these people had similar ideas to Omen.
After all, they were a group of people who were "truly far away from danger". While other workers were being sent to the front lines to fill trenches, they could still practice operating this Doomsday Drill in the rear base.
However, happy times are always short-lived.
Just as this group of workers who had learned how to use the Doomsday Drill were still boasting to each other, suddenly, hundreds of imperial soldiers came to the door of the workers' break room.
And accompanying them here was a cold-faced man with black hair and red eyes, and a red-haired woman who was so beautiful that she defied description.
The moment they saw these two lords, almost all the workers were dumbfounded, and some timid people even started to tremble.
The reason was simple, the identities of these two lords were a little special.
The black-haired, red-eyed man was the commander-in-chief of all the imperial armies in this plane.
And the red-haired, beautiful woman was...
"Your Highness the Princess!"
"Praise you, Your Highness the Princess!"
"Long live the Empire!"
In an instant, all the workers knelt down, chanting different slogans.
Including Omen.
Unfortunately, the pious姿态 of these humble workers did not attract any attention from these two lords.
On the contrary, the red-haired imperial princess bypassed them and directly said to the black-haired lord beside her.
"The machine they are operating is the sixth Doomsday Drill we have."
"And this group of workers is also ready."
"So, what do you think?"
Hearing this, the black-haired man gave the order.
"Okay."
"Let all of them, under the leadership of the soldiers, get ready."
"The attack will officially begin in one hour."
After speaking, the lord left here on his own, without any respect for the Empire's princess.
Such an action was a blatant blasphemy.
But now, this was no longer important.
Because Omen, who was still bowing his head, had turned pale.
As the soldiers gradually approached, and the pungent smell of gun oil on their bodies became stronger, Omen finally realized a problem.
That was, he had never been truly safe.
To be precise.
In war, no one can ever be truly safe!
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