Warren is similar to other places on the Ukrainian-Polish border, with only a small town of less than 10,000 people in the middle.

The surrounding land is huge, with dozens of scattered villages. But there are only ten or twenty households in each village, and the people are more scattered than pepper noodles.

This is similar to other places in Europe, where there are fewer people and more space.

Historically, Volyn did not have a fixed ownership. A few years ago it was a Polish territory, and within a few years it became Ukrainian.

After Ukraine was home for a few years, the Poles came back.

The most recent one was before the last European War, after Poland defeated Russia and occupied the Volyn area again.

This time the European War ended, Russia occupied a large area of ​​Polish territory, and the Volyn area was one of them.

The information from above was very general. It only said that Warren had a combined population of about 100,000.

There are thousands of people living in a small town, and the tallest building is the Catholic church standing in the middle of the town.

The soldiers of the Ming army approached the small town of Warren in a skirmish line and began to set up camp about five kilometers away from the town.

On the land that had been leveled beforehand, stood a group of about a hundred Russian soldiers.

Next to that group of Russians stood a company of Mongolian regiment soldiers led by Old Monkey.

The leveling of the land was very sloppy, but that's understandable. In two days, it was pretty good to be able to level it like this.

Not far away, several forklift rolling mills are still working.

Farther away, several infantry fighting vehicles were on guard.

Batu glanced at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but nodded. After all, it was the station chosen by veteran Youzi!

This is a vast plain, and the nearest artificial structure around the station is the small town of Warren, five or six kilometers away.

The nearest woodland is at least ten kilometers away.

Even the small trees around the camp were chopped off at the root, and the stubble was a slanted tip. The chopped trees were placed sideways on the ground.

At a glance, the nearby shooting range was completely swept away.

As long as watchtowers are set up at the four corners of the camp, the surroundings can be well monitored. Even mortar fire will be exposed to sight.

Unless the Polish guerrillas have heavy weapons such as howitzers, no one can pose a threat to the Mongolian regiment.

Several airships in the sky slowly landed, and the recruited laborers began to move the prefabricated houses inside the airships.

Although it hasn't snowed yet, it's already very cold. Without a prefabricated house and a stove, sleeping at night must be a miserable experience.

Now, Batu is very satisfied with the newly appointed chief of staff.

If the people in the team were to collect the goods, I don't know what it would be like. Maybe it would be convenient to set up the station near the woods for the convenience of collecting firewood.

"The security in Warren City is very poor. Bullets may be fired when you enter the village.

Those Russians are very miserable now. They don't even dare to go out when nothing happens.

The guard post at the door is an extremely dangerous position, and now no one dares to stand guard at night."

The old monkey walked to Batu, pointed at Warren Town in the distance and whispered.

"So evil?" Batu blinked, he didn't expect that things would be like this.

"It's even worse than this. On the road you came from, I led my men to dig out three landmines this morning!

They are all large landmines weighing more than 20 kilograms. Just one of them can blow your truck into the sky." The old monkey muttered at the road Batu and the others came from.

"Fuck me, so cruel?" Batu was a little surprised, and at the same time very scared.

Just now he drove in on a jeep and was at the front of the team. If the old monkey didn't clear the mines, he would be blown into the sky.

"In my opinion, these Poles are not easy to deal with." The old monkey shook his head.

"Grandma, how can we deal with this? Do you think there is nothing we can do? If we can't get rid of these people, we will be attacked by them continuously.

A few people will die today, and a few more will die tomorrow. In a few days, morale will be ruined." Batu knew deeply that most of the soldiers he led were new recruits.

Very unfamiliar with the battlefield!

If you are beaten like this, your morale will probably collapse soon.

"But I still found some ways!" The old monkey blinked at Batu.

The Russian major came over and saluted Batu!

The speaker was translating his words!

"Commander Tumenovsky of the Independent Battalion of the Volyn Garrison, reporting to you and following your command."

Batu nodded and returned a military salute casually: "Colonel Batu, commander of the Mongolian Regiment of the Ninth Division, has been ordered to command you.

Now withdraw from the town and get yourself a prefabricated house next to us.

Right between us and the town!" Batu pointed to a place just over a kilometer away.

This location is stuck between Warren Town and the station, which can serve as a warning.

After listening to the translator, Tumenovsky was so grateful that he almost cried. He had really had enough of staying in Warren Town!

His men said it was an independent battalion, but in fact there were only two companies.

These two companies lost 30% of their manpower in the past six months.

Almost everyone is trembling when they stand guard at night, because maybe a bullet flying in the darkness will send them to see God.

The whole day was spent in busyness.

I have been busy until dark, but I still haven't finished building so many prefab houses.

On the contrary, observation towers have been built at the four corners of the station.

These observation towers are all steel structure components. The top tower is fully enclosed, and the 1.5-meter-high bulletproof steel plate is the latest product developed.

Bulletproof steel plates are composed of three layers of one-centimeter-thick steel plates, with a layer of two-centimeter-thick ceramic shards sandwiched between each layer of steel plates.

In other words, the bulletproof steel plate is composed of three layers of steel plates and two layers of ceramics. It is said that during the test, the 25mm rapid-fire gun was unable to penetrate this kind of armor at a distance of one thousand meters.

At a distance of 500 meters, the sniper rifle was just scratching the surface. At most, it only penetrated two layers of steel plates.

A footnote to the steel structure, completely pure steel components.

The sentry tower is usually equipped with an mg-42 or mg-34 machine gun, and in some places it is also equipped with a sniper rifle.

The most amazing thing is that there is a stove inside the sentry tower. Even in the cold winter, as long as bullet-proof glass is installed, the inside of the sentry tower can be kept as warm as spring.

Such a heavy sentry tower weighs ten tons.

Only the Ming Dynasty, with its terrifying power, could have the confidence to create such a thing.

Four sentry towers are just the transport capacity of a large cargo airship at one time.

Generally, the Ming Army would mobilize at least ten large airships for a regiment-level military operation, as well as about ten medium-sized airships for support.

As for those small airships, they have long been eliminated.

Either they were used for domestic feeder shipping, or they were sold to countries with good relations such as Spain, Italy, and Austria.

Of course, the Ming army will not forget its old friends, the Russians.

For the light airships given to Russia, the ones in the best condition are usually selected and given to Russia half-sold and half-gifted.

Therefore, the Russian army is now also equipped with a large number of airships.

Although the carrying capacity of the small airship is only five tons, it is already considered a good thing for the Russian army.

The Russian army built a new garrison at the speed of light and quickly moved in. Tumenovsky was a thief. The new garrison was very close to the Ming army's camp.

Close to the Ming army, just two to three hundred meters away below the sentry tower.

"We'll work for another day tomorrow and the prefabricated house will be almost ready. Let's squeeze in the brothers tonight and it'll be ready tomorrow." We had beef soup and noodles for dinner.

It’s a joy to eat this on a cold day!

The old monkey blew the snot from his nose and swallowed a big bowl of noodles, feeling warm all over.

Now I filled a big bowl of noodle soup and drank it slurpingly.

"Damn, why is this damn place colder than Kiev?" Batu glanced at the glass window irritably.

The north wind howled outside the window, and the cold wind penetrated into the house along the cracks in the window, making bursts of "woo" and "woo" sounds that were more unpleasant than ghosts crying.

"This damn place is like this. I heard it snows so thickly in winter that you can't even open the door." The old monkey had been here two days earlier and was a little familiar with the situation here.

"The well digging must be done as soon as possible. Today is the first day. They haven't had time to poison the water source yet, and they won't know for sure tomorrow." Ding San also sat on the chair, sipping the noodle soup.

"We have started drilling according to the pre-marked location. The North Koreans worked all night tonight, and he promised me that at least the first well will be drilled tomorrow morning.

There is a lot of water in this place, so it is not difficult to dig a well." Hugjiril filled another large bowl of noodles, and he scooped up all the uneaten pieces of beef from the bottom of the pot and piled them on top of the bowl.

It was so trembling that if Huge Jirel shook his hand, the piece of meat would fall to the ground.

"That's the best, grandma. This place feels like it's full of dangers. We drive all the infantry tanks to the side at night.

The sentry fires a flare every fifteen minutes. I feel very bad!" Batu finished a bowl of noodle soup, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"Pa...!" A crisp gunshot broke the silence, and everyone stopped and looked out the window.
To be continued...