"I think it's completely the opposite! The greater the power, the greater the ambition, and the First Army will be willing to curl up on Nanlin Island? The South China Sea has not been calm recently. Maybe the First Army will make more intense moves next. ! How can there be a stable life in war!"

Regarding the second brother's view, Chen Jing's view was completely opposite. The First Army was too strong, and it was incredible.

With a strong military force, how can one be satisfied with the small Nanlin Island?

If the First Army is really a pioneer, then there must be one war after another with the First Army.

In a war, no matter how safe the rear is, it cannot avoid threats from all sides.

Looking at the two brothers with different opinions, Chen Nannan said calmly: "Okay! The road has been chosen, and I am not going to go back. This is my choice and yours. We must keep going on this road! "

The two nodded solemnly.

Arguing is just to express what is in their minds, which cannot change anything.

As the eldest sister said, here, there is no turning back.

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Night is coming!

One day passed again.

On the black sea, the shadows of ships floated, and darkness enveloped everything. You can only rely on the dim light from the sky to see the outlines of the huge battleships.

That was the fleet of the First Army, the fleet under Natasha.

It’s not far from Bentley, and maybe you can see the coastline of Bentley after tens of nautical miles.

But as night fell, Natasha was hesitant and ordered the fleet to stop.

Don't be careless at any time, and never underestimate the threat of "sea beasts".

The "sea beast" is the real overlord in the sea, and the necessary vigilance is still needed.

After a storm, the sky was empty, and the full moon hung above the sky, sowing silver brilliance toward the sea.

Under the shining of the moonlight, the heavens and the earth wanted to be covered with a layer of silver frost, and the shimmering sea surface reflected the silver brilliance.

The sea is quiet, forming a beautiful and spectacular scenery.

The endless sky is densely covered with stars. Looking up, you can feel the vastness of the starry sky, and even the smallness of oneself.

The only pity is that how many people are enjoying this beautiful scenery at this time?

Maybe there are, but very few, very few!

Although the night is long, for human beings, the night is the time when time passes the fastest. Often when you wake up, the night is gone, making it impossible to feel time passing by.

No words for a night!

In the morning, everything is revived!

At some point, a thick white mist rose from the sea and enveloped a large area of ​​the sea.

In the thick fog, Turner Island is looming, only the tall lighthouse stands tall, protruding out of the thick fog, and standing in the white fog.

As the gateway to Marani Bay, Turner Island is the first line of defense for the city of Marani.

Although in the past, the role of Turner Island was only to guide ships in and out of Marani Bay, although the fortress on the island was established at the beginning, the idea was very clear, and it was to resist foreign enemies.

But Bentley has been at peace for hundreds of years, and the world's environment does not allow humans to kill each other. Over time, the fortress on Turner Island has been forgotten.

Although necessary maintenance is carried out every year, Turner Island is not important in the eyes of the upper-class rights holders of Bentley. It is precisely because of this that the fortress on Turner Island rarely has more than a hundred soldiers garrisoned.

Turner Island is not big, but not small. In the thick fog, a fortress is looming on the cliffs.

The fortress is so large that it almost occupies the entire island.

Turner Island is steep on all sides, full of cliffs, and the only entrance and exit is on a sandy beach.

A pier was built on the beach. Behind the pier is a stone path that spreads upwards, leading directly to the fortress on the cliff.

Yesterday's chaos has subsided. In the thick fog, the only thing that has changed on the fortress wall is the many standing straight figures.

In the past, there were very few soldiers in the fortress, and there were only a handful of soldiers on the walls.

Today, however, it is uncharacteristically. The walls are full of soldiers wearing grey leather uniforms.

They were casual, some were walking around the city wall, some were gathered in twos and threes behind the battlements not knowing what they were talking about, and some were standing on the city wall and patrolling the sea covered by dense fog.

The thick white fog blocked everything, and the only thing that could be heard was the "rumbling" roar.

It was the roar of a marine power stove, just a passing merchant ship. The soldiers had long been accustomed to this sound and did not care too much.

Behind the city wall, there is an empty field. In the field, boxes of wooden boxes are stacked, stacked one after another.

It is all kinds of living supplies, as well as weapons and ammunition.

Yesterday, countless materials and resources were continuously transported from Marani City, and the warehouse in the fortress had already been destroyed by the numerous materials, and the rest could only be placed outside.

In addition to stacked materials, a dozen mighty guards were also parked in the venue.

The guards are human-shaped weapons, but these dozen guards do not look like humans, just like adding a pair of mechanical feet under an egg-shaped turret, which looks very bloated.

This is the first generation of guards and has not yet possessed a complete human form.

Its design concept is not for flexibility, but for firepower and adaptability.

The 85mm cannon gives it a decent firepower, enough to destroy the scales of most "fierce beasts", and has a balanced and dynamic mechanical leg that allows the guards to run freely on various terrains.

The secondary weapon is a 20mm cannon, which can be used as a close defense.

Although it was not long before dawn, there were already figures shaking around those bloated guards.

They are holding various tools, stringing up and down the bloated guard, and performing necessary maintenance on the guard.

"Big brother! Do you say that the First Army will really come? I don't believe it. Bentley has been in the country for more than a hundred years. I don't know how many times this crisis has occurred, but in the end it is all gone. No one really happened. The war!"

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