Chapter 901: Good armor
In the Devildom, it was also the time when Chris was guarding Gurlo’s bed. A demon officer was staring wide-eyed, looking at the officer of Ailan Hill, and spreading out a copy of the plan before his eyes. .
This demon officer is responsible for escorting a new group of demon civilian prisoners, a total of 2,400 people, to the control area of Ailan Hill.
He is really not mentally prepared, he will be left behind by humans and convey a new message that makes people laugh and cry.
"You want to recruit 1,000 soldiers? Devil soldiers? Fight for you?" He looked at the contents of the plan and asked in disbelief.
As far as he knows, humans have always resisted and rejected the demon army. The acceptance of demons by civilians is very low, not to mention those demon soldiers who fight for the origin of magic, are full of evil, and their hands are covered with blood.
But this time, human beings are actually prepared to accept more than 1,000 demon soldiers, and to arm these demon soldiers, which makes the demon officer a little puzzled.
However, the human officer's answer was clear and unambiguous: "Yes! That's right, we need to arm 1,000 demon soldiers to participate in the crusade against the demon recalcitrants."
"But...but...the people who surrendered...are all demonic civilians." The demon officer who led the team said embarrassedly.
"Then go and find 1,000 qualified fighters immediately! The strongest fighter you can find! You must obey our orders and completely obey our orders..." the human officer said without any kind of politeness.
This world is so cruel. While humans are killing humans, they are seeking cooperation with demons.
And in another barracks that has been built for the demons, a few demons are looking at me, and I will look at the armors you distributed to them.
To be honest, they have grown so big, they have not seen such a beautiful armor: although there is no magic defense inscription, these armors are very thick, and because of the precision of the processing, even the corners and corners have been polished.
Many of these demons have worked in armor workshops before, and when they look at the armors in front of them, they have an impulse to throw themselves into the ground.
"What are you kidding about, these armors are for us?" A young demon stroked the armor in his hand, and asked in disbelief.
He didn't know who he was asking, anyway he didn't believe that these very exquisite armors in their eyes would be given to them by humans for nothing.
"It's much better than the armor we built...Look at the hardness and thickness...It's really nothing to say." A demon who worked in an armor workshop followed with emotion.
He has never built such an exquisite armor, he even knows that even his master has never built an armor of this level!
In the past, they were only responsible for simply disposing of the molten iron, and then clanging them with a hammer. As for whether the armor they hammered out was uniform in thickness, whether it would rust, and whether there would be other problems, they all agreed. It doesn't matter.
And those demon warriors who wear these armors to fight will not pick and choose: they are the most fierce warriors in the world who are not afraid of death. They are specially born for war. You can defeat them with any kind of armor. enemy……
Of course, these silly thoughts are all a long, long time ago, and the current demons are no longer invincible. They lose once and again, and they have reached the point where they are invincible.
In the entire barracks, there were voices of admiration. These demons, who were originally civilians, received their weapons and equipment, and they changed from miners or coolies to soldiers waiting to be trained.
At this moment, most of these fighters who have not been trained are sighing for how well equipped their weapons are.
The praise here is not over yet, in a corner on the other side, a demon caressed his armor carefully, for fear of breaking it.
Next to him, the demon who didn't dare to easily knock the armor that came down, tut and exclaimed: "There isn't even a trace of rust, how do they keep these armors?"
"How did they make it so light? Adding Hui Tie? It's impossible. The price of Hui Tie is not cheap..." On the other side, a former blacksmith who knows how to do it is with the people around him. Discuss the manufacturing process of armor.
He doesn't know what is called mechanical stamping, nor does he know what is called alloy forging. Anyway, he knew that the armor in front of him was not as simple as it seemed.
Of course, he certainly didn't know that these armors were not actually made for the demons. These armors were actually part of the munitions that Ailan Hill exported to the orcs.
Originally, the manufacturer of Ailan Hill was afraid that defective products would be returned by the orcs, so they produced a batch of spare parts. As a result, wherever the orcs had seen mass-produced high-quality armor, they received all of them as soon as they saw the goods. , There is no meaning to return defective products.
As a result, these thousands of armors have been piled up in Ailan Hill's warehouse, becoming useless backlogs.
When the top leaders of Ailan Hill decided to form a demon army, the demons, which were similar in size to the orcs, became the best takers in this batch of armor.
Ever since, this batch actually didn't cost much, and the quality could only be regarded as an ordinary Ailan Hill foreign trade armor, and it became a peerless armor in the eyes of the Mozu...
It is conceivable that if these demons had seen the mass-produced magic armor designed and built by Ailan Hill for the elves, what kind of expression would they have.
That is the real armor, that is the ultimate form of magic armor that has been popular for thousands of years on the magic continent. In addition to the mechanical exoskeleton, the magic armor customized by the elves is the peak form of the real armor!
After all, the demons in front of them had never seen the world before, and of course they didn't know how terrifying the Elven Regular Army in Ailan Hill really was.
So they can still admire the armor in front of them, and they can also imagine how majestic they look like wearing such armor.
A demon looked at the armor in his hand, thinking of those elite demons who had died in another world, shook his head, and sighed with emotion: "It's not just that it's not cheap...If we can build such an armor... alas... Stop talking."
Just as these demons sighed for their armor, outside their camp, a truck loaded with long swords and shields stopped steadily.
