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Chapter 320: A Parting Gift

by karlmaks — The winter of 1914 seemed to arrive unusually early. During the time Morin was busy leading the instruction unit in intensive training, the calendar on his desk was turned to the last page, and Koblenz saw its first snow. Although the temperature dropped sharply, the intensity of the war showed no signs of cooling down. The war machine of the Saxon Empire had completely operated to its limit. According to news circulating within the Army Department, as well as the constantly updated content in…
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Chapter 352: The Western Front Curse

by karlmaks — "Achoo!" In the artillery command post of the Saxon First Army Group, Colonel Metz, standing in front of the observation slit, sneezed. He rubbed his nose, muttered a few words, and then raised his binoculars to continue staring at the distant sky. Although it was only just noon at this time, the sky was already as gloomy as evening. In the distance, that cloud mass covering half the sky and still continuously spinning and expanding was like a huge millstone, slowly grinding this battlefield…
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Chapter 331: This Moment is Worth Remembering

by karlmaks — For safety reasons, before vaulting out of the trench, Morin actually cast a 【Mage Armor】 on himself. Although the atmosphere had reached this point, entrusting his life to the enemy's mercy was clearly not his style. The touch underfoot was soft and slippery; it was soil repeatedly soaked with blood and rainwater. Morin steadied his posture and walked step by step toward the broken tree stump. The wind and snow of Christmas Eve hit his face with a slight stinging sensation, cooling his…
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Chapter 363: Dusty Past

by karlmaks — Victor von Heinrich didn't pay attention to Morin, but continued to maintain that somewhat arrogant posture, leaning on his bone staff and turning to walk deep into the corridor on his own. In his view, explaining an exquisite magical concept like "underlying logic" to a Saxon soldier like Morin was tantamount to casting pearls before swine. However, after noticing the traces of spells on Morin, he still stopped and looked back at Morin. "Your Excellency the Lieutenant Colonel is also a…
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Chapter 278: Two-Pronged Approach

by karlmaks — Inside Gare de l'Est, Morin and Colonel Lucas were anxiously searching for an available firing position. The two carefully reviewed the map several times and finally found something useful. "Colonel, look here!" Morin's finger traced the map, finally stopping on the Seine River. "This railway line starts from Gare de l'Est, extends southwest, passes through several districts, and finally goes through here... Bir-Hakeim Bridge and Grenelle Bridge. Both are steel structure railway bridges,…
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Chapter 310: Old Partner

by karlmaks — On October 2, 1914, the sky over Koblenz was gloomy, as if it was about to collapse at any moment. Morin jumped off the truck, his boots stepping on the solid mud of the garrison, and took a deep breath of the long-lost air of the station. Although the days spent at the Teutonic Knights forward base weren't long, and there was the blonde, curvy Grand Master to feast his eyes on, big robots to look at, and various novel technologies to discuss... It could truly be called "so happy he forgot about…
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Chapter 342: The Scales Tilt

by karlmaks — The headless "St. George Type 3" knelt in the mud, thick black smoke still billowing from the cockpit, like a tombstone erected for the tactics of the old era. The remaining two pilots of the Order of the Garter completely panicked. Viscount George was not only their captain and a noble, but also the spiritual pillar of their squad, and the recognized "Combat Master" within the knighthood. If even someone like him could be pierced through in a single encounter by these "Saxon fatties" opposite…
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Chapter 289: Observation in the Dark

by karlmaks — The last time Morin saw the Eiffel Tower collapse was in the movie G.I. Joe: The Rise of Cobra and the game Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3. Especially in the latter, the first-person perspective of the tower collapsing, accompanied by the BGM, had shocked him for a long time. But now, witnessing this other-worldly, magitech-modified, electricity-discharging, soul-summoning "Eiffel Tower" begin to collapse after its support structure was punched through, he realized he had been shocked too…
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Chapter 321: I Saw With My Own Eyes Morin Carrying Milk into the Army Group Headquarters

by karlmaks — The platform of the Koblenz train station was crowded with people, and field-gray overcoats merged into a flowing tide. Although the scene seemed chaotic, every trickle was converging towards a predetermined direction. Regarding returning to the battlefield, none of the officers and soldiers of the instruction unit actually felt surprised. Those veterans who had rolled in the bloody mud pits of Charleroi, Amiens, and Creil, although they had long understood the cruelty of war, knew from the day…
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Chapter 353: Project Prometheus

by karlmaks — "The Britannian Major captured at the Liège Fortress..." Morin took the document and flipped open the first page. The first thing that caught his eye was the somewhat familiar name "Arthur William Cavendish." Immediately following was a slightly blurry black-and-white photograph. Although the person in the photo looked somewhat disheveled, Morin indeed had an impression of that arrogant expression carved into the bones of Britannian nobles. "Of course I remember." Morin quickly skimmed…
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