Sherlock Holmes

Demonic Tide

This is the most majestic and terrifying scene that can only occur on the frontline of the empire, on this piece of frozen land without the holy light. It is also a scene that all frontline soldiers are unwilling to encounter.

No one knows what the principle behind the emergence of this demonic tide is. In short, at a certain time, in a certain place, dense void cracks will suddenly appear. These cracks may be far apart, while some are closer. They will fuse together and become a larger crack. Sometimes, hundreds of cracks pile up and may form a large dark hole with a diameter of several hundred meters. Those that do not merge together will also stretch out overwhelmingly. For several miles, thousands and tens of thousands of demons appeared at the same time.

This is the magic tide.

The empire does not have clear regulations on the size of the demonic tide. However, third-level demons whose number exceeds 10,000 and does not reach more than four figures will be called small demonic tides.

When the number exceeds 100,000, and there are thousands of third-level demons, it is a medium-sized demonic tide.

As for large-scale demonic tides, there are actually no quantitative regulations. After all, if you encounter them, it is impossible for anyone to really count them. As long as you take a quick look, you will know that they are large-scale demonic tides.

Just a few days ago, during a routine inspection, a reconnaissance battalion in the 421 theater discovered a point where void cracks were constantly growing. In just 6 hours, nearly a thousand void cracks had been fused. There are too many large void cracks and small cracks to count, and the terrifying demons that emerged from the cracks are so stubborn that they are heading towards the defense line of the 421 theater.

Therefore, the reconnaissance battalion immediately contacted the military base and prepared for defense. It also urgently mobilized a lot of support from three nearby war zones. It is expected that within three days, this demonic wave will encounter the human frontline army. What will the battle situation be like? , it is impossible for anyone to know, but one thing is certain, that is, there will be countless casualties.

The military train moved forward rapidly in the vast sea of ​​snow, and the strong wind scratched the windows on both sides of the carriage, making a rumbling sound.

Wiping off the thick frost on the glass, you can see countless smoke rising into the sky on the other side of some snow-capped mountains in the distance. The battle to resist the demon tide has begun in the early morning. The military armored regiment drove past the end of the snow-capped mountains, and the darkness was thick. Yes, it's heart-stopping to watch. It's impossible to tell whether those roars are the roar of the train's wheels rolling over the rails or the explosion of artillery fire in the distance. In short, even if the battlefield is blocked by the snow-capped mountains, you can still feel it. Countless armored fighting vehicles and mobile heavy artillery were pouring out ammunition regardless of the cost. Sherlock stood in front of the car window, relying on his ability to capture sounds, and he couldn't distinguish the intervals between the dense loud noises.

More than a week ago, Major General Ulysses told him that it is impossible to change the situation of a war just because of one person. Even if there has been such a case in history, there can only be one. In subsequent history, there will be no more changes. It can't happen a second time.

Although people who have never been on the battlefield can understand this truth, they cannot put themselves in their shoes and feel the meaning of this passage. At this moment, after seeing the picture in front of them, people can truly realize what is War, what is the torrent of steel?

It can be roughly deduced from the vaguely visible armored vehicles rushing to the battlefield in the distance that the range of this demonic tide blocking battle must be at least more than a hundred kilometers, and the countless smoke and clouds are like a line dividing hell from the human world. The boundary line, under the dim sunlight blocked by the mountains, tries to illuminate the entire sky.

Nightingale looked through the window at the horrific scenes in the distance. As a girl in her 20s, she should have worn gorgeous clothes at the drinking parties frequented by nobles to attract people. In the eyes of other young men, enjoying their youth amid countless compliments and pursuits.

After so many years of traveling and seeing all kinds of colors in this world, she may have become the 20-year-old girl with the most knowledge and the strongest psychological quality in the entire empire. But even so, she can still only hold on. In order not to take his eyes away from the window, his tightly clenched hands have already turned white.

She is afraid.

But she knew that the front line was there, and countless injured people were waiting for her there.

Twenty minutes later, the train stopped at the rear station of War Zone 421. It was relatively safe here, but relatively speaking, tens of thousands of demons could not all be blocked. There would always be omissions in the nearly 100-kilometer battle line. Moreover, void cracks will appear at any time as the demon group advances, which causes the base's defense line to be constantly attacked by demons.

On those high walls, the machine guns continuously sprayed out terrifying rain of bullets, shooting at the demons rushing in the distance, like golden beams of light drawn straight into the distance. The sound of shouts and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the air. covering every inch of space around it.

Nightingale and the accompanying medical team had just stepped off the train.

These doctors and nurses had been on the front line for a while, but they had never participated in such a real battlefield. For a moment, there was only fear in their eyes. A military general who had been waiting here hurried over. Habitually giving a military salute, his eyes swept over Miss Nightingale's face. She was stunned for a moment, and then she was awakened by a huge explosion in the distance. She immediately said solemnly:

"Thank you for coming to our theater. On behalf of the base director and the 110,000 interceptor soldiers, I would like to express my most sincere respect to you."

After saying that, he took out a map from behind. He didn't even have time to find a table, so he spread it out on the ground, which showed how anxious he was. Then he pointed to a point on the map with his hand.

"An hour ago, this area encountered a wave of void cracks that suddenly appeared. The entire team of more than 400 people was separated from the main force. Now the support force is preparing to go to support."

After speaking, he pointed to another point on the map:

"And here, it is only 10 kilometers away from our base. It is relatively safe. The support troops can transport the wounded to this area and set up a temporary camp, which should be enough for treatment.

The headquarters has divided a reinforced battalion to be responsible for escorting the medical team along the way, and it can set off immediately. "

"How many casualties are expected to be due to hemorrhage?" Watson was the person in the team who was most familiar with the battlefield and the most familiar with battlefield first aid, so he directly asked an important question that doctors should be most concerned about.

The welcoming officer hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said a number based on his years of experience:

"At least more than 300 people."

300 people. For such a huge battle, it doesn’t sound like a lot, but this is just a trapped team of more than 400 people, and 70% of them are seriously injured. In fact, this is still a very conservative number, because Dead soldiers can no longer be called wounded.

The girl in front of her listened to the number of people given by the other party, took a few deep breaths, and forced herself to calm down:

"Isn't it a long time? I don't know how many troops you sent to support. I just think that if those people can hold on until the support troops arrive, then eliminate the demons along the way, and then return to the place you just pointed out, it will take at least a few hours.

It is absolutely impossible for a person with serious injuries and blood loss to persist for such a long time at low temperatures. "

Of course the frontline officer in front of him also knew this. In this place, blood loss is an extremely terrible thing. According to the route he just gave, at least half of the people would die on the way to escort.

But what can we do? This is a battlefield, and it is extremely lucky to have a place that provides treatment. In fact, according to normal thinking, the 400 people were already destined to die the moment they were separated from the large army. Sentenced to death.

Before he could explain anything.

"Can you ask the support team to take us there directly? This can save a lot of time."

"No!" The officer in front of him didn't even think about it, and directly denied: "The support force will definitely encounter the demon swarm. It is impossible for anyone to care about the safety of the medical team. Moreover, the support time period is very urgent, and there is no way to bring so many people."

Nightingale took a few more heavy breaths, and the cold wind entered her chest, making her face pale. She raised her head, looked at Watson beside her, and then at Sherlock not far away who still seemed to have no energy:

"There is no need to bring the entire medical team to treat about 300 people. I should be able to handle it by myself. As for the escorts, it is enough for me to bring two people."