No Beast Girls on the Western Front

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Similarly, the Dexter Empire people are simply referred to as Germans.

It seems this blond guy is a genuine, honest, and truly hot-blooded idiot whose veins are filled with magma.

That's normal; after all, everyone has a youthful past.

But it's alright, the war will soon teach him a lesson.

Moreover, he seems quite clever, and hopefully he will have the opportunity to enjoy the life of a laborer after the war.

Most importantly, he doesn't seem to have any affection for beast girls, so there's no need to worry about being NTR'd by him.

Just as the new recruits were chatting noisily, the convoy gradually approached the front line. A muffled sound like thunder came from their ears, and several fast-moving meteors appeared in the sky—flares launched by the enemy.

The truck then drove into the artillery position. To prevent enemy aircraft from detecting the gun positions, the position was covered with bushes, like green branches growing from branches made of steel.

For soldiers who were even slightly timid, the loud noise of the cannon firing was enough to scare them to death. In a physical sense, they were scared to death.

Payne was even somewhat looking forward to this happening, but unfortunately, the artillerymen seemed to be planning to move away and it appeared they wouldn't be firing.

Not only that, one of the artillerymen even ran up to the convoy and shouted, "Do you have any horse or bovine orcs?"

Chapter 11 XI. The Wonderful Use of Beast Girls

After a brief exchange with the artillerymen, the convoy learned that the ground was very muddy due to a heavy rain two days prior, and the large-caliber artillery was quite heavy, with its wheels completely stuck in the mud, making it difficult to pull out by manpower alone.

Because the various animals created by the Dexter Empire for peaceful living were unable to adapt to the guns and cannons of the battlefield, only the beast girls possessed an adaptability to war almost comparable to that of humans. Therefore, given this situation, there was yet another reason to have the beast girls participate in the war.

At Payne's command, Troy and Pony, the two beast girls, jumped into the mud, grabbed the ropes tied to the cannon, and without much effort, slowly dragged the several-ton cannon out of the mud.

The dozen or so artillerymen who were resting haphazardly under the trees nearby couldn't help but show expressions of utter disbelief upon seeing this scene—as if they thought, "Is there no justice left in the world?"

The great feat they had struggled to achieve for half an hour was easily accomplished by two seemingly thin and weak horse girls.

Because the number of beast girls was limited and the need for the artillery to relocate was urgent, in addition to Payne, many new recruits were also conscripted. They were divided into groups of twenty or thirty to take over from the exhausted artillerymen and haul those heavy steel cannons weighing several tons.

As for the other three beast girls, who weren't as strong, and Payne, they felt embarrassed to just stand around doing nothing, so they went over and pulled on the rope, chatting about their pre-battle situations while slacking off.

After Payne and Troy's accounts, the first to speak was Lacey:

This dog girl's story is quite ordinary. Before the war, she was under the care of a community security guard, basically a gatekeeper. After the war broke out, she and the guard were both sent for military training. The guard was killed in action just a few days after they arrived on the battlefield, so she came to work for Payne.

Next to speak was Ruby, whose story was also quite ordinary:

Before the war, she lived with many squirrel girls, picking fruit from trees for a large estate owner. Life was boring, but at least peaceful. After the war broke out, due to some inexplicable lapses in judgment by her superiors, she was taken away by the army. She met Payne on the training ground and they fought side by side until today.

The two new beast girls are in similar situations. The pony was originally trained to pull a cart, and the sheep was originally trained to be fleeced (physically), but they were selected by the army and joined the army.

If it weren't for the war, these beast girls would be living a hard, but at least safe, life now.

While some hot-blooded young humans might have some expectations for this war, the beast girl was completely uninterested.

If you humans want to fight, then fight. What does it have to do with me?

But there's nothing we can do about it.

Let alone beast girls, when the conscription order fell on Payne, a "genius" certified by multiple universities, he obediently joined the army.

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The artillery didn't have many cannons to move, and after an hour of work, everyone had moved all the cannons onto the main road.

After getting covered in mud and receiving thanks from the artillerymen, they boarded the trucks back to the front lines.

After instructing Lacey to keep a close eye on the lambs, Payne hesitated whether to hand over the task of looking after the ponies to Troy, since she hadn't been in very good spirits these past two days.

But to everyone's surprise, after getting into the car, Troy hugged the pony tightly and asked excitedly, "Paine! Can I look after her?"

Suddenly being hugged, Little Horse seemed a little flustered. He instinctively grabbed Troy's arm with both hands, his big, dark eyes darting around, looking at Payne and then at Troy.

Troy continued, "Well, she's incredibly strong! So I'd like to teach her myself, so she can use her strength correctly. What do you think?"

That's true. Just like people, in the complex situation of a battlefield, knowing how to properly use your strength is an art; otherwise, straining your back or tearing your tendons is no joke.

Troy's mental state is indeed a problem, but if she is assigned the task of taking care of the new beast girls, perhaps her mental state will stabilize?

With that thought in mind, Payne nodded. "Alright, I'll leave Little Pony to you."

"Great!"

Troy gave a soft cheer, then hugged the pony even tighter. "Hehe~ From now on, you're my apprentice~ You have to study hard with me~~"

Little Horse: "Hmm...okay...okay..."

"Hehehe~ Good boy~ Pat pat~~"

"Um...I...I mean, I'm so bored...um..."

Seeing the two horses pressed tightly together, Payne couldn't help but smile.

Troy has such a great figure! Not only is she very pleasing to the eye, but she also feels wonderful to the touch. She's as fluffy, soft, and elastic as glutinous rice.

The wonderful sensations of their pleasure a week ago still seemed vivid in their minds.

However, the good times are about to pass, and the next one will be nine months away.

马娘是季节性多次分歧，一般在每年的3-6月，每年4-5次，每次包括7天的分歧器和14天的间情期。

With a slightly unsatisfied and regretful sigh, Payne turned to Ruby beside him and said, "I'm still a little worried about those two horses. Could you keep an eye on them for me?"

The ever-rebellious squirrel gave the expected answer: "I don't want to."

"why?"

"Why didn't you give this job to Lacey?"

"She has to look after the lambs."

"She's looking after the lambs? Are you sure? That guy always puts your safety first. And look—"

Ruby quietly pointed at the lamb, and Payne turned to look. He saw the lamb hiding behind Lacey, secretly watching him.

After making eye contact with her, she quickly turned her head away and hid completely.

Seeing this, Payne couldn't help but stroke his chin.

interesting.

But before he could finish his thought, a loud screech of brakes came, nearly knocking them to the ground. Ruby, who also couldn't reach the steel frame of the tarpaulin, clung to Payne like a koala.

Just as the soldiers in the vehicle were about to start cursing, the driver got out and called out, "I can only take you this far! You'll have to walk the rest of the way by yourselves! I'll come back for you when it's light, if you're still alive."

As Payne, who was at the rear of the car, unzipped the cargo bed, he shouted back, "Come on! With your terrible driving skills, we're still alive, so what's there to be afraid of?"

Ruby said as she jumped off Payne, "Don't be late, I don't want to miss breakfast."

The driver raised an eyebrow. "Wow, this is the first time I've ever seen such an arrogant orc."

Whether they were new recruits, veterans, or beast girls, these casual banter made them all chuckle.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and fog; the smell always made my tongue taste bitter.

The echoes of the blasts roared behind them, shaking the earth.

Everyone's expression was changing imperceptibly. Although they weren't going to the trenches, but only to build defensive fortifications, every face clearly said: This is the front line.

Chapter 12 XII. A Very Safe Frontline Internship

Given the beast girls' immense strength, they were tasked with carrying heavy objects on the battlefield.

After walking for a while, the soldiers saw a messy place by the roadside that looked like a construction site, piled with rolls of barbed wire—these were the materials needed to build fortifications, and they had to carry them to the front lines themselves.

While ordinary soldiers could only carry one roll of barbed wire, Troy and Pony could carry three rolls on their backs, one on their chests, and one in each hand.

Lacey and the lamb were not to be outdone, each bringing at least three scrolls, while Ruby seemed to be more normal, taking only one scroll.

If the road ahead hadn't been so badly damaged, Payne thought they could have emptied the entire "construction site" by towing just one vehicle.

Just as the soldiers were regrouping and preparing to continue their march, a flash of light, obscured by trees, suddenly appeared from nowhere, followed by three muffled explosions, the location of which could not be seen.

The new recruits looked around anxiously, but the veterans were all too familiar with the situation. They shouted for the recruits to maintain their formation and keep moving forward.

To this, Payne simply shrugged – that's how it is with recruits. Who hasn't been a recruit once?

However, just as he was about to continue with the group, he felt a hand tugging at his clothes.

He turned his head and, as expected, the hand belonged to the lamb.

The timid female goat clutched his clothes with one hand and tugged at her own with the other, her fearful eyes darting around, her bent legs trembling incessantly, and even the helmet that wouldn't stay on properly because of her horns made a clanging and rattling sound.

I told her to rely on Lacey more, but she just stayed close to me.

interesting.

So Payne grabbed the lamb's arm, and sure enough, she let out a soft "baa!" and looked up in a panic.

Pine said, "If a shell flies over your head, you'll hear a 'whoosh' sound; but if it's coming straight at you, it'll be a whistling sound, and then you should immediately lie down."

"But we didn't hear either of those sounds just now, which proves that the shells landed far away from here. We won't be hurt. Do you understand? If you understand, let go of our hands."

Only then did the little lamb belatedly realize what was happening and let go of her hand, apologizing softly while rubbing her clothes with both hands.

It seems like this kid is more nervous about being with me than going to war...

It's just that it's too dark to see anything right now, otherwise he would definitely have checked to see if her face was red.

Payne admitted that because of his past life as a researcher of anime and manga and his present life as a researcher of beastmen, he was much more familiar with the situation of beast girls than the average person, so he could get along with them very quickly.

But he hasn't done anything to the lamb yet—he hasn't fed her, brushed her, or even reached home base. She's clearly not on the splitter yet...

Why does she seem so dependent on me? Is it simply because I'm assertive and knowledgeable, so she treats me like a sheep?

While this is indeed an interesting matter, this is the front line after all, so let's deal with it when we get back.

The group continued forward. When a muffled rumble echoed from the distant front lines, he took the opportunity to give the two beasts a lesson:

"This is a 305mm caliber weapon; what you're hearing is the sound of it firing. The sound of it exploding upon impact will be here soon—"

The pony and the lamb immediately perked up their ears, but they didn't hear the muffled sound of the explosion—it was drowned out by a jumble of noises, such as the marching footsteps at the front, the clanging of equipment, and the rustling of leaves in the wind.

To this, Payne simply waved his hand dismissively, "It's alright, you'll have plenty of opportunities to learn on the front lines."

Ruby said, "The enemy's artillery fire is ridiculously intense."

Payne dismissed it: "Information errors happen all the time."