During the Great Reconnaissance, construction on one of the most ambitious feats of engineering ever attempted began under the close supervision of Section 9. Where the ring of mountains crossed over the French border, a tunnel was to be made bore straight into the recently discovered Redsector. Men and material would at last not have to take the circuitous Forest path, or one of the many other dangerous ingresses to the Shattered continent. This project was of utmost importance for the DMV, as the security situation within Yugoslavia and the increasingly stormy conditions off the northern tip of what used to be the German coast where worsening, making the transfer of any kind of supplies in sufficient quantities for the push on the Glass City potentially fraught. In its inception, a few identified safe paths would be linked together through blasting, drilling, and traditional mountain road leveling, shaving months off of travel time to reach the relative safe haven of Redsector. Its construction was a thing of nightmares, wracked by delays and workplace disasters, but the will of the DMV would not be swayed. Upon its completion, it was seen a major milestone in reconnecting Europe back into the rest of the globe. Shortly afterwards, the War of Wonders would begin, and the subsequent Miracle at Redsector. The French Corridor swiftly became a poisoned chalice, the haunted ruins of Redsector now home to naught but ash and screaming ghosts. The retreat from Redsector was a chaotic end to DMV rule within the continent, but in one place discipline was maintained: at the far end of the French Corridor, just before the land flattened out into the plains surrounding Paris, the DMV checkpoint remained. As forces at first trickled, then flooded out of the sector, they were incorporated into the growing line of defenses. It was unknown what would follow them, whether it be the vengeful forces of the Glass City or the abominations unleashed by the War. In either case, they would be the last line of defense between the rest of the world and the Shattering. When DMV command was at last reestablished, this process was accelerated. Today, the Corridor Fortress squats at the entrance into the continent, where a dedicated garrison watches over the once-vital artery. Though the Fortress has seen action at several points as the Continent spits out one horror or another, it is mostly a silent, if uneasy posting. Occasionally, a small number of DMV or American Treads depart the Fortress, though their route will swiftly diverge from the straight shot to Redsector into one of the lesser traveled paths. Even less frequently, they come back.
