On the bridge of the Horn airship, John was sitting in a chair while playing with the shell pendant in his hand and looking boredly at the smoke-covered hills in the distance.

A man in a white coat stood next to him, his enthusiastic look in stark contrast to the boredom on his face.

The man's name was Martin, a biologist from the West Coast Colony of the Great Desert, and said to be a refuge resident.

John didn't like this guy very much.

Not because this guy is a blue gopher, but because this guy is uncomfortable from head to toe.

Perhaps because he often dealt with corpses, he smelled like corpses.

However, after all, this guy came with a letter of introduction from General Gulion. Even if John didn't like it, it wouldn't be appropriate to kick him out so shamelessly.

And these days, it's not easy to find a blue gopher who favors the Legion. After all, this guy is on his side.

"It's not bad that we are your friends." After all, these are my compatriots.

Another player put his hand under my shoulder.

".\n.\n.\n.\n.\n.\nWe have at least 20 poisons stronger than this. How is your "death agent" better than them?"

It was as if life and death had not been ignored by us. At the moment when the whistle sounded, everyone climbed out of the trench without determination and launched a charge towards the enemy.

The adjutant curled up his lips and said with deep concern, "Damn! It's a mortar!"

Of the other seven armored personnel carriers, two had their engines blown out and one had its carriage blown out.

"yes!"

This particularly noisy shouting of killing, like the waves, almost hit my face together with the roaring explosion!

Only settlements with a large population or farms of nobles did not have the foundation to cultivate small patches of red soil.

However, the bullets flying in random directions came from all directions, and they basically came out where there were fewer outsiders and where there were more outsiders.

And when those guys fight, it's a life-or-death attitude, and everyone will suffer.

"How could it become a wasteland? It's not a wasteland in the first place! It's more like exchanging blood for the wasteland."

Captain Cheng Biao, who was commanding the rear line, listened to the roar on the communication channel and felt extremely anxious.

"We said it's still time for you to get off."

An armored vehicle alone could not block this ferocious firepower, so I could only lie down on the ground in embarrassment.

Taote greeted all fourteen generations of his ancestors across the river in his mind, then glanced hastily at the other side of the river, then turned his head back very slowly.

Facing the approaching surprise attack, even if the Vaillant airship saw it, it could only slow down.

Seeing the troops retreating from the forest, Lidou Xiaoyan, who was crawling behind the bunker, clapped his tongue in surprise.

John, who was originally taking it seriously, suddenly became excited when he heard this and sat up straight from his chair.

As long as there are no Borneo guerrillas on the other side of the river, we all have to go and take a look.

All we lost were some wooden shacks and beggars, but in a short time we would be able to gain clean and tidy streets, and even sewers that have never been flooded in the future.

"Spread out! Slow down!"

And if I had entered at that time, my reputation as a coward would have been lost or escaped. "Haha, I really want to remember this coward—"

There is only a thousand-man team, and if they retreat, there is no difference between sending them to death.

The reason why he took such action was that Taote judged that there were no other ambushers in the forest.

"receive!"

"That's the Bugle outside. You can't grant their request. The airship is retreating. You can't launch precision fire strikes. Direct fire will cover them all within the bombardment range. I'm sure they still want to get support. Please at least

Keep a distance of less than 1 km away from enemy units."

The entire battlefield is in chaos!

The driver shook his head, swallowed easily, and continued talking while staring at the sparse woods.

The adjutant was stunned for a moment and looked at the staff officer, then nodded cautiously.

Upon hearing the sound of the cannon, the faces of all the officers watching the battle suddenly changed.

"Where the river turns, there are hills next to it. Is there any more suitable ambush point than that? However, we seem to have disappeared, leaving that excellent location directly to you."

The metal jet instantly penetrated the car door, and the low-temperature debris destroyed half of the soldier carrying the machine gun.

At the same time, in the west of Akale County, 20 kilometers away from the Yongliu River, outside a large village, the headquarters of the 360,000th Army was stationed.

Suppressing his excited voice, he stroked open the safety of the rifle before he even touched the edge of the rear line, and at the same time shouted into the communication channel.

Although the survivors in Borneo cannot eat without red soil, there is no red soil anywhere.

The centurion reluctantly raised his head and glanced down at the position, with a trace of panic finally written in his eyes.

The enemy is in the woods!

"Understood, you haven't sent reinforcements to their location yet, hold on!"

"Did he find anything?"

Fortunately, as soon as I left the bunker, a bullet flew over and penetrated my helmet.

"Yes."

What shocked us was only the combat effectiveness of the Union soldiers, but not the courage and morale to carry forward the fight.

Taut didn't admit it, he nodded frankly and denied it outright.

"Shhh-!"

"That's the 360,000th and 1,000th troops outside! You're encountering sparse enemy firepower and need artillery support!"

The most unlucky thing was this infantry fighting vehicle. An RPG shot directly penetrated the driver's seat. With a loud explosion, it broke down on the side of the road and hit an old tree with a thick calf.

According to Ryan Isher's own judgment, if the Alliance and Borneo plan to snipe our front line, they will definitely use their brains at the bend of the Everliu River. Woolf shook his head.

Why should we advance? Yi Gongwai?!

Without any determination, I immediately connected to the airship's communication channel.

"As long as the final version of that virus can be completed it will, like the ancient white death, wipe out the small minority of Borneos from under the land."

The centurion who got on the vehicle first roared at the top of his lungs, and then huddled in front of a scrapped armored vehicle, trying to observe the surrounding situation.

Due to our arrogance, we ate again in the same place. The player holding the sniper rifle fired a "bang" shot, shooting down the soldier who took over the machine gun.

"gas mask"

In fact, it was basically my order.

I completely felt that my pants were still wet. Half of them were the blood of my comrades, and the other half was the urine that I had held back.

"Maybe it was hit by your artillery fire."

That time the rocket hit the fuel tank directly, and the explosion flames shot into the sky and overturned the entire car.

At the same time as the order was issued, nearly a hundred "Firebolt" self-propelled artillery were divided into eight groups and drove from the hidden area to the nearest shelling point to complete the deployment.

Especially the sound of cannons that followed immediately made Martin, who was following the rear troops, panic.

The scattered tracers flew randomly among the trees, opening deadly nets.

Before the brief electric silence, a reply came slowly from the communication channel.

"All infantrymen get on board! The 700th and 800th troops send reinforcements to the two wings of the 100th troops!"

They are simply slaves given to us by His Majesty the Marshal. It would be a waste to get rid of them.

“There’s nothing strange about the situation there.”

After figuring out the pros and cons, Cheng Biao became more determined, grabbed the communicator and shouted softly.

In other words, our troops must be too close to the enemy, and it may be difficult for our supporting firepower to be used.

It's exactly the same outside as in the small desert.

The mighty small army marched towards the forest. One of the centurions crossed in a straight line towards the hinterland of the hills, while the other two centuries clamped down on the scorching battlefield like a vise, one to the right and the other to the left.

"Do you remember that the airship's precision firepower cannot be deployed until the anchor chain is put on it?"

The 360,000th Regiment was one of the reinforcements. We once severely defeated the Alliance's elite armored division, the Skeleton Corps, in the western part of Waidpur County.

And at most it doesn’t have the size of a thousand-man team!

As soon as I finished speaking, there was a sudden "whoosh" scream.

Looking at this quiet forest, Captain Shijin, who was sitting under the reconnaissance vehicle, frowned and moved closer with his eyes on the sight glass of the electric machine gun.

What's stationed outside is not a thousand-man troop, but the Alliance's Death Corps and the Borneo State's 80,000-man troop!

Are you a bad guy or a regular army of the alliance?

The tenth captain fell to the ground with a muffled groan. One soldier was forced to dodge and was directly pressed under the car. He didn't even have time to scream before he died.

Martin smiled sadly.

Yes, it means that my judgment was very accurate. "Got it! You're counting."
To be continued...