"We cannot abandon him," Zander said to Augustus.
"I will never abandon any of my comrades." Augustus knelt down on one knee next to the wounded and said to him: "You will definitely survive."
"Sir, I'm going to die." The wounded man's voice was unusually weak and calm.
"Although I don't know much, it seems like he lost too much blood. We should find a place that can give him a blood transfusion." Omo gave his advice cautiously.
"I know this too, let me say something useful." Renault stood up and looked around.
"I brought a radio equipment." Omo whispered to Renault.
"Don't tell me you got it wrong." Renault knew his childhood all too well. Although Omo was not a clumsy fool, he often made a mess when doing things.
"There is only one like this in there, but I don't know if it is used to transmit radio signals. There are no words on it." Omo said, taking out a black electronic device from his wide backpack.
It looks more like a radio.
"It looks like an improved old model of equipment, and it's also an antique from the colonial period. It should come in handy. You did a good job, Omo." Augustus took Omo's backpack and began to debug the equipment.
When Augustus was very young, due to family influence and interests, he liked to study electronic devices and smart phones. Although he was not good at it, using such radio equipment was not considered a problem for him.
How difficult.
"A triple-encrypted signal will be sent directly to the nearest command center." Augustus quickly edited and sent a request for help message: This is the APOD-1304 four-engine Possum transport aircraft, we have been shot down, Commander Lieutenant Warfield
Wounded. We need all the support we can get, we need medics, there are seriously wounded here!
The moment Augustus confirmed that the message was correct and sent it, two Camerian fighters appeared. These sharp-edged fighters were like blades cutting the sky.
The two Cerberus fighter jets swooped down from the clouds toward the Tyranid Federation soldiers on the train track, and opened fire two hundred feet away from them. Augustus seemed to be able to hear the opening of the rocket pods of the Cerberus fighter jets.
sound.
"Spread fire! Be careful of rockets!" When Augustus was concentrating on debugging dangerous equipment, Renault took command on Augustus' behalf. He himself was very strategically intelligent, and this talent was clearly revealed when he was young. If
Augustus is not here, so he is the only one who can command this new army at this moment.
At the same time, even though they knew that they could not shoot down the fighter plane, the recruits on the train track began to run around and fire at the Hellfire.
Several recruits tried their best to hold up a shoulder-mounted individual rocket launcher - this rocket launcher was obviously designed for marines wearing power armor. Ordinary soldiers would need several people to barely operate and aim.
As if frightened by the federal soldiers on the ground, the Cerberus fighter suddenly turned from a dive attitude and took off again after drawing an arc.
Then, amidst the cheers of the Federation recruits, two Tyranid Federation Avenger fighter jets rose from under the train track, passing over their heads at phantom speed, chasing the Kemerian fighter jet that was accelerating to escape.
"Did you see it? They are so cool!" Renault whistled.
"Where should we go now? Or should we wait here for reinforcements?" Zander asked Augustus.
"From the current point of view, waiting here is not the best choice." Augustus glanced at the injured soldier, staring into his increasingly distracted eyes, and then he looked at a mileage indicator on the side of the track.
Card.
"We are only a mile from the nearest levitating train base station, which would provide effective cover... It would be great if we could find the patrol cars used by the Railway Track Administration to clear track debris. This should be a war zone or...
In the area that the armies of both sides have fought over again and again, no one can guarantee that there will not be a sudden appearance of the Kemorian team."
"We must act quickly. It's too empty and wide here, and there is no cover. This ghost place is so far away from the ground. There is really no way to get in from the sky." Renault also said worriedly.
As time passed by, the federal soldiers who had been scattered gathered towards Augustus again. More and more recruits in maroon uniforms were looking at Augustus, waiting for his orders.
In this silent silence, everyone waited for Augustus to speak, to bring any news of relief troops or to issue orders.
Augustus looked at them and realized that these young soldiers had placed their hopes on him. At this time, Benjamin, who was carrying Warfield on his back, was still trying to wake up the sleeping lieutenant, but there was not even a single person in the medical box.
The injection medicine came in handy, so he could only put the lieutenant on a stretcher.
"Assemble." Augustus said and put the backpack containing the radio equipment on his shoulders. Now there are four full squads of nearly fifty people following his command. They will be born or killed according to his orders.
die.
"We're going east along this track."
Under the organization of Augustus and Renault, this isolated and uncommanded platoon of recruits methodically formed two columns and started running along the circular track. Since they had four stretchers and several heavy weapons, they also needed to be taken care of.
Augustus, who was seriously injured and at the front, deliberately controlled the speed while considering maintaining the formation.
The high-altitude train track was silent again. The lights and warning lights on both sides of the track had dimmed. From time to time, strong winds roared past, and several federal leaflets and announcements blown up by the wind swirled at their feet.
Augustus and the recruits walked between the two maglev train tracks. Since the maglev train had stopped running long ago, they did not have to worry about being crushed into pieces by the speeding train.
The one-mile journey was not strenuous for Augustus and others who had received high-intensity weight-bearing running training every day during the boot camp. They soon arrived at the nearest train rail transit base station. The transportation base station was supported by
A high steel tower of the skytrain track network, dozens of trains or motor vehicle tracks of different heights and sizes pass through the tower's solid steel frame structure, forming an intricate and spectacular transportation network.
The high-altitude circular track where Augustus was located was the tallest one, at the top of the steel tower. They stopped on the track inside the tower and boarded the reinforced concrete platform built on the steel frame structure.
, behind the platform is the train waiting hall and maintenance technicians' lounge.
Two vertical downward air elevators can reach the ground from the top of the tower. An empty platform and a scrapped take-off and landing signal tower show that this place could also be used as a helipad.
Out of caution and what Augustus had learned in boot camp, he sent two recruits armed with walkie-talkies to act as scouts. Both recruits were warriors from his own squad, brave and fearless.
Harnack Hank and the calm Amy Brandon. This is not only because Augustus knows his own people better, but also to take care of the emotions of other classes.
After receiving reports from the scouts, Augustus led people into the platform and placed the wounded in the empty waiting hall.
In the maintenance machinery warehouse behind the waiting hall, Augustus found several nearly scrapped trucks, a space station transport barge with its engine removed and only an empty shell remaining, and more than half of the warehouse was filled with rusty trucks.
chair. The truck can still drive, but there isn't much gas left in the fuel tank and it can't drive very far at all.
Augustus checked the various equipment of the elevator and found that it had long been damaged.