Grass……
Looking at the messy military base in front of him, the man standing at the gate of the camp wearing bulletproof armor couldn't help but swear.
His name is Wag, and he belongs to the 90000th team of the 30000th team. He leads a 10-man team stationed at an outpost about 20 kilometers away here. He is responsible for monitoring the valley on the northwest side of Camp No. 530 and guarding a relay signal tower.
An hour ago, he received a message from the 90000th Man Team that Camp No. 530 did not report on security regularly and did not respond to the command post's communications, so he asked him to take his troops there immediately to see if their communication equipment had a malfunction or had encountered some accident.
Wag didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately took three brave and combat-ready men, rode three-wheeled diesel motorcycles, cross-country for more than 20 kilometers, and headed straight for Camp No. 530.
However, when he arrived at the military base, he found that it had long turned into ruins...
Is anyone?
He shouted at the top of his voice, with neither commotion nor response.
Wag held up his rifle with a high nervousness and waved his fists decisively, leading three rifle soldiers carefully through the camp gate and into the interior of the military base.
The street lights on both sides of the road were all black, and the power supply system here seemed to have been destroyed. Apart from the burning barracks, there was only a little bit of thin moonlight left.
Moving forward along the fragmented road, everyone's faces were not very good when passing by the area near the garage, one bluish and one white.
The burnt corpses were lying in a skewed manner, many of them curled up together, and even the complete human form could not be found.
As for the garage with open doors, all the tanks and trucks inside were driven away, and the supplies inside were moved out, and even a wrench and screwdriver were not left behind.
Wag swallowed and led his riflemen to search and move forward in the direction of the command post.
Soon they passed by a checkpoint, where there seemed to be a fierce exchange of fire.
Whether it was the collapsed sandbag wall or the corpses full of blood holes, it was not difficult to see how cruel firepower the Legionnaires soldiers who were defending here an hour ago encountered.
The same is true for mutant mercenaries not far away.
Those big guys were either knocked to death or had a big hole in their chests, and were bombarded by some kind of large-caliber weapon. They could hardly find a complete corpse, and their death was extremely miserable.
Even mutants with extremely strong recovery ability can't bear it...
Not to mention those ordinary people.
...Grandma, I bet this is definitely not done by the guerrillas and the kingdom army!A rifle soldier looked around nervously and cursed in a low voice.
Another rifleman looked at the younger one, breathing a little rapid, looked around nervously, muttered in a low voice.
Could it be the person from the Great Rift Valley?
Listening to the soldiers' whispers, Wag looked around with a serious expression and replied concisely.
…We reached an armistice agreement with them at the beginning of the year, and it was not ruled out that they would tear up the treaty, but the battle without declaration was not like their style.
Taking his subordinates, Wag moved to the gate of the command post.
The situation here is also tragic. The nearby barracks and partitions are covered with dense gun holes. There are about fifty corpses lying in the open space of less than fifty square meters, and they are all Willant people with bulging noses.
Wag looked around and couldn't find the body of the thousand-man captain Piman. It was not until he searched the command post and the anti-aircraft shelter next to him that he found the problem.
...The documents here have been emptied.
With a slightly frown, Wag recalled what the superior had told him.
Camp 530 is related to a major plan, which was formulated by General Griffin himself, and is about whether the entire war can end before the end of August.
Therefore, it is necessary to always pay attention to the situation of Camp No. 530.
Without hesitation, Wag reached out to take off the intercom that was hanging on his shoulder and pressed the button and said.
...Call the command center, here is the patrol of Post No. 151, we have arrived at Camp No. 530, the situation here is quite bad, I can't see a living person... nor do I see the body of the military base chief, and it is suspected to be captured by unknown forces.
Including confidential documents in the command post, arms in nearby warehouses, tanks in garages... The bandits attacked here almost emptied everything they could move away.
His eyes wandered around and searched, and his eyes suddenly fell on the rows of extinguished street lights, and the expression on his face gradually became unnatural.
In an instant, Wag suddenly thought of something and his expression gradually became solemn.
All electronic devices were paralyzed, including the street lights being turned off, and the military base was pitch black, and I couldn't find the electronic devices that were still working.
Although it sounds a bit incredible, my intuition tells me... this is definitely not a simple power system failure.
After pausing for half a second, he took a deep breath and expressed his guess.
Most likely it is EMP!
……
Camp No. 530 suffered a devastating blow.
The elite troops stationed in the local army were almost wiped out.
and
It is suspected to have been hit by EMP!
After layers of reports, the news soon reached the front line command of the Legion at Oasis No. 9, waking up a group of senior officers from their sleep.
Battle conference room.
Griffin stood behind his back with his hands, standing upright in front of the strategic map, his vulture-like eyes narrowed dangerously into a slit.
The officers standing behind him were silent, looking at each other, exchanging disbelief and surprise in each other's sight.
In the past month, their outposts and military bases have been attacked by Kingdom and guerrillas, but the wastelanders who fought with fire sticks have never won.
Like today, the command center did not learn about the destruction of the military base until after the battle, and it had never happened before...
Moreover, it was Camp No. 530 that was raided.
It's just there!
The staff officer standing next to him took a deep breath, breaking the silence in the conference room, and reported.
...Our planes have investigated nearby areas and found no trace of enemy troops. After robbing supplies, the attacker was suspected to have hid in a valley 30 kilometers northeast of Oasis No. 9.They probably built hidden fortifications there, and our planes saw nothing.
The atmosphere of silence was broken.
The officers around him also talked about the topic.
According to the information fed back by nearby outposts, the other party suspected of using EMP weapons and preemptively destroyed the communication tower of the military base... Two possibilities: the Great Rift Valley intervened in the war, or the company increased its military presence in Luoxia Province.
Didn’t they build an aviation base in the area of Xizhou City, the river valley province?Maybe people come from there!
It's possible!
Listening to the discussions of his subordinates, Griffin, who was holding his hands behind his back, did not speak.
Compared with the tragic losses in personnel, equipment and supplies, what Griffin couldn't accept was that the combat plan he formulated last month was leaked.
Camp 530 is the logistics fulcrum for the entire northern front to launch the next round of general offensive. He did not mind the casualties of the entourages of the vassal state on the front line, but had to carefully consider how much casualties it would take to chew the northern defense zone of the Lion Kingdom without sufficient armored power and supply support...
Luoxia Province is not just a honey badger and a lion, but also a hump and a golden lizard. If the Falcon Kingdom wants to conquer the entire Luoxia Province, they must control casualties.
otherwise……
Things you get will also be lost quickly.
…It’s a pity that our perfect plan was leaked. They could accurately find Camp 530 and know where our troops were on which hour and hour.
Looking around at the people in the tent, General Griffin glanced sharply at every face present and said word by word.
The strategic deployment of the North Line must be adjusted... This will not be difficult, but I want to know which link is wrong.
The room was so quiet that it was as if a needle could be heard falling on the ground.
Just as everyone was nervous and tense, Griffin suddenly changed his tone and exposed the topic lightly.
Of course, I believe that your loyalty is the problem lies in some link below.I need you to keep your eyes wide and find that ghost.
Hearing this sentence, the officers finally breathed a sigh of relief, and all their faces made relief, and stood attentively and said.
Obey the order!
yes!Sir!
Looking at his subordinates who were looking up and thrusting their chests, Griffin nodded, his eyes drifted back to the map hanging on the wall, falling into deep thought.
EMP weapons.
It is obviously not the equipment of the kingdom. It is highly likely that it must be the work of the enterprise!
According to the registration of the Logistics Department, camp 530 took over a batch of supplies from Bugra Free State two days ago, indicating that the Rift Valley was not aware of the existence of this supply line, otherwise they would have other ways to prevent their vassals from continuing to trade with the Legion.
Thinking of this, Griffin couldn't help but frown.
Didn't McClan brag?
Is the Iron Heart really taken away by the reinforcements of the company?
If so...
Their trouble is probably a lot.
……
On the other hand, just as the front line command center held a meeting overnight and formulated a combat plan, a desert-colored truck stopped at the door of the military camp where the command center was located.
He jumped out of the truck first, and Colway glanced at the door, and his eyes lit up when he saw the officer waiting there.
Ferdyer?!Very good!You are still alive!
Ferdyr, an officer under General McClan, was the superior centurion like him, but he was older than him.
Looking at the dusty Colway, Ferdyr saluted and walked up with an excited expression, holding his right hand.
At the last critical moment, I followed General McClass into the escape pole and escaped by chance... But it was great that you could see you still alive!
The two have a good relationship in private.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been waiting here.
Colway said with a smile on his face and a tone of emotion.
To be honest, I almost confessed to it in the desert. The battlefield was in chaos at that time, and even ten people around me were unsatisfied with it. There were those savage pursuers behind me. I once wanted to give up... Thanks to this brother.
As he said that, he pulled the warrior who had just gotten out of the car to his side.
Ferdyr looked at the man with a dark face and noticed that his nose was flat, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows unexpectedly.
Who is this person?
pangolin!
Claude grinned at Ferdyer as he patted the dull man on the shoulder.
Although he is a wasteland guest, he is different from those people. He is a brave guy... Not only his skills, but his loyalty to the legion is even ashamed of me.In order to make up the travel expenses he got back, he was even willing to put down his military dignity and go to dig coal in the coal mine.If he hadn't inspired me, I would have died in the desert in shame.
Hearing the name pangolin, Ferdyr finally recognized the ruthless man who had killed the Mother of Death Claws by General McClan himself!
Along the way, McClane was muttering about the head of the Dead Claw Mother, but unfortunately he didn't take the collectible away.
Unexpectedly, this ruthless man actually followed him and took Coleway through the desert and walked all the way here.
Rescue a superior centurion.
For the entourage, it can be regarded as a great achievement!
Ferdyr looked at the fielder and said solemnly.
Thank you for saving my friend and bringing him back safely... I will definitely repay you this favor.
No need to thank me, this is what I should have done.The Warrior skillfully repeated what he had said many times.
We are all doing what we should do, but for those who do it very well, we should give appropriate rewards...I will report your credit.
Ferdyer smiled, patted the pangolin's shoulder, then looked at Colway, who was also smiling, and continued.
Come with me, the situation here has changed a lot. I will take you to register for demobilization first. Let's talk about other things while walking...
Colway needs to report first and restore his military status. After all, he has been missing for so long and is already half dead on the roster.
The Legion will verify his identity through some professional processes, rather than fake clones or bionics.
As for pangolins, they don’t need to go through so many complicated procedures. After registering their names on the roster of the entourage, they are left in the barracks of the logistics department.
It was the second midnight now. Except for the outposts, the lights were on in the camp, and the rest of the camp was dark, so it was not easy for him to walk around.
After waiting for a while, a logistics staff finally came over, took him to the nearby canteen, and arranged for the cooks to make him a large table of late-night snacks.
He glanced at the shoulder of the pangolin with envy, and the logistics staff said respectfully.
Lord Ferdyer told me to entertain you. If you have any needs, please tell me that I can find any other way except wine and women.
The warrior looked at the young man's face, his nose bridge did not have obvious bulge, and his slightly deep eye sockets looked like residents in the desert. He thought he should be the people of the Falcon Kingdom.
He was hungry all the way and said straightforwardly.
Help me prepare more meat, preferably beef. My appetite may be a bit large, and the portions of ordinary people may not be enough.
No need to spend money anyway.
Wouldn't you lose if you don't eat more!
The young man smiled when he heard this.
You are an awakened person, please rest assured of this!Lord Colway has explained to me that I will prepare food for three for you!
It turned out that Colway had already greeted him...
Looking at the smile on the young man's face, the warfielder also smiled embarrassedly.
This is what I say...
It seems like he is a bucket of money.
After waiting for a while, the food was brought up quickly.
It consists of a whole roasted beef shank and a basket of freshly baked bread with frosting and nuts on the surface.
Not only that, there is also a basket of watery grapes, red sweet dates, and unlimited milk.
Looking at this table of delicious food that was so rich that it was hard to take away, the warrior couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
It is worthy of being the canteen of the command center.
This is a great food!
If it is not enough, I can arrange for the kitchen to prepare for you... The young man bowed slightly and said respectfully, please use it slowly.
With the idea of eating more bites by yourself, the battlefield man sat at the long table without any worries and sucked his body in a slight manner.
Seeing this guy having such a delicious taste, the young man standing beside him was hungry, and couldn't help swallowing and trying not to look here.
After a while, Colway, who had finally completed the procedures, also came to the cafeteria.
He looked at the pangolin showing off his beef legs with appreciation. He didn't think the eating look was rude at all. He pulled open his chair and sat directly opposite the dining table, snapping his fingers at the young man beside him.
Present a steak for me.
OK sir.
The young man nodded respectfully and quickly turned around and went to the kitchen.
Coleway said casually after rubbing the silver table knife.
I wasted a little time when I was going through the procedures just now, but I didn’t expect that as soon as we got here, we caught up with the big thing.
Hearing Colway's words, the warrior swallowed the food in his mouth and replied vaguely.
Something big happened.
Camp 530 was attacked.
530 camp?What is that?
The logistics hub of the Northern Line troops was the camp we passed by two days ago. Colway said helplessly, "It's such a coincidence... It's just two days later."If we delayed on the road for two days, we would be afraid that our lives would be there.
Hearing this, the warrior almost choked out the food in his mouth. In order to resist coughing, his face turned red.
Good guy.
As soon as he sent the information, the alliance followed with his intelligence and took the military base.
This is just pushing myself into the fire pit!
However, Colway did not doubt him, and did not even think about him at all.
After all, they have been in the same truck these two days, and no one would have thought that this guy who slept like a pig could pass a message in his dream.
Will they... doubt us?
us?Hearing this hesitant tone, Coleway was slightly stunned.
Then he seemed to hear something funny, and shook his head with a smile.
How is it possible? We just retreated to this area and didn't even know the number of that camp, so how can we know the role of that military base in General Griffin's plan?
Moreover, we took a step back and we were there two days ago. Even if the news was leaked immediately, our enemies would need time to verify the news, and then formulate a combat plan based on the verified intelligence... It will take at least one month.
He picked up the cup and took a sip of hot cocoa, Colewe moistened his throat and said with a slightly serious expression.
To be honest, I have a little doubt on the guy named Adam.
Adam?The warrior was stunned, but he...what is the reason for betraying us?
Sometimes it doesn’t take many reasons to do one thing, and I doubt it’s not just him, but all the merchants from the Free State of Bugra.
Colway looked at the Warrior and said in a gentle tone.
My friend, not everyone in this world is as simple as you.
Those merchants have no loyalty at all. They do not loyal to anyone. Their lives are only a pile of dirt that does not bring life or death, but just a soulless body.Today they can sell us the spears of attack, and tomorrow they may sell their shields to our enemies.I am very grateful for his kindness, but if he betrayed us, I would not be surprised at all.
The warrior nodded guiltily.
I see.
It's good to understand. I'm really worried that you will be deceived by those people. Coleway nodded in appreciation, paused for a while and continued, I've said before that I would recommend you to General Griffin, but if this happened, I'm afraid I'll have to wait.
The warrior said immediately sensible.
It doesn't matter, sir, I'm not in a hurry, it's okay as long as I'm late.
It's just right that I can't recommend it for him.
He didn't want to see that guy at this time either.
The Warrior believed that it was impossible for everyone in the Legion to be as stupid as the guy in front of him.
Especially the Griffin, who is always called the old fox, is afraid that there is more bad water in his stomach than himself, and he is really afraid that he will be seen through at first sight.
Are you feeling uncomfortable?Colway looked at his good brother with concern, and I felt your face was a little bad.
The warrior fooled him.
It's a bit, maybe it's because I'm not adapting to the local environment... I've never been to such a dry place.
Colway nodded and said in a comforting tone.
This is indeed the case in the desert. You have to adapt as soon as possible. The road to go is still long in the future. Sooner or later we will go to a further place.
The warrior raised his spirits and said.
I will adapt as soon as possible!
……
Refuge No. 404.
Looking at the news that was flooded by the official website forum and the first-hand battle reports sent by the dead players, Chu Guang leaned on the sofa and drank ice cola so much that he couldn't stop talking.
He couldn't help but exclaim with his index finger as he dragged the roller.
This money is worth it!
Whether it is the Seagull drone or the Hellhound drone, their performance on the battlefield exceeded expectations.
I have to brag about it, the things given by the Fallen Empire are indeed awesome!
Of course, thanks to the players' super-level performance, the Death Corps, which is famous for its combat losses, only more than 30 died this time.
In normal times, this little casualty is enough for them.
We have to take advantage of this battle to buy more goods!
Including the R-36 sanctions air-to-surface missiles used by Seagull drones, an EMP missile directly turned the entire military base into a deaf and dumb, with a unit price of only 250,000 yuan!
Then there is the white phosphorus bomb, which costs only 100,000 Cr, and has an amazing killing effect on soft targets.
Although this price is not cheap, it doesn’t matter if you spend the military aid budget and not your own money.
To be honest, Chu Guang originally thought that the guys on the East Coast would be taboo to such cruel weapons, but he didn't expect that he was too worried.
Rearing back on the sofa, Chu Guang looked at Xiao Qi sitting on the desk and said with a smile.
Xiaoqi, contact Wu Mu, the representative of Changge Group, for me.Tell him, I plan to purchase another 'Seagull' drone!
OK!Owner!He answered vigorously, and Xiaoqi obediently contacted the seller.
Chu Guang continued to visit the forum and found that his Pangolin had just been online, so he clicked on the post of this guy Gangshui.
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: Damn!You are cruel enough, you called me as soon as I left!
Irena: Has your identity been exposed?It exposed me that I asked the mole to draw a book for you.(funny)
The Mole Escaped in the Canyon: Get out!I don't draw that kind of book!
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: Expose a hammer!Fortunately, I was smart and fooled. Next time, you guys should take it easy, at least wait until I walk away before blowing up!By the way, the 530 camp you bombed seemed to be the logistics hub of the northern front of the Legion... Because the combat plan was exposed, the northern offensive of the Legion was forced to be postponed, which I just heard from Colway.
Quit smoking: Damn!Awesome!
Ye Shi: 666!
Commander of Quanshui: Hahaha, actually I think the time block of this operation is quite good.Although it is a bit coincidental in time, because of this, you are not easily suspected.
Fang Chang: +1. The more important the strategic goal is, the more careful the planning is required, otherwise it will easily lead to a mistake.
Flanking on the edge: Alas, stop talking. Those friendly troops in charge of feint attacks made the time zone wrong this time, and the action was ahead of schedule for an hour!Fortunately, we rushed over in time. If we waited for a few minutes, we would be killed!
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: Damn, is that real?
Edge paddling: That's right, the three-wheeled worker is almost smoking!
Construction site boy and brick: MMP!You're so embarrassed to say it!(anger)
Roller hair washing machine: That's it!Too stingy!Next time, the whole electric car Ah!
Paddle at the edge: Damn!Can this be said to be me?At least you think about the actual situation!It looks like sand, where can I charge you?
The commander of the Death Corps argued with the power animals in the regiment.Several intellectual players opened a new post and bragged about their awesomeness with other players.
Especially the debt-to-eye.
He was operating the Seagull drone to catch fries in the sky, but he was so happy that he almost blew the power of the drone into the sky.
The only drawback is that the bomb load capacity is too small.
He hadn't had enough fun, so he had all the bullets.
In any case, when Chu Guang saw that the pangolin was fine, he finally felt relieved.
The reason why he took action so hasty was to prevent this guy from being suspected, but now it seems that the situation he is worried about has not happened.
More than 800 kilometers.
The pigeons have to fly for one day at this distance.
There are no large communication base stations and no communication satellites. It takes two days to complete intelligence exchange and formulate combat plans. It is a bit whimsical.
After confirming the safety of the intelligence personnel, Chu Guang did not rush to continue to issue new tasks to him, but let him lurk.
He intends to use this piece in a critical place.
It is best to take away those big noses in one wave.
As for now, it's not the time...
Looking at the messy military base in front of him, the man standing at the gate of the camp wearing bulletproof armor couldn't help but swear.
His name is Wag, and he belongs to the 90000th team of the 30000th team. He leads a 10-man team stationed at an outpost about 20 kilometers away here. He is responsible for monitoring the valley on the northwest side of Camp No. 530 and guarding a relay signal tower.
An hour ago, he received a message from the 90000th Man Team that Camp No. 530 did not report on security regularly and did not respond to the command post's communications, so he asked him to take his troops there immediately to see if their communication equipment had a malfunction or had encountered some accident.
Wag didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately took three brave and combat-ready men, rode three-wheeled diesel motorcycles, cross-country for more than 20 kilometers, and headed straight for Camp No. 530.
However, when he arrived at the military base, he found that it had long turned into ruins...
Is anyone?
He shouted at the top of his voice, with neither commotion nor response.
Wag held up his rifle with a high nervousness and waved his fists decisively, leading three rifle soldiers carefully through the camp gate and into the interior of the military base.
The street lights on both sides of the road were all black, and the power supply system here seemed to have been destroyed. Apart from the burning barracks, there was only a little bit of thin moonlight left.
Moving forward along the fragmented road, everyone's faces were not very good when passing by the area near the garage, one bluish and one white.
The burnt corpses were lying in a skewed manner, many of them curled up together, and even the complete human form could not be found.
As for the garage with open doors, all the tanks and trucks inside were driven away, and the supplies inside were moved out, and even a wrench and screwdriver were not left behind.
Wag swallowed and led his riflemen to search and move forward in the direction of the command post.
Soon they passed by a checkpoint, where there seemed to be a fierce exchange of fire.
Whether it was the collapsed sandbag wall or the corpses full of blood holes, it was not difficult to see how cruel firepower the Legionnaires soldiers who were defending here an hour ago encountered.
The same is true for mutant mercenaries not far away.
Those big guys were either knocked to death or had a big hole in their chests, and were bombarded by some kind of large-caliber weapon. They could hardly find a complete corpse, and their death was extremely miserable.
Even mutants with extremely strong recovery ability can't bear it...
Not to mention those ordinary people.
...Grandma, I bet this is definitely not done by the guerrillas and the kingdom army!A rifle soldier looked around nervously and cursed in a low voice.
Another rifleman looked at the younger one, breathing a little rapid, looked around nervously, muttered in a low voice.
Could it be the person from the Great Rift Valley?
Listening to the soldiers' whispers, Wag looked around with a serious expression and replied concisely.
…We reached an armistice agreement with them at the beginning of the year, and it was not ruled out that they would tear up the treaty, but the battle without declaration was not like their style.
Taking his subordinates, Wag moved to the gate of the command post.
The situation here is also tragic. The nearby barracks and partitions are covered with dense gun holes. There are about fifty corpses lying in the open space of less than fifty square meters, and they are all Willant people with bulging noses.
Wag looked around and couldn't find the body of the thousand-man captain Piman. It was not until he searched the command post and the anti-aircraft shelter next to him that he found the problem.
...The documents here have been emptied.
With a slightly frown, Wag recalled what the superior had told him.
Camp 530 is related to a major plan, which was formulated by General Griffin himself, and is about whether the entire war can end before the end of August.
Therefore, it is necessary to always pay attention to the situation of Camp No. 530.
Without hesitation, Wag reached out to take off the intercom that was hanging on his shoulder and pressed the button and said.
...Call the command center, here is the patrol of Post No. 151, we have arrived at Camp No. 530, the situation here is quite bad, I can't see a living person... nor do I see the body of the military base chief, and it is suspected to be captured by unknown forces.
Including confidential documents in the command post, arms in nearby warehouses, tanks in garages... The bandits attacked here almost emptied everything they could move away.
His eyes wandered around and searched, and his eyes suddenly fell on the rows of extinguished street lights, and the expression on his face gradually became unnatural.
In an instant, Wag suddenly thought of something and his expression gradually became solemn.
All electronic devices were paralyzed, including the street lights being turned off, and the military base was pitch black, and I couldn't find the electronic devices that were still working.
Although it sounds a bit incredible, my intuition tells me... this is definitely not a simple power system failure.
After pausing for half a second, he took a deep breath and expressed his guess.
Most likely it is EMP!
……
Camp No. 530 suffered a devastating blow.
The elite troops stationed in the local army were almost wiped out.
and
It is suspected to have been hit by EMP!
After layers of reports, the news soon reached the front line command of the Legion at Oasis No. 9, waking up a group of senior officers from their sleep.
Battle conference room.
Griffin stood behind his back with his hands, standing upright in front of the strategic map, his vulture-like eyes narrowed dangerously into a slit.
The officers standing behind him were silent, looking at each other, exchanging disbelief and surprise in each other's sight.
In the past month, their outposts and military bases have been attacked by Kingdom and guerrillas, but the wastelanders who fought with fire sticks have never won.
Like today, the command center did not learn about the destruction of the military base until after the battle, and it had never happened before...
Moreover, it was Camp No. 530 that was raided.
It's just there!
The staff officer standing next to him took a deep breath, breaking the silence in the conference room, and reported.
...Our planes have investigated nearby areas and found no trace of enemy troops. After robbing supplies, the attacker was suspected to have hid in a valley 30 kilometers northeast of Oasis No. 9.They probably built hidden fortifications there, and our planes saw nothing.
The atmosphere of silence was broken.
The officers around him also talked about the topic.
According to the information fed back by nearby outposts, the other party suspected of using EMP weapons and preemptively destroyed the communication tower of the military base... Two possibilities: the Great Rift Valley intervened in the war, or the company increased its military presence in Luoxia Province.
Didn’t they build an aviation base in the area of Xizhou City, the river valley province?Maybe people come from there!
It's possible!
Listening to the discussions of his subordinates, Griffin, who was holding his hands behind his back, did not speak.
Compared with the tragic losses in personnel, equipment and supplies, what Griffin couldn't accept was that the combat plan he formulated last month was leaked.
Camp 530 is the logistics fulcrum for the entire northern front to launch the next round of general offensive. He did not mind the casualties of the entourages of the vassal state on the front line, but had to carefully consider how much casualties it would take to chew the northern defense zone of the Lion Kingdom without sufficient armored power and supply support...
Luoxia Province is not just a honey badger and a lion, but also a hump and a golden lizard. If the Falcon Kingdom wants to conquer the entire Luoxia Province, they must control casualties.
otherwise……
Things you get will also be lost quickly.
…It’s a pity that our perfect plan was leaked. They could accurately find Camp 530 and know where our troops were on which hour and hour.
Looking around at the people in the tent, General Griffin glanced sharply at every face present and said word by word.
The strategic deployment of the North Line must be adjusted... This will not be difficult, but I want to know which link is wrong.
The room was so quiet that it was as if a needle could be heard falling on the ground.
Just as everyone was nervous and tense, Griffin suddenly changed his tone and exposed the topic lightly.
Of course, I believe that your loyalty is the problem lies in some link below.I need you to keep your eyes wide and find that ghost.
Hearing this sentence, the officers finally breathed a sigh of relief, and all their faces made relief, and stood attentively and said.
Obey the order!
yes!Sir!
Looking at his subordinates who were looking up and thrusting their chests, Griffin nodded, his eyes drifted back to the map hanging on the wall, falling into deep thought.
EMP weapons.
It is obviously not the equipment of the kingdom. It is highly likely that it must be the work of the enterprise!
According to the registration of the Logistics Department, camp 530 took over a batch of supplies from Bugra Free State two days ago, indicating that the Rift Valley was not aware of the existence of this supply line, otherwise they would have other ways to prevent their vassals from continuing to trade with the Legion.
Thinking of this, Griffin couldn't help but frown.
Didn't McClan brag?
Is the Iron Heart really taken away by the reinforcements of the company?
If so...
Their trouble is probably a lot.
……
On the other hand, just as the front line command center held a meeting overnight and formulated a combat plan, a desert-colored truck stopped at the door of the military camp where the command center was located.
He jumped out of the truck first, and Colway glanced at the door, and his eyes lit up when he saw the officer waiting there.
Ferdyer?!Very good!You are still alive!
Ferdyr, an officer under General McClan, was the superior centurion like him, but he was older than him.
Looking at the dusty Colway, Ferdyr saluted and walked up with an excited expression, holding his right hand.
At the last critical moment, I followed General McClass into the escape pole and escaped by chance... But it was great that you could see you still alive!
The two have a good relationship in private.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been waiting here.
Colway said with a smile on his face and a tone of emotion.
To be honest, I almost confessed to it in the desert. The battlefield was in chaos at that time, and even ten people around me were unsatisfied with it. There were those savage pursuers behind me. I once wanted to give up... Thanks to this brother.
As he said that, he pulled the warrior who had just gotten out of the car to his side.
Ferdyr looked at the man with a dark face and noticed that his nose was flat, so he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows unexpectedly.
Who is this person?
pangolin!
Claude grinned at Ferdyer as he patted the dull man on the shoulder.
Although he is a wasteland guest, he is different from those people. He is a brave guy... Not only his skills, but his loyalty to the legion is even ashamed of me.In order to make up the travel expenses he got back, he was even willing to put down his military dignity and go to dig coal in the coal mine.If he hadn't inspired me, I would have died in the desert in shame.
Hearing the name pangolin, Ferdyr finally recognized the ruthless man who had killed the Mother of Death Claws by General McClan himself!
Along the way, McClane was muttering about the head of the Dead Claw Mother, but unfortunately he didn't take the collectible away.
Unexpectedly, this ruthless man actually followed him and took Coleway through the desert and walked all the way here.
Rescue a superior centurion.
For the entourage, it can be regarded as a great achievement!
Ferdyr looked at the fielder and said solemnly.
Thank you for saving my friend and bringing him back safely... I will definitely repay you this favor.
No need to thank me, this is what I should have done.The Warrior skillfully repeated what he had said many times.
We are all doing what we should do, but for those who do it very well, we should give appropriate rewards...I will report your credit.
Ferdyer smiled, patted the pangolin's shoulder, then looked at Colway, who was also smiling, and continued.
Come with me, the situation here has changed a lot. I will take you to register for demobilization first. Let's talk about other things while walking...
Colway needs to report first and restore his military status. After all, he has been missing for so long and is already half dead on the roster.
The Legion will verify his identity through some professional processes, rather than fake clones or bionics.
As for pangolins, they don’t need to go through so many complicated procedures. After registering their names on the roster of the entourage, they are left in the barracks of the logistics department.
It was the second midnight now. Except for the outposts, the lights were on in the camp, and the rest of the camp was dark, so it was not easy for him to walk around.
After waiting for a while, a logistics staff finally came over, took him to the nearby canteen, and arranged for the cooks to make him a large table of late-night snacks.
He glanced at the shoulder of the pangolin with envy, and the logistics staff said respectfully.
Lord Ferdyer told me to entertain you. If you have any needs, please tell me that I can find any other way except wine and women.
The warrior looked at the young man's face, his nose bridge did not have obvious bulge, and his slightly deep eye sockets looked like residents in the desert. He thought he should be the people of the Falcon Kingdom.
He was hungry all the way and said straightforwardly.
Help me prepare more meat, preferably beef. My appetite may be a bit large, and the portions of ordinary people may not be enough.
No need to spend money anyway.
Wouldn't you lose if you don't eat more!
The young man smiled when he heard this.
You are an awakened person, please rest assured of this!Lord Colway has explained to me that I will prepare food for three for you!
It turned out that Colway had already greeted him...
Looking at the smile on the young man's face, the warfielder also smiled embarrassedly.
This is what I say...
It seems like he is a bucket of money.
After waiting for a while, the food was brought up quickly.
It consists of a whole roasted beef shank and a basket of freshly baked bread with frosting and nuts on the surface.
Not only that, there is also a basket of watery grapes, red sweet dates, and unlimited milk.
Looking at this table of delicious food that was so rich that it was hard to take away, the warrior couldn't help but feel a little emotional.
It is worthy of being the canteen of the command center.
This is a great food!
If it is not enough, I can arrange for the kitchen to prepare for you... The young man bowed slightly and said respectfully, please use it slowly.
With the idea of eating more bites by yourself, the battlefield man sat at the long table without any worries and sucked his body in a slight manner.
Seeing this guy having such a delicious taste, the young man standing beside him was hungry, and couldn't help swallowing and trying not to look here.
After a while, Colway, who had finally completed the procedures, also came to the cafeteria.
He looked at the pangolin showing off his beef legs with appreciation. He didn't think the eating look was rude at all. He pulled open his chair and sat directly opposite the dining table, snapping his fingers at the young man beside him.
Present a steak for me.
OK sir.
The young man nodded respectfully and quickly turned around and went to the kitchen.
Coleway said casually after rubbing the silver table knife.
I wasted a little time when I was going through the procedures just now, but I didn’t expect that as soon as we got here, we caught up with the big thing.
Hearing Colway's words, the warrior swallowed the food in his mouth and replied vaguely.
Something big happened.
Camp 530 was attacked.
530 camp?What is that?
The logistics hub of the Northern Line troops was the camp we passed by two days ago. Colway said helplessly, "It's such a coincidence... It's just two days later."If we delayed on the road for two days, we would be afraid that our lives would be there.
Hearing this, the warrior almost choked out the food in his mouth. In order to resist coughing, his face turned red.
Good guy.
As soon as he sent the information, the alliance followed with his intelligence and took the military base.
This is just pushing myself into the fire pit!
However, Colway did not doubt him, and did not even think about him at all.
After all, they have been in the same truck these two days, and no one would have thought that this guy who slept like a pig could pass a message in his dream.
Will they... doubt us?
us?Hearing this hesitant tone, Coleway was slightly stunned.
Then he seemed to hear something funny, and shook his head with a smile.
How is it possible? We just retreated to this area and didn't even know the number of that camp, so how can we know the role of that military base in General Griffin's plan?
Moreover, we took a step back and we were there two days ago. Even if the news was leaked immediately, our enemies would need time to verify the news, and then formulate a combat plan based on the verified intelligence... It will take at least one month.
He picked up the cup and took a sip of hot cocoa, Colewe moistened his throat and said with a slightly serious expression.
To be honest, I have a little doubt on the guy named Adam.
Adam?The warrior was stunned, but he...what is the reason for betraying us?
Sometimes it doesn’t take many reasons to do one thing, and I doubt it’s not just him, but all the merchants from the Free State of Bugra.
Colway looked at the Warrior and said in a gentle tone.
My friend, not everyone in this world is as simple as you.
Those merchants have no loyalty at all. They do not loyal to anyone. Their lives are only a pile of dirt that does not bring life or death, but just a soulless body.Today they can sell us the spears of attack, and tomorrow they may sell their shields to our enemies.I am very grateful for his kindness, but if he betrayed us, I would not be surprised at all.
The warrior nodded guiltily.
I see.
It's good to understand. I'm really worried that you will be deceived by those people. Coleway nodded in appreciation, paused for a while and continued, I've said before that I would recommend you to General Griffin, but if this happened, I'm afraid I'll have to wait.
The warrior said immediately sensible.
It doesn't matter, sir, I'm not in a hurry, it's okay as long as I'm late.
It's just right that I can't recommend it for him.
He didn't want to see that guy at this time either.
The Warrior believed that it was impossible for everyone in the Legion to be as stupid as the guy in front of him.
Especially the Griffin, who is always called the old fox, is afraid that there is more bad water in his stomach than himself, and he is really afraid that he will be seen through at first sight.
Are you feeling uncomfortable?Colway looked at his good brother with concern, and I felt your face was a little bad.
The warrior fooled him.
It's a bit, maybe it's because I'm not adapting to the local environment... I've never been to such a dry place.
Colway nodded and said in a comforting tone.
This is indeed the case in the desert. You have to adapt as soon as possible. The road to go is still long in the future. Sooner or later we will go to a further place.
The warrior raised his spirits and said.
I will adapt as soon as possible!
……
Refuge No. 404.
Looking at the news that was flooded by the official website forum and the first-hand battle reports sent by the dead players, Chu Guang leaned on the sofa and drank ice cola so much that he couldn't stop talking.
He couldn't help but exclaim with his index finger as he dragged the roller.
This money is worth it!
Whether it is the Seagull drone or the Hellhound drone, their performance on the battlefield exceeded expectations.
I have to brag about it, the things given by the Fallen Empire are indeed awesome!
Of course, thanks to the players' super-level performance, the Death Corps, which is famous for its combat losses, only more than 30 died this time.
In normal times, this little casualty is enough for them.
We have to take advantage of this battle to buy more goods!
Including the R-36 sanctions air-to-surface missiles used by Seagull drones, an EMP missile directly turned the entire military base into a deaf and dumb, with a unit price of only 250,000 yuan!
Then there is the white phosphorus bomb, which costs only 100,000 Cr, and has an amazing killing effect on soft targets.
Although this price is not cheap, it doesn’t matter if you spend the military aid budget and not your own money.
To be honest, Chu Guang originally thought that the guys on the East Coast would be taboo to such cruel weapons, but he didn't expect that he was too worried.
Rearing back on the sofa, Chu Guang looked at Xiao Qi sitting on the desk and said with a smile.
Xiaoqi, contact Wu Mu, the representative of Changge Group, for me.Tell him, I plan to purchase another 'Seagull' drone!
OK!Owner!He answered vigorously, and Xiaoqi obediently contacted the seller.
Chu Guang continued to visit the forum and found that his Pangolin had just been online, so he clicked on the post of this guy Gangshui.
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: Damn!You are cruel enough, you called me as soon as I left!
Irena: Has your identity been exposed?It exposed me that I asked the mole to draw a book for you.(funny)
The Mole Escaped in the Canyon: Get out!I don't draw that kind of book!
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: Expose a hammer!Fortunately, I was smart and fooled. Next time, you guys should take it easy, at least wait until I walk away before blowing up!By the way, the 530 camp you bombed seemed to be the logistics hub of the northern front of the Legion... Because the combat plan was exposed, the northern offensive of the Legion was forced to be postponed, which I just heard from Colway.
Quit smoking: Damn!Awesome!
Ye Shi: 666!
Commander of Quanshui: Hahaha, actually I think the time block of this operation is quite good.Although it is a bit coincidental in time, because of this, you are not easily suspected.
Fang Chang: +1. The more important the strategic goal is, the more careful the planning is required, otherwise it will easily lead to a mistake.
Flanking on the edge: Alas, stop talking. Those friendly troops in charge of feint attacks made the time zone wrong this time, and the action was ahead of schedule for an hour!Fortunately, we rushed over in time. If we waited for a few minutes, we would be killed!
Battlefield Atmosphere Group: Damn, is that real?
Edge paddling: That's right, the three-wheeled worker is almost smoking!
Construction site boy and brick: MMP!You're so embarrassed to say it!(anger)
Roller hair washing machine: That's it!Too stingy!Next time, the whole electric car Ah!
Paddle at the edge: Damn!Can this be said to be me?At least you think about the actual situation!It looks like sand, where can I charge you?
The commander of the Death Corps argued with the power animals in the regiment.Several intellectual players opened a new post and bragged about their awesomeness with other players.
Especially the debt-to-eye.
He was operating the Seagull drone to catch fries in the sky, but he was so happy that he almost blew the power of the drone into the sky.
The only drawback is that the bomb load capacity is too small.
He hadn't had enough fun, so he had all the bullets.
In any case, when Chu Guang saw that the pangolin was fine, he finally felt relieved.
The reason why he took action so hasty was to prevent this guy from being suspected, but now it seems that the situation he is worried about has not happened.
More than 800 kilometers.
The pigeons have to fly for one day at this distance.
There are no large communication base stations and no communication satellites. It takes two days to complete intelligence exchange and formulate combat plans. It is a bit whimsical.
After confirming the safety of the intelligence personnel, Chu Guang did not rush to continue to issue new tasks to him, but let him lurk.
He intends to use this piece in a critical place.
It is best to take away those big noses in one wave.
As for now, it's not the time...
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