Chapter 1001: Battle of Dunwich (7)

At this moment, the day is darker than the night.
The air was replaced by a strange mist, and the thick black mist rolled over the Olyosen hills under the strong wind.
Brelan does not believe that this is natural wind, which is by no means a natural climatic phenomenon.
In the middle of the battle, he heard War Witch Domiti guessing that this was some kind of witchcraft of Ouke-their barbaric spiritual power used to create terrible destructive power in the Battle of Tyre. The art world spreads widely.
It is said that at that time, the fourth largest witch of the Benedict Empire had a passionate collision with the chief big shaman of Oke. The propaganda of the Benedict Empire was their victory. Oke did not express any views because there was no propaganda agency, but the result came Say, the winner of that battle is Ok.
So this time?
For now, there is indeed a blaze of flame and storm on the southern sky.
The Ninth Army at the Olyosen assembly point, together with some scattered troops and scattered soldiers from another citizen’s temple hunt squad, evacuated the camp area that had been completely destroyed, and is now stationed around an industrial area.
Brelan had never entered this place, but he knew there was a huge underground space in the industrial zone.
Some of them are residential areas, as well as air-raid shelters and some military bunkers. This was supposed to be a rallying point, but now it has become a defensive point.
At present, there are still tens of thousands of workers who have no time to evacuate, and the ninth army is only between the enemy and them.
The core of the industrial zone is a large smelter, which has been transformed into a small fortress. It covers and guards the gate of the underground bunker. The lower structure contains many entrances to the main underground roads, walking roads, freight roads, and even There are tracks.
This smelter is worth fighting for.
WAAAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !
The enemy kept attacking along the road, rushing in the front were fart spirits and ordinary boys, followed by heavy bosses, and finally armored forces.
The guys who charged the front seemed extremely fanatical.
They banged on the drums and roared in their mouths, ignoring their lives, blindly rushing towards the high walls and gates, causing countless casualties.
Some of them were bound with explosives and rushed to the wall to detonate, trying to blast the wall away.
The way they behaved made Brelan puzzled.
Those Oaks seemed willing, but asked to die, but in his impression, Oak was not a creature that was not afraid of death at all.
But their blind sacrifice clearly points to this conclusion.
Just like a group thinking, a hysterical.
He observed that the Ou Ke boss in heavy armor was behind a large group of boys and supervised the war, forcing them to move forward with pain and threats.
Obviously, they are enslaved killers, and the cruel master stands behind their madness.
Perhaps they were promised some kind of reward in return for fighting.
Perhaps they expect to gain power if they survive the faithful service.
Or they understand that the consequences of violation are worse than death.
Or maybe...
Brelan smelled a strong alcohol, and these rushing Oaks seemed to be drinking a lot.
He saw in the book that the ancient barbarians drank a lot of alcohol before the battle. They believed that this would give them more courage to face the shield and gun arrays of the Legion of Civilization.
But it turns out that this has no effect and can only make them die faster.
Another wave of offensive reached the foot of the smelter.
He has ordered the army to repel the enemy as the main force, and those war witches and extraordinary warriors must recuperate and save their precious mental and physical strength for more valuable goals.
The connection with the underground bunker is the key.
Ammunition can be continuously delivered to provide ordinary soldiers with supplies-mainly machine gun bullets and grenades.
However, the shells of the heavy artillery, including the shells of its armored vehicles, were limited to those previously carried with the vehicle, as well as a small supply from the camp area before the evacuation point.
Every shell is very valuable, but light weapons and ammunition can be spilled randomly on the gray heads of those who follow.
Heavy weapons should be left to more important targets.
Right now, those goals are approaching.
In addition to the main force of the Blood Skull Corps that has not yet attacked heavily, there are signs that heavy armored forces are gathering at the intersection, and there may even be war machinery.
Braeland understands and supports the War Witches’ request to fight, and most of them have a deep hatred with Ok.
Although they were eager to participate in the war, Braeland demanded that they must retain their strength and wait for the moment when only they could turn the tide.
But he did not understand those traitors.
On the way to retreat, he helped out a traitor lurking in the army with the help of a friend and judge.
One of his staff, and hundreds of soldiers.
They have all become fanatical blood worshippers. They are also constantly leaking out the deployment and operation routes of the army, allowing Oak to accurately pursue the retreating troops, making it difficult for them to gain a foothold in a short time.
Brelan was confused.
What caused the huge transformation in them? What made them go wrong?
The Republic searched for blood worshipers on a large scale forty years ago, but they did not hang them all. They only executed the high-level. The middle and lower-level believers were put back after ten years in the labor camp.
Originally this was just punishment, but Breland did not expect that their crazy master was so stupid that they could hate them for more than forty years and commit such an unsavory and unjustified atrocities in one fell swoop~EbookFREE.me~ so as to betray the whole race?
Brelan could see that the chief of staff was distressed.
He had never seen that person so decisive and gloomy. This betrayal was even more painful than the countless casualties. This betrayal made him suffocate and shaken his faith in victory.
There are also the transformations of the traitors themselves-their changes in paint and emblems, their attachment of various weird patterns and decorations on their skins, and their current status with the foolish fanatics.
Are they confused by some kind of group hallucination or witchcraft?
WAAAAAAAAGH! ! ! !
The next wave of offensive came.
Buriram could see a rolling cloud of green clouds and a lance and a short knife rushing uphill. Thousands of Oaks trampled the bodies of the fallen and poured into the gates and walls like a flood that broke out.
The defenders, including two companies in the armored battalion, three independent mortar companies, and two hunting squads, opened fire immediately.
On the other hand, the light weapons also roared, and the bomb thrower made a burst of holes, and the heavy machine gun in the bunker spit out the tongue of the fire, biting the infantry front.
Another massacre.
The green figure was harvested. Some of them exploded violently when they died, killing the same people around them.
Brelan held the gun tightly, suppressing the urge to fire.
"Sir! Sir!"
The communications officer ran behind the front, and he caught everyone's attention.
He trot all the way to the front of Brelan.
"Sir--"
The communication officer said breathlessly after the ceremony.
"Order from the command, we must leave the front within an hour!"
"why!?"
Brelan immediately grabbed the encrypted telegram in the opponent's hand.
"The Po River defense line collapsed!"