Chapter 1570: Wilderness Run

Together with the soldiers of the first battalion, Keir headed south in the dark with his head stuffed. M. Along the way, there are only the rushing footsteps of the soldiers and the messy sound of weapons when they hit.
They all knew that there were tens of millions of ferocious monsters chasing after them. No matter who it was, they couldn't relax, they could only rush on.
This is like a long-distance race. Only if you beat the enemy can you save your life.
"What's that?" someone in the team suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention.
Keel couldn't help but looked up, but saw everyone around him looking back.
He turned his head and saw a trace of red light in the dark northern night, which was very conspicuous. Against the background of the light, the night sky in the distance was plated with a dark red color, like solidified blood, which was extremely strange.
If you listen carefully, a muffled sound can be heard from a distance.
"That's firelight."
"Our people are fighting monsters~!"
An excited shout came from the crowd.
Many of these soldiers have experienced the defense of Ruman City, and they have very rich experience. You can tell at a glance that this light is a unique sight after the fire reflects the red sky.
Obviously, behind them, a cruel battle is taking place-the coalition's war fortress is bombarding monsters.
Weir got excited at the moment, squeezed his fist, and shouted to the north: "Okay, kill them all~!"
"they."
"It's better not to keep one~!"
"..."
The soldiers of the Skeleton Division were all happy and cheered.
Not long ago, they were forced to give up the spoils that could be exchanged for money, and the depressed mood of running wildly all the way was much better.
But then the stern shouts of the officers came from the darkness.
"What are you calling for?"
"Continue on the road."
"..."
But the soldiers didn't take it seriously. After all, they won the battle. Although the officers scolded badly, they didn't stop everyone from cheering.
Some people even shouted enthusiastically and whistled more enthusiastically.
At this time, I don’t know who was screaming in the dark: "A bunch of brainless idiots, just by looking at the fire, you can know that the enemy is not far from us."
After hearing this, it seemed as if there was cold water topping, and the soldiers' cheers suddenly stopped.
Immediately there was no command from the officer, only a ‘bang’, everyone turned their heads very consciously and continued on their way.
However, now that they knew that someone was taking their place behind them, the soldiers were all in a good mood, changed the dull atmosphere, and started clamoring and rushing south.
As everyone walked, they discussed how many enemies can be destroyed by one bombing of one hundred war fortresses, how many times can all the monsters be killed... and so on.
More than an hour later, the roar of the war fort came from the sky again.
Although only their silhouettes can be seen in the dark, the anti-collision lights hanging on the war fortress are unusually eye-catching.
Red, yellow, and green lights flickered in the air like shooting stars, across the dark night sky, and flew quickly—the flying troops returned after the battle.
Seeing this, the soldiers on the ground were all waving their arms enthusiastically, shouting to the war fortress in the sky, expressing their gratitude to them-even though they also knew that the people on the war fortress might not see them.
At this time, the sky suddenly lit up with two dazzling lights.
The light was like two small suns, illuminating the ground and the soldiers of the Skeleton Division in an instant.
At the same time, it also illuminates the huge and towering figures of a dozen war fortresses in the sky.
In the astonished gaze of the Skeleton Division soldiers, the war fortress circled low in the sky, found a flat place, and slowly fell down. Immediately afterwards, the hatch opened wide.
Before the soldiers could react, the commander's order came from the front, and the whole army rested in place.
There was a commotion among the soldiers of the Skeleton Division. Look at this, the landing war fortress is ready to load things.
If you happen to pick them up on the way to retreat...
Weir grinned, laughed, and then poked Gere beside him, and said excitedly: "Look, look. We have a war fortress, and finally don't have to walk by ourselves. I walked for dozens of miles with my legs fast. Swollen."
Gere also breathed a sigh of relief, smiled fortunately, and sprinted all the way without touching the ground carrying a heavy machine gun, even an iron man, his shoulders were already crushed.
He really walked to dawn, I guess he couldn't raise his arms.
Not far away, a military observer sent from Lingshan listened to the conversation between the two of them, frowned, and cursed in secret: These young master soldiers of dog days~!
It's less than thirty miles away, so I'm complaining and tired here.
However, as a military observer, the senior reserve officer of Lingshan, he did not say it interestingly.
Over the years, he has become accustomed to the power and shamelessness of the human coalition: eating meat every day, hitting bullets in his hands casually, and throwing away unnecessary things.
Once the war went unfavorable, they immediately turned around and ran away, and even the army clearly stipulated under what circumstances they can raise their hands and surrender.
If it is in the Semitic army, this is simply unimaginable. Let alone surrender with a raised hand, as long as a slight indication of this intention is revealed, he will be regarded as a traitor and killed on the spot.
The comparison between the two has almost subverted his worldview. It is hard to believe that it was the shameless group of dogs of the human coalition that easily defeated the invincible steel division like the Semi.
There must be something unknown in the middle~!
But once he asks it, he is bound to be ridiculed and ridiculed by these dead soldiers, making him look like a fool. Therefore, he just silently observes from the side, wanting to find out for himself. The mystery.
At this time, Battalion Commander Worster strode over, pointed at Kilzhong, and said, "You guys, put down your weapons and backpacks, and follow me."
Several people looked at each other suspiciously: Putting down the backpack, it's okay to say, put down the weapon, what do you want them to do? Could it be that in order to carry more people, you don't even need guns?
With doubts, Keir and the others followed the battalion commander to the fortress parked on the ground.
When we arrived, there was a group of artillery carts parked in front of the war fortress, and the carts were pulling dark cannons, which belonged to the regiment.
Battalion Commander Worster pointed at the cannons and ordered: "Push all the cannons up."
The soldiers suddenly wailed: It turned out that it was not a ride to let them here, but hard work.
Kiel and the others looked at each other, had to roll up their sleeves, and together with the artillery, shouting chants to push the heavy cannon up to the war fortress.
Just as they were pulling on the cannon's wheels, pushing and pulling, someone next to him asked in a low voice, "What about the cannonball?"
Hearing a voice very similar to Captain Jennings, Gere turned his head and looked over, and saw a group of people standing next to him in the dim firelight. One of the voices calmly said: "Blow up, return to the second as quickly as possible. Trumpeter station, don't care about everything else."
Captain Jennings sighed and said: "It's a pity, if I knew this, I shot all the shells out yesterday."
After loading the artillery, the war fort did not make any stop, and quickly took off and flew south.
Keel and Weir watched as the fastest vehicle of this era left them, and they had to carry their guns and continue to walk on two legs.
But seeing the look of the artillery nearby, Keel felt more balanced.
Besides, from the perspective of an official, slow-moving artillery is definitely more important than infantry.
With this resentment, the soldiers of the Skeleton Division 1st Battalion continued on their way. Although they were physically exhausted, as long as they thought that there were tens of millions of bugs chasing them, everyone was immediately full of strength.
So when the war fortress landed in front of them again, and the pilot waved to Kiel and them, Kiel and the others hadn't reacted yet, thinking they were asking them to do coolies again, and they all hid far away.
After walking all night, they don't even have the strength to speak, and no one wants to be porters.
Seeing the bears under him, Battalion Worster's nose turned crooked, and he roared, "What are you still doing? This is here to pick us up."
The soldiers were silent for a second, then burst into enthusiastic cheers, and rushed into the war fortress.
Falling down on the floor of the war fortress, rubbing his swollen calf, Vail said with emotion: "It's rare for those idiots in the headquarters to do something right."
The soldiers laughed and nodded at the same time, agreeing: "Thanks to the God of Light, the idiots in the command headquarters have not forgotten us little soldiers."
Unlike the cold air on the wasteland outside, the inside of the war fortress was warm as spring, and the crew members walked around in single clothes.
Kiel, who had been hot in a few minutes, took off their thick coats. The soldiers who had been frozen for more than a month felt directly comfortable and almost melted away.
The last time it was so warm, it seemed to have happened in my previous life.
A young female crew member also brought them hot water, tea and flight meals.
When the soldiers were holding cups for tea and fighting for the shrimp in the flying meal, their hearts were not only grateful for the pilots of the war fortress, but...hate!
Why are they carrying guns, eating cold cans, and drinking the sub-zero northwest wind on the wasteland, all frozen like their grandsons.
The people on the war fortress can turn on the heating, eat steak and seafood, drink good black tea, and there are beautiful young girls seductive.
It's so good that this bunch of dead-house local tyrant dogs have passed away.
People are more dead than people~!
Weir talked loudly with a group of people. If he had a son in the future, he would have to go to flight school even if he was fighting, and he must not be an infantryman.
Kiel was holding a cup of black tea and stood by the window looking at the scenery outside. Hearing Ver and the others, he secretly scolded them for being bored. They all passed the exam before joining the security forces, and the highest score was assigned to the flying unit.
The second is the engineering and technical soldiers, and then the artillery, and they can only serve as large-headed infantry if they are under 70.
No one can blame others for poor grades.
The war fortress rose rapidly, and Kiel watched the ground move away quickly, and suddenly saw some black shadows of activity on the northern horizon.
He grabbed a passing crew member and asked curiously: "What is that?"
The crew member only glanced, and said blankly: "Bugs, a lot of bugs."
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When Lorraine walked down from the war fortress, the number two station was busy.
The war fortress is rising and falling, and soldiers are running around like ants, racing against time to grab supplies.
What kind of things should be placed where, there are clear signs in the barracks, the scene is busy and not chaotic, everything is in order.
Lord Lorraine nodded approvingly. When he just looked down at the No. 2 Soldier Station from the air, Lord Lord was very satisfied with this place in his heart.
In a war in a country with cities, you can also use the city as a military station. In the wasteland, you can only build it yourself.
As a frontline support point and logistics transfer station, the No. 2 Army Station was built in accordance with the standards of a large fortress.
It was built on an uplifted terrain, occupying the commanding heights of the surrounding area.
Surrounding the No. 2 Soldier Station, there is a four-meter-high fence built up with soil, and people can also stand on the fence.
Considering the possibility of being attacked by the undead, the perimeter defenses of the military station are very strong, with concrete masonry stones, and densely packed bunkers are built for soldiers to shoot.
The top of the bunker can defend against the bombardment of the undead war fortress.
There is no such treatment in the sailfish camp. Most of the concrete transported by the coalition forces is put into the No. 1 and No. 2 military stations because they are most likely to be attacked.
There are also semi-enclosed forts and open-air artillery positions inside the camp, originally stationed in a regiment of the Thor Artillery Brigade.
The warehouse adopts underground and semi-underground structures, and there are places for the landing of the war fortress around it.
In general, this is a well-structured military fortress. Lorraine chose here because he has confidence in its defense capabilities.
The commander of the No. 2 Army Station was a general of the coalition forces. He learned that Lord Lorraine was going to come personally. He led the officers of the station on the landing site. At the moment, seeing Lord Lorraine, he hurriedly brought people up.
Lord Lorraine waved to him and said, "General Patras, no trouble, what's the situation in the depot?"
"Yes," Patras saluted first. Although the leader said that there is no need to trouble, if you want to be a real salute, it is trouble, then wait to get out.
Pietras has been in the army for 20 years. He knows this truth better than anyone, and respectfully said: "There are more than 8,000 people in the defensive station, including the defenders and logistics units, and the officers above the middle level are all here. Here it is."
Lorraine glanced at the black and crushed heads around him, waved his hands angrily, and said: "Don't stand here anymore. Why should you go? The battle is coming, it is when you need to show your back."
The officers burst into laughter, and then saluted each other.
Lorraine looked at General Patras and said, "What do you still lack now?"
Patras gave a wry smile and said: "Return to the commander, we are short of everything now, we are short of people, lack of weapons, lack of ammunition, especially artillery shells, and priority is given to the frontline troops.
The only thing that is not missing is probably military cans. "
Lord Lorraine nodded slowly and said: "Within one day today, we will withdraw two divisions with more than 30,000 troops from the front line, plus the defenders in the fortress, enough.
The Air Force is trying its best to transport the materials. Your task is to arrange to receive the materials and transfer them as soon as possible so that they do not pile up on the landing site.
As for other matters, I will handle it. "
Patras was startled slightly, and asked carefully, "Marshal, do you want to be in charge by yourself?"
Lorraine glanced at him and said, "What? There is a problem?"
Patras shook his head quickly, and said, "But Marshal, you are the commander of our coalition forces. Compared with this, you need your unified command in the rear. We can't be trusted by the young people in the staff."
Lorraine chuckled and said, "Grand Duke Julian personally commands the entire army at the Sailfish camp. You don't have to worry about it."
Lorraine charged in the front, and Grand Duke Julian was in charge behind him. This is not the first time that Ferguson and his cheap old-in-law have cooperated like this. The last time he played Hardu, it was a tacit understanding.
Pietras stomped anxiously and said, "But, handsome, here...it's dangerous."
Hearing that there were tens of millions of monsters coming from the north, Patras had no bottom in his heart.
If Lord Lorraine encountered something here, they probably wouldn't be able to get out of the relationship.
Lorraine smiled slightly and said, "I'm not squatting here, how can I hold the enemy?"
Patras couldn't figure it out, and didn't understand what Ferguson meant, as if as long as he stayed here, the bugs would come over obediently.
Lorraine patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Sir, I'm playing a big game of Mahjong."
Throughout the day, the war fortress kept flying from the north to unload soldiers.
The number of people in the camp swelled rapidly, and they were not idle, so they went to the reinforcement work of the military station when they landed.
After the people were transported, the fortress was busy transporting ammunition and weapons from the south.
Even at night, no one rested in the entire barracks, racing against time to grab supplies.
Even so, the war fortresses waiting to be landed in the sky lined up. On average, a war fortress would land every five minutes, and the soldiers evacuated the war fortress in only ten minutes.
Everyone knows that by stocking more bullets and shells, their lives will be a little safer, and no one dares to be lazy at this time.
The whole rush work continued until the morning of the next day, until all the warehouses were filled with ammunition, and it was really impossible to fit them.
The exhausted soldiers fell asleep directly on the edge of the warehouse.
But their dreams didn't last long. At about 4 o'clock in the afternoon, a harsh whistle sounded in the second soldier station.
Someone shouted: "They are here~!"
Although many soldiers were exhausted, they still got up instinctively and rushed to combat positions with their weapons.
Looking through the narrow shooting hole of the bunker, I saw a surging dark tide on the northern horizon.
No digital description can compare to the shock of witnessing an insect infestation.
The soldiers of the coalition army knew how terrifying the enemy was when they saw that the land in the north was gradually covered in black ~EbookFREE.me~.
Lord Lorraine stood at the commanding heights in the barracks. After putting down his sight glasses, he said with a relaxed expression: "They are here."
The few people behind Sir Alex showed careless smiles, and one of them said disdainfully: "I have been waiting for them for a long time."
"That old fellow of the high priest is not a weapon. The more he lives, the more he goes back. It is really embarrassing to use other people's soldiers to fight."
"This is probably their last resort."
"Eliminate them, we can almost go home."
Under Lord Lorraine, the artillery officer shouted loudly: "The direction is true north, the distance is five thousand and five, test fire, one shot is loaded, let go!"
With the bang of a cannon, a fierce battle was suddenly opened.
The monsters a few miles away neighed and rushed towards the barracks at their fastest speed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe (this site), give a reward, and your support is my biggest motivation.)