Despite the haste of the order, the mercenaries in the transfer base still showed good military qualities. After the first layer of anti-aircraft fire network was breached, the second layer of anti-aircraft fire network was quickly formed. More intensive anti-aircraft fire, almost all drones that broke through the first line of anti-aircraft fire network were knocked down. Although the white phosphorus bombs that fell from the sky caused great casualties and material damage, the weapons and ammunition at the core of the transshipment base can still be safely guaranteed for the time being.

Watching batches of quadrotor light drones swarming like hornets that have been smashed into their nests, constantly breaking through the first and second layers of anti-aircraft fire networks, Madison, who has established a fourth-layer anti-aircraft fire network near the core position of the transfer base, suddenly has a feeling of doubt in his heart - in terms of the carrying capacity of two heavy trucks, it can carry up to several hundred quadrotor drones. But now the blue-white flames that ignited on the ground after being shot down have exceeded that number!

So....... Where were these drones released from?

Reaching out and pressing the communicator button, Madison exclaimed, "Alpha point, return? ”

"Betty point, return?"

"Langley point, return?!"

Several outposts on the periphery of the base were called, but Madison failed to get a response. Grabbing the tablet that Clint was holding, Madison quickly found the location of several observatories that had lost contact, pressed the communicator button again, and called several patrol teams patrolling the perimeter of the transfer base: "Mad Cow, where are you?!" ”

In the communicator, Madison's longing response was finally heard: "Mad Bull Team report, we are returning to base......."

"Alpha Point lost contact, I need to know what's going on there!"

"Received, we immediately turned to ....... Damn it! ”

With an exclamation, a sharp gunshot rang out from the communicator. Despite the loud gunfire from the anti-aircraft fire network around him, Madison still judged from the gunfire coming from the communicator that it was the unique sound of shooting from the AK gun family's weapons!

Before Madison could react, another exclamation could be heard over the communicator: "Mad Bull Squad attacked....... We're surrounded! Request for support....... Come and support us, there are too many of them....... I saw at least hundreds of people........"

The staccato voices, mixed with the fierce gunfire, made Madison's face so gloomy that it almost dripped!

Obviously, the adversary who unleashed the drone calculated everything in the transfer base. In order to keep the large number of weapons and ammunition stored in the core area of the transfer base, the mercenaries in the transfer base can only shrink the defense line and use a dense anti-aircraft fire network to intercept the overwhelming number of drones. However, in this way, the observation posts and patrols on the periphery of the transshipment base will naturally be isolated for a short time, and they will not receive any support from the transshipment base.

In other words, if the opponent has a strong attack ability, or even only needs enough offensive firepower, then the outposts and patrol teams that are isolated on the periphery of the transfer base will all be wiped out. After that, the outer support points of the counterforce will be lost, and they will also become the prey of the opponent to break through one by one. When the last peripheral support point outside the transfer base is removed, the entire transfer base becomes a trapped lion - despite its sharp teeth and claws, it has completely lost the space to toss and turn, and can only defend passively!

As long as the opponent is not stupid, then after the transfer base loses the ability to control the perimeter, it can be surrounded by mines, trenches or more rudimentary means. If the mercenaries in the transfer base want to break through this siege, they can only eat away little by little at the cost of huge losses in human lives and weapons and ammunition!

There is no food and grass inside, there are no rescuers outside, even if the fortress is strong, it is only a matter of time before it falls!

Apparently also aware of what it meant to lose the perimeter patrol and support points, Clinder looked at Madison with some anxiety: "Lieutenant, what are we going to do?" ”

Looking up at the overwhelming quadcopter light drones, Madison shook his head helplessly: "We....... Trapped! Can only ......."

Before Madison could finish speaking, Clinder's face had changed, and there was a noticeable tremor in his voice: "If we ask for help, then we will ....... later."

Shaking his head slowly, Madison replied in a deep voice, "If we don't ask for help, then our destruction is only a matter of time!" When we get to the communication, we have to ....... He, plead! ”

Striding into the communications room in the centerpiece, Madison struggled to enter a series of communication codes on the keyboard before standing in front of the communication components. But a few dozen seconds later, a voice with an obviously condescending tone sounded in the communication room: "Lieutenant, I don't think I need to remind you, it's early morning?" Are you sure you want to bother him at this time? ”

Taking a deep breath, Madison struggled to make his voice sound less dry: "I'm sure! The transshipment base was subjected to heavy attacks, and we ...... Reinforcements needed! At least some heavy firepower is needed! ”

As if shocked by what Madison had said, the condescending voice hesitated for a moment before it rang out in disbelief: "Okay! I woke him up! ”

Just a few minutes later, a muddy voice with a deep sense of drowsiness and annoyance suddenly exploded in the communication room: "Can I assume that the situation you are facing is that you have screwed up again?!" ”

Taking a deep breath, Madison cautiously replied, "Sir, I don't want to make any prevarication to you, but there are some ....... situations."

Snorting, the muddy voice filled with deep drowsiness and irritation, unceremoniously interrupted Madison's words: "Tell me about the trouble you're in?" ”

Straightening his figure, Madison responded: "We have been attacked fiercely, and I am afraid that the outer posts and support points will not be able to be saved!" After that, we ........"

Before he finished speaking, Clinde, who was guarding the door of the communication room, suddenly changed his face and rushed to Madison's side: "There are armored vehicles approaching us, seven vehicles, which have approached about 500 meters away from the outer wall, and have exchanged fire with the personnel guarding the outer wall!" ”

Apparently hearing Clinder's deliberately suppressed voice, the murky voice sneered violently: "It seems that your combat ability has degraded to the point of being a Boy Scout?" How many armored vehicles are attacking, and you can't resist it? If that's the case, I don't see the need to give you any further assistance? ”

Before Madison could say another word, the muddy voice rang out again: "I think you know what a price we have paid to create and control the situation in the entire Golden Dunes area!" If it's messed up because of you....... Well, now is not the time to complain and hold accountable! Hold the transshipment base and wait for help! If you can't even do that, shoot yourself in the head! It will be much happier than if you were to live and be punished! ”

Cautiously watching the red light that suddenly dimmed after the communication was interrupted, Clint whispered to Madison, "So....... Will we have reinforcements? When......."

Before Clinder could finish speaking, Madison walked towards the communications room with a gloomy face: "There will be no reinforcements!" We are outcasts! ”

"How so?!"

"The situation in the entire Golden Dune area is much more important than the survival of the transshipment base! If we attract the strongest resistance in the Golden Dunes area, then the defenses of other targets will be as weak as an eggshell, and they will shatter at the slightest touch! In other words, if we can carry the other targets down, then we can survive and get the commission we deserve. If not......."

"So what should we do now?"

"Resist as much as you can, and pray sincerely!"