After confirming the other party's intention, although he knew that the other party's mind was not necessarily simple, and at the same time, he would never be as obedient as he revealed, but David still chose not to refuse.

After all, the relationship of mutual use is a norm, especially in this cruel and changeable environment, anyway, it is led by yourself, what are you afraid of.

Just after the group confirmed the planned march route and the follow-up ambush plan for the last time, David waved his hand to Emily, a little android girl of the second generation who was still standing at the gate of the manor, still looking a little blank.

After seeing the latter's equally abrupt wave in response, he pulled Lily, who was also excited, into the Humvee, which was kindly sponsored by Karina.

As David and the other big men sat down, it was obvious that the wheels of the Humvee had sunk in a circle.

Luckily, the car was purpose-built, and the rear row was extremely spacious, otherwise it wouldn't have been enough to fit them.

Immediately, the large force began to set off in order, but instead of choosing to carry out a group operation like the artificial human army, they dispersed all the personnel in the direction of the center of the continent towards the designated strongholds.

Now that it has been calculated that Garda Fang is likely to choose to take advantage of this opportunity to release new people to mix in the group of high-level evolutionaries who are ready to target him, then it is natural to make targeted arrangements.

It is only a high-level evolutionary, and it is difficult for them to pose much threat to David, so according to speculation, eighty percent of those people will wear power armor and be disguised as peacekeeping soldiers to find a reason to descend together.

So the initial plan was to seize the various positions suitable for ambush before dawn, and then directly attack the near-Earth spacecraft that dropped supplies and personnel with heavy weapons, so as to force it to descend directly on the peacekeepers wearing power armor.

Then turn the fire to directly block those power armors, not to destroy them all, just the power in his hands can't do it at all, but it also has to maximize the stimulation of the nerves of the upper echelons of Garda.

Preferably, it is possible to attract the suppression forces of the larger rebellion and then lure them all together to the underground ruins.

After all, it is a relic of the Spark Council, even if the remaining AI self-defense measures still exist, without any relevant permissions and many clues, it can only use a large amount of cannon fodder to forcibly explore and consume its defense methods.

The Hummer swayed gently in the wasteland, and since the shock absorption of the car was not too bad.

There was still some time before dawn, and the bored Desert Night took out a bottle of aged vogart from the sideboard in the back seat, and poured a glass for Miller, the black man next to him, who seemed a little cowering because he had not changed his mindset.

Immediately, he shook the wine bottle to David in the front passenger seat, and asked in a rough voice, "Your Excellency David, do you want to have a drink?" ”

David had originally planned to refuse, because he was not an alcoholic, especially when he was about to set foot on the battlefield and had to keep a clear head.

But after thinking about the big scene that will happen next, although they haven't known each other for a long time, and most of them use each other, no one dares to guarantee that they will live until the next meeting, so they nodded with a smile, and even filled a glass to Edward who was driving and Lily who was joining in the fun.

"How can I say it, live! Cheers to acquaintances! ”

"Ding!"

The wine was still good, and David glanced at each other, and then drank it all.

Edward, on the other hand, looked at the object in the quilt, and for a moment did not know what the past had remembered, his eyes were slightly red, and then he raised his glass and drank it, and threw the empty cup towards the wasteland outside the window.

The march of the group was smooth, and the smooth ones were somewhat unexpected.

It may also be the reason why the dawn is approaching, most of the people are conserving their strength for the upcoming supply dispute, and the group of mercenaries who have dispersed have not been ambushed, and they have sent reports through the communication port after arriving at the designated stronghold.

At the same time, Davy and his party also reached a ruin not far from the river, the ancient castle on the hill that had been cut off by the main cannon of the Scarlet Blade.

With David's authorization, Edward and Miller began directing the group of soldiers to begin repairing the makeshift position, while placing six anti-aircraft cannons at the firing point.

Deserted Night, on the other hand, played what he did best, leading another team of scouts to sneak around to set up a cordon before dawn, and at the same time conduct a reconnaissance before the battle, so as to prevent some unsuspecting players from coming to disturb the trouble.

The long night passed quietly, and the dawn came quietly.

Around six-ten-point, the sky was still shrouded in dim, lead-gray clouds.

And at the end of the horizon, a faint but dazzling morning light began to dawn on the frost-covered earth.

With a low humming sound, a newly appointed near-Earth spacecraft flew out of Garda's spaceport, pierced through the clouds, and appeared in front of everyone's eyes as a small black dot.

And at this moment, the originally quiet dawn was broken by a sharp whistling.

More than a dozen shells crossed the perfect parabola in the sky, crossed the banks of the Yangtze River, and landed on the ground of the blue camp.

Accompanied by more than a dozen pillars of fireworks rising in the air, under the shock wave, the surrounding trenches of the strongholds, which had long been dilapidated, collapsed like sandcastles by the sea, and then a few surviving but embarrassed black shadows began to scatter and flee.

After a brief delay, the earth-shattering explosion was finally heard.

"There are always people who can't bear the loneliness and want to give each other a dear good morning gift first." Araya, who had already completed his reconnaissance patrol mission, squinted his eyes and smiled, looking at the explosion in his vision.

It seems that this is the daily life of the Garda battlefield.

The ruins of the base chosen by David and the others were still several kilometers away from the bombed stronghold, but the wind was already full of heat and scorch!

David: The reason why they chose this stronghold was to avoid these conventional shelling ranges that would inevitably cause trouble, and at the same time, they could retreat into the ruins as soon as possible, and it was just right to use this ruin as a stronghold at the moment.

And as Araya said, this shelling was just a greeting after dawn.

It is foreseeable that with the arrival of supplies and even new people in the sky, this kind of shelling will become commonplace, and may even be hit by tactical missiles.

Sure enough, as time went on, the thrilling whistling of shells and deafening explosions began to ripple across the battlefield.

You can even see the shattered chariot parts and the bloody stumps of humans flying up as fireballs rise into the air.

On the top of David's armor, a red helmet ribbon tied up by Lily's prank, was fluttering with the wind, feeling the trembling rhythm from the earth, and finally feeling that the breath of war was coming.

However, his enemies are not the poor androids and players on the riverbank.

His enemies, above the firmament!

Just when everyone was engrossed in staring at the near-Earth spacecraft that was about to enter the firing range, ready to give it a head-on blow and usher in the wrath of the firmament, the near-Earth spacecraft that was constantly dropping newcomers suddenly seemed to choke...

After only a moment, its hull suddenly exploded violently, billowing smoke, and finally it was like a falling meteor, towards Davy and them, no! Falling towards the Yangtze River in the center of the continent...

As if he had foreseen his own end, like a shark convulsive vomiting, it instantly spit out a large black shadow, countless people and materials, and smashed down like a cover of the sky.

"Can anyone tell me... What the hell is going on?"

Miller, a black man who was operating an anti-aircraft gun, watched the sky almost blankly, as a half-burned cigar fell into the dust from its mouth...

This completely unexpected scene not only caught David and his group off guard, but even the android army and players who were originally engaged in the battle were all stunned, and the battle that had just raged directly came to a standstill.

It was David who reacted first, watching the hordes of power armor in the sky fluttering down with a parachute, and immediately ordered to the communication end:

"Go straight to the Phase B battle plan, goal! All Power Armor! ”

"Fire!!"