In the southwestern part of Haiya Province, under the silent ruins of the city, ugly heads are shaking.

I saw that under the dark light of the night, shirtless mutants were pushing carts full of cement scraps and other construction debris, humming and carrying them towards the construction site.

There were more mutant coolies and dwarf goblins on the site, working hard under the whip in the overseer's hand.

They relied on improvised engineering equipment to pack the garbage in woven bags, and then piled it up with crooked rebar to build the unreliable but barely fitting bunker.

This ruin, strewn with reinforced concrete, is a place that the heavens do not provide.

After all, no matter how pervasive the mycelium of Naguo is, it can't grow on concrete.

And that's not all.

The most important research institute of the torch is nearby, and many of the researchers are alive.

The attitude of the church and the treatment given to those who are valuable and those who are not, are obviously different.

However, these circumstances have changed somewhat recently.

As the situation on the front lines continues to deteriorate, the church has become less and less able to take care of the feelings of the people in the facilities.

Personnel who were originally engaged in research in Vault 20 still have the opportunity to go outside every day.

But since the mutants evacuated to the area, they have fewer and fewer opportunities to get out.

The mutant tribe stationed here is the Yandong clan that was once active on the Ten Peaks Mountain, and its leader is named Borudo Yandong, and there are about 5,000 people under his command.

After the defeat of the Beastmaster, he retreated to this area with his men under the orders of the new king.

The Torch Church provided them with plenty of food

Supplies, supplies, and animals for breeding, but they had to build their own positions.

Fortunately, this is not a difficult task for them, mutants are naturally good at imitation, and have the "power of thought" to turn decay into magic.

They can make a similar one from a distance by simply looking at the coalition positions, and even modify them according to their own needs.

For example, the fortress they are building resembles a monster made of garbage, with a staggered strip of bunkers and turrets on the ground, and tunnels of different depths adjacent to each other underground.

But even so, the current situation is not optimistic.

Now that the Coalition forces have landed on the coastline, the human stuff will be here sooner or later, and time is running out for them, and they must build bunkers above and below ground before the battle begins.

At the edge of the position, several goblins crouched beneath a crumbling concrete structure.

One of the goblins flocked to the branches in their hands and tried to make a fire out of the dead leaves they had picked up, roasting the rats they had just caught and killed.

However, seeing that the pile of fallen leaves was about to smoke, a thick slap suddenly slapped it on the back of the head, slapping it all away.

The goblin screamed, the grievances and fear that the voice couldn't tell.

"The apostle said, "You can't make a fire!" The alliance is in heaven, and they can see the light of the earth! The mutant captain said angrily, and walked up to teach the goblin a profound lesson, when a hand reached out next to him grabbed his shoulder.

"I made them make a fire."

The Commander looked sideways, and saw that it was a mechanized warrior who had grabbed its shoulder.

The man's body was muscular, and his head was half green skin, half silver-gray metal.

In the Yandong clan, the mutants who can be named warriors are all ruthless characters with strong individual strength, and their status is not inferior to centurions or even thousands.

The commander narrowed his eyes, but was not afraid of him, and only said in a warning tone.

"You want to disobey the orders of the patriarch?"

The warrior glared back at him without evasion, and squeezed out of his mouth word by word.

“······ Why should we listen to them? They're human stuff too!

The commander roared under his breath.

"They are different, they will help us!

"Help us? Do you call this helping us? We worked for them, believing that they could lead us to victory, and as a result, we lost all the way from Ten Peaks Mountain to here, and we didn't win a few times along the way! Now, we're even going to live a life of drinking blood, eating raw things like wild beasts, not even roasting meat!

The warrior stepped forward, his nose almost poking into its face, and continued viciously.

"Why are we messing with so many human things at once? Before the torch made such a big mess, they didn't have time to deal with us!

The Commander looked at it defiantly. "Are you scared?"

Not enraged by the provocation, the warrior glared back at it.

"I'm not afraid of those human things, I just don't think there's the need-"

Before it could finish its words, a sign of danger suddenly came overhead.

It was only a split second, and before he could react, the explosion sent him flying until it hit a broken concrete wall.

All that remained on the ground was a stump and severed arm, and the commander who had confronted him just now was gone.

It struggled to sit up, shook its head, and looked around in a daze with frightened and stunned eyes, not knowing what had just happened, only to hear the sound of panic and screaming from the field.

But it soon became clear to him.

I saw a flash of fire in the air, followed by a whooshing sound of breaking the air and the sound of the explosion resounding through the position.

The explosion came from a position 100 meters to his left, and the coolies who were carrying building materials were blown straight into the sky.

"Roar!"

The mutant warriors buried in the rubble let out an unwilling roar, trying to dispel the fear in their chests and trying to retreat from the heavenly threat, but found it useless.

The thunderous cannon roared continuously.

However, it was puzzled by how the Coalition had targeted the flames when they hadn't risen yet

At the same time, at an altitude of 1,000 meters, an "Overlord" transport plane with side hatches open was hovering under the impetus of four plasma plumes.

I saw a thick cannon barrel sticking out of the open side hatch.

Three players wearing exoskeletons stand behind the cannon, one busily aiming, one reloading, and one holding a telescope to see where the projectile hits.

"A direct hit! Grass, this cannon killed at least ten!

"Hahaha! Damn, it's so cool to carry this 155mm to the plane!

"I'll play two later—" "Reloaded!" ”

"Fire!!"

With a violent explosion, a thick firelight erupted from the side of the cabin, and the astonishing recoil pushed the huge fuselage slightly.

In less than a moment, the flames of the explosion quickly burst into the ground.

The flames and dust of the explosion engulfed more than a dozen mutants along with the goblin imps beside them.

In fact, it is completely superfluous for these guys to engage in "light control" on the position.

Under the overlook of the thermal imaging sights, the glowing figures were as bright as LED lights.

Some of the smart guys started lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, and the unsmart ones swarmed into a house.

"Drill into the ground! Fast! ”

With his eyes on the sight, Ice and Fire shouted to the loader behind him, and then the winch turned to aim the scope at a low concrete bunker.

There had been at least thirty or forty mutants running towards the place, and a few had blocked the doorway and hadn't even squeezed in.

The guys apparently didn't realize how stupid their actions were.

After calculating the advance amount, he did not hesitate to pull the fire rope, and the smoke of the explosion once again melted into the clouds outside the cabin.

The shell hit the top of the bunker directly, and the first level warhead was the first to burst through the concrete bunker, and then the second level warhead exploded, shaking the entire building.

But at this moment, a surprising scene occurred, the shell obviously only had two warheads, but the building that was hit exploded a third time.

And the power of this last explosion was not small, the crackling sound was like a firecracker, the dazzling fire directly raised the entire concrete building, and the wreckage of the explosion even flew into the sky at a height of 100 meters.

Not only were the greenskins hiding in the building and huddled in the doorway blown apart, but even the greenskins and goblins forty or fifty meters away were blown down by the shockwave and shrapnel.

The [Absolute Taste Duck Head] holding the binoculars widened his eyes and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Damn······ This is to give the ammunition depot to the ground?! ”

"Eighty percent yes," gesturing to the reloading force behind him, Brother Ice and Fire replied casually while looking for the next target, "Those guys just squeezed in and wanted to get a gun······ These guys aren't your average upright.

The continuous casualties apparently infuriated the mutants on the ground, and the anti-aircraft guns hidden in the rubble spewed tongues of fire, and tracer lights floated into the night sky like catkins, trying to drive away the "Overlord" hovering over the battlefield.

Seeing the situation on the ground, the steamed bun man sitting in the cockpit pushed the valve that increased the output of the engine, and the plume from the four-seater plasma engine began to pull longer.

"Stand firm!"

Hearing the sound coming from the communication channel, the three players standing by the side hatch sat back in their seats and fastened their seat belts tightly.

At the same time that the Overlord transport aircraft, modified with 155-mm guns, accelerated to dodge, four

The P-2 "Lightning" attack aircraft entered the battlefield from the south side!

Each attack aircraft locked on to two anti-aircraft positions, and then opened fire almost at the same time, raining down 37mm armor-piercing incendiary bombs towards the ground!

"Porphyry!"

The mutants crouching in the anti-aircraft position were so focused on firing at the gunboat flying in the sky that they didn't even have a chance to hear the roar of the cannons, and they were torn to pieces by the rain of fire falling from the sky along with the bunker next to them.

The smell of roasted meat filled the entire position, and countless mutants and goblins scraped by shrunk fell on the shattered battlefield and wailed, without even seeing where the enemy was.

P-2 "Lightning" attack planes flew swiftly above the dust from the explosion.

"Well done!"

Looking at the mess on the ground, Brother Mantou shouted in the communication channel with a smile, then retracted the electric door that was almost pushed to the end, and stepped on the rudder to drive the plane back to the predetermined attack trajectory.

The 155-mm gun, attached to the rails, re-drew to the hatch and extended to continue firing.

The mutants, whose air defenses were completely paralyzed, had completely lost their means of resistance and began to retreat towards the bunkers, trying to endure the air raid by shrinking the defensive line.

However, they obviously didn't realize that the alliance's operation tonight didn't intend to collect a few heads, and the four "Overlords" full of airborne troops of the Burning Corps had already chased the tail behind the P-2 "Lightning" attack aircraft to the battlefield!

Seeing that the airborne troops were approaching, Brother Mantou glanced at the situation on the ground, and then switched the communication channel and shouted.

"The enemy air defense positions are paralyzed, ground units are moving into bunkers!

"Brothers of the Burning Corps, it's your turn!"

A brief rustle of electricity came from the communication channel, followed by a sonorous reply.

"Roger!"

At the same time as the words fell, a parachute bloomed in the night sky, and a warrior wearing an exoskeleton took advantage of the noisy evening breeze to pounce on the battlefield from the air.

The mutants hiding in bunkers at the moment did not realize that a battalion of mechanized infantry had quietly landed above their heads.

These fighters are the elite of the Alliance!

Although they don't have the Jungle Corps expertise in slaughtering mutants, their combat effectiveness is unquestionable!

They are ready to burn the evil that erodes the order with the flames that burn in their chests, and bring death to the enemies of the Alliance with the blades in their hands!

"Attention units! This operation is codenamed 'Quicksand'! The goal is to wipe out all the enemy's living forces!

"There is no plan to retreat! Everyone fights until the last moment! Until the enemy or we all fall!

"Free fire!"

A roar of morale echoed through the communication channel, a flame of excitement burning in a pair of pupils under the helmet.

"Yes! p; "Yes!!"

The first to reach the concrete bunker was a platoon of a battalion and two companies, thirty players wearing exoskeletons divided into three-by-three squads, like a sharp dagger, stabbed the mutant soldiers hiding in cover from nine different directions.

Obviously not expecting to encounter the ground forces of the alliance, these greenskins were taken aback, and in a panic took out their weapons to fight back, but they were still caught off guard.

The sudden sound of gunfire echoed through the tunnels, and in the face of the rain of bullets, mutants fell one by one, and in a few breaths lay a corpse at the door of the first line of defense of the bunker.

"Rush forward! Plug them up! The mutant who had been sent to the front to replace the fallen commander roared loudly, pushing the minions around him and rushing forward.

Amidst the shouting and shouting, a team of 100 people who had finally gathered together finally rushed to the antechamber of the bunker and engaged in an exchange of fire with the Alliance soldiers who had attacked through the main entrance!

The dense rain of bullets shuttled through the narrow space, and the battle situation was extremely scorching!

With his shoulders pressed against the cover, he gestured to the brother next to him, who then drew his flare gun and fired it forward.

The flare slammed into the wall, and then it was silent, as quiet as a stone.

However, the restless high-frequency radio waves had already transmitted the attack coordinates to the night sky!

"The artillery is in place! Beware of concealment! He roared, and then stopped firing first. Roger that! ”

The players who answered also buried their heads, pressed their helmets against the cover, activated the buffer plug-in, and prepared for the shockwave.

Seeing the firepower on the opposite side die down, the mutant centurion who was in command at the front line suddenly looked happy.

Just when it thought it had succeeded in suppressing the intruders with ferocious fire, a deafening explosion came overhead.

In a trance, it saw with its peripheral vision that a black shadow had pierced through the concrete dome above its head, and then smashed straight behind it not far behind.

"Boom!" Billowing dust!

Before it could look back to see what had happened, the flames of the secondary explosion pulled it out of cover and threw it to the ceiling!

"Whew-!!"

In the unwilling roar, the bunker's first line of defense was quickly breached, and the ground was littered with broken pieces of flesh and a patch of green limbs.

"The first line of defense has been won! Assaulting the second line of defense! ”

"What about casualties?" "Not yet!" "Well done!

Listening to the good news from two hundred meters away, the murderous dagger who had just touched the ground with his feet couldn't help but praise excitedly.

According to the intelligence, there are probably more than a thousand mutants stationed in this area.

If this momentum continues, it is unlikely that their battalion of more than 400 brothers will be able to directly kill the mutant position and stab this feint bayonet directly into the heart of the Torch Church!

Thinking of this, he yelled excitedly in the communication channel.

"Go on the offensive! Don't give the enemy any respite!

Yin Yang responded excitedly. "Yes!"

The team that stormed the bunker continued to push forward, fighting the mutants who came up from behind!

The bloody grind finally begins at this moment!

The mistakes that were originally pushing forward like a bamboo finally gradually felt a little difficult.

Especially when the aerial gunboat's ground-penetrating bullets are exhausted, more mutant big guys, "warriors" and even "champions" have been killed on the battlefield, and the situation on the battlefield has gradually become difficult.

These mutants are still a little different from the trash fish on Ten Peaks Mountain.

North Island Heavy Industries during the Charas period designed more advanced infantry weapons for them.

This includes specialized assault rifles for mutants that are designed to deal with polyethylene ballistic panels, as well as portable anti-armor weapons such as armor-piercing grenade launchers and bazookas.

These pieces of equipment, made by human engineers, take their physical strength to the extreme!

And that's not all-

As more and more players storm the bunker, the mutants stuck behind cover finally realize that tonight's attack is much more than just an air strike!

The coalition dispatched the Airborne Forces!

They don't plan to leave with one vote, they plan to take this place completely!

This battle will be related to the survival of the Yandong clan!

"Stop them! Do whatever it takes! ”

Borudo Yandong roared in the depths of the bunker, throwing away the half-eaten roasted whole man in his hand and straightening up his four-meter-tall, heavily armored body.

Its whole person is exaggerated like a monster.

And under the urging of its majestic roar, the greenskins fighting on the front line also cheered up one hundred and twenty spirits, "waaagh!! The ground roared and charged forward.

"······ Why are these greenskins fighting more and more?! Chopping off a green-skinned head with an axe, a power-based player couldn't help but complain.

Wiping the blood stains on the helmet mask, the machine gunner with the light machine gun cursed in a low voice.

"How many are there!! I'm running out of bullets!

Another player gasped.

"We ······ Killed at least a thousand! There's more than one team of 1,000 mutants here! It's hard to have a team of 10,000 people!

"Not so much······ That's too much of an exaggeration!

Stop the communication in the communication channel, and the murderous dagger feels a faint tingling on the scalp.

······ The dog said that the square is long! ”

Although he didn't know what was going on with this pass, he still scolded this dog thing.

Quickly switching communication channels, the Killer Dagger yelled loudly into the walkie-talkie.

"This is a battalion!

"There are more mutants on the front line than we thought, and we need ammo! Throw some more!

After a brief pause, an answer came from the communication channel.

"Supplies are on the way, and are scheduled to arrive in ten minutes with the Overlord gunboat. ”

Hearing that the gunboat of the Goblin Regiment had been killed again, the Murderous Dagger's face suddenly became happy, and he immediately switched back to the command channel and shouted to his teammates.

"Brothers, hold on! Our air support will be back online in ten minutes! ”

"Whoa!"

Hearing that the support was still 10 minutes away, everyone suddenly erupted in a high-morale roar, so that the mutants on the other side were startled, and for a while they couldn't figure out who the mutants were······

The boiling flames of war finally attracted the attention of the torch underground facilities.

Presumably, because he felt that the Yandong clan was still useful, or perhaps because he considered the possible consequences if the alliance's airborne troops were allowed to occupy this area, the commander of the torch finally couldn't help but send the "Holy Light" Knights, who were stationed at the entrance of Vault 20.

Unlike adjudication panels that carry out special operations missions.

The Knights of the Torch are somewhat similar to the Alpha Task Force in terms of their structure, and are more capable of frontal combat than the Inquisition's squads.

Soldiers dressed in heavy exoskeletons and even power armor lined up in a neat line, supporting the mutants' positions along the twisting bunkers.

At this moment, the murderous dagger did not know that danger was approaching him.

But if you know, I don't care.

After all, the battalion he was in was itself a feint operation, and even if he didn't make it all the way to the gate of Vault 20 to join the main attack force in the end, it would only be a pity.

At the same time that the fighting in the abandoned city area was heating up, the main force of the Burning Corps had been quietly deployed near the entrance of Vault 20 on the Viper transport plane.

It was a building of a pre-war pharmaceutical company.

It is no longer clear which company the building belongs to, but the main structure of the building is still intact.

Fixed cameras set up by torches are installed on nearby streets.

Not only that, but there are also drones patrolling nearby, and the security is not unguarded!

The torch probably knew that the alliance was equipped with a large number of thermal imaging equipment, so there were no patrols in the open, and most of the sentry posts were hidden in the shadows.

However, they apparently did not expect that the heavily guarded fortress had collapsed from within.

The silent streets were silent, except for the hum of drone propellers.

At this moment, a drone quietly detached from the original patrol route.

It flew silently past the window of an abandoned store, into the alley behind it, and then landed lightly at the feet of a power armor.

It flew very fast, and seemed to be a little excited, and almost crashed into a rusty trash can on the side.

···· Help me. ”

As Lao Bai stretched out his index finger and tapped twice on his helmet, an electronic sound mixed with electrical noise came into his ears.

Listening to the pleading voice, Lao Bai replied succinctly.

"We're here to help you, take us in now."

The drone floated up slowly, swaying up and down as if nodding.

"The surveillance has gone dark, and only the tribunal's adjudication team is left in the building, with a total of 27 people······ Please follow me and I will take you inside. ”

Lao Bai glanced back, raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, and waved it forward cleanly.

One hundred "Type Six" heavy exoskeletons and twenty "Xiaguang" power armor quietly appeared in the shadow of the ruins.

The murderous armor glowed coldly in the night, and the barrel of the gun with a black hole.

Although there is only one company of troops standing here, in terms of combat effectiveness alone, they are confident that they will not lose to any of their own regimental-level combat units.

That's why they don't worry about it being a trap at all.

Even if it is, it doesn't matter.

Just step on this place!

At this moment, the hunters stationed in the abandoned building with the adjudication team were unaware of the imminent threat, and they had no idea that the surveillance outside and the drones patrolling were all taken down by the ghosts in the shelter.

Tonight's evening style was noisy, and he felt a slight chill in his neck.

He was still thinking about what the Son had said to him earlier—

"The kingdom of heaven in Haiya Province is irretrievable, but that doesn't mean we've lost······ So it means we're abandoned. ”

It's really hard to understand that they have other hole cards in their hands, and if they do, they won't wait until the Alliance lands on the Death Coast.

Thinking of this, the hunter had a bitter smile on his face.

Although he knew that the Forerunners planned to leave, he didn't have the idea of being betrayed in his heart, but more just helplessness.

The legacy of the Post-War Reconstruction Commission is too deep.

In the face of the encirclement and suppression of the old forces, they were isolated and helpless, and they had no chance of winning at all.

Perhaps the coming of the Kingdom of Heaven is indeed a bit hasty, and it would be nice to be more prepared.

For example, when legions, academies, and corporations are in a mess with each other, or when they are drawn into other larger crises······

Just then, footsteps were heard behind him.

The hunter was suddenly startled, and turned his head sharply to see a power armor standing there.

It was a pre-war model, and it seems to be called "Dragoon"!

But it doesn't matter what it's called, this guy is obviously not his own!

He didn't have time to think about why this power armor was here, so without saying a word, he removed the Gauss rifle on his back, opened the safety and prepared for battle.

However, the man didn't seem to see it, or didn't care if he did, but just took off an inconspicuous-looking axe.

It's kind of like a fire axe.

However, the hunter was not angered by this, and just stared intently at the guy in front of him, carefully searching for flaws in the power armor.

"What is the adjudication panel······ I've heard that the newcomers to the Corps have suffered a lot from you.

Looking at the guy in front of him who was also wearing power armor and posing like a great enemy, Lao Bai smiled heartily and said.

"Let's have two tricks."