"Cannon !!"

Just as the survivors of Golden Gallen Harbor were excited about the invasion of the Legion, a cannon dormant in the woods in the southwestern part of Dog State and the border with Lion State also let out a deafening roar at the same time.

The rain of fire rushed into the sky and slammed into the ground, engulfing the battlefield thirty kilometers away in a boiling fire and smoke.

It was a 155mm gun sold by the Union to the Mammoth Nation.

At this moment, there are twenty-four guns deployed at the front line, forming a full battalion-level firepower group! One cannon after another continued to fire, and a full twelve rounds of dense fire were fired.

The coordinates of the shelling were located in the territory of Lion State, just after the 10,000 troops of Borneo had just withdrawn.

Although it was the territory of the Borneo Kingdom, now that the Southern Army had torn its face, the Moon Resistance Army didn't care so much.

With these twelve rounds of firepower, the offensive of the 172nd thousandth team of the legion finally came to a standstill, and was suppressed in the trench left by the 10,000th brigade of Borneo.

After more than 300 kilometers of rushing like a bamboo, the offensive of the corps finally came to a standstill.

And this is probably the biggest and most direct resistance that the front-line troops of the Southern Army have encountered since they came ashore to the present.

Standing next to a group of artillerymen, the Wolf of War is sitting next to a tree stump and meditating with his eyes closed.

After receiving the news from the front of Brother Dog offline, he immediately opened his eyes online and greeted the battalion commander next to him.

"It's time to withdraw!"

The response of the Southern Corps was swift.

While the mobile troops are moving forward, they can also complete the deployment of artillery positions in an orderly manner.

Although the steel airship is currently pinned down near Westsail Harbor, it is not the only support weapon of the Southern Legion.

According to the information detected by Brother Dog, the enemy artillery units have completed the preparation of counterfire, and it will not be long before the corrective fire will be fired.

The battalion commander was watching his subordinates reload and open fire, and when he heard the reminder of the good brothers of the alliance on the side, he suddenly poured cold water on his head, and his expression immediately became serious.

"Understood!"

Without any hesitation, after receiving the order, he held the walkie-talkie and immediately gave the order to retreat.

The soldier in the exoskeleton immediately stepped forward and put away the artillery bracket and expertly hung it on the back of the light truck.

They had practiced the whole set of moves countless times, and they had practiced it countless times when they were fighting against the Gray Wolf Army.

In less than a minute, the entire position was packed, and trucks towing artillery quickly withdrew from the prepared path.

Not long after they withdrew their front feet, a deafening roar came from the back of everyone's heads.

A corrected shell was the first to fall in the woods.

In less than half a minute, a rain of fire that was more intense than before covered in waves.

The flames and shrunnel of the explosion weaved through the woods, blasting the towering trees to the ground.

Looking at the shaking mountains and forests behind them, the soldiers sitting in the truck had a more or less frightened expression on their faces.

The Southern Army reacted much faster than the Gray Wolves, and they even had time to smoke a cigarette before leaving when fighting a guerrilla fight with Alayyan's troops.

And here's not to mention smoking a cigarette.

If it's ten seconds late, I'm afraid I'll have to lose a leg in the woods. "Did we just hit? Is the enemy's loss great?"

The battalion commander sitting in the truck was not afraid, but looked impatiently at the brother of the alliance and asked with an eager expression.

The warlike wolf glanced at V, and there was no signal on it for the time being, so he said calmly. "Our scouts are making sure, no hurry."

In fact, when he was offline, he had already confirmed the results of the shelling.

The previous round of fire covered the legion

It hurts, and the counterattack that is being fought back at the moment is not without the meaning of anger and corruption in it.

However, his human language is really not very good, and it is too troublesome to explain, so I don't bother to explain. The battalion commander didn't ask, but just looked at the noisy forest behind him.

The roaring artillery fire had been going on for some time, but it had no intention of stopping.

It can be seen that the preparation of the legion is indeed sufficient, and this posture is almost like raising the whole mountain.

However, this also happens to show that their strategic goals have been achieved.

Long before the engagement, Rassi had given instructions to the front line, requiring combat units at all levels not to stick to the battle line, and to use long-range fire and terrain to block the enemy's offensive as much as possible.

The brethren in Borneo had proved that positional warfare could not stop the advance of the legions.

They had to replace the sturdy ones with more flexible fronts, scatter the small drum forces over a wider depth, and wait until the enemy's large forces had penetrated deep into the hinterland before pounce on them and bite them hard, draining their vital strength in repeated tugging.

The sound of the cannon behind him was still noisy, but it had faded away in everyone's ears. They will go to the next position and wait for the next order from the division headquarters.

A young soldier of about fourteen years old held his rifle and muttered with his head buried in his head. "By the way, how many Willantes have landed this time?"

He was a recruit who had only joined the army a few months earlier, and he was also a native of the three northern states. When the little emperor came before, he wanted to practice the palace, so he was called to work in the past.

Later, the resistance of the Moon people came, and the little emperor fled with a group of nobles with his tail between his legs, and he had nowhere to go.

Then a young man about his age approached him, shoved a handful of LD-47 into his hand, and told him that if he could not find a home, he might as well come to the Resistance first, and that he would not only take care of the food but also divide the fields, so he joined in.

The veteran sitting next to him was a little older, but only in his early twenties, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke. "Based on our establishment, there are about thirty divisions."

Thirty divisions······

Hearing this number, many people sitting in the truck involuntarily swallowed, and even some veterans of the Resistance Army who had been through a hundred battles involuntarily grinned.

They thought they had enough people, but they didn't expect that there were many people on the other side.

At present, the Mammoth Country has only ten divisions, and only five divisions are deployed on the front line, and the other five divisions are still coming from the front line.

Although there are hundreds of divisions in the Borneo country next door, more than half of those guys are numbered, and the million-strong army can't even make up the equipment of 100,000 people.

Not only that, but these guys are also facing a very serious problem - that is, the change of equipment of the troops. Although the rifles of the Legion and the Union are both caliber 7, they are not the same type of ammunition after all.

Even the gray military uniform was only distributed to one-third of the troops, and the remaining two-thirds were basically the same as the miscellaneous army.

Even with the help of the Alliance, it was still a battle of disparity. One of the recruits couldn't help but mutter.

「.····· Can we win?"

The warlike wolf wanted to tell the truth, which was probably a bit difficult. After all, even the alliance had never directly fought a legion twisted into a rope, and it was hard to say how much chance the torn province of Borneo would win.

This is purely a rational analysis.

It is impossible to completely turn the tide of the battle just because they won the artillery battle once.

In less than a day after the start of the war, the Southern Army had already taken the entire coastline of the northwest corner of Lion State, pushing the front line to the area of Surak County.

If the alliance were to fight this battle, the speed of advance would probably not be faster than theirs.

But before he could say what was in his mind, the battalion commander sitting next to him put his hand on the recruit's shoulder and shook it vigorously.

"Absolutely!"

The voice was as firm as his unwavering eyes.

His gaze went beyond the present, as if he had seen a bright and beautiful future. He believed it without any doubt.

The warlike wolf sitting next to him was slightly stunned.

He didn't know where this guy's confidence came from, but he was surprised to find that this straggler had faith at some point.

These guys who don't know a single big word and don't understand any theories actually have their faith! It's incredible······

Like many rookie players in the Alliance, he used to look down on the group of Moon Clan Resistance Army, thinking that these guys without any guiding ideology and theoretical foundation could be a mountain king even if they stood up to the sky, and it was a fluke to be able to stop the Gray Wolf Army.

Now, however, he realizes that it may just be his own pride and prejudice, believing that "thought is not absolute" is "absolutely thoughtless".

The alliance wasn't built in a day.

When the Pioneer passed by Qingquan City, they were as small as ants on the side of the road.

Seeing that the surrounding pairs of eyes secretly looked at him, the warlike wolf was silent for a long time, and a faint smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said the smoothest sentence in this time.

"Don't ask such boring questions·····."

"Those beasts are just a little sharper in their teeth······ If you have sharpened your teeth, you and I will still be in the trees."

Hearing this funny metaphor, a burst of happy laughter rang out from the bumpy carriage.

Many of the Moon Clan soldiers were amused by the humor of this Alliance brother, and a smile appeared on their tense faces.

In particular, the commander of the artillery battalion laughed the most, and the cigarette in his mouth fell off.

However, the thirteen-year-old boy looked confused, looked at the brother of the alliance in confusion and asked.

"Why are you staying in a tree?"

In his cognition, the brothers of the alliance are the most learned people, and the entire army, from the platoon commander to the division commander, does not disrespect them, and will seriously refer to their advice.

Looking at the child who was supposed to be sitting in the classroom, the warlike wolf grinned, fiddling with the little ink in his stomach.

"There are many theories about the origin of man, and there is a saying that man was changed by monkeys." The child's eyes widened.

"But I'm a dog······

"It doesn't matter what you believe, what is that······ It's called a scientific thing, right?" The battalion commander, who had re-inserted the cigarette butt, interjected with a smile.

One of his fellow villagers had been to the North Island in the southern seas, and he had heard the word science from that guy's mouth.

This thing is a good thing, I heard that the survivors of the southern seas rely on that science,

They were more comfortable in a land the size of a palm than they were in a large plain, and a piece of clothing was more expensive than their lives.

And that's after bankruptcy.

Before going bankrupt, I heard that the people there were several times richer than they are now.

Warlike wolf: "······ Strictly speaking, it should be considered a deduction, after all, no one has seen the past with their own eyes. I don't know anything about this, so it's better to wait until you go back to school and ask your teacher."

The young man nodded as if he didn't understand, and then asked curiously.

"That······ Why did we come down from the tree again? Isn't it good to stay in a tree?" The warlike wolf said with a smile.

"That's a long story, it has to be from before the Age of Prosperity······ Even more distant than the classical era······

The sun sank into the sea, and the cloud-covered sky finally rained heavily.

The crackling rain fell on the muddy trenches, and in the puddles that were neither deep nor shallow, holding an arm that had fallen somebody.

One didn't pay attention, a Willant soldier was stumbling over the broken arm when he stepped over the trench, and almost fell into a mouthful of mud, but fortunately the Captain of Ten next to him grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up.

"Watch the soles of your feet, this

If it's a mine, you're dead."

I've heard that the alliance has artillery mines, and it's not that hard to deploy. The soldier swallowed the saliva mixed with the rain and lowered his head in shame.

"Yes

Pete glanced at the recruit and didn't say anything, just set his eyes on the messy battlefield ahead.

This was the Borneo position, and the Borneo troops had just withdrawn from here on the front foot, and their friendly 172nd thousand-man rear foot was filled in.

However, not long after that, artillery shells came from the northeast mountain and forest area, and more than 20 155-mm guns fired a full 12 rounds of barrage.

According to friendly sources, they had a detachment of 100 men right in the center of the barrage and had lost contact since the beginning of the second round of shelling, hoping that the 171st thousand-man brigade stationed nearby would send a unit over to see what was going on with their troops.

The 170,000 men advanced too fast, and the rear was attacked by air raids, and many reinforcements could not keep up, so they were forced to switch from a rush to consolidate their current positions.

The brothers of the 172nd Thousand Troop are now inconvenient to leave their positions, and they can only rely on friendly troops from the same 10,000 Troop.

The bombed hundred-man squad was also unlucky, and Pete heard that they were counting the rags captured from the Borneo army positions. As a result, I didn't expect to touch the tatters with one hand, and then I touched the jackpot when I turned my head, and was named by the opponent's artillery.

The artillery fire covered so quickly and so decisively that there was probably a Crescent Resistance reconnaissance unit nearby to report information.

Upon the discovery of enemy artillery fire and the radio signals directing the shelling, the 170,000th Squadron immediately deployed its own artillery unit. However, before their counter-shelling began, the other side had already ceased fire and was moving away.

These guys are as cunning as rats, and he has to admit that they do have some underestimation.

But it's not too late to correct it.

Immediately after returning to the team, Pete was assigned a new mission, to a friendly position that was being shelled. They need to check the condition of their allies while cooperating with the remaining allies to get the enemy's eyes out.

"Damn ·····."

Looking at the messy battlefield, Pete couldn't help but curse, but he still gestured to his teammates next to him and searched forward.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was blowing, making the search very difficult.

In particular, they have to be careful to keep an eye on their surroundings, as they may not be the only ones who are moving around.

The mammoth scouts were nearby, and the Borneo soldiers were probably out of concern for the equipment they had left on the position, and they would hear the sound of artillery and kill them.

And this is also the reason why the 172nd thousand-man team did not dare to move, they had to be extremely careful before the airship returned to the front line.

Just as he approached a bomb hole, about to peek in, a rifle was suddenly pointed at his head.

"Don't move!"

In the darkness he saw a vicious eye, while the other was blindfolded with blood.

Noticing the high bridge of his nose, Pete let go of his rifle grip and signaled that he had no ill intentions. "My own people."

Just before he could speak, the man standing in the shadows apparently recognized his identity, pressed down the muzzle of the gun aimed at his head, and spat bloody on the ground.

"······ I just noticed, which unit are you?"

"A hundred-man squad under the 171st thousand." It was only then that Pete noticed that the emotional guy was a centurion with a rank higher than himself.

「171？」 The centurion froze, frowning and muttering, "What about our own people?" Pete said succinctly.

"They can't take care of you for the time being, so they asked us to take a look at your situation······ How many of you are left?"

The centurion grinned.

"The casualties are not too heavy······ Nine were dead and wounded

There are quite a few, there must be a dozen. The sanitation here is so poor and it's raining, I'm afraid they won't last long."

Are there really only nine dead?

Pete looked at him suspiciously, suspecting that he hadn't confirmed it at all, but he didn't ask more, but said immediately.

"Then let them go to a nearby farm, where we have a base of operations and medical personnel. Wait for the convoy from the rear to come over, and you can send them to the rear."

The centurion's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately agreed. "Okay! Then they will be handed over to you!"

"What about you?"

Looking at the centurion, who didn't seem to be planning to retreat from here, Pete asked subconsciously. The centurion flashed a hint of fierceness in his eyes, gritting his teeth and squeezing out a sentence.

「······ Those guys blew up Lao Tzu's brothers, and they can't just leave it at that."

Friendly casualties are only one aspect, and on the other hand, they are too humiliating.

In the previous round of shelling, it was not possible that the casualties of the entire 10,000-person team were contracted by their squad throughout the day.

If he doesn't get this field back, he simply doesn't have the face to be this centurion again!

Pete tried to persuade him to calm down, but he wouldn't listen to the advice of a mere ten-man when he wanted to come here.

「.····· You'd better be careful, I always have a feeling that the Alliance might have arrived."

"Oh, it's just in time!" The centurion pursed his lips and reached out and patted him on the shoulder, "The wounded are in the anti-artillery hole······ I'll leave it to you."

With that, he climbed out of the trench in the pouring rain and shouted towards the position.

"You can still move and get up with Lao Tzu! These dogs have finally finished farting and are going to do something special with Lao Tzu!"

"Oooh!" "Fight with them!!"

A roar of high morale rang out from the position, and soldiers in body armor and exoskeletons crawled out of the trenches one after another, and gathered murderously in the direction of the north.

The high-spirited roar drifted through the rain and toward the fields beside it.

The [Conduit Dog] lying in the field had a regretful expression on his face, and withdrew the small drone floating in the sky, turning off the V-screen that emitted a shimmering light.

"Damn, it's a pity... ....」

It is estimated that 20 or 30 people were killed in the shelling just now, and it was a bit of a waste to kill one person with an average of five shells.

If only there were artillery nearby.

Judging by the course of action of these big noses, they should still plan to continue north, if they can have another volley at this time, they will be able to take away this hundred-man team in waves.

But the artillery battalion in ambush in the mountains had been transferred, and at the moment he could do nothing but watch from the sidelines.

Rising from the field, Brother Dog carefully avoided the murderous group of Willant soldiers and groped in the direction of Surak County.

It seems that a team of 1,000 people has been driven there before, and he plans to go there and scout again before going offline, to see what the hell is going on······

Just when the front-line troops of the Southern Army were being bombarded by shells, the official website of "Wasteland Online" far away in another world was as jubilant as a holiday.

Facts have proved that people's joys and sorrows are not the same.

It is not the same as the Wilantes and the Brahminats, who wait in torment. For Wasteland Online players, before this fight began, they couldn't wait to go up and "persuade the fight".

As early as a few months ago, several bigwigs on the forum were analyzing that it was inevitable to go wrong.

And now the legion that is about to move is indeed as they expected, and the big knife planned by the dog is finally unable to hold it!

[Expansion Update: "Southern Barbarian Invasion"]

[Description: The Southern Army supported the puppet emperor Akbar Xilan to rebuild the Xilan royal court, and launched an armed invasion of the survivors of Borneo Province in the name of the puppet Xilan regime!]

This is not just a provocation to the peaceful order of the wasteland, but more

A renunciation of an ancient covenant! The survivors of the Alliance will not allow the Legion to expand east of the Great Desert in any way, and if they enter the battlefield under the guise of mercenaries, then let them see the power of volunteers! 】

[How to join: Sign up for volunteers on V and go to the front line, which is considered to be participating in the expansion event, and the expansion mission will be collected through V.] 】

[Event Rewards: In addition to the rewards obtained by completing the mission itself, the points obtained can also be exchanged for more rewards after the expansion is over, so stay tuned for details.] 】

[Risk Warning: There are few save points in this event area, and the situation is extremely complex, requiring registered players to have a sequence level of LV10 or above and more than 3000 contribution points.] 】

[Currently registered players: 27155 people!] 】