Chapter 914: True and False Smart People
The creaking of the tracks mingled with the chirping of cicadas on the side of the road, but the victorious squad was dead silent.
Not long ago, they raided a village at the foot of a mountain with infantry in wheeled armored vehicles.
There were few decent houses in the whole village, and the only things of value were diesel generators and tractors bought from the people of Willant.
It was also thanks to the brothers of the scouting team that they were able to find this hellish place.
There is not even a decent road from Milyans County to this village.
Of course, it was the Borneo soldiers who were even more hateful.
The guys left the looted equipment and supplies here, and even encouraged the villagers to attack them, so they could only open fire on the villagers......
At least thinking about it will give them some comfort.
Carver remembered that on the way to the battlefield, the gunner of the squad, Walker, kept yelling to break his "111" record, and the correspondent Jesden and the loader Joe were blushing and fighting over which bar in Seasail Harbor was more beautiful.
And now, Valker didn't say a word as if he was dumb, and he didn't say a word about how many of them he had killed.
Jesden and Joe were still chatting with each other, but the stiff topic was so awkward that people couldn't help but clasp their toes.
At the end of the day, only his commander, Buck, remained as silent as ever, always doing what he had to do and saying what he had to say.
Carver suddenly remembered that it seemed the same from his time in Nevernight Harbor.
Everything seems to have changed, and nothing seems to have changed......
For a moment, a thought occurred in Carver's mind that he had never had before.
At that time, he had not picked up the conscription flyer, but had walked two more steps to the familiar farmer's market and used the scholarship he had saved to buy a tractor and drive home.
The one at home happens to be old.
His father was always talking about getting a new one, and he was going to surprise the old man, but like most of the Willantes, he went to the recruiting point with the leaflet in his head, shouting that he would sit in the tank for the marshal.
However, after walking onto the battlefield in a daze, he found that what he saw and heard was completely different from what he had imagined......
Thinking about it, he unconsciously lost his mind.
At that moment, a broad palm grabbed his shoulder.
"Look at the road."
The captain's voice jolted Carver out of his distraction, and he stepped on the rudder to drive the tank back into the blur, finally not driving one of the tracks into the ditch.
To temper the stiff atmosphere in the carriage, Joe smiled at him.
"You can't do it, or you might as well change to Valker."
"Okay." Carver smiled awkwardly, knowing this.
However, Valker, who was sitting not far from the back of his head, just sat there in silence as if he hadn't heard.
The atmosphere was cold again.
A group of people were silent.
Carver had expected to spend the rest of the day in silence, but a shrill and short hum suddenly burst into his eardrums.
"Whewββ!"
The flickering flames were like daggers tearing through the jungle, dragging a narrow white smoke towards the wheeled armored vehicle that was driving not far in front of them.
Sparks from the explosion flew in all directions, followed by black smoke from the hood of the armored car.
The rear door of the wheeled armored car slammed open, and the soldier in the exoskeleton quickly jumped out of the compartment with a rifle.
At the same time, the sudden sound of gunfire came from the woods, and the tracer light rained down on the Willant squad using armored vehicles as cover.
"It's Iron Fist! , our bazooka! Carver yelled, instinctively pulling the handbrake.
The carriage was in chaos, and the loader Joe quickly slipped a high-explosive shell into the chamber, while the communicator, Jesden, yelled into the radio in an attempt to reach his teammates in front of him.
The encounter broke out in an instant, and everyone was in combat mode almost instantly!
"It's a guerrilla!"
"Ten o'clock!"
"Fire!!"
Valker's movements were still as swift as before.
The steady blow burst through his chamber with a roar, exploding into a spark in the woods not far away.
He didn't stop, a high-explosive shell was fired, and then he quickly adjusted the muzzle of the gun, and used the tank's coaxial machine gun to fire into the woods.
Combined with the wheeled armored vehicle with its engine breaking down, the two vehicles fired a salvo of bullets to open a web of death in the dense woods!
The gunfire of the Borneo died down for a while, and it seemed that they had suffered a lot of casualties.
Soon, however, the sound of the gunfire, which had been silenced for a while, was reinvigorated, and it was even more ferocious than before.
Moments later, a rocket emerged from the jungle and hit the underside of the armored car's turret.
The metal jet pierced through the bulletproof lining and hit the ammunition rack hidden behind the armor unbiasedly!
"Boom ββ!"
The flames of the explosion swept away the turret of the armored car, and with it, the crackling explosion.
Caught off guard, the ten-man squad that used the armored vehicle as a cover was scraped down by the detonated ammunition, and the few remaining people were also embarrassed, and could only burrow into the woods under the strafing of machine gun fire.
"! We need to get out of here quickly! A grim-faced Buck punched hard in the carriage.
"The Borneos have come for revenge...... correspondent Joe's lips turned white with fright, and he trembled.
Jesden, the loader, was just as confused, stuffing shells into the chamber of the cannon and cursing "" in his mouth.
"Why is this time in the first place?! Why didn't they come early! β
There were no aircraft in the vicinity on mission, and they had no air support to call into.
Even if there were Air Force brothers who took off urgently from the airport in Xifan Harbor, it would be too late for them to arrive.
"Carver! Hurry up! Wait, what the hell are you doing! β
"The track is broken! I'll go down and fix it! Cover me! β
"Nope! You stay in the car and let Joe go-"
Captain Buck roared, but it was too late to stop him.
The hot-blooded Carver had already opened the hatch above the cockpit and went straight outside.
It might have been better to let the correspondent out, and it would have been safer to climb out from under the carriage, but he didn't know why he had done it.
Bullets whizzed overhead, but he didn't hear them.
The adrenaline rush had paralyzed his pain and fear of death.
War β
This is war!
Perhaps it was the blessing of the marshal, and not a single bullet from the sky fell on him.
He struggled to tear off the toolbox hanging from the back of the tank, trying not to pay attention to the bulging machine gun and roaring barrel, and rolled on his stomach in front of the track, trying to remove the broken segment and replace it with a new one.
However, at this moment, his good luck seemed to run out, and an armor-piercing bullet hit the side armor of the tank, which was not even two meters away from him!
The deafening explosion nearly shattered his eardrums, and the hot shockwave nearly knocked him unconscious.
Thanks to that's an armor-piercing bullet!
Swap for a high-explosive or something, and he'll probably be in Triumph City.
"ββ!"
The heart-rending pain in his calf sent Carver a gasp.
He didn't dare to look at the wound, but struggled to get up from the ground, picked up the fallen proglottid, and reattached the broken track almost by muscle memory.
Thanks to his tireless efforts, the tank was miraculously back in action.
And at this moment, Borneo soldiers with rifles rushed out of the jungle.
"Ahhh
"Kill!!"
Grabbing assault rifles, they fired to draw the tank's fire, and charged forward as if they were dead. And in the midst of the chaotic gunfire, one of them even held a sparkling explosive bag and yelled and pounced like a madman.
Almost instinctively, Carver pulled out the pistol from his waist and pulled the trigger at the man.
Spearmanship, which was trained at a military academy, came in handy.
A few thumping gunshots were even more effective than the coaxial machine gun, knocking the guy with the explosive bag to the ground.
The deafening explosion sounded again, and the diffuse shockwave hit his chest directly, and Carver snorted and fainted completely.
In a trance, he seemed to have auditory hallucinations, and heard the quarrels of his comrades in the carriage.
"We've got to go!"
"Carver is still outside!"
"It's too late!"
ββ¦β¦β
Maybe they didn't quarrel at all, but he felt a little better thinking about it.
As if it felt that it could not save him, the tank sped forward.
After all, it's light.
Even if the road conditions in this area are quite bad, it is much faster than running on two legs......
In a trance, Carver felt his collar being tugged at.
A crowd surrounded him and pulled him out of a puddle of mud.
A man with a bloody face pulled out a dagger, presumably trying to gouge out his heart alive, but before he could do so, he was stopped by another Borneo soldier.
"Enough, enough people have been sacrificed."
The man with his face covered in blood yelled at the man who looked like a chief.
"But he killed my brother! My dear brother! And that village! How to calculate this account! β
Carver gasped as he looked at the two of them, then at the hateful eyes around them, horror written on his face.
However, the officer's next words made him feel as warm as a spring breeze.
"They are also victims, and we are not the only survivors who suffer."
Later, the chief said something, and I don't know what incantation he recited, which actually calmed the man covered in blood and like a demon.
Carver watched him walk up and down in front of him, his Adam's apple moving up and down, wanting to say thanks, but unable to say it.
The man spoke first.
"Your name."
ββ¦β¦ Carver. β
"My name is Amin," Amin looked at him, reaching out and straightening his collar, "Carver, you're being captured." β
This man's conversation was not like that of a Borneo, and for a moment Carver had the illusion that he had traveled back to Eternal Night Harbor.
"I ...... Surrender. β
When he said this, he didn't have a trace of guilt in his heart, and even repentance and apology.
He remembered the villagers he had killed, although it was not the trigger he had personally pulled, but he was also sitting in the car at that time.
He thought of the young man carrying the explosives bag again, and although he would have died if he hadn't shot himself, he couldn't help but regret it......
"We accept your surrender," Armin smiled kindly at a ashamed Carver and continued in a gentle tone, "and we hope you cooperate with us." β
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Gray Wolf Army Headquarters.
Gopal, the commander-in-chief of the Gray Wolf Army, who was pacing back and forth in front of the map, lost his temper in a rare way, cursing and cursing.
"This bastard thing! I really forgot my last name! β
Operation North Wind was a resounding victory, far exceeding even the initial expectations, but he was not at all happy.
Because just now he received news that an army of 100,000 was advancing towards Snake State.
Such ferocious offensives were common on the northern front, but unprecedented on the southern front.
Unlike Gopal, Sava stood in the command tent with a calm expression.
It wasn't until Gopal finally calmed down that he spoke slowly.
"Mr. Zeid has said that with the character of the Willant, he will definitely come back with revenge. But don't worry too much, our enemies aren't monolithic inside. β
Gopal's heart moved, and he stopped and looked at the Zeid henchman.
"Then if we talk to the informant on the phone at this time, let the forces within the logistics system of the Southern Corps operate a little......"
Sava didn't wait for him to finish, but he interrupted his unrealistic thoughts with a light cough.
"No, this operation approved by General Gurion is intended to take this opportunity to knock on the logistics system of the Southern Corps. We have already offended some informants by not playing our cards according to common sense, and asking them for help for this kind of thing will only break the dark line that we have developed so hard. β
Gopal said with a deep sigh.
"What then?"
Savoy: "Bear with." β
Hearing this unexpected answer, Gopal's brow twitched violently.
"Then what if they enter Snake State?"
Sava smiled.
"That's right, Shah Rukh always stumbles behind our backs, wants to use us as cannon fodder, and wants to use us to squeeze oil and water, we just use our strength to make these 100,000 people fight a million-person posture!"
"If they don't have enough momentum, we'll build momentum for them! If Shah Rukh doesn't want to use his own guards to fill in the line, then he has to untie the rope around our necks and give us the gun! Give food! Give it to us again! β
As for the occupation of Snake State, it is not so.
From strategic considerations, it is unlikely that Gurion will spread his chips to the south, where the threat is least.
Completely offended his logistics system to death, and gambled on the outcome of the whole game of chess to get a piece of tasteless chicken ribs......
But if General Gurion was a normal person, he would not have done this.
Grove is still fantasizing about reversing the tide with his own cleverness and making Snake State another focus of the whole battle.
Really smart people follow the trend, and those who play smart will only be crushed to death by the general trend in the end.
Gopal's eyes flickered as he stared intently at Sava.
ββ¦β¦ Is it all Zeyd's idea? β
Sava smiled faintly, but did not answer directly.
"Except for General Grove's fake play that really surprised him, the rest was deployed by him personally. The Absec Commander had given him two problems, and now both of them were solved, which were almost impossible to solve. β
Gopal laughed when he heard this.
"Interesting, hahaha, really interesting."
After a while, he seemed to have had enough of laughing, and stared at Sava with a relaxed face.
"And what about this Grove? Although this guy is my subordinate, not listening to the command is a big problem, and I am afraid that he will have bad things in the future. If you want to do it, he can do it, you don't have to take my opinion into account, or even let me do it. β
"A person like General Grove is not bad by nature, but he takes honor more seriously, why should we deal with such a good person? Besides, the plan he brought also had your and sir's signatures on it, so wouldn't he be a slap in the face for ourselves and the face of the Alliance. β
Sava glanced at Gopal thoughtfully, and said in Zeid's tone.
"Good work deserves a reward, and there is a heavy reward!"
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ββ¦β¦ Recently, according to the reply of a reporter from this station stationed in Tiandu, Borneo Province, the Southern Front of Borneo launched a surprise attack on the troops of the Southern Army stationed in the vicinity of Wolf State in the early morning of September 11. β
"This operation is codenamed 'Operation North Wind', the commander is General Grove, the No. 2 person of the Gray Wolf Army, and the participating troops are led by the 1.01 million troops of Borneo, with a total of more than 90,000 people. In this operation, the relevant combat units invested a large amount of light equipment and manpower vehicles, and infiltrated into the area under the actual control of the Southern Army Corps to a depth of nearly 100 kilometers. β
According to an interview with General Grove himself by the Survivor Daily's Port Gollum Branch, the operation was a resounding victory. With only 2,000 casualties, the Southern Front army that launched the attack won more than 30,000 enemy annihilation! In addition, more than 50 logistics hubs and 17 production facilities were destroyed during the operation, and nearly 100,000 light weapons, nearly one million ammunition, 20 field guns and more than 200 heavy machine guns were seized. β
According to the information released by the relevant media in Xifan Port, this operation caused 500 Willant people and 3,117 servant soldiers to be killed and wounded. Although the Southern Corps lost 90 million dinars of military materiel in this operation, the damaged stations and production facilities were largely restored after a week of refurbishment. In addition, due to the use of drone units and new artillery, the southern front of Borneo also suffered nearly 10,000 casualties. β
"Due to the large discrepancies between the two sides in the number of casualties and battle damages, this station only states the statements of the two sides."
"In addition, the Absec authorities highly praised the operation and strongly condemned the brutal actions of the Southern Corps on the ground in Snake State, as well as the large number of civilian casualties caused during the counteroffensive. The spokesman of the Southern Legion said that he hoped that the guerrillas would not use civilians as shields, and that the Willant soldiers who participated in the war on the front line would defend the Legion's alliance with the Empire at all costs, and eradicate all rebels at all costs. β
At present, Shah Rukh, a powerful figure in the southern region of Borneo Province, who is on the cusp of the storm, has not expressed his position on this operation. However, according to our reporter's understanding, the operation was indeed signed by Shah Rukh himself and the senior management of the Gray Wolf Army. β
Previously, Shahuk's move in the face of the fall of Wolf State has been controversial in all walks of life in Borneo, and it is rumored that Shah Rukh's command has been in collusion with the internal forces of the Southern Legion. And now this powerful attack can be regarded as a response to many rumors to some extent. β
"Analysts at Golden Gallen Harbor claim that Operation North Wind, as the first large-scale offensive under Shah Rukh, may become a turning point in the current stalemate situation. However, some analysts said that in terms of scale and results, it is difficult for this operation to have a substantial impact on the strategic deployment of the Southern Corps, unless Shah Rukh invests more money. β
"After the incident, the Southern Army quickly dispatched the 60th and 610,000 troops and more than 100,000 servant troops to the south of Wolf State, and deployed a large-scale military operation codenamed 'Fallen Leaves', which seems to be a response to the 'North Wind'."
"In addition, according to sources in Saifan Harbor, a bust of General Grove has been added to the newly issued playing cards issued by the Southern Army Borneo Theater and marked with a bounty of 100,000 dinars."
"At present, the highest poker bounty in the series is still Ischer, and the bounty on him from the Southern Legion has increased to 5 million dinars......"
"In addition, this station once again reminds that it is illegal for any Union citizen to participate in a war not authorized by the Alliance authorities as a mercenary, and relevant practitioners should take orders through regular channels, and remember not to take risks......"
"Dawning City News reports for you!"
In the tavern of Acropolis, the TV set hanging from the ceiling of the bar is showing the news of Dawning City TV.
Speaking of this, Dawning City TV has also been around for some years.
I remember that when the Great Stone City was transformed, it was this TV station and the Daily Survivor of Dawn City that tracked and reported on the situation in the city, and now this TV station's vision has expanded to thousands of kilometers away.
It's the same as the cables of the Alliance.
Sitting next to the bar, the mercenary with a mechanical prosthetic slurp drank a beer and grinned at the screen.
"Grove...... It's a new name, and there are quite a lot of people in this Borneo province. β
The drunkard sitting next to him hiccuped and said with a sneer.
"You remember it wrong, he is the number two person in the Gray Wolf Army, and I am afraid that he will not be ranked in the entire Borneo Province."
This war has been fought for almost half a year, and a major event occurs almost every two days.
I'm afraid that only a guy like him who spends his time in a tavern after work all day long can remember the plot of every episode of the news program.
Because the print media and entertainment industry of the alliance is still in its infancy, although the alliance has gradually popularized a series of print media terminals such as televisions, it is the drunkards who need to rely on the news to drink the most.
The mercenary's expression was a little embarrassed, and he coughed and changed the subject.
"Gray Wolf Army...... What kind of thing is that, I haven't heard of it at all. β
"I don't blame you," the drunkard burped, "I sit and watch the news every day, and I haven't watched them appear on camera a few times, and that's probably their recent highlight." β
As soon as his words fell, another middle-aged man sitting next to him interjected with a smile.
"I don't think you have a good memory, these guys obviously made headlines a few times last year."
This opened the conversation, and everyone sitting at the bar began to talk.
"When you say that, I remember, the guys who feed the fish on the edge of the fries port?"
"And at the port of Golden Gallen, the Burning Corps that was retaliated back drowned in the Yongliu River."
"Haha, it's all old yellow calendars in the flooded river, I heard that this unit has been trained by McClen, and there are also many outstanding officers."
"McClan ......"
"Isn't that still a defeat."
"Hahaha."
The tavern was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and there was laughter and laughter in front of the bar.
I heard that McClen helped the Xilan Empire a lot, but after the empire became chaotic, this guy lost his voice, and he didn't know what bad water was holding in his stomach.
Of course, maybe this guy has been reformed by the alliance and has changed his former life again.
As for the guy named Grove, no one remembered his name.
But that's normal.
Isn't the number two person in a certain army in Borneo Province, thousands of kilometers away from the Alliance, a nobody to the survivors living in Geumcheon Province?
I want them to remember that they have to have a nine-figure deposit or do something earth-shattering.
The last time there was a news about Dawning City, I'm afraid they would forget the name in two days......
Other news began to play on the television, not least the time spent on the proposal submitted by Settlement 1 to establish a migration office.
This is probably the most controversial topic in the league in recent times.
While the proposal was criticized by activists as well as the "regulated", it was still widely supported by conservatives as well as coalition citizens.
After all, from a realistic point of view, who wouldn't want their identity to be worth a little more?
Not to mention the fact that a series of unpleasant things happened before.
The Coalition Council has formally received the application from the Local Council of Settlement 1 and is openly considering whether the proposal is unconstitutional.
However, it is clear that the local delegates of Settlement No. 1 are well prepared and are unlikely to make any mistakes in such details.
The proposal will probably go to the voting soon, and there is no suspense about its pass.
After all, the representative who made this proposal was supposedly a radical.
It seems that strengthening the management of immigration has unwittingly become a consensus among radicals and conservatives alike.
While the people in the tavern were talking about other topics, the mercenary sitting at the bar was still thinking about the news about Borneo before.
The war there became more and more lively, and he couldn't help but think about going there to make money.
It wasn't that he wanted the bounty, he wanted silver coins and not dinars, and the source of his wealth was not easy to explain.
He mainly thought that the combat prosthetic body on his body was becoming more and more difficult to make money in the eastern part of the Central Continent, so it was better to go to Borneo Province to re-employ.
Taking a sip of beer in his mouth, the mercenary muttered.
"But then again, I didn't expect the highest target of the Legion's bounty to be a Borneo."
"It's called Isher, that guy heard that it hurt enough to beat the Southern Army in the three northern states." The drunkard on the side said with a smile, as if proud of his good memory.
Another guy next to him interjected and said with a smile.
"After all, it's a poker issued by the Southern Legion Borneo Provincial War Zone, and if you don't print the heads of the Borneos, will you be printed?"
The mercenary asked on a whim.
"Anyway, who is the person with the highest bounty in the entire Southern Legion?"
"I heard it's our manager."
Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't speak, and it took a long time before they sighed.
ββ¦β¦β
"Damn, these Willantes really dare to think about it."
"I'm thinking about fart, I want to touch that adult, first step over Lao Tzu's corpse!"
"Hey, it's really your turn to pretend at that time?"
Maybe Chu Guang himself doesn't remember those trivial things, but everyone here remembers that he once smashed the monsters of the Torch Church into pulp with a swing of his hammer, and led the residents of Vault 404 to rush to the land corrupted by the plague.
Of course, there is an element of exaggeration, but in fact, it is not too much.
Perhaps it is precisely because of these more and more outrageous prestige that there are many Wilantes in the alliance, but no one dares to worry about the bounty of hundreds of millions.
Of course, it could be for some other reason.
The Master did have the wastelanders in mind.
Whether it's the Wastelanders of the Eastern Provinces or the Willantes from faraway worlds......
At least the people who rallied around him stood together for the same goal.
(End of chapter)