Chapter Forty-Nine: The Great One Is Coming

When Ivanov returned to the defensive line, he was left with only one overseer. The rest of the soldiers were gone.

"Phew, a bunch of garbage."

Ivanov spat on the ground, looking unpleasant.

He organized the cowards to go into battle so that they could fight the cultists under his own supervision. Maybe they are not strong in combat and lack combat awareness, and they will not survive long on the battlefield, but it doesn't matter to Ivanov!

Ivanov brought them into battle and did not think about taking them back again. Even if it is death, it is necessary to die on the battlefield and waste a few more bullets on the enemy. This is a small contribution to the Empire.

So what made Ivanov angry was not the total annihilation, but the consumption of bullets. After seeing the cultists, they immediately turned into deserters, and Ivanov had to order a large number of people to be shot, which allowed the deserters to return to the battlefield.

Originally, I wanted to use the lives of these people to consume the enemy's ammunition, but now that I calculate, it is really hard to say who wastes more bullets between the cultists and Ivanov.

Thankfully, the waste has played a role. Relying on the deaths of these people, Ivanov was able to find out the military intelligence of some cultists. Just two blocks away from this last line of defense, there were already reconnaissance units of cultists. The flames of war are about to burn here.

Ivanov is disappointed with the current performance of the members of the council, but he still needs their leadership. He must immediately inform the Council of the fact that the cultist army was about to arrive and prepare them.

When Ivanov returned to the command room, he found that the members of the council were busy again. It's as if when the council was first formed, everyone worked together for the sake of the empire and against the cultists.

The previous decline was swept away. Although the members of the council in front of them were still those people, they had an extra courage to break through the cauldron.

The corners of Ivanov's mouth unconsciously rose slightly, and his irritable heart became a little more stable. He stepped forward to inform the councillors of the information he had sought.

"Looks like we're running out of time. Although the new soldiers have not yet been trained, they can only be sent into battle as soon as possible. ”

After receiving the information, the House of Representatives began to actively discuss countermeasures. But it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, so she can only send recruits to the battlefield at present.

Half of the nests have now been turned into battlefields, and due to the loss of some large factories, the soldiers are currently running out of ammunition in counterattacks. These newly formed corps could not even be uniformly rationed, and various models were mixed. But even so, this is what the council barely managed to get together by digging out all the old stuff in the warehouse.

If it is said that the combat effectiveness of the previous groups of troops is far greater than that of the cultists. Then this group of troops can only be said to be slightly stronger than the cultists.

That's right, the combat effectiveness of the cultists is so low, even the recruits are inferior. Although they are very numerous, they do not have a high share of firearms. Most cultists have some melee weapons in their hands, such as steel pipes and iron pieces. Only a small percentage of people own firearms.

Moreover, their marksmanship can only be said to be half a pound and eight taels compared to this batch of recruits, which is difficult to compliment. If it weren't for the fact that the cultists had the blessing of the evil gods, their physical abilities were slightly enhanced, their melee skills were not weak, and they were able to maneuver the soldiers with their numerical and melee superiority in complex cities, this battle would have ended a long time ago.

The combat effectiveness of the cultists is generally like this, but the group of cultists in front of them who can break through multiple blockades and fight all the way from the upper nest to here are enough to be called the elite of the cultists. They also picked up weapons from the corpses of many soldiers along the way, and the equipment was okay. Therefore, their combat effectiveness is much stronger than that of ordinary cultists.

And this group of recruits who are put into the battlefield are much weaker than ordinary soldiers, so that the two sides on the battlefield will meet opponents in chess, and they will meet good talents, and the fight is inseparable.

The combat effectiveness of both sides was very poor, but the fighting was still going back and forth, and the intensity was abnormal. Slowly, though, the cultists realized that something was wrong.

Originally, these cultists were addicted to food and had poor skills, and they finally met an opponent who was evenly matched, and they wanted to have a good fight. Show the Evil God what you're capable of. But they found out how the soldiers on the other side had become like veterans of a hundred battles after a few days of fighting.

It's not that the recruits are all talented, it's that they have expert guidance - street fighting guides from gang members. The Lower Nest Council took their experience from certain gangs in exchange for a guide book to distribute to the soldiers. Let them learn on their own on the battlefield.

Since there is no time to sweat during training, save a little more blood on the battlefield. After these few days of actual combat, this group of immature newcomers has become qualified soldiers. There may still be a gap with the elite, but it is enough to deal with the cultists.

Although in general the strength of the cultists was greater than that of the Xiachao troops, due to the excessively long and scattered forces of the cultists, the battle line was not stable, and many of the troops were pinned down in the rear. So at the moment, the number of people on both sides is about the same, about 10 million, and the cultists have no numerical advantage and begin to be pressed and rubbed on the ground by the soldiers. This made it difficult for them to accept and began to shake people to the rear.

The Cultist's commander was keenly aware that the Lower Nest was already at the end of the Bow, and the group of soldiers in front of them might be the last obstacle for them to break through the Lower Nest. Previously, a large number of troops were left in the rear in order to consolidate the rear defense and prevent the troops from going too deep and bogging themselves in a dilemma.

But now that victory is at hand, it's time to muster all your forces to destroy the other side in one fell swoop. In their opinion, it only takes a little more effort to completely break the fighting spirit of the nest and achieve a complete victory.

At this time, the battle between the two sides had been going on for a long time, but there were still hundreds of millions of cultists. The previous batches of troops sent by the Lower Nest Council had long since been broken up by the cultists, and they had been reduced to thousands of squads fighting on their own. In the city, he fought a guerrilla war with the cultists, consumed and destroyed the enemy, and preserved and developed himself.

As the cultists moved their troops on a large scale, some officers noticed the anomaly. These officers had excellent judgment skills, and when they discovered that the cultists were forcibly advancing into the depths of the nest despite the danger, they began to consciously mobilize their troops to defend themselves.

However, these officers who returned to the defense were only a small minority, and most of them did not receive orders from the Lower Nest Council, and still held their own defense areas. In addition, most of the combat squads have lost communication directly with the Lower Nest Council, and many of the orders of the Lower Nest Council are difficult to notify every soldier.

The greatest crisis is coming, and no one in the Lower Nest Council is yet to realize that the deadliest battle of the war is about to begin.