The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 293 Teamwork and recklessness—that's what a commando team is all about.

"Damn it, how come they have poison gas bombs too?"

Suddenly attacked by enemy poison gas, the Black Hawk soldiers hurriedly took off their gas masks, put them on their faces, and ran away as fast as they could.

It's unclear whether it's because the Black Hawk Down troops have used poison gas to attack others more frequently, or because the moral standards of various countries in this world are relatively low, leading to the more frequent use of poison gas.

All Black Hawk soldiers are explicitly required in their infantry manuals to always carry a gas mask, which must be stored in a small tube on their waist.

So the player's wave of poison gas bombs didn't cause much damage to the Black Hawk Army; it just threw them into a bit of panic.

However, wearing gas masks obstructs the vision of both players and Black Hawk soldiers, making it difficult for them to shoot.

"This is bizarre. Could it be that the Cambrian army had already prepared for a poison gas attack?"

The colonel, who was directing operations from the rear, was somewhat puzzled.

Logically speaking, if the Cambrian army came here to launch a surprise attack, even if it was to prepare to occupy this warehouse, they shouldn't have been carrying poison gas bombs, right?

Isn't throwing this stuff away just creating trouble for them?
But then he thought again, if this enemy force was a sabotage unit specifically designed to inflict as much damage as possible on them from the rear, then that made sense.

If we throw a few poison gas grenades at their camp or densely populated areas, the soldiers could suffer heavy losses if caught off guard.

"Damn it, how despicable!"

Thinking of this, the colonel couldn't help but curse, but he didn't realize that if he hadn't used poison gas, the player might not have even thought of this.

Poison gas grenades are not as effective as one might imagine most of the time, especially against units like the Black Hawk Down troops who have gas masks and have received training in gas warfare.

Compared to poison gas shells, players actually prefer to use white phosphorus incendiary shells and the like among special shells, because it's more satisfying to explode with those.

"Colonel, with all due respect, Major General Kron is still in the warehouse..."

Just then, an officer running up from behind suddenly shouted to the colonel:
"Is there a possibility that our use of poison gas might harm Major General Kron...?"

Before he could finish speaking, an officer next to him grabbed him and told him to shut up.

Fools, one reason they used poison gas was to kill Major General Crown inside as quickly as possible!

Given the current situation, there is no doubt that it is virtually impossible for them to rescue Major General Kron unharmed.

Moreover, even if the major general is rescued, his image of being humiliated by the enemy will have a very serious negative impact on the Black Hawk Army.

Therefore, the Northern Army's headquarters directly issued an order on this matter, requiring them to ensure that Major General Cronn died a heroic death, which would make it easier for them to attack the fortress later.

Otherwise, if this guy is kept in the enemy's hands, it will not only damage the reputation of the Black Hawk Army, but he may also be coerced by the enemy to betray the Black Hawk Army's intelligence or interests.

Even more critically, if this guy were taken away by enemy gunboats and then escaped to the rear, the Cambrian Empire would certainly gain excellent propaganda material, and they would lose face as a result.

Ironically, the ordinary soldiers all thought their military operation was to rescue Major General Kron, and even during the charge, they heard the phrase "never abandon, never give up".

In reality, none of the high-ranking officers in command wanted Major General Crohn to live.

Meanwhile, players gradually discovered the problem in the warehouse.

At first, they mocked the enemy for having gas masks and not being afraid of poison gas, but when they saw the poison gas spreading rapidly, they immediately realized that Major General Crown behind them was in danger!
"Holy crap, this is bad! Our prisoners!"

"Damn, these Black Hawk devils are really ruthless. How can they even attack their own teammates?"

The two players rushed through the gas field, hoping to save Major General Crown as quickly as possible, but when they arrived, they found that the major general was already on the verge of death.

Major General Crown was bound hand and foot by the player, and when faced with the rolling poison gas, he couldn't even run away.

When he smelled the garlic-like odor in the air, his expression immediately turned horrified.

As a general in the Black Hawk Army, how could he not know that this was the taste of mustard gas?
He struggled desperately to avoid the gas, but no matter how much he struggled, he couldn't avoid inhaling the toxic gas. Instead, he inhaled even more toxic gas due to his rapid breathing caused by the strenuous activity.

When the player ran over, he had already entered a state of acute respiratory failure, and was convulsing violently on the ground as if he had been electrocuted.

The player was about to take action and quickly move him to an area not covered by the poison gas, but just as the player was about to grab him, they found that the red dot representing him had disappeared from the minimap.

"Damn it! That unlucky guy is dead, he was suffocated by his own people's poison gas!"

"No, this can't be right. What kind of poison gas are they using? Mustard gas? Can that stuff kill people so quickly?"

After discovering that he was dead, the player casually tossed his body aside and couldn't help but curse.

Damn it, do they know how valuable a major general is?
Now that this guy is dead, what will happen to their achievements?
The players who had captured the major general felt a pang of heartache as they thought about how much merit they had lost because of this.

Damn it, their chance to get rich quick is gone just like that. The duck that was about to be eaten has flown away. How can they not be heartbroken?

"Katyusha, what are you doing? Keep firing! Damn it, the enemy has already started using poison gas, why aren't you firing and blasting these bastards to death!"

Some players were frantically urging the gunboats behind them to hurry up, how annoying!

All they want now is revenge, to take it back hard!

The gunboats were still busy loading ammunition; that's one of the downsides of the Katyusha—it takes a little too long to load ammunition.

Unfortunately, it's much more troublesome to load eight rockets at a time than to load only one rocket at a time with artillery.

However, considering the burst firepower this thing can unleash in a short period of time, the long loading time is not really a big deal.

For artillery, sporadic but sustained firepower is far less effective than concentrating firepower in a short period of time; concentrating firepower is the most important thing!
"Wait, could we dig a tunnel and sneak up on the enemy's flank to launch a surprise attack?"

Just then, one of the engineer players suddenly had an idea.

Without waiting for anyone else to answer, he ran to the fortress's basement and began trying to dig a tunnel.

However, the other players weren't planning to think too much about it. They were going to try to go all out and take the initiative to capture another building nearby!
Next to this warehouse, there are several reinforced concrete buildings in enemy hands. If they can capture one of them, this warehouse can immediately form a crossfire with the buildings next to it.

By then, they would guarantee to beat the enemy to a pulp, making them fully experience the pain of being attacked from the side no matter which direction they attacked from.

"Brothers, charge with me! Take that building on the side, and we'll set up a respawn point there too!"

One assault player yelled and charged out first, followed closely by the other players, who also charged towards the building on the side.

Unfortunately, because this warehouse used to be a military fortress, the surrounding buildings are not very close to it.

They wanted to capture the tallest-looking building on the side, but that place was at least 200 meters away from the fortress as the crow flies.

They had to cross a fairly long open space before they could get into the building.

The players had barely rushed out when enemy machine guns hidden in the shadows immediately opened fire.

A barrage of intense firepower rained down on the players' ranks, and players were immediately hit and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the players on the top of the warehouse also used mortars to bombard the machine gun positions over there.

Two shells in quick succession rendered the machine gun emplacement completely useless.

However, the machine gun emplacements over there were just the beginning. As players continued to charge towards the building, more and more machine guns nearby joined the barrage.

There was even a Peacekeeper mech that got stuck behind a small house and suddenly launched a surprise attack on the player team with a powerful barrage of firepower consisting of four machine guns.

As a result, the players were unable to successfully advance until the very end.

"No, you can't just charge in like this!"

After these players respawned from the warehouse, Colonel Yurten, who had also arrived at some point, said to them:
"Charging straight up like that, gambling on whether you're just tough enough or the enemy's machine gun is more accurate, isn't that just reckless fighting?"

Hearing this, the 20-odd players who had just resurrected blushed slightly, as they had indeed acted rashly and impulsively.

Looking back now, their tactics were practically suicidal.

"Dude, what do you suggest we do? Any good ideas?"

When it was his turn to do what he was good at, Colonel Yurten immediately unfolded a map, pointed to a grove of trees to the side, and said:
"It's simple. Don't go in a straight line. Go around through the woods. This way you can avoid a lot of enemy fire."

"At the same time, when you charge, send a flag bearer to follow behind the column in a relatively concealed place. If you are killed, revive him as soon as possible."

"Also, it would be best to have a few heavily armored elite soldiers in charge of clearing the way, such as machine gunners or sentries. Our mortars should also cooperate and throw a round of smoke grenades first!"

After saying all that, Colonel Yurten shrugged.

"In short, there were so many opportunities to coordinate, but you guys just went for a mindless charge. No wonder you got wiped out by the enemy; you were practically handing your lives to the enemy!"

With this expert's guidance, the players quickly discussed among themselves and took on different tasks.

One player first created an Oglinia character, then switched to the Machine Gun Sentry set, thus transforming into a Heavy Armor Oglinia.

This tankiness is more than enough. As long as it doesn't encounter enemy machine guns, ordinary machine guns simply can't take down this kind of tough guy!
Some players also chose the horse girl and tried to create a Trench Warrior set, but to be honest, based on previous player reviews, they felt that the horse girl paired with the Trench Warrior set wasn't very effective.

Although Trench Warriors can increase the movement speed of horse girls by an additional 10% and also transform them into heavy cavalry, the Trench Warriors' special weapon is not very useful for horse girls.

Compared to cavalry batons, aren't sabers and spears much better?
Especially the spear; the longer the spear, the stronger it is, and it's definitely more effective than the club in a cavalry charge.

The horse girl player who got this outfit is mainly for roaming. She plans to launch harassment attacks from the outside to distract the enemy as much as possible.

But she had barely finished changing her outfit when another player, who had also chosen the horse girl role but equipped herself with the Invader Set, asked, somewhat puzzled:
"By the way, since you're planning to use this tactic, why not just equip yourself with an Intruder?"

"After switching to the Invaders, you can keep bombarding the enemy from the outside. Doesn't that seem to be a better way to distract them than rushing into the enemy lines to fight with knives?"

Right, how could she have forgotten about this incredibly powerful elite soldier?
The player who had just changed into the Trench Warrior outfit couldn't help but slap his forehead, feeling like he had become stupid.

But there's no time to think about that now. After all, she's already changed her clothes, so she should at least finish the treatment first.

On the Black Hawk team's side, after they saw that the player wanted to attack and occupy the buildings on the side, they began to take precautions against the surrounding buildings.

The situation seemed worse than they had imagined; they had thought there wouldn't be too many enemies in the warehouse.

Even if the enemy's numbers were indeed greater than expected, the Black Hawk soldiers believed that there could only be a few hundred enemy soldiers in the warehouse.

If the enemy only has these people, why are they trying to split their forces into the nearby buildings?

Could they accomplish such a troop split with only a few hundred men?
"The situation is not good; the enemy's numbers may be greater than we anticipated..."

"This doesn't make sense. Did they dig a tunnel to get in? How can there be so many of them?"

The colonel who was directing operations from the rear said, somewhat bewildered, that he had always had serious doubts about the number of enemy troops in the warehouse.

"I'm not entirely sure, sir, but if we can get one or two of them to talk, we might be able to find out the secret behind their troop reinforcements."

Another Black Hawk officer shrugged; he was more concerned with defending nearby buildings than with the number of enemy troops.

"Listen up, I expect your companies to complete the defensive mission perfectly. Don't let the enemy capture our buildings!"

"If so many of you can't even hold down a building, then I can only say you don't need to think about making a name for yourselves all the time. You should just go raise pigs instead; that's a much better career path!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a burst of laughter came through the radio.

Clearly, the company that had just been deployed in the building did not believe that the enemy was capable of breaching the building they were defending.

However, they did not realize that before long, in the eyes of the Black Hawk soldiers, going back to raise pigs would be much more promising than coming to the front lines to fight!
Just as they were busy chatting, a piercing whistling sound suddenly rang out, and rockets fell like meteors toward the direction the Black Hawk Army was defending.

"Watch out! Beware of enemy rocket launchers!"

Upon seeing this damn commotion, the Black Hawk soldiers immediately sought cover.

After being hit by several rounds of rocket fire, they had become quite adept at dodging.

Just as these rocket launchers were bombarding the enemy positions, on the player's side, Colonel Yurten, who was personally leading the charge, also blew his whistle loudly.

Beep——!
Accompanied by a sharp whistle, the players, under the suppressive fire of rocket launchers, quickly advanced towards the building they had marked as point A on the side.

The intense rocket bombardment forced all the Black Hawk soldiers to find places to hide, so they didn't notice the players who had run out until the round of rocket bombardment ended.

"Attention, the enemy is charging again. Where's the machine gunner?"

A Black Hawk officer shouted, but before he could find the machine gunner, a sudden bullet killed him instantly.

Compared to before, the scout players hiding in the warehouse this time have begun to effectively utilize their sniper skills.

They didn't even know what they were busy fighting before. In any case, when the first group of players charged towards the side building, they didn't even think about providing cover for their comrades.

With the sniper suppressing the fire, the Black Hawk soldiers hiding in the building were silenced. The machine gun team, which had been pushing their machine guns forward, quickly stopped in the stairwell.

"Find their sniper!"

boom!
The Black Hawk team's snipers also began firing at the player. Of course, at this time, the Black Hawk team did not have a systematic concept of snipers, so they called these shooters "precision shooters".

Some players were accidentally hit, but as soon as they fell, the medics behind them immediately inserted small needles into their bodies.

"A miracle worker, doctor!"

Meanwhile, the mortar player on top of the warehouse fired another smoke grenade.

Under the cover of smoke grenades, the players who rushed out earlier made good progress.

Although they took a longer route, the cover of the jungle and the less favorable shooting angles meant they suffered significantly less damage.

Of course, the cover and suppression from their teammates were also an important reason why they suffered much less damage at this moment.

The heavily armored Oglin, acting as a meat shield, charged at the forefront, also positioned on the outer edge of the forest. His main task was to suppress the enemy while drawing their fire as much as possible.

The water-cooled machine gun assigned to the sentry looked somewhat comical in Oglin's hands, but with Oglin's immense strength, it was like it had a cheat code, firing in a straight line with every shot.

Black Hawk machine guns were firing haphazardly at the smoke, but unexpected machine gun fire came flying right in their direction.

There was no time to dodge; the continuous and precise shots pierced through their gun shields, killing the machine gunner and his assistant gunner.

Even the other Black Hawk soldiers who wanted to come over to reinforce and continue operating the machine guns were not spared.

Under Oglin's overwhelming suppression, almost every Black Hawk soldier who came was killed.

"Damn it, where did that burly man come from?"

Looking at the towering Oglin, who stood two and a half meters tall and had a body as solid as a mountain of flesh, in the distance, a Black Hawk soldier couldn't help but curse. "Could this be the product of the Cambrian Empire's legendary Eagle Project?"

The colonel, who was directing operations from the rear, showed a hint of interest in his eyes after hearing the report from the soldiers at the front.

"I don't know, but it's very likely."

Another officer next to him also brightened up and said with great interest:

"It is obvious that neither his height nor the strength he has shown could be developed by a normal human. He must be some kind of specially modified soldier."

"Have our special forces team capture this guy alive if possible. If that's not possible, try to keep his body intact. This soldier could be of great use to the Empire!"

Unbeknownst to the players, the Black Hawk Army, upon witnessing the powerful Oglin warriors, had already conceived the idea of ​​cloning Oglins.

Of course, if the Black Hawk Empire could really clone Oglin, that would be incredibly incredible.

Humans in the Warhammer world are a group of people with very complex genes. Their genes are very different from those of normal humans, and they can almost be considered two different species.

In contrast, the Eugens are a mutant subhuman living on a high-gravity planet, which results in their genes being very different from those of ordinary humans in the human empire.

I don't know if the Human Empire has the technology to clone Oglin, but judging from the fact that they haven't deployed it on a large scale on the battlefield, I know that even if they do have the technology, it would probably be difficult to promote it.

Can the Black Hawk Empire's cloning technology catch up with that of the human empire?

Regarding this question...

Hmm... to be honest, this is a rather difficult question to answer, since both sides are too abstract!

While the players were swiftly traversing the jungle, two female horse players circled around from the side and began attacking the Black Hawk Army's position.

One of the horse girls, clad in heavy armor and wielding a special weapon, charged forward, startling the Black Hawk soldiers. What era is this? There are still people charging in heavily armored knights?
The two Black Hawk soldiers ignored them and began firing their rifles at the horse girl in front of them.

After firing several shots, they were surprised to find that their bullets seemed unable to penetrate the cavalryman's armor!
"Damn it! Aim your aim better!"

"I'm sure I hit her. Didn't you see sparks flying from her chest? It's obvious that this monster's armor is too thick!"

The two Black Hawk soldiers argued as they frantically loaded bullets into their rifles, but in that short time, Ma Niang had already rushed over.

Its shape is similar to a spiked club, or rather, it was originally a type of spiked club used by cavalry. It slammed into a Black Hawk soldier's head, instantly cracking his skull open.

Another Black Hawk soldier next to him tried to fire back, but was kicked away by the horse girl player with a tail whip, and then hit on the head with a club.

After delivering the blow, the player clutched his lower back, feeling a slight discomfort from the action of bending over to strike someone.

On the other hand, the invaders' Ma Niang achieved far greater results than the trench warfare.

Taking advantage of her mobility, she simply roamed around the perimeter of the enemy's position, but never got close to the enemy's position. Every now and then, a signal flare would be fired from her gun barrel.

Because the invader units on Andrei's side had been modified beforehand, their original warp bombardment capabilities disappeared, and in their place, the artillery positions behind them began firing at them.

Immediately, a 60mm mortar shell came flying over, but mixed in with it was a whole set of eight Katyusha rockets!

The Black Hawk soldier was a little stunned; it was the first time he had ever seen a rocket launcher so accurate!

Although they desperately tried to leave their positions the moment they saw the rockets coming, they were still a step too late when the rockets exploded.

In a barrage of fire, all the Black Hawk soldiers within the entire trench were hit, and the scene was utterly horrific.

Even the players were a bit confused, never expecting that their signal flare would actually summon the rocket launcher behind them!

"Colonel, it seems our men are about to lose control of them!"

"Trust our special operations team; they'll give the enemy a surprise in the forest!"

Colonel Black Hawk seemed to have great confidence in the special operations team he had sent out, and just as he was thinking this, the players also encountered an attack from the forest.

A short burst of shots hit a teammate behind Oglin, who immediately fell to the ground.

A medic player rushed over to help him up, but a precise bullet pierced the medic's head.

There are people in the woods!

The Oglin player shouted in a somewhat goofy voice, while simultaneously hurling the machine gun that was firing wildly into the dense forest to the side, sending a barrage of bullets flying.

However, it seems that his burst of bullets did not kill any enemies, as can be seen from the kill log, he did not hit any targets.

"Quick, quick, there are people in the woods! Send a few men to take them out!"

"Okay, here we go!"

Players don't care whether the enemies hiding in the woods are special forces or not; they have absolutely no concept of that.

Upon learning that there were enemies in the forest, a small squad of players immediately rushed towards the area, while mortars providing cover from behind began shelling the forest.

Although their shelling might hit the players' own people, they didn't care.

In any case, even if shells fall from above, the players will not be greatly disturbed.

But for ordinary enemy soldiers, the interference they experience is much greater.

Indeed, the Black Hawk special operations team hidden in the forest was also stunned by this series of artillery shelling.

Honestly, they couldn't quite understand what was going on in the minds of the Cambrian soldiers who were charging towards them.

While the comrades in front were still charging forward, the shells behind them had already begun to fall on this side, and they were even using white phosphorus incendiary bombs!

Good heavens, when large swaths of white phosphorus flames burned in the forest, the special forces team hidden in the forest was truly dumbfounded. Weren't they afraid of burning their own people to death?

There was no way around it; these Cambrian soldiers were like madmen, unafraid of being burned to death by flames, but they were terrified.

Therefore, they could only fight and retreat, trying to move as far back as possible.

The players moved faster than them, and soon some assault players rushed into their area. Of course, some assault players were accidentally set on fire by their teammates behind them.

The Black Hawk Special Forces team was deeply shocked to see the Cambrian soldiers charging out of the inferno, still engulfed in flames, shouting as they charged towards them.

Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat!
The submachine guns on both sides fired bullets at each other almost simultaneously, and the player and the opposing Black Hawk soldier fell down at the same time.

However, the sharpshooter hidden on the side opened fire on the charging players again, and two more players immediately fell in the path of the charge.

The Black Hawk soldiers thought they could use this method to stop the players' charge, but they didn't realize that when the charging players fell, they were close enough to see their own positions on the minimap.

"Quick! Fire that way! I've taken a screenshot of the minimap!"

One player, who had just been eliminated, shouted excitedly and quickly posted the screenshot he had just taken.

Almost simultaneously, the mortars in the rear immediately adjusted their direction and unleashed a barrage of shells.

To the disbelief of several Black Hawk soldiers, the enemy shells seemed to have suddenly grown eyes.

They couldn't figure out how they had been exposed. The enemy artillery had pinpointed their location instantly, and incendiary bombs were exploding overhead one after another.

Black Hawk soldiers were engulfed in flames and let out blood-curdling screams.

His companion drew his pistol, intending to give him a quick death, but Oglin on the other side set up a machine gun and opened fire fiercely in their direction.

Once the special operations team exposes their location, all their skills become largely useless.

Even if they are all elite soldiers handpicked, once their positions are exposed in the face of the player's heavy firepower, their survival time is already counting down.

Meanwhile, players who successfully reached the vicinity of the building under the cover of smoke grenades also began a strong attack on the building.

As soon as the players rushed into the lobby on the first floor, they were met with crossfire from submachine guns coming from different directions.

Two players were killed instantly, and the last player also perished, but he managed to throw the cluster grenade from his waist!

"Oh no! Lie down!"

The Black Hawk soldiers were shocked; they had never imagined the enemy would be so ruthless!
The cluster grenade's immense power swept across a large area of ​​the room. Several Black Hawk soldiers took cover behind a heavy wooden table, withstanding the shockwave and shrapnel from the explosion.

Even though the other soldiers lay on the ground, they were still covered in wounds from the explosion, and two soldiers were killed on the spot.

Just then, more players rushed in from behind, and as soon as they reached the door, they started throwing grenades inside.

In the series of explosions, apart from a few Black Hawk soldiers who survived hiding behind a table, the rest of the unfortunate ones were all killed one by one.

In such a confined indoor space, the destructive power of a grenade once detonated is simply beyond imagination.

Hiding in such a place, the soldiers inside have nowhere to hide.

The grenades finally stopped, and the Black Hawk soldier hiding behind the table was about to peek out when a bayonet plunged into his eye socket.

The player used a sudden, powerful thrust to kill him, then jumped behind the table.

Before the other Black Hawk soldiers could return fire with their submachine guns, the player grinned and revealed the explosive pack on his body!

"Hahaha, today I'm going to be the Jade-Faced Grenade King!"

Amidst a burst of maniacal laughter, the player, whose body was covered in explosives, perished along with several other Black Hawk soldiers, a gruesome scene.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining players quickly stormed into the building, while some players planted their flags in a nearby corner, turning a secluded warehouse into a respawn point.

Relying on the respawn point, more players were quickly teleported into the building, where the Black Hawk soldiers hiding inside and the enemies rushing in engaged in an extremely fierce and bloody street battle.

They couldn't understand what was going on; the enemy seemed endless, and more and more people were rushing in.

In one of the most intense corridors, both sides were littered with the corpses of soldiers from both sides, but players continued to rush toward them.

The remaining Black Hawk soldiers looked at the enemy troops in front of them in horror. They couldn't understand where these guys came from.

"Damn it, could it be that all the enemies inside the warehouse have stormed in? How can there be so many people?"

"They're insane! They're absolutely insane!"

A flamethrower player, wielding a flamethrower, spewed fire all the way through, turning the entire corridor into a sea of ​​flames.

The Black Hawk soldiers were so frightened that they retreated in panic, and those who couldn't escape in time were all swallowed up by the sea of ​​fire.

However, they did not expect that other players would follow closely behind them and attack from their escape route.

One of the old men had blown through a wall inside the building earlier, but instead of immediately launching a sneak attack on the enemy, he quietly hid there.

Just as the Black Hawk soldiers retreated, he rushed out with his katana, flashing through the crowd with a flurry of sword strikes.

This series of sharp sword techniques left the Black Hawk soldiers completely bewildered.

Some of them wanted to fire back, but this guy was like an immortal monster; as soon as he killed someone, the wounds on his body would disappear instantly!

Before long, the player successfully captured the building and excitedly planted a Vorontsov battle group flag on the top of the building.

"asshole……"

Seeing the fallen buildings in the distance and the flag flying on the rooftop, Colonel Black Hawk couldn't help but smash his binoculars.

They promised they could protect this building!

An entire company of soldiers, plus a large number of soldiers providing cover outside, totaling at least several hundred people!

However, these people still couldn't stop the Cambrian soldiers from charging, and in the end, the soldiers captured the building.

This also raised a question for the colonel: how many enemy soldiers were actually in the warehouse across the street?
"Could it be that they actually dug a tunnel under the warehouse beforehand? That doesn't make sense; there's a river nearby. How could they have dug a tunnel?"

The colonel was completely baffled; he simply couldn't understand the enemy's methods of troop transport.

However, he had already ordered the troops at the front to retreat and cease their offensive.

Using that building, the Cambrian soldiers have successfully established crossfire. If they continue to send out more troops, it will only result in heavy casualties for the soldiers.

Given the current situation, they must devise a new attack plan before they can retake the warehouse and building.

Sending troops uphill indefinitely will only result in heavy casualties among the soldiers.

News of the failed attack and the enemy's capture of another building quickly reached the command post at the rear.

Upon learning this news, a group of Black Hawk generals, who were already in a bad mood, flew into a rage and immediately began to berate the colonel who was commanding on the front lines over the phone.

They don't care about any nonsense reasons. In their eyes, we sent you so many troops, and you've managed to make such a mess of the war. This is your incompetence and dereliction of duty!

The colonel, who was being relentlessly berated by the bigwigs behind him, was somewhat speechless.

Can we blame him for the current situation? It's clearly the enemy having a cheat code!

He just didn't know the term "cheating," otherwise he would have definitely reported the player!

"...I'm sorry, General, but in short, we need more support!"

On the phone, after his old superior finished berating him, the colonel spoke calmly.

“The Cambrian soldiers we are facing now are no ordinary people. They are definitely the most elite soldiers under Vorontsov’s command, and their capture of this warehouse must be part of a huge conspiracy.”

"Therefore, even if we have to lose the supplies in this warehouse, we must destroy them!"

After hearing what the colonel said, the general opposite him remained silent for a moment, then seemed to go and talk to someone.

Not long after, he ran back and said to the colonel:
"Yes, I will mobilize an armored regiment and more artillery to support us. In order to attack the fortress, I will also bring over two large Belsa cannons."

"In addition, the Empire has developed a new weapon some time ago, but there is no suitable place to test it yet. I think this thing should be helpful to your upcoming operations."

After saying this, the general on the other end of the phone hung up.

New weapons? What new weapons?
The colonel was completely bewildered, but that didn't stop him from venting all the scolding he had received earlier on the frontline officers after hanging up the phone.

(End of this chapter)