The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 298 Why does the Imperial Eagle look so much like the Black Templar?
"What's wrong? What's wrong with you...?"

As Andrei looked at Katyusha's suddenly flushed cheeks, he felt that something was off.

Hiss—! Could it be because I'm currently wielding the Emperor's Aura?
He suddenly became curious about the specific function of this imperial halo, as it seemed to be different from what he had imagined.
Despite Andrei's questioning, Katyusha's blush did not fade; in fact, it seemed to be getting even redder.

Her eyes were somewhat unfocused, and she subconsciously moved closer to Andrei, sniffing him like a kitten.

"Mmm... Andreosha, you suddenly smell so good!"

Katyusha said with a dazed look in her eyes:
"This is really strange, it's not scientific at all. How come you suddenly seem to have become so much more handsome?"

Andrei wanted to say something more, but Katyusha grabbed his face and stared at him intently at close range, saying:
"Wait, don't move, let me take a closer look!"

"People say that men become more handsome as they mature. Is that what they mean?"

Compared to Katyusha's increasingly red face, Andrei's eyebrows twitched wildly.

Damn it! Are you sure the skill he acquired is the Imperial Aura?
Why did he feel that Old Huang's skill seemed a bit off?
He quickly opened the system interface and carefully checked his chosen region. He found that the illuminated area was indeed the erosion and destruction in the due north direction, which puzzled him.

Good heavens, anyone who didn't know better would think he had received a blessing from Slaanesh!
This isn't some kind of imperial halo; it feels more like a succubus halo to him.
"Katyusha, calm down. Regarding my current problem, I can only say that I have gained some special divinely chosen skills again..."

Andrei briefly explained the effects of the Emperor's Halo. After hearing Andrei's explanation, Katyusha's eyes cleared up a little, but were still somewhat blurry.

"...Tsk, what a lucky guy. How come you can inexplicably receive divine blessings just by sitting in your office?"

Katyusha expressed her envy, saying she also wanted to experience what it felt like to be chosen by God!
However, it is clear that she did not notice certain characteristics of her Titan in combat, otherwise she would have understood that her Titan's ability to gain performance boosts after killing enemies was not a normal phenomenon.

Seeing Katyusha constantly trying to get closer, Andrei felt uneasy all over, mainly because her attitude had suddenly become too clingy, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He tried to focus on a document in front of him and began reading about the soldiers' recent guerrilla warfare achievements, but Katyusha sniffed around him again.

"Hey, you're not thinking of me as catnip, are you?"

Seeing Katyusha's infatuated expression, Andrei asked, somewhat amused and exasperated.

"But... Andreosha, I just feel like you suddenly smell so good!"

hiss……

Old Huang, look at your halo, what exactly is its effect?
I never imagined you were this kind of emperor. I really misjudged you!

Old Huang: Heh, when you're complaining in your heart, shouldn't you first wipe the smile off your face?
Just as Andrei was feeling somewhat bewildered by his current changes, Yelena pushed open the door and walked in.

"Andryosha, Moscow has sent us a new batch of supplies, along with the arrival of a special forces unit. They hope we can make some arrangements... Ugh!"

But halfway through her sentence, when Yelena saw Andrei now, a strange blush appeared on her face.

"...Yes, Andreosha, Katyusha is right, I also think you smell really good right now!"

This office was unbearable. Andrei felt that if he stayed any longer, he might be taken advantage of on the spot by the two female demons.

As he walked out of the office, the two guards standing at the door saluted at the same time.

"General!"

Andrei nodded, but when he inadvertently caught sight of the two soldiers' fanatical eyes, he instantly felt a chill run down his spine.

Holy crap! Something's not right!

Why does he feel like he's at risk of someone throwing soap at him?
After going out for a stroll, Andrei felt the magic of this aura even more, because he suddenly found that almost wherever he went, all the soldiers would salute him together, and their eyes would be extremely fervent.

Looking at the gazes of these people, Andrei felt as if Napoleon had come to the ranks of the old guard, or as if a mustachioed man had come to his familiar beer hall.

He had no doubt that in the next moment, these soldiers would surround him, bestow a yellow robe upon him, and then raise the banner of the Vorontsov family to march on Moscow!

Ultimately, Andrei couldn't stand the stares from those around him any longer and quickly stopped using his aura skill.

Otherwise, these soldiers' emotions were really about to get out of control. Andrei could feel more and more people surrounding him, but to be honest, being surrounded by a group of big men was not a pleasant feeling.

Most importantly, these people were crowding around him, their eyes burning with intensity. When Andrei looked at them, he instinctively felt a chill run down his spine.

"My God, Old Huang's skills are simply amazing! I wonder how he managed to avoid being anally penetrated before?"

After turning off the halo, Andrei quickly found a secluded corner to wait for a while, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

He didn't know how Old Man Huang had managed to roam around with this skill before, but he could only say that this skill was simply designed to create gods!

Faced with someone who constantly exudes an imperial aura and strolls around in front of him, he was always enveloped by this fanatical emotion. Even though the person under the aura was just a person, he couldn't help but become a god.

Just like in the case of Loja, Andrei had no doubt that even if he didn't have those abstract Primarchs around him, a Loja would still be born by his side.

The idol worship associated with this halo is far too powerful; if not handled properly, this fanaticism could burn Andrei to death!

"But that's not entirely true. If you use this halo to give a speech before the war starts to boost morale, it can actually be quite effective."

After catching his breath, Andrei rubbed his chin and suddenly thought of this approach.

While the imperial aura isn't something you can wear all the time, having such a powerful aura at crucial moments can be incredibly useful.

Moreover, to put it bluntly, with this skill, the basic leadership skill that Andrei had previously unlocked is now completely obsolete and can be discarded; this ability is no longer useful.

Thinking of this, Andrei suddenly looked at the Commander skill he had previously selected, and then he was surprised to find that his Basic Leadership skill had been merged into the Emperor's Aura.

"Sure enough, I knew these two skills overlapped too much and didn't need to exist separately!"

Thanks to the imperial aura, Andrei felt that he no longer needed to worry about the morale of his troops.

As long as he activates this aura, his army will immediately enter a state of fanatical morale!
Returning to his office, Andrei saw Katyusha and Yelena still chattering away. As soon as he opened the office door, they both turned to look at him.

Faced with this gaze, Andrei felt a little uneasy, but Katyusha and Yelena's eyes were no longer as intense as before.

"That's weird, Andreosha. It seems like you've become less handsome after you went out for a while?"

Katyusha asked with some doubt, seemingly wanting Andrei to activate the halo again, but Yelena smiled and said from the side:

"Even now, I think Andreoza is still very handsome!"

Ah, it's the feeling of being smitten!

Hearing Yelena's praise, Andrei blushed slightly, while Katyusha immediately glared at him with her sharp eyes.

Good, good, good. As expected of a best friend who grew up together, her ability to backstab is truly remarkable!
"Alright, let's not talk about my problem for now. My problem isn't important. Shouldn't we be discussing the issue Yelena mentioned earlier?"

Andrei clapped his hands, bringing the office conversation back to the main topic.

"If I remember correctly, didn't Moscow send us a batch of supplies, and then special reinforcements arrived? Is there anything special about these reinforcements?"

He looked at Yelena and asked seriously.

Recalling Yelena's earlier words, Andrei guessed that the reinforcements sent by Moscow were probably special, which was why Yelena had specifically mentioned it.

"Oh, right! Reinforcements!"

Hearing Andrei say this, Yelena finally came to her senses. She couldn't help but feel a little guilty. How could she have forgotten such an important thing?
“Andreosha, I think you’d better come and see for yourself. I don’t quite understand what’s going on with the reinforcements over there. It seems His Majesty the Tsar has sent over a group of somewhat special modified warriors!”

Oh dear, a modified warrior?
Upon hearing this word, Andrei's eyes lit up.

Great! Could it be that the Cambrian Empire's cyborgs he's been longing for have finally made their appearance?

Andrei quickly put on his military uniform and went out, soon arriving at the train station.

He paused slightly when he saw the large canneries coming off the train.

From the very beginning, Andrei thought that these were newly developed powered armored soldiers from the Cambrian Empire, only they were a bit too large.

But as he got closer and looked at these powered armored soldiers, he realized that these guys were not just large in size; they were the modified warriors Yelena had mentioned!
"That's right, General, it's them! They are the Empire's latest warriors, named the Imperial Eagles!"

Yelena whispered the explanation from the side, clearly having already inquired beforehand.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, General Vorontsov!"

Standing before Andrei, the towering warrior, more than two heads taller than him, first saluted him, then spoke meticulously:

"The Imperial Eagle Experimental Team is in position. Our next mission is to head to this battlefield, find a suitable area, and then launch an attack on the enemy. We need to test our combat capabilities!"

Andrei nodded, then asked:

"Okay, I understand. How will your command authority be determined next? Will you be incorporated into the Volkhov Front?"

“No, General. I’m sorry, but we are an independent combat squad. Theoretically, you have no authority to command us.”

The tall soldier retorted to Andrei's words without any politeness, which made him subconsciously frown.

It's so weird. They sent troops into their own legion, but they didn't give them command. What are these guys even doing here?

Good grief, could it be that they're simply using their own battlefield as an experimental field?
Moreover, he didn't really like the soldier's tone. To be honest, he always felt that the guy's tone was too stiff and not warm at all.

But upon hearing this, Andrei finally understood.

No wonder the other party addressed me as General Vorontsov instead of Commander; it turns out their command authority wasn't actually there.

"Alright, since that's the case, I'll give you a general overview of the battle situation here, and then you can choose an area to conduct your experiment."

Since these guys weren't the troops he was supposed to command, Andrei's attitude towards them naturally wasn't as enthusiastic.

He took several reports and maps from the staff officer beside him, then handed them to the captain of the Imperial Eagle in front of him, saying:

"This map and report details the current distribution of enemy fortifications and troops around Volkhov. If you are interested, you can choose any direction to launch an attack."

"Don't worry, according to my investigation, the Black Hawk Army in these places doesn't have any special units. There's no Titan Legion or any other strange stuff, so you can experiment here to your heart's content."

Wow, this general seems to have excellent intelligence capabilities!

Looking at the map and the locations of the Black Hawk Army marked on it, the captain of the Imperial Eagles frowned slightly.

To be honest, he was a little skeptical that Andrei could obtain such detailed information about the enemy's military distribution, but he also didn't think Andrei would joke with him using a fake map at a time like this.

Although one could vaguely sense that the Tsar didn't seem to like this general very much, he actually held him in high esteem.

Therefore, he naturally trusted the general's professional ethics and believed that he would not hand over a fabricated map at such a time.

"Um, General... do you have any plans for a large-scale offensive next?"

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to consult with Andrei, the local strongman, before launching his military operation.

Although doing so might seem a bit low and not in line with the style of their Tsarist-controlled troops.

But his past combat experience told him that no matter what weapons and equipment he had, he should never be careless or underestimate the enemy. On the battlefield, he should always ask veterans who were familiar with the situation for advice.

"To be honest, I don't really have many offensive ideas, but if you're willing, you can cooperate with my soldiers to carry out an infiltration operation against the enemy."

As he spoke, Andrei drew a few lines on the map.

"Currently, my troops are roughly following these lines, traversing large areas of jungle, and beginning to harass the Black Hawk Army's rear."

"The Black Hawk Empire is powerful. If we clash with them head-on, our troops will often suffer losses in various ways. However, we can launch a surprise attack on their logistics, which will paralyze their frontline troops."

The captain nodded in approval upon seeing Andrei's series of plans and military operations.

To be honest, he was quite optimistic about this strategy of avoiding the enemy's main force and harassing their rear, but most noble officers didn't really like this tactic.

There was nothing they could do; those aristocratic officers always had some inexplicable sense of honor and arrogance.

In their view, if they could not defeat the enemy head-on, then even if they won the war, it would be dishonorable.

So much so that, in his view, the actions of those noble officers were quite abstract. When they lost their minds, these guys fought like rampaging wild boars!
"Thank you, General. May we join one of the infiltration units?"

Upon hearing the captain's question, Andrei nodded.

"Of course, but I have a question: can you support long-range infiltration operations? I feel like you need quite a bit of supplies, don't you?"

Andrei glanced at the large canister backpacks on the back of the soldiers' power armor and felt that something seemed a bit off.

He believed that these power armors would likely consume a lot of fuel, and that these modified soldiers might have other supply needs, just like Astartes needed to eat special rations.

That said, he really did think these guys' modifications looked a lot like Astartes, especially with their power armor, they looked even more like Astartes.

I just don't know how their combat strength compares to that of the Space Marines.

If they could really unleash combat power equivalent to Space Marines, then these guys would be freaks, although Andrei didn't think so.

Besides their incredibly advanced modifications, Space Marines' combat prowess is largely attributed to their equipment.

If one cannot understand that power armor, or rather, the materials science behind it, and is simply an ordinary enhanced soldier, then the Space Marine's lethality will be greatly reduced.

"General, please trust us, we will complete this mission!"

The captain said with a determined look that they came here to test the performance of the Imperial Eagle in actual combat.

For example, given their poor supply conditions, what level of performance can they deliver?
Furthermore, how often do their power armors need maintenance? Can they withstand long-distance marches in complex terrain?
They had to test these kinds of issues, so they actually felt that Andrei's infiltration tactics were a very suitable testing option.

Not long after, the unit set off.

The entire Imperial Eagle squad consists of only ten modified warriors, but the squad itself has a total of 33 members.

Besides the ten modified warriors, the remaining 23 people include apothecaries, mechanics who are responsible for maintaining the power armor, and even two battlefield chaplains.

Both battlefield chaplains were from the Church of the Goddess of Winter, which was understandable, given that the Goddess of Winter symbolized the function of war. However, as they set off, these Imperial Eagle warriors looked at their power armor and felt that something was amiss.

The captain glanced at the guy sitting in front of him, dressed like a Black Hawk soldier, and couldn't help but complain:

"I mean, do we really need to go to such lengths?"

"It's one thing to wage an infiltration war, but why do we have to paint our power armor black and print the Iron Cross and the white-on-black-eagle insignia on it?"

The player who had just played the role of a painter and finished painting this big can grinned and said:
"Brother, of course! We're going to sneak up on the enemy's rear!"

"If you strut in wearing Cambrian-coated power armor, do you think they wouldn't know who you are?"

"If you want to ambush the enemy, you have to pay attention to your disguise. Believe me, as long as your disguise is not too bad, those Black Hawk soldiers can be easily fooled."

Seeing how optimistic this guy was, Big Canned Food couldn't say anything.

I don't know if it's really reliable if I do what these guys told me and say that I'm a secret unit of the Black Hawk Empire when we encounter enemy checks.

As the trucks moved along, the large cans soon witnessed the capabilities of the soldiers before them.

In their eyes, these Black Hawk soldiers were like fools, easily fooled by the players.

Although the Black Hawk soldiers have tightened their control over checkpoints due to the previous attacks, requiring passwords to pass through in many places.

But when they asked the player for the password, the player simply pointed to the large can of food sitting in the car.

"Fools, can't you see them? We're escorting the Empire's newest secret force! Get us through here now!"

"Remember, you've never seen us before. Just register us for normal supplies!"

Hearing the officer's fluent Black Hawk Empire language and seeing his arrogant demeanor, along with the group of men in Black Hawk paint who looked like formidable enemies, the sentry guarding the checkpoint readily agreed to let them pass.

Although they knew it was against the rules, what could they do when the other party had already gone this far?
Rank matters, and judging by the appearance of these large cans, they are probably the latest special forces unit developed by the Black Hawk Empire!

After all, in their view, who else besides the Black Hawk Empire could create such technologically advanced soldiers? Could it be those country bumpkins from the Cambrian Empire?
Since that's the case, let's just let them pass.

Anyway, they've already let so many people through, and nothing unexpected has happened.

As for the registration process, they made it sound as if there was nothing fishy about it.

As the war progressed, the Black Hawk Empire had occupied many cities in Cambrian territory and seized a large amount of spoils of war.

Among these spoils of war were some valuable works of art and treasures, which naturally could not be directly registered in the open, and the sentries were not authorized to inspect these items.

Therefore, in such situations, special forces like the Imperial Guard could simply show their identification to the soldiers and pass through.

Even the various supplies being transported were all on a fabricated list, since the logistics department wouldn't bother them to verify such things.

After the car drove past, a large can on the truck couldn't help but ask:
"Tell me, where did you learn such fluent Black Hawk English?"

“If I hadn’t seen you come out of Vorontsov’s camp and confirmed that you were a Cambrian, I would probably have mistaken you for a genuine soldier of the Black Hawk Empire.”

The player shrugged and said casually:
"Our general taught us. He speaks Black Hawk English quite well and teaches very well. He taught us in no time."

That's not entirely wrong, since their language packs and skins were either obtained through missions assigned by Andrei or purchased from the system store.

If you put it this way, isn't their Black Hawk language something Andrei taught them?
However, the player's words did shake the hearts of several Imperial Eagle warriors.

General Vorontsov was quite different from other noble officers; he not only mingled with ordinary soldiers but was also willing to come over and teach them.

There are quite a few nobles who can speak Black Hawk, but none of them have the patience to go and teach ordinary soldiers.

Naturally, they were also unable to train an infiltration force like Andrei's.

The Empire Eagle warriors even thought that these players were truly taught by Andrei himself, which deepened their awe of General Vorontsov.

As their convoy ventured deeper into the interior, the captain of the Imperial Eagle looked around warily and asked:

"What exactly is our mission? Haven't we reached our destination yet? We've already penetrated deep behind enemy lines!"

Upon hearing this, the player was slightly taken aback.

"Huh? Wait a minute, don't you know our mission?"

Seeing the big can nod, Veteran 10086, who was in charge of leading this group of players, couldn't help but slap his forehead.

"Damn it, I thought you guys knew! Our mission this time is to raid the enemy's warehouse, seize a batch of medicine, and then transport it to a designated location."

"Perfect, this is a good opportunity for you to test your combat capabilities."

After saying this, Veteran10086 couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He was speechless. Everyone else had NPCs giving quests to players, but he ended up giving quests to NPCs himself!
To my utter surprise, the NPCs in this game are unaware of their mission objectives!
On their side, every player participating in the mission can see the mission description.

After looking at the map, the captain asked, puzzled:
"Why are you transporting medicine to these villages? Aren't these villages already occupied?"

The player shrugged.

"No, the Black Hawk Army didn't even have time to occupy this village; it's a very remote place."

“We have established a base here, and many villagers who have fled have settled here, but they are in dire need of medicine. Recently, there has been a flu outbreak, so we have to help them steal medicine.”

Then, Veteran 10086 recounted their previous combat operations, specifically how they established bases behind enemy lines.

Upon hearing these words, the captain was somewhat surprised.

"Why are you doing this? Is it just to protect civilians?"

"To be honest, I thought you stole these medicines to sell them. These medicines could fetch an astronomical price on the black market these days."

The player shrugged and said nonchalantly:

"What's the use of that? We're not fighting for money, and the money here means nothing to us."

"As for establishing a base area and taking in refugees, that's a task assigned by our general. If you have any questions, go ask him!"

The captain fell silent, but he had clearly misunderstood the player's meaning.

He didn't know that when the player said the money was useless, it meant literally. After all, players can't take the money out of the game, and the money in the game can't even be used to buy equipment; it can only be used to interact with some NPCs in the game's background.

In his view, these soldiers were fighting for Vorontsov purely because of his personal charisma!
This is understandable, though. While other nobles were busy figuring out how to defeat the enemy or how to gain more advantage on the battlefield, it seemed that only Andrei was thinking about rescuing civilians.

At the very least, no one else would ever risk sending soldiers to establish a base in the occupied territories.

Doing this is far too risky, and it's not worth it at all, especially for a bunch of peasants!

"This is truly an amazing person..."

Thinking of Andrei, the captain couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He suddenly realized why the Tsar was so wary of this general: the general did indeed possess a certain charisma.

"The enemy's medical depot is just ahead! What's your plan now?"

Upon seeing the two warehouses ahead, the captain asked the player next to him.

"What do we do? Is that even a question? Of course, we charge in!"

As he spoke, Veteran 10086 quickly assembled a sniper rifle, and then he scoped in and aimed at the sentry in front of him.

boom!
A shot was fired, and before the sentry standing at the door could even figure out what was happening, the bullet pierced his head.

Another sentry was killed at almost the same time, but the commotion caused by the players naturally attracted the attention of other guards near the warehouse.

"Attack! Attack! Machine gunners, quick, suppressive fire!"

"What are you doing with that mortar? Get it fired up and start releasing smoke!"

Under the dumbfounded gaze of these Imperial Eagle warriors, a group of players instantly unleashed their fury, like a herd of untamed greenskins, charging haphazardly towards the camp ahead.

"Hey guys, what are you all standing around for? Come on over here! Let's charge in!"

The captain only came to his senses when he heard the shouts from the players in front of him.

Good heavens, are all of Vorontsov's soldiers this fierce in battle? They started setting up cannons without saying a word?

As several smoke grenades were fired, the charging players immediately disappeared into the smoke, making it difficult for the enemy's heavy machine guns mounted on the towers to find their targets.

Before the tower could adjust its direction, a mortar shell struck the top of the tower, blowing the machine gun mounted there and its gunner away.

"Hahaha, that was exhilarating! This battle was truly exhilarating!"

One of the Empire's Eagle warriors quickly abandoned his rigorous combat methods and joined the players in their carefree fun.

He lifted a huge 20mm machine gun with one hand, and then, with astonishing arm strength, manipulated the machine gun to unleash a fierce barrage of fire forward.

The other Imperial Eagle warriors did the same, charging forward while carrying machine guns, almost completely ignoring the firepower fired by the enemy in front of them.

When the players saw the speed at which these Imperial Eagles charged, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Holy crap!"

This is inhuman! Is this even human?
These guys are charging at almost the speed of a three-wheeled motorcycle! Even cavalry might not be able to charge that fast!

"Holy crap, what kind of monster did the Cambrian Tsar create? Did that old man actually create the Astartes?"

"And speaking of which, aside from the power armor's overly angular design, making it less like a Space Marine, don't you guys feel that they resemble Space Marines in every other way?"

Veteran 10086 watched in amazement as a gust of wind swept past him, and then saw the large black can rush forward, using its machine gun to suppress the enemy forces in front of it.

Looking at the black and white cross on this guy's shoulder and the eagle pattern on his chest, he felt that this was clearly the Black Templar Chapter!
Faced with these Cambrian Empire versions of the Astartes, there was no need to think; the enemy had absolutely no chance to fight back.

Faced with the 20mm autocannon, not to mention these ordinary soldiers, even an armored vehicle that had just arrived was blown up!

Under the fierce attack of these Imperial Eagles, players once again felt like they were having their kills stolen by NPCs!

Good heavens, faced with these fierce attacks from the Astartes, the enemy troops guarding the camp couldn't hold out for more than three minutes and soon surrendered.

"Tsk, what a pity, I was really looking forward to seeing what effect this thing would have on someone!"

Looking at the Black Hawk soldiers kneeling and trembling before him, one of the Imperial Eagles put away his axe with a hint of boredom.

This axe was modified from a chainsaw and has been temporarily named the chainsaw axe. It seems to have amazing destructive power.

With its series of coated metal teeth, this axe can easily tear through powered armor or the protection of armored vehicles once activated.

I wonder what effect this thing would have on a person if it were to strike them; I'm sure the effect would be quite astonishing.

"Great job, buddy!"

Suppressing his shock, the player patted the big can's arm and then ran into the warehouse.

As they ran, they shouted at the group of large canned goods:
"Brothers, it's up to you now. Try your best to hold off the enemy reinforcements!"

"We believe in you, and we believe you can succeed!"

Damn! Is your battle plan really that simple and crude? It feels like you didn't have a battle plan at all.
Several Imperial Eagle warriors recalled their previous training and, seeing the players having so much fun, felt as if their previous training had been wasted.

To put it simply, these guys had no plan at all.

Judging from their fighting style, the Imperial Eagles seriously suspected that these guys hadn't thought about how to fight or how to intercept enemy reinforcements before launching the attack.

However, they still hurried to the intersection to set up a defensive line, preparing to repel the Black Hawk reinforcements that were about to arrive.

Upon hearing the soldier's report, a general with dark circles under his eyes, nicknamed "Black Hawk," hung up the phone and couldn't help but roar:

"I'm fucking @#%&..."

"What the hell is going on these past few days? It's never going to end!"

"Can't those country bumpkins from the Cambrian Empire just shut up? It's endless, attacking everywhere all day long. Where did they get so many soldiers to sneak behind us?"

Looking back on these past few days, the colonel felt he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

He receives no fewer than ten calls for help from various places every day, and reports of attacks have reached at least twenty. He doesn't know where all these Cambrian soldiers come from in this wretched place.

Even more alarmingly, according to reconnaissance by some soldiers, these Cambrian soldiers seemed to have joined forces with the Cambrian civilians in the rear who had not been wiped out by them, and then began to take root and spread.

Their scouts have already discovered several enemy bases in the vicinity, and the enemy seems to be trying to threaten their supply lines and logistics by establishing a series of small military bases.

"Send orders to our armored forces to move out immediately. Send more soldiers over there. This time, I want to capture them alive!"

"We must launch a sweeping operation in the rear, otherwise this war won't work. If we continue like this, we'll only turn the war into a complete mess!"

It wasn't just this colonel issuing orders to prepare for a sweep; elsewhere, Black Hawk officers were also organizing troops to prepare for sweeps.

As players gradually establish their bases and begin to attack Black Hawk soldiers more and more frequently, it is inevitable that their bases will be swept away by enemy forces.

However, it remains to be seen whether the Black Hawk soldiers are capable of taking over the player's base.
After all, thanks to the players' special abilities, the bases they built were completely different from the previous anti-Japanese war base models; normal bases would never have such good equipment.

The Imperial Eagles squad soon saw a large group of Black Hawk soldiers approaching them.

However, the enemy seemed to have also noticed their movements and had set up infantry guns on a small hill.

When the cannon fire started, the Imperial Eagles squad immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.

(End of this chapter)