Life Dungeon Game

Standing atop the high wall, one can gaze out over the vast wilderness on one side and overlook the entire city on the other.

This is the dividing line between humanity and the wilderness.

Sporadic gunshots could be heard all around.

That's the Kejette mercenary group seizing control of the High Wall.

A city defense force that had lost its leader and was filled with officers who had been bribed was simply no match for Kejette's mercenary group.

Everything is going smoothly, and everything is proceeding according to plan.

It seems like it's time to pop the champagne.

"Commander, look over there! Something's coming from the wilderness!"

Just then, a mercenary officer suddenly shouted.

"Ok?"

Bran paused for a moment, then picked up the binoculars hanging around his neck and looked into the distance.

In that pitch-black wilderness, a 'fleet' consisting of several fighter jets and transport planes was passing through the starlight at an extremely high speed, heading towards the gate beneath their feet.

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"One...two...five."

Bran was momentarily stunned when he saw the number of planes flying in.

Three U-77 light fighter jets and three S-15 small air transport aircraft.

There are six planes in total.

Bran tilted his binoculars back and looked deeper into the night.

There was nothing there.

Only these six planes attacked.

Typically, a federal air force squadron consists of about 5 aircraft.

This is the organization of an air force squadron.

"Commander, it's too dark. We can't see what organization this flight squadron belongs to. The city government has already refused all flights landing tonight. Could it be some flight squadron that got separated from us nearby? Should we send a signal to make them leave?"

The officer standing next to Bran, also holding a pair of binoculars, asked tentatively.

Generally, these small flight squadrons with only a few aircraft are carrying out short-distance reconnaissance or transport missions, and are not far from the main force.

"Did the scouts stationed on trade routes and safe shipping lanes return with any alarms?"

"Bran asked."

"No,"

The officer thought for a moment and shook his head. "Their reports today all indicate that everything is normal, and the radar readings are also normal. This flight squadron must have been coated with some kind of stealth paint."

At this point, he gradually realized what was going on. He looked at Bran and asked, "Captain, is there something wrong with this squad?"

"They didn't take the normal trade routes or the safe routes that have already been explored. They must have crossed the unknown wilderness directly to avoid our scouts."

Bran put down the binoculars he was holding.

"But they only have a few planes, and where are they coming from? No matter which city nearby, even if they receive a signal, even if they make a decision immediately, they can't get here in time."

The officer was somewhat incredulous.

"Yes, only a few planes,"

Bran smiled and gazed at the night sky ahead. "The high altitudes are full of dangerous alien beasts. These small teams can only fly at low altitudes. It is precisely because there are few planes and the teams are small that they can quickly traverse the complex low-altitude areas without leaving too many traces and get here in the shortest time."

He paused, then added, "We arrived just in time."

At this time, the mercenaries of the Kejette Mercenary Group were still engaged in fierce fighting with the city's defense forces on the high wall, and had not yet completely captured it.

"But how dare those few planes attack us?"

The adjutant was still somewhat incredulous. "Even if we didn't control the city's defense forces, this small squad of theirs couldn't even break through the mercenary groups guarding the city outside, let alone breach the high walls?"

Are you sure we still have many troops below us?

Bran glanced down at the area below the high wall, where the camp lights still shone brightly near the city gate.

These are the camps left behind by the Kegete mercenary group when they camped outside the city. The lights of these camps stretch along the city wall, like a huge carpet of light surrounding the city wall. They look dense and quite spectacular.

At that moment, the officer standing next to Bran suddenly realized what was happening.

Lower Camp

It looks like a lot, but most of it is empty; they just turn on the lights to make it look like there are many people.

Most of the people who were originally stationed at the West Gate have entered the city, and most of the remaining small number have been sent to support the North Gate, East Gate, and even the South Gate.

There are very few mercenaries actually outside the West Gate now, and because this is where the city defense command is located, where Dan's confidants originally had the most, the resistance here is actually the strongest among the four gates, exceeding initial expectations.

Currently, this city gate is the weakest of the four gates controlled by the Kejette Mercenary Group.

But theoretically, those who attacked shouldn't have known these things.

These mercenaries' personal communication devices were confiscated, and all their movements were kept secret.

How could they know that the mercenary group had moved most of its troops to the North and East Gates in order to guard against the Nolanka Mercenary Group?

unless······

The officer finally realized what was happening and looked at Bran. "You mean..."

Unless, of course, this squad comes from the Nolanca mercenary group that conducted the 'exercise'.

"A feint to the east while attacking the west, luring the tiger away from the mountain,"

Bran raised his binoculars again, looking at the approaching flight squadron, his fingers unconsciously stroking the surface of the binoculars. "But I didn't expect them to be so bold as to send a squadron across the wilderness."

To strike unexpectedly and catch the enemy off guard—that's what a 'surprise attack' is all about.

They had previously guessed that even if it was a surprise attack, it would be at the South Gate, but they did not expect that the target was the West Gate, which was guarded by a B-level officer.

He paused, his tone flat, and then laughed, “Our opponents are not only meticulous, but also bold and decisive.”

Immediately afterward, he turned to his adjutant beside him and said, "Signal with lights to notify the troops below to activate all mechs and anti-aircraft equipment, and stop that squad outside the city gate at all costs."

"Krot tried every means to prevent us from bringing the mechs into the city, so these mechs were left outside. Now they can be put to use."

"Yes!"

The officer beside him immediately nodded.

He ran to the side, said something to a messenger, and then let him go.

The Kejette Mercenary Group does have an internal wireless communication system, but the powerful signal interference not only affects the area inside the high walls, but also the area above them.

This was to prevent the city's garrison from sending messages into or outside the city.

However, this signal jamming is effective not only against the city defense forces but also against the Kejette mercenary group; no communication equipment can operate under such jamming.

However, the Kejette mercenary group had already practiced fighting without signal, so their organizational ability was far superior to that of the city defense army when they were at equal disadvantages.

At this moment, the only usable communication system on the high wall is the wired communication system that runs throughout the entire wall in the command center occupied by Bran.

This is also the reason why Brendan came here.

As Bran gave the order, a huge searchlight that had been temporarily hung on the high wall began to flash rapidly.

Flashing lights are a good way to send signals at night.

By varying the duration of the flashing light, specific codes are transmitted, thus forming complex information.

Humans have used this method for communication for a very long time.

Information transmission.

With high-performance computers, this kind of password, which does not require humans to memorize, can be set to be extremely complex and can transmit a much larger amount of information.

Almost immediately after the searchlights stopped flashing, the lights in the camp below began to flicker violently, and the faint sound of huge machinery starting up could be heard.

The officer then returned to Bran's side.

"Has the air defense system been brought under control?"

"Bran, who was holding the binoculars, asked."

"Only a small portion was under control,"

The officer shook his head. "The remaining city defense troops are putting up a very strong resistance. Even some of the officers who had been taking bribes have now taken sides."

They were like soldiers brought by Dan.

Bran watched the flight squadron getting closer and closer to the high wall.

The timing was perfect.

"Commander, with just these few planes, even if they have some air defense systems, we might not be able to hit them at long range, but at close range, they can only advance to the barbican gate at most. If they dare to try to fly over the high walls, they will only be destroyed."

The officer glanced at Bran's profile. "The city gates are very sturdy. They can't possibly destroy them, especially two gates. As time goes on, we'll have more and more air defense systems under our control. These planes will be shot down sooner or later."

The city gates of fortified cities are all double gates. Outside the main city gate, there is a small barbican, and outside the barbican, there is another city gate.

To enter the city, one must first pass through the gate of the barbican, then through the main city gate, before finally entering the city.

"Is there a company guarding the city gates?"

Bran suddenly asked.

"Yes."

The officer nodded in confusion.

"Send a signal to them to increase their vigilance, and send another squadron down."

Bran slowly lowered the binoculars in his hand.

What he was worried about was precisely the city gate.

"Yes!"