Necromancer, summoning 055? What the heck?

Chapter 78 Who Will Be the Survivor

Death is a complicated thing. In times of peace and prosperity, you might still have the option to choose whether or not to want to die.

In such a chaotic world of war, how long one can survive has absolutely nothing to do with whether one wants to or not.

A slight buzzing sound arose.

Chen Mo found himself standing on the edge of the intelligent gimbal, fiddling with a controller. Behind him, a large device with a ring of miniature propellers took off like a spring up from the ground, soaring straight into the sky.

That was the last three-in-one "Eagle" loitering munition.

Taking advantage of the moment when the loitering munitions were taking off, Chen Mo turned his head and spoke earnestly to the soldiers groaning on the ground, or rather, to everyone present.

“I’m not a local. I’ve had a tough journey, running for my life. I shouldn’t have trusted anyone.”

"But I met Princess Liushuang and Master Locke, and you helped me several times."

"I met Luke and Old John, these simple and kind civilian mercenaries."

"I also encountered a magical mentor whom I will always respect and remember."

"Of course, there's also Captain Peven!"

"I almost thought that everyone in the world was such a good person!"

"I should thank you, and those bastards outside, for reminding me!"

"This world is still fucking dirty!"

A buzzing sound rang out, and the gimbal indicated that the loitering munition had completed identification and lock-on.

Chen Mo pressed the fire button heavily, and at the same time, Xiao Bai behind him fired a crisp long burst of fire from his long gun, accurately sending the bullet into Eriel's head.

The reason for holding back until now to fire was to avoid alerting the enemy outside with the sound of gunfire.

However, the sound of the loitering munition taking off from the ground was conspicuous enough that the enemy, who was slowly approaching from outside, cautiously stopped.

This is an elite patrol team from Zircon Territory.

Prior to this, the massive forces of Zircon Territory had swept through the area near the suspected target time and time again.

Forget about the big and small monsters on the mountain, or the wild chickens and wild boars in the fields; they even wanted to catch the beetles and earthworms under the withered branches and leaves to verify their identities.

There were some gains, including the capture of some hiding deserters and fleeing villagers, and even the catching of several long-time bandits from the Emerald Kingdom, which contributed somewhat to the region's crime closure rate.

However, they still couldn't find the young princess of Yunwu Territory.

Zircon had to expand its search area.

Because of Pevin's resolute decision, Zircon Territory was unable to obtain any useful information and could only resort to the most rudimentary method of brute force.

To prevent a repeat of the previous situation where large units couldn't be found and small units couldn't be defeated, Marquis Monroe personally directed the division of the main force at the company level into two, each consisting of about sixty men, and equipped with accompanying mages.

More than thirty such search teams were dispatched to search back and forth on the north bank. When they encountered this Emerald Warrior who had come to surrender, the elite team was overjoyed.

Upon inquiry, it was discovered that only a few elderly and infirm remained. What was there to wait for? Immense wealth was within reach!
A magical restriction was placed on the Cloud Territory sentinel, Eriel, allowing the traitor to leave first. This would both reassure the traitor and lull him into a false sense of security.

The search team then distanced themselves slightly, preparing to quietly infiltrate the village and capture the criminals in one fell swoop.

What greeted them was the last "big-headed eagle" sent by Chen Mo.

The elite of Zircon Territory instantly went on alert as the deadly metallic contraption abruptly rose into the sky. The well-trained soldiers quickly huddled together, assuming a defensive stance.

This is really unfortunate.

The loitering munitions sent by Dongxia have a default setting: when the operator issues an area attack command, if no precise strike point is given, "Big Eagle" will automatically select the "area with the highest density of identifiable life forms" to bombard.

Commonly known as: Pick up the extra ones and fry them!
It's the same principle as picking up the biggest bombs when fighting on Earth.

The enemy's formation consisted of a central main force, flanked by two flanks, with mages covering the rear.

A cluster of infantrymen, huddled together and forming a shield, is undoubtedly the primary target of loitering missiles. However, this also causes the enemy squads and mages to be out of range.

The search party's mage, accompanied by several attendants, habitually lagged behind.

As "glass cannons" on the battlefield, mages have an almost instinctive fear of urban warfare. Those low mud houses, narrow alleys, and piles of debris everywhere are all deadly traps in their eyes.

Therefore, the closer they get to such areas, the more unconsciously they place themselves as far away from the front lines as possible.

This "deep urban warfare phobia" had become their lucky charm at this moment. In the eyes of the search team's main and two deputy magicians, everything ahead was like a large-scale magic show. After a heart-pounding, violent explosion, the surging flames seared everyone's eyes.

The infantry, lined up in neat rows, were swallowed up by the flames in an instant, then violently thrown out by the shockwave, somewhat like a gaping maw taking a big bite out of a watermelon and then spitting out watermelon seeds with a crackling sound.

Yes, they were roasted until they were charred black, and the color was about the same. Some of them were even reduced by more than half when they were spat out.

Just as the core thermo-pressure effect had finished unleashing its destructive power, the second layer of deathly flames followed—white phosphorus powder was scattered by the shockwave, turning into countless jumping, sticky, and inextinguishable white flames, offering a warm comfort to the soldiers at the edge of the shockwave.

A few seconds later, as the residual effects of the high temperature and impact subsided slightly, the toxic gas from the third layer began to spray and spread.

The device cannot be produced too early, otherwise it will be instantly destroyed by the shockwave and flame temperature.

This loitering munition, which came from nowhere, severely damaged at least two-thirds of the soldiers in the team. The unit in the center of the blast was in a state of chaos with casualties, and the squads on the flanks were also affected to varying degrees.

In the end, only a relatively intact flanking squad on the right wing and a small mage squad that lagged far behind and were still in shock survived.

To Chen Mo's surprise, the enemy did not collapse in the face of such an attack. Instead, after a brief pause, they launched a surprise attack into the village.

Chen Mo had not experienced large-scale wars on the Starry Continent. When elite troops clashed, there was an unwritten rule on the battlefield: when facing attacks from mages, especially powerful mages, one could only advance, not retreat.

Using obstacles to quickly close the distance and eliminate the opponent or force them to relocate is the only way to survive.

If they try to escape, even the most agile scouts cannot outrun the ever-present magical pursuit.

Therefore, realizing that there was a high-level mage in the enemy camp, the remaining members of the Zircon Squad immediately began their advance. The commander of the right flank squad shouted at the top of his lungs, "Don't be afraid, there are only a few of them, charge..."

A blast of poison gas choked him back down his throat.

The howling north wind spread the range of the poison gas bomb and weakened its effect.

But no matter how many victories the loitering munitions have achieved, or how many casualties the enemy has suffered, as long as they are not all dead, the battle has reached this point, and a face-to-face battle is inevitable.

The house Chen Mo chose was very particular; it was a stand-alone house with an open area around it, offering no cover for the other party to use.

Using the courtyard wall as a makeshift fortification, Xiao Bai, the number one skeleton gunner on the Starry Continent, swept a burst of bullets, taking down two zircon warriors who were trying to crouch and charge forward.

One by one, the Green Pine Warriors were shot down on the way to the charge. Little Skeleton, with a gun and Chen Mo's grenades, took away six or seven of the enemy's advancing professional warriors in just over ten seconds.

Even with limited firearms and less-than-skilled operators, a defense against firearms is still far too cruel for the attackers using melee weapons.

Crimson blood left long trails in the village.

As he pulled the trigger once more, Chen Mo suddenly remembered something Peiwen had once told him.

There are no heroes in war, only survivors!

　Please note that we will respond to all questions tomorrow. Thank you for your support!

　　Some people have expressed frustration with the recent episodes, calling them tedious, pointless, or irrelevant to the main storyline.

　　I asked a friend who also writes books to read my work, and he told me, "First, you're updating too slowly! If you update faster, people might be able to tolerate you."

　　Secondly, this won't do. How can you leave a grudge that can't be avenged overnight?

　　I thought about it for a long time and admitted that what he said made sense.

　　Thank you all for your suggestions. I'd like to offer a brief explanation.

　　The purpose of going to Jade was to solve a major problem: finding a legal territory.

　　Without this, the protagonist would only ever obtain weapons and emergency supplies from the altar, never truly realizing the greatest value of Tokyo University: construction and development.

　　The protagonist's early life of wandering and hardship is meant to convey this point.

　　There are two approaches to acquiring territory. One is simple: a noble in Xiyue falls ill with a disease that cannot be cured locally, and the protagonist obtains a special medicine that instantly solves the problem.

　　Or give him an electronic device; I bet he'll become addicted to it...

　　Another approach is the one we're using now, where the protagonist and Liu Shuang are gradually introduced along a rather troublesome journey, learning about the surrounding forces, their backgrounds, and their relationships, allowing them to experience another period of growth.

　　However, it's definitely not as satisfying as the first type, where the magic touch works immediately and difficulties are suddenly resolved.

　　However, after careful consideration, I decided that the outline couldn't be changed, for fear of ruining it...

　　Let's speed things up a bit.

　　Thanks again for everyone's support!
　　May all readers like Yanzu and Yifei prosper and have all their wishes fulfilled!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)