The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 125 Save me, save me... Holy crap, quack doctor!
"It's alright. Although our enemies arrived rather quickly, which was quite unexpected, we will easily crush them!"

To the soldiers in the factory, Adolf Miller simply raised his arm and shouted:
"Knights, let us crush them with a fierce counterattack, bury them here forever! It's time to show those weak Cambrian people what hell is like!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the soldiers in the factory all shouted:
"Hi!"

Despite the suddenness of the previous attack, the unfortunate player who had fallen was resurrected once again next to Andrei's banner.

Compared to the initial fearless charge, the players seemed more cautious this time, at least they didn't all charge with bayonets open, recklessly rushing in one wave without any regard for the consequences.

Soldiers took turns surrounding Andrei, carefully protecting their commander.

On the one hand, they considered that Andrei seemed to be an important NPC; on the other hand, they were also because there were no resurrection points nearby, so they could only resurrect under Andrei's banner.

If Andrei, their standard-bearer, falls, then this wave of them will be in real trouble. Who knows where they'll be resurrected?
Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat!
A series of rapid bursts of fire suddenly rang out, and players who were charging forward fell to the ground.

But the next moment, a player immediately pulled out the newly released carrot launcher, aimed it at the window where shooting was taking place in the distance, and fired a grenade into it without any regard for the consequences.

Boom!

A loud bang was heard, and the soldier operating the machine gun immediately fell silent. The player who had fallen earlier was pulled up by the medic who followed closely behind, without any injuries whatsoever.

Andrei nodded; it seemed this group of medics was quite reliable.

After all, on the battlefield, the secondary duty of a medic is to save lives and heal the wounded; their primary duty is to enjoy the fighting first.

If you actually encounter someone who's been injected with drugs, even if they walk right past you, you wouldn't think of taking out a needle and giving them a shot.

"Everyone, you go to the left, I'll lead another group to attack from the right!"

"Watch out for the railway tracks on your left; enemies might use the minecarts there to ambush you!"

After arranging the battle order, Andrei, regardless of whether the players would listen or not, led a group of people to the right.

Neither the left nor the right side looks easy to fight. The left side has a large open railway track area, which is easy for the enemy to ambush using mine carts as obstacles, and there are also large open areas with no cover.

Meanwhile, on the right side, there are a large number of buildings, various factories and pipelines, as well as a row of chimneys, all of which would make for good ambush locations.

But now that he's already fought in the street battles, what is there for him to worry about in such complex terrain?

Especially within 300 meters, every enemy's location is displayed on the minimap!

Andrei casually pointed to the side, and immediately a player understood, picked up a sniper rifle, and took out an enemy shooter on the chimney.

The unlucky guy had just climbed up and was preparing to find a high vantage point to fire a couple of shots before quickly going around to the middle platform to hide behind the chimney.

Unexpectedly, the enemy officer seemed to have a precognitive ability and spotted him instantly!
Meanwhile, the gunfire on the other side suddenly intensified.

Andrei didn't know what the players over there had encountered, but it seemed that they were now firing at full power, and even the sound of cannons could be heard.

On Andrei's side, some players had already set up mortars and fired two shots at several areas that were not clearly visible ahead.

Although they couldn't see what was behind those obstacles, they would automatically switch to an overhead view when firing. At that point, they would be able to clearly see what enemies were behind those obstacles.

Several mortar shots failed to hit the enemy, but the shelling on this side seemed to have angered the enemy's precision marksmen in the distance.

With a bang, a player's head was instantly blown open by a bullet, and he fell to the ground without uttering a sound.

However, a medic who happened to be passing by ignored him completely, and instead engaged in a gunfight with the enemy opposite him, holding an M1916 sniper rifle and aiming it through the scope.

"Doctor, doctor, please save me..."

"Holy crap! Damn it, it's a quack medic!"

As their hopes dwindled further and further away, the players who had been constantly tagging others in the comments section suddenly felt utterly hopeless.

But just then, he saw another medic running towards him!
"Hey bro, bro, help me out... Holy crap, are you kidding me?!"

This time, the unlucky player completely lost his composure.

The medic running towards him was trying to rescue him, but to his utter surprise, a Dauntless mech that rumbled from the side raised its massive steel foot and kicked the medic player away!
Damn it! What kind of incompetent teammates are these? Don't they know how to watch where they're going when driving armored vehicles?

"That's strange, I feel like I stepped on something just now?"

One of the drivers looked at the gunner overhead with a puzzled expression and asked, but the gunner just didn't care.

"Who knows? Maybe it's a speed bump!"

"Stop thinking too much, hurry up and fire a shot at that sharpshooter over there, or he'll get away!"

boom!
With a deafening roar, a 75mm cannon shot pierced through the wall of a distant factory, blasting a large hole in it.

However, Andrei did not see any enemy corpses or remains through his binoculars, suggesting that the marksman had already escaped.

Meanwhile, in a factory building, several Fear Knights hiding in a corner watched with shock and anger as the Dreadnought mechs strode toward them from afar.

Although the black eagle emblem on the front of this fearless mech has been painted a completely different golden double-headed eagle with a red star hanging below it.

But with such a classic design, how could they not recognize it as their own Dauntless mech?
"Damn it! These despicable thieves! The Empire's precious assets have fallen into the hands of the enemy!"

After cursing twice, Lieutenant Colonel Miller asked one of the Fear Knights beside him:
"Jaeger, are you confident you can penetrate that mech? That thing is too overwhelming; we can't keep bombarding it like this!"

Jaeger nodded, pulled out a bunch of parts from the huge backpack on the back of the armor, and quickly assembled a two-meter-long gun, or rather, a cannon.

After all, a normal rifle would never have a caliber of 37mm.

Ordinary soldiers simply cannot use anti-armor guns like this, but as a Fear Knight, he is wearing power armor produced by the Empire.

With the cushioning provided by his power armor, he is able to use this super equipment that is simply impossible for a single soldier to use!

(End of this chapter)