The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 194 Crows Flying in Planes? Tanks Flying in Planes!
What should your army group do?
Upon hearing this, Mikhailov fell silent for a moment, unsure how to respond.

In his view, these men's army group was undoubtedly doomed. Under such circumstances, surrounded by the enemy, it seemed impossible for them to break out.

Unless there is external assistance, such as the Empire mobilizing several additional army groups to exert pressure on this side and work with the besieged troops to open a passage, it would be impossible to rescue the people inside.

The problem is, where does the current empire get so many troops to be deployed to such places?

The troops on the northern front are now almost entirely withdrawing towards Petrograd, leaving them no room to launch a counter-offensive.

The enemy's advance is too fast. Sending troops to launch a counterattack at this time could easily result in the counterattack going awry and the newly dispatched troops being wiped out by the enemy.

Faced with this situation, abandoning this army group was practically the only option.

Although Mikhailov did not answer, the captain who asked the question only glanced at the general's face and already knew the fate of the army group.

"...General, I understand. We will withdraw as quickly as possible and then use the Luga River to hold off the enemy!"

"Thank you for your rescue, General. Please take good care of yourself!"

After saying this, the captain returned to his unit and continued to organize the other soldiers to run north.

However, a hint of confusion still lingered in his eyes, because he didn't know how the war would unfold.

From the very beginning of the war, apart from seemingly gaining some initial advantage, they spent the rest of the time in retreat.

What was initially considered an advantage now seems utterly laughable, as it was clearly a trap deliberately set by the enemy!

When the border troops were invaded, they tried to launch a counterattack against the enemy, but they were surrounded and annihilated without even making a dent.

After that, their experience along the way was basically retreat, blocking, and then retreating again, constantly retreating.

The empire is vast, a fact universally acknowledged, but they don't know how much land this vast empire actually has left for them to continue their retreat.

If Luga is also lost, their only remaining option is Petrograd. If Petrograd is also lost, then the entire empire will completely collapse in the northwest.

General Mikhailov felt a pang of sadness as he watched the retreating troops.

Once upon a time, these soldiers were the best young men in the Cambrian Empire, each one spirited and radiant.

But now, they all seem to have become weathered and worn. Although they still maintain their morale, their current appearance is no different from that of beggars dug out of a garbage dump.

Watching helplessly as imperial territory fell into enemy hands, Mikhailov naturally felt distressed, and like the soldiers before him, he was filled with uncertainty about the future.

"...Damn it, I'll kill those bastards' whole families one day!"

Recalling the various horrific scenes he had witnessed along the way, Mikhailov's initial confusion was replaced by renewed determination.

Regardless of whether they can win or not, so many people have died at the hands of these guys, and this blood debt must not be wiped clean!

Even if he dies, he will take more Black Hawk Japanese soldiers with him to die!
Just then, Mikhailov suddenly heard the sound of gunfire.

He realized that this must be an encounter between the armored forces he had previously arranged to cover the rear and the enemy's follow-up troops.

"Quickly, turn back the way we came and block the enemy behind us!"

Mikhailov quickly shouted to the other soldiers, but before he could give the order, he discovered that the armored vehicles from Andrei's unit had already started moving!

"Damn it, are these guys always this self-disciplined when they're fighting?!"

Watching the armored vehicles move, Mikhailov was both amused and exasperated, completely baffled by the tactics of Andrei's soldiers.

If these soldiers aren't elite, then he has to be the first to stand up and refute that.

Having just led his men through a battle, he had a deep understanding of these soldiers.

Judging solely from the individual qualities and combat skills of the soldiers, each of these soldiers possesses exceptional skills.

Although the machine gunners and artillerymen inside the armored vehicles were somewhat wasting firepower, their attacks were extremely accurate—at least the most accurate artillerymen and machine gunners he had ever seen.

Meanwhile, he also learned some information about Andrei's cavalry from his own cavalrymen.

Although he couldn't understand how Andrei's cavalry could make their horses gallop at such speeds.
However, he was still able to successfully control these warhorses at such speeds, be agile and free in battle, and hit his target every time while on horseback.

Such cavalry has already reached the theoretical limit; at least he couldn't imagine how his cavalry could be improved after reaching this level.

However, Mikhailov felt that the discipline of Andrei and his soldiers was really not up to par.

These guys are sometimes too self-motivated; once they spot the enemy, they rush in on their own without waiting for orders from their superiors.

Such unauthorized action would be a major taboo on the battlefield, something that would be written into textbooks. Surprisingly, Andrei and his soldiers were able to win battles.

Running alongside the armored vehicle, Mikhailov also kept observing the soldiers' performance in combat.

He also noticed that these soldiers sometimes fought in a very disorganized and chaotic manner, almost like they were just firing haphazardly.

However, in many situations, these soldiers can demonstrate amazing teamwork and coordination, without any communication, each having already assigned their own enemy and even assigned tactics.

Looking at the performance of the soldiers in front of him, he couldn't help but think to himself.

Could it be that the future direction of warfare is to transform the original large-scale military units into these scattered yet well-coordinated tactical squads?
He felt that this approach might actually be viable, but the biggest problem was how to ensure that these teams could work together effectively.
Can we really expect these people to be on the same wavelength?
Mikhailov had always been puzzled by this, unable to understand where Andrei and his soldiers' tacit understanding came from.

But he didn't know that Andrei's group of players had something called a chat area.

What he didn't know was that, in addition to public chat in the main channel, chat rooms could also be used for private chats by players adding each other as friends.

With the chat area, players have unknowingly achieved a personalized combat mode, truly putting them far ahead of the competition.

Putting aside the issues in the chat area, Mikhailov suddenly noticed that several airships were approaching from the distance overhead!
"Oh no, hide quickly!"

Seeing his armored troops remaining in place, using the surrounding obstacles to try and exchange fire with the enemy in the distance, Mikhailov was extremely anxious.

Although the airships flying towards them were all small, they were still enough to deal a fatal blow to his armored forces.

Compared to large airships, armored forces are often more afraid of attacks from small airships because these small airships are very accurate.

When concealed by obstacles, these small airships are somewhat lacking in attack capabilities.

However, if it is just traveling on a highway, and a skilled pilot is operating such an airship, the enemy only needs one round of bombs and machine guns to wipe out an entire convoy on the highway.

"Damn it, it's time for the Empire to develop anti-aircraft mechs!"

Seeing that his armored unit seemed to have no air defense capabilities and there was nowhere to hide in the open field, Mikhailov was extremely anxious.

Because the Empire did not value its air force, it also did not value its anti-aircraft firepower much.

The Empire might spare no expense in equipping warships and fortresses with anti-aircraft guns, but the vast majority of armored units truly lack anti-aircraft guns capable of accompanying armored troops in combat.

As for those towed anti-aircraft guns pulled by trucks?
According to Mikhailov's research, this thing is completely useless in actual combat!
Although this thing has a large caliber and strong power, it is very effective at destroying enemy airships.

However, the biggest drawback of this weapon is that it is too slow to deploy. After being attacked, such a towed artillery can take at least ten minutes to deploy and be used.

With that kind of skill, they would have been dead long ago!

The enemy airships only take a few minutes from their arrival to their departure after the bombing. Before the anti-aircraft artillery can be deployed, these things will be destroyed.

As for the anti-aircraft machine guns mounted on trucks, they do have some anti-aircraft capabilities, but their effectiveness is also not very good.

Insufficient firepower makes it difficult to shoot down airships, and coupled with the fact that Imperial trucks often break down, these anti-aircraft trucks often can't keep up.

Therefore, Mikhailov felt that the Empire really needed to research an anti-aircraft mech.

The enemy airships were getting closer and closer, and the first bomb had already been dropped, hitting a Burner mech that had been knocked down and unable to move after its mechanical legs were hit by the enemy on the road.

With a deafening roar, the mech, equipped with a large shield and massive mechanical claws, was blasted into pieces by the enemy's precise bombing.

In addition, a set of machine guns at the front of the airship was also firing at the ground, which happened to set a Reindeer Mech that was fleeing nearby on fire.

Mikhailov was extremely anxious as he looked at the destroyed mechs and the approaching airships.

Following this trend, does it mean that all the armored units in his cavalry unit will ultimately perish?
Just then, Mikhailov suddenly heard a clear cannon shot from behind him.

This cannon shot was unlike any other cannon sound he had ever heard before; no other cannon could produce such a crisp sound.

The airship, which was gradually approaching, suddenly seemed to have suffered a severe blow. A large hole was blasted in the lower compartment, and black smoke billowed out.

Where did the cannon come from?

Mikhailov quickly turned around and was pleasantly surprised to find a soldier lying on the armored vehicle, holding a strange cannon he had never seen before, and firing it into the sky.

He couldn't recognize what kind of cannon it was, but he thought it was short and compact, and looked like it was perfect for a single soldier to carry.

Just as he was thinking this, the second shot was fired.

With the same crisp cannon fire, this shell seemed to have hit the airship's gasbag directly. With a loud bang, the airship's gasbag exploded into a fireball on the spot.

Seeing their companion engulfed in flames and slowly plummeting towards the ground, the other airships turned and fled without hesitation.

Damn it, there are enemy anti-aircraft weapons here! And nobody notified them!

Upon seeing the enemy airships driven away, the surrounding cavalrymen cheered.

Immediately after Mikhailov gave the order, the cavalry charged toward the mechanized infantry squad that had just arrived, accompanied by advancing armored units, looking quite menacing.

However, after giving the order, Mikhailov did not rush forward with the others.

Instead, he quickly ran towards the player, and looked at the cannon in his hand with a surprised expression, while the player stared blankly at him.

"Soldier, quick! Let me see your weapon!"

The player, being targeted by the general, couldn't understand what was wrong with this NPC. Could it be that he had triggered some hidden storyline?

With that in mind, he handed over the AT receiver he was carrying without hesitation and put it into Mikhailov's hand.

"Let me see... Oh my god!"

Mikhailov had barely finished speaking when he couldn't help but let out a scream.

Before this, he had seen the strong soldier carrying the AT cannon and running alongside the armored vehicle, so he thought that this small cannon was not very heavy.

But when he actually got his hands on it, the 40-kilogram weight immediately strained Mikhailov's back!

Hearing the crisp sound of the cannon hitting the ground, Mikhailov felt a pang of heartache and glanced at the player in front of him with a hint of reproach.

Goodness, this thing is so heavy, why didn't you tell me sooner?
The player blinked, bewildered by the NPC's subtle glance.

What's going on? Why is this NPC so weak?
Mikhailov lifted the cannon from the ground with some effort, examined it carefully, and gradually lost interest in it.

He had previously thought that he had discovered a good enough anti-armor and anti-aircraft weapon that most soldiers could use!
Because he saw the soldier carrying a small cannon and moving swiftly, he subconsciously assumed that the thing must be very light.

But when he got his hands on it, he found that this thing was not light at all; it was even heavier than a heavy machine gun!

In comparison, the bulky, heavy, and rather inflexible anti-armor rifle seems to have more advantages!

Once Mikhailov realized that the reason this thing was so useful was not because the weapon itself was good, but because the strong man in front of him had an exceptionally high level of physical strength, his interest in this cannon immediately diminished.

He'd rather spend his time figuring out how ordinary soldiers should use such a cumbersome weapon than figuring out how to make all soldiers as strong as this burly man in front of him.

Thinking of this, he immediately decided to ask this player what he ate to grow so strong.
Upon seeing Mikhailov approaching him with a sinister smile and greeting him warmly, the player felt a chill run down his spine and instinctively wanted to back away.

Goodness gracious! Could it be that he encountered a gay man in the game?
Does this game really need to make all the elements so comprehensive and diverse?
While the players on this side were still busy dealing with Mikhailov's questions, a new round of aerial battle had already broken out on the other side.

A bunch of curious players flew their planes into the encirclement battlefield and began to hunt down the Black Hawk helicopters that hadn't had time to evacuate from the airspace above the encirclement.

One player piloted the fastest air combat fighter jet, used an acceleration skill to rush up, and went to experience a short trip to another world.

There was no way around it; that "Warspace" that suddenly appeared in the players' sight was just too eye-catching, and he also wanted to take a trip into the Warspace.

Of course, only a very small number of players would sacrifice their fighter jets to travel to the subspace.

The vast majority of players were still honestly attacking the enemy's airships.

After some research, these players came up with a strategy to counter large airships: boarding them!

To take down such a large airship, simply relying on indiscriminate firepower would be impossible unless they could carry two more people on the wings of the aircraft, such as two intruders, and have them use subspace artillery.

Otherwise, it would be too difficult to eliminate this thing using pure firepower!

In comparison, boarding such airships is much simpler. The only problem is that their bombers cannot fly too low above the airships.

If the altitude is too low, their bombers will be destroyed on the spot by anti-aircraft fire, so they can only drop people off from high altitudes to board them.

However, if they could really fly to such a low altitude that the airship would be large enough in their field of vision, then why would they need to drop players to board the ship?

Wouldn't it be better to have bombers drop bombs directly on the airship's nose and launch a bombing run?
Especially since the bomb has only undergone a brief free fall and its speed has not yet increased, it is impossible for the Void Shield to stop it.

Unfortunately, this thing's anti-aircraft firepower is as bizarre as a hedgehog, forcing players to rely on airdrops and boarding maneuvers to win battles.

Theoretically speaking, switching sides doesn't necessarily give players an advantage.

If you can't throw a bomb accurately, does that mean a player will definitely be able to jump accurately?
However, no matter what, after opening the parachute, players can still control its direction to some extent.

Although the change in direction of movement is very slight, in this context, it is equivalent to the level of a guided bomb.

Using this method, as long as the timing of opening the parachute is appropriate enough, and you don't open it too early and get shot dead by the enemy's anti-aircraft fire, then boarding is quite feasible for the player... what a load of rubbish!

Such a skill is absolutely beyond the capabilities of ordinary paratroopers.

Only highly experienced or specialized paratroopers have a chance of successfully parachuting over the enemy. Therefore, after some research, players quickly discovered a new method:

Find a few top players in the game who are best at parachuting in, ask them to be in charge of parachuting in, and give them a military flag along with them.

As soon as one person lands successfully, the other players will immediately respawn from the flag and launch a fierce attack on the airship together!

In particular, the Black Hawk Empire's airships have virtually no defensive capabilities, and they seem to have never considered the possibility of being boarded from within.

Therefore, these Black Hawk soldiers had almost no chance to resist the player's attack.

On the battlefield, having successfully boarded an airship, the former boarding expert, while piloting the airship, asked the others with some puzzlement:

"By the way, I was wondering if our boarding maneuver might be exploiting a bug?"

"I always feel something's off. Isn't our boarding too easy?"

Upon hearing this, the other players, busy manipulating anti-aircraft fire and unleashing a barrage of shots at other airships around them, said nonchalantly while firing:
"Why are you worrying so much? You're definitely overthinking it!"

"Since this game has even created the interior space of the airship, and done it with such detail, it must be encouraging us to use this boarding maneuver tactic to attack!"

Another player chimed in:
"That's right. I think the reason we're being so lucky right now is because we've stumbled upon some lucky ones. All we've encountered are bombing ships or other types of airships!"

"Don't forget, we've encountered enemy paratroopers before. Those things not only wear powered armor, but they even have drop pods!"

"Just imagine, after you finally manage to get a few people aboard, you come in to find an entire Astartes airship. What kind of scene would that be?"

Upon hearing this, the gangster who had previously harbored some doubts suddenly had none left.

Okay, he was definitely overthinking it!

It wasn't that the game balance was broken; he just happened to be lucky and landed on an unsuspecting airship twice in a row.

If we were to encounter one of those enemy airships specifically designed to transport paratroopers...

The thought of walking in and seeing a whole squad of heavily armored, fear knights wielding greatswords and spears aimed at him sent a chill down his spine.

Damn, the Black Hawk Empire in this world is just too advanced; they've even created a pseudo-Astartes!

The problem is that these airships aren't big enough. If they really built warships like the Warhammer, he felt that a single boarding operation would be equivalent to a battle!

Meanwhile, the Black Hawk troops on the ground were furious as they looked at the airships in the sky that had been captured by the enemy.

In the command post, a corps commander dialed the number to the Air Force and launched into a tirade:
"Trash! Useless trash! You've completely disgraced the empire!"

"You bastard, can anyone tell me how many times this has happened already?"

“I remember yesterday you assured me that the stolen airship was just an accident, and that it would never happen again!”

"So can anyone tell me what's going on with that thing pooping on my head right now? Did the soldiers up there defect?"

At the air force base, the air force officer, who was being berated by the army, also looked quite uncomfortable.

He was speechless. When they were studying various airship tactics before, how come they never thought of this kind of fighting method?
The idea of ​​paratroopers boarding their airship and seizing it is simply a fantasy!

"I'm sorry, General, but I feel I need to say it again: the Air Force truly had no way of anticipating this situation!"

"Under normal circumstances, let alone the extremely low probability of parachuting onto an airship from such a height, even if the enemy were confident they could successfully deploy their parachutes, our anti-aircraft firepower would be more than enough to shoot them down!"

"Even if the anti-aircraft fire fails to shoot it down, if only one or two people rush in, our soldiers inside won't be unable to resist. Therefore, this situation is really not within our consideration!"

But before he could finish his explanation, the general on the other end of the phone roared.

"Enough! The Empire has given the Air Force so many resources. Is this how you explain yourself when you run into trouble?"

"Because of this situation, we have already lost two large airships, and my troops are being bombed by our own airships!"

"I'm not interested in your explanations. Now that this has already happened, I just want to know what to do."

"Hey! Hey! If you're so capable of being a useless piece of trash, then don't hang up the phone!"

Seeing the phone being hung up, the Black Hawk commander flew into a rage and slammed the phone to the ground.

Damn it, he shouldn't have had any expectations of those people in the Air Force!
"Quickly, aim all our anti-aircraft guns at that airship that the enemy captured up there, and shoot that thing down!"

"That's right, we're going to shoot down our own airship. I'll take responsibility for any problems that arise afterward, so you don't need to worry!"

Immediately after making another call to the rear air defense position, he sat down breathlessly to the side. Seeing this, a staff officer next to him quickly and perceptively handed him a handkerchief.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, the army commander said angrily:

"Let our troops cease their attack and continue the siege!"

"Also, notify the logistics department that the next military train will bring us more anti-aircraft firepower. We need to deal with the Cambrian Empire's air force!"

"This is unbelievable! When did the Cambrian Empire's air force start to rise up?"

Having successfully captured an airship, the player unleashed a barrage of bombs on the surrounding area while simultaneously coordinating with fighter jets to engage other enemy airships.

It's a bit of a pity that after they used this airborne tactic, before they could replicate it again, the enemy's remaining two large airships were already occupied by other airships.

It seems the other side also realized how underhanded this tactic was, so they simply used other airships to take the fall.

Small airships are a bit lacking because they only have a cockpit and nothing else, making it impossible to board them.

However, medium-sized airships can also be captured in this way. It just feels pointless to let skilled players waste their energy on these worthless escort airships.

Their success rate in doing this is low, and it often results in significant damage to many aircraft.

If the goal is simply to capture an enemy escort airship that isn't particularly useful, then doing this seems like a waste of money.

Just then, one of the players suddenly had an idea and quickly sent it to the player at the airport behind them.

King Gigi: [I say, how about we try driving a tank onto the wing and then have our plane carry it over?]

I wonder if this game can replicate the controls from Battlefield. If it can, we could just drive tanks and shoot down planes!

He hadn't really thought of it before, but then it suddenly occurred to him:
Because of their physical engines, aircraft in the battlefield have monstrous carrying capacity. They can even drive a tank onto the wing, and as long as they maintain their balance, the tank can stay safely on it and fly with the aircraft.

It can carry a tank and fly, and its speed doesn't even decrease. It's practically magic.

To be honest, if we could bring a tank like this up here, it would probably be quite effective against airships, right?
He wasn't quite sure what kind of physics engine the airships here used, but in his memory, there seemed to be instances where players used kamikaze attacks to knock down enemy airships, and there were even instances where airships collided with each other.

So in his view, even if the plane was destroyed, he wouldn't be afraid of flying such a big thing onto the enemy airship.

As long as it hits the target, sending a tank falling from the sky should be enough to destroy the enemy's airship.

Even if they failed to destroy the airship, there is no such thing as a tank falling to its death on the battlefield. They could take this opportunity to develop an armored airborne tactic!

Players always enjoy watching the fun and finding things interesting. When they suddenly realized that this action might be funny, some players immediately volunteered to take over.

A player who was originally waiting for a plane at the airport mounted a warhorse and galloped towards the factory at lightning speed. Then, he spent his merits as quickly as possible to recruit a Saint-Samon tank.

The waiting time was long, making him somewhat impatient.

After finally being recruited, he quickly drove the tank to the airport as fast as he could.

Fortunately, the Battlefield version of the San Chamon tank is extremely mobile, several times faster than the original San Chamon.

So he didn't spend too much time driving to the airport, and as soon as he arrived, players were already there with bombers ready to go.

"Quick, quick, get in the car! The experienced driver is about to start the ride!"

Hearing how ruthless the bomber pilot was, the player couldn't help but laugh.

"Shouldn't you be a veteran pilot? How come you're flying a plane instead of driving a car?"

As he spoke, he carefully drove the Saint-Samon Tank onto the wing, using a gentle slope that the engineer player had just built.

Under normal circumstances, the fragile wings would have been crushed to pieces long ago by being run over by a tank like that.

However, due to the special physics engine, when placed in reality, the bomber's wings appear quite extraordinary:
It withstood being run over by a San Chamon tank, yet it didn't deform at all!

If the materials scientists of the Black Hawk Empire were to see this scene, they would surely exclaim that it was impossible.

In order to build a qualified airship, they tested countless materials before finally choosing the current combination.

If the Black Hawk Empire can really invent such a miraculous material, then their future air force and tanks won't need any other metals; they can just use this stuff to build everything.

In terms of both strength and weight, this thing is so incredible that it's almost terrifying. If you didn't know better, you'd think it was Marvel's vibranium!
"Hey! Drive carefully, don't throw me off!"

As they watched themselves fly up, the player inside the tank was filled with excitement, but couldn't help but remind their companion.

At a time like this, if the plane tilts even slightly, he could be thrown off.

Who knows which ravine his tank will end up in after it crashes to the ground?

"Don't worry, trust my skills. We never failed when we were deploying tanks in Battlefield One!"

With an excited expression, he piloted the bomber smoothly into the air, heading straight for the distant war zone where battles were raging.

Because that war zone was relatively far from here, their flight was quite tedious.

However, they could occasionally spot enemy reconnaissance squads or other scattered units on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the bomber would move over there and drop its bombs on the ground.

Although such a straight bombing run would make them easy targets for enemy anti-aircraft guns, most reconnaissance squads and scattered enemy advance units did not carry much anti-aircraft firepower.

As long as they were at a slightly higher altitude and didn't accidentally get their heads blown off by sharpshooters on the ground, their bombing mission would have been a close call.

The continuous bombing left many Black Hawk soldiers somewhat bewildered at that moment.

They thought that taking a few bombs would be enough, but to their surprise, after dropping a round of bombs, the strange aircraft circled around and came back to drop more bombs!

Your Majesty, just how much payload do these aircraft have, and how many bombs are packed inside?
If you didn't know better, you'd think this thing was an airship!

They casually blew up some wild monsters as a way to relieve the boredom of their journey, and then continued flying in the same direction they had been traveling.

But just then, they suddenly saw a green magic circle appear in the sky ahead.

No one knows where these vast green magic circles came from, but in an instant, countless ones unfolded in the sky, and a series of fire rains poured down onto the ground.

Below these magic circles, an entire lush forest was instantly engulfed in a rain of fire, with eerie green flames burning everywhere, a terrible smell permeating the air, and billowing black smoke visible from afar.

"Wait a minute, what's going on over there? Why is there such a loud commotion?"

"Could it be that an enemy mage group is making a move?"

The player piloting the bomber looked at the magic circles that suddenly appeared in the distance with a slightly surprised expression.

Seeing it from the ground is one thing, but seeing it from the sky in an airplane makes the feeling of this magic even more oppressive.

Although in terms of actual attack effectiveness, a single attack from this large area of ​​magic arrays might not be as effective as a few rocket launchers.

However, it must be said that such an attack, purely driven by personal power, is very moving.

"Shall we go over there and join the fun?"

The player inside the tank made a suggestion, and the bomber immediately turned to the side and flew straight towards the magical battle.

Airships can be bombed at any time, and there are plenty of opportunities to drop tanks onto them.

Compared to the airships they've grown somewhat tired of, these spells in front of them look much more interesting!
It's unclear when the spell system will be available to players. Until now, most of the time they've just watched their own side being attacked by enemy battle mages, and haven't really seen their own mages retaliate against the enemy.

Just as the bombers were approaching, a sudden cold front appeared, instantly extinguishing the raging fire in the forest and turning a large area around it into a world of ice and snow.

"Holy crap, is this a mage fighting a living saint?"

The two players, hiding inside the vehicle, also felt a sudden chill. Fortunately, their senses were weakened in the game, so they only felt slightly cold, but not to the point of being shivering.

That is, the player's constitution is special, which is why they didn't feel anything was wrong.

If it were a normal soldier, wearing only thin clothing and facing such temperatures, they would almost instantly freeze and suffer from hypothermia.

While they wouldn't freeze to death on the spot, they would obviously be shivering and unable to move.

Located in the jungle on the ground, the living saint Sophia looked at the enemies around her, a look of surprise on her aged face.

"You have prophetic mages who have altered the oracle? I clearly received instructions from the Cold-Blooded Lady that the commander of your synthetic army is here!"

Looking at the mages surrounding her, how could she not know that she had fallen into the enemy's trap?

However, she was not afraid of the trap in front of her. Compared to this problem, what she cared about most was to know what method the enemy used to tamper with the oracle.

"Hehehe, Your Excellency, you jest. We have no power to influence the gods!"

Among the ranks of mages, a mage with the rank of lieutenant general on his shoulder stepped forward and looked at the living saint before him with hawk-like eyes.

He removed the mask from his face and then pointed to the rank insignia on his shoulder, saying:

"I am indeed the commander of the Rhine Combined Arms Corps, but the Empire has never stipulated that high-ranking officers cannot be mages!"

(End of this chapter)