The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 270 Heading to Ulyanovka, Ambush!
"How is this going?"

Sitting in front of the campfire, Lieutenant General Volkov muttered to himself with some doubt.

Volkov led his soldiers to sweep through the military camp. Although they didn't find much useful weaponry, they did collect a considerable amount of food that they hadn't taken with them.

At this moment, these foods were actually more valuable than weapons.

Although their army was running low on ammunition, the arrival of players, especially support soldiers who could throw ammunition packs, replenished the Cambrian soldiers' ammunition.

However, players cannot conjure food, otherwise Andrei wouldn't be so troubled by the impending famine in Petrograd.

During the previous siege, their entire infantry corps' food supplies had been almost exhausted, forcing the troops to implement a rationing system. The soldiers could only receive half of their usual daily rations.

Now that they have seized this large quantity of military rations from the Black Hawk Empire, they have temporarily relieved their immediate crisis.

Of course, what's more important now is that they seem to have broken through the enemy's encirclement!
The encirclement, which should have been firmly defended to their north, suddenly vanished. It seemed the enemy had chosen to retreat, which was simply the best news imaginable.

However, Volkov dared not let his guard down, because he was worried that the Black Hawk Empire might have set up an ambush here, perhaps even setting a trap for him in advance.

"But do you think Black Hawk would go to such lengths just to annihilate our unit?"

After sighing by the campfire, Volkov asked his staff officer:

"If it were me, I definitely wouldn't waste time on tactical maneuvers at a time like this. I would simply rely on our overwhelming numerical superiority to slowly encircle them, or crush them in one fell swoop!"

Upon hearing this, his staff officers nodded in agreement, feeling that their commander's words made perfect sense.

"Forget about that for now. Let's eat and drink our fill, get a good night's rest, and then at dawn the next day, we'll launch another fierce attack on the enemy to the north!"

"I refuse to believe it. Now that they've already broken through the encirclement, surely we can break out completely?"

This infantry division had previously blocked their important retreat route and occupied some of the fortifications that the Cambrian Empire had built there.

So even though they launched several fierce attacks in the due north direction, they failed to break through the defenses of this mechanized infantry division. But now that the enemy's defenses are in their hands, what do they have to fear?
The next day, the unit set off at the crack of dawn.

Despite getting up very early, all the soldiers looked to be in excellent spirits.

Or rather, last night's brief rest was the best rest they could get in all these days.

Because a large amount of their infantry's own equipment had been destroyed, and many of their livestock had been lost or killed, they had to rely on manpower to transport supplies to the rear.

The carts, which should have been pulled by warhorses, were instead pulled by the soldiers themselves, which undoubtedly slowed down the advance of the infantry corps.

But there was no other way; if they didn't take these supplies with them, they wouldn't be able to escape.

This long journey was not something that could be accomplished in just a few days. The soldiers could only carry about three days' worth of rations, otherwise it would exceed their carrying capacity, because these Cambrian soldiers were already very exhausted.

In this situation, they could only try their best to bring as many supplies as possible.

There were no cannons in this unit, because all of them had been destroyed during their retreat.

Without enough trucks, they couldn't possibly move those cannons weighing several tons or even tens of tons by manpower, let alone the heavy shells.

Moreover, their operation was a retreat, and even if they encountered the enemy, they would not have been able to quickly set up an artillery position.

If they were to encounter the mechanized forces of the Black Hawk Empire head-on, they could rush over in just a few minutes, leaving the soldiers no time to set up their artillery.

They walked with all their might, fearing that the Black Hawk Army would catch up with them, and were constantly on edge, worried that they might accidentally encounter the enemy ahead.

They knew that a significant portion of the infantry division that was supposed to intercept them had chosen to head north.
But they didn't know why the enemy suddenly chose to head north, nor did they know where the enemy had gone.

All they knew was that the enemy had chosen to move using various trucks and armored vehicles, so their movement speed was much faster than their own, and they were probably already tens or even hundreds of kilometers away.

Just as they were thinking this, they suddenly heard a cannon shot.

"Wait, everyone stop! Where is that gunfire coming from?"

An officer quickly shouted to those around him and ran off the road as fast as he could, heading towards the nearby wilderness.

They feared the artillery fire was aimed at them, and if so, staying on the highway would be suicide.

"I don't know, look over there!"

Suddenly, a soldier pointed into the distance, his face filled with surprise and uncertainty, and shouted that he saw what looked like a meteor shower streaking across the sky in the distance.

Just then, they suddenly noticed that a troop seemed to be rapidly approaching from afar, with what appeared to be a group of cavalry charging at the forefront, but they looked somewhat different from cavalry.

"Everyone, they're our people, don't worry!"

"Don't worry, our general has already wiped out the enemy!"

Compared to the slightly panicked soldiers around them, a group of players who had been parachuted into this unit and chosen to fight alongside them immediately shouted at them.

The players immediately recognized that the cavalry approaching from afar were their comrades.
However, most players didn't give these teammates who came charging over a friendly look, because they knew that the enemies ahead must have been dealt with, which was why they were able to come over!

Damn it, their heads were stolen!
Before long, Andrei's main force arrived here and successfully joined forces with the besieged Cambrian infantry corps.

As soon as Andrei jumped off a Tiger tank, a group of Cambrian soldiers excitedly surrounded him.

"Hey, buddy, well done!"

"Haha, that's great! Thank you for your support. This battle was fought brilliantly!"

Before Andrei could say anything, he was surrounded by the Cambrian soldiers. A group of Cambrian soldiers, who looked extremely disheveled, excitedly gave him a hug one by one, their eyes filled with the joy of surviving a disaster.

Although he was covered in dust, Andrei didn't mind at all and hugged them just as warmly.

"Brothers, I have good news for you: the roads to the north have been cleared!"

"Follow us and retreat immediately. The army group headquarters has already given you orders. You can now return to Petrograd to recuperate!"

Upon hearing this, the already excited group of Cambrian soldiers became even more agitated; they even had an urge to lift Andrei up.

The night before last, they all thought they were going to be trapped here and die!
Although their superiors kept telling them that an army from Petrograd was on its way to their aid as quickly as possible.

They didn't quite believe it at first.

After all, they had seen far too many similar situations in the early stages of the war.

They claimed that allied forces should hold their ground and that reinforcements would arrive soon, but in reality, these allied forces were basically abandoned.

It's not that no reinforcements came to help at all. Although the Cambrian Empire's army was indeed terrible, it still had some sense of the big picture.

However, the Black Hawk Empire's offensive speed was simply too fast!

As a result, many reinforcements were cut off and surrounded by the enemy before they could even reach them, ultimately ending up getting themselves killed.

That's why they didn't have high hopes for reinforcements until they saw Andrei's troops arrive, at which point they truly felt hope.

The soldiers surrounding Andrei ultimately did not actually lift him up in the air.

One reason is that these soldiers were extremely exhausted at the moment. When they learned that they were finally safe, many of them even collapsed to the ground with a thud.

On the other hand, it was because Andrei shouted loudly at them:
"Alright, brothers, you can go about your business. Does anyone know how to get there? I need to see your commander, Lieutenant General Volkov!"

Upon hearing this, the soldiers suddenly realized that the young man they were surrounding might not be just an ordinary armored soldier.

In any case, the young soldier must have something important to say if he wanted to see their commander.

Under their guidance, Andrei soon met Lieutenant General Volkov, but when he arrived, he noticed that Volkov seemed to be tending to his wounds.

Sitting on a cart, Lieutenant General Volkov gritted his teeth as a medic carefully used a bayonet, which appeared to have come from nowhere, to cut away some of the inflamed and ulcerated flesh from his leg.

"Excuse my bluntness, General, but you must take penicillin immediately, otherwise the infection in your wound may become uncontrollable..."

So... did penicillin already exist at this time?
Andrei wasn't really familiar with the development of medicine in this world, but it seemed that even if they had penicillin, it was probably seized from the Black Hawk Empire's army.

Otherwise, if the Cambrian army were equipped with this drug, he would definitely know about it. It's impossible that a lieutenant general like him couldn't obtain it.
"No, let's give it to the soldiers and officers who are more seriously injured first. I believe my body is strong enough."

Lieutenant General Volkov waved his hand and pointed to a group of soldiers and officers lying on a cart behind him, suffering from persistent high fevers, and said:

“I can hold on a little longer. There will be better medical conditions after we are withdrawn to Petrograd, but they are almost at their limit.”

Seeing this, Andrei stepped forward with some confusion and asked:
"Wait a minute, General, I don't understand, where are all the medical nuns in your team?"

"There can't possibly be no medical nuns in your entire military company, can there?"

Honestly, the longer the fight went on, the more Andrei felt that the profession of medical nun was really powerful!
No matter what kind of external injury it is, the medical nun can heal it with a single treatment, and there will be no wound infection. The only problem is that she can't replenish the blood lost due to excessive blood loss.

In such circumstances, unless the injury is too severe, the wounded soldier has a very high probability of recovering quickly under the care of the medical nuns, or at the very least, he can be saved.

Unfortunately, the Cambrian Empire still had too few medical nuns.

If it weren't for the fact that Yelena was an old acquaintance of Andrei, and the two had been neighbors who grew up together since childhood, plus the fact that General Constantine could give him a favor, it would have been a different story.

Otherwise, expecting to equip just a company with medical nuns is just wishful thinking. A whole regiment wouldn't even be able to do that!

Upon hearing Andrei's words, Lieutenant General Volkov gave a wry smile.

"Sigh, don't even mention it. We originally had a seven-person medical nun squad, but when we were surrounded, the Black Hawk Empire's artillery bombardment blew them up."

"A 150mm shell hit their team directly, and these girls sacrificed their lives heroically."

Sure enough, he knew it would be like this; on the battlefield, shells really don't discriminate.

Andrei stepped forward, immediately changed his profession to medic, and then pulled a needle out of thin air from behind him.

Under Lieutenant General Volkov's questioning gaze, Andrei quickly pulled him over, stuck a needle into his exposed arm, and then injected the medicine from the needle.

To be honest, he didn't know what the medicine inside the needle was, but it was particularly effective when used on players.

Besides treating players, it seems that healing ordinary soldiers also works, but it doesn't have an instant effect.

However, Lieutenant General Volkov was stunned by Andrei's actions. The way he gave him an injection upon meeting him seemed far too practiced.
The young man ambushed him, showing no martial ethics; he was careless and didn't dodge!
He stared blankly as Andrei received the injection, his eyes constantly glancing behind Andrei, wondering where he had hidden the needle.
Because after looking for a long time, he didn't notice that there was something suitable for hiding needles behind Andrei. He had a small medical kit on his waist, but that was placed on the side!

"Alright, I've given you the anti-inflammatory injection. Now it's up to fate."

After giving the injection, Andrei put the needle away, shrugged, and said:

"Congratulations, General. For the next period of time, you can take your troops back to Petrograd for rest and recuperation. But I'd like to know, how many men are left in your troops?"

General Volkov was somewhat bewildered by Andrei's barrage of questions.

The main problem was that he didn't understand why the medic was asking these questions.
"Um, may I ask who you are...?"

"I am Lieutenant General Vorontsov, the one who's been all over the newspapers lately!"

As Andrei spoke, he pulled an identification document from his pocket and handed it to Lieutenant General Volkov, saying:
"I didn't wear my rank insignia on the shoulder to avoid being targeted by enemy snipers on the battlefield. To be honest, in my opinion, our officers shouldn't carry these things on the battlefield, let alone have any special uniforms."

After taking a look at the documents, Lieutenant General Volkov was still somewhat mentally stunned.

He truly hadn't expected Andrei to behave so discreetly on the battlefield.

Regarding military uniforms, the mainstream military uniforms of the Cambrian Empire, or rather, of various countries' armies these days, are designed to clearly distinguish officers from soldiers, with higher-ranking officers having more ornate uniforms.

Otherwise, how can this demonstrate the officer's status?
At the same time, how can soldiers recognize officers at a glance and follow their orders?
Of course, on the battlefield, because these officers' clothing was so conspicuous, they naturally became easy targets for enemy marksmen.

Andrei didn't notice it at first, but he paid close attention to it later and required all officers to wear ordinary uniforms, only needing to hide their rank insignia in their pockets.

"General, so would you mind telling me about your unit's losses?"

Andrei asked again, and Volkov finally came to his senses, looking at him with a somewhat complicated expression.

He was not only shocked by Andrei's unusually young age, but also amazed that this young man, who was about the same age as his son, already had the same military rank as him.

He couldn't help but curse Andrei's cunning in his heart—hiding his rank and wearing the uniform of an ordinary soldier was one thing, but did he have to disguise himself as a medic?
However, it must be said that Lieutenant General Vorontsov's injection skills are really impressive; he must have worked in a hospital before.
"Okay, I'll tell you right away. This is roughly the situation of our entire army right now..."

Upon realizing that the young man standing before him was actually a lieutenant general, Volkov's tone became noticeably more respectful.

After listening to his words, Andrei frowned slightly.

Although they successfully broke through the encirclement, it must be said that the losses suffered by this Cambrian infantry corps were extremely severe.

This army was not at full strength from the beginning; it had only 25000 men when it was formed, and now, after the war has progressed to this point, only 10,000 of them have survived.

Among these 10,000 people, there were many seriously wounded, and many who were originally responsible for logistics were also temporarily conscripted and pulled to the front line.

If you really want to calculate it, out of those 10,000 people, there are probably less than 5000 who can still go to the battlefield to fight.

"Okay, I understand. However, I have to tell you some painful news: if nothing unexpected happens, your infantry corps may not be able to retain its structure because the losses are too severe."

"They will most likely be broken up and then incorporated into other teams."

After saying this, Andrei revealed his true colors and immediately extended an invitation:

"In that case, would you be willing to lead your troops to join my Vorontsov combat group? If you would, that would be wonderful!"

Andrei's direct invitation left Lieutenant General Volkov somewhat taken aback.

He couldn't help but wonder if it was because he was no longer young and couldn't keep up with the thinking of these young people. "Okay, thank you for the invitation. I will talk to the army commander about it later. If the commander agrees, I will agree in principle as well."

Upon hearing this, Andrei couldn't help but chuckle.

Hehe, it worked!
The army commander was his own father. Since he had already spoken up and Lieutenant General Volkov did not object, what reason did he have to refuse?
This is great! Now I can have an experienced deputy commander!

As Andrei was promoted, his original deputy commander and chief of staff did not follow suit, as Andrei's progress was too rapid.

In fact, before this, it was already somewhat unusual that the two of them were able to be promoted to division commanders along with Andrei, and were simultaneously promoted to the second and third in command of the division.

If they wanted to be promoted further, their status and qualifications were no longer suitable. After all, neither of them came from a noble family, and they had only served as Andrei's second-in-command in the war, lacking any independent and outstanding performance.

So until now, Colonel Yuri has been officially promoted to Major General and has become the commander of the 2nd Infantry Division of Andrei's army, while Nikolayev's rank has remained unchanged and he has become Yuri's chief of staff.

Based on this, Andrei's position as deputy army commander is temporarily vacant because he cannot find a suitable person with the necessary experience, nor can he find anyone suitable for promotion.

Regardless, Lieutenant General Volkov's encirclement by the enemy ultimately led to heavy losses for his troops, and he will have to be punished to some extent.

If we were to manipulate things a bit, we could temporarily demote him to deputy army commander and then have him come over to be Andrei's deputy; that would be perfectly fine.

Andrei needed an experienced corps commander to help him fight, and Volkov was nominally demoted to Andrei's deputy corps commander, but when he returned, the troops he could command would be much stronger than before.

After a brief discussion about these matters, Andrei said to Volkov:
"Alright, you will now retreat northwards, reaching Schlüsselburg as quickly as possible, and then take the train back. I will lead my troops to set up an ambush here."

Seeing that Volkov was about to say something, Andrei waved his hand:
"Don't worry, I brought a lot of heavy artillery this time, as well as a large number of armored units. With these, even if we can't defeat the enemy, we can definitely escape!"

Hearing Andrei say this, Volkov said nothing more.

He simply bowed deeply to Andrei, and then, supported by his attendants, limped away into the distance.

Although Andrei seemed a bit eccentric, he was, after all, his savior, and would be helping him fend off the pursuing enemy troops.

He will find a chance to repay such kindness in the future.

Seeing that the troops had withdrawn, Andrei found a suitable place, quickly set up his headquarters, and then worked with his staff to plan the current defense layout.

"Everyone, we've completed more than half of our mission. All we need to do now is repel the pursuing Black Hawk Army, and our operation will be a complete success."

"So, do you have any suggestions regarding the issue of interception?"

As soon as Andrei finished speaking, the staff officers started talking all at once.

Putting aside some suggestions that sounded unreliable to him, he generally had two very different options.

One option is to lead the troops to stay here and set up a defensive position, then bombard the enemy with artillery when they come.

With so many heavy artillery pieces on his side, it's enough to block the enemy's advance.

Another option is to lead the troops to continue the offensive, give the pursuing enemy forces a head-on blow, engage them in a fierce battle, and then leave.

After thinking for a moment, Andrei decided to try both.

Let the armored units take the initiative and engage the enemy's armored troops who are chasing them head-on. Give them a good beating first, and then we'll talk about other things.

After the battle was over, he would have his armored forces withdraw, luring the enemy into the area.

Immediately afterwards, the pre-positioned heavy artillery and rocket launchers will unleash another barrage on the enemy, enough to make them truly suffer unbearable pain!

"Very good, everyone, it's settled then! I'll lead the armored forces in the assault, you set up the artillery positions here!"

"If you have any questions, send a telegram. If you really can't reach me, talk to the artillerymen who are outside the headquarters. They have special channels to relay messages to me."

After saying this, Andrei fastened his helmet and ran quickly towards a tank outside, giving the player the mission to engage the enemy head-on and lure them into a trap.

A group of staff officers, seeing Lieutenant General Vorontsov's energetic demeanor, were about to offer some words of advice.

But after thinking about their general's usual behavior, they stopped trying to persuade him, since their general always liked to lead from the front in battle.

Patting the Tiger tank in front of him, Andrei's face showed a look of eager anticipation.

This thing is really powerful. He found an opportunity to exchange for one before, and then he directly experienced what it's like to be an armored soldier.

It has to be said that being an armored soldier is not a pleasant experience. The noise and stuffiness inside the tank are extremely uncomfortable, along with various pungent and unpleasant smells.

Fortunately, after he became a semi-player, he could block out these uncomfortable experiences; otherwise, he really wouldn't have had the courage to stay in that Tiger tank any longer.

As soon as Andrei entered the tank, he saw the other players who were in the same crew as him.

"Very well, elites of the Empire, get your newest war machines moving and let's give the Black Hawk Army a good kick in the ass!"

"Armored elites, advance! Target: Ulyanovka!"

At this moment, both the crow and King Gigi, who were teamed up with Andrei, were in a slightly bewildered state.

They finally managed to snag the chance to team up with this key NPC, but they never expected that as soon as Andrei entered the tank, he immediately switched to the Canon version of the Führer's voice pack.

Under normal circumstances, a Tiger tank required five people, but with Andrei, the Tiger tank only required three people.

The communications soldier is of no use to the player; the player doesn't need to have the communications soldier radio with other tanks or go down to repair them.

At the same time, the loader and the player gunner are directly merged, because when the gunner fires, the cannon from the game will automatically reload.

In this way, the entire vehicle was left with only the driver who operated the machine gun on the hull and drove the vehicle, the gunner who operated the main turret and coaxial machine gun, and the commander, Andrei, who was responsible for command and lookout, and also operated the machine gun on the roof.

Meanwhile, in the city of Ulyanovka, a fierce street battle was still raging.

The reason General Volkov did not encounter enemy pursuit during his retreat was not because the Black Hawk Empire's army was slow in pursuit, but because there were players there to buy time.

When the player's paratroopers landed here, they had already set up multiple respawn points on this battlefield.

When Volkov's army chose to break out, some players stayed behind to prepare for a melee with the pursuing enemy forces that followed.

For example, right now, an infantry unit of the Black Hawk Empire is launching a fierce attack on Ulyanovka.

"Fire, fire!"

"Target the city behind them, and flatten all the buildings that can be blasted!"

On the artillery position, a Black Hawk officer was angrily roaring at the artillerymen.

He couldn't understand it either; wasn't his own artillery bombardment intense enough?

He had already launched multiple rounds of firepower against the city, which should have been enough to inflict serious losses on the enemy soldiers inside.

In the end, their infantrymen who charged in were still routed by the enemy, as if the city itself was automatically producing enemy soldiers.

Located in the city, some players are hiding in cellars, quietly waiting for the enemy's bombing to end.

To be honest, the Black Hawk Army's siege tactics were really boring; they just kept repeating the same old tricks over and over.

Artillery fire! Artillery fire! After the artillery fire, the infantry charge!
Immediately afterwards, they would engage in complex carnage with enemy infantry in the city, and then send squads of Black Hawk soldiers to their doom.

"A few men, come with me and steal their artillery. Those guys' howitzers are disgusting!"

One player waved to the person behind him and then jumped out from where he was hiding.

He chose a catgirl-type demi-human soldier for himself, but he did not choose a psionicist.

The reason is simple: as a newly joined player, although he spent money to unlock the catgirl demi-human, he did not have enough merit points to exchange for the psionic class from Andre.

So until now, he's just using a blank scout profession.

The other players behind him were in a similar situation; they didn't have many merit points, so they were busy farming gold through street fighting.

It has to be said that these Black Hawk soldiers are incredibly fast at racking up their merits.

Using the minimap, they can always gain an advantage in the exchange ratio against the enemy in urban warfare, and from time to time they can also take down some of the enemy's elite units.

As the fighting went on, they lost track of exactly how many enemies had died, but their merits kept increasing, and they were getting rich at an astonishing pace.

After the shelling ended, the Black Hawk troops launched another fierce assault on the city.

The main reason they launched a fierce attack on the city was that their commander believed that the enemy infantry corps that had been suspected of withdrawing earlier should not have withdrawn.

He firmly believed that the remnants of that Cambrian infantry army remained in this area, seemingly prepared to hold out against the enemy.

Otherwise, if the main force of that infantry corps has already withdrawn, then where did this enemy force that is putting up such a stubborn resistance come from?

The officer blew the whistle on his chest, and a large number of Black Hawk soldiers charged in in battle formation, each with a wary expression on their face.

They initially thought the battle would be an easy task, but once it started, they realized just how difficult the enemy defending the city was.

To put it bluntly, of all the enemies they had encountered in the Cambrian Empire's long war, this was the most difficult to defeat.

I don't know where these guys got their extensive experience in urban warfare from, they feel like they're fighting a bunch of ghosts!
One of the abyss mages who was traveling with the group had already cast a Detective Eye.

This green eyeball seems to have a distraction effect; even though it's quite conspicuous floating low in the air, the player doesn't seem to intend to attack it.

After a quick scan, he used the spell to see the enemy's deployment in the area.

Then he addressed the soldiers around him:

"Watch out for the buildings on both sides; there are enemies hiding in them. Also, be careful of that small building in the distance."

"I strongly suspect that there are enemy sharpshooters hiding in that small building, or at least there are definitely enemies hiding there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Hawk soldiers around him nodded in agreement, and one of the combat engineers smiled and said to him:

"Mark, you've really worked hard. It's all thanks to you!"

"That's fantastic, you did a great job!"

Mark was somewhat dismissive of the praise from the combat engineers, as he wasn't entirely satisfied with his current job.

There was no way around it; after all, as a noble mage, how could he be willing to spend his days crawling and fighting on the battlefield?
In any other country, he would definitely be a highly valuable and highly skilled talent. However, in a place like the Black Hawk Empire where battle mages are abundant, he can only be assigned to the battlefield as an elite soldier.

But he still forced a smile, wondering when this war would finally end.
After the war ends, he must find an opportunity to go abroad, preferably to a place with good pay, to be a safe mage advisor.

Otherwise, with the war intensifying, he felt that as a battle mage, he was very likely to die on the battlefield.

A squad of Black Hawk soldiers crept forward following the mage's earlier directions. All the soldiers carefully observed the small building at the front, while simultaneously circling around from behind the two buildings.

Little did they know that while they were observing the players, the players were also busy observing them using the minimap.

What they didn't know was that the player's engineers had already dug tunnels under the buildings when they entered the city.

With these tunnels, players don't need to run onto the streets to move; they can move under buildings!

"Grenades! Quickly!"

With a loud shout, combat engineers immediately threw grenades into the building through the window.

With several loud bangs, all the windows of the building were shattered, and flames even broke out in one of the rooms, as if the explosion had ignited something.

The Black Hawk soldiers didn't think about any of that. The explosion had just occurred, and they kicked the door open as fast as they could and opened fire with their submachine guns.

The barrage of grenades just now was enough to stun all the enemies in this room. Under the intense barrage of submachine gun fire, where could they possibly hide in this cramped space?
Just as the Black Hawk soldiers finished a quick round of fire and were about to rush in with their entrenching tools to chop people up, they suddenly discovered that there was no one in the house!
For some reason, even though the Abyss Mage said there were people here, in the end, all the enemies disappeared without a trace.

"What's going on? Didn't you say there were enemies hiding in these buildings?"

A combat engineer looked at the abyss mage with some suspicion, wondering if there was something wrong with his spell.
They clearly didn't see anyone run out of this house to move.

The abyss mage couldn't help but roll his eyes, saying as he cast a spell:
"That's impossible. My spells never go wrong. How could my eyes lie to me?"

"Let me see where the enemy is hiding... Holy crap!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Abyss Mage suddenly exclaimed in surprise and then activated a shield for himself at top speed.

Almost at the same moment he activated his shield, a series of incendiary bombs were thrown in through the window, instantly turning the room into a sea of ​​fire.

The combat engineers, who had no time to dodge, were hit hard by the incendiary bombs and let out a shrill scream on the spot!
A combat engineer, engulfed in flames, tried to rush out to extinguish the fire, but he had only run halfway when a bayonet thrust through his chest and pierced his breastplate.

At the same time, a barrage of grenades was thrown into the room, completely wiping out the combat engineers who were still alive from the burns.

Only the Abyss Mage, shielded by his protective barrier, looked around with lingering fear, completely unable to believe that the group that had just charged in was now all dead except for him in just a few seconds!

"Damn it, get out here!"

The Abyss Mage fired a series of green fireballs at the wall in front of him, instantly burning through the wall and the players hiding behind it.

Before he could use his spells to kill more players, another player jumped in through the window and stabbed him in the back with a bayonet!

A look of regret crossed the abyss mage's eyes as the bayonet pierced his shield and plunged into his body.

If he had known this would happen, he shouldn't have rushed into this room with the other soldiers!
(End of this chapter)