The Fourth Calamity never believed in the steel torrent!

Chapter 306 War Commander, lead us in an attack!

Hearing his roar, the player was momentarily stunned.

Dude, what's going on?
We just wore a skin, why are you getting so worked up?

Thinking this, he looked at his current attire, and then at the other Black Hawk soldiers who looked almost exactly like him and were also glaring at him with resentment. Suddenly, he understood.

Good heavens, isn't this blatant treason... the act of a Black Hawk traitor?

Let these people say whatever they want; he's not a soldier of the Black Hawk Empire, so he's not affected by their moral condemnation.

Seeing that this guy completely ignored their roars and even chatted and laughed with the Cambrian soldiers next to him, the other captured Black Hawk soldiers were even angrier.

Several Black Hawk soldiers struggled to challenge him to a duel, their faces flushed red!
Honestly, they would never have surrendered if it weren't for the fact that the enemy's 380mm tubes were so convincing!

But they've already surrendered, so what's the point of them saying all this?

So despite their cursing and swearing, and despite the immense humiliation these Black Hawk soldiers felt, they were still escorted onto trucks by the players, ready to be taken to the rear to exchange for merit points.

I wonder how many merits Andrei will be awarded for capturing so many enemy heavy howitzers and even a large number of their artillerymen this time.

Anyway, it definitely won't be less!

However, recalling the furious expressions of those Black Hawk soldiers and officers who had just broken down in their defenses, some players had a sudden inspiration and came up with some ingenious ideas.

Loyalty and Filial Piety Combined with Braised Egg: [Everyone, I have an idea!]

[If we crush the enemy, and then send some players to equip themselves with this skin and infiltrate their ranks when they retreat, wouldn't we be invincible?]

Well done, General Zhan! You truly live up to your reputation!
No wonder he was the ruthless man who launched the Istvaan massacre; he certainly has a wealth of experience in this area!

Upon hearing this, the other players chuckled without He Ludan needing to explain further.

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful! It's like Bulbasaur living in Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and eating Doritos! It's simply wonderful!"

"Wait, if I remember correctly, the positional warfare on the front lines isn't over yet. The Black Hawk Army over there should be on the verge of collapse, right?"

Immediately afterwards, a group of infantry players changed into the Black Hawk soldier skin and ran towards the direction in which the artillerymen were retreating.

They can't wait to infiltrate the enemy ranks and then launch a vicious backstab!
Of course, the Black Hawk Soldier skin on these players definitely has some flaws.

For example, the specific organizational structure of some units is randomly generated, which will definitely lead to confusion in the organization. Even their dog tags are randomly generated, which may be spotted by sharp-eyed officers.

Furthermore, the weapons in the player's hands are completely different from those equipped by the Black Hawk soldiers, which is also a huge loophole.

But it doesn't matter. When the enemy starts to retreat or even flee, the situation on the battlefield is so chaotic that no one has time to distinguish these messy things.

Besides, what could the enemy do even if they discovered their disguise?

At worst, we can simply switch from a sneak attack to a full-scale assault!
So these unscrupulous players immediately ran towards the distant battlefield where the fighting was still raging. Meanwhile, on that battlefield, the Black Hawk Army had no idea that their rearguard mission had failed.

In the command post, the commander, seated in a chair, glanced at his watch and then addressed the others:
"That's about it. If nothing unexpected happens, our artillery should have already withdrawn, and we can withdraw too!"

"Let our soldiers withdraw in batches, return to the rear to reorganize the defensive line, and give up this worthless area in front of us!"

For the Black Hawk Command, this area is indeed not considered a valuable region.

This place is too close to the front line, making it easy for them to be shelled by the enemy. They also don't have any major supply points nearby, so it's impossible for them to maintain a military presence here for long.

In addition, the terrain here is not very suitable for defense. If it weren't for this artillery battle, they wouldn't have specifically set up a position here.

Large numbers of Black Hawk soldiers began to evacuate. Although they had done similar training many times before, they inevitably fell into panic during the evacuation.

There was no way around it; these players were just too good at flanking. They were scattered all over the battlefield like a flowing river.

They didn't know where Cambrian soldiers would appear in this trench area, but the enemy would always emerge from all sorts of strange places and then engage in skirmishes with them.

What bothered them most was that these enemies seemed to have supernatural vision, always able to predict their location in advance.

I wonder how these Cambrian soldiers on the other side trained, and where they accumulated their experience.

No matter which direction they ran from, it seemed that the enemy could predict their movements in advance, so they often encountered ambushes by these Cambrian soldiers.

Sometimes, a single Cambrian soldier lying on the ground with a light machine gun can wipe out an entire squad in one go as they retreat around a corner!

This demonstrates the powerful advantage of the player's minimap. As long as they are within 100 meters, they can know the whereabouts of the Black Hawk soldiers perfectly and thus launch ambushes in advance.

These minimaps might not be very useful if they are engaging in long-range combat with Black Hawk soldiers in the field.

However, in battles fought in extremely complex environments like trenches, this thing is like a magic weapon, just like in urban warfare!

More and more Black Hawk soldiers withdrew from the position and hurriedly got into the trucks parked behind them, ready to leave.

Just then, a squad of Black Hawk soldiers suddenly emerged from the woods, waving and shouting at them:
"Hey, wait for us! Slow down, guys!"

Upon seeing the Black Hawk soldiers emerging from the forest, the others didn't seem to care, except for one or two veterans who subconsciously sensed a peculiar sense of unease.

However, after observing them carefully, they couldn't see anything special about these soldiers, so they didn't think much of it. They just felt that they might not have recovered from the tension earlier and were overthinking things.

These players, disguised as Black Hawk soldiers, easily infiltrated the enemy ranks because everyone was busy retreating and no one bothered to check them.

After they got into the vehicle, a Black Hawk sergeant looked at them curiously and asked:

"What's going on with you guys? How did you get out of the woods? And where are your troops?"

One player waved his hand and casually said:

"Hey, don't even mention it! We encountered enemy armored forces, met their Titans, and were completely scattered by the enemy!"

"Who knows how they managed to drive that Titan so fast? We barely managed to hide in the woods and escape, but when we turned around, we couldn't find the main force anymore. We had no choice but to crawl through the woods to get here."

Recalling the Titans that had rampaged across their positions, the other Black Hawk soldiers nodded, all looking lingering fear.

That Skull Lord was far too ferocious. Although they kept sending out magic squads and waves of molten soldiers to fight desperately, the final results were not very good.

If the opposing Titan continues its aggressive advance as it did at the beginning, they might actually be confident they can burn it to ashes with magical weapons.

However, after suffering several heavy blows, the enemy became noticeably more cautious.

When that massive war machine charged forward, it was inevitably accompanied and covered by a large number of infantry. This caused them to fail to achieve good results in several charges and they could only use thermals to deal with the enemy's other heavy armored vehicles.

"Sigh, your Second Regiment has had a tough time too. This war has really been hard on you."

Upon hearing this, the players nodded in agreement, their faces showing a sense of helplessness.

To be honest, they were prepared from the beginning for the enemy to ask for coded messages or to test them with various small traps, after all, they had watched a lot of anti-Japanese war dramas before.

But they discovered that when these Black Hawk soldiers immediately retreated, the other side seemed to have really relaxed their vigilance and did not treat them as outsiders at all.

This is quite normal, though, as the Black Hawk Army has never encountered a similar situation before, so they have absolutely no experience with the player's current ambush tactics.

Having just emerged from the tense, bloody battlefield on the front lines, and now reunited with the relative safety of the trucks, many Black Hawk soldiers felt as if they were back home, and immediately relaxed.

They never imagined that the enemy would take this opportunity to infiltrate their ranks, and they never imagined that these fine young men who looked exactly like their own soldiers were actually the enemy in disguise!

So a dozen or so players infiltrated the group, riding in trucks with the other Black Hawk soldiers, and drove further and further away along the highway.

Other players also wanted to sneak over, but when they arrived, they found that the enemy convoy had already driven far away!

These Black Hawk devils are really dishonest. There are still many soldiers on their front lines who haven't had time to withdraw, but they've already driven away!

I wonder what the Black Hawk soldiers were thinking when the other soldiers finally managed to withdraw from the hail of bullets, only to find that the evacuation point was full.
"Hey, did our artillery withdraw in this direction? Isn't the direction of our convoy a bit off?"

Some players noticed that the convoy seemed to be retreating in the opposite direction to the artillery, and couldn't help but ask about it out of curiosity.

"Isn't that obvious? Our mission is to act as bait, how can we retreat with the heavy artillery?"

"When we turn around, the heavy artillery units on the other side will be covered by other armored battalions, and our mission is to lure the Cambrian army to this side as much as possible, so that they don't catch up with our artillery."

One of the Black Hawk soldiers said casually, glancing at him with a hint of suspicion, wondering how they could not know such a thing.
The players nodded in agreement, indicating that they understood.

It seems that the Black Hawk forces also know that Andrei's unit is highly mobile.

Although they were unaware of the player's series of outrageous traits, they did know that Andrei's unit was equipped with a large number of armored vehicles and was already mechanized.

So for them, if they chose to catch up with the artillery units ahead and retreat, it would be tantamount to selling out their own artillery.

Of course, they were unaware that their artillery units had already been captured by the enemy.

Who would have thought that an armored unit of the Cambrian army would not appear on the front lines, but instead flank them from the side?
Such complex tactics are completely out of step with the Cambrian Empire's usual straightforward offensive style!

"Hey, I see. Our commander didn't tell us about this beforehand. I thought we were going to retreat with the artillery!"

One player casually remarked, without hesitation shifting the blame to a non-existent superior.

"Your superior is really incompetent. He didn't even bother to explain himself when he gave the order?"

Perhaps it was because the player's attitude was too casual that nothing seemed amiss.

So even though they revealed a flaw, the Black Hawk soldiers in front of them didn't suspect anything.

Of course, this is mainly because the players acted too naturally. If they were normal Cambrian soldiers, if they were only a dozen or so and were deep in the enemy's army of thousands, how could they still be chatting and laughing with the enemy?

In other words, the player felt no fear whatsoever and was even prepared to go on a killing spree, which is why they acted so naturally.

Not long after, the troops retreated to a castle abandoned by the Cambrian Empire's nobles, which served as their temporary base.

Of course, they couldn't possibly house all the soldiers in the castle. It wasn't a large castle, so how could it possibly accommodate thousands of soldiers?
The castle in front of them was merely their command post; the other soldiers' camps were located in the villages near the castle.

Once back on their own territory, the Black Hawk soldiers completely relaxed.

They had no idea that a Cambrian army could have chased them all the way here; to them, the camp in front of them was a safe zone that their subconscious mind had defined.

After the soldiers jumped off the vehicle, they completely relaxed their guard. Several of them casually set up their guns like tripods and then went to their respective camps to rest.

The players, still holding guns, marveled at everything around them; it was their first time observing the Black Hawk Army's camp up close.

Generally speaking, they felt that this camp was not much different from the Cambrian army's camp.

Unfortunately, most players don't understand the details between these military camps; they're just laymen watching the spectacle.

So they looked around and felt that the two camps seemed pretty much the same, except that the soldiers moving around in the camps were different.

Perhaps because they had just finished a fierce battle, the Black Hawk soldiers were too exhausted to pay any attention to the players who were wandering around the camp.

Some Black Hawk soldiers were responsible for carrying down the bodies of their fallen comrades and preparing to bury them.

The Black Hawk soldiers who were able to bring the bodies back were lucky, because most of the Black Hawk soldiers' bodies were left on the front lines and could not be brought down.

Hoping to retrieve a teammate's corpse amidst the intense chaos of player combat is simply unrealistic!
They were lucky if they didn't end up as corpses after they rushed up!
Several Black Hawk soldiers glanced at the player with slight surprise, seemingly wondering why the shape of the guns in their hands was wrong.
After all, most of the weapons these players are carrying are from Battlefield 1, and they are naturally not part of the same system as the weapons used by other Black Hawk soldiers.

Even when wielding the same German weapons, the differences between German weapons from different eras are enormous, let alone those from the Black Hawk Empire in another world.

Some inquisitive Black Hawk soldiers came over and asked them curiously what was going on with the guns in their hands.

"Oh, this? Don't worry about it. This is a new batch of experimental guns that we were issued. It seems that they haven't been widely deployed to the army yet."

One player casually patted his MP18 submachine gun, grinning with his big white teeth, and said...

"Is that so? Why do the new guns produced by the Empire seem uglier...?"

The Black Hawk soldier didn't seem to care, and just made a casual remark.

This kind of thing happens on the battlefield, and although it's not very common, it's not unheard of.

If the empire wants to develop firearms, it naturally needs to conduct a series of tests on these firearms, and the battlefield itself is the best testing environment.

When some weapons undergo combat testing, they are first deployed to a few armies on a small scale so that they can use them on the battlefield. Then, the effectiveness of the weapon is judged based on the results of the soldiers' use of it.

After wandering around for a while, the players saw what appeared to be military police approaching, so they quickly slipped away to a corner of the camp.

"So, what are your thoughts?"

Having previously proposed this action plan, He Lu Dan, who was in charge of directing all the players, asked everyone.

"Commander, just give the order! Our plan is to kill, burn, and loot everything! Let's just level this camp!"

Seeing his teammates' excited expressions, He Ludan couldn't help but shake his head.

Good guy!
He seriously doubted whether the men he had brought with him were Abaddon's veteran soldiers.
These guys look so abstract, they're all just grumpy old men!

"Don't even think about it. This is all the people we have, and no other teammates came with us. Unless you're planning to share the credit with others, it's unlikely we can completely blow up this camp."

"If you ask me, let's find an opportunity to storm that castle first, wipe out the enemy's command post, and then we can talk about other things."

"Even if we have to call other people to come, we have to eat the biggest piece of meat first, otherwise wouldn't we be at a huge loss?"

The other players nodded in agreement, unanimously stating:
"Commander Zhan is right, let's do as Commander Zhan says!"

He Lu Dan was speechless. He had just given himself this ID, how did he really become a war commander?
At least wait until later, then we'll get him a full set of Horus power armor, along with his signature Horus Claw and Worldbreaker warhammer, and then we can call him Warmaster! Not long after, these players started researching how to infiltrate the castle.

They initially wanted to devise a meticulous plan to infiltrate the castle silently and then launch a surprise attack on the enemy from the center.

Unfortunately, they really didn't have any tactical geniuses on their side. After studying for a long time, the plots of anti-Japanese war dramas in their minds didn't seem very reliable.

He Lu Dan was getting annoyed. He threw the wooden stick in his hand to the ground, kicked the messy drawing in front of him, and said:
"Come on, make it so complicated. People who don't know any better will think we're special forces!"

"Find a way to scale the wall and sneak in. Once you get to the castle gate, just brute force your way in and kill the guards there. Our mission is to take out the commander inside!"

As soon as the task was devised, the players unanimously agreed.

Before long, they found a secluded forest path, circled around to the outside of the castle walls, and then climbed over the wall.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

A Black Hawk soldier on guard duty noticed the group of guys behaving strangely and ran over impatiently to ask them a question.

They had just been badly beaten by the enemy, but they didn't expect that there would be soldiers so energetic who would deliberately cause trouble for them!
These guys should go outside to hunt rabbits, don't chase them into the command post!
Just as he was thinking this, a throwing knife suddenly pierced his throat, causing him to stare wide-eyed in astonishment.

"Uh uh uh……"

He seemed to want to shout, but his pierced throat could only produce a barely audible groan before the sentry fell to the ground without a sound.

"Wait a minute, where did that throwing knife come from?"

The sudden throwing knife startled He Ludan. He turned around in surprise, but then he felt as if he saw Luo Jia!
Behind him, a player seemed to have changed his class to the newly unlocked Zealot. At this moment, he was a bald man wearing a red hood, his face covered with scripture tattoos, and his body adorned with scriptures drawn in blood.

Behind him, a strange candlestick stand was lit, with burning candles quietly inserted on either side of his shoulders, giving it an indescribable sense of holiness and eeriness.

"Commander..."

Before the player who had chosen the Zealot class could even speak, He Ludan shook his head repeatedly and said:

"Please don't call me Commander-in-Chief, I feel like the atmosphere is a bit off!"

Goodness, this character's appearance is so similar to Loka's. Apart from not being an Astartes and being just an ordinary person in height, he feels a lot like Loka in every other aspect!
Faced with a teammate who still likes to call himself "War General," He Ludan felt that he might have to launch a grand birthday celebration at any moment!
I don't know who he should wish to celebrate his birthday. Should he wish to wish Andrei a happy birthday?
Other players also changed their disguises, choosing all sorts of random skins and classes.

Since the players no longer need to disguise themselves and are preparing to launch a direct assault, why should they still wear the Black Hawk soldier skin?

In a strong offensive, natural strength is the most important factor!
A group of strange-looking people suddenly appeared near the command post, and it seemed that a sentry was lying on the ground. The other sentries patrolling nearby naturally noticed that something was wrong.

At the top of the castle tower, a machine gunner seemed to be shouting something, but after changing his skin, the players who hadn't installed the language pack couldn't understand him.

"What are you babbling about? Take this!"

An Oglin player raised a mortar and hurled a shell with a bang, which hit the machine gunner on top of the tower.

Under normal circumstances, a mortar must be set up on the ground to be used, but for the strong Oglin, isn't this thing something that can be held with one hand?
Immediately afterwards, the other players also displayed their unique skills and charged straight towards the castle in front.

"What's going on? What's happening outside?"

Colonel Herbert was still in the command post, reviewing the battle with other officers, when the sound of artillery fire suddenly rang out outside, startling him.

A guard suddenly ran in, saluted him, and shouted:
"Reporting, Colonel, we've been attacked!"

"Soldier, tell me, how many enemies are there?"

"Colonel, the enemy only has 13 men in total!"

Upon hearing this number, Colonel Herbert immediately burst into laughter.

"Only 13 enemies, just some rats who somehow got in. Get rid of them quickly, don't waste time!"

The guards immediately ran out, and at the same time, squads of guards stationed throughout the castle also rushed out.
But less than two minutes later, the guard ran in again, his face clearly showing panic.

"Colonel, this is bad! The enemy is attacking! We need to retreat immediately!"

Colonel Herbert was shocked to hear this.

He was already somewhat uneasy when he heard the increasingly intense gunfire, but he still refused to believe that his soldiers in the castle could not defeat the enemy!

"What exactly happened? This castle has a whole guard company stationed there. Are you saying that your company can't even defeat 13 attackers?"

The guard said in a panic:

"Colonel, the enemy we are facing is not normal. Their team includes a series of cyborgs, and they may also be religious fanatics from the Cambrian Empire. They seem to possess some strange powers!"

"We've lost most of our company, but they haven't lost a single one. They've already reached the third floor of the castle!"

"They'll be rushing up in just two more floors!"

Your Majesty, where did this bunch of monsters come from?

Colonel Herbert was somewhat panicked. He never expected that the company of 200 guards he had stationed in the castle would be almost wiped out by the enemy!

"Dread Knight, where is our Dread Knight? Where are my two guard knights?"

"Colonel, both of the guard knights were killed by the enemy, as was our mage advisor!"

"Our mage advisor was killed by a guy who went crazy and stabbed his shield through with a bayonet. Both of the fear knights were also killed by their cannons. We really can't hold on any longer!"

Upon hearing this, Colonel Herbert no longer hesitated. He quickly ordered his staff to burn the documents, while he prepared to turn and run.

Despite the staff officers having countless "MMPs" in their hearts, they still had to obey orders, because obedience was ingrained in the bones of Black Hawk soldiers.

Unfortunately, it seems they have nowhere to run, as the players have caught up.

Several Black Hawk soldiers cautiously threw grenades toward the stairwell, and breathed a slight sigh of relief when they heard a series of explosions ahead.

"The other side deserves to die... Ah!"

One of the Black Hawk soldiers asked curiously, but before he could finish speaking, a catgirl assassin jumped down from above and slashed them all down with her katana.

The catgirl demi-human's climbing skills were quite outstanding in this situation, and she could easily climb up the side or top of the wall while hanging upside down.

Using this skill, one can silently sneak up to the enemy and then unleash a flurry of slashes with a katana – this is the perfect assassin!

Of course, Eugenie disagreed with this.

"If I take up the Namo Gatling Bodhisattva, I can wipe out everyone who sees me. Isn't that more perfect than an assassin wielding a samurai sword?"

After taking care of the enemies at the top of the stairs, other players immediately rushed over.

Before the Black Hawk soldiers could even fire a few shots, Oglin, a figure as large as a shield mountain, squeezed in and set up a steel shield on the ground.

At the same time, the heavy water-cooled machine gun in his hand also fired a deafening roar at the Black Hawk soldiers opposite him.

In a narrow corridor, what would happen if the enemy fired more than 100 bullets from a water-cooled heavy machine gun at a distance of 20 meters?
The Black Hawk soldiers had never imagined they would encounter something like this before, but this time, they were fortunate enough to experience this unique feeling.

When Oglin put away his bullets, there was no one left alive in the corridor.

The Black Hawk soldiers' painstaking efforts and all the counterattacks they had painstakingly organized proved utterly futile against this machine gun.

So, before the unfortunate Colonel Herbert could escape, he was cornered by the players.

"Who are you people, and what are you doing here?"

"I warn you, I am a colonel in the Black Hawk Empire's army, and you will not tolerate any underhanded tactics that would dishonor my honor..."

Colonel Herbert puffed out his protruding belly, seemingly wanting to put on a show.

But the players couldn't understand what the old man was babbling about at all, and they had no intention of capturing him.

Although capturing a colonel would certainly bring them a lot of credit, they had no way of taking the colonel out.

In that case, killing the colonel would also earn them considerable merit, at most less than the merit earned by capturing a prisoner.

So, to the disbelief of Colonel Herbert and the other staff officers, these strange-looking creatures who had just rushed in pointed their guns at them without saying a word!
In the next instant, the intense machine gun fire rang out again, and the office in front of us seemed to have turned into a living hell.

They wiped out everyone in the house, and the other players were preparing to rush out and wreak havoc.

But at this moment, having changed into a fanatic skin and holding a flamethrower, He Lu Dan suddenly said:
"Wait a minute, let's take the documents on the table and the map on the wall first. These things should also be able to be exchanged for merit points!"

"This thing is different from prisoners. We can put it directly into our backpacks. We can just respawn at the respawn point back home and hand it over!"

Upon hearing this, the players immediately divided up the tasks.

Some players ran into the corridor to block the approaching Black Hawk soldiers, using heavy firepower to suppress them, while others quickly began to gather everything in the room.

They picked up everything that seemed to be exchanged for merit, even taking what appeared to be a fancy gold pen from the enemy.

Immediately after packing up all the items and taking them with them, the bandits all chose to respawn at the respawn point in Volkhov, where they instantly turned into a beam of light and disappeared from the spot.

The Black Hawk soldiers outside were unaware that the enemies had already teleported them away by reselecting their respawn point.

Hearing that the enemy's firepower above had suddenly stopped, they hesitated for a moment, and not one of them dared to rush up.

There was no other way; the mountain of corpses outside the door had already proven what would happen to those who charged in recklessly.

No one knows where these guys came from, these killing gods, they went on a killing spree, almost slaughtering the entire garrison in the castle!

The Black Hawk soldiers who launched the counterattack at this moment were other troops who rushed over after hearing the commotion outside the castle. The guards who were originally hiding inside the castle had now basically collapsed.

After hesitating for a moment, one of the bolder Black Hawk soldiers cautiously approached and threw a bunch of grenades towards the other end of the corridor.

After throwing more than ten grenades in a row, feeling his hands getting a little sore, he led the other soldiers over like a mine detector.

But when they arrived at the office, they found the officers lying dead everywhere, all the documents had been looted, and the enemy had vanished without a trace.

"No! Damn it—find all those rats!"

A major who led the team in saw the horrific scene in the conference room and couldn't help but cry out in despair.

Returning from a perfectly good battle, they failed to discover that the enemy had infiltrated their ranks, resulting in the death of their own commander. This is definitely a black mark on his resume!
When things turn out this way, he might even get punished for it!
He was furious and wanted nothing more than to drag out all the rats that had somehow gotten in there.

However, even though he personally led the team and the soldiers to sweep through the entire castle, they couldn't find a single enemy corpse, nor could they find a single living enemy.

Those 13 damned guys vanished from their castle as if they'd evaporated into thin air.

Many soldiers trembled, unable to help but wonder if they had encountered ghosts left behind on the battlefield by the Cambrian Empire!
This horrific attack was quickly reported by the Black Hawk unit, but it remained a mystery until the end of the war.

Andrei, far away in Volkhov, glanced at the commotion on the players' side and couldn't help but shake his head.

"Sigh, gamers, gamers! You always manage to pull off all sorts of amazing things!"

"But there's no time to waste now. We need to launch a counterattack. We absolutely cannot let the Black Hawk Army occupy Sinavino!"

As he muttered to himself, Andrei sketched something on the map.

He has now determined that the Black Hawk Army's previous offensive on the front lines was actually a barrage of artillery fire designed to distract him.

Although the players quickly launched a counterattack, the war on the front lines turned into a chaotic mess again.

However, based on the enemy forces eliminated by the player and the series of actions the enemy subsequently took, Andrei concluded that the enemy had no intention of launching a large-scale attack on him.

At the same time, he received a call from General Constantine, informing him that the enemy was launching a fierce attack on Schlüsselburg and had successfully captured Sinavino, which was next to Schlüsselburg.

This news was terrible, because it meant that Petrograd's food supply had once again been cut off by the enemy.

In the preceding days, General Constantine had successfully purchased a large quantity of grain from Moscow, which essentially resolved the food crisis in Petrograd.

However, once the enemy completes this occupation and cuts off Petrograd from Volkhov, Petrograd's food supply will soon face another crisis.

There was no other way; even though Andrei knew the enemy's attack was fierce, he had to lead his troops to launch another offensive towards Schlüsselburg.

After reviewing his current troop deployment, Andrei quickly recalled the players from the front lines. On the other hand, he instructed the players to contact Joan of Arc, who was still clashing with the enemy at the warehouse fortress, and to bring the Thousand Sons Legion back immediately.

Perhaps because she was chosen by Tzeentch, Jeanne was always able to pinpoint Andre's location and successfully transfer the Thousand Sons to him.

As a huge vortex appeared, Andrei saw Jeanne and squads of Thousand Sons soldiers emerge from it, all of them seemingly unchanged, looking exactly the same as before.

"Andrei, I've received word from your soldiers that another attack is on the horizon?"

As Jeanne closed the portal, she casually asked a question, but as soon as she finished speaking, she froze on the spot, staring straight at Andrei without blinking.

What's going on? He clearly turned off his Emperor Aura!
Seeing Jeanne's stunned expression, Andrei inexplicably recalled Yelena and Katyusha's reactions when he activated his Imperial Aura.

He quickly checked and confirmed that his imperial aura was indeed turned off!

Jeanne quickly stepped forward, carefully examined Andrei from head to toe, and then said with a hint of doubt:
"That's strange. Is it just my imagination? I feel like there's some new power inside your body."

"I don't know why, but I have a feeling that this new power within you is a bit ominous..."

(End of this chapter)