Chapter 776: Marder, and they exploded! For “Waiting for Lin Xian
Chapter 774: 773: Marder, and they exploded! -For the “Waiting for Lin Xian” brothers [630].
“Brothers, work harder! We’re almost at the predetermined coordinates!”
Jackal camp under the soil layer, the domestic 003 this staff player is wielding an engineering shovel in constantly widening their own oblique pointing up the channel, he has not seen the slightest three days ago, this will be the whole body of the equipment are covered with traces of soil and sweat, the whole person gray face, bearded and those who lost the battle of the adventurers like a lousy.
But his mental state was very good.
Even good to the point of exuberance.
He shouted like a foreman, but the players and NPCs around him didn’t respond to his full of enthusiasm.
F*ck, everyone has been digging here for three whole days and nights in the dark, and by this time they’re all exhausted, so how can they be in the mood to respond to such a bad mobilization like yours? Especially those Nords who were half forced to be pulled over here to dig the pit because their officers were drunk were even more like dead moms, looking at 003 with a look full of grudges and anger.
After all, the intensity of doing civil engineering work for three consecutive days was much more tiring than holding the position against the jackals.
This and these Nords desire to get a good fight can not be said to be the opposite, can only be said to be irrelevant, if it is not a chief in the upper pressure, and the commanders of the Valley of the Shadow in the constant send people over to help on behalf of this is indeed an official action, they really have the heart to this weak chicken Transylvanian staff officers arrested and beaten up.
The great cause of fighting against the jackals and the Black Plague was promised, but how come you’re treating your brothers as if they were mining laborers without a single paycheck?
“Blanch, I was definitely drunk that night before I believed you!”
Beside 003, who had completely become the “dancing shovel class”, the sturdy Nord commander was also complaining under his breath:
“It must be that you used some evil Transylvanian secret method to compel my mind, which made me willingly bring my brothers here to suffer, the God of the North Wind, I haven’t worked so hard since my bad-tempered father drank too much wine and hung up.”
“Fuck, we couldn’t have said more than five words the other night, okay? You’re the one who swooped in and asked to join the action, how can it be my compulsion?”
003, who had heard this complaint for the hundredth time in the past three days, propped up the engineer’s shovel in his hand rather irritably as he disliked it back nonchalantly.
In these three days of close contact with the NPCs, he also had the same as other budding players, a unique feeling for these vivid NPCs of Transylvania.
They were by no means rigid AI products, they were living, breathing people with their own character and their own feelings, as well as those personality traits that could be seen at a glance along with certain bad habits, but these shortcomings didn’t ruin their image in the player’s mind, instead they also appeared to be even more real because of their lack of perfection.
For example, 003 is next to this Nords called “Ivankov”.
His unit is not the famous Winter Wolf Legion, but the elite drawn from the border guards in the Ice Bay area, because of years of dealing with barbarians makes them fight very brave, but also because they are not the direct line of the Winter Wolf so that these guys are not valued in the Valley of the Shadow.
It’s been four days since his superior was killed in battle, and Colonel Basomyan of the Winter Wolves has yet to assign a new commander to them.
This was a good thing for Ivankov, as it meant that the Winter Wolves had recognized his promotion and tacitly approved of their participation in the Underground Assault on behalf of the Nords. However, this kind of indifference itself is a kind of harm to the bold Nord soldier.
He could willingly serve his country, and he could fearlessly stand in front of the advancing jackal army, but he also wanted to be respected and loved by his fellow soldiers, not ignored like this.
This could be really chilling.
Ten minutes later, the people working in the pit changed shifts, and Boss Tatsuo Dragon, who had just come online, led the members of the “Pride of the Undying” guild to continue digging.
Tatsuo just resurrected yesterday, he led his brothers full of vigor, one by one fist rubbing his hands discussing how to kill those dogs after the sneak attack pit dug through the jackals, this optimistic posture to see squatting next to the boxed lunch eating Ivankov a period of blinking.
He bumped his arm against Domestic 003, who was chewing on a poultry bun, and whispered:
“Are all of you guys over there so confident? This trench dug so far could be discovered at any time, if the Jackals or Dogheads find out, our work will be in vain, why are they acting as if we’ve already won?
Speaking of which, I’ve been in contact with other warriors in the Valley of the Shadow, and I’ve noticed that you all don’t seem to think much about failure”
“Because to us, the price of failure is nothing more than death, and we don’t die!”
003 eats the bun in a few bites, explains to the friends he has made over the past few days, and grabs a second bun to catch up on his satiety value.
He sat down on the broken rock and watched the line of munchkins as they transported the dug out dirt outward in their carts, and some of the quirky guys made their own flatbreads and waddled forward carrying their dirt baskets one after the other.
This scene plunged 003 into a certain strong sense of vestigial vision, and made him feel more confident in his heart about this combat operation that he had appointed and pushed forward.
After finishing his food, 003 fumbled for a pipe, and beside him, Ivankov took out the same thing.
The Transylvanian Administrative Office understands the needs of men in war, and at the request of Consul Miriam, the commodity that is currently smuggled the most by the Carpe Family’s merchant caravans into Transylvania is the large quantities of tobacco produced in the Antani region.
The feeling when this thing is used with a pipe is not the same as enjoying tobacco in the other world, the experience is not that good, and the players can’t find paper that can roll cigarettes only with a pipe to follow the customs, but for the players other than the real old smoker, they want just a means of releasing stress rather than really enjoying the flavor.
After all, the addiction to smoke, take off the helmet at any time you can have one, so now this use of pipe behavior is more like a kind of RP spirit of the play behavior, or called “foreigner’s behavioral art”.
They even compete to see who can exhale the largest and most standardized smoke ring, and regard it as a kind of capital that can be used to show off.
While 003 and Ivankov were puffing away, the young staff officer said softly:
“Command has decided to retreat, just as we will be busy here, the civilians in the valley have already moved down the pit towards the Filthy Swamp, the Jackal’s attack is getting more and more deadly, there is no way to hold the Valley of the Shadow.
The surprise attack we launched here is the last battle in this theater.”
“Huh?”
The pugnacious Yankee commander was taken aback, he looked around, exhaled a smoke ring and said:
“Doesn’t it count as a leak to just tell me this kind of information? Aren’t you guys pretty strict about that?”
“I’m not afraid of something happening if I dare tell you, just so you’re prepared.”
003 exhaled a smoke ring and said:
“Our operation is the last battle arranged by the command in the Valley of the Shadow, this battle is a large-scale counterattack launched in response to the retreat, all the fronts around us will launch counterattacks against the Jackals at the same time, but our operation here is the top priority!
It is no exaggeration to say that the success of this raid will be directly related to whether the retreat of the wounded and vital supplies in the valley will go smoothly.
We must destroy the Jackals’ base camp as a means of forcing them to follow our predetermined plan to the next stage…”
“Wait, I’m a little dizzy.”
Ivankov said suspiciously:
“Isn’t our strategy to buy time in the Valley of the Shadow? I thought we were going to fight to the death here.”
“That was before, the rear positions needed time to be cleaned up and built, now they are still a bit short, but with their speed they can definitely finish the final battle preparations before the Jackals reach Transylvania, and our mission here has actually been mostly accomplished in the past period of time.
Trading space for time, have you heard of this tactic before?
That’s the strategy we’re using.” 003 let out a long breath and said:
“It’s a miracle that the Phantom Valley has accomplished 20 days of blocking the enemy, the remaining days will be spent holding on the positions you Nords have established over at Baphomet Canyon until the thirty day mission is completed then withdrawing to the rear.
But we can’t go over there.
We don’t have that much time to follow the evacuation of the army after completing the attack on the Jackals’ main camp, so we can only turn toward the Black Flame Pass until we join up with the defenders of Fort Courage. The Jackals will definitely occupy the Valley of the Shadow, but they can’t hold it forever.
We will also have to take the valley back from the Jackals when their forces are scattered!
That’s the mission our group was given afterward, this is our land, and there was never an option to give it up to these invaders.
They deserve to die!”
“Hey, you guys are doing a fine job with this battle plan, it’s unlike any battle I’ve ever fought before, it sounds too complicated, but as long as we win!”
Ivankov spat hard towards his feet as he copied the engineer’s shovel and said:
“You promised us victory, Your Excellency 003, go on and lead us on a run to that glorious victory, comfort the dead or inspire the living, we’re already here, so let’s do it to the end.”
After saying that, this rough man heatedly smiled and patted 003’s shoulder with such force that the young staff officer almost fell on the ground.
He spat, and glanced back at the other group of Nord warriors that had changed over behind him.
They had come to replace the soldiers who had been digging for most of the day, but all of them had injuries of various sizes, the most exaggerated one had a robotic leg on his foot and a robotic arm on his right hand, which looked to be Loyalty’s “handiwork”.
These are the wounded.
They should be in the shadow valley or Maginot defense line field hospital in the honest rest, but they did not do that, they came here, participated in this excavation combat.
They hadn’t had any verbal communication with 003, but that heavy duty still made 003 bare his teeth.
This was probably the first time since he joined the army that he truly felt the pressure of a commander.
As a good soldier you only need to be brave and follow orders, but a commander is another concept, the subordinates put their trust and even their lives in your hands, and you have to give back to them victory in addition to duty.
Can you win by yourself?
Will it all go forward smoothly by your own design?
Would one fail these soldiers who labored under his command?
Would he or she fail the players who were cheeky and out of shape, but who had labored without confrontation or even strange words?
This series of questions made 003 feel pressurized, and he picked up his pipe and took a hard drag before stomping his foot and copied his engineer’s shovel to join the digging procession as well.
Now there is only one last section left to dig to the intended location, the explosives he needs are constantly being sent here through the peripheral tunnels system in a circuitous manner, as early as tonight, or tomorrow morning at the latest, the combat he named “Gaia’s Wrath” will be advanced to the final link.
It’s too late to think about strategy or details, so let’s put all our strength into the final battle!
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“Sir! The Earth Priests have sent a message, they have blocked the digging operation of the dog-heads, but the jackals have exceeded the safety line for the cracking of the mountain in front of the Shadow Valley, and the mountain will collapse at any time, which will most likely destroy the natural defense barrier in front of the valley.
The Earth Priests want us to be prepared to face a surprise attack by an army of Jackals!”
At the same moment in the Phantom Valley, Domestic 009 ran panting to report the situation to the bearded Five Pairs of Wheels, the Phantom Valley defense combat commander rubbed his red eyes as he said:
“Send a message to Colonel Basomiyan and Colonel Fraser requesting that they immediately bring their troops to the front of the valley to respond to the Jackal attack, and then send another man to 003 to convey to him the order that preparations for the combat of ‘Gaia’s Wrath’ must be completed at midnight tonight!
General Maxim will lead the elite of the People’s Army in their surprise attack.
There’s not much left to say, we’ve all made our plans before, stick to them.”
“Yes!”
009 dryly gave a military salute and turned around to run to convey the order, while Five Pairs of Wheels turned back to look at the command headquarters that he had stayed in for twenty days, sweeping a glance at the sand table that gave him a headache when he saw it, he skimmed his mouth and copied the engineer shovel at hand and swung it round to chop over in a single motion, shattering that sand table.
This action startled the young staff officers around him, and they looked at their chief and director of training, thinking that the big man was a little out of his mind from the stress.
But that was not actually the case.
“What are you all looking at me for? You’ve got 30 minutes to get ready, change into your respective best gear and bring plenty of ammo and weapons.”
Five on a wheel shouted:
“What about our respawn points tied to the Maginot Defense Line, we can move there slowly through the pits, but we can also use the player option of the more convenient ‘Back to Town Service’.
I’m tired of making plans here every day, the jackals have felt our strategy and tactics before, it’s time for them to feel the power of the commanders in a physical sense!
All remember to follow me after the fight starts in a bit!
You’ll all panic the first time you go into battle, that’s fine, you’ll do whatever I tell you to do, you’re all elite cadets from the school, so act like it later.”
“Yes!”
The unanimous shouts echoed in the command headquarters, while the fastest domestic 007 with the smallest brain raised his hand and proposed:
“Sir! I think we should learn from the ‘advanced experience’ of our fellow players and bring along the improved version of the Decisive Wine and the Gold Burning Dynamite Packs as well, they all say that this is a necessary part of the growth of the budding newcomers to the Real Otherworld, I think we should make up for that lesson that we were missing before, don’t you think?”
“Good boy, waiting for me here?”
Five to the Wheel laughed and said with a big, bold wave of his hand:
“Go get ready then, assemble in 30 minutes, 013, you stay here and bring the staff cadets to get rid of the classified documents, and by the way, bury a few anti-infantry mines here to give the Jackal occupying forces an earful.”
“Yes, sir!”
The only girl on the staff shouted back.
However, before these staff officers, who were ready to go into battle and chop off some heads, could take action, a group of NPCs wearing the black uniforms of the “Lion King’s Pride” Trading and Logistics Company, led by the Rainbow Cat Warrior, passed through the pit and entered the Valley of Shadows.
The items they were transporting this time were quite important, and they even adopted the method of packing them in luxury items such as special psychic energy bags.
“Come and collect your new equipment, brothers of Transylvania!”
The heavily armed Rainbow Cat Warrior, carrying a strange firearm, stood on a crate and shouted to the soldiers coming and going:
“Time is short and the task is heavy, come and get it all! This is a Chinese New Year gift from Brother Loyalty, you’ll absolutely love it, but of course it’s not very temperamental, so at no time should the gun be pointed at anyone or left lying around on the ground!
Well, if you’re not going to eat your own bullets.”
(End of chapter)