Chapter 306.2: Blade Unsheathed!

Replies below the announcement kept popping up one after another.

Players who made a reply to the post quickly put on their helmets and logged in to the game.

Through the player list interface of the administrator system, Chu Guang could clearly see that the number of players online was increasing rapidly!

A smile quietly appeared on his face, and Chu Guang nodded in satisfaction.

Good!

This time, he purposely did not make the announcement in advance, just to test whether the players could log in to the game and participate in the battle in an organized manner during an emergency.

It seemed that the players' enthusiasm for the new expansion was stronger than he expected.

According to the plan made by him, his staff and all the officers, in the first phase of the offensive, they would first capture Bluestone County, which was 80 kilometers away from Remote Creek Town, consolidate the local defenses and build artillery positions. And then, they would commence the second phase of the plan and launch an all-out offensive at the Fang Clan stationed in West Continent City.

After closing the official website, Chu Guang got up from the sofa. "Little Seven."

An excited buzz came from the side. "I'm here! Master."

Chu Guang ordered immediately, "Deploy 2 hummingbird drones to Remote Creek Town. Once the frontline command is deployed, immediately transfer the drones to Bluestone County!"

"... Also, inform all departments that everything is going according to plan!"

"Got it!"

After leaving the reading room, Chu Guang got on the elevator and went straight to level B1. He walked into the maintenance room, and put on his blue exoframe.

The thick breastplate of the exoframe exuded a cold light. Chu Guang reached out and grabbed the war hammer, and hung it next to his Gauss rifle.

Taking a deep breath lightly, Chu Guang felt his blood boiling.

All the planning and deployment had been done in the past month and a half, and he had placed all the chips on the table.

Now he would go out with his soldiers.

This battle would determine the future of the alliance!

...

At 5:00 in the morning.

The tranquility in the north of Dawn City was broken by the roar of the portable steam engine.

A behemoth made of steel slowly drove out of the industrial area along the rails, pulling a series of wooden cargo boxes with steel chassis behind it.

Black smokes continuously chuffed out from the towering chimney, and the piston and connecting rod kept pushing the metal behemoth forward. Accompanied by the sound of clanging steel, the 100-meter-long monster quickly entered the edge of the Elm District and disappeared at the end of the horizon.

The windows of the houses on the Dawn City North Street were pushed open one after another.

The traveling merchants, mercenaries, and local residents whose dreams were disturbed stood in front of the windows and looked north, wanting to know what happened.

Many people even walked out of their houses wearing only pajamas.

"What was that sound just now?"

"Didn't you see it? A big car half the width of the road came out of the industrial area, and then went north along that railroad track!"

"Train?! Is that a train?"

People exchanged surprised glances and discussed with each other.

The railway in Dawn City had been worked on for some time.

However, it was still the first time people living there saw what a train actually looked like.

Especially for those survivors who came from small places, the thick and long chimney and big carriages were even more strange.

Many people stood on their toes and looked north, trying to see more clearly, but they could no longer see it.

The mercenary in the leather jacket muttered to his companions, "Where is it going?"

"The north seems to be the outpost of the New Alliance in Remote Creek Town, and further north is West Continent City!"

"West Continent City... Is that the territory of the Bonechewer Clan?"

Bonechewer Clan!

Hearing this name, many traveling merchants and tourists who came to Dawn City for the first time showed surprised expressions on their faces.

They weren't surprised by the Bonechewer Clan.

Most of the wastelanders who come to River Valley Province to do business had heard of the notorious reputation of those guys who cannibalized people without spitting out their bones.

However, what they didn't expect was that the New Alliance actually took the initiative to provoke those demons!

"Are they crazy?!" A traveling merchant from the eastern province couldn't help but yell, expressing the feelings of many travelers present.

Take the initiative to push for war with the Bonechewer Clan.

In their opinion, no matter how they thought about it, it was not a smart decision!

However, not everyone thought so.

What they said happened to be heard by Hooke who was standing at the door of the hotel.

Seeing the ignorance of these foreigners, the old man grinned and mocked, "Crazy? We've waited too long for this day!"

Sun Shiqi who was standing aside gulped in fright.. "... Do you know what you are facing? The Fang Clan stationed in West Continent City has at least 30,000 people! And this was just a month ago!"

Before Hooke spoke, the guy who was taking care of the two-headed oxen for them had already raised his chin, looked at the direction where the train disappeared, and said proudly, "So what? Under the rule of Master Administrator, our alliance is invincible!"

"As long as he gives an order, all of us can take up our guns and go to the front line now! Let alone 30,000 people, even if it's 300,000 or 3 million, we will still fight them!"

Looking at the young man with loyalty written all over his face, Sun Shiqi fell silent.

Old Hooke looked at him and said softly, "Those beasts have destroyed many people's homes once. We will not let them do it again. Not only the survivors of Highway Town, but all the people here are willing to shed their last drop of blood for the land that took them in..."

"... You don't have a home, so you won't understand."

Sun Shiqi argued, "Who says I don't? I'm planning to build one here."

Hooke smiled and remained silent.

The 2 mercenaries standing next to Sun Shiqi looked at each other, watching the residents while shaking their heads.

"Crazy!"

"... Everyone here is crazy!"

Survivors throughout Dawn City were talking about the train heading for Remote Creek Town.

Many people even saw soldiers with live ammunition and exoskeleton warriors armed to the teeth on some of the carriages.

Those people obviously weren't miners!

Meanwhile, an antenna quietly protruded from a room on the third floor of a certain hotel. Along with rhythmic radio waves, a telegram was sent to the Horseshoe Merchants Association's station in Red River Town.

In the office of the association's headquarters.

After reading the telegram sent by his subordinate, Simeon's face was instantly filled with joy like rain after a long drought.

"It's finally here! Hahahaha!" He raised his head and laughed wildly. "My guess is right!"

"This is great!"

Sure enough, the so-called copper mine was just a lie to fool people!

Once the war machine of the New Alliance was activated, the demand for resources would flood in all directions like a flood!

The speed of their industrialization was astonishing, but they couldn't produce industrial raw materials out of thin air, and those urgently needed resources still needed to be bought from them!

Ecstasy was written all over Simeon's face.

His warehouse full of copper ores was finally saved!

...

A train from the industrial area to Remote Creek Town attracted the attention of all parties, and everyone was waiting for the next move of this young survivor settlement.

On one side was the New Alliance with a combined resident population of less than 6,000, and on the other was the battle-hardened marauders tribe with a population of 30,000.

Few, except the residents of the New Alliance, thought they had the slightest chance of winning.

Red River Town's assessment of the direction of the war was that the New Alliance could rely on equipment and logistical advantages to keep the front line of the battle in the mountains between Remote Creek Town and Bluestone County, while Garbage City's council believed that they may lose a potential trading partner.

As for Boulder Town...

Except for Mr. House, the radio host, who made a lot of comments, those who really held power didn't seem to pay attention to the matter at all.

Whether it was the Bonechewer Clan or the New Alliance, that was the matter for the people living in the north to worry about.

As for the north, it was too far away from their core interests to be worth caring about.

Chu Guang had no time to care what they thought. War had begun.

The 1st and 2nd Corps and war resources had already left for Remote Creek Town with the train.

They would establish simple frontline positions there before preparing safe ammunition depots and save points for players.

They were the shield of the war, responsible for the safety of rear positions and supply lines.

At the same time, more than 20 corps composed of players had assembled at the gate of the barracks next to the airport.

They had different designations and sizes.

In some corps, 30 people were equipped with twelve 88mm mortars, and the other 18 people each had an ammunition box. It seemed that they planned to bombard the enemy position before charging.

There were also some corps that maxed out their Scale attribute. The 100 players in their corps not only did not carry a single cannon, but were all in conscript loadout.

Before the battle even started, they had already installed the bayonets under the barrels of their guns, and tied the grenades and Molotov cocktails to their waists. It couldn't be more obvious what they planned to do in a while.

As for the Burning Corps, which chose the Special Operation route, their loadouts were considered normal. The 20 people who served as the vanguard were all ability users. And with Type 5 and 6 exoskeletons, the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers was completely maxed out.

The remaining 80 places were reserved for the reserve team, mixing newbies and high-level players together. The weapons and equipment were bought by the team leader out of his own pocket, and the logistics points were all used to upgrade the blades on their exoskeletons.

As for the Skeleton Corps led by Escaping Mole... Although their appearance was novel, the loadout was reasonable. All 50 of his corps members each had a conscript loadout, and the rest of the logistics points were all used to get 2 quadruple anti-aircraft trucks.

The front and doors of the trucks were reinforced with welded steel plates, leaving only a gap for the observation window.

The configuration of Spring Water Commander's Storm Corps was quite satisfactory. It consisted of 1 company, 3 platoons, and 3 squads, which were all led by his old teammates. Each squad was made up of assault troops, support soldiers, and snipers. Each team performed its respective duties, ensuring a balanced distribution of firepower, making it the most NPC-like corps.

The Jungle Corps of Midnight Pubg was similar to the Burning Corps, taking the Special Operation route, but they did not spend precious logistics points on high-end equipment, but took the cost into consideration while considering the quality.

From the commander of the corps to the soldiers below, they were all equipped with a KV-1 exoskeleton with steel welded on. Everyone had a LD-47J light machine gun in their hands, and all their equipment was painted in green. It was completely different from Burning Corps' knight + squire style of gameplay.

In addition, there were some smaller corps. Although the levels of those corps were not low, they had not recruited enough players, and a lot of spots in their corps were still empty.

As young emerging armed forces, they needed to prove their strength to other players with achievements and medals.

Chu Guang gave players enough freedom to choose and let them find their own teammates. He let the players explore tactics that suited them, let them sum up experience after death, and maximize their combat potential.

Anyway, it would only take 3 days to respawn again.

If they still couldn't find the problem after dying once, then they just needed to die twice.

This particular combat mode was not suitable for any army of living people, but it was the most suitable for players.

They were

Heroic Spirits

who had been summoned to this world.

Death to them was but a restart...

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