This kind of shock did not cause the adjutant to reveal much panic on his face.
He bit the cigar in his mouth and looked a little annoyed as he glanced at his superior, Major Van Persie.
"It's funny, isn't it? Those guys can't stand the loneliness in this weather, so they're trying to stir up some trouble. "Van Persie sounded relaxed, but he looked equally gloomy.
No one liked to fight, at least not in Iron-Blooded City!
However, no matter how much he disliked it, as a major of Iron-Blooded City and the superior of 500 men, Van Persie picked up his weapon at the first sign of trouble. It was a complicated weapon that could be disassembled into five different types of weapons. It looked like a long spear with chains attached to it.
The weapon was infused with at least three types of rank 2 superalloy. Although it was not a lot, it was outstanding enough.
Van Persie slung the spear on his back and tapped it out of habit. "We're going to fight together again, old buddy."
Warriors who had served in Iron-Blooded City for a long time understood the significance of a weapon. It was no less than a second life.
Many of them were willing to spend their fortune to strengthen their weapons, and Van Persie was one of them.
The aide also picked up his weapon. The twin swords at his waist made him look very handsome.
He walked ahead of Van Persie and opened the door first.
A cold breeze with snowflakes gushed into the room, causing Van Persie to curse uncontrollably.
As a major, Van Persie's office was located on top of the towering wall. After more than a hundred years of continuous reinforcement work and the use of many advanced technologies that even the old civilization did not have, the wall was ridiculously huge.
It was 550 meters tall and 150 meters wide. In the old civilization, it was almost impossible to complete such a feat.
Walking on the top of the giant wall, because the noise was too loud, there were already troops quickly gathering at the top.
Perhaps everyone was used to the atmosphere of a battle that could break out at any moment, so there was no noise at all. Instead, there was only silence and numbness. They found their respective sections of the wall, lined up, and waited for their superior.
Every 500 meters of the wall would be guarded by three Iron-Blooded Regiments.
There were five hundred people in an Iron Will Regiment, and the system was based on a rotation system. The regiment would change every five days.
Generally, small battles were handled by the Iron Will Corps on duty. However, for larger battles, all three Iron Will Corps had to participate according to the rules. However, the Iron Will Corps on duty also had to shoulder the responsibility of being the vanguard.
In times of crisis, they would fight first to give the remaining troops time to regroup.
As for how many people were required to participate in the battle, that was decided by the lieutenant colonel in charge of the five-kilometer section of the wall.
Van Persie's face grew uglier by the second.
Originally, he walked without a sound, but because of his displeasure, he purposely made squeaking sounds when he stepped on the snow on top of the wall with his combat boots.
Looking at the scale of the gathering, it seemed like a large-scale battle was about to take place. There were also warriors from the other two regiments gathered on top of the wall.
As for his warriors, they were already standing neatly at the edge of the giant wall, waiting for him.
It couldn't be helped. Today was the last day of his Iron Will Regiment 357's shift. Even if it was the last day, they would still encounter a large-scale battle.
Van Persie quickly went back to his men. He noticed that although the warriors were calm, their faces were a little pale. He did not know whether it was because of the cold or because the situation below the wall was not looking good.
"Major." Another patrol adjutant passed Van Persie a communicator that was equivalent to the old civilization's walkie-talkie and a pair of binoculars.
Van Persie was not in a hurry to receive the items. Instead, he instinctively looked at the other parts of the giant wall.
With his sharp eyes, he soon saw that there were other troops gathering on top of the giant wall 500 meters away.
"Damn it," Van Persie spat and took the binoculars.
The snow was getting heavier. The snowflakes the size of a human face must be a scenery that the people of the old civilization could never imagine. When the snowflakes covered the sky and the ground, it almost blocked the vision.
However, the battlefield binoculars were infused with a certain level of super-technology and relied on heat to observe everything.
The snowflakes did not obstruct the vision at all.
In Van Persie's eyes, a huge cluster of suffocating, fast-moving images appeared, representing living beings.
The binoculars captured a single image and a quick analysis appeared on the surface of the mirror.
A life-like creature that looked like a bull and had the characteristics of a tiger appeared on the mirror.
"Alto Tiger-Bull Beast, Level 3 vicious beast. Strength XXX, Speed XXX, Reflexes, Endurance … Talent Ability: Wind.
Special Tribe Talent Ability: Blizzard Blizzard.
When a hundred Alto Tiger-Bulls gather together, the ability can be activated. "
After the image appeared, it was a series of detailed descriptions of the Level 3 vicious beast.
Then, the image of the binoculars changed a little and a set of data analysis appeared again.
Number: 30,000 (Approximate data)
Impact Range: 1.7 km radius of the wall
Distance: 3.7 km
Result: 3 minutes and 17 seconds later, the beasts will reach the bottom of the wall.
Huff. Van Persie removed the cigar from his mouth. His face was ugly before this but he could barely maintain his calm.
Now, he could no longer hold it in and furrowed his brows.
The Alto Tiger-Bulls were old buddies on this section of the wall. Van Persie had been serving here for almost four years, and he had fought with the Alto Tiger-Bulls no less than a hundred times.
However, the largest scale of the battle was only a thousand tiger-bulls that reached the bottom of the wall.
Even so, it caused a certain amount of trouble for the wall. Think about it, although the vicious beasts were only Level 3 vicious beasts, they had a damned AOE skill!
30,000 of them? What kind of concept was that? Although the distance of this impact was about 1.7 kilometers. But …
With that in mind, Van Persie grabbed the communicator. He had three minutes left and he had to do something.
"Lieutenant Colonel, 30,000 tiger-bulls? Do you think it's a natural beast wave? Fine, let's not talk about that for now. I'll apply to use the strategic weapons inside the wall to coordinate with the battle. "
"What? You've applied but there's no response from the higher-ups? No, I'll still refuse to fight. 30,000 tiger-bulls are charging at us. Do you think the three of us from the Iron Will Regiment can stop them?
Damn it, I swear I'll be a deserter! My regiment is still the vanguard? "
Van Persie smashed the communicator on the ground.
He did not understand what the higher-ups were doing. It was such a huge beast wave and the tiger-bulls had special group skills, yet they were still able to come up with a countermeasure at the first moment? They did not even decide whether to use the strategic weapons or not?
On top of that, according to the lieutenant colonel, they could not wait for the three Iron Will Regiments to assemble before going into battle because before they could assemble, the tiger-bulls would have already reached the bottom of the wall and would cause great damage to the wall. Therefore, they had to send the vanguard to stop the frenzied tiger-bulls.
As a major, Van Persie was not a good-for-nothing. He knew the second decision was the right one. Even though he shouted that he wanted to be a deserter, was he really going to be a deserter and fight passively?
No, he could not!
As a man, no matter what, he had to have his own bottom line! He had to protect the old, the women, and the children behind the wall with his body that was slightly stronger than theirs.
'After this battle, I'll apply to retire,' Van Persie said in his heart even though he would say the same thing eight out of ten times in a battle.
"Get ready!" Van Persie took out the necklace around his neck.
Then, the 500 soldiers around him also took out the necklace around their necklace.
As each of them squeezed hard, the necklace shattered and turned into a dozen metal pieces.
The metal pieces flew in the air and turned into big pieces of metal armor, which were then put on everyone's body.
Upon closer inspection, these small pieces of metal did not grow in size. Instead, as they danced in the air, they constantly stretched out. They were folded using a special technique.
In less than 20 seconds, everyone was fully equipped.
Other than Van Persie and his two lieutenants, everyone wore a black armor with red stripes that covered almost their entire body, leaving only their eyes exposed.
This armor was very cool. Even the girls in the team had a valiant and heroic feeling after putting it on.
Of course, as the main battle armor of Iron-Blooded City, the armor was forged with grade S alloy and a small amount of superalloy was infused into it. It lightened the weight of the armor and increased its flexibility by more than a level, so it was considered very powerful.
As for the armor of Van Persie and his two lieutenants, the only difference between the armor and the main battle armor was the amount of superalloy.
At Van Persie's level, he could apply to modify his own armor, but he did not have the money to do so, so he invested his money into his weapons.
After the equipment was put on, the black armor gleamed coldly under the gloomy but unusually bright sky.
Van Persie glanced over his troops and gave his next order, "Get ready for battle."
After that, everyone took off the gloves on their armor and removed a ring from their little finger.
The ring spun and the metal ornament in the middle of the ring transformed into a 40 cm tall tactical movement disk that Tang Ling coveted the most in the past.
The tactical movement disk looked a lot more advanced than the ones in Safety Sector No. 17. At least, it was made with the most advanced metal folding technology.
Van Persie silently carried the tactical movement disk on his back and brought his two adjutants to the front of the group. He locked the tactical movement disk on the edge of the wall and locked it on the giant hooks that were lined up neatly.
"There are a lot of enemies this time, so we'll use a rotation system of three teams. The first batch of 175 will be led by the second team, the third team … "Van Persie spoke quickly and started to lay out the battle plan.
The snow was falling faster than before. Even though the snow covered the sky, as time went by, the tiger-bulls could be seen charging forward madly.
"Fight!" After arranging the battle plan, Van Persie handed the cigar in his hand to a soldier standing next to him and shouted at the top of his lungs.
Then, he drew his weapon from his back, the chain gun that he treated like a brother. He was the first one to jump down from the wall.
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