The atmosphere in the command hall froze.
Toure's aura surged and his anger boiled. A slight tremor sounded from the clenched fist, and the surrounding equipment trembled slightly, as if it would jump up at any moment. Wallace unconsciously took a few steps back, his eyes rolling, obviously out of ideas. Adele, on the other hand, stood motionless, her eyes shining with a sharp light as she looked at Toure. Zeke stood beside her and withstood the invisible pressure released by Toure with her.
After a moment of confrontation, Toure snorted and turned around, "Since your Morsen Clan did not appreciate it just now, we naturally have no obligation to help you defend. We will head to the stronghold later. Good luck to everyone from the Morsen Clan. "
The Goliath family members left the hall in a hurry.
It was not until Toure left that Adele realized that her pink back was tightly pressed against her tactical uniform. No matter how despicable Toure was, he was still an expert of Roddy's level, possessing the strength of a major general. It was already rare for Adele not to retreat under the pressure of his might. If she really made a move, perhaps only Zeke would be able to escape from the hall.
Of course, Toure wouldn't dare to make a move here even if he had a hundred guts. Not to mention Old Kate's revenge, just the Federation Military Department would not let him off. Although Toure was not bad, there were experts in the military who could eat him steadily. Adele was sure that Toure would retreat, but the process was not as easy as she had imagined.
"Miss, are you alright?" Zeke asked. He was completely impressed by this young lady who dared to contradict Toure.
Adele shook her head and turned to Wallace, "Brother, I need your authorization to let Mr. Zeke command this battle."
Wallace looked at Adele and smiled, "I haven't heard you call me that in a long time. Well, I don't know anything about war anyway. Well, Mr. Zeke, go ahead and do whatever you want. "
Zeke exhaled and nodded, "Please rest assured, Young Master and Miss. I will do my best."
"Then you guys are busy."
"Where are you going?"
"Of course I'm going to find a comfortable room in the camp and find a few girls to spend time with." Wallace blinked.
Adele frowned. "You'd better go back to the stronghold. It's safer there."
Wallace shook his head. "I'm useless, and I don't know how to fight. But at least I know that I'm a man of the Morsen family. I can die, but I can't lose face. "
"Don't worry about me. Do your best."
He still had a sloppy look on his face.
A smile appeared on Adele's face. She turned around and walked to the tactical platform. "Mr. Zeke, what do you think?"
The two of them stood in front of the platform. The large screen in front of them displayed several areas of the Morsen Clan's defensive area. Zeke switched it to an electronic map. On the map, the defensive area was surrounded by dense dots of light. The number indicated by the central processor kept jumping, but no matter how much it jumped, the number always hovered around five digits.
"It's obvious that it's impossible for us to guard the entire region. When I discovered this situation, I had already informed the headquarters of the Stronghold. As for ourselves, Miss, I have an idea, but it's very risky. "
Adele raised her eyebrows and said, "With our troops, it is impossible to fight steadily. When you take a risk, you should take a risk. Tell me, Mr. Zeke. "
"Yes." Zeke nodded and looked at the map. "I want to gather troops from all the barracks on the defensive line and choose one of the enemy's frontlines to attack. Once it succeeds, there will be two situations. One is for the enemy to transfer troops from other areas of the frontlines to intercept our attacks. The other is that they don't have time to react and we break through them. No matter which scenario it is, it will be to our advantage. "
"What's the risk?"
"It's time." Zeke said solemnly, "If we can't break through the enemy's frontlines in a short period of time, or even if they hold us back. The other areas of the defensive line won't be able to hold on for long. At that time, our main force will be delayed. As long as the enemy attacks in full force, our defensive area will definitely be finished. "
Adele thought for a moment and said, "It's not a good idea to defend to the death. Instead, I prefer to take the initiative. Perhaps there's still hope to change the situation. However, we need to consider the direction of the assault. "
"I've thought about this." Zeke pointed at the map. The location was on the left side of the Morsen Clan's defensive area. "If we can break through the enemy's blockade here, we can join forces with Bescot and have a chance to counterattack."
"Bescot" Adele nodded. That position was right next to Bescot's defensive area. What Zeke said was not unreasonable. He nodded and said, "Then let's go. I'll rush over first. Mr. Zeke, contact Bescot as soon as possible and ask them to cooperate with us."
"Miss, you'd better …"
"No, I have to go." Adele patted her sniper rifle and said, "I'm also a member of the Morsons. At a time like this, I can't back down no matter what."
She left the hall.
When they arrived at a corner of the camp, there were two tactical flying cars parked there. A dozen soldiers were resting and laughing. Seeing Adele hurriedly stand up, Adele knocked on the flying driveway and said, "We have work to do. Get in the car."
The soldiers whistled and quickly flipped onto the flying car. Adele sat in the copilot of one of them, and the soldier in charge of driving asked, "Miss, where are we going?"
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"Understood."
The two tactical flying cars turned a corner in the camp and left the camp one after the other, heading towards the direction Zeke had planned to attack. In the middle of the Morsen Clan's defensive area, more than a dozen barracks were set up as defensive nodes on this inner defensive line. There were fortifications, turrets, and war chariots around the camp. In terms of conventional combat, the defensive strength was not weak at all. However, the current ferocious attacks of the chaotic races caused the inner defensive line to appear to be in danger.
There weren't many experts in the Morsen Clan's defensive area, but their ammunition, turrets, war chariots, as well as the various barracks, forts, outposts, and fortifications that had been prepared in advance, were the most complete of all the clans. The Morsen Clan did not have the famous experts of the other aristocratic clans, but they were rich. They were much richer than ordinary upper-class nobles, almost comparable to wealthy families.
Therefore, if the strength of the defensive area were to be put aside, in terms of conventional equipment and facilities, their configuration was much more luxurious than that of the other clans. Even the defensive nodes of the Federation Army weren't as strong as them.
Take the C2 camp as an example, this defensive node was built on a small hill. On the left and right sides of the camp, there was a high wall that stretched out along the slope. There were many firepower points and several defensive turrets on top of it. There were four war chariots in the camp that could be used to provide the necessary mobility for the defense of the camp if necessary. In front of the camp, there was a semi-bunker defensive fortification, which was convenient to prevent the enemy from attacking in large numbers, and was also conducive to covering the charge of their own warriors.
Such a camp that could accommodate three to five hundred people had a combat radius that encompassed an area of several kilometers square. Together with the surrounding forts and sentinels, it was a solid local defensive line. In front of the C2 camp was a valley in the middle of two hills. On the other side of the valley was the edge of the Morsen Clan's defensive area, separated from Bescot's defensive area by a few short mountains.
When Adele saw the outline of the C2 camp, endless cannon fire was coming from the hill where the camp was located. From afar, the flames of war were blazing, and smoke rose from all directions. It was a scene of a fierce battle. Adele's heart tightened when she saw this, causing the flying car to speed up. Ten minutes later, the flying car stopped in the square of the camp. People shuttled back and forth in the plaza, and wounded soldiers were constantly carried into the temporary medical station. Every awning in the medical station was filled with wounded people, which made Adele's mood solemn.
Knowing that she had arrived, the camp supervisor, who had been notified in advance, hurried over. This was a middle-aged man in his forties. His face and hands were stained with dirt, and there was a scratch mark on his forehead. He didn't even bandage it, allowing blood to seep out.
"How's the situation?" Asked Adele.
"Not good." The supervisor smiled bitterly, "We can't hold on any longer, miss. Those bastards are attacking this place like crazy. Even though I've shrunk the troops of the nearby forts and sentry posts, there are simply too many enemy soldiers. Not only are our soldiers limited, but we're also running out of ammunition and medicine. "
Adele nodded and said, "I know. Give Mr. Zeke some time. The main force will come soon. Let's hold this place for now. Come on, take me to see. "
"This is very dangerous." The supervisor said worriedly.
"Where else is safe now?" Adele was already walking forward with her sniper rifle on her back.
The supervisor could only follow.
They went up to the top of a turret, from which they could see the entire camp. Beside him, an intelligent heavy artillery turret was being controlled by the brain, firing a physical cannonball at a constant frequency. Together with the other heavy artillery, they formed a firepower net that covered the front of the camp. Amidst the continuous bombardment, fireballs continued to rise, devouring the enemy soldiers who were risking their lives and rushing towards the camp with all their might.
However, there were too many enemy soldiers at the foot of the hill. Adele looked down from the turret and saw that the foot of the hill was pitch black. There were at least two to three thousand enemy soldiers surrounding this defensive node. It could be imagined that the other camps in the inner circle of defense were probably under the same standard of care. The dense tide of soldiers at the foot of the mountain was splitting into several groups and attacking along the slope. Nearly half of the fortifications in front of the camp had been destroyed by the opponent. The remaining half of it was as if it weren't for the ferocious bombardment of the barracks' turrets.
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