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Chapter 340: The Fire of Revenge (Part 2)

Despite the hasty order, the mercenaries in the transfer base still showed good military qualities. After the first layer of the air defense fire network was broken through, the second layer of the air defense fire network was quickly formed. The more dense air defense firepower almost knocked down all the drones that broke through the first air defense fire network. Although the white phosphorus bombs falling from the sky caused large personnel damage and material damage, weapons and ammunition at the core of the transfer base can temporarily ensure safety.

Watching batches of four-rotor light drones swarm like hornets that had been destroyed in their nests, constantly breaking through the first and second layers of air defense fire networks. Madison, who had established a fourth layer of air defense fire network near the core position of the transfer base, suddenly felt a sense of doubt in his heart. In terms of the carrying capacity of two heavy trucks, he could carry up to several hundred four-rotor drones. But now, the blue-white fire heads ignited on the ground after being shot down have exceeded this number!

So... Where did these drones be released?

Reaching his hand and pressing the communicator button, Madison yelled: "Alpha point, reward?"

"Betty point, reward?"

"Langley point, reward?!"

He called several observation post codes outside the transport base, but Madison failed to get any response. After snatching the tablet computer that Clinder was holding, Madison quickly found the locations of several observation points that had lost contact, pressed the communicator button again, and called on several patrol teams that were patrolling outside the transport base: "Crazy bull, where are you?!"

In the communicator, Madison's eager response finally came: "Rewards from the Crazy Bulls, we are returning to the base..."

"The alpha point lost contact, I need to know what's going on there!"

"Received, we turn to...hell!"

Accompanied by a scream, a sharp gunshot suddenly came from the communicator. Although the gunshots of the anti-aircraft fire network around him were loud, Madison still judged from the gunshots from the communicator that it was the unique shooting sound of the AK gun family weapons!

Before Madison could react, there was another exclamation from the communicator: "The Crazy Bull Squad was attacked... We were surrounded! Ask for support... Come and support us, there are too many people... I saw at least hundreds of people..."

The intermittent voices were mixed with the sharp gunfire, making Madison's face so gloomy that it almost dripped out of water!

Obviously, the opponent who released the drone calculated all the actions in the transfer base. In order to protect the large amount of weapons and ammunition stored in the core area of ​​the transfer base, the mercenaries in the transfer base could only shrink their defense lines and use dense air defense firepower networks to intercept the overwhelming drone. However, in this way, the observation posts and patrols outside the transfer base will naturally be isolated for a short time and will not receive any support provided by the transfer base.

In other words, if the opponent has strong attack ability and even only needs enough attack firepower, then the posts and patrol teams isolated on the periphery of the transport base will all encounter a catastrophe. After that, the peripheral support point that supports the troops will lose its peripheral support point and will become prey that the opponent will defeat one by one. When the last peripheral support point outside the transport base is removed, the entire transport base becomes a trapped lion - despite its sharp teeth, it completely loses the space for movement and can only passively defend!

As long as the opponent is not stupid, after the transfer base loses its ability to control the periphery, it can use mines, trenches or more simple means to surround the transfer base. If the mercenaries in the transfer base want to break through this siege, they can only eat out little by little with the huge loss of human lives and weapons and ammunition!

There is no food and grass inside and no rescuers outside. Even if the barriers and cities are strong, it is only a matter of time before they fall!

Obviously, he also understood what it means to lose the peripheral patrol and support points. Clinder looked at Madison with some anxiety: "Lieutenant, what should we do?"

Looking up at the overwhelming quadrotor light drone, Madison shook his head helplessly: "We... are trapped! Only..."

Before Madison finished speaking, Clinder had changed his face and even his voice was trembling: "If we ask for help, then in the future..."

Slowly shook his head, Madison responded in a deep voice: "If we don't ask for help, then our destruction is only a matter of time and time! After connecting with the communication, we have to ask for help from.........he!"

After strode into the communication room located in the core position, Madison struggled to enter a series of communication passwords on the keyboard, and then stood upright in front of the communication component. Just a few dozen seconds later, a voice with a condescending tone sounded in the communication room: "Lieutenant, I don't think I have to remind you that it's early morning? Are you sure you want to disturb him at this time?"

Taking a deep breath, Madison tried hard to make his voice less dry: "I'm sure! The transfer base was under fierce attack, we... need reinforcements! At least some heavy firepower support!"

As if shocked by what Madison said, the condescending voice sounded in disbelief after hesitating for a moment: "Okay! I'll wake him up!"

In just a few minutes, a turbid voice with a strong sense of sleepiness and anger suddenly exploded in the communication room: "Can I identify the situation you are facing as if you are screwed up again?!"

After taking a deep breath, Madison responded carefully: "Sir, I don't want to make any shirks to you, but there are some situations..."

He groaned, the turbid voice filled with strong sleepiness and anger broke Madison's head without hesitation: "Tell me about the trouble you are in?"

After rectifying his figure, Madison responded: "We have suffered a fierce attack, and the peripheral sentry and support points may not be saved! After that, we...."

Before he finished speaking, Clinder, who was guarding the door of the communication room, suddenly changed his face and rushed to Madison: "There are armored vehicles approaching us, and the seven vehicles have approached about 500 meters away from the exterior wall, and have exchanged fire with the people guarding the exterior wall!"

Obviously, I heard Clinder's deliberate voice, and the turbid voice suddenly sneered: "It seems that your combat capability has deteriorated to the level of a Boy Scout? You can't resist the attacks of several armored vehicles? If so, I don't think there is any need to give you any assistance?"

After stuttering over and over again, Madison had not had time to say another word, the turbid voice rang out again: "I think you know how much we have paid to create and control the situation in the entire Dunes area! If you messed up because of you... Well, now is not the time to complain and pursue! Keep the transfer base and wait for assistance! If you can't even do this, then shoot yourself in the head! This will be much easier than you are alive to receive punishment!"

Carefully watching the red lights of the communication components suddenly dimmed after the communication was interrupted, Clinder whispered to Madison: "So...we will have reinforcements? When..."

Before Clinder could finish his words, Madison walked out of the communications room with a gloomy face: "There will be no reinforcements! We are abandoned sons!"

"How could it be?!"

"The situation in the entire Dunes area is much more important than the survival of the transfer base! If we attract the most powerful resistance in the Dunes area, the defense of other targets will be as weak as an eggshell, and it will be broken when touched! In other words, if we can survive until other targets are captured, then we can survive and get the commission we deserve. If not..."

"So what should we do now?"

"Try your best to resist and pray devoutly!"
Chapter completed!
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