The Green Lake Town Defense Force has been established for some years. As a regular army built to protect the safety of the tribe from the beginning, the tribe with a population of more than 30,000 has recruited nearly 3,000 regular troops in total.
The ratio of nearly 10:1 may seem a bit militaristic to an existence like the human kingdom, but for the natives of the wilderness, this is a very common thing. Even among some powerful tribes such as ogres and jackals, if a war really breaks out, it is never a joke for all the people to join the army.
Of course, the three thousand troops also include baggage troops. After all, the dwarf goblins have a lot of skills in the Green Field tribe. It would still be somewhat difficult to recruit only hobgoblins and bugbears. This 3,000-sized army does not engage in production at all, but relies on the land rent collected by the tribe from the ethnic group, funds earned from the pasta restaurant and other channel resources to support it. Therefore, if they are all fighting soldiers, this consumption will be even It is a green tribe with good profits, but it also has a huge burden.
The dwarf goblin warriors who are responsible for the logistics are basically combat workers of level 7-8 or above. Although the treatment is a little worse than that of the larger goblin and bugbear warriors, if they really need to replenish their troops on the battlefield, they can still do it. Put it on top and serve as a qualified supplementary force.
A warrior with a great reputation, wearing a pure black armor, holding a heavy battle ax and a shining epee, just silently went to the temporary square outside the town to fight, a wave of A chilling air hit his face.
Allen is very satisfied. This time he will personally lead an army of his own tribe to the Namur Fortress in the east to fight side by side with the allies of the Ring of Thorns.
Next to Allen is Albad, a dwarf mage who rides on a tall and ferocious gray-brown warg. He is a direct student of Tom, the former commander of the Green Field Tribe, and the commander of this army of more than 2,000 people.
In his early years, Tom had high hopes from Alan and others that he could make achievements in leading the army. And he lived up to expectations. Although there were no large-scale battles in the clan in the following decades, by studying the military manuals of the human kingdom, the books brought by Eric and the others, and the knowledge gained from the Maple Leaf Church, he was finally Let Tom become an armchair commander.
Talking about war on paper is also a helpless move. Allen can't really let the warriors who have been cultivated by the clan sacrifice for no reason just because he needs to train troops! Moreover, in the surrounding wilderness, except for a few tribes that are far more powerful than the Green Field, there is nothing that can threaten the existence of the Green Field tribe. No matter how proud Alan is, he still does not have the guts to seduce Amansha and Al. The courage of such a powerful tribe.
On the other hand, adventure teams and mercenary groups that go out in groups from time to time, because of Tom's training and training, will always integrate their various experiences summarized with what they have learned before, and slowly ponder them when they return. . There is no way, why is the Green Field Tribe so poor in this regard? We can only absorb things from the ancients and the outside world little by little to achieve a better present.
As for Albad, a genius among the dwarfs, although his mage profession is also limited by factors such as insufficient tribal background and poor personal talent. He is only an 11th level mage now, but he has already transformed Tom. This teacher has absorbed almost all the knowledge on commanding the army, and now all that is left is to use actual combat to verify whether their tribe's battle formations and military strategies over the years are on the right path.
"Set off!!"
Allen didn't want to say anything impassioned to encourage these outstanding warriors in his clan. He just blurted out a few words, and then with a wave of his hand, the mighty army rolled towards the east.
The resistance of Bonn City only bought two months for the northern border of the wilderness. In the end, it was still completely crushed by the drow siege army led by the black dragons who showed their true bodies at both ends and wore a thick layer of protection on their scales. A solid city wall on the north side.
In the end, hundreds of thousands of trolls and gnoll natives fled to the Cattor Mountains in embarrassment. It was not until the Nasir Fortress, a dangerous pass ruled by the Ajinaga tribe, that they stopped their escape.
Not only the refugee natives of Snowmi and Crow's Claw, but also hundreds of thousands of relatives of small and medium-sized tribes in the north. Because they were worried about being wiped out and annihilated by the drow, or captured as slaves, their families fled south. The drow army went all the way south, starting from the Coldwind Hills ruled by Crow's Claw. Countless wilderness native tribes were brutally slaughtered by them, or were bullied and oppressed by them as miserable slaves.
The purpose of the drow is simple. What they need is a place to live. Within this range, no other wilderness natives have the right to survive, except for their drow family. Because the drow know very well that as invaders, they have had an absolute conflict of interest with the natives in the wilderness from the beginning. To be kind to the other party is to be cruel to themselves. They think that they have evil intentions, so naturally they will not treat these natives. No mercy whatsoever.
The destruction of dozens of small and medium-sized tribes completely panicked the leaders of other indigenous tribes in the northern wilderness. If it is just the expansion of the territory of the wilderness tribe, generally speaking, although it will have some impact on the surrounding tribes, as long as the weaker one migrates a certain distance, or is directly annexed by it because of the same clan relationship, it can at least survive.
But this drow was so vicious. It not only robbed the wilderness natives of the land where they had lived for generations, but also exterminated these natives. No other intelligent creatures were allowed to exist in the territory they occupied.
The successive defeats of the two major tribes finally forced Bilaire, the temporary leader of the Ring of Thorns, an organization originally designed to counter the existence of Snowmi and Crow's Claw, to send a strong signal for help to several other members. Not only the frontline tribes such as Bilaire and Ariel, but also several churches with supporters in the north, such as the Oak Church, the Ranger Church, and the Nature Church, have also expressed their stance and issued tasks, asking Allen and his tribe to send troops. Supported.
At the same time, the recruitment order from the Mansha City Council was issued at the same time. Although the response of the huge organization was much slower. It had been half a year since the drow invaded the wilderness before any response was made. However, as the situation became serious, the Council The resolution to reinforce the northern border was finally passed.
Although the reinforcements this time cannot send troops and supplies like those in the south, after all, the strength of the drow is still too small. Even if the council does not take action, it can still contend with the stalemate by relying only on the wilderness tribes such as Snowmi and Crow's Claw. . However, the material supplies from the Parliament can at least give the Green Field, Amansha and other tribes more motivation to send troops.
A war without benefits will never be able to mobilize the enthusiasm of the Wilderness Tribe. Even among the Greenfield Tribe, Allen has expressed his intention to send troops, but Shi Sheng, Fakado and others below still insist on waiting until later. Time sends troops, just to fight for better interests.
Under the subtle buzzing noise of the dual-electrode thrusters, Wuzhi 30 looked like a ghost in the night sky, dragging its slender blue ion wind tail and moving quickly in the direction of the Northwest Institute of Biology in Xinjing City .
In the cabin, the nine members of the Falcon Commando, including Zhang Song, were all closing their eyes to rest at this time, except for this guy Big Cat. As a sniper who should be the most calm, he is actually the most lively and restless guy in the team. Even now, he still looks around, sometimes picking up the game console in his hand to play a few games, sometimes You can overlook the entire night sky through the body glass.
"We are five kilometers away from the target, and you still have three minutes to prepare!"
In the cab, the driver issued a timely reminder, pulling Zhang Song and the others out of their state of mind.
"Change up!!"
"Prepare for a sudden descent!!"
The well-trained team members quickly completed all preparations for wearing protective clothing and equipping weapons. As the three cables hung down, the nine team members glided down from the open hatch and landed smoothly on the open grass.
The Wuzhi-30 drew a circle above its head, and the driver gave instructions to the team members in the cabin through the headset.
"action!"
The helicopter hovered ten meters in the air. After Zhang Song gave the order, several team members filed out and climbed onto a cable dropped from the sky. They quickly descended to the ground skillfully and made warning movements.
90 seconds later, Wuzhi 30 disappeared into the night sky with a slight hissing sound that cut through the air, leaving only Zhang Song and his nine soldiers on the open ground.
"Determine the location and set off!"
Zhang Song and the others did not stop on the ground. After determining their location on the wristband indicator, they walked quickly and silently along the location of Zhang Yao on the indicator.
The tallest building in the institute is only four stories high. Due to safety reasons, there are no more buildings blocking the surrounding area, making it appear to be extremely empty. This has greatly helped Zhang Song and the others in their operations.
"Big Cat, you and Glasses find the commanding heights and control the surrounding environment."
Soon arriving at the main building of the institute, Zhang Song began to assign tasks.
"clear!"
The big cat Chen Liang, who was in combat mode, seemed particularly calm on the battlefield at this time, which made people feel a bit more stable.
"The others entered the institute with me."
"Remember, the virus has been leaked in the institute. When taking action, please remember to ensure that your protective clothing is not damaged!"
"clear!"
The six team members replied in a low voice.
There is no one in the hall of the institute. According to the information obtained previously, the staff on the ground building have been collectively placed on the fourth floor of the building, and Zhang Song and the others' target is in the underground laboratory more than 300 meters deep.
Through the temporarily assigned permissions, Zhang Song and the others started the elevator and went deep underground, feeling the weightlessness brought about by the rapid sinking. However, Zhang Song and the others had arrived at the corresponding floor in just 2 minutes.
"Click!"
The sound of the safety bolt opening was completed before the elevator opened. As the elevator door slowly opened, Zhang Song and several team members around him had raised their assault rifles, aiming beyond the opening of the elevator door.
The lights in the underground laboratory were shining brightly, and the seemingly quiet passages extended back. The thick metal doors along the way were tightly closed. There was an invisible oppression coming towards them in the quietness, which made the experienced Falcon Commandos couldn't help but feel... He tightened the grip of the weapon in his hand.
Under the leadership of Zhang Song, several team members covered each other and moved forward one after another.
Many glass fragments were scattered on the road, and several alloy doors were deformed to varying degrees, as if they had been hit by gravity. At the same time, the traces of dried blood and the fishy smell on the ground made Zhang Song and the others feel vaguely, I'm afraid this operation may not be successfully completed.
"Clang!"
The unknown sound coming from the front shocked Zhang Song and the others' tense nerves, and their weapons pointed at the place where the sound came from. However, after waiting for more than 30 seconds, Zhang Song and the others found no signs of danger.
"Attention alert!"
After greeting everyone in a low voice, Zhang Song continued to lead the way forward, instead of observing the indicator on his wrist to check the target position that was getting closer and closer.
"Whoosh!"
"Poof!"
"careful!"
Zhang Song was kicked away by the team members behind him. He rolled forward and quickly turned around, using the flashing lights to look for any suspicious objects. However, when he saw a human face in ragged clothes and full of blood, he suddenly lost consciousness. Half a second.
"ah!"
"Bah bang bang!"
However, the wailing from the team members' mouths and the sound of the gun being unsheathed brought Zhang Song back to his mind. Before he could judge whether the human in front of him was an enemy, the Type 45 automatic rifle in Zhang Song's hand exploded in his hand, and there was a weak reaction. Under Zhang Song's powerful control, Zhen shot towards the target he saw with almost no deflection.
"Ouch!"
At a distance of less than 3 meters, Zhang Song did not believe that there could be a target that could escape the shooting of himself and several team members. The target fell to the ground as expected after the gunfire, but I don’t know if it was Zhang Song’s illusion. The target figure seemed to move quickly a few times under such rapid shooting, and it seemed that the first two bullets he fired were empty.
It wasn't until the target's twitching movements gradually stopped that Zhang Song and the others raised their guns and began to inspect the sudden appearance.
Judging from the clothes that were scattered around the body and whose original color could no longer be seen, the corpse should be one of the more than 20 experimental members in this laboratory.
"beep!"
Although the corpse could not speak, Zhang Song and the others quickly grasped the original condition of the corpse by scanning the other party's eye mask and fingerprints.
"Chen Yu, a first-level researcher in the laboratory, is 34 years old..."
After importing the information, Zhang Song could not associate the frail face displayed on the watch with the blood-stained, powerful, ghostly corpse at this moment. Wang Fei, the team member who had kicked himself away before, but had no time to stop his kick, was attacked from the sky and grabbed his left foot. At this time, he was sweating coldly. With the help of Dong Qiang, a part-time medical worker, he slowly tore it apart. He took off the protective suit, revealing the bruised skin under the protective suit, as well as the deformed exoskeleton armor.
