[Wildman: Destroy the vehicles as much as possible to sabotage their mobility, and then retreat]
[Truth Departnt: Why not blow them up? This group is all bunched up, one shell would surely make a killing]
Looking at so many enemy troops clustered together, the Truth Departnt couldn't summon a 500KG bomb target and tie it to a buddy to rush over, and they were itching for it.
Unfortunately, the artillery team has engaged the enemy and can't provide fire support for the ti being.
[Wildman: The enemy's artillery position is still on standby, and if our artillery team wants to bomb the camp at the foot of the mountain, they might be exposed within the enemy's range, it's not worth it]
[Besides, you have too few numbers, unable to launch an annihilating battle, an aggressive attack could result in heavy casualties, maintaining the combat power of this field unit is more important than eliminating this group]
In Wildman's eyes, even exchanging one hundred n from the Truth Departnt for five hundred in the camp would an little.
Not to ntion there are still hundreds stationed on the mountain, and behind them in Golden City are at least several thousand troops.
Truth Departnt can't achieve total annihilation, these scattered Chaotic Blade Association mbers would run back, quickly regroup, and then beco a threat again.
Better to let the Truth Departnt continue leading its people and beco a huge threat on the wasteland, forcing Chaotic Blade Association to garrison enough troops for defense, thereby easing the pressure of facing an attack head-on.
[Truth Departnt: Alright, you call the shots]
Wildman now holds command authority, elected by player vote, and the Truth Departnt can't disrupt the overall strategy for personal thrill. Those who don't listen and disrupt team play won't easily participate again for battle loot.
Despite so regret, the Truth Departnt controlled their emotions and said in the war departnt channel
"Brothers, blow up those cars, then retreat with the loot and bodies!"
Taking the bodies of their own people shortens respawn ti, taking enemy bodies imdiately settles so war points for loot, why not, there are plenty of vehicles on site to steal.
The players fight when it's ti to fight, retreat when it's ti to retreat, never clinging to battle, because lingering for seconds could get them flad on the channel.
As players began organized retreat, the Chaotic Blade Association hiding behind cover noticed the gunfire suddenly thinning.
They looked up to see those people in black starting to withdraw, even blowing up their vehicles along the way, watching several cars get windows smashed and grenades thrown in, Light was heartbroken.
These were assets accumulated over many years, these bastards were blowing them up without a care, delightfully so.
They even drove off several vehicles right in their faces, equivalent to getting NTR-ed openly.
"Damn it, I'm fighting them!"
A desperate Chaotic Blade Association officer spoke angrily, watching his vehicle being driven away, loud enough for everyone to hear, humiliated and sorrowful.
"Stay here."
Light said tiredly
"What if you get ambushed chasing them? I can't spare anyone to save you."
This group's actions are rapid, their tactics ticulously planned, unlike anything Light has seen in his life, definitely not so Wandering Tribe bunch. If not for his nurical and firepower advantage, just this round of night raid would've collapsed the camp.
Thinking of this made cold sweat pour from Light.
Who are they fighting against?
The battle is less than 24 hours old and he's lost most of his assets, if fighting continues, his people's deaths and injuries would be heavy, they might even get swallowed by other Chaotic Blade Association units.
"Count the numbers then prepare to retreat a few kiloters, and et up with Kael's artillery unit. I'll contact Olivia for reinforcent."
"Retreat? But we just took the high ground."
Nakajima Keiichi was reluctant to give up the place they won at great cost.
But Light pointed to the mountain and said
"Do you believe they've already returned to the trenches waiting for you to co up?"
"If you want to die, go ahead and try."
Everyone looked at the black mountain slope and top Light pointed at, eerie and silent, its outline making one's heart shudder.
No one forgets the fierce battle with those uphill today, and they absolutely don't want another round.
Light gazed at the devastated camp, his heart bleeding, vowing never to face this group again in life.
"Let God deal with those damn people."
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In the early hours
Olivia, roused from sleep, stared wide-eyed listening to Light's ergency battle report.
Especially hearing the casualty figures, she thought she misheard.
"You an, the opposing side traveled dozens of kiloters in six hours, dug trenches quickly, then engaged in a running battle while digging tunnels, and finally took more than a hundred troops to night raid while you rested, causing you four to five hundred casualties?"
"Yes."
"Do they have air transport forces?"
"No."
"Do they have heavy artillery groups?"
"No, just so light infantry, judging from the concentrated fire, their artillery caliber must be small and few."
"You an a hundred light infantry made your unit of over a thousand take this damage?"
If not knowing Light won't lie, Olivia would've thought the opponent was reciting so sci-fi novel original text to her.
"They held terrain advantages, our armored units couldn't approach, relying only on infantry assaults, but their individual combat capability is too strong plus lots of exoskeletons..."
Even Light wouldn't believe this after saying it, but he lost, blood-stained truth right in front, making disbelief impossible.
"..."
Olivia resisted the urge to smash the table.
She didn't care much for the dead, just never expected the opponent's strength to be so formidable, this deal might even lose money if mishandled.
After brooding gloomily for a while, she squinted her eyes and said
"Got it, tomorrow morning, I'll personally lead the attack, see what skills they possess."
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