178: Chapter 180 Zerg Blitzkrieg

"Marshal Hakimi, Marshal Hakimi, please respond if you can hear me..."

"Marshal Hakimi, Marshal Hakimi, please respond if you can hear me..."

Mambo, the financial director of Poland, repeated this sentence continuously over the radio.

Since last night, their lord had lost contact with the territory.

The last message he sent back before losing contact was, "Prepare fine wine and food; we're going to have a feast when I return."

Mambo could not understand why the Marshal would lose contact after sending such good news.

He was a hero unit of Poland, but not in a military capacity; rather, he was specialized in financial and logistical management.

Because Hakimi felt that all the generals in Poland's history were useless and none were as good as he was at leading troops himself.

So, he simply chose a hero unit focused on logistics, responsible for logistics and finance.

Now, Mambo was extremely anxious; without the lord, he could not attend the lord meetings, and therefore could not request resources.

The territory had overdrawn a massive amount of resources to summon the army, and it had to request various resources from the Alliance every day to maintain operations.

Every additional moment Marshal Hakimi remained out of contact, the burden of various resources on the territory grew heavier.

If this dragged on any longer, the food in the territory would be completely exhausted.

And once the food was depleted, the army's morale would gradually plummet, and there might even be the possibility of deserters.

"Sir!" a communications soldier rushed in and shouted.

"All the reconnaissance troops we sent to the south have lost contact; not a single message has been sent back!"

"W-what!" Mambo's eyes trembled, and the walkie-talkie in his hand dropped onto the table.

Although he was just a logistics director, he could also feel that the atmosphere had become somewhat wrong.

First the lord lost contact, then various reconnaissance squads lost contact; something had definitely happened in the south!

Mambo adjusted his glasses, left the lord's castle, and rushed onto the outer city wall.

As the frontline against the Dragon Kingdom, built with resources provided by the Alliance, Poland's facilities had almost reached full capacity for the current stage.

The outer city wall was built entirely of masonry with iron edging, standing 8 meters high and tightly encircling the territory.

The city wall was equipped with eight WZ13 105mm cannons, six mortar positions, 1910 heavy machine guns, and various city defense facilities.

There was also an infantry battalion within the territory, with all members equipped with semi-automatic or fully automatic rifles, boasting fierce firepower.

"Form up! Form up!" Mambo shouted while raising his binoculars to look toward the forest in the south.

Had the Dragon Kingdom attacked? Or what was the situation?

Mambo's palms were sweating, and his mind was racing.

Regardless of the situation, he had to take on the task of command until the Marshal returned.

Under Mambo's mobilization, the soldiers in the territory climbed onto the city wall and quickly took their positions.

All artillery pieces were loaded, and all machine guns and rifles were chambered.

An air of grim determination rose within the territory.

Looking at the powerful defensive firepower, Mambo felt slightly more at ease.

With the support of the Alliance nations, Poland's military strength had reached the forefront of the Forbidden Ground.

According to the Marshal's words, "Even if the Dragon Kingdom attacks, they won't get any benefits from us."

He knew the Marshal's words might have been slightly exaggerated, but Poland's military strength was beyond question.

Especially in this kind of siege warfare, with powerful firepower and Advanced city walls, no force at the current stage could directly Breakthrough them.

"Turn on the military radar, everyone enter Level 1 alert!"

Two diesel engines in the center of the territory roared to life, and the military radar nearby began to operate.

Various signals began to be transmitted back onto the communications soldier's dashboard.

"A large number of high-speed moving units are approaching from the south!!" the communications soldier shouted.

Mambo held up his binoculars, adjusting to maximum magnification, wanting to see exactly what was coming.

If that thing was truly related to the Marshal's loss of contact, then it would very likely also pose a threat to the territory.

"Target approaching!! 10 kilometers!"

"9 kilometers!"

"8 kilometers!"

...

The communications soldier began to report the position of the abnormal signals loudly.

The reporting interval was very short, almost every ten seconds or so.

Crossing a distance of 1 kilometer in just over ten seconds—what a terrifying speed!

"3 kilometers!"

"2 kilometers!"

"1800 meters!"

...

The reports came faster and faster, and Mambo gripped his binoculars tighter and tighter.

How is this possible! How is this possible!

At around 2000 meters, it was already within the visible range of the binoculars; why could he see nothing?

"1000 meters!"

"800 meters!"

...

The numbers were getting smaller, but he still hadn't discovered anything.

Where? Where exactly was the enemy!?

"400 meters!"

"200 meters!"

"They've entered the territory!!"

Boom, boom, boom---

A series of explosions rang out as several enormous Xenomorphs burst out of the ground.

They headed straight for the mortar positions in the center of the defensive line, swallowed the mortars in one gulp, and then charged back underground.

And from the holes they had just burst out of, countless pale blue Xenomorphs swarmed out.

Sharp insect screeches instantly echoed throughout the dense forest, and the territory was instantly turned into a sea of blood.

The Insect Swarm! Why would the Insect Swarm appear in Poland Territory!

"Ground troops! Open fire! Open fire!"

Rat-tat-tat---

Mambo did not lose his reason; he calmly ordered the soldiers defending above the city wall to turn their aim.

Automatic rifles roared, and countless bullets poured out.

Six heavy machine guns also turned simultaneously, firing at the two holes.

Because of the quick reaction and the limited size of the holes, the Polish firepower suppressed the continuously swarming Insect Swarm.

The powerful firepower made it impossible for them to easily crawl out of the holes.

"Fire alternately, don't let the machine guns overheat!"

Mambo's eyes flickered; it seemed they had held them off!!

Boom---

Suddenly, three shells exploded above the city wall.

The explosion almost destroyed his ears.

Following the intense explosion, countless crystal fragments shot out.

The explosion alone had destroyed two cannons, two heavy machine guns, and nearly 30 soldiers.

The subsequent shrapnel claimed the lives of at least 80 more soldiers.

In an instant, the unit had lost one-fifth of its combat power.

What is this?

Mambo wiped the dust off his lenses and turned around, seeing three Xenomorphs, or whatever they were, glowing with a purplish-black light all over their bodies.

Those things didn't look like Xenomorphs at all; although their lower bodies were still insect legs, their upper bodies were actually shaped like artillery turrets!

Rat-tat-tat---

A firing sound similar to gunfire rang out from the dense forest, and countless purplish-black Insect Swarm creatures, appearing from nowhere, raised their arms and fired at the city wall.

The bullets they fired were spike-shaped and extremely powerful.

They were actually able to pierce directly through the city wall and shoot the soldiers behind it!

A rain of bullets filled the sky, weaving a web of death in the air.

Mambo's lips turned pale, and his eyes became dull and lifeless.

It's over...

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