153: Snakemen Attack

The first to notice something was amiss was Qian Duoduo, a scout from the Southern Watchtower.

Thanks to the binoculars, the view through them was always crystal clear, day or night.

But Qian Duoduo noticed that at some point, the binocular's image had suddenly blurred.

Looking towards the Golden Sea, there was only a fuzzy dark cloud, as if the lens had been smeared with ink.

He called over his comrade, Xu Kun, who was observing another direction.

"Kunzi, try looking towards the Golden Sea. Why can't I see anything? Is my binocular broken?"

Hearing this, Xu Kun immediately turned his binocular to observe.

It was basically as Qian Duoduo said; he couldn't see anything clearly either.

The two exchanged a look, and after confirming it wasn't a problem with the binoculars, they immediately rang the large brass bell hanging above their heads, as required by the night watch regulations, and then pulled out the walkie-talkie clipped to their waists.

Static immediately crackled from the walkie-talkie.

"Command, Command, this is the Southern Watchtower."

"Abnormal situation detected in the direction of the Golden Sea. The cause is currently unknown. Reporting to Command."

"Static, Command received!!!"

"Please continue to observe. Await further orders!!!"

Below the watchtower were several bunker-like barracks, arranged around the watchtower like the five dots on a die when viewed from above.

To protect this hard-won illuminated map, the base had stationed a 500-man battalion-level unit here, comprising 100 Cornerstone Pillars and 400 ordinary soldiers.

Under the coordinated combat system, with Cornerstone Pillar officers as the backbone, it wasn't difficult to raise a force, and a strong one at that, as long as there was sufficient equipment.

Upon hearing the brass bell, the entire barracks bunker instantly lit up. Soldiers from the second and third underground levels, who had been resting, streamed out and quickly assembled on the first floor, soon moving into their designated combat positions.

Meanwhile, at the base, Lu Yang was also fully focused, preparing to dispatch mobile forces to support the Southern Watchtower.

This was because even before the reconnaissance report from the Southern Watchtower came back, Luo Luo, the Chu Bang Clam Maiden, who rarely disturbed Lu Yang, had actively sought him out.

Lu Yang still remembered her tightly furrowed brows.

"My Lord, I smell the stench of snake people in the sea breeze, and the sea elements have become violent."

"Something bad might happen tonight."

No sooner had Luo Luo finished speaking than the message from the Southern Watchtower came back.

Combining Luo Luo's previous supernatural display on the Golden Coast and her unique status as a Chu Bang Clam Maiden,

Lu Yang immediately elevated the importance of this message to an unprecedented level.

Most importantly, the next wave of enemy invasion, as indicated by the mission prompt, was also very close.

Moreover, Lu Yang noticed Luo Luo mentioned 'snake people,' which was clearly an Alien race ( Alien race).

Although Luo Luo's inherited memories provided limited specific information about snake people, they still offered many racial characteristics of this species.

For example, their bodies are covered with a layer of fine scales, which provides excellent protection.

Some adult snake people even awaken special skills.

Although according to the Train World's classification, their average individual strength is only about Level 3, there is a world of difference between Level 3 and Level 3.

Just like the Iron Centipede and zombies, both Level 3, any fool knows whose strength is greater.

While a single snake person's strength is not as great as an Iron Centipede's, it is not easy for an Iron Centipede to kill them.

Their racial talent, Serpent's Stride, brought by their snake tails, allows them to move with agile dodges and shifts within a small range.

If they are in their familiar environment of storms and water, their troublesome nature increases exponentially.

Lu Yang compiled this information obtained from Luo Luo and sent it to the frontline troops, word for word.

Then, Lu Yang got dressed in his mecha, ready to set off, prepared to support the frontline battlefield (or escape) at any moment.

Soon after receiving the military intelligence from Command, large raindrops accompanied by a storm suddenly fell around the Southern Watchtower, and continuously spread towards the Sanmin Base.

Hidden by the sky-obscuring rain curtain, Qian Duoduo and Xu Kun on the watchtower couldn't see anything beyond ten meters, let alone scout.

This physical obstruction was more effective than anything else.

They could only faintly hear rustling sounds, as if something was slithering on the ground.

Dense and noisy, their numbers unknown.

At the ground observation port of the bunker, a sentinel soldier was nervously staring out the window when suddenly, he saw two lantern-sized eyes appear ten meters away, staring back at him.

"Snake... snake... such a big snake—"

The platoon leader, hearing the commotion, walked up from behind and slapped him hard on the head, "What are you yelling about? If you disrupt morale again, I'll have you shot before the enemy even arrives."

As he spoke, he pulled the scout soldier back, then leaned in to look himself, and suddenly jumped back, "Holy mother, what is that?!"

"Fire, fire, damn them all!!!"

"Use heavy sniper rifles!!!"

After speaking, he opened the walkie-talkie in his hand, "Battalion, Battalion, the enemy has crept up. Suggest opening the minefield cover and blowing them up."

Faint explosions came from other directions.

But the rain was too heavy to hear clearly.

Soon after, an urgent notice from the battalion came through.

"The enemy has entered the bunker. All living forces inside the bunker are to continue engaging the enemy using the first layer of cover. If the enemy numbers are too great, gradually retreat and make a last stand on the second layer."

"That is the main battlefield!!!"

Rainwater poured into the bunker along the tunnels.

But it was quickly diverted into the shadows by the drainage channels, disappearing without a trace.

A tall snake person, holding a scimitar, bent low and slithered into the first underground entrance, the defense zone of the first platoon, with a disdainful gaze.

As it rounded the corner, with a bang, a violent flash of fire erupted. The fierce firepower from a double-barreled thunder-shotgun poured onto its body without reservation.

It was violently knocked down, its chest scales like a sieve, red and green blood gushing out uncontrollably.

However, although the snake person was on its last breath, it hadn't completely died yet.

Seeing this, Qin Dali, the squad leader of the first squad, first platoon, who had launched the sneak attack, calmly loaded a slug round, pressed it against the snake person's head, and fired again with a bang.

Watching the snake person's head explode like a watermelon under the slug, Qin Dali spat, muttering, "First one!!!"

Only then did he pick up the snake person's scimitar from the ground and disappear into the depths of the passage.

Not long after, a large number of snake people surged in.

Seeing the valiant snake person warrior of their tribe lying inexplicably on the ground, the leading snake person noble flicked its long, slender snake tongue, which quivered erratically.

"Damn alien ants, to insult our vanguard warriors like this! Pursue them, kill them, leave no one alive!!!"

"The blood of our warriors must not be shed in vain!!!"