Chapter 320 - Rest and Recuperation
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The united forces couldn’t breach the enemy’s covering fire, and everything became inevitable.
Of course, the biggest problem was that Putmi didn’t have ships to transport troops to pursue the enemy, and if they let the enemy get across, it would be a big problem—the other side was their homeland.
On the transportation ship, Chen Shan and others looked at the riverbank growing distant, their mood growing heavier.
Although they had temporarily escaped danger, the price they paid was extremely steep.
Xiao Wen walked up to Chen Shan, extending his hand to pat his shoulder.
“Don’t lose heart, as long as we’re alive, there’s hope.”
“Old Xiao, I’m just afraid that when we get to the other side, we’ll be wiped out in just a moment.
Then it would be embarrassing, it would have been better to have just fought it out here.”
Chen Shan said with some worry.
“Don’t worry, it won’t happen!”
Xiao Wen replied with a faint smile.
“By the way, when did you ask Jiang Hanqiu for assistance?
She took a big risk this time, didn’t she?”
“Indeed, it was a big risk, and now I owe her a huge favor…”
A helpless expression appeared on Xiao Wen’s face.
“Haha, I remember she admires you a lot, why don’t you just…”
Chen Shan revealed a meaningful smile.
“What nonsense are you talking about, our relationship is purely one of comrades.”
Xiao Wen coughed, his expression becoming even more unnatural.
After a long time, the transportation ships approached the other side of the Skyline Canal, and Xiao Wen’s troops began to disembark.
Once everyone was off the ship, Jiang Hanqiu’s voice came from Xiao Wen’s communicator.
“Commander Xiao Wen, I can only escort you this far, the rest is up to you.”
“Thank you!”
“No need for thanks!
Remember what you promised me, you owe me a meal.”
Jiang Hanqiu replied cheerfully.
“Definitely!”
Xiao Wen responded with certainty.
“All troops, listen up—the artillery will suppress the enemy for forty minutes, then everyone evacuates!”
Jiang Hanqiu issued the final order.
Having landed ashore, Xiao Wen also immediately gave the order: “All units, march quickly away from the Skyline Canal defense zone and avoid the radiation area!”
“Understood!”
Everyone, despite exhaustion, began to move quickly, using this opportunity to see if they could completely shake off the enemy’s surveillance.
As night fell, Su Mo and others hid in a dense forest.
Su Mo and Qian Chengxue even laid down their mechas and covered them with camouflage tarps.
Everyone sat down on the spot, leaning against the trees to rest.
Many players were so tired they couldn’t move.
Continuous high-intensity combat had pushed most of them to their limits.
Feather-like snowflakes kept falling, and many players were both tired and cold, nearly falling asleep.
Some squad leaders kept shouting, “Don’t fall asleep!
Wake up!
If you really can’t stand it, go to sleep in the tents.”
Due to the rushed evacuation, everything that could be discarded was abandoned, including the transportation vehicles.
As a result, there weren’t many tents brought along, now only available to those comrades who were simply exhausted.
In such cold weather, any player without mechanical armor who dared to sleep in the snow would most likely freeze to death.
If it was really unbearable, they would set a time to log off and rest.
Once the people inside the tents had rested enough, they would take turns logging in and going in to rest.
This approach was effective to evade detection, but it couldn’t last for too long, as their state was continuously deteriorating.
Looking out over the desolate crowd, Xiao Wen asked in a deep voice.
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Chen Shan sighed and said, “I just did a rough count, we came with two hundred thousand people, and now only fifty thousand are left alive.
We’re not far from being wiped out.”
“What about Qian Cheng Xue and the others?”
Xiao Wen’s brows furrowed slightly as he continued to ask, even though he had been prepared in his heart, hearing the actual casualty numbers was still hard to accept.
“Because they were deliberately taken care of, the situation is slightly better, but it’s not much better.
Out of the 20,000 people they sent into battle, now only about 10,000 are left.
Moreover, the vast amount of weapons they carried are either damaged or abandoned, and what’s left is basically next to nothing.
How are we going to compensate for this afterward?”
By the end of his words, Chen Shan, too, had a headache—if they were translated into money, even if at a cheaper rate, it would probably cost several hundred million.
If the guild won’t reimburse us afterward, even selling them all wouldn’t cover the costs, not to mention that the wealth of the public sector and private wealth are of different natures.
“Let’s talk about that later, what about the materials?”
Xiao Wen temporarily ignored the issue and was instead focused on the current situation.
“Not much either, but it should suffice for a short-term engagement.”
Chen Shan said this with little confidence.
“Let’s settle for that for now, and think of other things after we regroup.”
Xiao Wen’s headache intensified.
In the center of Freedom City (Country M), inside a magnificent and spectacular white building.
The council presidents from various countries gathered in a modernized conference room, which had been specially modified; instead of stodgy round tables and chairs, it was filled with the most luxurious single-person massage chairs, where people could sit for long periods without any discomfort, but rather feel exceedingly comfortable.
Sitting in the front row were Long Ming, Augustus, and others.
Everyone was watching a delayed video feed sent from Star Ring, which showed the war footage from Qilong Plain and Black Water Land.
Many attendees were whispering softly to each other.
Augustus, the president of the Freedom Victory Guild, flashed a brilliant smile and said to Long Ming sitting beside him.
“I think there’s no need to fight any longer, the victory is already decided.”
“Not until the last moment can anyone be sure, don’t you agree?”
Long Ming responded coolly and leisurely, as if the person at a disadvantage wasn’t him but his opponent.
“Haha, that’s fine then.
Let’s keep watching.
In a day or two at most, the outcome will become clear.”
Augustus was in a great mood—though there had been some unexpected developments on parts of the battlefield, the overall situation was under control.
“We shall wait and see.”
Long Ming replied, unruffled.
Compared to the civil exchange between Long Ming and Augustus, the conversation between the two people next to them seemed a lot less pleasant.
A woman with a strong presence, white hair, sharp eyes, and an older appearance was arguing with a robust, rugged-faced man.
“Your people broke the rules.”
“As if your people follow them.
We just did to you what you did to us!”
“You!”
“Stop with the meaningless talk.
If we’re going to fight, let’s fight hard.”
Those sitting behind the two disputing individuals didn’t dare to utter a sound, and the two involved in the argument were none other than Lady Ithlin, the president of the Mythical Alliance Guild, and Spade, the president of the Violent Bear Guild, known for his iron fist.
Right now, their respective armies were engaged in fierce combat in Black Water Land, with all their anger fully unleashed.
For a time, both sides were somewhat uncontrollable, beating their captured enemies, thus both were accusing the other.
There’s a saying that “when immortals fight, the mortals suffer,” and the others present at the meeting dared not make a sound.
It’s unpleasant to say, but while they are supposed to be jointly watching the progress of the Star Ring Game, most are actually there to see the four guilds in a bloody fight, playing merely a supporting role and going through the motions.
They were vexed—on one hand, they hoped the four guilds would determine a winner soon, and on the other, they worried that if the fight got out of control, they, too, would be out of luck.
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Please forgive me.