Just after the battle, regular soldiers arrive.
"There are a lot of types and new models that these guys don't really see. They're pretty good."
He looked over at the Battle Creature rolling as a corpse, Charles said.
"When you're a battle creature opponent, you show unparalleled strength, don't you? I'm always happy to fight."
"Haha, in my case, he's a better match for melee than a gun."
Lei told me, Charles laughs furiously.
"By the way, is this really an important base? The Battle Creature was a pain in the ass, but it's so thin."
Lei is suspicious. It still considers the possibility of a trap as well.
"Even if it's not an important base, it means it attacked an important base. That'll boost our morale."
A regular army commander said to Lei.
"That turned out very differently than I planned."
The commander laughs sarcastically when he sees that the base is under control before the regular army arrives.
"Looks like you weren't setting a trap."
And commander whining without heart or hindsight. It also looks appeased.
"I'm sorry I wasted your legs. We had to fight this one too."
When Simon stands in front of the commander and leaves the foreground, lying eight hundred lined up that he has been disintegrated into battle without being discovered by his enemies.
"Whoo-hoo... Simon inherited the genes from his newest home."
"The longest time I've been with my new home is Simon. I don't. Ever since I was a kid."
Seeing how it goes, Lei and Charles whisper.
"You guys follow me. Enough here. Put down half the regular army and pull it up."
"Less than half a dozen, okay?
Simon frowns at the commander's words.
"I got a lot of information in between getting here. I'll go back and make sure of that. If the information is true, this base is not worth taking back at the time of its crushing, if it comes from government forces. Yeah, it's not like the offense was in vain."
That's what the commander returns his heel. Simon and the others tried to follow it and walked out.
Half of the Regular Army and the mercenaries they took with the Commander return to their base.
There were several other officers at the base who were talking to the commander in some way, but eventually came before Simons and the others who were relaxing.
"Apparently, the new bat creature I bought in bulk on that spot was one of those trump cards"
"I killed them all."
I listen to the commander's report and laugh when Charles dulls.
"Apparently, there could be a big change. Government forces also have armistices. Now, obviously, government forces are being pushed, and there's no good news for them."
"That's not all. We're talking about whether a new ally might show up."
From behind the commander, one of the officers came and spoke. That's the first face I've ever seen.
"New allies?"
Andrew looks at the officer and brightens his eyes and asks. He was a bearded man of considerable preference. Chest hair stretching out of his chest also shot Andrew's heart.
"We are not the only minorities that the government of this country is oppressing. There are multiple others. We're the only ones who've got the weapon."
And, officer.
"I see, does the government see it as a disadvantage or do other cowards stand up? After I let you all bleed out."
"Stop saying that. Still, I appreciate more allies."
Li Lei's sarcasm led the commander to his face.
The next day, the mercenaries again headed for the defense of True and Johnny's first battle stronghold.
Fighting had already begun when we arrived. Government forces are attacking once and for all.
"That's crazy. Such a fierce offensive, never before. I heard the inside of the enemy is rattled, but there seems to be some other reason"
"I don't know why you have to attack us and destroy us."
Lei Li and Charles say.
"Simon understands?"
"I'm not new here, so I don't know any more."
Shaken by Andrew, Simon smiles and shrugs his shoulders.
"Sure, the leader reads awesome at times like this. But that guy's brain is too demonic, and I feel envious ~"
"I agree."
To Andrew's words, Lei nodded.
The mercenaries then joined the fight.
Whether they kill or not, the enemy comes next. They storm dignified through the sparse space of the shield.
The enemy is many times more dead than this one, but the damage to the allied factions is still steadily increasing. The mercenaries, too, are getting a little more dead.
(Aren't they all scared? I'm... somewhat scared, but not strange and hopeless. Not as scary as it sounds)
While I've been shooting my gun around for hours now, the truth is I think.
"You're enjoying yourself."
One of my neighbors, whose name I don't even know, truly speaks to me.
"Maybe I'm relieved that we all are. It could have been tight on its own."
True to answer honestly.
"Really? Me too, I just became a soldier at your age, but Bull couldn't move and panicked, and he was scattered."
Truly rigid with fear, but this soldier was not there then.
"I'm a little scared. But... it's something fun. I enjoy that fear."
"Neither do we. Scary but enjoying it. I guess that's why you're doing this."
The soldier shoots the gun again as he spills his grin.
A few seconds later, a bullet pierced the soldier's head and the soldier fell sideways, holding the gun tight. In truth as soon as possible, the fear that should have been smaller swells enormously.
(The elements of luck also seem quite significant for life and death on the battlefield. I need to believe in my strong luck)
I hold on to the body of a man who was talking to me until a few seconds ago, and the truth is that he can't be crushed by fear.
"The image of the recent war in the Lady Dowager seems to be a substitute for the United States and Russia to unilaterally end with missiles and air strikes. This is how infantry battles are fought all over the place."
Simon, who came at some point while wandering around the body of the man next door, truly talks.
"You're too uptight. Get some rest. We can still afford it now, so rest now."
True to marvel at Simon's words. I wanted to scream if this meant I could afford it. If I had gotten a little out of hand, I would have had images of enemies pushing at me in no time, so I said I kept shooting desperately.
I think the truth was what Simon said afterwards.
Three-week and intense offensives continued. In the meantime, there was no rest as a day.
As always, enemies boil whether they kill or not. While the number of soldiers here is limited, reinforcements are rare.
Unlike the enemies that keep boiling one after the other, this one will also get more tight for that matter if the number decreases by one.
"I'm good at the battle for protection."
It's like Li Lei was able to laugh and insist, take the real power of combat command on behalf of Ariada commanders and Simon, and manage it because he was developing a defensive battle. Truth is, if not, it could have been wiped out for so long.
True men predicted the timing of the breakdown of the government's onslaught, and all of them moved their camp over the rocky mountains and shot from there. This was also one of our bets. That rocky mountain is huge and unless there are more than tens of thousands of soldiers, it is unlikely to be able to be sieged or anything like that. But if you sneak up on a separate squad from behind and get ambushed, it's a pain in the ass.
It was an even harsher battle to the enemy. Previously, he said he had masterfully used a large amount of rock shade to fight, but the shield was completely gone, and he had to climb the slopes of a rugged mountain, defenseless.
In contrast, what True did was unilaterally shoot down defenseless, blunt-footed, and morale-deprived enemy soldiers. Still, very rarely mortars and grenade launchers flew in, and true troops also suffered casualties.
If you're a decent commander in the first place, you wouldn't order your men to do such an idiot thing, such as climb and attack a steep rocky mountain on a slope with a good view.
Still, the enemy seems to have a situation where soldiers' lives have to be treated like consumables and continue to attack. Li Lei spotted it and set up on the spot. Of course, I don't even know the circumstances themselves.
To the extent that it was desperate for the enemy, the Ariada side was in a topographically advantageous situation, but nevertheless True kept fighting and fatigue accumulated day after day, both physically and mentally. Only numbers are more overwhelming than enemies. I don't have time to rest. If you keep your enemies close, even kill them, kill them, and keep killing them.
The last three weeks, like the longest and hardest time of my life, were truly felt. He was shooting guns on both the day he came and the day he came, fighting the fear of death. No matter how much you kill, over time new enemies will appear and push you. And they attacked me every night, naturally, so I can't even sleep much.
The truth about quitting mercenaries and starting to live in the back streets was that even four years or more of backstreet life had never been more experienced in fighting and killing all the time.
One day, the enemy's movements stopped perfectly. The slopes and foothills of Rock Mountain were filled with massive corpses, and the waiting silence came.
The reinforcements that came brought us information and it turns out why the enemy went on a desperate offensive.
The success of the enemy stronghold raids in the meantime also led to information in the ears of government forces that the Ariadas saw themselves in the offensive and that two non-Ariada minorities would join the line with the Ariadas. Therefore, he was forced to beat Ariada thoroughly and crushed the willingness of other peoples to enter the war.
But the desperate resistance of the government forces ended in failure, when the two peoples issued statements fighting with the Ariadas, and in the form of further riding their butthorses, the other minorities flipped the flag together.
And that day, the mercenaries turned into a payment box.
Base control three weeks ago also meant that the Ariadas handled it. Mercenary manners don't lead to morale, and they make you less persuasive to other peoples. I had to decide that there were no mercenaries. The mere presence of mercenaries has become an obstacle.
The commander of Ariada, who fought with misery, had expressed his gratitude and apology to the mercenaries and saluted them, but both True and Johnny watched with cold eyes.
"It's the usual thing. It's like this."
Charles comes down with a light tone.
"And it's always been like this ahead of us, but are we still getting there?
Li Lei looks at True and Johnny and asks. Both of us, we don't snort, we don't shake our heads sideways. I look at Li Lei with a strong, light-held eye, expressionless by the time I flutter. That was the answer.