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After hearing all this, everyone felt a deep sense of helplessness within.
It turned out that while they were away, such events were unfolding. If a battle broke out, they might be summoned to the front lines at a moment's notice. The Northern Lands? That area was surrounded by a renowned Mountainous Region, serving as a natural barrier. Entering this barrier felt like stepping into a labyrinth.
Choosing this place for strategic deployment was not an easy decision. The people at that time sensed something was amiss, and constructing such a city came at a significant cost.
Aside from that, they had no other thoughts. Originally, they planned to rest for two weeks but subconsciously believed that one week would suffice for recovery. Once the vehicle was repaired, they could reach the Northern Lands more quickly.
The reason this area was called the Northern Border was that it was also known as the Ice and Snow Land, accompanied by the harsh conditions of the Mountainous Region. Human forces faced certain disadvantages in battle, but the Zerg likely faced even greater challenges in navigating that maze-like terrain to engage the enemy.
Only a few could manage it, and it was well-known that the IQ of the Zerg was extremely low; many would get lost within. Occasionally, a few Insectoids would emerge, but their numbers remained terrifying. The human army dared not let their guard down, especially against flying Insectoids. Even Anti-Aircraft Guns might not be effective against them, requiring many warriors to risk their lives to counter them and take down these flying pests.
Without the threat of flying insects, the deterrent power of human Submachine Guns and Siege Cannons would be greatly enhanced.
Those bullets had undergone special treatment, ensuring they would inflict significant damage on the Zerg. The penetrating power of each bullet was formidable. The impact was something that could hardly be countered; many who witnessed this began to think along similar lines.
Though the physical bodies of the Zerg were robust, they relied on sheer physicality and swarm tactics. While this approach seemed somewhat effective, it lacked purpose in a broader sense. The effectiveness of both capabilities was considerable; humans, as a physically average yet intellectually advanced race, wielded powerful weapons capable of taking down multiple insects at once.
Some soldiers wielded Gauss-type Submachine Guns, which were even more terrifying in performance—one person could sweep across the battlefield. However, the Zerg was not weak; occasionally, larger and more dangerous individuals would assault the city. The Gauss Sniper Rifle had exceptional penetrating power and could instantly turn an adult Mighty Bull into mush.
The situation did not appear optimistic. As these circumstances unfolded gradually, the city remained firmly defended. War inevitably brought destruction, and numerous reports of battle reached human ears.
War? It was truly terrifying. At times like these, complaints began to fly around wildly.
But there was no way around it. In moments of life and death for a race, there would always be someone who stood up to put into action the thoughts they usually dared not express or had no time to practice. Such times were also when criminals ran rampant; perhaps they eagerly awaited these moments to make a profit.
After a week of preparation, Hunter Team 116 received orders for their next war mission and was dispatched to the Northern Lands.
This place was rumored to harbor a terrifying legend, known as the Cold Land.
Thus, they had to dress warmly; only then could they withstand such cold. Indeed, Ross exchanged for a large number of arrows, including White Alchemical Arrows. The rest consisted of soft armor and a substantial supply of High-Explosive Bombs and ammunition.
They were preparing to equip this Hunter Team as an armed force. The manager of Wanderer's Home was quite surprised by the volume of their purchases.
Although it was for the sake of this battle and considering survival rates, many still felt that their load exceeded the standard. However, after Hawkeye verified the information, he turned a blind eye and let it pass.
The Weapon Store and Weapon Center of the Wanderers' Association were interconnected. Due to the war, all weapons manufactured were sent directly to the front lines.
While they did not concern themselves with other matters, the inventory left in the center of Wanderer's Home was initially intended to be sent to the front lines in the final days. However, the sudden emptying of this stock raised suspicions; if it weren't for that special authority, they probably wouldn't have considered any alternatives.
Meanwhile, after two days of travel, they finally arrived at the Tower in the Northern Lands.
The sound of artillery fire erupted instantly, echoing continuously without any sign of stopping. Soldiers changed shifts repeatedly; tents from the Hunter Association, Assassin Association, Mecha Association, and Human Alliance covered the largest area with low-level troops.
There were even Air Force personnel along with Army and Navy soldiers. Due to the absence of oceans in this situation, naval soldiers found themselves unable to utilize their combat methods. Once they left their familiar marine environment and landed, they became infantrymen.
Their combat style differed significantly from that of ordinary ground soldiers after adapting to using turbulent ocean currents and massive shells as points of attack.
The situation stood out from other thoughts, but the Marine Corps was not as simple as they imagined. The navy, accustomed to fierce battles, had a greater mindset in the realm of life-and-death resistance.
Upon arriving in the Northern Lands, their thoughts were invigorated by the atmosphere here.
An unprecedented surge of momentum filled the air, and upon seeing soldiers crowding the Tower, the sound of gunfire almost incessantly attacked.
Not a single bug could be seen escaping from the Tower; occasionally, a giant flying insect resembling a Raptor would plummet from the sky, preying on its targets in a manner strikingly similar to that of a falcon hunting rabbits.
It felt as if people were suspended in mid-air, quickly torn apart in the process. The key was that once suspended, it was akin to being sent to the guillotine, and under such circumstances, those hanging in the air would feel no pain at all.
In that moment, witnessing such a scene sent chills down their spines. They could only feel a slight pain before losing all sensation; this was death. Moreover, the Defense Power of these giant flying insects was incredibly strong, with only their movement speed being relatively slow.
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