Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1184 - 1177: Stubborn Resistance

Chapter 1184: Chapter 1177: Stubborn Resistance

After several exchanges, the interception unit also gained some experience. Generally speaking, the flare launched from our positions never stopped, so the enemy could only launch a direct assault.

Every thirty to forty minutes, the enemy would initiate an attack with about a hundred troops, lasting roughly ten to twenty minutes. As long as our defenses held firm, the enemy would usually retreat after twenty minutes, leaving behind dozens of corpses.

However, as the battle heated up, especially after several interceptions, the casualties of the interception unit continued to rise. Despite their good protection gear, a lot more depended on luck on the battlefield.

The greatest source of casualties for the interception unit came from the enemy’s mortar fire. After repeated adjustments, the enemy gradually became more accurate with their mortars, concentrating their fire more than before, despite the cover of darkness.

As casualties mounted, the interception unit’s logistics played a significant role. They transported seriously wounded soldiers who had received basic aid to a clinic ten kilometers away, while those with minor injuries only needed simple dressings before rejoining the fight.

Although there were less than a hundred soldiers directly confronting the enemy, there were reserves available. The front-line troops would retreat to the second line whenever they could no longer hold, and the second-line troops would continue to resist.

But the situation now was that despite increasing casualties, the front-line troops fought even more fiercely. Bolstered by advanced weaponry, these elite troops of Princess Melia’s repelled the enemy’s assaults several times.

Even when the commanding subhuman non-commissioned officers clearly showed signs of wanting to retreat, these troops continued to fight stubbornly.

These subhumans had never experienced real war, but they did have experience in defensive battles. This was mainly thanks to the academy’s virtual simulation systems, which provided them with immersive experiences of the cruelty in trench warfare and some psychological preparation for modern combative confrontations.

But a simulator is, after all, just a simulator. No one really dies there, and they understood this. So even when faced with the brutal reality of war, they maintained an optimistic attitude.

As casualties continued to increase, these subhuman soldiers experienced the feeling of life and death separation for the first time. A soldier who had been smoking with them moments earlier might suddenly become a cold corpse. The abrupt contrast shook the hearts of every subhuman deeply.

Actually, this was also what the headquarters had intended: for these subhumans to fight a controllable scale of war, making it easier for them to integrate into the dangerous Otherworld and become real qualified soldiers.

However, the subhumans’ protective gear proved to be very effective, so since the onset of the battle, there had been almost no cases of subhuman fatalities— the worst injuries were severe.

As the battle raged on, dawn began to break. They had been fighting from early morning until sunrise, and the enemy had left over two hundred bodies in front of our positions. The fierce fighting was still underway.

The confident Fredel had never expected that what seemed to be a simple encounter would last until sunrise, causing over three hundred casualties among his men. The resistance on the other side was unexpectedly stubborn, holding out against several hundred attackers by relying solely on light weapons and a few mortars.

The attacking troops had almost overtaken the enemy’s positions at one point, but were then quickly repelled by those on the defenses. They even launched a countercharge, driving the attackers back.

"Let’s retreat. It’s nearly dawn. If we drag this on, we might all die here," Car said gloomily, looking around the valley.

"Aside from retreating, do you have any other constructive suggestions?" Taking a deep breath, Fredel gritted his teeth and asked.

"Joining forces is always a major mistake. The enemy has superior firepower, but insufficient defensive forces. Splitting our troops to harass them would have been the best choice. Why did you insist on joining forces to attack Lipei? Their Otherworld Gate has always been open. If they want, they can continuously bring in troops from Earth at any moment. Even if you reach Lipei, what then?" Car was shaking with anger, pointing at him and cursing loudly.

"Everything will get better as long as we can take this position," Fredel said, looking towards the defensive positions.

"Stubborn fool!" Car couldn’t help but curse.

Surveying their surroundings, the valley they were in wasn’t very steep, with gentle slopes on both sides, which meant that if he wanted to, the troops could continue to deploy and attack the blocking position from three directions: both ridge flanks and the center.

So he stopped paying attention to Car and summoned his subordinates to issue an order to deploy the troops. He demanded they attack the enemy’s blocking position from three routes in an effort to capture it.

Car watched Fredel’s stubbornness in a daze. Even if they retreated, he didn’t know which route would be best. Because in his mind, these men should not unite for an assault but rather split up for harrying attacks.

Seeing that Fredel was determined to stick it out at this position, Car suddenly felt a tingling sensation on his scalp, as if artillery shells from the other side were already midair. So, he simply stopped making suggestions and sneakily left Fredel’s side, quickly escaping the valley.

With the break of dawn, the light gradually brightened, eliminating the blocking position’s lighting advantage. Now both sides had visibility, and a new round of fierce fighting began.

The enemy set up mortars in the rear and began bombarding the blocking position. Over ten guns fired continuously, suppressing the soldiers so much they couldn’t even lift their heads.

"Agh, someone just take out their mortar position already, I can’t stand this!" An otherworldly creature, clutching his helmet, cursed loudly from the trench.

Upon hearing this, an Aud soldier next to him picked up a 40mm rocket launcher, peeked out slightly, then said with difficulty, "Chief, they’re hiding behind rocks, we can’t hit them."

"Then look for anyone who’s exposed and take them out with their gun," said the otherworldly creature, frustrated and angry.

"Yes!" The Aud soldier nodded, but just as he peeked out, he stiffened suddenly and collapsed in the trench, the rocket launcher falling beside him.

Startled, the otherworldly creature rushed over to check on him and found that there was a bullet hole on his face that had appeared from nowhere, with blood and brain matter oozing out from the helmet.

He stared at the Aud soldier who had just been talking to him, feeling both angry and guilty. Fear should have been the dominant emotion, but anger stubbornly pushed it aside.

"Damn it!!" He cursed loudly, grabbed the fallen rocket launcher, removed the anti-armor warhead, took a cloud explosion bomb from a box, and loaded it into the rocket launcher.

Hoisting the rocket launcher and peering out just enough, he couldn’t care less about targeting the enemy’s mortar position and instead aimed at a spot crowded with people, pulling the trigger immediately.

The rocket emitted a piercing whistle, trailing a long flame as it shot out. But because it was only a hundred meters away, the fins hadn’t even fully deployed when the warhead slammed into a large rock.

At the moment of impact, the warhead shattered, and a mist of aerosol dispersed inertially, then with a delay of a mere few tenths of a second, the warhead’s fuse ignited. A huge flame burst forth instantly, generating a powerful shockwave that knocked nearby people off their feet.

Those hit by the flames turned into fireballs, screaming and flailing, but quickly they stopped moving and were reduced to burning unrecognizable lumps.

The otherworldly creature did not witness the fiery explosion, as he immediately ducked down after firing and started to request artillery support from the Joint Command Center using his magic messenger.

Meanwhile, in the Joint Command Center’s camp several kilometers away, Wang Xu had not slept all night, drinking cup after cup of coffee, incessantly receiving reports from the front lines and the Reconnaissance Team.

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