Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1274 - 1267: Organizational Ability

Chapter 1274: Chapter 1267: Organizational Ability

Clearly, the general had been too careless, failing to maintain constant vigilance, which allowed Feng to catch him completely off guard and kill him.

He hadn’t noticed Feng’s approach because his perception was disrupted by Fulajie’er. So when Feng approached, the general mistook her for Fulajie’er and failed to guard against her, resulting in his untimely demise.

Kedal metal, regardless of whether against metal or flesh, was indiscriminately piercing. The knife’s right-angled tip easily penetrated the general’s body and pierced his heart without any resistance.

Feng attacked from behind. Less than a second after the blade entered the body, she swiftly withdrew it, then with both hands on the knife, she delivered a clean diagonal slash. The sharp blade instantly severed the general’s spine, delivering a second fatal blow.

"Luo’er..." After ensuring the general was finished, Feng finally relaxed and turned to Luo’er with concern.

"I’m fine, he didn’t hurt me," Luo’er waved his hand to signal he didn’t need help, clumsily rising from the ground on his own.

"The number of generals is increasing, retreat! Try to engage the enemy while in motion!" Just as he felt relief, Fulajie’er’s composed voice echoed in his mind.

Though the enemy’s counter-attack caught her slightly off guard, overall, everything was still under control. With her commanding and providing cover, the small Advance Team was managing to hold their ground against the hundreds from the Dongsheng army.

Of course, she admitted that Dongsheng’s generals were strong. A momentary lapse of attention could easily result in casualties on their side, so she directed the battle with the utmost caution, dreadfully afraid that any mistake on her part could lead to a loss of control.

With Fulajie’er’s command, the retreat of the Advance Team was orderly. Under the moonlight, they provided covering fire in turns, and due to Fulajie’er’s coordination, there were no incidences of friendly fire.

Their strength stemmed from their Yuanzi weapons. After being outfitted with cooling devices, the continuous fire capability of Yuanzi weapons was greatly enhanced. Since the battle began, Hu Daoke hadn’t even released the trigger. Wherever the muzzle was pointed, the enemy was utterly suppressed, unable to move at all.

However, even with cooling devices, Yuanzi weapons had their limitations. As the battle reached a fever pitch, the Advance Team’s weapons began to show varying degrees of firepower voids.

Luo’er’s Origin Submachine Gun’s cooling device had long since stopped functioning. The heat inside the chamber accumulated, and even the trigger and grip started to become hot.

It was worth noting that the Origin Submachine Gun had insulation devices inside. From the chamber to the grip was a thick layer of insulation. Now that even the grip was overheating, one could only imagine the temperature inside the chamber.

Luo’er carefully held the Origin Submachine Gun, daring not continue firing, because he knew that if he did, the Kedal splitter inside the chamber would certainly dull.

What’s worse, due to the operating principles of the Origin Submachine Gun, the chamber needed to be sealed, which made heat dissipation extremely difficult. Once the chamber overheated, besides adding cooling devices, the only option was to wait for it to cool naturally.

Under Fulajie’er’s command, the Advance Team retreated slowly, fighting while retreating, forcefully suppressing the enemy’s swarm-like assaults through their firepower advantage.

"Everyone, retreat! Their main force of generals is coming, all fully armed; they really plan to launch a night raid," Fulajie’er relayed some troubling news.

"Where do we retreat to?" asked Luo’er, holding the Origin Submachine Gun and turning to ask.

"Use your high-mobility devices to cross the river directly. The situation is a bit tricky now; with the enemy’s main force and generals arriving, any delay may easily lead to us being encircled," Fulajie’er explained.

"Alright, I’ll cover everyone’s retreat," Luo’er said as he lifted the Origin Submachine Gun again.

"Don’t bother covering, every man for himself," Fulajie’er said somewhat angrily, then paused, softening her tone before continuing, "I’ll provide cover, you retreat immediately. As for Cheng Ziang, he’s blessed by his ancestors, he can be the last to leave, covering your retreat."

"Let him provide cover..." Luo’er showed a worried expression.

"Those who have the ability should act, and those who don’t should not drag us down, this is what you said," Fulajie’er stated.

"Alright, I understand. I’m retreating immediately," Luo’er fell silent, with no choice but to nod in agreement with her plan.

In fact, ever since they had entered the Otherworld, as the team members’ potentials gradually unfolded, Luo’er’s abilities, by comparison, seemed quite mediocre. In terms of magic, he was not on par with Tangmo and Baiyue; in fighting skills, he was not a match for Cheng Ziang and Feng; in support abilities, he was also outclassed by Hu Daoke, who could carry more ammunition. In short, he appeared quite average, seeming to have a bit of skill in everything.

Of course, if anyone were to make such an assessment of Luo’er, the other members of the Advance Team would immediately stand up to refute it.

That was because in their eyes, Luo’er played a role in the Advance Team much more crucial than combat ability, and that was his organizational ability. It could be said without exaggeration that there would be no Advance Team without Luo’er. Without his leadership, the Advance Team would not have achieved so much.

Although Luo’er often let his emotions affect his command of battles and decisions, which was a flaw, he was still by far the best organizer of the Advance Team.

So-called organizational ability first and foremost requires the organized individuals to obey the commands of the organizer. On this point, Luo’er could claim to be number one, and no one would dare to claim second.

He was the one whom the team looked up to and wholeheartedly followed, functioning as both captain and instructor. His team members would openly state that they were members of Luo’er’s squad, not simply the nth Advance Team.

Internally, he could settle people’s hearts; externally, he could act with appropriate measure, neither servile nor overbearing. It was precisely for this reason that Zhuyan Yu dared to let Luo’er take full responsibility for this exploration.

Therefore, as outlined above, such battles didn’t actually require his presence—it was sufficient for him to be responsible for coordination and command. But Luo’er still chose to go to the front lines, because he wanted to fight alongside his comrades.

Arriving at the riverside, Luo’er looked at the dimly lit solitary boat on the opposite shore, quickly built a fire on the ground, and signaled with torches for the small boat to hurry over.

At the moment, the entire Dongsheng military camp was in chaos, searching for their traces. What Luo’er regretted most was that the discipline of the Dongsheng army was still very strict, so they had no chance to cause an uproar in the camp. Instead, they were chased by the enemy’s main force.

From afar, Fulajie’er’s miracle reappeared, the cold white light illuminating the forest once again. Every time he saw Fulajie’er’s image, Luo’er would involuntarily think of Tana, who had taken the form of his mother.

At that time, she had looked at him with quiet reverence, her image so holy that it felt a sin to profane it.

Although Fulajie’er’s image did not last long, only about a dozen seconds, the manifestation of this miracle seemed to be more than just for intimidation.

Because as her image disappeared, Luo’er could clearly hear a series of dull sounds coming from the direction of Lingyuan City. Then, violent explosions erupted in the distance within the forest. A string of artillery shells exploded among the trees, the impact traveling through the forest was still so awe-inspiring that it sent shivers down Luo’er’s scalp.

Those were the explosions of mortar shells. As the shells streaked through the night sky, everyone could hear a very distinct whistling sound.

With the sight of the explosions, the morale of the Advance Team soared. As expected, the friendly forces within Lingyuan City hadn’t ignored the Advance Team struggling outside and launched an attack amidst the enemy’s confusion, supporting the combat of the Advance Team.

Because it was night, the city’s defenders could not directly deploy troops as proof. They could only rely on the long-range firepower of the artillery. Furthermore, Fulajie’er’s miracle had indicated the area for the artillery to target, providing the Advance Team with support from the city’s guns.

It must be said, long-range weaponry in warfare against an enemy accustomed to close-range combat still constituted a dimensionality-reducing attack. The Dongsheng military camp, never anticipating that the cannon fire could reach so far, had pitched their camp within the range of the guns.

In their view, the depth of the combat zone was just a few hundred meters, at most a kilometer wide. However, for a military used to long-range warfare, one or two kilometers is merely the frontline; the actual depth of the combat zone had to be at least a hundred kilometers.

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