Kiel and the soldiers of the first battalion hurried southward in the night. Along the way, the only sounds left were the clattering footsteps of the soldiers and the chaotic sounds of weapons clashing.

They all knew that there were tens of millions of ferocious monsters chasing them behind them. No one could take it easy and could only rush on as hard as they could.

This is like a long-distance race. Only by outrunning the enemy can you save your life.

"What is that?" Someone in the team suddenly shouted, attracting everyone's attention.

Keir couldn't help but be startled and raised his head, only to see everyone around him looking back with their heads raised.

He turned around and saw a ray of red light in the dark northern night, which was very conspicuous. Against the light, the night sky in the distance was coated with a layer of dark red color, like solidified blood.

It's extremely weird.

If you listen carefully, you can faintly hear a muffled thunder-like sound in the distance.

"That's firelight."

"Our people are fighting monsters~!"

There was an excited shout from the crowd.

Many of these soldiers had experienced the defense of Ruman City and were very experienced. They could tell at a glance that this light was exactly the unique sight after the fire reflected the red sky.

Apparently, behind them, a brutal battle was going on - the coalition's war fortresses were bombing monsters.

Weir immediately became excited, clenched his fists, and shouted towards the north: "Okay, kill them all~!"

"Kill them."

"It's best not to leave any one behind~!"

"..."

The soldiers of the Skeleton Division were all in high spirits and kept cheering.

Not long ago, they were forced to give up the loot that could be exchanged for money. The depressed mood of running all the way has improved a lot.

But then the officers' harsh yells came from the darkness.

"What are you calling?"

"Keep on going."

"..."

But the soldiers didn't take it seriously. After all, they won the battle. Although the officers scolded them fiercely, they didn't stop everyone from cheering.

Some people even cheered loudly and whistled wildly, as if they were naysayers.

At this time, no one knew who was yelling loudly in the darkness: "You are a bunch of brainless idiots. Just by looking at the firelight, you can tell that the enemy is not far away from us."

After hearing this, the cheers of the soldiers suddenly stopped, as if cold water had been poured on them.

Immediately, there was no order from the officer, only a "bang" was heard, and everyone turned around very consciously and continued on their way.

However, now that they knew that someone was guarding the rear for them, the soldiers were all in a good mood, changed their dull atmosphere, and began to rush south noisily.

As everyone walked, they discussed how many enemies a hundred war fortresses could be destroyed by dropping bombs at one time. How many times could all the monsters be killed...and other major mathematical problems.

More than an hour later, the roar of the war fortress was heard in the air again.

Although only their outlines could be seen in the dark night, the anti-collision lights hanging on the war fortress were extremely eye-catching.

Red, yellow and green lights flashed in the sky, like shooting stars, streaking across the dark night sky and flying quickly - the flying troops returned after the battle.

Seeing this, the soldiers on the ground all waved their arms enthusiastically and shouted loudly to the war fortress in the sky to express their gratitude to them - although they also knew that the people on the war fortress would probably not be able to see them.

At this time, the sky suddenly lit up with two dazzling lights.

The light was like two small suns, illuminating the ground and the advancing Skeleton Division soldiers in an instant.

At the same time, it also illuminated the huge and majestic figures of more than a dozen war fortresses in the sky.

Under the surprised eyes of the Skeleton Division soldiers, the War Fortress circled around at low altitude, found a flat place, and slowly landed. Then, the hatch opened wide.

Before the soldiers could react, an order from the regiment commander came from the front, telling the entire army to rest where they were.

There was a commotion among the soldiers of the Skeleton Division. From the looks of it, the landed war fortress was ready to load things.

If we happen to pick them up on the way back...

Weir grinned widely, then poked Kiel beside him, and said excitedly: "Look, look. We have a war fortress, and finally we don't have to walk by ourselves. My legs have been so fast in walking these dozens of miles.

It’s swollen.”

Kil also breathed a sigh of relief, smiled happily, and walked quickly without touching the ground while carrying the heavy machine gun. It was enough for even an iron man, as both sides of his shoulders were already crushed.

By the time it gets to dawn, he probably won't be able to lift his arms.

Not far away, a military observer sent from Lingshan listened to the conversation between the two of them. He couldn't help but frowned and cursed secretly: These stupid young soldiers~!

After walking less than thirty miles, I am here complaining about being tired.

However, as a military observer and Lingshan's senior reserve officer, he wisely did not say anything.

Over the past few days, he has become accustomed to the power and shamelessness of the human coalition: eating meat every day, shooting bullets at will, and throwing away unnecessary things.

Once the war goes badly, they will immediately turn around and run away. The army even clearly stipulates the circumstances under which they can raise their hands and surrender.

If they were in the Semitic army, this would be unthinkable. Let alone raising their hands to surrender, as long as they showed the slightest hint of such an intention, they would be regarded as traitors and killed on the spot.

Comparing the two together, it almost overturned his worldview. It was hard for people to believe that the shameless dogs of the human coalition could easily defeat an invincible steel division like the Semitic people.

There must be something unknown in this~!

But once he asked, he was bound to be ridiculed and ridiculed by these dead soldiers, making him look like a fool. Therefore, he just observed silently, trying to find out the middle ground by himself.

's mystery.

At this time, Battalion Commander Worster strode over, pointed at the Kilns, and said: "You guys, put down your weapons and backpacks, and come with me."

Several people looked at each other in confusion: Putting down their backpacks was fine, but what did they want them to do by putting down their weapons? Could it be that in order to carry more people, they didn't even need guns?

Full of questions, Kiel and the others followed the battalion commander towards the war fortress parked on the ground.

When we arrived, there was already a group of artillery carriages parked in front of the war fortress. The carriages pulled dark cannons. This was the artillery unit of the regiment.

Battalion Commander Worster pointed at the cannons and ordered: "Push all the cannons up."

The soldiers suddenly let out a wailing sound: It turned out that they were not asked to come here for a ride, but to do hard work.

Kiel and the others looked at each other and had no choice but to roll up their sleeves and, together with the artillerymen, shouted slogans and pushed the heavy cannon onto the war fortress.

Just as they were grabbing the cannon's wheels, pushing and pulling, someone next to them asked in a low voice: "What to do with the cannonballs?"

Hearing that the voice was very similar to that of Captain Jennings, Kil turned his head and looked over, only to see a group of people standing next to him in the dim light of the fire. One of them said calmly: "Blow it up. Return to the second level as quickly as possible."

The troop station, don't worry about anything else."

Captain Zhannings lamented and said: "It's a pity. If I had known this, I would have fired all the artillery shells yesterday."

After loading the artillery, the War Fortress quickly took off and flew south without making any stops.

Keir and Weir watched helplessly as the fastest means of transportation of this era left them, and they continued to walk on two legs with guns on their backs.

However, seeing the mournful expressions of the artillerymen next to him, Keir felt much more balanced.

Besides, in the eyes of officials, slow-moving artillery is definitely more important than infantry.

With this resentment, the soldiers of the 1st Battalion of the Skeleton Division continued on their way. Although their bodies were tired, as soon as they thought of the tens of millions of insects chasing after them, everyone was suddenly full of strength.

So when the War Fortress landed in front of them again and the pilot waved to Kiel and the others, Kiel and the others had not yet reacted, thinking that they were being asked to do hard labor again, so they all hid far away.

After walking all night, they didn't even have the strength to speak. No one wanted to be a porter.

Looking at the bear-like appearance of his men, Battalion Commander Worster's nose twisted in anger, and he roared: "Why are you still standing there? They are here to pick us up."

The soldiers were silent for a second, then burst into enthusiastic cheers and rushed into the war fortress.

Falling down on the floor of the war fortress, rubbing his swollen calves, Weir said with emotion: "Those idiots in the headquarters finally did something right."

The soldiers laughed and nodded at the same time, echoing: "Thank you to the God of Light. Those idiots at the headquarters haven't forgotten us little soldiers."

Unlike the cold air in the wasteland outside, the War Fortress was as warm as spring, and the crew members walked around wearing only single clothes.

Kiel and the others took off their thick coats after being warmed up in just a few minutes. The soldiers who had been freezing for more than a month felt so comfortable that they almost melted.

It seems like the last time it was this warm was a lifetime ago.

A young female crew member also brought them hot water, tea and in-flight meals.

When the soldiers were drinking tea from cups and fighting for the shrimps in the flight meals, they were not only grateful to the pilots of the War Fortress, but...hate~!

Why are they carrying guns, eating cold cans, and drinking the sub-zero northwest wind in the wilderness, and are all as frozen as their grandchildren?

But people on the war fortress can turn on the heater, eat steak and seafood, drink good black tea, and be eye-catching with young and beautiful girls.

This bunch of rich and wealthy people are having a damn good time.

People are more likely to die than others~!

Weir and a group of people discussed loudly that if he had a son in the future, he would have to go to flight school and never become an infantryman again.

Kil held a cup of black tea and stood by the window looking at the scenery outside. Hearing what Weir said, he secretly scolded them for being boring. They all passed the exam before joining the security force, and those with the highest scores were assigned to the flying force.
To be continued...