Embers Ad Infinitum

Chapter 467: Tentative

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Taking the patrol route of the defenders, the drone monitoring rules and the terrain around Chuchun Town provided by "friends", Yas led the "vultures" bandit group, driving armored vehicles and dragging artillery from a relatively sheltered road. , quietly touched the vicinity of the target location.

At this time, the moon hangs high, and the light is scattered, making the earth where black and green dance together with a layer of silver.

Chuchun Town stands beside a stream running down a hill. It is suspected that it was transformed from a large farm left over from the old world, but the fence has been replaced with a stone, and there are many more buildings inside, all of which are relatively simple.

The defenders of "First City" are divided into four parts, one part is inside the town, one part is at the main gate, one part is at the rear exit, and the other part is a few hundred meters outside the town.

They didn't all get together, lest they be taken away in one pot.

Yas looked at the khaki armored vehicles and tanks of the same color blocking the door through the binoculars, smiled and said to several confidants:

"Sure enough, as described in the information, the equipment is okay, but there is no morale, everyone is homesick and slack.

"As long as this 'business' is made, our firepower will be ranked first among all robber groups in the wasteland. At that time, we will have the confidence to recruit some people with special abilities."

One of Yas' confidants said hesitantly:

"Boss, but this will anger the 'prime city' and attract their crazy revenge."

Although he also believed that this was a rare opportunity, he always felt that it was a big problem.

"Haven't they organized an army to encircle and suppress us for so many years? But the wasteland is so vast and ruins are everywhere. As long as we are careful and hide better, we don't have to worry too much about this. Is it possible that the 'First City' Will a legion be sent to search for us in the wasteland on a yearly basis? If so, we can still go north and stay in the sphere of influence of the 'White Knights' for a while." Yas replied confidently.

His confidants no longer had any objections. According to the leader's instructions, he organized his robbers into different groups to undertake corresponding tasks.

When everything was ready, Yas took another look at Chuchun Town, where only a few pairs of soldiers were patrolling through the binoculars.

He raised his right hand and waved it down:

"Artillery crew, attack!"

A piece of artillery, dragged by a tractor, entered the pre-set position.

They were divided into two groups, one group fired at the garrison camp a few hundred meters away from the town, and the other group aimed at the enemy at the main entrance of Chuchun Town.

Boom! Boom!

In the moonlit night, flames emerged one after another, and the sound of cannons continued.

A shell was fired, covering two major target areas.

The smoke and dust rose, the air waves rolled, and the explosions one after another made the ground tremble.

"The armored vehicle is ahead, guys!" After being caught off guard by the early spring guards, Yas decisively issued a second order.

The armored vehicles of the "vultures" bandit group drove out, cooperated with the cover of anti-tank guns, and rushed to the entrance of Chuchun Town.

Amidst the rumbling explosions and bang bang bang bang, the "First City" army, which had really slacked off, became chaotic and failed to organize an effective counterattack in a short period of time.

Seeing the town in sight, Yas became more and more convinced of the information provided by his friends, and no longer doubted the weakness of the defenders here.

Just when the sound of the cannons subsided a little, music suddenly sounded in Chuchun Town.

Its melody has a strong sense of rhythm, and with the enthusiastic singing, people can't help but want to dance.

This is not an illusion, Yas, the leader of the "vultures" bandit group sitting in the armored vehicle, twisted his waist uncontrollably.

While he was stunned and dazed, he subconsciously cast his eyes around.

He saw the driver of the armored vehicle stand up, raise his hands, and shake wildly, completely ignoring the state of the vehicle.

go, go, go

Ale, ale, ale (Note 1)

In the ardent and unrestrained singing, the members of the "vulture" bandit group raised their guns, or stopped in place, or kept pushing their hips, or waving their hands, all moving their bodies in accordance with the rhythm.

For a while, the gunfire died down, the gunshots stopped, and the black battlefield outside Chuchun Town turned into a cheerful and fiery square.

The defenders of Chuchun Town were not affected, and seized this opportunity to regroup and launch a counterattack.

Da da da, the heavy machine gun's strafing was like a sickle harvesting autumn wheat, causing the robbers to fall down one by one.

Boom! Boom!

The two khaki tanks rolled out while firing shells.

The blood and pain made many robbers sober up. They couldn't believe that they had attacked the army of "First City" head-on!

The same is true of Yas, there is a feeling that he has been blinded by the devil and has not returned to normal until now.

What can a band of robbers do to compete with the regular army of "First City"

And the other party is also fully equipped, not a single defeated army!

Covered by the ferocious firepower, Yas and the others tried to escape, but they were still affected by the fiery singing, unable to do their best, and could only twist and shake while using weapons to counterattack.

It's definitely not accurate.

"The 'vulture' bandit group is over..." Jiang Baimian sighed while holding the binoculars at the top of the hill.

Although she knew that the "vultures" bandit group could not succeed and would inevitably fail miserably in the end, she did not expect that they would be defeated so quickly and so brittlely.

However, the purpose of the "Old Tune Group" was achieved. They detected the existence of "Spiritual Corridor" level awakeners in Chuchun Town.

This kind of powerhouse can play a role in a similar battlefield beyond imagination!

Of course, Jiang Baimian is not too surprised by this. After using Wu Meng's recording to easily "believe" so many people in the "vulture" bandit group, she knows how much the awakened people at the "spiritual corridor" level can deal with ordinary people. The horrors of those who have explored the depths are even more unimaginable.

This is not something that DiMarco and Tarnan "High Heartless" can compare to in a state of being in bad condition.

"It's a pity..." Shang Jianyao, while echoing Jiang Baimian's words, twisted his waist and crotch to follow the rhythm.

There was no disappointment in his expression, his face was full of yearning.

Although he was so far apart, he couldn't quite hear the music coming out of Chuchun Town, but the dance of the "Vulture" bandit members allowed him to push back the beat.

"Evacuate first, so as not to be discovered." Jiang Baimian put down the telescope.

For this proposal, apart from Shang Jianyao, no one has an opinion.

They all witnessed what happened to the "vulture" bandit group, and were full of fear for the strong man who did not show up.

Of course, the "Old Tune Group" still has some things to do before pulling out.

Jiang Baimian turned his attention to Bai Chen, Han Wanghuo, and Genava, and nodded to them.

Bai Chen, who had set up the "Orange" rifle, put his eyes behind the scope long ago, and the muzzle of the gun kept following a certain figure.

Finally, she saw an opportunity.

A bullet flew out of the muzzle, crossed Chuchun Town, came to the door of one of the armored vehicles of the "vulture" bandit group, and got into Yas's head.

With a bang, the head of the bandit leader who managed to overcome the urge to dance and escape from the out-of-control armored vehicle exploded into a cloud of bloody fireworks.

Almost at the same time, Han Wanghuo and Genava also completed long-range sniping.

In the thumping movement, the two henchmen of Yas fell to the ground.

These are all people who have communicated face-to-face with Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao before, and they can describe their general appearance. At the same time, these people must also have scenes at that time in their memories.

As for the rest of the robbers, on the dark rainy night, relying on torches as the main torch for lighting, it was almost impossible to see the appearance of Shang Jianyao and Jiang Baimian from a distance.

As several "witnesses" were cleared, the "Old Tune Team" and Han Wanghuo followed Zeng Duo, descended the hills from a relatively hidden road, returned to their car, and headed to the ruins of a small town in the distance.

Behind them, the sound of guns continued for a while.

Most of the houses are in the ruins of the collapsed town, in the original police station.

Jiang Baimian looked around and said:

"At the moment, two things can be confirmed:

"One, there are awakeners at the level of 'Spiritual Corridor' in the 'First City' regular army in Chuchun Town;

"Two, one of his abilities is to make a lot of targets dance to the music."

"Why isn't the music itself a problem?" Long Yuehong asked subconsciously.

The recordings of Wu Meng and Xiaochong prove this possibility.

Shang Jianyao smiled:

"None of those 'First City' soldiers participated in the group dance."

Also... Long Yuehong agreed with this reason.

Every time the "Old Tunes Group" used Wu Meng's recordings, they had to block their ears in advance.

The attack just now came suddenly, and the soldiers of the "First City" were obviously in chaos. Even the counterattacks were scattered, and it was definitely too late to block their ears.

"Which field will this be in?" Han Wanghe asked thoughtfully.

During this time, he and Zeng Duo made up for the "common sense" of many awakened people from Xue Yueyue's team.

Shang Jianyao answered without hesitation:

"'The Searing Gate'!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he twitched his body and danced like a scalded dance.

Note 1: Quoted from The Cup of Life, Ricky Martin.