Chapter 189, coming
Jason Morgan is a little panicked now.
He didn't think there was anything wrong with boosting morale at the committee meeting and letting those wavering elements stay here honestly.
However, Crocker Manor is the nominal headquarters of the Mutual Aid Association, and there are still a large number of committee members here. If it is really breached, it will be great fun.
There is no doubt that the Mutual Aid Association will fall into a state of organizational chaos. Even if the Central Army Group goes south and solves the problem, the Mutual Aid Association will need time to rebuild if it wants to play its logistical role.
That would mess up the whole plan.
However, the tragic scene he just saw through the telescope, and now the appearance of countless soldiers retreating from the collapsed third line of defense to the fourth line of defense, left Morgan speechless.
Can we say that the warriors of the militia are not fighting tooth and nail?
Obviously not.
They themselves also understand that behind them is their home, and behind them is the refugee camp where their families live. Everyone managed to escape here and survived. They were recruited into militia to protect hope.
If they fight, their families will survive; if they act as defenders, their families will have the opportunity to go to the Twin Cities and have the formal benefits of Alliance citizens; if they fight, those who want to stay in the Qinggu area will have their own land... …
Their will to fight is unquestionable.
However, the enemy is huge in number and has fierce firepower. This is an objective fact and cannot be reversed by the will to fight.
Morgan saw with his own eyes the new types of advanced mutants introduced to him by military observers. To be honest, his calves are still soft now.
If it hadn't been his first day in the Qinggu area, he would have seen a lot of various aberrations. In addition, he had received education from Zhongsi Academy before, so he was just a gangster in Fuxing City. When he was a young clerk, the first time he saw those monsters, he might have been frightened and fainted.
However, the soldiers of the militia regiment were able to endure huge casualties and delay the attack from yesterday afternoon until now.
Just now, three hundred people died in front of his eyes.
The military observer sighed: "Actually, it's pretty good. When the sun just rose this morning, the enemy launched its first large-scale attack and launched many specialized advanced biochemical monsters into battle. We were caught off guard. Thousands of people were lost on the first line of defense, followed by five hundred on the second line of defense.”
Jason Morgan is silent.
There are only 5,000 troops here at Crocker Manor, and so far 1,800 have been defeated.
The observer continued with a wry smile and said: "In one morning, we lost three lines of defense, and there was another line behind us. After that, we had to touch the wall of Crocker Manor. This place was captured, and it led all the way to the two refugee camps behind. , there will be no danger to defend..."
There was another half sentence that he didn't say out loud.
You can consider evacuating and evacuating people.
Even if they can't evacuate all of them, or even only a small part, and the remaining people have to find their own way to survive, it's better than forcing them to stay here and wait until they are defeated and all hundreds of thousands of people are destroyed.
Jason Morgan also understood what the military observer meant.
However, this is purely from a military perspective.
Jason had politics to think about.
He had just suppressed the mutual aid association, which was showing signs of wavering due to the actions of the alliance headquarters, but immediately the headquarters of the mutual aid association and the largest plantation in the Beiqinggu area were destroyed, and hundreds of thousands of people in the two refugee camps were in panic. China is fully evacuated, and I don’t know how many people will die in the middle...
What is the political cost of this?
The subsequent collateral impact will have a very bad negative effect on the governor's plan to regain the entire Qinggu area.
He covered his forehead and asked: "When will the remaining five thousand people mobilized from the refugee camp arrive?"
The observer sighed, he understood that Jason Morgan still wanted to defend.
In fact, he wanted to too.
That's okay, instead of swinging back and forth, it's better to have firm confidence.
He gave the answer: "We can arrive before noon."
Jason Morgan breathed a sigh of relief: "At least we now have the first good news... Next, we get the second good news. As far as I know, the vanguard of Army Group Center going south is Major Purbov's Troops. Can we get in touch? I want to know if they can change their route and come to Crocker first. If so, how long should we wait for them?"
"We have been contacted. The Central Group Army has learned about the critical situation here. The order given to us by the Central Group Army also requires us to stick to it as much as possible. Moreover, the relevant support orders have also been sent to the Xiefeng Brigade. But... ”
When he heard the first half of the sentence, Jason Morgan breathed a sigh of relief.
This is certainly good news.
If there is support, then it makes sense to hold on.
But the last sentence ‘but’ makes people panic.
Sure enough, what follows this word will not be good news:
"The Central Army Group officially started moving south yesterday. Even if the Xiefeng Brigade is the vanguard, there is a distance of more than 400 kilometers from the southern border of the Central Province to here. It will take them three days at the earliest to arrive. In fact, it will take them three days at the earliest. , the order given to us by Army Group Center requires us to hold on until dark tomorrow.”
"It will be dark tomorrow..." Jason Morgan pondered, "Can we do it after the five thousand militiamen arrive around noon?"
"We... can only say that we will do our best and will not let the enemy completely capture Crocker Manor before I die."
"Okay, I understand."
Jason Morgan turned and left.
He did not return to the manor, but took a loudspeaker and announced some realities to the nearly two thousand soldiers guarding the last line of defense outside the wall of Crocker Manor.
The core statement is, of course, that the soldiers must work hard to hold on until dark tomorrow. He promised the soldiers that support from the Alliance would arrive before dark tomorrow.
This statement still makes sense.
The morale of the soldiers was truly boosted.
It may be difficult to defeat and repel those mutated monsters independently, but if we hold on until dark, then...it doesn't seem like there is no hope at all?
The shadow of three defeats in the previous three battles has receded somewhat.
Having a strong will to fight is one thing, but being afraid of death is still a fear of death. Having lost more than 35% of their troops, they have not dispersed in a hurry. In fact, they have become worthy of their status as militiamen. At this time, Jason Morgan can inspire some morale again with a few words. Of course, Morgan Some of the inspiring techniques and words I learned back then worked, but more importantly, the militiamen were indeed reliable enough.
However, despite this, the restored morale did not last long.
When the enemy arrived again and the corrosive bombs thrown by the biological and chemical artillery ten kilometers away fell on the position again, the militiamen were still uncontrollably shaken.
If, in the face of biochemical poisonous gas shells, soldiers can temporarily wrap their faces tightly with cloth and hide in fortifications to pray that the corrupted shells will not fall accurately around them, then when the biochemical bombardment temporarily stops, When the enemy began to launch a frontal attack, their remaining strength was no longer able to resist. The complete version of the Abscess Spitter is not the monster that Gu Hang encountered in the forest on the edge of Wei Xing City with a range of only fifty meters and was pulled out in advance by the original Angry Owl Sect. At the moment, the abscess sprayer appearing in front of the display has the ability to hit the target with a flat shot of thick slurry within a range of two hundred meters.
There is no penetrating power at all, but it is extremely corrosive. After the hit, the only cloth uniforms on the militiamen are unable to stop it.
Those who react quickly and have not touched their skin can still take off their clothes and save their lives by taking off their clothes; those who react slowly will soon corrode the uniforms and stick to the skin, and then they will have to face Yes, it is a painful feeling that will not cause death immediately, but is enough to make people lose their ability to fight.
If more zombie dogs rush into the battle, the militiamen will be completely unable to resist them.
The fourth line of defense lasted three hours from the time the enemy started shelling; it only lasted thirty minutes from the time the enemy started a frontal attack.
The rout happened for the fourth time.
And this time, it was even worse than before.
The enemy had obviously invested a large number of troops in the attack. During the rout, the zombie dogs that rushed in turned into an even more terrifying killer.
This beast-shaped monster on all fours is much stronger than human soldiers in terms of speed, agility, and flexibility. They will fall down after two shots, but the zombie dogs that jump left and right and change directions are not so easily hit. After being quickly knocked down by this monster weighing 30 to 40 kilograms, soldiers are often bitten to death quickly.
Standing in the watchtower within the walls of Crocker Manor, Jason Morgan looked out to observe the battle, his face was completely ashen.
Just now, when the enemy began a full-scale attack, he wanted to stay on the outer defense line to boost morale, but he was dragged back by the military observer beside him desperately.
If you do this when necessary, you won't have any problems at all.
This is the fine tradition of the red hats, to lead by example and boost morale.
However, the collapse of the fourth line of defense is not a morale issue.
Not to mention whether Jason Morgan can really make everyone overcome the fear of death and face the battle without fear of death if Jason Morgan stays there. Even if he can do it if he activates the Sky Guard, it is meaningless.
It will only bury all the soldiers on that line of defense.
Now, by withdrawing people, we can still rely on the stronger defense line of Crocker Manor's wall to resist for a longer period of time.
Then Jason Morgan can't die on the front line.
If he died, it would be a major blow to morale.
Mr. Morgan, who understood the situation, could only retreat with hatred. He looked at the militiamen outside the wall from the observation deck and was heartbroken.
Except for those who have escaped into the wall, almost all those who are still outside have been sentenced to death. Morgan couldn't even open the door to let in the still-living militiamen, otherwise the wave of deformed monsters would probably rush in directly through this wave.
Reinforcements that entered Crocker Manor from the rear one after another were arranged on top of the wall to shoot outside to help relieve the pressure on the militia forces below the city. The militiamen under the city were asked to defend on the spot, and were promised that they could be let in after temporarily repelling the enemy's attack.
This is certainly disappointing.
What does it mean to repel an enemy's attack?
Now everyone can see that the aberration is very powerful, how can it be defeated?
Doesn't this mean we are going to die?
Many anxious militiamen cursed loudly outside the city.
But in the end, the worst case scenario did not happen.
The militiamen under the city knew that they were actually abandoned, but at this juncture, they still did not choose to shoot at the robes on the city wall.
The internal strife did not happen. They turned their heads and fought desperately against the enemy who was getting closer and closer.
First, they tried to cooperate with the friendly forces on the city wall to shoot zombie dogs. Later, they tried to follow the approaching abscess sprayers and shoot at them from a distance of 200 meters.
During this period, the enemy's biochemical artillery showed its power again. The main firepower was still concentrated inside Crocker Manor, but occasionally biological and chemical shells would fall outside and hit the heads of the remaining external militiamen, causing casualties.
The more people die, the more people die.
At this time, Jason Morgan no longer even had the heart to feel guilty for his decision to essentially let the soldiers who did not enter the city die. He had been pulled off the lookout. A few minutes later, the observation tower he was on was hit by a biochemical artillery shell and collapsed amid rapid corrosion.
It wasn't just here that was destroyed. Those walls were not the same thing as serious city walls or fortresses. Although they looked strong and people could even stand on them to shoot, they were essentially wooden structures. Under the bombing of biological and chemical artillery, Underneath, a gap has appeared, from which you can vaguely see the wave of aberrations getting closer and closer.
What did you say before?
Last until tomorrow night?
I can’t make it through tonight!
Let alone at night, if the fighting is not good enough and the morale of the militiamen is loosened, they may not be able to withstand it at noon!
Jason Morgan's heart was already cold.
Boundless pain surged into my heart.
He is not afraid of death now, he is even eager to die.
If Crocker Manor was breached, he would rather die here than live an ignoble existence.
It wasn't some training that brainwashed him, but his own heart that simply couldn't pass the next level.
Let him see with his own eyes that the refugee camp he had worked so hard to build in the past two months was destroyed. He also saw with his own eyes that the 400,000 Qinggu refugees who had finally found hope of living through his efforts were destroyed by these aberrant monsters. Kill them all...
He can't do it.
Compared to seeing that scene, dying here is an easier choice.
He took out his pistol and said to the military observers beside him: "I want to fight on the front line, and I would rather die in the battle."
This time, he didn’t stop him. Instead, he took out his gun and said, “I’ll go with you.”
The two of them, along with several guards, began to move forward.
And just when the two of them were ready to fight to the death, they heard a roar coming from the sky at the same time.
He raised his head and saw three streaks of white mist cutting through the clouds.
If you squint and take a closer look, it looks like three cyan aircraft.
The fire suddenly appeared, and six flames flashed past. Then, there was a muffled sound from a place that felt far away.
The sound was not particularly clear. After all, they were on the battlefield and had never heard the sound of gunfire.
However, they clearly sensed one thing: the enemy's biological bombardment seemed to have stopped halfway.
(End of chapter)