107 – Headwind blows (2)
The blue sky was stained with black dots. It was already too late when Azov’s troops, who had been rolling around the bed with their stomachs full of alcohol and food, noticed the change.
“What, what! Where did these bastards come from—”
Bang!
A single shot knocks the massive body to the ground. It was very easy to distinguish between the enemy and the innocently captured locals.
I’m afraid they’re not island cubs, because their hair was salted to the brim.
In an instant, the port, which had been filled with the wails of residents, was covered with gunshots. The Azovs, who were loading the plunder into their own ships, were helpless at the enormous amount of water pouring from the air.
Enemies rain down from the sky. Besides, what is that boat floating behind it?
No, in the first place, it was questionable whether the ship would fit. There is no way a ship can navigate the sky.
However, there was no invader that could survive the shower of bullets.
“Raid, raid! Wow!?!”
“It’s the devil!! The black demons are here!!! Demons from the sky!!”
“Save me, save me—!!!”
Abigyuhwan. Let’s think that the first flying-soldiers I’ve ever seen are not enough, and those soldiers are taking over the sky and shooting guns.
At the sight of the black-winged devil worshiped in Azov’s folk religion, Azov’s troops who triumphantly occupied the port began to flee, throwing down their weapons.
Of course, the troops that fled were often very good targets for the follow-up companies that were falling from the sky.
Second lieutenant Eugene Gilbert, who was in charge of the 4th Company, the latter group, calmly held his butt and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
At the same time, fire gushed out of the mouth of the Anpil M1 lightweight rifle, the latest infantry weapon from the Breton United Kingdom, and the guy who had been running away wriggling his butt collapsed on the floor.
I’ve already gotten used to killing people. It wasn’t just Eugene, the company commander.
A total of 50 people. Members of the 4th company skillfully made eye contact and communicated with hand gestures, and landed safely in the port of Maniopol. The evacuation of the troops was also done quickly, and they joined Claude’s 3rd Company, which had descended first and was clearing the harbor area.
“Captain Claude!”
“The highway leading from the port has been secured. The 4th company deploys the defense line and asks for port maintenance.”
“What are you going to do with Company 3?”
“Go into the heartland. So that the enemy cannot predict our size.”
Even if it is the 8th Assault Magic Infantry Combat Team, it is clearly inferior when compared to the forces of one regiment.
The opponent is a large army of at least 2,000. This is all three hundred people at most.
Assaults and surprises must be swayed so that the enemy cannot even wake up. That way, the enemy’s judgment is clouded, and the opponent becomes more and more impatient and makes wrong decisions.
Similarly, the success or failure of this operation lies in making the enemies ‘miscalculate’. Enoch Levandel pointed out Claude’s 3rd Company as the unit that was effectively the breakthrough unit and the tip of the spear.
– Penetrate into the depths of the enemy at the discretion of the company commander and pressurize him. I am responsible for all rights.
-Be sure to keep those words.
Besides that Azov. A terrible bad relationship that has been going on since 10 years ago. In order to end the relationship, Claude had to cut their throats before anyone else, and there was a reason he had to tear apart more Azov.
He received useless consideration from Enoch and Joseph, who knew that he was fanatically obsessed with killing Azov. It was unclear whether that could be called genuine consideration, but it was so from Claude’s point of view anyway.
If you are treated with consideration, you should live up to that expectation.
“The 3rd company, charge up to point 1200. Wipe out all Azov you can see.”
“Third Company! Charge!!!”
“Charge—!!!”
With a battle cry.
The sharpest sword of the 8th Assault Magic Infantry Combat Team started running.
***
Meanwhile.
Azov’s unilateral defeat continued at the port of Maniopol, and the reconnaissance group, which finally confirmed that the main force had arrived, also began its activities in earnest.
“Arwen, gather as many citizens as possible and lead them to the eastern side of the city. If you join our main unit, you will be protected much more safely than now.”
“Oh, I see…” … !”
Although they had only met for a few hours, Arwen Rezanchev had come to completely trust the soldier in front of him.
If you think about it, isn’t it a situation where you fell in the middle of enemy lines? The number of people is only about ten people. But they were neither nervous nor anxious.
Calmly figure out the strategy, conduct reconnaissance, and lead the gathered citizens to a safe place.
I thought he was an officer at first because of his calm and flexible judgment…… The fact that Rick Hanson was a noncommissioned officer was a double surprise to Arwen.
A sergeant? Weren’t the noncommissioned officers he saw in his father’s unit all pot-bellied and lacking in intelligence?
That’s why I trusted him even more.
Those who are completely different from normal soldiers could save the city from this hellish situation.
“Captain Rick, the gunfire is getting closer. We also identified smoke signals indicating that the operation is continuing.”
“Now is the right time.”
Rick nodded his head at Arwen. The number of citizens secured was estimated to be over fifty. I had to join the main unit, but I couldn’t leave them behind.
“Let’s move.”
However, if there is one fact that Rick, who plays a near-perfect role as a Pathfinder, has not thought of.
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“? What, what are these bastards! Where did all of a sudden come out so much!?”
It was true that the current city is close to complete chaos. As Azov was completely caught off guard, there was no way the troops could be controlled properly.
Abdul, the commander of the regiment, gave the order to assemble at the city hall, but if he couldn’t even hear the order, it would mean nothing.
For this reason, Azov’s troops were scattered throughout the city in disarray. No matter how experienced the scouts were, they couldn’t even know the details of the guys who were locked in the house.
“Here! There are enemies here!!”
Bang!! Taang!! Bang!!
Rick Hanson’s gun fired rapidly. Other reconnaissance members also began firing almost simultaneously.
“hahahaha!!”
“Ouch!”
The two unfortunate Azov soldiers became unheard of guests at the immediate response, but the gunshots echoed throughout the street.
“I heard a gunshot over there!”
“The enemy!”
Damn it.
I was discovered.
“Into the building quickly! Odell, Annette! Evacuate people inside!! Brooks, give them a cool blow of ice magic!”
“Okay!!”
As Rick, who made a quick decision, gave the order, blue mana flowed from the hand of Brooks, the only magician in the scouting party.
An ice spear, a beginner blue magic spell.
As the sharp ice pierced the stomach of one of them, who was creeping into the alley like an ant, they quickly retreated back as if they had seen a ghost.
“It’s a mage! Those bastards have a mage!”
“Ooh, let us call a shaman too!”
Thanks to that, I bought some time, but it didn’t change the fact that I was in a desperate situation. It was because the house I entered for concealment was not that big, and above all, there was no back door.
Once they entered in a hurry, it became impossible to secure a proper retreat.
“Brooks! Can you break down the wall behind you?”
“No. The support is too weak. If you do something wrong, the whole building will collapse.”
“Captain, they are making detours in many ways!”
It was a reconnaissance team that mounted guns and deployed fire nets between windows, doors, and broken boards, but no matter how you look at it, they were completely outnumbered. There were too many people to protect, and too few people to protect.
It is unreasonable for 50 people to leave now.
But if there were only ten scouts…… They should be able to break through the poor siege net. If Arwen, an important figure, is included, it will be possible to escape by a narrow margin.
‘… ….’
With that thought in mind, Rick turned his head to look at the citizens.
“Aww, Mom! Scared!!”
“It’s okay baby…… Brave soldier brothers will protect you…….”
Elderly, woman, child.
Will the Azov bastards leave them unharmed? No, even if he escaped, would that be the right decision?
Rick Hanson bit his lip. He had no reason to even worry. Even at the cost of his own life, he cannot abandon innocent civilians.
So what makes it different from the Azov pups?
‘I don’t know how many of them there will be…… We can’t go on the offensive forever.’
In the end, the method chosen was absolute sit-in.
“All bayonets! From now on, use your furniture to build a barrier to protect your citizens! We stand here!”
Determination shines in the eyes of the scouts. It has successfully fulfilled its role as the original Pathfinder. If so, that’s it. Now, their mission is to fully protect the suffering citizens of Maniopol.
At Rick’s words, everyone, including citizens and scouts, started bringing in furniture. Lay down the closet to create a barrier, and build chairs and a dining table on top of it.
When the chest of drawers was robbed, jewelry such as silver necklaces spilled out, but no one paid any attention. How could such things come into view in a situation where lives are going back and forth right now?
At the time when the barriers were established to a certain extent.
“Kill!! They are rats in a poison!!”
Bang!!!
Unfortunately, the enemy’s offensive began. A bullet flew past Rick Hanson’s ear. My hamstrings felt numb at the murderous intent that ran down his spine.
Bang, bang!! Taang!!
However, the response does not stop. He raised the gun almost to the window and pulled the trigger. The constant ripping noise of the air.
“Reload!!”
“Chief, take care!! Hurry!!”
A soldier who was hiding behind cover stood up for cover.
Bang!
A chilling gunshot and a terrible scream fill the building.
“aaah!! My arms!! Arms!!!”
“Leon!!”
“These bastards!!”
Bang! Taang!!
I couldn’t even tell if I was shooting accurately. Even if you just stick your head out and check the outside of the building, countless bullets will fly in and get stuck in the back wall.
How many people are besieging this place?
“Rick! Give me some cover so I can use magic!!”
“Guide me, I love you!!!”
Rick roared and raised his head. Kang!! With the sound of sharp metal breaking, Rick’s vision reversed.
What is it?
Thump, Rick’s head turned limply. With a beep in his ears, a tremendous shock starts to shake his head.
Instinctively, I looked away, and the black helmet I was sure to be wearing was lying on the floor. Traces of clear bullets passing by. It was a ricochet. The feeling that his entire brain was vibrating, as if he had been hit in the head with a field shovel, was proof that Rick Hanson was alive and well.
“f*ck, f*ck!!”
His mind was filled with the fact that he almost died, but Rick didn’t let go of the gun. He pressed himself against the wall again and opened fire.
Tick tick, tick tick.
How long did the battle last?
The gunshots, which had been trying to hide the cries of subordinates crying out in pain and the fearful cries of children, all at once stopped. The scouts who were firing were just looking at Rick with despairing eyes.
He had a hunch.
‘There is no bullet.’
From the beginning, it was a scouting team. He wasn’t heavily armed and didn’t pack much ammunition for quick and rapid deployment.
It was a unit that did not expect a direct engagement like this, so it was only natural that the bullets would run out quickly.
Rick turned his head to look at Brooks. He, a noncommissioned officer who had been promoted with Rick, had his shoulder wrapped around him with a painful look on his face.
Red blood flowed down his right arm. He cast his magic while clenching his teeth.
Brooks was a blue mage. Even though he could definitely heal his wounds, the magic he prepared had a red color to it.
I have to kill at least one more guy. Rather than using mana for healing, I was determined to block their advance even a little by causing an explosion.
It was the same for Rick. He flashed his bayonet. Now it’s time to prepare for the final showdown. He made eye contact with each and every member of his crew with determined eyes.
“You guys are out of ammo!! Go in and kill them!!!”
“Everyone—ready to charge—!!!”
The moment Rick was about to give his final command to the swarming enemies.
“Solar Prominence.”
Quaaang!!!
A blindingly overwhelming flame poured down.
“Aagh!! The body is on fire!!”
“It’s hot!! It’s hot!”
The fire that would burn everything literally burned Azov’s troops as they approached defenselessly. The screams from the flames did not last for a few seconds before dying out.
It’s not Brooks’ magic.
The heat is so hot that you can get burned even at a little distance. There were only two people in the unit who could use this level of magic.
“Chuck Hujo! It’s a scoundrel! I finally found it!!”
One is a silver-haired officer in front of you.
Lumia Blue.
And the other one.
“Good work, Sergeant Rick!”
“Enoch…… Unit commander.”
Rick burst out laughing at the blonde hair that appeared with the explosion and sat down on the spot. Now I can finally let go of all my worries.
Captain Enoch Levandel.
The actual leader of the 8th Assault Magic Infantry Combat Team, and the incarnation of war that will surely lead them to victory.
Because he has finally arrived on the battlefield.
