Last Totem Novel - Chapter 232

Chapter 232 Stronghold

There were no clouds in the orange sky. A sand bird lazily flapped its wings and slowly flew towards the horizon. At this moment, the sun was still scorching the scarlet red earth, occasionally blowing a small warm whirlwind, making a turn on the ground, rolling up a small amount of withered grass and pale red dust into the air.

Within the Sand Bird’s retina, the surface of Desert 5 was a pale red color, and the part of the protruding area that was grey-green was a bunch of spherical haystacks. Looking around, the vegetation on the surface was very sparse, as if it would die at any moment. However, billions of years had passed, and they still stubbornly grew on this dry red land. The density of their distribution had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

For most plants, Desert Five’s living environment was extremely harsh. On the one hand, there is a lack of water, here is the dry season all year round, the number of rains can be counted on one’s fingers; On the other hand, the sun is too long, nearly 60 hours in the day; There is also the temperature difference between day and night is too big, hot in the day, cold at night.

Despite the harsh environment, there are still some plants that can survive here. There were six main types of vegetation in Desert Five, namely, weeds in the wilderness, pears, mulberry trees, dandelions, poplars, and trees of heaven and earth. Although these six kinds of plants have different forms, they have a common characteristic, that is, their rhizomes are particularly developed. The roots of the Heaven Earth Tree can even go thousands of meters underground and directly draw groundwater.

At this moment, a steel castle appeared in Sand Bird’s line of sight. Its small black eyes rolled and its wings fell down. A moment later, it flew towards a lonely Dead Sea Poplar and landed on a bare twig. It looked at the castle in front of it from afar. Then, it used its small claws to tidy its feathers and flapped its wings twice, as if it was warming up. The human castle in front of him was its target. There was a lot of food inside. If it was lucky, it could find some animal skeletons and some minced meat between the cracks in the bones.

After a while, the Sand Bird’s claws forcefully kicked, flapping its wings as it flew towards the castle. From above, the castle was oval in shape, surrounded by a tall city wall and a trapezoidal building in the middle. Upon closer inspection, there was a square platform every few meters on the city wall, and there were two fire god cannons placed on each platform. The building in the middle was filled with dense shooting holes. Looking up, there was a large platform at the top of the building, and in the middle of the platform was a huge cannon. The cannon barrel was more than a meter in diameter. It was a 120 cm super heavy mortar called the Lava Behemoth. It is the largest caliber artillery in the world, and also the largest range of destructive weapons.

At this moment, the castle was packed with traffic. Hundreds of Templars dressed in white Holy Light Power Armor were scattered all over the castle, directing a large number of logistics personnel dressed in blue overalls to carry all kinds of materials, equipment, and equipment.

Not long after, the Sand Bird flew into the sky above the castle. It rolled its small eyes and scanned the ground, searching for food that humans had discarded. However, after circling in the air for a while, it did not find any trace of food. Today’s luck was terrible. It let out a disappointed cry and circled around again. However, just as it flew close to the city wall and was about to leave, a pile of grain flashed through its tiny retina. It quickly looked around, and after confirming that it was safe, it flew over to eat.

At the same time, at the blind corner of its line of sight, a large middle-aged man wearing a white “Blazing Sun” power armor was watching it with his hands crossed over his chest. The burly middle-aged man had thick eyebrows, small eyes and a standard poker face. His name was Arnold. He was a Tier 5 Psionic Adept. He was forty-eight years old this year, and he came from Silver City 17 in the Northern Wilderness Continent.

Silver City No. 17, also known as Bauhinia City, was the territory of the Lombardi Clan under the rule of the Grand Duke of Gold, and he was a veteran who had served the Lombardi Clan for many years. He was currently the captain of the sixth squad of the Princess Guard, leading twelve psionic warriors and twenty-four psionic soldiers to guard Tyre Stronghold. Before the interim leader arrived, he was the highest commander here.

However, he was not good at large-scale command, which he knew better than anyone else. Therefore, at this moment, he personally patrolled the city walls, waiting for the arrival of the temporary person in charge, and threw out this hot potato as soon as possible.

According to Assistant Greene, the new interim leader dared to ambush the underground queen ant with just a few subordinates during the war in the dark jungle, and laid the foundation for victory in the war. Finally, he was awarded the silver medal of the Academy Alliance. Although he had never seen a new officer, he liked a commander who was brave and resourceful, willing to charge to the front with the soldiers.

He always thought that he was a foolish soldier, and the only thing he could do was to obey the orders of the commander. Therefore, he needed a good boss who was truly capable. As a soldier, he was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that death would be worthless. Fortunately, regardless of whether he served in the Lombardi Guards or the Princess Guards, both of them had a good promotion system and a rigorous assessment system. They were able to eliminate most of the officers with mediocre abilities and low moral standards.

Looking at the little sparrow happily eating the grain, he remembered his little daughter and couldn’t help but reveal a loving smile on his face. About ten minutes later, the little sand bird was full, and with a kick of its claws, it spread its wings and flew away. Then, he walked out of the darkness and watched the little sparrow fly into the sky …

When he turned around, he suddenly noticed a cloud of dust rising from the southeast. Then, he picked up his binoculars and looked carefully. Looking at the grey wolf head painted on the truck’s hood, he quickly concluded that the wolf army that Assistant Green had mentioned had arrived. After putting down his binoculars, he quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and gave the order, “All members, obey orders, immediately go to the fortress gate and line up to welcome our new commander.”

“Uncle Arnold, no one knows the name of the new officer.” “Yeah, where is he from? Is he from our Northern Wilderness?” “What title is he?” “At least a viscount, right?” All of a sudden, the players on the walkie talkie talkie talkie talkie talkie talkie talkie talkie.

“We are all soldiers. Just do our part.” Arnold said in a low voice, “As a soldier, it’s very impolite to talk about the new chief.”

“Yes.” “Uncle is right.” “Alright, everyone, stop asking.” “Let’s go, let’s go.”

Then, Arnold adjusted his clothes and steadily walked down the wall. Meanwhile, the walkie-talkie on his waist rang again, “Captain, the Dawn expeditionary army trucks are blocked at the entrance. We can’t line up.”

“Tell them to drive away immediately.” “I’ve already said it. They won’t.” “Tell them that the new commander of the stronghold was personally appointed by Assistant Green.” “Alright.”

By the time Arnold walked out of the fortress gate, all the trucks blocking the entrance had already left. Then, under his command, the thirty-six members of the sixth squad of the Princess Guards lined up in two rows and stood on both sides of the door to welcome the arrival of the werewolf army.

About half an hour later, a red motorcycle flew over from the horizon. Not long after, the motorcycle arrived with billowing smoke and dust and stopped in front of the queue. He fixed his eyes and saw a young man sitting upright on the motorcycle. Perhaps because the sunshine of Desert Five was too dazzling, the young man was currently wearing large sunglasses, and the dark lenses completely covered his appearance.

“I am Sa Jia Qi, the temporary person in charge of Tyre Stronghold.” After stopping the car, the young man said loudly.

Arnold then walked out of the queue and trotted all the way to the front of the young man. He stopped his feet forcefully and saluted to attention with a “pa” sound. He then said loudly, “Arnold, captain of the sixth squad of the Princess Guard, I’m reporting to you.”

“Yes.” Tie Zha nodded.

“Sir, all members of the sixth squad of the Princess Guard have arrived. They are ready to receive your review at any time.” Arnold said loudly.

“Yes.” After saying that, Tie Zha got out of the car and walked back and forth in a dignified manner, symbolically reviewing the members of the sixth squad. On the way here, Eva Green told him that the squad stationed at Tyre Stronghold would be under his direct orders.

After a round of inspection, the squad, including Captain Arnold, had a total of thirty-seven people. One of them wore the second-generation psionic power armor [Blazing Sun], 12 wore the first-generation psionic power armor [Holy Light], and the other 24 were equipped with various psionic guns.

Most of the time, beginner psionic artists’ psionic power was relatively thin and did not possess the ability to drive psionic power armor, so they could only use psionic weapons that consumed less psionic energy. Because such psionic beings cannot wear power armor, they are commonly referred to as “psionic soldiers” or “psionic marines”.

There was a fundamental difference between a psionic soldier and a psionic warrior. The former had no obvious advantage over ordinary human soldiers. The only advantage was that the psionic weapons were more powerful and the ammunition was relatively cheap. However, psionic soldiers had a chance to advance, while ordinary soldiers did not. Once they successfully advanced, they would be able to wear their first-generation psionic power armor and become psionic warriors. At this time, the advantage of psionic beings over ordinary humans or other types of evolvers was fully demonstrated. They were like divine weapons in golden armor, flying through the clouds and fog, bringing destruction and redemption to the world.

About an hour later, the transport convoy of the Wolf Legion arrived at Tyre Stronghold smoothly with billowing smoke and dust. Afterwards, under Arnold’s arrangement, they drove into the stronghold one by one.

At this time, the Dawn Expeditionary Force in the camp hadn’t completely withdrawn, and was bustling with supplies. Perhaps out of respect for Assistant Green, as the werewolf army vehicles passed by, they stopped what they were doing and made way.

Moments later, more than ten large trucks with eight rear wheels entered and stopped in an open space. Following that, Arnold arranged for three logistics officers to lead the werewolf army into the stronghold. After making the arrangements, he brought the newly appointed young officer and two female subordinates of the officer into the trapezoidal fortress at the center of Tyre Stronghold.