Chapter 2296 - Cold Storage Fort

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Even though they were promoted to senior sergeants, they were only leading a hundred men each.

Major Mason subconsciously raised his chest as he walked along the wet street. "You guys have gone through Hell with me. I won't mistreat you!" Major Mason promised them.

"Sir, we are at your service!" a soldier with a nose piercing replied quickly.

The Federation had recruited their soldiers from the ordinary people. Their soldiers were not allowed to have tattoos or other distinguishable markings. The soldier with a nose stud was most likely a street hoodlum before enlisting. He did not even have time to take off his nose piercing.

However, after being promoted to lieutenant after surviving the first battle, the young man had been brainwashed by the convincing Colonel Blair. He could not wait to render meritorious contributions to the army again!

"Alright, we will soon be leading new recruits. You will each take a hundred men and we'll proceed with our next operation," Major Mason said.

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The Federation's army had claimed the first wall. They would be on the Brown Army's territory from here onward.

The Furniture District where Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and Mu Bai had been ambushed was in this half of the city, too.

The area had already been ruined by the massive destruction brought by the Wind Gear Wheels. The streets were covered in debris. Only a few buildings were still standing before them.

The structures on this side of the city were strangely lower compared to the other half, like a disastrous earthquake had just taken place.

The soldiers of the Brown Army had already been dispersed across the place. They had built a few temporary forts using the fallen walls and steel-reinforced rubble. The Federation's army had to destroy those strongpoints to reclaim Banlo City.

As a matter of fact, the plaza of the Furniture District was one of the places where the Brown Army had been planning to build a fort at, but the terrain was no longer suitable after Mo Fan had turned the debris of the collapsed buildings into ashes!

"Do you see those little hills that look like a junkyard? We are going to climb up there and assault that fleet of Wind Warships!" Major Mason told them.

They had five hundred men in total, and were currently just over three hundred meters away from a strongpoint. They were hiding behind the cover of a few residential buildings.

The fort used to be a cold storage marketplace, and was close to a branch of the Scorching River. It was mainly used for transporting supplies.

It had the main storage area for frozen products. Most of the incoming frozen meat and seafood was transported to that marketplace.

The marketplace had once had a few dozen storage buildings made of metal sheets, but the Wind Warships had destroyed them. The frozen meat was scattered across the ground like trash. Those who did not know about the marketplace might even think a bloodbath had occurred here recently.

Metal sheets, trucks, concrete, and thawed poultry were stacked into piles messily. The soldiers referred to it as the Junkyard Fort.

The place was indeed a junkyard, yet it was sturdy enough to withstand Super Magic. The Federation's army had no idea how the Brown Rebels could stand the foul stench inside there. The Brown Rebels had occupied the high ground to defend the fort.

The structure of the fort had provided the Brown Rebels with advantageous positions to fend off the enemy with their spells, like putting Gatling guns along a castle's wall.

"There's no way we can survive against their defense!" Many of the new recruits were intimidated after seeing the strongpoint.

The wall they had previously attacked was only a little hill. All they had needed to do was to climb to the top.

However, the fort they were about to attack was surrounded by junk piles. It might not be made of steel, but the area around the fortress was open and spacious. They would be easy targets for the Brown Rebels on the walls there when they charged at it.

The fort's walls were tall and had rough terrain around them. How were they supposed to climb up the fort, even if they managed to reach it?

"Charge! Move forward! I'll execute anyone who dares to take a step back!" Major Mason ordered them coldly.

The Federation's army had already given its signal. Five thousand men were sent to attack the fort. The five hundred men under Mason's leadership was only a portion of the assault regiment, which consisted of two thousand men.

The string on the bow had been pulled. They had no choice but to fire the arrow.

The soldiers were forced to charge forward. The quiet frozen food marketplace was soon bustling with noise as the soldiers fired their spells with colorful displays, like a wild meteor shower sweeping across the sky above the city.

These soldiers were no footmen and riders. They were Mages!

The assault troops mainly consisted of Wind and Earth Mages, who were moving forward in Wind Tracks or sliding across the ground with Earth Waves.

The assault troops seemed unstoppable at a first glance. It was Mason's first time leading five hundred men into battle. He was lost thought when he saw his men charging into the enemy lines recklessly.

"Wind Gear Wheel!"

Gusts of wind like sharp whips and blades appeared above the fort as the assault troops entered the spacious field. They gradually merged in a seemingly disorderly manner.

The wind whips eventually turned into wheels, while the blades started spinning like gears!

A huge Wind Gear Wheel descended from the sky. It swept across the field like the blades of a lawnmower. The Mages of the assault troops were just petty weeds.

Blood splattered across the field, and bodies were shredded into pieces.

Over a hundred Mages had died after being run over by a single Wind Gear Wheel!

"Look out!"

"Don't retreat!"

Not many people could see the destructive spells clearly amid the splashing blood and flesh, and the chaotic clashes of spells.

Many people were still constructing Star Orbits when they saw their comrades being shredded like mincemeat in front of them. They only realized how terrifying the enemy's magic was when the Wind Gear Wheel ran over them.

"How many men do we have left?" Major Mason demanded, his face blank.

"Around a hundred," Mo Fan informed him drily.

"Those sons of b***hes! Charge, go forward!" Mason completely lost his calm.

Mo Fan looked at the cold storage fort.

The destructive fleet of Wind Warships seemed to be their biggest threat. They could not afford to underestimate the ships' strength. They were a threat even for a Super Mage like Mo Fan.

Mo Fan decided not to muddle along in the assault. He was ready to destroy the fleet of Wind Warships once and for all!