Boom!0

Artillery shells fell one after another in the early morning, blowing up billows of dust across the central to southern Pinewood Forest Valley.0

Looking at the billowing thick smoke in the higher ground 2 kilometers away, Bear Fang, who was holding the binoculars in his hand, sneered coldly and waved his big hand forward.0

Seeing this, the company leader who was itching for a battle immediately loaded the rifle in his hand and signaled the brothers behind him to charge. "Brothers, let's go!"0

The group of marauders raised their rifles and howled excitedly.0

"I'm going to cut off their heads!"0

"Awoo, awooo, awooo!"0

Although shouting the loudest, the company leader didn't rush to the front, but cleverly let a few squad leaders under him lead the others to move forward first.0

The group of about 120 people was divided into 3 teams that went to the left, middle, and right. Each team had 4 squads of 10, and they advanced quickly under the cover of the pine forest.0

According to previous information, there was a Deathclaw lurking in the pine forest, and the brothers stationed at the northern outpost had heard its roar.0

Everyone's eyes were wide open. Even though their artillery had blasted the enemy's position, they did not dare to relax their vigilance...0