Starting from the Planetary Governor - Chapter 189

189. Chapter 189, Howling

Jason Morgan is a little panicked now.

He didn’t think it was wrong to boost morale and keep those wavering elements here at the committee meeting.

However, Crocker Manor is the nominal headquarters of the Mutual Aid Society, and now there are a large number of committee members gathered here. If it is really breached, it will be a lot of fun.

The Mutual Aid Society will undoubtedly fall into a state of organizational chaos. Even if the Central Army Group goes south and solves the problem, the Mutual Aid Society needs time to rebuild in order to play a good role in logistics.

That will disrupt the entire plan.

However, the tragic scene just seen through the telescope, and now there are countless soldiers retreating from the collapsed third line of defense to the fourth line of defense, left Morgan speechless.

Can it be said that the warriors of the militia are not fighting hard?

Obviously not.

They themselves understand that behind them is their homeland and the refugee camp where their families are. Everyone finally fled here and survived. They were recruited into the militia to defend hope.

If they fight, their families can survive; if they are good defenders, their families will have the opportunity to go to Shuangcheng and enjoy the official benefits of alliance citizens; if they fight, they can let those who want to stay in Qinggu area have their own land…

Their fighting will is beyond doubt.

However, the enemy is large in number and has strong firepower. This is an objective fact that cannot be reversed by fighting will.

Morgan saw with his own eyes the new types of advanced mutants that the military observer introduced to him before

. To be honest, his legs are still weak now. If it weren’t for the fact that it was not the first day he came to Qinggu area, he would have seen a lot of various deformed monsters, and he had received education at Zhongsi College before. If he was just a clerk in Fuxing City, he would probably have fainted when he saw those monsters for the first time.

However, the soldiers of the militia group were able to withstand huge casualties and dragged it out from yesterday afternoon until now.

Just now, three hundred people died in front of him.

The military observer sighed, “It’s actually pretty good. When the sun just rose this morning, the enemy launched its first large-scale attack. For the first time, they put many specialized advanced biochemical monsters into battle. We were caught off guard and lost thousands of people in the first line of defense. Then, five hundred people died in the second line of defense.”

Jason Morgan was silent.

There were only five thousand soldiers in Crocker Manor, and eighteen thousand of them have been killed so far.

The observer continued with a wry smile and said, “In one morning, we lost three lines of defense. There is still one more line behind, and we will touch the wall of Crocker Manor later. If this is conquered, there will be no defense all the way to the two refugee camps behind…”

There was another half sentence that he didn’t say.

We can consider evacuating and withdrawing personnel.

Even if we can’t withdraw all of them, or even only a small part of them, the remaining people have to find their own way to survive. That’s better than staying here and waiting for the defeat, and hundreds of thousands of people will all be finished.

Jason Morgan also understood the military observer’s implication.

However, this is purely a military consideration.

Jason has to consider political issues.

He just suppressed the signs of the Mutual Aid Association’s wavering due to the actions of the Alliance Headquarters, but soon the Mutual Aid Association’s headquarters and the largest plantation in the Northern Qinggu area were destroyed. Hundreds of thousands of people in the two refugee camps were evacuated in panic, and it is unknown how many people died in the process…

How much political cost will this cost?

The subsequent collateral effects will have a very bad negative effect on the Governor’s plan to retake the entire Qinggu area.

He covered his forehead and asked, “When will the remaining 5,000 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.

This is also good. Instead of wavering, it is better to have firm confidence.

He gave an answer: “It will be there before noon.”

Jason Morgan breathed a sigh of relief: “At least we have the first good news now… Next, we have the second good news. As far as I know, the vanguard of the Central Army Group heading south is Major Perbov’s troops. Can we get in touch with them? I want to know if they can change their route and go to Crocker first. If so, how long do we have to hold on before we can wait for them?”

“We have already been in touch. The Central Army Group has learned about our dangerous situation here. The order given to us by the Central Army Group also requires us to hold on as long as possible. In addition, the relevant support orders have been sent to the Quiet Wind Brigade. But…”

Jason Morgan was relieved when he heard the first half of the sentence.

This is certainly good news.

With support, it makes sense to hold on.

But the “but” at the end makes people panic.

Sure enough, what followed this word was not good news:

“The Central Army Group only officially started to move south yesterday. Even if the Quiet Wind Brigade is the vanguard, it is more than 400 kilometers from the southern border of the Central Bank Province to here. It will take them three days at the fastest. In fact, the order given to us by the Central Army Group requires us to hold on until dark tomorrow.”

“Dark tomorrow…” Jason Morgan pondered, “After the 5,000 militiamen from the surrounding area arrive at noon, can we do it?”

“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 real situations to the nearly 2,000 soldiers guarding the last line of defense outside the wall of Crocker Manor.

The most core statement, of course, is that the soldiers must work hard to hold on until dark tomorrow. He promised the soldiers that support from the alliance will definitely arrive before dark tomorrow.

This statement is still meaningful.

The morale of the soldiers was really boosted.

It might be difficult to defeat and repel those mutant monsters independently, but if they could hold out until dark, then… it seemed that there was still hope?

The shadow of the three defeats in the previous battles had receded a little.

Having a strong will to fight was one thing, but being afraid of death was still a fear of death. Having lost more than 35% of their troops, they had not yet dispersed, which was actually worthy of their status as militiamen; now that Jason Morgan’s words had rekindled their morale, it was certainly due to the inspiring techniques and rhetoric that Morgan had learned at the beginning, but more importantly, the militiamen were indeed reliable enough.

However, despite this, the restored morale did not last long.

When the enemy came again, and the corrosive bombs thrown by the biological artillery from ten kilometers away fell on the position again, the militiamen were still shaken uncontrollably.

If the soldiers could temporarily wrap their faces tightly with cloth and hide in fortifications to pray that the corrosive shells would not fall accurately beside them when facing the biological and chemical gas shells, then when the biological and chemical shelling stopped temporarily and the enemy began to attack head-on, their remaining strength was no longer able to resist.

The full version of the Abscess Sprayer is not the monster that Gu Hang encountered in the forest on the edge of Weixing City, which has a range of only 50 meters and was pulled out in advance by the original Angry Owl Sect. At this moment, the Abscess Sprayer that appeared in the front has the ability to shoot the thick slurry flatly at the target within a range of 200 meters.

It has no penetrating power, but it is extremely corrosive. After hitting, the only cloth uniforms on the militiamen cannot stop it.

Those who react quickly and have not stained their skin can still save their lives by taking off their clothes; those who react slowly will soon have their uniforms corroded and stuck to their skin, and then they will face a painful feeling that will not kill them immediately, but is enough to make them lose their combat effectiveness.

If more zombie dogs rush into the formation, the militia will be completely unable to resist.

The fourth line of defense lasted for three hours from the time the enemy began to bombard it; it only lasted for thirty minutes from the time the enemy began to attack from the front.

The fourth rout happened.

This time, it was even worse than before.

The enemy had obviously invested a large number of troops to attack. In the rout, the zombie dogs that rushed in became even more terrifying killers.

This beast-shaped monster with four limbs on the ground is much faster, more agile, and more flexible than human soldiers. They will fall down after two shots, but the zombie dogs that jump left and right and change direction are not so easy to be hit. Soldiers are often bitten to death soon after being quickly pounced on by this monster weighing 30 to 40 kilograms.

Jason Morgan, who was standing in the watchtower inside the wall of Crocker Manor and observing the battle situation outside, had a completely livid face.

Just now, when the enemy began a full-scale attack, he wanted to continue to stay on the outer defense line to boost morale, but was dragged back by the military observer next to him.

If you do this when necessary, there will be no problem for others.

This is the fine tradition of the red hats, leading by example and boosting morale.

However, the collapse of the fourth line of defense is not a morale problem.

Let’s not talk about whether Jason Morgan staying there can really make everyone overcome the fear of death and face the battle fearlessly. Even if he can do it with a super cheat, it is meaningless.

It will only bury all the soldiers on that line of defense.

Now, if we withdraw the people, we can rely on the more solid defense line of the Crocker Manor wall to resist longer.

Then Jason Morgan cannot die on the front line.

If he dies, it will be a major blow to morale.

Mr. Morgan, who understood it, could only retreat with hatred. He watched the militiamen being killed outside the wall from the lookout tower and felt heartbroken.

Except for those who have escaped into the wall, those who are still outside have almost been sentenced to death. Morgan can’t even open the door to let the surviving militiamen in, otherwise the wave of deformed monsters is likely to rush in directly with this wave.

The reinforcements that entered Crocker Manor from the rear were arranged on the walls to shoot outside and help relieve the pressure on the militia under the city. The militia under the city were asked to defend on the spot and promised that they could be let in after temporarily repelling the enemy’s attack.

This is of course desperate.

What does it mean to repel the enemy’s attack?

Now everyone can see that the aberrations are very powerful, how can they be repelled?

Isn’t it obvious that we are sending ourselves to death?

Many militiamen who were anxious cursed out loud under the city.

But in the end, the worst situation did not happen.

The militia under the city knew that they were actually in a state of abandonment, but at this juncture, they still did not choose to shoot at their comrades on the city wall.

There was no internal strife. They turned their heads and fought desperately with the enemies who were getting closer and closer.

First, they tried to cooperate with the friendly forces on the city wall to shoot the zombie dogs, and then they tried to shoot at the approaching abscess sprayers at a distance of 200 meters.

During this time, the enemy’s biochemical artillery was once again in full force. The main firepower was still concentrated inside Crocker Manor, but occasionally biochemical shells would fall outside and hit the remaining external militiamen, causing casualties.

More and more people died.

At this time, Jason Morgan didn’t even have the heart to feel guilty about his decision to let the soldiers who didn’t enter the city die. He had been pulled down from the observation tower. A few minutes later, the observation tower he was previously in was hit by a biochemical shell and collapsed in rapid corrosion.

It was not only here that was destroyed. Those walls were not the same as the real city walls and fortresses. Although they looked strong and people could even stand on them to shoot outward, they were essentially wooden structures. Under the bombardment of the biochemical artillery, gaps had appeared, and from them, it was vaguely seen that the wave of distorted monsters was getting closer and closer.

What did you say before?

Hold on until tomorrow night?

You can’t even make it tonight!

Not to mention the night, if the fighting is not good enough and the morale of the militia is weakened, they may not be able to hold on until noon!

Jason Morgan’s heart was already cold.

Boundless pain surged into his heart.

He was not afraid of death now, he even wanted to die.

If Crocker Manor was breached, he would rather die here than live in humiliation.

It was not some training that brainwashed him, but his own heart simply could not get through the latter stage.

Let him watch with his own eyes that the refugee camp he had tried his best to build in the past two months was destroyed, and watch with his own eyes that the 400,000 Qinggu refugees who had finally found hope of survival due to his efforts were slaughtered by these deformed monsters…

He couldn’t do it.

Compared to seeing that scene, dying here was an easier choice.

He took out his pistol and said to the military observer beside him: “I want to fight on the front line. I would rather die in battle.”

This time, he did not stop him, but also took out his gun: “I’ll go with you.”

The two of them, along with several guards, began to move forward.

Just when the two were determined to die, they heard a whistle from the sky at the same time.

Looking up, three white mists cut through the clouds.

Squinting and looking more closely, it seemed to be three green aircraft.

Fire flashed, and six flames flashed by. Then, in what seemed to be a very far place, there was a muffled sound.

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 and chemical bombardment seemed to have stopped halfway.

(End of this chapter)