Chapter 387 Go and Invite Alanita!

"Will, what's the situation?"

"I don't know. The sergeant and his men are negotiating in front."

Will, who was hiding behind a multi-legged chariot, quickly answered his companion's question, and then continued to stick out half of his head to look at the situation in front.

At the moment, the sergeant of his platoon was negotiating with several armed personnel wearing white combat exoskeletons in front.

After these days of "seeing and hearing", Will already knew that these guys painted in white were the armed forces of the Atlas Group.

At this time, the reason why Will appeared here with the troops was also very simple. They came to "beg for food with arms".

The heavy synthetic battalion where Will was located was one of the few battalion-level units with a relatively complete structure on the planet Pyra IV. In addition, a lot of imperial remnants were collected during the battle. At this time, the scale of the troops was almost close to three battalions.

But the problem was that most of the remnants collected were combat troops, so this put the original combat support company of this battalion under full pressure.

Whether it was food, drinking water, medicine or ammunition, they were almost exhausted.

After a long battle with the federal army, the supplies in the war zone where the combined battalion was located had already been plundered.

Seeing that if this continued, the troops would not only run out of ammunition and vehicles, but also could not even guarantee basic living supplies, the military director of the battalion set his sights on the Atlas refugee camp, which was extremely eye-catching on the battlefield.

He had seen with his own eyes that airdrop boxes kept falling from the sky these days, and that there were constantly surrendered soldiers and refugees from the empire "fleeing" there, and the size of the camp was gradually increasing.

Under such circumstances, the entire camp has remained in an orderly state, and there has been no humanitarian crisis, which is enough to show that this company called Atlas is indeed unique in terms of material support.

"Will, do you think the sergeant and his men can get food? I mean, can they borrow supplies?"

"How should I know?" Will shook his head, and after a moment he seemed to think of something and said:

"But I heard from others that the battalion commander and his men are planning to 'use courtesy first and then force'. If the negotiations fail, they may consider using force to seize the place. After all, we have nearly three battalions of troops, and this Atlas camp has only one combined battalion of guards after these days of observation."

Before Will finished speaking, he saw the sergeant who was negotiating in front hurriedly walk to the back and pull the signalman aside to say something.

Soon, the sound of heavy vehicles came from the back. Will looked back and saw a 'Dead Soul' main battle tank coming up.

Then, a figure jumped out of the tank and walked towards the negotiation location.

And Will also recognized this very familiar back, this is their battalion commander.

"The battalion commander is here, we have something interesting to watch."

"I don't care if it's interesting or not, just let me have a good meal."

Will's comrade shook his neck lazily, although it was not easy to do this action when wearing a combat exoskeleton and a neck guard.

"This battle is getting weirder and weirder. I thought I was going to die after being abandoned by the navy. I wanted to take a few more federal guys with me before I died, but who would have thought that they would be defeated by a private company. I heard that even the fleet on the track was crippled."

Will's comrade was still chattering about the news he had heard in the past two days, and Will's mind began to think about what had happened during this period.

After the conflict between Atlas and the Federation, the remnants of the Empire came to "watch the tiger fight from a distance".

Although the main area of ​​the battle was not the Atlas refugee camp on their side, the Atlas troops here also had a small-scale conflict with the federal troops.

Then one day, the federal troops suddenly lost their backbone and became chaotic, and quickly retreated to an unknown place.

Under this circumstance, the Atlas camp began a large-scale "infrastructure" project.

A large number of "spider-type" robots came from nowhere, and the camp area expanded day by day at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the scale and level were also increasing.

From the initial outpost + board house model, it has become the current large camp with composite armored walls and protective weapons on the periphery.

Judging from the take-off and landing of aerospace transport aircraft, the camp is likely to have a high-standard field airport.

Just as Will was thinking about this information in his mind and wondering what would happen to him in the future, the location of the negotiation suddenly changed.

Eight white-painted HCPs suddenly came to the negotiation area. It was not difficult to see from the red cross and logo on their shoulder armor that they were the bodies of the Atlas armed forces.

And Will's battalion commander kept looking up at the sky, as if something would fall from the clouds.

Then, the highest level full-frequency broadcast suddenly came from the communication channel.

After the initial silence, the voice of the commander of the Imperial Heavy Synthetic Battalion suddenly sounded:

"Attention all members of the 177th Mixed Synthetic Battalion. Considering the current supply situation of the troops, in order to avoid more unnecessary sacrifices and non-combat casualties, I have decided to lead my troops to surrender to the Atlas combat force."

Everyone, including Will, was shocked. Several of Will's comrades even cried out in surprise. No one could have imagined that things would turn out like this.

And the words of the imperial battalion commander had not yet been finished.

"Please rest assured, this is my decision alone. All problems in the future will be borne by me alone. If you don't believe it, you can record this paragraph and keep it as evidence."

Will was dumbfounded. He had thought of many situations, and he had also thought of fighting with Atlas's combat troops, and even thought that they would be blown up by Atlas's combat troops like the federal army.

But he never expected that the military commanders would surrender directly after a few negotiations.

"John. I don't know how you are now, anyway, it seems that I have no hope of getting a military medal."

Will muttered to himself in a trance. This country youth who once boasted that he would carry a sack of military medals back when he assembled at the military station seemed to be getting further and further away from his goal.

However, from a certain perspective, this may be a good thing? ——

"Because the number of refugees and imperial surrendered soldiers has increased recently, the scale of our ten refugee camps on Pyla IV has been rapidly expanding, and the daily material consumption has also increased exponentially.

Although the Infinity has established a 'heaven-earth round-trip channel' near Camp No. 5, which has solved the material transportation problem of this largest camp and freed up our transportation capacity to support other camps, the main problem now is that we may have less materials.

From the current consumption situation, the materials carried by the fleet can only last for 40 days at most."

In the main conference room of the Infinity, the decision-makers including Amber, Isabel, and Cleves are all gathered here, and Randall, who temporarily took on the logistics coordination of the fleet, is reporting the recent situation.

"The Federation has temporarily stopped the transportation of materials to this planet, which means that only our own transport fleet is still operating. Even if the transport fleet is running around, it can only barely maintain the operation of the troops and camps."

The people in the conference room fell into silence. Obviously, no one expected that after gaining the upper hand in the conflict with the Federation, logistics would become a difficult problem to solve at present.

Amber also added at this time:

"Now it's not a question of whether there is enough money. According to the current income of the group, even if we take into account the material consumption and personnel maintenance costs in the Pella galaxy, the group is still profitable. Don't be surprised, this is true. Our company is actually quite profitable."

Amber pressed her hands to stop the voices of the crowd and continued:

"At present, we are facing a pure transportation problem, and this is just the beginning. As the material consumption rate on this planet exceeds the production + transportation rate, such pressure will only increase."

"Why do I feel that the Federation is deliberately waiting for us to embarrass us?"

Cleves suddenly said.

"You are right, the Federation is waiting for us to embarrass ourselves." Amber snapped her fingers and expressed her approval of Cleves' question.

"Don't forget, we are here to carry out humanitarian aid missions. If we can't even guarantee the supply of materials, what's the point of saying 'humanitarian aid'?"

"The Federation is really capable of doing this. The two lieutenant generals have been in our hands and have never asked or cared about it. Now they are doing this. This is more uncomfortable for us than directly clashing with us."

Isabel also shook her head and said, her words also revealed a hint of anxiety, but she quickly thought of something and looked up at Amber.

"How about we ask Alanita for help?"