Struggle in the Steam Age

The soldiers did not have any malice in letting Lawrence and the others hide in the warehouse. It is also a very formal operation to keep medical personnel in a safe place when a war breaks out.

However, unlike ordinary medical personnel, Lawrence and Safir, as extraordinary beings, have the power to protect themselves on this battlefield. So they first told a medical soldier who stayed behind to prepare to receive the wounded. Then followed another medical soldier who was going to the front line and the soldiers and ran towards the breakwater.

"Mr. August, why are you here?" Looking at Lawrence and Safiel who were running. The second lieutenant with the mustache was shocked at first, and then immediately arranged, "Well, you stay here now, and you will be a reserve team with me and one of my squads."

The second lieutenant's arrangement can be said to be impeccable: a big man as important to him as Lawrence must not be placed on the front line, and it is not suitable for him to return to the rear now. In this case, it should be said that it is the best choice to put it by your side.

At the same time, from a military point of view, it is very necessary to leave an elite reserve team ready to deal with various emergencies during the battle. And Lawrence and Safiel, as the most powerful Transcendents present, were incorporated into the reserve team in line with military regulations, and it was impossible for anyone to pick something wrong.

Lawrence came here mainly to observe what a large-scale military operation looks like, and he didn't want to cause trouble for others. So he and Safir readily accepted the second lieutenant's arrangement, and soon the group climbed to the dispatch tower built behind the breakwater in a port area and began to observe the entire battlefield.

Today's weather can be said to be very good for Huguang City. Although there is still some fog near the water, the visibility in the sky is very good. Standing on the high dispatching tower, Lawrence saw the two huge airships floating above the lake on the main battlefield at first glance.

Those are airships belonging to the Federal Air Force, they carry high-power searchlights and a complete set of magical communication and reconnaissance equipment. Whenever they projected a beam of light onto a certain lake surface for indication, a large number of shells roared in and blasted all the murlocs within the light range into parts and scattered them everywhere. Looking at the flashes of shell explosions and the continuous sound of artillery in the direction of the main battlefield, one can guess how intense the frontal battlefield is.

Outside the port where Lawrence and the others are now, there are only a few scattered murlocs attacking. Because of the large area of ​​the lake in the Great Lakes region, there are also tidal phenomena here like the sea.

For some unknown reason, the murloc's attack this time was not accompanied by the direct impact of the high tide as usual, but sneaked into this harbor when the human subconsciously let down their vigilance when the tide was ebbing. I have to say that group of cunning murloc superhumans came up with a very good solution, at least in theory.

However, before the war broke out, the guards had arranged some simple early warning systems consisting of wooden sticks, ropes and scrap metal pieces in various nearby shoals and shallow water areas that might be landed. And the group of murloc raiders covered in mud touched those ropes during their march, and then pulled the metal pieces tied to the wooden sticks tied by those ropes.

The ringing metal pieces provided a very effective early warning for the guards. After discovering that the situation was wrong, the sentry quickly sounded the alarm bell and summoned the men. So when Lawrence and the others came to the control tower, the guards below had already entered their combat positions and started shooting at the group of murlocs who were struggling on the shoal exposed after the ebb tide.

The core plan of the murloc's attack this time was to use the mud on their bodies and the layer of fog close to the ground as cover to cross the shallows to reach the breakwater, and then attack humans by surprise. But what I didn't expect was that the alarm was triggered on the road, which made the attack self-defeating.

Since the main force is stationed on the island at the entrance of the harbor, there are not many murlocs that can infiltrate it. Moreover, the terrain of the port and the things in the warehouse area also determine that even if the murlocs succeed, it is impossible to leave here with the spoils.

Therefore, according to these circumstances, the commander of the area, Second Lieutenant Mustache, judged that the only possibility for this group of murlocs to attack here was to create enough disturbance to force the local defenders to ask for help, and then drag down as many vital forces in the city as possible.

"Didn't it mean that the murloc's IQ is inferior to that of a goblin, just like a beast?" Safir stepped forward, tiptoed and put his mouth next to Lawrence's ear and asked in a low voice. "Then is it really possible for murlocs to come up with such a complicated plan?"

"The low IQ of the murlocs refers to the common murlocs who account for the vast majority of the murlocs, but the superhumans among them are not only not stupid, but also very smart. Humans and murlocs have suffered several tragic defeats in the history of war. Basically, it's all related to the plans of these cunning murloc superhumans." Lawrence explained in a low voice, recalling the information he saw in the library of St. Gutenberg Cathedral.

Not all superhumans have mastered all kinds of knowledge about supernatural monsters by reading a large number of books like Lawrence. Given the preciousness of knowledge in this world and the low speed of knowledge exchange, most superhumans, especially non-casters A transcendent's understanding of monsters outside their scope of activities is limited to some basic things.

In particular, Transcendents like Safir, who purely teach from master to apprentice, have more problems in acquiring knowledge and have more loopholes, so she doesn't know much about this kind of murloc, which is only common by the water. It is also very normal to be comprehensive.

"So that's the case. It seems that I still have to learn a lot on the road to becoming a superhuman." After getting the answer from Lawrence, Safiel nodded seriously, and decided to keep this knowledge in mind.

While Lawrence and Safir were discussing the murloc issue, the battle below the dispatch tower was still going on. Or to be precise, this was a massacre of murlocs.

Since the local area is an artificial port, the water depth outside the channel dug by dredgers is not deep. And the special local topography turned these shallow water areas into shoals with a water depth of only 20 to 30 centimeters.

It was extremely difficult for those murlocs to move in such an area where they could neither swim nor walk, so they became targets immediately after they were discovered, and they couldn't withstand the shooting of the guards on the breakwater to deal with the temporary at the top of the five or six-meter-high embankment. What damage does the guard behind the fortification do.

"Don't worry, these murlocs won't come up—" Looking at the murlocs who were knocked to the ground by bullets on the tidal flat, Second Lieutenant Mustache looked proud, but at this moment, the side of the breakwater suddenly became chaotic.

What caused the confusion was a large piece of ice crystals that spread out in a cone shape. Everyone within the coverage of this piece of ice crystals was covered with a layer of frost, and the movements of their hands also stopped.

Taking advantage of this gap, three murlocs who were a circle bigger than the other murlocs suddenly jumped out. They held maces inlaid with various metal fragments uniformly in their hands, and knocked down several guards at once.

"This—" The second lieutenant, who was slapped in the face as soon as he boasted, turned black immediately. However, he was definitely not the kind of person who would disregard the lives of his subordinates for the sake of his own face. When he found out that the situation was wrong, he immediately prepared to send an order for his subordinates to retreat to the warehouse area to continue resisting according to the pre-arranged plan.

But when he was about to give an order, Lawrence stopped him directly.

"There's no need to retreat for the time being, otherwise this group of murlocs may create the illusion that this place has fallen after climbing the dam to lure the main force in the city to divide up and come to the rescue."

While talking, Lawrence took out his rifle from behind and began to reload, then aimed at a black figure hidden in the darkness on the side of the port area, and then pulled the trigger.

"Bang——" With a dull gunshot, an enchanted bullet flew over a distance of more than two hundred meters at high speed and penetrated into the eyes of a murloc shaman holding a pearl-encrusted coral staff, destroying the Its brain then flew out from the back of his head, creating a rose of flesh and bone at the back of his head.