This is the eighth day since Charles arrived in the other world and the second day since he arrived at the front battlefield.
After yesterday's fierce battle, Charles is still a little frightened.
In yesterday's battle, only the talkative recruit in his class died from the skeleton arrow, while the rest were alive and well.
However, more than 200 American soldiers were killed yesterday, including a colonel-level officer. This really made Charles feel the fragility of life and... a little scared.
He was not born in the battlefields of East China. On Earth, he only occasionally fought against terrorists and had no chance to participate in the war. Now Charles' fear was not a little bit.
“Huh~”
After a short night's rest, it was now his turn to go to the battlefield, which made him feel a little uncomfortable and a little scared.
It was not because he was afraid of any extraordinary creatures, but because he felt his own insignificance. He was really a tiny existence in this kind of war and had no role at all. He could only fight his opponent alone here, which was no different from waiting to die.
"Sergeant Charles, what is our mission today?"
Beside Charles, a black soldier spoke sleepily, appearing extremely tired. "Just received news that our position remains the same as yesterday."
"Um."
Charles nodded deeply and asked, "Any good news?"
"Yes, Sergeant Charles."
The black soldier nodded and said jokingly, "Those women in the rear have done a great job. They have assembled more than 20 field guns. We have new firepower output."
"Okay."
Charles's face was a little gloomy. He waved his hand and led his soldiers to the designated area. On the towering city wall, he looked at the vast pile of bones and bumpy gun craters below the city. Looking at this vast expanse of white, he fell into deep thought.
Because he really had no fighting spirit, he used the excuse of being sick and did not attend the routine meeting last night. Instead, he asked the machine gunner in the class, Private First Class Mike, to attend the meeting on his behalf. This Private First Class Mike was the black guy who had just chatted with him.
Mike's shooting position was right next to Charles. Seeing that there was still no movement, Mike whispered to Charles, "Sergeant, I heard Captain Madden say last night that the generals seem to be planning to send a few more troops from the country to conduct three rotations with us. If that's the case, it would be great."
"Yeah."
Charles sighed, adjusted his weapon, and aimed it at the far end of his field of vision. His expression was serious and solemn. "Let's not worry about so many things for now. The enemy is about to rush over. Let's be careful."
"Um."
Mike knew that Charles didn't seem to be in the mood to chat, so he nodded, set up his machine gun, and kept an eye on the invaders' positions.
After another two or three minutes of silence, the military doctor took a deep breath, slowly moved to Charles' side, and whispered, "Sergeant Charles, something is not right."
"Well, the invaders haven't attacked yet, which is really not right."
Charles also nodded. He naturally understood what was wrong.
According to intelligence, the invaders would only rest for two hours, and they would arrive on time and never be late.
And now...
Charles took a deep breath and said, "It's already ten minutes overtime. There may be other reasons. Be careful."
Is there any need to think about this? If the point is suddenly delayed, it means that the opponent is either scared or he is holding back a big move. There is no way there can be a third possibility.
After Charles finished speaking, he sighed again and murmured, "Why bother with so much? If they want to fight, they fight. If they don't fight, they don't fight. What does it have to do with us? All we can do is be careful."
Charles is now in an extremely good mental state, as if he has reached a state of transcendence. He is indifferent to all affairs and is only interested in himself.
Before Charles could continue his great philosopher speech, the soldier beside him whispered, "Wait, Sergeant, something's happening!"
"Um?!"
Charles reacted immediately and pointed his gun towards the end of his sight. However, unlike the endless white bones that Charles had imagined, what came now was a torrent of red crustaceans!
That’s right, the crimson torrent of crustaceans is completely different from the white bones before!
And, most importantly, the bats and pigs that originally covered the sky have completely disappeared, and now there is only this red-browed crustacean torrent!
"In the name of Eternal Night, this is insane."
A soldier who believed in the Lord of Eternal Night looked at the boundless reddish-brown ocean and couldn't help but murmur, "This... This is..."
"lobster?!"
From the perspective of the soldiers, these red crustaceans that appeared at the end of their sight were clearly red lobsters!
Moreover, the tongs are so big that the juices overflow when you bite into them, which is really surprising.
The day before, they were scary and fantastical skeletons and bats, but today they are gourmet lobsters... It is really hard to believe that the invaders' style has changed so much.
Because the change this time was so great, even Charles was briefly stunned, but he quickly reacted and shouted, "Prepare for defense!"
He knew that this must not be a simple lobster. After all, it was an invader from another world. It would not use an ordinary lobster to invade other worlds, right?
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