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Chapter 1153 - 800: Pioneer Zone (2)

There are too many, and many strange creatures we haven’t seen before, making it impossible to gauge how dangerous they are.They want to carve out a territory here, as if everything around them is against them.

Those demonic creatures attack mercilessly, along with those damned plants, which occasionally cause sudden highly dangerous situations making them lose members abruptly.

The pressure on everyone in the pioneering area has skyrocketed.

The battles hardly stop, and the team members are exhausted.

Victor looked at the communication panel showing the increasing damage reports and the depletion of various special ammo types, while the meager resupply sent by the supporting force was like a drop in the ocean, causing his heart to sink to the bottom.

If this continues, they might gain nothing despite paying such a heavy price.

Although the Night Watcher offered a very generous Pioneer Order, the Night Watcher is not a babysitter.

If you want to gain something, you have to pay; if you want several times the profit, you have to take on huge risks.

"It’s over, Victor!"

The vice captain, Erin, a female Warrior with a faceplate stained with filth, panted as she ran to the command tower, "The brothers have been fighting continuously for thirty hours! The ammo reserve for the remote firepower point is critical.

"The heavy armor-piercing weapons only have one more crate of ’City Eater’ Armor Piercing Cones left. If we keep this up, before the control ends, we will be wiped out first. The defense line will collapse internally!"

The Pioneer Order clearly states that once the first-phase control period is secured, the Night Watcher will provide subsequent resource support.

If resources are given, and you can’t even hold the first control period, then it’s a waste, unworthy of additional resources from the Night Watcher.

The Night Watcher is supposed to provide segmented support until the pioneering area is firmly grasped.

And once the pioneering area is secured, the Night Watcher also holds significant power.

However, what the Night Watcher has provided are merely some materials that seem extremely expensive to outsiders.

Victor looked at the mountain of demon corpses piling up outside the fort, then at the terrifying shadows still surging in the darkness below the fort, closing his eyes in pain.

He knew Erin was right.

The Night Watcher’s equipment provided the foundation for their foothold and strong combat strength, but faced with the endless frenzied retaliation of this continent and increasingly strong monsters, relying solely on their own strength and paltry external support could never fill this bottomless pit.

Even if the first phase was survived, what about afterward?

Even with a large amount of supplies, what about the people?

"...Issue the mission!" Victor suddenly opened his eyes, his voice filled with determination and fatigue, "On the Night Watcher’s Pioneer Task Board, issue a support summon for the Pioneer Task! No limit on numbers!

"Content: Black Stone Pass Pioneer Area Defense Coordination Battle (High Intensity Combat Zone). Rewards calculated based on contribution points for kills and Pioneer Settlement Gold Coins. Inform them of the risks; additionally... Hefty rewards for experienced alchemists and energy core maintenance technicians; the logistics is about to collapse.

Then, apply to Master Troll for more funds and resources; we need to purchase more logistical supplies, he will provide them, he has invested so much, he wouldn’t want us to fail."

Troll is also a member of the expedition team, but neither an adventurer nor a Night Watcher, but the financial backer behind several large mercenary corps.

Soon, this high-reward, high-risk mission information was lit up in the Night Watcher’s mission network.

Before long, like sharks smelling blood or dreamers attracted by handsome rewards and potential pioneer area entitlements, adventurers came.

They did not have unified attire, their equipment varied widely, some refined, some worn, but their eyes gleamed with wildness and a thirst for profit.

Those who could come here were all ambitious, unwilling to be ordinary.

Some were elite groups like Hogg and Wolf, who had just completed their own clearing tasks, heading straight to the front line with enchanted war axes and sharp claws.

Some were ad hoc teams of mages, hiding in the shooting blind spots of towers, casting Ice Storms on the airborne ’Bone Wing Hunters.’

There were even a few ragged Half-Elf technicians skilled in their craft, squeezed around an overheated, failing Magic Energy Cannon, using their portable tools and the Night Watcher maintenance manual, racing against time to repair amidst the hail of bullets.

These were actually the vocationists sponsored and nurtured by the Adventurer’s House.

"Hey! Beardy! A ’Worm Spawner’ just crawled out under the left crenel; use the flame bombs.

"Don’t you have ’Scorching Tar’ in your pouch? It’s from the Night Watcher shop."

Wolf’s keen nose detected the underground disturbance ahead of time, ripping apart a pouncing demonic wolf while shouting to a human veteran busy bandaging a wounded nearby.

"Bah! Stingy! This tar is costly!"

The veteran cursed but quickly took a small jar and a simple thrower from his pouch.

"Catch this!"

Bam!

A mass of hot, sticky, fiercely burning tar splattered precisely onto the maw of the crawling corrosive worm.

The worm emitted a harsh screech, painfully withdrawing, buying the defense line at least a few minutes.

"Mage team! Attention three o’clock direction! ’Shadow Spotted Leopards’ group! Use Flare Grenades to suppress! Don’t let them close to the shield energy pipeline!"

An adventurer, temporarily appointed as a commander from a large mercenary corps, shouted using an amplification tool.

Several glaring flare grenades instantly shot into the air, tearing apart the shadows in the area, exposing the leopards sneaking close, which were immediately hit by focused fire.