These people kill more efficiently than they even think themselves, and just a few words make these workers tied with grenades give up resistance or even turncoat.

You damn say this group is a cult that eats people three meals a day, that's about right!

And feint attack, feint attack, my ass! The drones are almost flying over my head and shooting!

The way it's fought like this, it's clearly a direct assault on Hokuma Village.

Since then, Skai gave up any thought of asking the rear for assistance.

Inaccurate intelligence from the rear has led to repeated misjudgments, even providing such self-damaging tactics.

Thinking about it now, even if the battalion on the right flank turned back for support, I'm afraid I wouldn't last until then, my head would be cut off and used as a toilet.

As for not holding Hokuma Village, he can already foresee how those above will try to pin the blame on him.

Over in Havana, they probably won't let him off, so rather than waiting to die here, it'd be better to escape to Camaguey or elsewhere with his wealth and loyal soldiers and live incognito.

Once the storm passes, no matter who ends up laughing last in Cuba, with his capabilities, he can certainly rise again in the local area!

Once the thought of retreat arose, it became unstoppable, and he quickly turned to ask the adjutant

"How much goods are left in the warehouse? There's no way to hold this place, grab whatever can be taken, and burn the rest, don't leave anything for these lunatics."

The adjutant checked the data and reported

"Currently, there are 1.7 tons of finished products not yet shipped, 19 tons of various raw materials, and 15 tons of just-processed tobacco."

The adjutant could roughly guess what Skai was thinking, but could only brace himself to report.

Even though he didn't think Skai could survive under the pursuit of assassins from Havana.

"Forget about the raw materials and tobacco, immediately arrange personnel to load the finished products onto the vehicles, take anything valuable."

Skai remembers there are tens of thousands in cash in finance, plus the gold he has stashed; even if he does nothing, he'll be secure for the rest of his life.

"But what about the equipment in the pharmaceutical factory? There's simply not enough time to relocate now, and the workers in the warehouse, should they be released?"

The adjutant's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly realized he shouldn't have asked that question.

The equipment belongs to the Havana organization but is not Skai's property.

Since he's ready to flee, why would he care?

"Destroy it all."

True to the adjutant's expectations, Skai chose to break everything.

"Blow up all the equipment with explosives, and as for the workers, kill them all, they're useless trash who can't get anything done, alive they're just polluting the land."

"...I understand, I'll arrange it right away."

As a small warlord, Skai still has control over his subordinates, even at this point, the adjutant chose to obediently carry out his orders.

But just after stepping out of the tent, a mortar shell landed inside Hokuma Village, flipping over a truck, flames leaping skyward.

Sparse gunfire also began to sound around.

The Hell Divers have already attacked.

Skai heard the sound too, he pushed the door open and stepped out of the command post, looking in disbelief toward where the gunfire was sounding outside the village.

Shit, are you kidding?

Just ten minutes ago you were on the outer second line of defense, now you're already at the village entrance?

Are my soldiers all made out of paper?

Even before switching defenses to Hokuma, Skai had fought at the Camaguey Republic's borders, with mixed results for both sides, but the combat prowess of this current group has far exceeded expectations, let alone the concentrated firepower the players have brought to capture Hokuma, from drones to artillery to missiles, it's way beyond what the stationed troops can handle.

Watching more and more soldiers throw away their armor and retreat to the village, the woeful scene left Skai holding his breath, cursing

"Trash! All of them, trash!"

In a fit of rage, he pulled out a pistol and shot dead the fastest-running deserter, then told the adjutant

"Organize a supervisory squad, no one moves a step without my command, anyone who dares leave the fortifications without orders dies!!!"

The adjutant felt frustrated

Shit, you're preparing to flee yourself, yet you hand off these offending tasks to me.

But complaints are one thing, he dared not say them out loud.

He could only bow his head and organize officers into a battlefield supervisory squad, while finding time to arrange the loading of valuable items into vehicles.

As for Skai, after issuing orders, he headed to the armory under the guise of inspecting military equipment to defend Hokuma.

But the adjutant knew, there's one hovercar parked there, the only one in Hokuma.

"Get up there, all of you!" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

After killing a few deserters, under the threat of death, the deserters reluctantly returned to the defensive fortifications built within the village to fight against the advancing Hell Divers.

But under the players' bloodthirsty offensive, the complete collapse of the defensive line was only a matter of time.

The wooden and earthen houses in the village aren't even considered cover under modern firepower, a large-caliber rifle can shoot right through, and a sweep from a heavy machine gun brings down the wall and pillars together, it's impossible for the stationed soldiers to fight a street battle.

A good buddy tossed aside his military shovel, which was already hacked and deformed, the intensity of the fight surpassed its peak, now he had no time to watch any bullet screens or live stream content, merely picking up a S.W.A.T. gun and some magazines from the air-dropped supplies by drones, and charging toward the frontline.

Under the near-suicidal assaults and artillery bombardment from the players, the already shaky defensive line quickly broke, and two supervisors were even shot dead from behind by deserters.