Wasteland Commander

The people from Quancheng suffered a devastating blow. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Qu Lin could never have imagined that this train was not an ordinary one, but a behemoth of war.

Originally an elite force, they died so unjustly.

First, they were utterly defeated by the Magnetic Storm Soldiers, then their helicopter was shot down by Air Defense Infantry.

Finally, the main force encountered the armored train and was completely wiped out.

Qu Lin had no chance at all. Ye Fan ordered the sniper Zhao Ming to take him out. Qu Lin was just a Level 1 Evolver, and facing a Hero Level sniper, he died without pain.

Eliminating Qu Lin’s troops was only a small part of Ye Fan’s plan.

Because from the beginning, he hadn’t even considered Qu Lin’s men; his target was the Heavy Truck Corps.

Mu Haiyang and his forces would soon arrive, and if they saw the train and battlefield, they might stop, which wasn’t what Ye Fan wanted to see.

So after eliminating Qu Lin’s men, Ye Fan immediately ordered the train to move out!

Advance one kilometer; there’s a large forest over there. Hide behind the trees and see if there’s an opportunity.

The armored train started up immediately, rumbling forward.

Lawson thought something was off, but with Ye Fan’s order to drive, he dared not speak, dared not ask, and just sat obediently.

After the train traveled over a kilometer and was completely hidden behind the trees, it slowly came to a stop.

Ye Fan turned on the radar to monitor Mu Haiyang’s movements.

When Qu Lin set out, he ran so fast in his eagerness for revenge that he left Mu Haiyang’s men behind, so Mu Haiyang didn’t catch up with this wave.

Mu Haiyang himself wasn’t in too much of a hurry. In his view, even if Qu Lin’s men couldn’t completely wipe out Ye Fan’s group, at least tying them down shouldn’t be a problem given their numerical superiority.

Hoping to give Qu Lin a chance to earn merit, he intentionally slowed his pace and arrived leisurely twenty minutes later.

Smoke still lingered ahead, and flames were still burning.

But no one was in sight.

Mu Haiyang had a bad premonition.

If Qu Lin had won, he should have contacted him.

Taking out the radio to call Qu Lin, he received no response.

"Damn it! Send a few people over to see what’s going on ahead?"

A few subordinates drove over and returned about twenty minutes later.

"Leader Mu, there’s a small train station up ahead where a fierce battle just happened, but it’s hard to tell who is who. It’s certain that Qu Lin’s people are all gone; it’s estimated that the other side also suffered casualties."

Mu Haiyang’s subordinates were reasoning, as, after all, Qu Lin’s side had many more people who were wiped out, and it wouldn’t make sense if Ye Fan’s side didn’t suffer losses, plus it was pitch black at night, so they couldn’t make out much.

Mu Haiyang frowned slightly: "Did you see Ye Fan and his group?"

"No, there are no living people there anymore; it’s estimated Ye Fan and his group have run away."

"Humph! If everything relies on estimation, what use are you?"

Mu Haiyang decided to go personally to take a look, at least to figure out which direction Ye Fan and his group had fled, so he could continue the pursuit.

But he was quite cautious, as the annihilation of Qu Lin’s men was suspicious, and there might be an ambush nearby.

Looking at his surroundings, he noticed a small gentle slope, a good spot for temporary defensive arrangement.

"Leave half the men here to set up defenses; if there’s really an ambush, we’ll have a retreat route."

More than four thousand men stayed behind and began to tense up and set up defenses, wary of Ye Fan and his group possibly being ambushed in the vicinity.

The small slope was their temporary position, slightly overlooking the other side.

Tonight, the stars were sparse, and the moon was bright, so visibility wasn’t too difficult.

Once satisfied with the arrangements here, Mu Haiyang led the remaining four thousand men to advance slowly.

He rode in the last vehicle, ready to retreat if something went wrong.

Gradually, Mu Haiyang’s vanguard approached the battlefield.

Upon entering the train station, they found no one.

Scanning the surroundings, wild grass grew tall in the fields, showing no signs of human presence.

The highway stretched far into the distance, with no vehicles in sight, and it seemed unlikely anyone could have hidden in the trees along the railway.

Because Ye Fan’s group was traveling by car, running along the rail line was impossible.

At this moment, no one thought of the train, as it hadn’t been seen for almost half a year.

Thus, they approached the battlefield somewhat relaxed, inspecting carefully, even when the sound of the train echoed, they didn’t react immediately.

"What’s that sound?"

"Seems like a train? How could there still be a train now?"

When the train appeared in view, many people didn’t immediately back away.

Because an armored train wasn’t part of most people’s mindset, many might never have seen such a thing.

Only Mu Haiyang noticed something wrong, immediately issuing an order: "Everyone! Stay away from the railway line!"

The Heavy Truck Corps began to retreat, but it was already somewhat late.

The train’s speed wasn’t fast, even slowing down as it approached, but most of them were already within the armored train’s firepower range.

An anti-tank missile exploded directly not far from Mu Haiyang’s vehicle!

The dirt even splattered onto Mu Haiyang’s car window.

The car shook as fierce tongues of fire erupted simultaneously from the train!

Mu Haiyang was scared out of his wits, witnessing his men suffer heavy casualties in an instant.

No wonder, no wonder Qu Lin’s people were wiped out; it turns out the problem was with this train!

At this moment, Mu Haiyang understood completely—Ye Fan is definitely not an ordinary person. He must be from some major force, possibly even larger than Quancheng, otherwise, they couldn’t wield such formidable firepower.

He didn’t know where Ye Fan came from, but regardless of who Ye Fan represents, he had no intention of surrendering.

He couldn’t provoke this train, but he could retreat. This train couldn’t leave the tracks to chase him, could it?

Secretly grateful for having a backup plan, Mu Haiyang’s men quickly retreated.

The soldiers on the armored train didn’t care if they retreated or not; they aimed to eliminate as many as they could!

The impressive range of the autocannon and heavy machine guns showcased their prowess—of Mu Haiyang’s more than four thousand men, fewer than two thousand managed to retreat safely back to their positions!

This round of eliminations by the armored train took over two thousand more lives, rivaling the first wave that wiped out Qu Lin’s men.

Mu Haiyang’s men, still shaken, returned to their positions. Though they had completely lost the courage to attack, they didn’t immediately flee.

Looking at the heavily damaged forces, Mu Haiyang felt a suffocating frustration, as if he might explode if it wasn’t vented.

"Damn it! No wonder they ran this way; there’s actually an armored train."

"Everyone, don’t panic. The train can’t chase us here. Hold the position; if Ye Fan’s people get arrogant and attempt another attack, we’ll give them a lesson they’ll never forget!"

The Heavy Truck Corps regained their composure and hoped Ye Fan’s forces would counterattack.

After all, defensive warfare held the advantage, and once out of the armored train’s range, they had nothing to fear.

Originally, they thought Ye Fan’s side wouldn’t easily make a move, but unexpectedly, they did show some activity.

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"Elder Ye...."

Lawson saw Ye Fan’s troops starting to dismount and wanted to advise against it, but he couldn’t utter the word brother.

Ye Fan’s face darkened: "Lawson, I know what you’re trying to say. Don’t worry; today, we must completely destroy the Heavy Truck Corps’ armed forces. This base needs a new leader."

Following Ye Fan’s command, the troops swiftly disembarked.

Lawson witnessed a shocking scene from inside the vehicle.

The flatbed carriages were covered with tarps—originally unsure what was inside, the tarps were lifted, and metal plates descended directly connecting them to the ground, revealing their contents.

First to come down were five tanks!

At this moment, Lawson seriously doubted if Ye Fan might be military forces returning.

The tanks rumbled down from the carriages, followed by armored vehicles.

Then came other vehicles, including those Ye Fan brought, now all fitted with dual high-caliber machine guns.

The convoy quickly took shape, and a large number of soldiers followed behind the vehicles, advancing towards the Heavy Truck Corps.

The mortar soldiers who had showed their might in Shannan reappeared, forming a line not far from the train, loading the mortars, evidently starting a new round of bombardment.

The troops didn’t immediately start moving—at this distance, neither side could clearly see each other.

Ye Fan also disembarked from the train and came to the front lines.

"Train, switch on the loudspeakers, demand their surrender!"

The armored train had an especially loud speaker, capable of projecting sound over a few kilometers on this quiet night.

The train’s speaker was switched on, and Guard Company Commander Shen Ruihui began to shout.

"Mu Haiyang, now lead everyone to surrender unconditionally; perhaps you can still live!"

The waves of sound from the speaker spread, faintly reaching Mu Haiyang’s ears.

He could hardly believe he heard it right.

Due to the distance, it was hard to see what Ye Fan’s side was preparing, but he still had seven thousand men; how could he possibly be afraid of Ye Fan?

They didn’t have loudspeakers to respond, but Mu Haiyang had his method.

He issued a command to everyone, counting one, two, three for them to shout in unison.

"Screw you!"

Seven thousand men shouted together, their voice still vaguely audible.

Ye Fan heard the insults from Mu Haiyang’s side and signaled Shen Ruihui to stop.

"Since you’re so stubborn, I hope you have the courage to see it through!"

Raising his hand and letting it fall, attack!

Boom Boom Boom Boom~~~!

The mortars fired again!!!

Instantly on the Heavy Truck Corps’ positions, explosions flared up.

A coordinated salvo of three rounds, the tanks moved in!

Massive metal chain tracks churned the soil, tanks charged forward!

Armored vehicles and other vehicles followed closely behind.

For the Dawn Army, this was the first time they launched an assault on the enemy in field battle!