Chapter 1200: The Indifferent (big chapter seeking monthly ticket)
Mint City · West Gate
Intense artillery fire and flashes of light rang out within this seemingly spacious barbican.
For ordinary individuals or trade caravans, this barbican was indeed spacious. But for a mechanized force, it was so cramped that they had no chance to maneuver before being drowned beneath the artillery fire from the city walls.
This small city gate, which had drawn little attention in the past, now displayed formidable firepower.
Missiles and shells poured down from the city walls as though they cost nothing.
They rained not only into the barbican, but also upon the troops outside the city who had gathered close to the walls.
Because the gate had opened, and because of his confidence in controlling the overall situation, the commander controlling this "siege" army had allowed his troops to approach the gate far too closely.
While that gave them the chance to seize the opportunity and enter the city at the fastest speed, it also turned them into live targets for the cannons atop the walls. Once the battle began, they had almost no room to evade or take cover.
"These bastards have jammed all the signals around here."
Under the cover of special forces wearing exoskeleton armor, Smot glanced at the walkie-talkie in his hand, which emitted a crackling hiss. His expression darkened.
Some powerful jamming system was operating within this barbican, blocking every wireless signal.
It prevented information from leaving the barbican and prevented information from outside from getting in.
The enemy had opened the gates precisely to lure him into the barbican and sever his connection with the forces outside.
Although Note Intelligence Mercenary Group was a qualified modern army with a complete command structure, and although the Staff Department would take