The blazing sun scorched the earth, as if it wanted to evaporate the last trace of moisture from the soil.
Unable to bear the vicious sunlight, Death Claw, crawling low to the ground, drooped its head and let out a listless snort.
"Snort—"
Having lived in River Valley Province, it clearly wasn't suited to the climate of Sunset Province.
Still, as an organism at the top of the food chain, its extraordinary adaptability to the environment merely left it uncomfortable. It wasn't enough to make it unable to keep going.
Edge Paddling gently patted its head.
"Good boy. It'll be better once we reach the oasis."
They were only two hundred kilometers away from Oasis No. 3.
After Sector 1 of the G40 defensive zone had been punched through by the Skeleton Corps, The Alliance Army had already infiltrated more than six thousand troops—three entire corps—behind the G40 defensive line.
Only after an entire thousand-man unit had been wiped out did the Legion finally come to its senses.
Ten minutes ago, a hundred-man artillery unit twenty kilometers away had belatedly delivered area fire onto Position G40-1, raining down at least two hundred shells.
For the supply-starved Legion, two hundred shells were already a considerable expenditure.
However, The Alliance had not lingered long at the narrow breach in G40-1, so that artillery barrage had completely struck empty ground.
The Death Corps was currently positioned to the right of the Skeleton Corps.
According to the original plan, their objective had been to circle northeast behind Defensive Zone 41, using the mobility of the wolf cavalry to rapidly widen the Legion's breach in the line, then coordinate with the Lion Kingdom Army occupying Position 40 to eliminate the Fourth Ten-Thousand-Man Unit's effective forces.
But now, the situation had changed.
The enemy had been