Sacrifice, Steel Torrent!

"What's that?"

Lying prone on the mountaintop and pointing at the wheeled war machine below—over two meters tall, more than three meters long, and painted entirely red—Feng Long asked warily while taking photographs.

Lying beside him, Hou Tielong flipped through the small notebook in his hand before replying, "That's a Single-Person War Machine. It only needs two people inside to operate: one drives, and the other fires the ammunition."

"This thing packs quite a punch. It has two firing modes: 12mm large-caliber bullets and Proximity Bombs."

"But there probably aren't any machine tools in these ruins for manufacturing the ammunition. After the last great war, they shouldn't have many bombs left, and there probably aren't many bullets either."

"Oh? You even know how many bullets they have?" Feng Long froze and involuntarily turned his head.

"Of course. There are no walls without cracks. Sun Bahu may keep his mouth shut, but that doesn't mean all his subordinates can do the same."

"To operate all this equipment, they'd need at least eighty or a hundred people. It's impossible to make them work otherwise. And he wants to spread his forces out. With so little time, he naturally couldn't make every one of them a trusted aide."

"People always let a few things slip after drinking."

"Honestly" rubbing the back of his head, Hou Tielong looked sly, but he did not explain the exact process by which he had obtained the information.

To the others nearby, however, his words made them look at him with newfound respect.

"Then what's that?"

Rubbing his stubbled chin, Feng Long shifted his gaze and pointed at the war machine parked at the ruin's entrance. It had eight supporting tires, making it look like a spider.

"That's the Spider War Machine. It's mainly used for clearing mines