The soldiers behind the Iron Bucket Defense Line had packed everything before dawn.
When the last soldier climbed into the truck, a Major turned back with a complicated expression and glanced at the brightly lit defense line. He let out a silent sigh before turning and leaving.
The entire Iron Bucket Defense Line was illuminated by lights in the darkness. Even from outside the line, people could still see shadowy figures moving back and forth!
All these things were supplies the Federation had provided them. They were inexpensive, but extremely practical.
The life-sized soldier models had tracks beneath their feet. They continuously rotated back and forth along fixed routes, creating the illusion that they were all patrolling!
With these illusions, no one outside the defense line would think it had already been evacuated! Yesterday, they had fought their way out of the line, advancing two kilometers, only to be driven back again.
Of course, it had been a strategic retreat. They needed to create the illusion for the Peng Joe People that they were actively preparing a counterattack.
But in reality, they had already begun withdrawing as soon as they returned!
Yes, a complete withdrawal.
In Gefra, they called this great retreat the "Victory Transfer." Although no one knew who had come up with the name, the frontline soldiers did not feel that this great retreat was a "victorious transfer" at all.
Although fleeing was a common occurrence for Gefra's soldiers, the reports and attitude toward this retreat back home still made them feel somewhat ashamed! This also made the atmosphere of the retreat rather bizarre.
It was hard to describe the feeling. Clearly, this was something worth celebrating. At the very least, they no longer had to face the Peng Joe People's military might all day long. Yet for