Chapter 782 Before The Counterattack

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Whoosh!

A muffled howl echoed as a cup of coffee filled with warm coffee rushed out of a simple military tent. It passed through the night and smashed into the chest of a muscular soldier outside the tent. Brown liquid flowed down his military uniform, and some coffee was spilled on his military rank, which symbolized his status as a colonel.

Inside the military tent, a deep and suppressed roar carried unconcealable rage and ruthlessness, and a mournful freshness spread out through the tent.

"Damn it! Elvin, you bastard, you deserve to die!"

"Dabinett! Yurisses ! Bastards! They're all bastards! Damn them all! You son of a bitch! Pig who only knows about profit in his head! Damn, idiots! A bunch of idiots who don't know anything! You are the sinners of the United States!"

"Bastard! Stupid, damn, all of you deserve to die!"

Outside the tent, the colonel who was about to enter the tent was stunned for a moment. He looked at the traces of coffee on his clothes and listened to the roar inside. He was in a dilemma.

"Who's outside? Come in!"

Inside the tent, a low roar sounded. The people inside seemed to realize that someone was outside.

The colonel smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth, and went straight into the tent, "Mr. Governor."

"Is something the matter, Colonel Wood?"

Inside the tent, Huo Wenton sat on a foldable chair. He looked at Wood in front of him with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

After Wood was the stationmaster of Dark Town, the only remaining colonel in the field corps was also a member of the Howington Group. Although the field corps had lost more than half of their strength, they were not guilty of war crimes. Under normal circumstances, Howington had to calm down when facing Wood, the only remaining high-ranking officer.

But now Governor Howington was not in the mood at all.

Wood really needed consolation.

The field corps also needed to be comforted.

But he, Governor Howington, also needed consolation.

He can comfort Wood, who the fuck can comfort him?

No, not a single one!

In the few hours since the end of the war, Hawenton had only been able to deal a blow when he was down!

He clenched his fists tightly and panted anxiously. The current Governor felt as if his body was filled with countless explosives. With a slight movement, it was as if he would be completely shattered into pieces.

Calm down.

We need to calm down.

"That's true, "Mr. Governor, I have regrouped the survivors of the field corps. After the Black Town War, there are still 6,301 survivors, including 920 seriously wounded. Now it can be confirmed that they have lost their combat strength, 533 are lightly wounded, and they can continue to fight with the large army."

Colonel Wood reported in a well-behaved manner as he carefully looked at Huo Wenton's face.

Sure enough, Huo Wenton's face darkened, as black as the bottom of a pot.

Even though he was now one of the top and most powerful figures in the United States, the loss of the field corps still made him feel heartfelt pain.

The 28,000-strong field corps only had about 5,000 warriors who could participate in battles.

These are not ordinary garrisons that are usually only responsible for maintaining order and stability in the city.

These were all elites. They were the true elites of the regular army. They were the elites that could adapt to any battlefield, any situation, and any war!

The 3rd U.S. Field Corps, Without exaggeration, This was the main force that could be compared to Gao Tan's allied corps, Even in Howington's camp, Even though former Commander Robert Kennedy was a hawk, the field corps had always been under Huo Wenton's control. Now that the war in Dark Town had ended in near total annihilation, Huo Wenton felt like he was going crazy.

"How's the loss of the Marine Corps' special forces?"

Huo Wenton asked slowly, his voice hoarse.

The Marine Corps, with a total strength of nearly 200,000, is arguably the largest special forces force in the world, Inside, there were always mountains. Up until now, no group had been able to fully control the Marine Corps' voice. The Special Warfare Corps that followed the Field Corps into Dark Town had nearly 3,000 men, and their strength was close to the middle of the Marine Corps. Huo Wenton didn't have much of a power like this either.

"They … have lost more than half of their strength. Only about a thousand of them are still able to fight."

Colonel Wood hesitated and said with difficulty.

"Oh, a thousand people, a thousand people … Haha …"

Huo Wenton muttered to himself. His face suddenly turned red, as if it was on fire. It was completely red. Under Colonel Wood's concerned gaze, Huo Wenton abruptly pressed down on his chest. Under his fury, a large mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Governor!"

Wood was shocked. His entire body was even a little frightened, He still didn't understand what had happened, However, it was certain that, With Howington's steady force, He definitely wouldn't spit out blood for these losses. Although these losses were equally huge, they didn't affect the overall strength of the Huo Wenton Group. To be exact, there wouldn't be any change in the right to speak. What he lost was only some fighting strength. This kind of loss was basically undetectable before the end of the road for the United States.

In addition to the fact that Howington was cursing President Yurisses and Senator Dabinett in the tent, Wood had already guessed a little about Howington's anomaly.

The governor must have felt the pressure from the other two giants, and the pressure was so great that he vomited blood.

But it was precisely because of this that Colonel Wood became even more terrified.

The pressure that could cause Huo Wenton to vomit blood definitely required their entire group to work together to deal with it. At this time, if Huo Wenton fell, the entire group would be left without a leader. For everyone in the group, this would be a disaster.

Originally, Wood was angry and expectant. He was naturally angry because the loss this time was too great, And being beaten up like this by drug dealers is too humiliating, However, he was also looking forward to it. Right now, he was the only senior officer left in the field corps, and Huo Wenton was in charge of the battle. Wood had countless opportunities to get close to Huo Wenton. As long as he performed well, Wood could be sure that his rank would change from colonel to brigadier general in a few months.

It's more than that.

With such a huge loss to the field corps, It was almost impossible to maintain the original title and organization. However, if the original title was cancelled, the Howington Group would not agree. Therefore, it was highly likely that the Field Corps would exist, but it would shrink. From a Field Corps to a Field Division, a Field Division of more than 10,000 people would only be a Brigadier General.

Wood felt that he saw a great opportunity. As long as they could get back to Dark Town, all of this could be predicted. However, if Hawenton fell, nothing could be said about it.

"Damn it, hehe, all of you deserve to die!"

Huo Wenton wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and pushed Colonel Wood away with a sinister smile.

Wood shivered for no reason and didn't dare to say a word.

The ear-piercing telephone rang in the corner of the tent.

Howington remained motionless.

Colonel Wood hesitated for a moment. He quickly got up and walked to the corner of the tent. He picked up the phone that Howington threw out and looked at it. On the screen, the President's caller ID was flashing. Wood's palm trembled slightly and he quickly walked to Howington's side. He whispered, "Mr. Governor, the President is calling."

Huo Wenton's body clearly tensed up. He took a deep breath and took the phone call. He said coldly, "Speak!"

"Dude, it doesn't sound like you're in a good mood."

Yurisses ' calm voice rang out on the phone.

"No, I'm in a good mood. May I ask what's the matter, Mr. President?"

Huo Wenton sneered without concealment and asked in an even colder tone.

"Of course, it's about Dark Town, Although Dark Town wasn't big, but it is the territory of the United States, You know what, man? In less than half an hour after the news of the fall of Dark Town came out, I received many phone calls from heads of state, including Korea, Yue, India and the Philippines. They all expressed their doubts about the fall of Dark Town. Do you know what this means? "They are our most important allies in our war with the Divine Continent. I don't want anything to affect their confidence at this time."

Yurisses said indifferently, "So, we have to take it back to Dark Town as soon as possible. Governor Howington, this is an order!"

"I will do my best!"

Huo Wenton said with a solemn expression. He could curse Yurisses and Dabinett, but he was more eager than anyone to retrieve Dark Town.

"I want to be sure, not some damn effort! Congressman Dabinett and I will agree on this point. Governor Howington, I will give you 24 hours. If Dark Town is still unable to return to the embrace of the United States within 24 hours, we will reconsider whether your abilities are worthy of your current position and status! "

Yurisses said coldly, "Take back Dark Town, then nothing has happened. If you can't take it back, you are a sinner of the United States. So, Governor, for your future and historical position, go to war. I'll wait for news of your victory. Remember, you only have 24 hours!"

"But twenty-four hours..."

Huo Wenton retorted angrily, but before he could finish his sentence, Yurisses hung up the phone in shock.

"F*ck!"

Huo Wenton roared angrily and threw the phone out of the tent.

"How long before our first reinforcements arrive at the assembly point?"

Yurisses gritted his teeth and asked Colonel Wood.

"It will take about six hours. In six hours, the first batch of 20,000 reinforcements will arrive at the assembly point here."

Wood said carefully.

"Six hours? Good, very good. Send me an order. Eight hours later, launch a counterattack on Dark Town. At any cost, bring Dark Town back!"

Huo Wenton gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"But Mr. Governor..."

"No buts!"

"This is an order, Colonel," roared Horvington angrily. "It must be carried out!"

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